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<blockquote data-quote="Resurrection Joe" data-source="post: 5110283" data-attributes="member: 88491"><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'">Quickly and efficiently assessing and collating the data from all of its various senses, the One and the Prime determined with certainty that it did, indeed, know the intruder's identity. Knowledge of this identity made it uncomfortable in a way it could not define.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'"></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'">"Yes," Primus finally said in a monotone that disseminated throughout the room and carried a hint of shock noticeable only to the most careful of listeners. The creature before it seeped out of a nightmare smile that revealed he was just such a listener. "But obviously, an elaborate deception is at work here. You are dead."</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'"></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'">The shadow smiled, "Yes. I am. But I've no time for your short-sighted observations. Do you know where my talisman lies?"</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'"></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'">Primus accessed all the memories it possessed of the intruder - the log of personal recollections and those it had collected from its modron servants. Those memories were fairly extensive, considering the subject matter and the fact there had never been any direct contact between the modron lord or its subordinates and the subject. The creature had definitely been a major entity long ago, before all reports indicated he was dead. The One and the Prime knew the item that the intruder spoke of, but all of its collated observations did not reveal what had become of the object after its owner's death, nor it determine that the item's current whereabouts.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'"></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'">"No," Primus answered truthfully.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'"></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'">The One and the Prime reeled in disbelief as it felt the intruder psychically delve into its heretofore inviolate, incomparable mind. Just as suddenly, the creature's foul mental touch withdrew and he spat, "Yes, of course you're telling the truth. . . . Simpleton." A smile crossed his horrid visage yet again. "But there's a way you can find out where it lies - you and your little automatons."</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'"></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'">The intruder stepped forward again as the One and the Prime grappled with the realization that it was at the mercy of this creature within its sacrosanct central chamber, no less. Even as it futilely attempted to summon its guardians, the creature spoke again. "Of course, I can't let word of my existence be revealed yet, and I don't actually need you alive to accomplish what must be done here."</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'"></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype'">With that, the dark intruder spoke the <strong>Last Word</strong>, and Primus, the One and the Prime, died. A clawed hand caressed the Infinity Web, and the creature's hideous smile broadened. The sight chilled even the desiccated spirits of its fiendish companions. </span></em></p><p></p><p>End of Prologue.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Resurrection Joe, post: 5110283, member: 88491"] [I][FONT="Palatino Linotype"]Quickly and efficiently assessing and collating the data from all of its various senses, the One and the Prime determined with certainty that it did, indeed, know the intruder's identity. Knowledge of this identity made it uncomfortable in a way it could not define. "Yes," Primus finally said in a monotone that disseminated throughout the room and carried a hint of shock noticeable only to the most careful of listeners. The creature before it seeped out of a nightmare smile that revealed he was just such a listener. "But obviously, an elaborate deception is at work here. You are dead." The shadow smiled, "Yes. I am. But I've no time for your short-sighted observations. Do you know where my talisman lies?" Primus accessed all the memories it possessed of the intruder - the log of personal recollections and those it had collected from its modron servants. Those memories were fairly extensive, considering the subject matter and the fact there had never been any direct contact between the modron lord or its subordinates and the subject. The creature had definitely been a major entity long ago, before all reports indicated he was dead. The One and the Prime knew the item that the intruder spoke of, but all of its collated observations did not reveal what had become of the object after its owner's death, nor it determine that the item's current whereabouts. "No," Primus answered truthfully. The One and the Prime reeled in disbelief as it felt the intruder psychically delve into its heretofore inviolate, incomparable mind. Just as suddenly, the creature's foul mental touch withdrew and he spat, "Yes, of course you're telling the truth. . . . Simpleton." A smile crossed his horrid visage yet again. "But there's a way you can find out where it lies - you and your little automatons." The intruder stepped forward again as the One and the Prime grappled with the realization that it was at the mercy of this creature within its sacrosanct central chamber, no less. Even as it futilely attempted to summon its guardians, the creature spoke again. "Of course, I can't let word of my existence be revealed yet, and I don't actually need you alive to accomplish what must be done here." With that, the dark intruder spoke the [B]Last Word[/B], and Primus, the One and the Prime, died. A clawed hand caressed the Infinity Web, and the creature's hideous smile broadened. The sight chilled even the desiccated spirits of its fiendish companions. [/FONT][/I] End of Prologue. [/QUOTE]
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