Metropolis - The Weight of the World (and Found Wanting)

[Phoenix]

Once they are away from immediate danger, Jazick slows and shows his companion the guidebook. "Perhaps this can tell us where the heart is. This place is way too big to keep running aimlessly."

The two walked and checked Jazick’s guidebook, referencing the crude map at its rear. The book was written for newcomers though, and only detailed a handful of levels in the enormous building. It seemed like the chamber that they were just in, the Museum, lay almost in the centre of the building, and by the look of the Well that Jen had fallen into, it would’ve plunged far into the bowels of the place. Other than this, nothing seemed to give any indication of a ‘Heart’ or other central place of importance.

 

[Bront]

Jen will use the scepter to strike at Zimmerman, "Begone fat man."

 

[GlassEye]

As the world begins to fade around her, Ymris stops in mid-chant. Squinting, trying to bring something into clarity, she peers about. "What's happening?"

 

[Tonks]

Looking at the book and seeing the disappointed cast to the human's eyes, Azot guessed that it was not nearly as effective as the man had hoped it would be.

"We go down. If the building does not show us the way, we will find one on or own. This tower is like a root drawing the strength from the city. A root is buried deep within the earth to live, so this Tower must bury itself deep within the City to draw life. We go down."

 

[Phoenix]

As the world begins to fade around her, Ymris stops in mid-chant. Squinting, trying to bring something into clarity, she peers about. "What's happening?"

Ymris gazed at the reality that was unfolding about her, and though her memory was rapidly returning, so much of this still made little sense. She watched as Jasmine launched at the fading Zimmerman, swinging the great sceptre she was carrying.

The Sceptre connected with flesh and bone, ringing in Jen’s ears as it struck the fat man. Power surged through the ancient relic and caused her opponent to grunt with pain then, slowly, his fading face turned into surprise, shock, and terror. He began to solidify once more, as if catching up to Jen and Ymris’ reality, but soon his skin began to peel back, his organs stripped from his body, flailing around wildly and spraying blood across the ether.

In a scream he seemed to transcend finally, almost exploding in a gruesome bloody mess, but strangely screaming in joy, “I’m free!”

 

[Scotley]

Jazick

"Down it is." He thinks for a moment. He tries to remember where he and Jen ventured. Thoughts of her cloud his face, but he puts that out of his mind for now. "We ventured down over there." He points to a corridor. "There were stairs in that direction, I think."

 

[GlassEye]

Ymris gazed at the reality that was unfolding about her, and though her memory was rapidly returning, so much of this still made little sense. She watched as Jasmine launched at the fading Zimmerman, swinging the great sceptre she was carrying.

The Sceptre connected with flesh and bone, ringing in Jen’s ears as it struck the fat man. Power surged through the ancient relic and caused her opponent to grunt with pain then, slowly, his fading face turned into surprise, shock, and terror. He began to solidify once more, as if catching up to Jen and Ymris’ reality, but soon his skin began to peel back, his organs stripped from his body, flailing around wildly and spraying blood across the ether.

In a scream he seemed to transcend finally, almost exploding in a gruesome bloody mess, but strangely screaming in joy, “I’m free!”

Ymris stares with revulsion at the scene unfolding before her. As the echo of Zimmerman's joyous scream fades she turns and looks for a long moment at the young woman beside her. "Are you ok? How did you do that? I think I'm..." Her eyes flick to the sceptre. "What is that thing?"

 

[Fenris]

Beyond the door was a horizontal waterfall, of sorts. Thousands of souls poured past the door like water, each slumbering in eternal rest, illuminating a small area before the door with their protective light. In the centre of the barrier was a dark hole which the souls avoided, the point where the Void crawled into this world. Five sickly purple-ochre tentacles snaked forth from the breach, each sporting a savage maw bursting with teeth and screeching with unearthly hunger.

Alexi steels his heart and stomach against the abomonation that confronts them. The thought of the massive number of souls, of people, that must make up that barrier was staggering, even to Alexi ised to dealing with sums and large numbers.

Still the evil was apparent, present and for the moment assailable. Alexi shouted his warcry of "Metropolis" but it sounded rather like "Stephanie" once actually uttered. Alexi takes the ancient blade of his house, crafted long ago and still harbouring some of the potent magic of Metropolis' heroic age and brings it down upon one toothy maw.

 

[Bront]

Ymris stares with revulsion at the scene unfolding before her. As the echo of Zimmerman's joyous scream fades she turns and looks for a long moment at the young woman beside her. "Are you ok? How did you do that? I think I'm..." Her eyes flick to the sceptre. "What is that thing?"

Jasmine seems entirely too used to this, and simply goes about cleaning herself off. "Now, I'd love to answer your questions, but first, who are you and who was that?"

 

[GlassEye]

Jasmine seems entirely too used to this, and simply goes about cleaning herself off. "Now, I'd love to answer your questions, but first, who are you and who was that?"

Ymris purses her lips and stares at the arrogant girl in front of her. She sighs, recognizing the attitude. I was that way myself once, thinking my desires more important than anyone else's wants and needs. She runs one hand through her hair and seems hesitant to speak. Taking a deep breath she releases it and with it a torrent of words. "I believe that was Zimmerman. I think he was killed nearly 40 years ago. Or so I've been told. It was his grandson, and some undead thing who..." Ymris shudders. "...who killed me. I'm Ymris. I...I'm your mother." She frowns looking more than a little uncertain and confused. Quickly pushing on, as if not wanting to dwell on her last statement she says, "I don't know what you did to him but he didn't seem entirely displeased."