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Something something something Chapter 4.



The sun rose in the distance. It had been about half an hour since Nebris had woken up and we had resumed our trek towards civilization. It might've been the repeated hits to the head, but he seemed to know about what was going on as much as us. His eyes had returned to their regular purple hue, and his personality was once again rather cheerful.

Dinnerbone and I had interrogated him to the best of our combined abilities (we did a terrible good cop/bad cop routine) and as far as we knew, he didn't remember attacking us, his "master", or me beating him up, which lead to a rather awkward and X-rated conversation about why he was tied up and covered in bruises of dubious origins.

Despite Nebris' supposed understanding of the situation, he was still attempting to unknot the rope that was wrapped tightly around his wrists. He'd managed to undo one knot, but Dinnerbone had tied it numerous times and it was a very long rope.

"C'mon, guys, can't we call it even? I didn’t even technically do anything. Let me take blame for something that's at least my fault!"

"How about when you tried to stab me with my own sonic screwdriver when you woke up?" Dinnerbone replied.

Nebris remained quiet and his face settled into a frown as he continued to struggle with his bonds.

"I can see something." I put a hoof over my eyes to get a better look at the strange object off in the distance. The structure was rather unclear. "It looks like... something floating?"

As we got closer, I could finally make out what it looked like. It was a large and grey, and hung up high in the air. We were too far off to see the whole thing, but it was definitely floating.
I should know, floating builds are my specialty.

Vwoom! An arrow whizzed by my head, too fast and too accurate to be a skeleton. Vwip! There went another.

"Is it just me, or is everyone we've met so far... deadly, I think, would be the word?" Dinnerbone remained on edge as a few more arrows narrowly missed us. He carefully plucked the projectiles from the ground behind him that were in good enough shape to be reused.

"Pause is losing his touch." Thunk! He managed to get one arrow on target, but it instead hit my empty eye socket and didn't hurt in the least. I removed it.

"Come out here and fight like a man, Canadian!"

The arrows stopped. After a small wait, Pause dropped from the trees above and landed before us without a sound.

"Shut up, pigman." Pause looked taller than I remembered him, though it might have just been him looming over us with an irritated expression.

He lacked any weapon I could see, yet carried a quiver full of arrows across his back.
"What, too good for a bow now?"

"Our last one broke two weeks ago and the skeletons are being stingy. We've got arrows to spare, anyway.” He scowled. “Who sent you?”

"No one sent us," I retorted in annoyance, “though Kurt pointed us in this direction.”
He drew a stone sword at held it close to himself defensively. "What, the Wolfman Wonder's working with pigmen now? Never thought he'd sink that low. Unless..." He froze.

A look of realization formed on his face as he finally noticed that I wasn't alone.

"Dinnerbone? Nebris?" He grabbed me by the wrist with one hand, and by Nebris' bonds with the other. "Alright, you three're coming with me."

I felt the rage return briefly, though I pushed it away. "Yeah? Who died and put you in charge?"
Pause gave me a look, not cold, but unfeeling. "Guude did."

We remained in an unsettling silence as he lead us to town.

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Finally, we reached the hovering structure we had seen from afar. While impressive, at first glance there appeared to be no way to actually get into the city.

Pause put his hands to his mouth and made a strange high-pitched noise like a bird. He received the same call in reply a moment later, fainter and coming from high above. The world stopped briefly.

"Lag." A long series of pistons descended from the city, bringing with them a makeshift cobblestone staircase. He nodded his head to the stairs, letting Dinnerbone and I go first.
It was a surprisingly long trek to climb to the top. When we eventually reached it, I got my first real look at the city. "Welcome to Skylight Hold," Pause swept his free hand forward dramatically.

It was, pardon the pun, very cobbled together. A large floating cylinder was at the center of the city, with numerous wooden paths connecting the assorted cobblestone buildings. It wasn’t immediately obvious which building was which, though I assumed the cylinder must be a mob trap of some kind.

The streets are deserted, I noted. A cough sounded behind me, with Dinnerbone and I turning around at the same time.

It was the other Mindcrackers!

...or some of them, anyway.

Beef stood, arms crossed, in the doorway of the building that sat over the stairs, blocking a good portion of my view into the room itself. The only others I could see were Generik and Bdubs, and all three of them watched us with distrusting eyes. There were also the silhouettes of others behind them, but it was hard to distinguish who they were.

"You brought him here?" Beef gestured to Nebris with one hand. "Did it occur to you at any point that he might escape and reveal where we are?"

Pause released the rope binding Nebris’ hands, though it still stretched tight without his grip. "I thought of that, except he brought these two along."

Everyone's heads swiveled to face us, and Beef put one hand to his head with a groan.
"Quick headcount," the butcher counted off on his fingers. "We've got the unrelenting and mindlessly obeying second-in-command, close friend that has literally helped make the world then dropped off of it for the past half-decade, and a minion that woulda killed you already if it had any brains at all. Way to go, Pause."

I interrupted. "Okay, so why exactly are all of you treating me like dirt? I would think by now you'd be past the whole 'mob' thing. You don't treat Millbee like this, do you?"

The other Mindcrackers grimaced save for Pause, who narrowed his eyes into a furious glare. If looks could kill, forget "undead", I'd be ashes.

"And who the fuck do you think you are, shithead?"

I’d had enough. "I am Zisteau, Mindcracker, champion prankster, Super Hostile Victor, and master of signs, manpants, and lava. In the past day I have been dazed, enraged, attacked, confused, confronted, and insulted. I have found a rabbit in a TARDIS, a wolf possessing my best friend, a servant of some 'master' that wanted to kidnap us, and you all being the biggest bunch of douches I've ever met. Now if any of you would wipe the looks of amazement off of your goddamn faces and explain to me exactly what the fuck is GOING ON?"

There was a silence. Not like the earlier silence - this one was due to disbelief more than anything.

Pause and Beef each exchanged a look, then turned to me. "We've got a lot to talk about, Z," the Native started.

"No shit."

Date: Wednesday, August 21st, 2013 11:44 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] celestepastore
MOAR! For the love of Notch MOAR!!!!

Date: Thursday, August 22nd, 2013 01:30 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] lemonzest
The amount of hype I'm feeling for this story is too damn acceptable.

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