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awmanman
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9/17/2006 | |
One billion years after albia was torn apart by the lone shee's ship.
The shattered remains had become desolate and unlivible. Live on the forsaken rock is inpossible. The ettins, grendles and norns...
are gone.
What more could happen on this dead land with no atmosphere rivers of lava and twisted metal?
The truth lies within a small machine and the large moon hanging above the sky...
BROKEN ALBIA
WARNING: this story contains refence to death, and blood. Veiwer sugustion is advised.
Day1:
The pile of rubble stirred to life, shaking the pepbles and dust off, revaling a small metal robot with a simple processor. its small mind had been only recently awoke, learning mutch in only hours. It reatched back to its only memory file to see the past. A lovly jungle, and glimering beach, an amazing machine that made organic life, and its creator. The image of its creator was blury, but it did have on sound file on it. Playing back the the file it fond nothing it had learend. "Bibble machine broken, em kick dumb thing!" It then recorded a sharp pain.
It had been hard gatherng solar energy, the planet had swerved away from the sun, causeing the parts of the celestial object that were not on fire to freeze into a solid. nighttime was the only time there was suficent light. the moon had refracted the sun onto a particular spot eatch night, so the bot stayed there for shelter. It became a base. Light started to retreat, and so did the bot. It slowly skittered into the cave under the skylight...
Day2:
Bot jittered out, and headed to the packetcrater. The packetcraer was the only water left on the planet, buryed under miles of frozen ice, with only one opening in the form of a cave that goes through lava pokets that solidified and crubled. And so bot whent under, to meet the darkness, and to meet his predicesor, The now submerged splicing machine.
As bot tubled into the water, it closed its vents, keeping its wires dry. Small bits of ice floated by him, sevral hit the ceiling of the machine, shattering and then sinking back down. this made Bots visual sensors fade. the further down he went down, the clearer it was, but the heat increases swiftly. a crack under what once might have been a tree, a large metal pile of scrap with fossilized eggs in pipes in it. All of these where once great monuments of albia, now dead rubble. yet bot only knew them as rubble, never as the amazing relics. If only he knew. A sudden shudder hit bot. a large rock had broken off of the cave roof, crushing bots limb. As the top colapsed, bot could see the light pour down from the flaming sky, the ice quickly filling the gap, making a bitter window from the death of crushing pain to the death of freezeing to the death of being burnt to peices. The poor mechinich soul had no way out. so he must sleep and store as mutch energy as possible. Only hoping he would be alive in the morning. Under the looming moon's ray...
day 3:
Bots sensors whent back online...
...and the cave was dark again. Bot slowly drifted away from the rock, witch had been pushed away from him by a large chunk of floating ice. Bot truged on, finaly drifting toward a tube, signifing the machine. It lurched up into the air an was greeted by odd sounds emmited by the small bits of energy still charging past the machines into the generators and back. Of course, the generators are gone, along with the chunk of albia the got torn clean off and spun into space, but the energy was still there, waiting for the machine to kick back to life. Bots mission was simple, although he did not himself fully understand it, but it was one sound file:
"Eem job to find any other life after norns and ettins gone. Bibble can save us all."
long ago bot had lost his ability to understand conplex speech. After climbing into the splicers room bot saw something others wold find gastly,
Inside each containment tube was a mummified norn, their fleash half rotted the preserved after they froze. The half-buried bones where bathed in moonlight coming from a small and oddly cimetrical hole in the roof. Bot walked over to the corpses and took a closer look. The first tube held an old emrald norn body, its color long since gone, but hair still curled over the apprently females eyes. A scan showed that the norn layed an egg that took too mutch of her life-force and killed her. A peacefull life, a life that when ended, brought another life into the world. This was not so for the second norn. A male norn of unknown breed, due to its extreamly damaged body. Its jaw was gone, along with one eye and a foot. the rest of the body was torn and scared, and showed bloodstains all over, proving to be a violent attack of some sort.
As the moon bleeded light into the room, a smal flicker alerted bot of somthing shiny.
He turned and saw a switch. in curisity he leaned over to it, lightly taping it with a touch sensor. it felt...
...cold.
Nine times have I been told im crazy and ten times I have accepted it. |
Malkin
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9/20/2006 | |
It's good, but a bit hard to read because there are lots of spelling mistakes. Please use a spell-checker. After you've used the spell-checker, reread it for context (sometimes spell-checkers put in the wrong word by mistake.)
Is Bot a thing or a male? Make up your mind!! XD
I don't get this at all: Bot truged on, finaly drifting toward a tube, signifing the machine.
My TCR Norns |
awmanman
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9/21/2006 | |
The tube leads to the splicer in c2 when the shee left (or should I say, AFTER the shee left). Bot is sort of a boy. Youll see. It forshadowing, so just pay ettetion to the story.
the next part is less spell-check needing(my keybord is broken).
Bot Sliped his metalic arm under a shelf In the wall, moonlight glinting off it. He clutched somthing soft, and so pulled it out. He was holding an dis-enbodied eye-ball. The eye had been soaked with somthing, keeping it wet and possibly able to extract DNA. Bot shuffled through more shelves, finding preserved bodyparts, odd bottles of strange liquid, and other strange things. After a while his hand sliped out of a last shelf and reveiled a switch, a switch bot has mistook for another eye. A switch that bot had mistakenly pulled. The tubes holding the norn bodys started to glow, a pipe above sirred to life and puored liquid from the tubes to a slot in the wall. and in a flash of light, both the machine's and the moon's, The corpses evaporated. A few moments later the slot in the wall poured out smoke, and somthing bot had never seen before...
...An egg.
day 4:
Its green and blue shell split apart, and a small creature peered out. Bot quickly scaned it.
It was healthy, it was fine in the thin air, its apperently had very strong lungs and bones. And in one moment bot knew more about the norn then the norn knew of herself.
Bot and the norn spent hours simply staring at eatch other, eatch filled with wonder. the creature made the first move. It crawled up to bot and looked up at his Visual sensors. it pointed at him. Then it made a noise,
"Babbo!"
Its smile seemed to make bot think.
The norns simply repeated itself,
"Dat," touching bots leg,"Babbo."
Bot suddently realized, the little creature had named him.
"Babbo!" It smiled again.
Bot pointed to himself, and his speackers made a rusty sound,
"Babbo?"
The norn noded.
And so bot was Babbo.
The norn hugged his leg and anouced:
"Dat eem Babbo!"
Bot/Babbo was still confused, and so did what he allways did when he was confused. He looked at the moon. And it hit him. The little norn had named him, shouldent he name her?
Babbo lifted up the pale purple norn, and touched her nose, his still rusty voice crackled, "Dat, Lunar."
The norn agreed with a happy, "Bibble!" and they where friends.
But there was one problem. The only way out was underwater, and bot, erm...
...Babbo, dident think that the new norn could swim all that well.
And there was no way he could fit through the hole in the roof. But maby Lunar could. He lifted lunar up and spoke again, hoping lunar would understand, "Lunar eem stay. Babbo come lunar bibble."
Lunar simply smiled.
Babbo climbed onto the wall, and put lunar through the little hole, repeating himself, "Stay!"
He then dashed out of the dark room into the submerged tube. he quickly dived into the water and swam as fast as possible...
...Meanwhile lunar was adapting to the new world. She looked around, to her left there was fire, to her right there was ice. she looked where she was standing and saw rock. her smiles suddenly turned to fear as the nearbye cliff exploded into flame, erupting out dust and rock. Lunar shuddered then crawled as fast as her little legs could carry her. she finnaly found rest nere a small cave under the moon, and curled up into a ball for warmth. She wailed and cried to no avail.
"Babbo? Babbo? BABBO?!"
Not knowing where her babbo was...
...Babbo crawled up from the damp, dark, and cold water, shaking himself dry, and getting to his feet. He Quickly started running, heading for the hole he put Lunar through. After several hours of searching babbo sat down and though. He looked to the sky to see the ever-glowing moon. He looked through his memory to find some place Lunar might be. She probably found somplace warm, dry and safe. A home. His home. He dashed to the cave with amazing speed, finnaly reaching the cave entrance. As he trodded throught the darkness he saw the spot the moon goes through. and bathed in moonlight was a small fuzzy norn.
It looked up at him and yawned. with a sleepy voice she squeeked,
"Babbo?Babbo!"
She then closed her eyes and fell asleep. and so did Babbo.
*edit* ((Woops! please lock this story for now, Im working on one other and dont want this one to interupt my train of thought!))
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