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Post by laserbolt on May 7, 2014 20:46:38 GMT
Schakolad stepped out into the blackness, and looked around, seeing the other ponies floating around. He grinned, and clapped his hooves together, expecting a little workshop to pop into existence. When no such thing happened, he grunted angrily, and then shouted, "What is dis!? What am I supposed to do to get a kitchen running around here!?"
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Post by rundo on May 7, 2014 20:55:31 GMT
((oh well. I'm not changing my posts...it's more amusing this way. plus it's not odd for a god of gathering to retains things... that and zeth is a living archive he created, so his memories are somewhat intact as well.))
Gathering was still getting used to the changes in the universe "...hmm odd, something seems out of place..." he mumbled, looking around confused about the situation. "It's like every fiber in my being is screaming out to me that something, is significantly wrong." He looked about the void, and noticed that everygod seemed to be acting normally; except, Night Shine who was drifting across the cosmos, as opposed to, hiding out. 'Did she get over being shy?' after some more time thinking about the situation; an important detail became apparent. "Wait. The Sister's haven't said anything about the matter. Almost as if they're not dignifying it. Which is odd, considering how big of a deal this is..." and sure enough, it finally hit him. "Oh buck no... nopony is dignifying it. that means, either all their memories have been erased or I've traveled back in time... wait, then why is Zeth both still here and able to remember... did the same happen to him?" Gathering continued to float around confused on the matter.
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Post by Moonbacon on May 7, 2014 21:06:35 GMT
Runic Sigil stepped into the blackness. "well i hope i'm not alone in this place" she said to herself then looked around.
((thats my dumb intro post feel free to interact with her if you want))
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Post by Bane Emural on May 7, 2014 21:14:23 GMT
The Darkness grows where Runic is at. Drazion steps out of the Darkness and does a welcoming bow. "I am Drazion Reios, the God of Darkness. I welcome you to this newborn universe, though I wish that much of life will be born here for our influence and creations to live in. What say you?"
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 7, 2014 21:17:16 GMT
The Concepts of Day and Night looked down upon the mortal pony kneeling before Them with infinite kindness and love. A flicker of joy enough to send worlds overflowing with celebration, then calm seriousness. The Concept of the Sun looked down upon the pony, Her gaze becoming seemingly aloof this time, like a Goddess inspecting a mortal claiming worthiness of great power. " With great power comes great responsibility, Techno Blitz. Why should We grant you such authority and power?" Her tone was neutral, not aggressive or questioning, but calm, like a mother asking a dearly loved but naive child whether they truly wished to put themselves at risk of great pain. Tech looked up from his kneeling position and says, " To understand and grow. I have learned all I can and still my curiosity has not yet been sated. I know not what lays beyond but am will to give it my all. I know to a degree what responsibility comes when one has great power. My fortress is but a testament to that. I know that most need not or want not tools of war but in times of need one must do what they can to protect the ones they cherish. I know for a fact that I am not worthy of such a calling but I also know that for those with power and not understanding it will consume them. My fortress now sleeps to protect what one cherishes, when the need comes for it. with knowledge comes power with power comes responsibility. I do not know if I have what it takes to be a god but I sure as all Tarterus will give it my all to uphold the responsibility that comes with power." |
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Post by Moonbacon on May 7, 2014 21:34:27 GMT
The Darkness grows where Runic is at. Drazion steps out of the Darkness and does a welcoming bow. " I am Drazion Reios, the God of Darkness. I welcome you to this newborn universe, though I wish that much of life will be born here for our influence and creations to live in. What say you?" " Oh uh nice to meet you Drazion my names Runic Sigil the goddess of Nature. Are there any other ponies or should i say gods and goddeses in here?" Runic asked. |
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Post by Bane Emural on May 7, 2014 21:40:58 GMT
"There are, though I only know of the God of Light. Others seems to have appeared in this realm as well, but their exact location, I do not know. We may be able to meet them some time later on. It is a pleasure to meet you Lady Runic, Goddess of Nature." Drazion bows once again. Half of his body disappears into the Darkness.
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Post by wanderingmagus on May 7, 2014 23:16:31 GMT
The Concepts of Day and Night looked down upon the mortal pony kneeling before Them with infinite kindness and love. A flicker of joy enough to send worlds overflowing with celebration, then calm seriousness. The Concept of the Sun looked down upon the pony, Her gaze becoming seemingly aloof this time, like a Goddess inspecting a mortal claiming worthiness of great power. " With great power comes great responsibility, Techno Blitz. Why should We grant you such authority and power?" Her tone was neutral, not aggressive or questioning, but calm, like a mother asking a dearly loved but naive child whether they truly wished to put themselves at risk of great pain. Tech looked up from his kneeling position and says, " To understand and grow. I have learned all I can and still my curiosity has not yet been sated. I know not what lays beyond but am will to give it my all. I know to a degree what responsibility comes when one has great power. My fortress is but a testament to that. I know that most need not or want not tools of war but in times of need one must do what they can to protect the ones they cherish. I know for a fact that I am not worthy of such a calling but I also know that for those with power and not understanding it will consume them. My fortress now sleeps to protect what one cherishes, when the need comes for it. with knowledge comes power with power comes responsibility. I do not know if I have what it takes to be a god but I sure as all Tarterus will give it my all to uphold the responsibility that comes with power." Celestia Amaterasu Solaris Equestria, Concept of the Day, smiled as She heard the song of a world She had visited once upon a time in another life, three Ages ago. " You have shown yourself willing to work with others, and to be responsible with what powers you gain." Luna Nyx Selena Equestria, Concept of the Night, nodded in agreement. " The desire in your heart to use these powers for good is something to be admired by all. Yet will the love you feel for the ponies of both universes hold true, or will the Nightmare of fear, jealousy, bitterness, of betrayal, anger, greed, deceit, cruelty and tragedy win out? That is the question and the true test." The Sisters turned to look at Discordance Apophis Typon, God of Disharmony and Chaos, who shrugged. " Hey, I'm not in the whole mess-with-ponies'-minds-for-giggles business anymore. If You lot think the mortal's worth spending power on, go right on ahead. No tricks up My sleeves. See?" He rolled up His arms, exposing another pair of arms underneath before rolling them back down. " Then, Techno Blitz, Keeper of the Rainbow Fortress, We shall ask you the Threefold Question. Techno Blitz, Mortal, We ask you Once: Do you accept the responsibility and stewardship of the Realm of Technology?" |
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 7, 2014 23:31:14 GMT
Tech Stands and says, "I accept."
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Post by wanderingmagus on May 7, 2014 23:35:04 GMT
The first layer of magic appeared upon the horn of the Concept of the Sun, and it seemed as though a great power began to build before him, like the collective technology, the very concept of the technologies, of billions of ponies, griffons, Diamond Dogs, and more, was gathering in one place.
"Once have We asked, Once hast Thou answered. Techno Blitz, Mortal, We ask Thee twice: Dost thou accept the responsibility and stewardship of the Realm of Technology?"
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 7, 2014 23:47:45 GMT
Tech holds his ground and says, "Once I have answered. Now I say again. I accept."
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Post by wanderingmagus on May 7, 2014 23:49:17 GMT
The Sun and the Moon put Their brightly shining horns together, preparing to cast the spell.
"Twice have We asked, Twice hast Thou answered."
"Techno Blitz, Mortal, We ask Thee thrice and for the final time: Dost thou accept the responsibility and stewardship of the Realm of Technology?"
From this point forward, his decision would be irrevocable.
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on May 7, 2014 23:51:43 GMT
Tech Stand respectful and honorable before the sisters and says, "I, Techno Blitz, accept all that is, was and will be technology."
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Post by Mind Games on May 8, 2014 0:08:50 GMT
A speckled Earth Pony with a curly black mane void-trots onto the scene.
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Post by wanderingmagus on May 8, 2014 0:11:05 GMT
They Spoke in Unison, in Harmony, and Their Voices were the Voices of Goddesses, like the immortal Day and the immortal Night.
"SO BE IT."
The Sunlight and Moonlight hit him like an avalanche of ideas and thoughts and concepts and senses, spinning and clanking and whirring within him as power, authority, knowledge, wisdom, sheer PRESENCE flowed into Tech like a universe-sized warehouse full of Technology trying to fit into a nanometer-wide diffraction grating. It was like he was being torn apart with sheer Technology, no, TECHNOLOGY ITSELF was tearing apart... yet rather than painful it felt almost gentle, though almost frightening were it not for the Princesses' motherly, protective presence all about him. Everywhere, He felt, heard, smelled, tasted and thought TECHNOLOGY, EVERY cog, EVERY screw, EVERY nut and bolt and molecular engine, EVERYTHING. The technology of uncountable creatures, everywhere, EVERYWHERE, it WAS Him, HE WAS the technology, HE WAS the machine. Every technology, every tool, was HIM. He was everywhere at once, and nowhere, the whole universe, no more than an idea.
Everywhere, he felt, heard, smelled, tasted and thought technology, Technology everywhere, within and without and all about Him, flexing and charging and spinning and sliding at His command, as much a part of Him as His own body, as familiar as the back of His hoof. He KNEW the contents of each and every book, nay, He WAS the book, and had names for every wire and transistor and tiny microscopic logic gate ever manufactured the way a shepherd had names for each yew and lamb. He FELT the billions of billions of bits and bytes of data rushing and flowing and flying through the wires and optical fibers of the universe as if they were moving within Him, for they WERE. Yet it did not seem frightening at all, for He was in complete control.
He felt entire cities expanding in their own, slow way in the farthest reaches of Him, with an alien logic that was yet familiar like old friends. He felt His uncountable limbs moving and welding and building and drilling, breaking and being fixed, recycled and melting and reforged once more into Himself. He felt Himself moving in everything, in every building, every machine, every road and every rail, every house and piece of fabric.
He was a God. He was Technology. He was Tech.
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