Where all Roads Lead: Part I
Location: War Room, Damocles Command Spire, Streaus Orbit
Synopsis: It has been less than a year since Brootalz were spotted in the Magenta Sektor. In that time their destruction has spread through the sektor like an invasive species. The Imperial Magikstrate is among the few yet to be touched by the invasion, but witnessing the carnage of the rest of the sektor has them scrambling for a solution for survival…
Names Starting Bottom and going clockwise:
Admiral Stone - Admiral Beck - General Stewart - General Harrison - Admiral Glaskov - General Crawford
General Stewart - “We cannot let these green-skin warmongers steam roll us like the rest of the sektor! We need to gather our ground and naval forces in a preemptive strike!
General Harrison - “Stewart! That’s suicide!”
Admiral Glaskov- “I agree with General Harrison, a preemptive strike would leave many of our systems defenseless and has no guarantee to work”
Admiral Stone - “We should evacuate outer-rim systems and set up a strong defense in our core!”
General Crawford- “That sounds like a logistical nightmare that we don’t even have the time for!”
Admiral Stone - “Then what do you recommend? Abandoning all those systems!?!”
General Crawford - “Maybe we can call on some RC reinforcements to bolster defenses and provide counter strike power!”
General Stewart - You are all a bunch of pansies! No one is going to help us, they are probably dealing with the same thing. You call yourselves General and Admirals!?!? You’re underestimating our Glorious Imperial Magikstrate!
Grand Archmage Ibeus Pendragon - “Excuse me for Intruding on this riveting debate, but it appears you are all underestimating our enemy..”
General Stewart - “Your highness, my apologizes”
Other Generals & Admirals as they bow in honor - “Your Grace… Sir… My lord…”
Ibeus - “No need for formalities, you know they make me feel uncomfortable.”
Grand General Julias Marten Tift - “You heard him! Stiffen up, stop the squabbling, and let’s get down to business.”
Everyone stands in silence as they trace Ibeus’ steps towards the War Room’s windows. Despite the chaos and urgency of the situation they are all in the stress doesn’t show in the Grand Archmage’s movements.
Ibeus gazes out the window, collecting his thoughts.
Ibeus - “Streaus, such a beautiful planet. Billions of lives, living in harmony and flourishing. My father would be proud of what we built here.”
Ibeus - “I can not properly express my deep gratitude for the contributions of each and every one of you. Along with countless others, we have built a beautiful and thriving empire. An empire marked by peace, stability, kindness, and prosperity. An Empire unlike most in this Brikverse of ours. An Empire my father would have been proud of. We cannot let this exemplar fade! Into the dusty tomes of history!”
Admiral Beck - “Beautifully stated, your Grace. What course of action would you propose?”
Ibeus turns his back to the room and stares back out at space. As if it were some sort of pre reversed cue, General Tift jumps in
Grand General Tift - “Generals, Admirals, if you can turn your attention to the holo table”
Grand General Tift - “The Brootalz and other forces of Ragnablok are closing in on our boarders. They have destroyed almost every system in their path, leaving both the Technocrats and the Housing Bloc barely alive. Using data our intelligence has collected, we have mapped what appears to be their trajectory. It seemse, there is a pattern in the invasions, they are converging on a localized point on the outer edge of Imperial space.”
Admiral Stone - “That is strange, there is nothing in that quadrant!”
General Stewart - “What do you mean nothing!?! Why would those green-skins be converging on nothing?
Admiral Beck - “What Admiral Stone is saying is that deep space scans show no planetoids or celestial bodies in that quadrant… just empty space.”
Ibeus - “That’s what we thought… While you are correct about the scan readings, Admirals, they do not properly reflect quadrant.”
Admiral Stone - “But how? Our scans have never failed before??
Admiral Glaskov - “Not only do they employ the cutting edge or matter and energy detection but they also have our magic sensing tek! What out there could hide itself from that?”
An unfamiliar voice chimes in from the other side of the room
??? - “Now it looks like we are asking the right questions!”
To Be Continued…
Where All Roads Lead
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Where all Roads Lead: Part II
At the sound of a strange voice, everyone pulls their weapons
General Stewart - “Who the hell are you!?!?”
General Crawford - “How’d you get in here!?!?”
Ibeus - “Put your guns away and stand down! You can all be soo rash sometimes…”
Everyone lowers their guns and looks around, slightly confused as to what is going on
Ibeus - “My apologizes, that is not the hospitality that IM is known for… Especially for an esteemed guests such as yourself… QuantumSurfer.”
QS RedRover - “How astute! I would expect nothing less from a Sigfig.”
Ibeus - “Julias, Please escort the Generals and Admirals to another briefing room, I’d like a private audience with the Quantum Surfer. I trust you will all be able to devise a suitable defense for our systems.”
Grand General Tift - “Yes Sir!”
Ibeus - “Also, consult with the other members of the Pentagram, we need to make sure we our defense strategy is air-proof.”
Grand General Tift - “Understood, your grace.”
Grand General Tift - “Alright, fall out! We will meet in war room 402B”
Everyone empties the room leaving Ibeus and QS RedRover alone
Ibeus - “To see you in the flesh, no less a meeting, can not be a good sign…”
QS RedRover “Good or bad is up to you, but a sign of the closing of one chapter and the beginning of another, it is.”
Ibeus - “I’m not in the mood for cryptic messages and plot related metaphors… There are a lot of lives at stake here!”
QS RedRover -“Oh, right.. Sorry.. Another QS Inspired me and I just wanted to sound stoic and mysterious. I’ll get to the point, but could I ask for a drink? I’m rather parched.”
Ibeus - ”I am not quite sure why you can’t just do this yourself, but I’ll oblige”
Ibeus effortlessly conjures a drink out of thin air, an obsidian goblet of maniac beer. A nearly impossible feat for the average minifig, but a cheap party trick for a mage of Ibeus’ caliber.
QS RedRover - “It’s just nice to have someone else do the magic stuff for a change. I’ll stop wasting time and get to the point here. As I am sure you are aware, Ragnablok is coming… err is here may be a better description. It was a whole thing decided by a bunch of other Quantum Surfers who already set a whole bunch of stuff in motion.”
Ibeus - “I’m well aware of Ragnablok, we have one of our finest mage sentinels out in the thick of it. But while he’s fighting for the fate of the brikverse over there, We need to fight for and protect our people here.”
The Quantum surfer takes a sip of his drink. The affects of maniac beer seem to no phase the other worldly being.
QS RedRover - “I could never understand why minifies would die over this stuff…
Ibeus clears his throat -ahem-
QS RedRover - ” Sorry sorry. I agree, we both have a mutual interest in seeing the Imperial Magikstrate through this apocalypse of sorts. That is why I am here.”
Ibeus - “Good. I assume you have some sort of plan or information? Please, enlighten me.”
QS RedRover - “In short, there is nothing I can do to stop it. However, there may be a way to ‘bend’ it to the best outcome.”
Ibeus - ”How so?”
QS RedRover - ”Some Call it The Great Creator, some call it the Plot, others call it Coincidence or Destiny. Whatever it is you want to call it, there are greater paths for you to follow. This road will be tough and demand great sacrifices but does not guarantee success… Choosing and following through on the right path… This is our only shot.”
Ibeus - “Could you clarify more? How will I know? Can you just tell me what needs to be done!?!”
QS RedRover - “No, You won’t for certain, and I cannot. Hopefully with perseverance, discernment, and dash of luck you can forge a path to a good ending for your people.”
Ibeus - “I see… and what will you do? Just sit back and watch?”
QS RedRover - “I get why you would think that as it is typically my course of action to be a little hands off. However, not this time. I said there is nothing I can do to stop Ragnablok, but I can delay it! I’ll hold back the tides of Ragnablok for as long as I can and If we are lucky it will be long enough for you to walk the path you must.”
Ibeus - “How do you expect to do that? You said Ragnablok was already in motion and that a bunch of other quantum surfers were moving it along… How are you going to stop all of them?”
QS RedRover - “You underestimate one of the Quantum Surfers’ strongest abilities, tHe PoWeR oF pRoKrAsTiNaTiOn! With it, I should be able to hold back the waves of Ragnablok and buy you enough time to get everything in place. But, just a warning, only so much can be held back… there are other forces at work stronger than Prokrastination... So don’t dilly dally!”
Ibeus is about to speak when an IM strategy officer barges into the room
Officer - “Excuse me for the interruption sir, but I have a high priority message from Quallon Darkblade.”
Ibeus - “Well, hand it over then!”
The Officer hands the encrypted message to Ibeus. A magic pulse emanates from Ibeus' hand authenticating his identity and unlocking the encrypted message.
The Message from Quallon reads:
“It’s been nearly 2 years of searching with many dead ends but we finally have conformation, Pelarus has been located! We picked up his signal on a small planet, Domia, in one of the outer quadrants. We realize this might be a trap, but I feel strongly about pursuing this lead. We are currently on our way to the quadrant with a small ARA platoon. We are requesting permission to engage and more reinforcements on standby… we have no idea what we are getting into here.”
The message ends and clears off of the device.
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Ibeus encrypts a new message onto the device and hands it back to the officer
Ibeus - “This is good news... Send this back to Quallon at once!”
QS RedRover - “The path is starting to illuminate and the story unfolds.”
Ibeus - “Again with the vague and ominous stuff! Will you just…”
Ibeus turned to address the Quantum Surfer, but he was gone
Ibeus - ”Typical…”
At the sound of a strange voice, everyone pulls their weapons
General Stewart - “Who the hell are you!?!?”
General Crawford - “How’d you get in here!?!?”
Ibeus - “Put your guns away and stand down! You can all be soo rash sometimes…”
Everyone lowers their guns and looks around, slightly confused as to what is going on
Ibeus - “My apologizes, that is not the hospitality that IM is known for… Especially for an esteemed guests such as yourself… QuantumSurfer.”
QS RedRover - “How astute! I would expect nothing less from a Sigfig.”
Ibeus - “Julias, Please escort the Generals and Admirals to another briefing room, I’d like a private audience with the Quantum Surfer. I trust you will all be able to devise a suitable defense for our systems.”
Grand General Tift - “Yes Sir!”
Ibeus - “Also, consult with the other members of the Pentagram, we need to make sure we our defense strategy is air-proof.”
Grand General Tift - “Understood, your grace.”
Grand General Tift - “Alright, fall out! We will meet in war room 402B”
Everyone empties the room leaving Ibeus and QS RedRover alone
Ibeus - “To see you in the flesh, no less a meeting, can not be a good sign…”
QS RedRover “Good or bad is up to you, but a sign of the closing of one chapter and the beginning of another, it is.”
Ibeus - “I’m not in the mood for cryptic messages and plot related metaphors… There are a lot of lives at stake here!”
QS RedRover -“Oh, right.. Sorry.. Another QS Inspired me and I just wanted to sound stoic and mysterious. I’ll get to the point, but could I ask for a drink? I’m rather parched.”
Ibeus - ”I am not quite sure why you can’t just do this yourself, but I’ll oblige”
Ibeus effortlessly conjures a drink out of thin air, an obsidian goblet of maniac beer. A nearly impossible feat for the average minifig, but a cheap party trick for a mage of Ibeus’ caliber.
QS RedRover - “It’s just nice to have someone else do the magic stuff for a change. I’ll stop wasting time and get to the point here. As I am sure you are aware, Ragnablok is coming… err is here may be a better description. It was a whole thing decided by a bunch of other Quantum Surfers who already set a whole bunch of stuff in motion.”
Ibeus - “I’m well aware of Ragnablok, we have one of our finest mage sentinels out in the thick of it. But while he’s fighting for the fate of the brikverse over there, We need to fight for and protect our people here.”
The Quantum surfer takes a sip of his drink. The affects of maniac beer seem to no phase the other worldly being.
QS RedRover - “I could never understand why minifies would die over this stuff…
Ibeus clears his throat -ahem-
QS RedRover - ” Sorry sorry. I agree, we both have a mutual interest in seeing the Imperial Magikstrate through this apocalypse of sorts. That is why I am here.”
Ibeus - “Good. I assume you have some sort of plan or information? Please, enlighten me.”
QS RedRover - “In short, there is nothing I can do to stop it. However, there may be a way to ‘bend’ it to the best outcome.”
Ibeus - ”How so?”
QS RedRover - ”Some Call it The Great Creator, some call it the Plot, others call it Coincidence or Destiny. Whatever it is you want to call it, there are greater paths for you to follow. This road will be tough and demand great sacrifices but does not guarantee success… Choosing and following through on the right path… This is our only shot.”
Ibeus - “Could you clarify more? How will I know? Can you just tell me what needs to be done!?!”
QS RedRover - “No, You won’t for certain, and I cannot. Hopefully with perseverance, discernment, and dash of luck you can forge a path to a good ending for your people.”
Ibeus - “I see… and what will you do? Just sit back and watch?”
QS RedRover - “I get why you would think that as it is typically my course of action to be a little hands off. However, not this time. I said there is nothing I can do to stop Ragnablok, but I can delay it! I’ll hold back the tides of Ragnablok for as long as I can and If we are lucky it will be long enough for you to walk the path you must.”
Ibeus - “How do you expect to do that? You said Ragnablok was already in motion and that a bunch of other quantum surfers were moving it along… How are you going to stop all of them?”
QS RedRover - “You underestimate one of the Quantum Surfers’ strongest abilities, tHe PoWeR oF pRoKrAsTiNaTiOn! With it, I should be able to hold back the waves of Ragnablok and buy you enough time to get everything in place. But, just a warning, only so much can be held back… there are other forces at work stronger than Prokrastination... So don’t dilly dally!”
Ibeus is about to speak when an IM strategy officer barges into the room
Officer - “Excuse me for the interruption sir, but I have a high priority message from Quallon Darkblade.”
Ibeus - “Well, hand it over then!”
The Officer hands the encrypted message to Ibeus. A magic pulse emanates from Ibeus' hand authenticating his identity and unlocking the encrypted message.
The Message from Quallon reads:
“It’s been nearly 2 years of searching with many dead ends but we finally have conformation, Pelarus has been located! We picked up his signal on a small planet, Domia, in one of the outer quadrants. We realize this might be a trap, but I feel strongly about pursuing this lead. We are currently on our way to the quadrant with a small ARA platoon. We are requesting permission to engage and more reinforcements on standby… we have no idea what we are getting into here.”
The message ends and clears off of the device.
[
Ibeus encrypts a new message onto the device and hands it back to the officer
Ibeus - “This is good news... Send this back to Quallon at once!”
QS RedRover - “The path is starting to illuminate and the story unfolds.”
Ibeus - “Again with the vague and ominous stuff! Will you just…”
Ibeus turned to address the Quantum Surfer, but he was gone
Ibeus - ”Typical…”
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Not prokrastination! The greatest enemy of the brikverse
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I see QS Book’s excessive verbosity is beginning to spreadRedRover wrote: ↑Tue Oct 15, 2019 1:34 pmQS RedRover “Good or bad is up to you, but a sign of the closing of one chapter and the beginning of another, it is.”
Ibeus - “I’m not in the mood for cryptic messages and plot related metaphors… There are a lot of lives at stake here!”
QS RedRover -“Oh, right.. Sorry.. Another QS Inspired me and I just wanted to sound stoic and mysterious. I’ll get to the point, but could I ask for a drink? I’m rather parched.”
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There is hardly a force more powerful than pRoKrAsTiNaTiOn.
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