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Post by Toz76 on Jul 14, 2021 1:46:36 GMT -5
This thread is for a project I'm working on similar to the Literary Mosaic Transposed and Rewritten threads. The idea is to start with page one of thread one of the game, cut out random non-sequitors that don't matter, rearrange things as needed when the plot jumps around too much, and try to sort things into neat arcs. I'm keeping as much as possible, directly cutting and pasting, only changing grammar when necessary to make it readable, so this will likely be very embarrassing for all of us, but at the end of it we'll have an easy reference for canon in the 3WSR universe.
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Post by Toz76 on Jul 14, 2021 2:47:02 GMT -5
Chapter 1: Return To Sodor
The famous 8 and Emily returned to Sodor 2 months later (after the old thread closed down). During the time, Sir Topham Hatt made a contract with a man named TGC to get more engines. Diesel 11 (user) had brought the Numbered Diesels home before STH and the engines did. The Diesels figured that they didn't want to die.
The engines had at last returned from their rail tour around the world. After visiting many countries and places, they were glad to be home. The Isle of Mann had been their last stop in their tour, and Top Hat was using his rail barges Frank and Eddie to bring the engines and rolling stock back.
The Tugs and engines alike were at Brendham Docks, honking horns and blowing whistles; a Hero's welcome home after such an amazing journey.
Sir Topham Hatt arrived back and walked into an office to have a discussion with someone
"So, the agreements settled, I will bring Nick tomorrow, and the others once I have time" the man said. "Yes, that will do, I hope this contract is better than the one with the other railway, I have engines sent here from the other railway and they fuel them, but it's not the cost, it's the engines themselves... Ah whatever, I have to get outside and talk to Norramby"
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The Evil Colorfolk had stowed away on Annie and Clarabel, and were now back on Sodor. Woman in Gold, however, had noticed, and got on as well, and was disguised as Woman in Yellow, who she had knocked out before getting on. Man in Black was giving orders to Man in Green, Woman in Purple, and Man in Rose. Woman in Gold saw a chance. She grabbed Green's stilts from underneath him and threw them at the Woman in Purple and Man in Rose, before revealing she is Woman in Gold.
"I like your effort Woman in Gold, but it isn't enough!"
Man in Black pushed Woman in Gold out of an open window, but she grabbed on to a rod.
"Excellent, you are living for one minute longer..."
Man in Black said as he prepared to go out and attack Woman in Gold, but Woman in Gold jumped from Clarabel to Annie and from Annie to Thomas.
"I need that metal rod," she said as she hopped into Thomas' cab, she grabbed it and went the other way, but then Man in Black made his way to Thomas' cab.
"Where is she?!" He asked to the driver, "I know she is in there!"
Woman in gold made her way around Annie, and approached man in Black, and when she got the chance she swung the pole at Man in Black, pushing him off the edge. Woman in Gold then hopped into Thomas' cab.
Just then, Man In Black grabbed her, as he had not truly fallen. Before he could 'finish the job', though, another black looking character jumped him.
"What the-"
It was Man In Jet.
Man in Jet and Woman in Gold returned to the rest of the good colorfolk, and they discussed the problem of the evil colorfolk...
Man in Gamboge declared, "Something must be done. The evil colormen are a disgrace!"
"But what? I don't even remember who the evil colormen are!" Said man in Heliotrope.
Luckily, Man in White had a list.
Just before he was about to read it, however, a fierce wind tore it out of his hands.
"Hey!" he cried.
Man in White remembered, and spoke to Man in Gamboge and Man in Heliotrope
"Ah yes, of course. I remember now; the evil colormen are:
1. Man in Red 2. Man in Crimson 3. Man in Scarlet 4. Man in Brick 5. Man in Cardinal 6. Man in Ruby 7. Man in Rose 8. Man in Reddish 9. Man in Salmon 10. Man in Magenta 11. Man in Baby Blue 12. Man in Black 13. Man in Green 14. Man in Yellow 15. Man in Off-White 16. Man in Ghost White 17. Man in Amber Apricot 18. Man in Orange 19. Man in Purple
"and a couple colorwomen; don't remember which ones though."
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Over in a field nearby, man in Ghost White grabbed the list and chuckled. He gave it to man in Off-White, who burned it.
"That'll teach them!" Said Man In Ghost White.
Man In Off-White held something up. "I found it," he declared...
"The Helmet Of Cronk!"
"Let's burn it!" said Man In Ghost White.
"No, let's crush it!" said his friend.
"Why not just run it over with a train?" said Ghost White.
"Or a car!" said the second.
"Hey, what's going on?" Man in off white said. The Helmet suddenly heated up to super-hot temperatures, forcing him to drop it.
"What the heck?" Man in Ghost white said. To their horror, suddenly an armor-clad man manifested before them
"Alteria of Cronk!?"
"The first Man in White!?"
"Correct. So you dare to try and take possession of my helmet? You are neither of my bloodline nor are you good of heart. You are not worthy of its power!" And as he phased out of existence, so to the did the helmet.
"Rats!" Man in Off-white said
Now they had to rethink their strategy.
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Meanwhile, the Red Warriors were planning something.
"We can't get our artifacts because we aren't "pure of heart". So we need to make our own!"
"But how?"
"Easy! We just need to train ourselves in the same crafts as our ancestors!"
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Meanwhile, Man In Black decided to destroy Man In Jet. As the latter was sleeping, MIB crept up a raised his knife... but the blade fell out of the hilt, so when Man in Black when to stab him, all he did was wake up Man in Jet, and piss him off.
"Wih maq torka dly!" And the Man in Black was flown back, outside.
"Gret dlook morka skry" The Man in Black was suddenly frozen in... solid Honey, of all things.
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Meanwhile, the Man in Yellow was trying to figure out how to go good again, but it was hard. You see, the Man in Yellow is a timid, quiet man. Though considered "evil" he'd rather not be, but he doesn't have the guts to stand up to the likes of man in red, black or green. This is made worse because among the evil colormen, yellow is considered a "weak" color. He is often pushed around easily.
The fact that he is 5'2", 140 pounds, and rather small for his age doesn't make this any easier.
One day he was thinking...
"Maybe the colorwomen can help!"
Since Woman in Pink had been purified, only the women in Forest Green, Yellow, Orange, Brick, and Sepia remained evil. The two yellow colorfolk were in a secret relationship, so Man in Yellow felt he could trust Woman in Yellow.
He found her talking to Woman in Orange.
He couldn't make out much, but as soon as Woman in Orange left, Woman In Yellow came over to him.
"It's worse than we thought; the Shades of Red want to reforge their artifacts."
"We gotta get out of here, and warn the others. But how?"
Man in Yellow really liked Woman in Yellow. Like him, she was also 28, but rather small for her age. She was 5'1", so she was literally the only person on his level. Woman in Yellow also wanted nothing to do with the evil colorfolk.
Man in yellow further reminded her "every time I try to stand up to the big guys, I always fall short..." he then went very red, embarrassed at what he just said about himself.
"What if the two of us volunteer to go on an espionage mission, then desert and warn Man In Blue?"
"Brilliant, honey!"
Five minutes of convincing later, they were off!
CommentQuoteEditlikedislikePost OptionsPost by frankthetriviaman on Aug 9, 2015 at 9:12am "Where do we need to go?" The Woman in Yellow asked the Man in Yellow
"We need to get to the Great Hall; its the Headquarters for the Colormen."
"But how can we convince them that we are good again?"
"I don't know... if only I had my family's bow..."
"Huh?"
"You know, like bow and arrow. But that's not important right now; let's go!" He said as they went off.
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Meanwhile a new engine arrived at the docks, a yellow tank engine that looked like a larger Duncan, but with one siderod straight through the 2 wheels on each side, and had "Nick" on the nameplates...
Ten Cents was pulling a lumber barge when he saw the new engine "Oh Hello there, who are you?"
"Oh, I'm Nick, have you seen Sir Topham Hatt anywhere?" Nick said.
No, I'm afraid not, he apparently had to talk to some "Sir Robert Noramby"" Ten Cents said.
"That means he is at Knapford, as Robert was controlling the railway for a while" Nick said, as he went off to Knapford.
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Meanwhile, the evil colorfolk had made their way to the Z's island, and was helping them expand, and Man In Black was free and using his metal manipulating power to bend rails in the right positions, the railway on the Z's island was coming together, and whenever people came to keep them on watch the evil colormen took them out, and the evil colormen had made a new base on use island, and planned to use the Z stacks to their advantage...
The evil colormen were getting introduced to the Z-stacks
"And this here is Zorran, Zebedee, Zug, and Zip."
"hello there" Man in red said
"What do you want!?" Zorran said back
"Jeez, just because we're evil doesn't mean we're rude." He quipped.
"Zorran is like that 9/10 times" Zug said to Man In Red. "Zug." Zorran said, looking over at Zug, Zug got the point and looked away nervously.
"Wait, only four of you?" Man In Red said, confused.
"Well, there used to be five of us, but Zak..."turned"." Zebedee explained
Just then, the new Captain Zero walked over... he was a descendant of the original.
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Man In Silver was in the Great Hall training grounds, getting some practice in with his gauntlet.
Just then, Man In Aqua raced up.
"Where's Aquamarine?" he cried. "I've got to find him!"
"The last I saw of him, he was by the shore," said Man In Silver.
Man In Aqua raced away to see his best friend. He had dreadful news.
Man In Aquamarine was tired out. He had just finished a mission involving Scuba diving in the Irish Sea. He was really tired; he had just been in the water for six hours
"Are you sure this is the right area?" He asked the Colorman with him, the Man In Navy Blue responded
"Yes, I'm sure. The shipwreck is here, and on it, we will find the artifact of my lineage; the Telescope of Astabar."
Man In Aquamarine sighed, and prepared to nap.
When he got to the coast, he found the Man In Royal Blue sitting on the boat deck of the boat they were doing their diving from.
"Hey, have you seen Aquamarine?"
"Yea, he's down below; he's been diving for a while and..."
Man in Aqua raced below deck, finding Man In Aquamarine sleeping in one of the bunks.
"Wake up! Wake up!" he shouted.
"What the heck is going on?" asked Aquamarine.
Meanwhile, Man In Blue and Man In Gold had made the most fascinating discovery.
Man In Gold was performing his usual duties in the Colormen Archives. As he carefully handled ancient manuscripts and fragile texts, he came across one that stood out. It was in relatively good shape, and the text was still clear enough to make out the words. Reading the old language, he was shocked at what he was reading. He quickly ran to find his friend. Luckily, Man In Blue was coming into the archives anyway.
"Danny! Danny! I think we finally have something that can shed some light on the Colorwomen."
Do we now?" Man In Blue glanced over the first page or two, then smiled
"Jackpot. Now we can finally shed some light on some lingering questions."
Man In Gold smiled, proud of his finding.
"By the way Steven... it's Daniel."
"Sorry." He said.
"Several of these languages could be problematic; I think we will need some help." Man In Blue observed
"We should go find Woman In Silver; she told me she works as a librarian, so maybe she'll have knowledge helpful to us."
"Agreed." Man In Blue said as they left the Colormen Great Hall. "Wait... how will we find her? I don't think she has a cell phone." Man In Gold said.
They stopped just outside of the Great Hall; suddenly confused.
"She's staying in dorm six, remember?"
"She is?"
"Yes!"
"Then let's go get her!"
Soon, all three were hard at work.
To avoid confusion, they worked on it one paragraph at a time. Many of these languages were long dead, so it was a time-consuming process.
"By the way, when can I start coming in through the front door? Don't get me wrong, im grateful you guys got me a room in the Great Hall, but I'm tired of having to enter through the window."
Man In Blue sighed "I'm really sorry. The doors were enchanted by Matthew Erdagovern and Arthur Blackson themselves. They may not have locks, but they "know" when people go to them, and will not open for anyone who isn't a Colorman or family of a Colorman."
"And you can't remove this enchantment?" Woman In Silver asked
"We tried... It didn't work out so well." Man In Gold explained, before lifting up his sleeve to show some bandages. "Oh." Woman In Silver said, surprised.
"I'll get man in Periwinkle to build a massive floor-to-ceiling window with a doorknob, hinges and a lock." Man in Blue declared.
Meanwhile, the Yellows had reached the Great Hall. They climbed through a window, and ran straight into Woman In Blue.
"Quick, hide!" Man In Yellow said as he and Woman in Yellow hid behind a conveniently placed dresser. "What do we do?" Woman In Yellow asked. Man In Yellow saw a lampshade and a cardboard box, and had an idea.
Man In Yellow crawled while inside the cardboard box, and Woman In Yellow tip toed while wearing a lampshade on her head. As Woman In Blue came nearer, the stood absolutely still, and Woman In Blue walked by without giving us much of a glance. The Yellows stared in shock
"I can't believe that worked." Woman In Yellow said.
"I guess being short has its advantages." Man In Yellow said.
"Wait, won't we supposed to ask someone for help? We're here to join them, aren't we?" Asked Woman In Yellow.
Man In Yellow suddenly went red with embarrassment... He couldn't even come up with a rebuttle to this.
"I...uh...i..." ("Now you've done it, she's gonna dump you for sure you idiot!" He thought in his head)
So he spoke up "Hey! Woman In Blue!"
"ahh!! A talking carboard box!" Woman In Blue screamed
"No, wait! I..." But Woman In Blue was already moving in
"Why do these things always happen to me?!" Man In Yellow said as he practically began crying.
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Meanwhile, Diesel 11 (user) was with the Numbered Diesels. They had recently acquired a new member of the team, Diesel 13. Considered a jinx, he was one more of the long-lost Numbered Diesels found again.
(To clarify: D-11 = user, Diesel 11= engine)
"Well, can we meet him?" Diesel 12 asked.
"I'm afraid its not that simple. You see, when I say I "found" him, I meant that I contacted the family of his old owner and now I am Diesel 13's legal owner. Even if he is a jinx, he's still one of you, and I have the patience to do what I can for him." D-11 said.
"So you're saying we have to find him?" Diesel 10 asked.
"Afraid so." D-11 sighed. "His family said he's in an old shed on the western part of the island, so let's go find him." The numbered Diesels set off.
Meanwhile, in a shed in Knapford, Diesel 13 slept peacefully in his shed. Though he himself was on rails, the rails leading to the shed had been ripped up years ago, and the points leading to the shed replaced by small siding; the buffers about 20 feet from the shed doors.
Diesel 13 awoke for a moment, feeling something on him... it was only a small bird. "Ah well, at least I have their company." He said as he dozed off.
Meanwhile...
the other diesels were hot on the trail! In fact, they were right next to the shed!
"Ok, so he's somewhere in Knapford. Where would an old shed like that be?" Diesel 11 said. Diesel 12 saw a Siding and went to rest for a bit. 20 feet away from the buffers was a shed. But Diesel 12 simply thought "No way an engine can be in there... there's no rails."
Then Diesel 11 shouted, "There's a shed! Check in there, D12."
So Diesel 12 did.
Diesel 12 looked inside the shed Diesel 11 told him to check, but all he saw was a table with a disc on it that read "TATMRR Director's Cut" "meh, that is useless" diesel 12 said, unaware of how everybody currently reading this was facepalming, Diesel 12 looked back at the shed with no rails, and then saw some leftover ballast going towards the shed, curious, he asked D11 about it.
Diesel 11 didn't give him the answer he was expecting. "Get back in that shed and get the TATMRR Director's Cut!!" "You don't have to get so fired up about it!"
D-11 (user) came out of the shed "No Director's cut in here; just a sleeping diesel engine." As he walked over to the shed with the Director's cut, he went back into the shed and grabbed the TATMRR DC. As he did he saw him...
Diesel 13.
D11 then suddenly looked back at the directors cut, "wait a minute" he said to himself. He then tapped the diesel on the buffers...
The diesel woke up. "Wha-?" Diesel 11 (user) asked, "Are you by any chance Diesel 13?" "Why, yes!" replied the diesel.
D-11 spoke to the engine "Well, you certainly took a while to find. Anyway, I am D-11, your new owner."
Diesel 13 was surprised. "It is nice to meet you sir; so since the rails have been long ripped up and given my... history of problems, am I staying here?" Diesel 13 asked.
"Of course not! I'm going to fix you up and reunite you with your brothers!" "B-brothers, sir?" "Yes." "This is the best day of my life!" "I'm glad. Oh, and one more thing." "Yes?" "Please don't call me 'sir'. It doesn't feel proper. Your brothers just call me Diesel 11, or D11 for short, so you can too."
"Alright... D-11."
"Excellent; now, I just need to make arrangements with Sir Topham to get some rails over here." He said as he pulled out his phone.
Diesel 13 then asked "By they way, given that I am a jinx, what are you going to do with me? I can't exactly do much since I always break down." He pointed out.
D-11 thought it over, then told him...
"I don't think you are a jinx" D11 said, D11 went back to the other diesels, and they went back to Knapford sheds, when D11 thought of something, "how about we find diesel 8?" He thought...
"No, not yet. We need to fix D13 up first. THEN we'll find D8."
"Ok." The other diesels said in agreement.
D-11 went to check up on D-13 again. "Why do you think I am not a jinx?" Diesel 13 asked.
"Because there are no such things as jinxes. You may break down suddenly, and even kill someone (accidently), but that's just because of how you were built. Once we fix you up, the 'curse' will be lifted."
"How I was built? Are you saying that someone cut corners when I was constructed?" Diesel 13 asked, realization dawning.
"I'm not really sure. However, we'll figure it out."
Over the next few days, rails went down and the shed doors were opened. On the day they were to pull Diesel 13 out of the shed, Diesel 12 was attached via a rope to Diesel 13. When given the signal, Diesel 12 began to pull. He pulled and pulled, put little did he know that rust had formed over the years, effectively fusing Diesel 13's wheels to the rails in the shed. Diesel 12 pulled and pulled, but then disaster struck!
The cable snapped, and Diesel 12 went flying down the track behind him. He was going backwards so fast, when he tried to put his brakes on, they failed and broke. Soon, there was a sharp turn, and he came right off the rails! "HELP!!!!" He screamed as he flew backwards straight into the fuel depot behind him.
"Diesel 12, are you all right?" D-11 asked... but suddenly there were sparks, and the fuel caught fire. In a matter of seconds the depot was up in flames as the inferno engulfed Diesel 12.
"Oh no! What do we do?" Diesel 10 said
"Do not fear my brothers! Diesel 6 to the rescue!" Suddenly a look alike of Diesel 10 appeared, but instead of a claw, he had a foam cannon on top of him. He started fighting the fire. "I can't hear his screams, I hope we're not too late" Diesel 6 said.
"Its all my fault; I truly am a jinx!" Diesel 13 said as he started crying.
The next thing to happen was...
the fire was put out! "Phew!" said everyone. "Are you OK, Diesel 12?" asked Diesel 11 (engine).There was no response, so Diesel 6's driver got out to inspect. Unique among the numbered diesels, Diesel 6 needed a driver because Diesel 6 had a limited field of view, so the Sodor Fire and Rescue Department (his owners) gave him a driver to help with aiming his foam cannon.
All he found inside the fuel depot was the charred remains of fuel drums and containers... and a burned out hulk of a class 40.
The driver walked out and said mournfully "I'm afraid... we've lost him."
"NOO!!!!!" Everyone screamed together.
"I Can't believe it! I won't believe it! There must be a mistake!" The engines began screaming together.
Then D-11 (user) got everyone's attention.
"Now listen here, my Diesels, and Diesel 6..."
"...engines are different than people. People are gone for good, but engines can be brought back to life."
"The only problem is it can take a while for the engines to regain their memories, sometimes a few days, sometimes weeks, so if he doesn't remember you right away it is completely normal" D11 said to the diesels. **********************
Meanwhile TGC was on the other railway with one of his engines, an orange tender engine, Chance. They saw a diesel railcar being put in a scrap siding when they were looking out for engines to save, the railcar looked around, but didn't see TGC. "
I thought we were friends 3842, but I was apparently wrong" the railcar said to the engine shunting her into place. "
I don't want to do this but if I don't it will be both of us in the sidings instead, I'm in trouble as is" 3842 said.
TGC walked over to the diesels, however 3842 mistook him for the other railway controller "uh, hello boss, just, uh, doing my orders" he said.
"I'm not your boss, but listen, you can come with me and take the railcar with you, and I'll put both of you under good repair, you don't seem to be in the best shape" TGC said, but it was then when a diesel approached.
"Go! TGC said as he grabbed onto a handrail on 3842, the diesel tried to approach the railcar at the front, as 3842 was going backwards, TGC jumped from 3842 onto Chance and changed lines to in front of the diesel going after 3842, and then pushed back to the railcar, and on full throttle raced back over the bridge to the north western railway, where Chance stopped at the nearest station. The railcar looked at TGC, who had walked out of Chance and over to her.
"If you are wondering, my name is Clara" the railcar said to TGC.
"Call me TGC, let's get back to the forum..."
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Meanwhile, on the Skarloey Railway, the engines had gathered for the night.
Skarloey and Rheneas were telling the Story of how they came to Sodor to the other narrow gauge engines. Sir Handel, Peter Sam, Rusty and Duncan had heard the story, but surprisingly, Ivo Hugh, Duke, Fred the Diesel and Luke hadn't. Millie hadn't heard it either, but since she's owned by the Earl, she has a private shed near Ulfstead Castle.
"And that's how we came to live here." Skarloey finished
"Amazing." Ivo Hugh said
"I wonder if I have a twin somewhere." Luke added "Something does bother me though." Duke said
"What's that?" Asked Rheneas
"What happened to Neil?" He asked
Skarloey sighed "we don't know. After the S&M railroad went bankrupt, his two brothers were sold for scrap, and he... Well, last we heard of him he was deemed obsolete."
"Actually..." Said Rheneas "I didn't know how to being this up but... He was sold for scrap, around the turn of the century." Skarloey sighed "you mean..." "Hold on, I'm not finished. He was sold for scrap, but he never arrived at the smelter's yard. My driver at the time had gotten wind of an accident involving a collapsing tunnel and a trapped engine. Thing is, no one knows where that tunnel is, so no ones been able to say if the story is true."
"And after more than a century, no doubt any rails from the Sodor and Mainland line that were left have long rusted away." Peter Sam said sadly
The engines all had a moment of silence for Neil; a good friend to Skarloey and Rheneas.
Just then, a workman came up and said, "The Thin Controller is funding a project to find Neil."
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"So, you want to apply to join the colormen?" Asked Woman in Pink to the person across from her.
"Yes", said the figure. The two were sitting around a campfire deep inside an unidentified forest. "But the thing is, I was born female. Do you think that will affect the prism's magic?"
"I don't know," said Woman In Pink. "I'm not exactly "in the loop" with the colormen at present, but if you want to be the next Man In Pink, I won't stop you- oh no! The Bronze Mage!"
The Bronze Mage, with Percy Silver at his heels, entered the clearing. "Surrender, Woman In Pink!"
"Never!" She replied, chanting "Oma brals niet com...
And she managed to freeze the bronze mage in solid... uh, bronze.
Woman in Pink had been long purified of her evil, so she knew what she had to do.
"I must warn the others." She decided. She made her way to the Great Hall of the Colormen, where, incredibly, the doors opened for her... something which does not usually happen.
Coming full circle, she found herself in the same corridor and Man and Woman In Yellow, and Woman in Blue
"Ahh!! A talking cardboard box!" Woman In Blue shouted
"Why does this always happen to me!?" Man In Yellow said
"That's not a box!" Woman In Pink yelled
"Woman In Yellow!?"
"Woman In Blue?!"
"Man In Yellow!?"
"Woman In Pink?!"
"What is going on here?!" Woman in Blue said
"We're defecting to your side and have important information!" Man In Yellow said
"And I have information on the bronze mage!" Woman In Pink replied
"Shouldn't you be in High School or something?" Woman In Blue asked Man In Yellow
"I'm 28!" He shouted; but it was more of a nervous shout than a angry shout.
"Really? You look 17." Woman In Pink observed
Man In Yellow gulped and tried to speak "anyway, we wanted to tell you that we have left the evil colorfolk" from that, his family's bow appeared in his hands, "The bow of Eskal!" Man In Yellow said "that proves he is telling the truth" Woman In Blue said...
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Meanwhile, Diesel 12 and Diesel 13 were being mended. Diesel 12 had been brought back to life again, and now just needed a few repairs. It would take longer for D13, though.
"Ok, how's Diesel 12 doing?" The foreman said
"Repairs are coming along nicely for the engine, but the claw was unsalvageable." The worker said, pointing to the remains of the claw. "The heat was so intense it melted and fused the hydrolic components together, so it's effectively a solid chunk of metal now." He explained
"Can we replace the claw?" He asked.
"Regretfully no. You see, the Claws were patented and built by the Allcroft-Mitton Company, which went bankrupt in 2003. If they were still around, replacing it would be as easy as calling them up." He sighed
"Diesel 12 won't like this." The foreman said, as he prepared to break the news to him.
"I can't have my claw again?!"
Diesel 11 (user) walked in. "No worries! My company Claws, Inc. will replace it. I can't believe you forgot about that, foreman!"
"Er, well... How can you make these claws if they were patented?" The Forman asked, confused.
D-11 explained "I was friends with the owner, so not too long after Allcroft-Mitton Co. Went bankrupt..."
"Well, there goes a chance for potential character development," quipped the foreman, interrupting D-11.
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Meanwhile, Man In Yellow was happy. He finally wasn't an evil colorman.
He then went to finally meet Man In Blue
Man In blue was still working on the color women scroll with man in gold and woman in silver, when Man In Yellow and woman in yellow entered
"Man in yellow? Your artifact?! So you really are good then." He observed
"Indeed. Me and my female counterpart have important information on the evil color folk."
"And I have information on the bronze Mage." Woman in pink said as she entered.
"Really? What is it?" "Well, he's..." "I'm afraid I'm going to have to kill you," said a voice. "MAN IN BLACK!!"
"If I could just get inside the Great Hall, you know I would!" He screamed; because he was evil, the doors would not open and he could not enter.
"Man in Black, you will never enter this place until you are good again!" Man In Blue declared
"Grewa drewa Melka gry!" A voice shouted. Suddenly, man in black was trapped inside a giant, unopened banana peel!
"Agh! What the!" He screamed.
"Well done Man in light yellow!" Man in blue said as man In light yellow entered the room
"I told you that spell was useful" he said as he laughed.
Then, they saw the building fade. "What the-" Man In Red walked up. "This building was a hologram. It was a trap to get you here." Then the Shades of Red attacked.
"Why isn't the hologram fading?" Man in red said.
"Did you really think we would fall for such a simple trick? this is the real great hall, you're hologram was long disabled" Man in blue said as the shades of of red were forced to retreat.
Man in yellow was finally able to speak "anyway, the shades of red, they want to recover their artifacts!"
"What?!" Those present declared.
But WAIT! Man In Black was just making a ruse to fool them! The building started to fade, as Man In Red lifted his dagger to kill Man In Blue....
Just then, man in blue did something unexpected.
"Stop this right now! Writer, what the heck? No colorman would be fooled by a fake great hall, there is only one great hall, and its location is known and set in stone!" He screamed at him.
The writer just said "to be honest, I was hoping you wouldn't notice that; could you just go with it for now? We'll address it later."
"Thank you." Man in blue said as he returned to the scene.
"Like I said man in red, I'm always two steps ahead."
"Fres mak tolra triha dny!" And the shades of red's pants turned into rockets and they blasted away.
"Ok, we've fought then off for now; please return us to the great hall."
At the true, real great hall, the colormen returned, greeted by the man in periwinkle.
"What happened?" He asked
"No idea." Man in blue said as they returned inside. The site of the archives assuring them this was the real hall.
Woman in yellow proceeded to talk "anyway, they are determined to get their artifacts." She continued...
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Diesel 12's new claw had been attached, and he was now totally fine. Diesel 13 was also coming along nicely.
Just then, there was an explosion. It came from the Dieselworks.
"Agh! What happened!?" The foreman yelled as he tried to make sense of the smoke around him.
"We tried to start Diesel 13's engine and it just blew up. Whoever put this engine in didn't do a good job." The worker said.
"That did all this?" The Forman said, shocked.
Diesel 11 walked back in. "No damage done, just to D13, I'm afraid."
"Um... Hello?" Diesel 13 said, now reduced to a face on a plate of metal.
He was quickly reattached to his body.
It took a while, but eventually he was rebuilt and ready to go.
He prepared to go, his driver went through a checklist (his previous owner never let him go off on his own, nor is it known if his controls are "programmed" like the others). They tried to get him to start, but then his engine started smoking.
"Oh no! I truly am a jinx!" He said, terrified.
Just then, a workman rushed up. "I forgot this piece!" he said, and stuck it in. Diesel 13 roared to life, and started off without his driver. "You are programmed!"
"I think that's my piece actually, remember how the colormen cut a hole in myself while they grabbed some shards from inside me?" Diesel 11 said.
"No, we fixed that," said Diesel 11 (user). "We did? Sorry."
"That was repaired a while ago." The workman who actually did the repair pointed out.
Diesel 13's driver ran up to D-11 (user) and fell on his knees crying
"Please don't fire me! I have a wife and 3 kids to support!" He said, breaking down.
"Fire you! Of course not! I'm going to give you and D6's driver a better job!" "Who, me?" asked Diesel 6's driver. "Yes. I gave him some better vision, so he won't need you anymore. So, you to can have a different job. I'll let you choose any job you want, and if you do the job well, you can keep it. So, take your pick."
D-11's assistant came up to him, apparently there was a problem.
"Um, sir, Diesel 6 is currently owned by Sodor Fire and Rescue Co; we don't have authority over him right now. And since he's the only foam-based firefighting engine on Sodor right now, he's to valuable to turn over to you." He pointed out.
The fire chief came in "I understand that you want to reunite the brothers, but he is too valuable an asset to us." He explained.
"That's perfectly fine, and you can keep him with you, but you see, I did buy him." Diesel 11 (user) showed them the papers. "Oh, okay, so you've bought him, but we can still use him?" "Yes." "That's fine."
"Now, what jobs did you want?" asked Diesel 11 to the two former drivers.
"Well, that's just it, I'm a firefighter by trade, so what could I do?" Diesel 6's driver said.
"I still need someone to maintain me." Diesel 6 pointed out "and during a fire, my foam canisters still need replacing when they run out, and I can't do that." Diesel 6 pointed out.
"I guess you can say I can "look after" diesel 6" he said
"When fighting fires, someone always needs to have your back." Diesel 6 said. The former driver nodded in agreement
Diesel 13's driver said "the only other thing I know besides driving trains is accounting, how could that help you?" He asked.
"Well, I AM a multi-trillionaire, so I have a LOT of place where I need accounting done."
Just then, a call rang out.
"Diesel 6, a plane's crashed in a field; the passengers and crew managed to evacuate, but there's a fire that could spread at any moment!" The fire chief called.
"Roger, let's go!" Diesel 6 said Roger the fireman boarded diesel 6 and they sped off.
Should we follow them?" Diesel 12 asked D-11 (user).
"If you want." "Let's go!" said Diesel 12 to Diesel 11.
"Now, in which of my businesses do you want a job?"
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"That railway will pay. And so will the colorfolk. Now, to prepare my plan."
Man In Infrared climbed aboard Skiff.
"I have the dynamite you requested," said Sailor John. "Where to?"
As they sailed under the Big Dipper, Man In Infrared saw it: the edge of the set. And beyond it, a massive wall, as far as the eye could see.
"The fourth wall," he chuckled. "I hope you brought enough dynamite, because we're going to break it."
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Thomas and Bertie were having another race. Thomas had inched ahead, but Bertie was getting closer.
"Wait a second, didn't our drivers tell us not to have another race?" Thomas asked
"Yes, now quit it you two. Hold on, what's that?" Thomas's driver said. Thomas and Bertie came to a stop... there was a crashed plane in the field!
"Oh my goodness! Is there a doctor or paramedic aboard?!" Thomas yelled to Annie and Clarabel. Bertie asked the same question.
Just then Diesel 6 arrived.
"All right six, you know what to do!" Roger the fireman said.
"Right!" Diesel 6 could see the plane, which was close enough that it was in range to be hit with the foam cannon, but far enough that the rails were not affected.
"This is fireman Roger, calling all units, we have a downed plane..."
At that moment, Diesel 11 arrived with some of his numbered diesels
"You think there's anything we can do?" Diesel 11 (engine) asked D-11.
Then he remembered that Diesel 11 (user) wasn't there...
He was waiting for Diesel 13's driver's answer. "Well, I'll..."
... give him a call.
* ring- ring
"Hello."
"Hi, boss? We've come to the crash site, and we were wondering if you thought there could be something we could do to help here."
D-11 thought it over "I know. You could stay out of the way until I get there. Bye! Okay" (to Diesel 13's driver) "what job do you want?"
"If you've got a job where you need an accountant, I'll work for any one of them." He said.
D-11 looked through his portfolio
"Let's see... Albert's Apparel, Buster Brick Co., Charlie's Chocolate Co., Doofenshmirtz Evil inc.,"
"Wait, what?!" Diesel 13's driver, Darren said, swearing he heard that name before, and it didn't belong in this universe.
The reason he remembered that was because Man In Infared blew up the fourth wall!
But the shock of what he saw was so great, it blew his mind to the point that he was rendered comatose.
"What a shame; very few are capable of handling "the awareness" without losing their minds" Man In Blue said as he winked to the readers.
But back at meeting, D-11 had some explaining to do.
"wait for what?" D-11 asked
"Did you say Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc?" Darren asked.
*man in infrared briefly Wakes up
"don't worry everyone, you'll see me again soon." Before fainting again.
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Post by Toz76 on Jul 14, 2021 3:04:52 GMT -5
Chapter 2: Steal and Steel
Man In Capri was escorting Man In Yelow to a dorm.
"Could I have a tissue?" Asked Man In Yellow.
"Sure" said Man In Capri. He chanted "Pilu'k pilik furraeh"... and got both of them trapped in a fishbowl.
"Oops."
"Well as long as we're in here..." said Man In Yellow, "cam you keep a secret?"
So he told Man In Capri about his feelings for Woman In Yellow.
"...and I just can't bring myself to admit my feelings for her. Sure, we do have a bit of a relationship (according to page 2), but I whenever I try to admit my feelings, I either faint or just... just... not talk. I tell you, it sucks being unable to stand up for yourself." He said as he began to break down.
Man In Capris observed "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me. By the way, shouldn't you be in high school?" Man In Capris asked.
"I'm 28... but I don't deny I look 17 and am 5'2"." he followed up with.
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At the Dieselworks, a pair of men in all black had snuck behind the dieselworks. They came to the old, forgotten engine behind the dieselworks and grinned deviously.
"Easy pickings Mack."
"Like always Morris."
Truth be told, in the last ten years there must have been 80 burglaries on that engine; but these two guys alone accounted for 1/3 of them.
Diesel 2 slept peacefully as the "Sodor Scrapmen" got to work. "Looks like most of the easy pickings are gone... Amateurs, time to go for the real gold." They began ripping open various panels and stripping out the copper wiring, and any other metal components that could be taken in their backpacks.
10 minutes after they started, they were already leaving.
Like taking candy from a baby." Morris said.
"I'm thinking 500 pounds easy on this one." Mack agreed.
"It! You! Stop right there!" A workman tried to stop them, but they were already getting away
"Darn it! That's the eighth time this year!" He said angrily.
Diesel 2 only just woke up "well, what did they take this time?" He asked.
back with D-11 and the driver "well, whatever company you need an accountant for, I'll work for it." He said.
Just then Diesel 11 (user) heard shouting. "What the!"
Darren was confused. "Is something wrong?" He asked come to think of it, he wasn't even sure where they were at the moment.
"Yes, something is wrong! I'm calling the police!" "Why?" "Thieves!"
At the dieselworks, the workman went to find the foreman.
"diesel 2 has been burglarized sir."
"Again?!" He pulled out a piece of paper and put another tally on it. "That makes number 84."
"Should we call the police sir?"
"Why bother? Every time we catch one of the crooks another takes its place." He said.
"If you say so." The workman said; he wasn't going to argue with his boss.
Just then Diesel 11 (user) walked up. "Did you say Diesel 2?!" "Yes, sir." "You mean he's been sitting back there for 20 years and nobody told me?!?!" "We thought you knew." "Get him out IMMEDIATELY!!"
"We would, except he's missing half his wheels."
"What are you talking about?" D-11 asked.
"He's been burglarized more than 80 times; he's missing about 1/3 of his parts." The worker explained. "This one time the burglars got really crafty and completely stole its front wheelbase." He continued. "Went from being a Bo-Bo to a Bo." He quipped.
"Why didn't you tell me about this?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?"
"He's an obsolete design that suffered a catastrophic failure" the foreman took over. "Quite frankly, he'll cost more to repair than he's worth."
Meanwhile, the Sodor Scrappers, Morris and Mack, emerged from a scrap dealer, a size able wad of cash in each other's hand. Honest people were still at work or school, so they emerged onto an empty street.
"I told you some of those parts were actually worth something." Morris said
"Quite right; 800 pounds is a hefty amount even for the both of us." Mack replied.
"You did good Mack; drinks are on me tonight."
"Don't have too much Morris; tomorrow we hit the scrapyard on the Brendham line." Mack reminded him.
"No witnesses to get a good look at our faces... All cash transactions, no questions asked... I tell you, it's the perfect crime." They said as they went to their favorite pub.
Just then a policeman walked up. "Did you say 'perfect crime'?" "Er, uh, no..." "I'm taking you in."
Meanwhile, Diesel 11's temper was still boiling. "I have unlimited resources, and I could fix Diesel 2 and not miss the money. Why don't you ever remember that? I should fire you on the spot!"
Diesel 11 had just threatened his foreman's job. The foreman's face changed. "Look, pal, if you think you can do a better job than me, go ahead. I quit."
"You what?! I didn't say you would be fired; I just said I SHOULD fire you for not notifying me of Diesel 2!" "Humph! Goodbye!" "Well, then, Diesel 13's driver, you are the new foreman."
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Meanwhile, Mack and Morris had gotten away from the constable, having explained that "perfect crime" was an expression. They were still wary as they returned to Hackenback, where they lived in one half of a run-down, vandalized duplex.
"Anything on the news, Mike?"
"Hmm... Missing Shoe found, Carrot Snatcher still at large... what kind of news is this?"
"It's certainly pretty lame."
"Oh, here's something about the Crosby Oil Spill."
"You know, it's kind of weird... a massive disaster strikes Crosby and displaces everyone, and all the authors care about is a "World Steam Tour"."
"Yeah, and didn't the entire city of Tidmouth, excluding the engine sheds, burn down?"
"And Gordon took all the displaced people to the Sodor Steamworks!"
"At least there were no fatalities."
"But still, shouldn't there have been some ramifications? The NWR is developing Tidmouth Harbour, even though the city is gone!"
The two began trying to puzzle out various continuity errors, little realizing that until today they had had no idea that they were characters.
Man In Infrared had broken the fourth wall. It was beginning.
Then, the writer stopped and thought things over.
Hmm... he's right, there were various continuity errors. I know! I'll correct them in one post:
Tidmouth burning down: turns out that was mass hysteria; Tidmouth never really burned down and the only things that did burn down were a couple abandoned warehouses, but they were so big people observing the fire from a distance thought the whole town burned down
Oil spill- Well, when it wasn't a lot of oil to begin with, the clean up doesn't take that long. (After all it was just a few oil tankers, not a giant ship like the Exxon Valdez)
And perhaps the people have subsequently been returned... and the Tidmouth burning down I'll probably leave out when I reconstruct the stuff I lost." He observed.
Now back to the story
The foreman came back "wait a second, what just happened?! You don't even have the power to fire me, I work for the NWR, not you!" He said.
So the driver was given a job as an accountant in one of D-11's many companies, and now we return this story to the colorman.
"about time!" Man In Blue said as he sat with Man In Gold and Woman In Silver.
"So, where are we on this scroll?" He asked them; Man In Silver and Man In White were tasked with talking to Man and Woman In Yellow while these three finished working on the important scroll.
"Unbelievable... this scroll may completely change our history as we know it." Man In Blue stated. "But this language..."
"...is totally unreadable."
"All right, there's this one paragraph we can't seem to figure out, but otherwise we've got this scroll translated. Let's see what this reveals about the Colorwomen." And they proceeded to read.
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Man In Black had called all the evil colormen together for a meeting.
The Evil Colormen who were supposed to meet were:
1. Man in Red 2. Man in Crimson 3. Man in Scarlet 4. Man in Brick 5. Man in Cardinal 6. Man in Ruby 7. Man in Rose 8. Man in Reddish 9. Man in Salmon 10. Man in Magenta 11. Man in Baby Blue 12. Man in Black 13. Man in Green 14. Man in Yellow 15. Man in Off-White 16. Man in Ghost White 17. Man in Amber Apricot 18. Man in Orange 19. Man in Purple
"Ok, so man in Yellow is missing in action; anyone know where red, crimson, scarlet, brick, cardinal, ruby and rose are?" Man In Black asked.
Several miles away in the sky, the Shades of red were flying off in crazy directions; their pants were still rockets and they were flying in random directions
"I HATE THIS SPELL!!" Man In Red screamed as he tried to regain his orientation.
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"The colorwomen have a long history. They have been in Vienna since 1995. El chupacabra has now taken it's toll. Kill me, kill you, kill..."
"What the heck?!"
Woman in Silver laughed "just making sure the two of you are awake." He said. Then she pointed to the actual translated scroll.
"Here it is." Blue and gold set to reading. "The prism on display in the castle... "princess Esmerela Crovan?!" They said in shock.
Woman In Silver kept reading...
"So she takes the prism to polish it... But then... She becomes woman in pink?!" Man In Blue said shocked, knowing this couldn't be possible; only those of humble origin could weild the power of the prism.
"We need to look into this Esmeralda, I suspect she isn't of noble birth at all," said Man In Gold.
Man In Blue continued reading through the scroll. "The Unknowm Language! At last a written example!"
Man In Gold was cataloging the scroll when he remembered something.
"I think I know how we can find out more about this Esmerelda." He said.
"How?"
On his computer, Man In Gold brought up an entry from one of Matthew Erdagovern's journals,
"It talks about how Princess Esmerelda entrusted the colormen to protect her journal in The archives. Perhaps it can shed some light on this mystery."
Man in Gold, Man in Blue and Woman In Silver went to the archives. 300 shelves, each 200 feet long and containing thousands of texts.
Man In Gold sighed "ok, given how early this was in the history of the Colormen, Esmerelda's journal has to be on one of these 4 shelves here." He concluded. "Time for the Keeper of the archives to get to work... Oh boy." Knowing the monumental task ahead of him.
"Anything I can do?" Woman In Silver asked.
For a moment, Man in Gold just stood there, confused. He has always been the only one to handle the archive work, so he genuinely was not sure how to answer that question.
"No, I don't think so," he said. "But thanks for asking."So while Woman In Silver and Man In Blue waited on the side, Man In Gold started searching the shelves.
"this is going to take a while." Man In Gold sighed as he looked at the thousands of texts on the one shelf... and that was just the one shelf!
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Meanwhile, Diesel 11 (user) was in his office. Suddenly someone barged through the door. "Aye'm Scrudge McDack." "Scrooge McDuck?" "Ie. Noo whie doent yoo tell meh whie yoo arr kelled the reechest mun in the worlt?" "Because I am." "Noo. Aye am." "What?" "I'm the richest man in the world," said Diesel 11 (user). "Noo, aye um," said Scrooge McDuck-who-calls-himself-Scrudge McDack.
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Man In Blue and Woman In Silver were still waiting for Man In Gold to find Esmerelda's diary. It had been half an hour, and Man In Gold had only gone through about 40 or so texts.
"Why doesn't he want help?" Woman In Silver asked
"Its not that he doesn't want it; its just that he is usually the only one who works here, so he doesn't know how to accept help" Man In Blue explained
"Oh" Woman in Silver realized.
Just then, Man In Gold shouted. "I've found it!" "Grea-"
KABOOM!!
"MAN IN BOLE! WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT YOUR INVENTIONS!" Man In Blue shouted down the hall... the explosion was a few doors down. Smoke could be seen coming from his room.
"Sorry sir; I was trying to build a better mousetrap." he explained
"I don't think i want to know." Man In Blue said as he went back to the archives.
"You were saying, Man In Gold?"
"I found my old teddy bear! I'd wondered where he was!"
"Teddy Bear? What about Esmerelda's diary?" Man In Blue asked.
"Uh... still searching. Can only do so much." He said as he picked up another manuscript
"Need help?" Woman In Silver asked again.
"Yes. There's a trashcan over there. Would you and Man In Blue kindly take the garbage out? The trash truck is due any minute."
"Excuse me? Housework? Are you being sexist?" And Woman In Silver stormed out.
Man In Gold felt like an idiot. He had hurt Woman In Silver's feelings, and he actually had feelings for her. He went to apologize.
"Please, I am so sorry, I didn't mean it that way. It's just, when you're along for so long, and you are the only one who handles the archives, I don't know how others can help me." He explained. "Yes, I do need help; I just wish I knew how you could help." He said.
Then there was trouble. Man In Gold had become so flustered and nervous
"Please, don't think I'll of me. It's just that I...i...li.." And he fainted.
Man In Blue came in. "Maybe we should get him to his quarters back at the archives." woman in silver agreed.
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Meanwhile on Sodor, A man appeared on a snowing mountain and spoke to himself, "Soon my time will come, just wait men of colors your latest adversary is about to show his true "colors". Then this whole Island will soon fear the name of...
Steel Hikos!"
Steel Hikos is a descendant of the Man In Steel and is the wielder of Hammer of Hikos, so another artifact has been revealed!
Just as he had arrived, the Man in Steel disappeared back into the snowstorm.
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Post by Toz76 on Jul 14, 2021 3:33:20 GMT -5
Chapter 3: The Rise Of The Red Warriors
Man In Gold awoke in his bed as Man In Blue filled him in
"woman in silver and I are searching for the diary, you've been passed out for about 20 minutes"
"I was about to tell her how I feel when I just fainted." He explained, embarrassed.
Just then, something crashed through the roof, destroying the most of the shelves, tossing the books all over the place. The impact of the crash had knocked everyone after their feet and onto the floor. The crash object had made a little crater and the object in the crater appeared to be...
A blue box!
Out of the box appeared a man, who once he exited fell to the floor. The Man said, "I have a message for you and a gift, I traveled across time and space looking for all of you, the future is in danger, hear my warning, a darkness is coming and these are the tools you need to stop him." The Man in Blue asked, "Who are you?" The mysterious man replied, "That's not important but here.." The man proceeded to hand the Man in Blue a worn and tattered diary and mysterious pen before passing out.
Man In Gold, terrified at the damage, chanted "gret folg doya wefnab dee!" Repairing the damage and restoring the archives.
Man in Lavender walked in and said "Hey, maybe he's a time traveler in a blue box that's bigger on the inside." He suggested
"You watch too much TV." Man In Blue dead panned. several colormen were called to look at the diary. Man In Blue looked at the diary and pen "what secrets do you hide?" He asked
Meanwhile, Man In Amaranth and Man In Amaranth Red, two Colormen who were also doctors, were taking care of the mysterious man
"He's well looked after" Man In Blue said as he continued to look.
The Man in Blue looked at the diary, and shouted, "This is the princess' diary!" "How can that be?", responded the Man in Lavender, " I just found the diary on the floor just right now.." "What?", Replied the Man in Blue "So he is a time traveler!", Shouted the Man in Gold, "I'm gonna check out his blue box now!"
"Hey guys come look at this... the pen is moving on its own", said the Man in Blue.
"Looks like it's drawing something", replied the Woman in Silver.
"Quick someone go get some paper!", yelled the Man in Blue.
The Man in Lavender grabbed some paper and the three of them watched in awe as the pen drew them a map!
"This Pen is not ordinary", said the Woman in Silver.
"Neither is the Map", replied the Man in Lavender.
"Maybe our answers lie in this future diary", said the Man in Blue.
"Open it then", the two other colors replied.
Inside this future diary all of the former pages were ripped out, except for a few they found on the pen, but newer entries had been written by someone... in the future! What they found about the pen was that it was one of the artifacts, but the future version of it, that could translate the secret language of the colormen if asked, along with a few other things, and they found out who the mysterious man was... He was actually...
A being known only as "the doctor."
Man In Amaranth called Man In Blue "you're not going to believe this, but this guy, he has two hearts!"
"Huh?" Man in Blue started walking out when "hey, this box IS bigger on the inside!" Man In Gold shouted
Man In Blue reached the medical room. Man In Aero is there. "I actually once met a fellow like this. Tall, curly hair, rediculous teeth, and the longest scarf you've ever seen. A bit crazy, but a nice fellow. Perhaps I can be of help."
Man in Alizarin Crimson also came in. "I met one once too. Curly hair, kinda insane, and wore a coat that looks like it came out of an exploding rainbow factory. Bill help where I can."
And finally, man in Bistre came in "I once met one of those time traveling aliens too... Kinda short, had a draw hat and umbrella, spoke with a Scottish accent. Guess ill try and help too."
The mysterious man was just regaining consciousness.
"Who are you?", asked the Man in Blue " I'm the..." The mysterious man was cut off by the other colormen, " The Doctor!" "No" replied the mysterious man, " I'm the Man in Blue!" "But ... The two hearts ... And the blue box...", said the colormen. "Let me explain", the future Man in Blue said " I'm from a future ruled by twisted colormen created from the prism, from tales of old I've heard the evil faction of colormen are successful in reforging their weapons creating an imbalance in the prism. This causes the prism to be absorbed by darkness and reform these evil colormen into the Neo-Colormen.."" " that's a dumb name", one of the listening colormen says "Quiet!" says the present time Man in Blue "As I was saying", replies the future Man in Blue, "these neo-colors use the weapons and crystal to take over the world. I met a warrior of time and space who fell to their power and left me his weapons to stop that time from ever existing, and that's how I got here. I disguised myself as him to keep the neo-colors from detecting I left the timeline "Wait there can only be one color per man per bloodline", states the Man in Blue "That's right" , says the future Man in Blue, " I'm your son, and we must stop the evil faction from reforging their weapons and keep "him" from becoming their leader". "Who's their leader?", asked the present Man in Blue The future Man in Blue answered, " the man is...." ( P.S. I guess we can call the original Man in Blue, Man in Blue and his son, I guess Future Man in Blue, so people won't get confused)
...none other than the Man In Red!"
"We can't let the shades of red succeed... But something bothers me."
"What?" Future man in blue asked
"What if the morality check? The natural system of the prism that ensures we fight for good. How could it fail?" Current man in blue asked.
"In my timeline the Reds learned from an ancient scroll they found how to successfully recreate their weapons, but made these work for when they are evil. Since the other anicent weapons still existed, this caused the prism to go haywire and it could no longer tell the difference between good and evil. Once the evil faction took control of the prism, they were able to manipulate it to reform them with new, stronger powers. Thus, creating the Neo-colormen. I am a descendant of some of the original colormen, those who did not join the Neo-colormen were killed or are in hiding. I am a member of the Rainbow Resistance, a faction meant to stop the Neo-colormen. Most of the originals are long since gone, but our leader is one of the few surviving ones", replied the Future Man in Blue.
"What happened to me though", asked the Man in Blue.
" You... Were killed saving me while I was being born, so I inherited your powers" replied the Future Man in Blue.
"Who is you faction's leader?", asked the Man in Blue.
"Our leader...", said the Future Man in Blue, " Is Man In White, and Man In Gold is his right hand man."
Man In Gold suddenly ran to one of the shelves, and picked up a scroll.
"This scroll was made during the dark age; it was a method of reforming artifacts in spite of losing the prism's blessing."
Current Man In Blue therefore deduced "we have no choice; for the greater good, that scroll must be destroyed."
Man In Gold understood, and began building a fire in his fireplace.
"That's one piece of the puzzle." Man In Blue deduced. "But what is next."
"I think it's obvious" said Man in White as he entered the room. "We must purify the evil within the shades of red. We can't risk removing the prism from the protection of the Great Hall, so I've enchanted these billy clubs. All we have to do is have them make contact with the evil colormen, and it will have the same effect as the long lost "corruption purge" spell.
"Having corruption purge would make things so much easier" man in blue observed. But time was not on their side.
Man in white then took over, since he was the tactical genius of the group. "Man In Gold is taking care of the scroll, and we are taking care of the shades of red. future man in blue, what else should we know?"
Man in blue (future) proceeded to talk again
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Meanwhile at Brendam Docks, a man gets off the S.S. Rockstar, " Ah, it's good to finally join the party! Now where is that person who invited me in the first place, he was supposed to pick me up, where is that colored idiot when you need him. Oh well better do what I always do and hitch a ride..." Suddenly sailors from the Rockstar yell, " stop that stowaway, he didn't pay for passage!" Suddenly the man jumps on a passing train and gets away scot-free. "That was close... Phew..." This man is Tug, it's just a nickname, and has been invited to Sodor for a very special reason, just like the other writers before him, he doesn't realize the true power they have over the colormen or world they are in.
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The shades of red (red, Crimson, scarlet, brick, Cardinal, Ruby and rose; the trainees were elsewhere) were still dealing with the spell that had turned their pants into rockets, blasting then in random directions
"I HATE THIS SPELL!!!" Man In Red said, desperate to regain his orientation
"I think I'm gonna be sick." Man In scarlet added.
Finally the spell over the red 7's pants ended and they all crashed into the side of the mountain and into a cave.
"That was painful", said the Man in Brick.
"Worst than Delta", said the Man in Rose.
"Does anyone know where exactly we are?", asked the Man in Ruby.
" it looks like an old archive... Look at this sign", said the Man in Red.
"It reads Colorfolk Hidden Archives!" Said the Man in Brick.
"How did we get in?" Asked the Man in Rose.
"It seems we must have hit a weak point in the spell's wall" replied the Man in Ruby.
"Who cares boys, legend says every document ever written by a Colorfolk or Sudrian is in here.."
"Does this mean...", said the Man in Scarlet.
" Yes Scarlet, that means now we can reforge our weapons!"
" yeah!" Yelled the rest of the 7.
"Just you wait Blue, we're coming for you... Once we find that document of course..."
"Yeah! ", said the rest of the 7 again.
Thus the predicted start of the end of the Colormen was closer than our main heroes believed....
They still had some time though
Then hidden archives had not been touched in over 200 years, so without someone present to maintain the manuscripts, many had fallen apart, or were so delicate they could not even be lifted without turning to dust. Plus there were over two million texts, so finding something that could help them could take a while.
"Ugh! Where do we even start?" Man in red said angrily.
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But back with the future man in blue...
The future Man in Blue said " Since it seems my future won't occur anymore, I'll be heading home now, I'll leave you this map though, leaving the pen and diary might cause a temporal paradox or something". "Alright... Erm... son good luck in the future", replied the Man in Blue "Thanks... Um.. dad see you all in the future" replied the Future Man in Blue, and just like that he grabbed his things, hopped into the Tardis and teleported back to the future. "Well I guess this plot line went nowhere", said the Man in Lavender. Everybody then decided to go back to the problems at hand
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Meanwhile the Red 7 had went through the archive scanning quickly for certain words in the still readable, barely holding, documents, until.. " Boss I found something" , yelled the Man in Brick " what is it? Replied the Man in Red " this scroll looks like it contains what we need, but it looks so fragile I don't think I can hold it for any longer..." Said the Man in Brick " Red check out what I found over here on this pedestal" said the Man in Scarlet, " it's a pen that can transcribe anything from what I can read, it seems to be one of the artifacts" " well how convenient " replied the Man in Red, " alright boys get right to work, we got a lot of work to do!" " right!", the other 6 yelled in unison Unbiknownst to the Red 7, a shadowed man quickly leavrs the archives as they start working
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Meanwhile on another part of Sodor, Tug finally hops off the train and ends up at the base of a mountain " there you are, I knew you would be here, I could tell from the weather.... Steel" Steel walks up to Tug and says, " took your time, come on, we have work to do" "What work?" Asks Tug " I'll tell you later but right now move" replied Steel " Fine", says Tug as the two walk away into the falling darkness
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But Man In Blue knew there was still unfinished business
"I don't like the fact that the shades of Red are still evil; Man In White, I'm putting you in charge of finding the shades of red, we need them purified once and for all."
Man In White sighed... "I would know where they are if..." suddenly, it appeared. Man In White's artifact! "The Helmet of Cronk! At last I have it!" Man In White declared.
"How will it help?" Man In Gold asked. Man In White placed the helmet on. "When wearing this helmet, I can see, feel and hear everything on the Island of Sodor, but please be quiet for the moment! I must be concentrated and relaxed for it to work."
Due to the urgency of the situation, Man In White only had a moment to see.
"I detected the reds... in some cave high in the mountains."
Man In Gold had just back from burning the scroll. "Oh no... it can't be. The Secret archives! After 200 years the enchantment must have weakened" he concluded.
"Well, we can't just go in blindly. Man In White, prepare the attack strategy. Everyone else, get ready. We Must move in as soon as possible."
Although the Billy Clubs were ready, they knew that the shades of red were tricky, and they would need as much help as they could.
"We need to outnumber them at least 3 to 1; at those odds they will have hardly a chance." Man In White concluded. They knew they had to stop them before they figured out how to reforge their artifacts.
Man In Blue was thinking it over
"The Sword, Shield, Pike, Halberd, Lance, Dagger and Mace of Adelrod... if the shades of red get their hands on them, they could become very powerful" Man In Blue said as he prepared the Blade of Erdagovern.
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The shades of Red had indeed figured out the scroll, but they still needed the resources to forge them. They felt so close to achieving their goal.
All the while, the spirit of the Original Man In Red watched from the shadows "for shame... for shame."
The Red 7 were just finishing transcribing the last word with the pen, when a man appeared from the darkness, "I knew you would find that tool useful" said the Mysterious Man The 7 men jumped at the sound of his voice when the Man in Red asked, "Who are you?"
"My true name will come soon", replied the man, "but for now you may call me... Nero"
"Alright then, Nero, what did you mean by finding the tool useful?", asked the Man in Red.
"The Pen, or by it's real name the Pen of Arcadios, is the most useful artifact of the colormen, for it has no exact owner and can be used by any colorfolk, good or evil. It can transcribe anything or translate all you ask, it's great for code keeping. I left it for you on the pedestal"
"Oh well then... um... thanks" replied the Man in Red
"Now come the others will have known by now you ended up here so grab what you need and let's go, I'll show you where we can reforge the tools you require", replied Nero
"Alright you heard the Man, follow him!", like that the Red 7 grabbed the new scroll and pen and left the archives...
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Meanwhile Steel and Tug started to have a chat while walking to their destination.
"So it's been a while Steel", said Tug.
"Yep", replied Steel.
"You where very broad with why you made me come to the island you know", asked Tug.
"And you don't give me your real name" answered Steel.
Tug then preceded to say,"Well if you really want to know it's..", until he was Shushed by Steel.
"Someone's following us", Steel whispered.
"Who?", Tug whispered back.
"Alright... show yourself", shouted Steel.
The mysterious person walked from their cover.
"Hello Steel, or should I say Man of Steel", said the stranger.
"It can't be you... you're dead", replied Steel.
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Meanwhile the our main Colormen heroes arrived at the archives, but the Red 7 had left so long ago their trail had went cold.
"What do we do now?", asked the Man in Gold.
"I don't know, any ideas", asked the Man in Blue
"Then What should we do?" asked the man in Salmon.
"No Idea!" said the man in Blue.
"I believe I can be of service." The spirit of the original Man In Red revealed himself. "My descendant and his cousins are on their way now to reforge their artifacts. Granted, they will not be nearly as powerful since they are just copies, but they will be able to wield them while they are evil" he told them.
Realizing just how critical this situation was getting, Man In White put his helmet back on and began concentrating.
"Focus...focus..."
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Meanwhile, the shades of Red and Nero had come to an area where they could reforge their weapons
"Now, are any of you master blacksmiths?"
The Shades of red stared blankly... "Uh, and if we aren't, is that a problem?" Man In Rose asked nervously.
"No one said getting our artifacts back would be easy" Man In Red whispered to his cousins.
"Gentlemen, you do not have faith in me, I have thought of all this beforehand and know exactly where to go, since it has happened before", replied Nero.
"What does that mean?", asked the Man in Red.
"All in good time, my blood-colored associates", said Nero, "Look, we have arrived, Sodor's Smelter's Yard, it's a little rough, but the smelting mschinery will serve our purposes just as well, just a few modifications and we can get straight to work."
Nero had the Red 7 gather scrap together to form weapons the best they could.
"I guess mine's a sword", said the Man in Red
"Mine might be a shield", replied the Man in Brick
"This could be bow", said the Man in Scarlet
"Alright we don't have the time to guess what everything is put your "weapons" on the platform and two of you lower it into the pot, while one reads the enchantment from the scroll, the rest form a circle around the pot to give the chanter extra power" replied Nero.
"Why don't you help?", asked the Man in Red
"Because... I can't, they are your 7 weapons not mine, so hurry, we're running out of Time!" yelled Nero
The 7 did as Nero asked with Ruby and Rose lowering the platform, Red saying the enchantment, and the rest standing around the pot in a circle
Red chanted, "Desi basura basura" over and over again, with the others lending their magic,
The Smelting Shed and pot lit up to be Bright Red as the Red 7's power flowed in the weapons being forged, the weapons started to magically arise out of the pot.
"Yes, just like it did back then, come Neo-weapons, arise from this pot and lend your true power to these blinded fools!" Shouted Nero
The weapons finally were forged as 7 weapons glowed bright red from the heat of the magic laid right in front of the red 7 to be taken.
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Meanwhile back at the Grand Hall, the prism started to change it's color to be slightly darker unbeknownst to the people guarding it
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The Red 7 grabbed their new weapons just as our main heroes knocked down the Smelting Shed's door.
"Oh no we're to late!", cried the Man in White
"finally my power will be rightfully granted, time has fixed itself once again!", Shouted Nero
"Who are you?", the Man in Blue asked, but before he could receive an answer a familiar Blue Box came crashing through the roof.
The Future Man in Blue came running out of the Tardis and yelled, "Guys the timeline wasn't fixed and I know why, because someone followed me here!"
"Who followed you?", asked the Man in White
Future man in Blue responded, "It's the leader of the Neo-colormen... Neo-Red!"
"Dret Blak tronyan cert dev xylan!" A voice boomed. Suddenly, the shades of red disappeared, surrounded my a mysterious black orb.
Man In Bright Turquoise appeared
"I've trapped them in a pocket dimension for now; but something has gone terribly wrong. the prism has become darker in color. I fear the process to corrupt it has begun. I need time to think; but I will return.
And man in bright turquoise disappeared again.
"I will not let this happen. By the line of Erdagovern, I swear that the prism shall be pure again!!" Man in blue declared. The good colormen all swore the same. About 280 of the 300 colormen were good, and they vowed to end the neocolormen before it began.
"Do any of you have the Journal? Because maybe the answers lie in the past, not the future", said the Future Man in Blue.
The Man in Gold pulled out the Journal and searched until, "Look here, it says when the prism was originally shattered years ago, the original evil colormen tried to forge new weapons too. It says here the remaining good colormen were able to stop them by using five purifying tablets. It says they were hidden in five different locations to keep from falling into the wrong hands."
"So how do we find them?", asked the Man in White.
The Man in Gold replied, "Well it's a riddle on where they are, literally:
One is where the Scottish lie, Another is buried on a fallen mountain high, The third is hidden near the clay covered sea, The Fourth is hidden within the magic tree, The last be where the colors were found, These are where the tablets are sound"
"So we need to find these tablets quickly before the Reds escape from the dimension", said the Man in White.
The Man in Blue thought, "Where Scottish lie, Scotland maybe, no Castle Loch!, there's a large Scottish population there, hmm.. fallen Mountain.. fallen.. Mountain... Culdee Fell!, clay covered sea, that could either be the clay pits or Brendam Docks... , Magic tree, they say there is a wishing tree in Henry's Forest... finally where the colors where found... that must be Ulfstead Castle!.. Alright so we'll split up into 6 teams and go look into these places, quick now or else the world will be doomed, so let's go!"
So our heroes split up to find the tablets while the Reds hatched a plan to escape.
"what do we do now Boss?', asked the Man in Brick.
"I have no Clue", replied the Man in Red.
Neo-Red stated, "Gentlemen, for now try and hit down the walls of this reality with your weapons, the more damage we do to the walls, the quicker the rift between worlds will appear... So colormen, you will be bowing your head to me just you wait and see"
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While the good colormen pursued the Red Warriors, the Women in Blue, White, Silver and Gold remained to guard the base. What they didn't know was that some of the evil colorfolk were already in...
Man in Black lead Off-White, Ghost White and Amber Apricot into the Great Hall.
"How are we even in here? Aren't there enchantments preventing our entry?" Asked Man In Ghost White.
"The Prism is weakening. It was inevitable. When the prism was split, the Spirit of the Prism was transformed into a spare fragment. Though the Prism is intact, it lacks the Spirit. It is slowly losing power. The morality check is rapidly degrading, and now..."
"I get it, Amber Apricot" interrupted Ghost White. "No need to get a swelled head."
Man In Amber Apricot grabbed Ghost White and threw him across the room.
"Sore subject?"
But before the fight could escalate, they reached the Prism. Each pulled out a sacred Nail of Charlito, positioned it at specific positions, and hammered it in. Instantly, the Prism split into a cube and a pyramid.
"The glory days of the Colorfolk are over. The Colorkine shall rise." Intoned Man In Black.
Suddenly, the door burst open. Woman In Pink and the figure from the Campsite burst in.
"I'm Shear, soon to be Man In Pink and the first transgender Colorman. Who are you?" Shear was wearing a Grey colorman Robe with pink ribbons.
"Gah! Run!"
Man In Black Grabbed the Cube and the Pyramid and fled, planning to steal the Presuisoltian Rocket to launch the Pyramid into space and keep the Cube for his own fell uses. Man In Off-White and Ghost White faced of with Woman In Pink and Shear. Woman In Pink got Man In Ghost White with the old "Clerva berk lerop" spell, before a burst of energy from Amber Apricot caught her and Shear and tossed them into a corner.
Amber Apricot had become a massive floating human head with a hood. He floated in midair and declared: "being in close proximity with the prism has reexpanded my neural passageways! I AM MODOK!"
"Um..." said Man in Off-White, "No you're not."
"I know, I just thought this was getting a bit heavy and we need some comic relief."
A energy field appeared around Head!Amber Apricot, atomizing everything in it's path. Amber Apricot's last threads of sanity snapped as he revelled in the destruction, not knowing or caring that Ghost White, Off-White, Woman In Pink, and Shear were still in the room!
Just outside, Man In Baby Blue listened in.
"If the Spirit of the Prism's essence is in the spare fragment, then Bachmann Edward must be the Spirit of the Prism, only his memories are wiped!"
So he ran to Man In Persian Blue's room. He had a model railway to raid.
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"Did you hear that?" Asked Woman In Silver.
"It was probably just a squirrel," said Woman In Blue. _______
Man In Baby Blue scampered down the hallway, only for him to run into Man In Capris
"Dol grat mala erka fii!!" And for just this once, Man in capris trapped someone other than himself in the giant fishbowl.
"Oh come on!" Man in baby blue yelled.
Man in black got outside... Only to run into man in Bright turquoise.
"Going somewhere?" He asked. Man in black tried to attack, but he phased right through him?
"What? How!"
Then he was surrounded by numerous Men in bright turquoise.
"Light bending. You see, with a little magic and a complete mastery of the laws of physics, anything is possible, like this." Suddenly, man in black fell to the ground with a thud; the gravity of the area around him exponentially increased, but only for him.
Man in bright turquoise reclaimed the two prism fragments, then used space-time distortion to walk a few step into man in Persian blue's room.
"Forgive me man in Persian blue, but this is important." He took Bachman Edward, but the pyramid on top of the cube, then had Bachman Edward touch the cube. All the pieces began to glow brilliantly.
"I see... I remember everything now." Bachman Edward/ spirit of the prism said.
Mean,while, although most of the tablets had been found, the neo-red leader began to feel a strange sensation.
"What is this? NO! This is impossible! My timeline is fading! Something different has happened!"
Indeed. For in his timeline, Man In Capri failed to trap Man In Baby Blue... but that's another story.
Meanwhile, the Head!Man In Amber Apricot continued expanding the force field. Man In Off-White cowered against the wall in terror as the force field reached the three unconscious figures.
Meanwhile to the meanwhile, Bachmann Edward was struggling to come to terms with the revelation.
The shades of red were, in fact, getting closer to figuring out how to get out of the pocket dimension, but like in the alternate timeline which will never be referenced again, slowly but steadily time was beginning to take a different course.
"Get out of our hall!" Man in Amber Apricot turned around to see it was the four Cadmium cousins. The Men in Cadmiun Red, Cadmiun Green, Cadmium Orange and Cadmium Yellow each held up their arms and pointed them straight at Amber Apricot
"combined Cadmium Cousin blast!" And a powerful blast headed straight for Amber Apricot. The force field and beam were even for a good minute or so, but eventually to Amber apricot's horror, his force field shattered and he was blasted out of the great hall.
"I'll be back!!" He said as he was flown back
As for the unconscious Man In Off White and In Ghost White, Man In Silver took the liberty of hitting them with one of the purifying billy clubs Man In White had made.
bachmann Edward was realizing everything that had transpired
"the day the prism shattered, I knew it was out of necessity, but now... I think shattering it was a mistake. I must return to the Prism, but how?"
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The Man in Blue, White, Gold, and Future Blue were digging up the gardens up Ulfstead Castle looking for the last Tablet "I hope this works", said the Man in Blue "If not the world is doomed", said the Future Man in Blue "Hey, I want to at least believe we have a fighting chance", said the Man in Gold "Come we should hurry, I feel the barrier between the dimensions is getting thinner", said the Man in White They dug for an hour until they finally found the Tablet, but just as the Man in Gold took it out of the hole, he dropped it and put a crack right at the edge of it. "Sorry, better hope it doesn't effect it's magic", said the Man in Gold "There's no time to fix, gather the rest of the groups here, I feel they will enter near this place", said the Man in White The rest of the groups arrived at the castle just as the Reds broke back into the Dimension "here goes nothing", said the Man in Blue, as he read from the Tablets,"Ghokn Nro Vesti Tyi", and a beam fired right at the Reds This beam actually purified the Red 7, except Neo-Red, for let's just say timetravel because this plot is getting too complicated already, but not their weapons. This was due to the fact the crack in the fifth tablet could not fully turn the weapons back to normal. "So, I guess we're good now", said the Man in Brick "Ok then boys, drop these evil weapons and run to their side", said the Man in Red as the other 6 did as they were told. "I guess this might help us out", said the Man in Lavender "You fools, you have betrayed me... No matter for I will use these "Neo-Weapons", against you!", shouted Neo-Red as he said the spell,"Manco Daru Deli Ora", and the 7 Neo-weapons became attached to him
Meanwhile Steel and Tug where climbing up the Hill to Ulfstead Castle, "Steel who was that, and why did they tell us to go here", asked Tug "They knew I was needed, like always, I can't let you go any farther Tug, so wait here", responded Steel, "Fine", said Tug as Steel ran up the Hill to join the intense battle
Neo-Red was evenly matched with the eight weapons used by the rest of the colormen "How can we stop him", asked Man in Gold worryingly "Just keep fighting him for now, we'll think of something", shouted the Man in Blue "You fools no power is strong enough to destroy the power of a Neo-colorman, it would take some conveniently unknown power/weapon to destroy me", yelled Neo-Red Maniacally "Just then Steel reached the Battle and from behind used his hammer to turn the Neo-weapons to ice and shatter them with a swing of his hammer "What is this?', shouted Neo-Red, but before he could say more he himself became frozen in ice too and was smashed to pieces, thus erasing him from the timeline and continuity "what power...", said the Man in White "Now I'm glad we switched sides", said the Man in Red Steel responded,"Just to let you colormen know, I'm the Man of Steel.." "Your Superman?", asked the Man in Gold "No!", yelled Steel as he continued," I fight for neither your side or for the side of evil, you're just lucky fate had brought me here, I cannot say we will see each other again soon, I only follow what destiny has in store for me...", and with that Steel left back down the Hill, meet back up with Tug, and dissappeared into the forest at the base of the Hill below "Well that was pretty weird", said the Man in Lavender "Well I guess I should be getting back to my own time, which has probably changed a whole lot now", said the Future Man in Blue, "Let's hope we'll met again, in the Future that is. Oh, by the way my name is David, so um... goodbye", and with that the Future Man in Blue left in the Tardis to never be featured in the main storyplot again. "Hey we still have this Pen of Arcadios or whatever from when we transcribed the scroll, do you guys need it or anything?", asked the Man in Red "Finally we can get back to the main story plot and find out what the hidden language is/means, or what that map was for!", yelled the Man in Gold "Alright, Everyone back to the Grand Hall", shouted The Man in Blue And with that, this convoluted story arc about getting a magic pen and introducing some new characters, who half of we will never speak of again, is finally over.
Meanwhile, back at the Great hall....
Man in blue wrote down the last words of Matthew Erdagovern, the first Colorman.
Pro datri seg mola, quis dem welna, siy trenwa.
"Ok, time to reveal the meaning of the first Man in Blue's last words." The current man in blue said to the others
The pen began to translate
They picked up the paper and read what was written.
"Tikita Levpa, lif hye motlr, como unbruro."
"Well... it translated, but not to any recognizable language."
Suddenly, the pen began retranslating...
"You know, while this pen is translating, maybe we should check the diary for any info on the first language", said the Man in Gold So the group checked the diary and found ...
A paragraph written as such:
"To ensure that certain secrets stay so, the colorwomen and colormen have this created a language known only to us, the first generation. It shall remain untranslated until the time is right.
"So he spoke that language on purpose". man In Blue observed
Meanwhile the Bachmann Edward was learning to come to terms with the knowledge he had learned, "I must learn how to control this power within me", he said, unaware that...
they were at a hot dog eating contest!
Meanwhile, the Numbered Diesels Were sleeping.
Bachmann Edward was trying to figure out how to control this power, , unaware that some of the Colormen were behind him.
"Ah, hello there. I didn't hear you come in."
"I think we have some scrolls in the archives that can help." Man In Gold said. And they went to find the information.
Man in blue was watching the pen translate.
"What did you say, Matthew Erdagovern?" Man in blue said out loud.
"Wait a minute! I am Matthew Erdagovern!"
"I said turn around."
Man In Blue turned to see his ancestor standing behind him.
"Son, there are only 3000 living souls who speak the language today. It was lost from earthly knowledge for some time. But my last words are irrelevant now. What matters is returning the spirit to the Prism- and fast. It's degrading rapidly now, and what leaves it can never return, unless it be the spirit. You must return the spirit to the Prism- or lose something worse than the Mortality check."
And he disappeared, with his last words still hanging in the air. "Pro datri seg mola, quis dem welna, siy trenwa."
"Wait... does that mean there is no more morality check!?"
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Post by Toz76 on Sept 2, 2021 2:43:27 GMT -5
Chapter 4: The Maron Station Flood
Sir Topham Hatt had sent Thomas to collect some coaches.
Thomas grumbled to the coaches. "What happened to my story? This always seems to happen. The colorfolk show up, and if there's more than ten, it's a supporting role. At best."
Suddenly...
The writer directly addressed Thomas!
"Sorry about that; but when there are several plots going on at once, it can be confusing to jump between all of them. Heck, I think I'm confused myself."
"Who are you again?" Thomas asked.
"Well, right now I'm Toz, but earlier I was Frank... God, that's confusing!"
Sir Topham Hatt ran out. "Help!" he shouted, and fell down... dead!
Dropped dead laughing that is
"ha ha! Ha ha! I just heard the funniest joke ever!" When he finally calmed down, he told D-11 the joke to. He also dropped down laughing.
"What is it?!" asked Thomas, who was growing impatient.
"Why can't a steam locomotive sit down?", said STH "Why?", asked Thomas "Because it has a TENDER behind", said STH
They both laughed until Thomas had to leave to take his next Train
Meanwhile the Evil Colormen were... still being evil. Yep.
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Shear walked into Man In Blue's office.
"Man In Blue. I'm interested in becoming the new Man In Pink."
"Good for you, but I'm afraid it won't work. The Prism's magic is failing, and I need to reunite the Spirit first to prevent the fabric of reality from further deteriorating."
"And how do you plan to do that?"
"Um, er, well, researching the Colorfolk Hidden Archives, even though that place is deteriorating,it did contain every document of recorded Colorfolk and Sudrian History, so it wouldn't hurt to check."
So the Man in Blue, White, Red, and Gold, along with the Woman in Silver, Blue, and Pink, plus Shear took the pen to the archives and begin their search to hopefully find something useful.
They searched and searched. They learned that the Pen was the artifact of Man In Yellow, that winged pigs once plagued Germany, and that Marshawn Lynch made a terrible play during the Super Bowl, but were no closet to their goal.
Man In Yellow had arrived because he wanted to prove he was helpful; but instead he was confused "Wait a second, my artifact is the Bow of Eskal, how can the pen be my artifact?" He asked, confused.
So the Writer pretended his slip up didn't happen and had the good Colorfolk resume their search through the Archives.
The 8 Colorfolk and Shear searched through the deteriorating documents until,
"Guys I think I found something", shouted the Man in Gold.
"What it is?", everyone asked.
Man in Gold responded, "Well it says..."
"That the Pen was actually the artifact of Man In Yellow Green. My bad!"
"Yes, but the prism..."
"Not so fast!"
They all whirled to see Man In Green!
"Haha! The Morality Check has decayed so far, I've got my artifact back! Say hello to the Stilts of Angmar!"
Man In Green unleashed a devastating attack.
It had horrible aim though, and the attack literally went right over everybody's heads.
"Well, that was anticlimactic." He dead panned
"No, THIS is." A voiced said
"Huh?" Man in green turned around to see man in white
"Good to see you again." And man in white whacked Man In Green with on of the evil purging Bully clubs they had left over from their last adventure. The force was so great, it knocked man in green right off his stilts.
Before the Billy Club vanished into the mist.
"What?"
"Apparently the writer doesn't appreciate that Deus Ex Machina!" Declared Man In Green.
"Big words for someone who can't reach the door handle in a public restroom!"
Man In Green's voice became cold. "Excuse me?"
"I said, 'Big words for'-OOFF!"
Man In Green was knocked out cold by the Man In Lemon, who whacked him over the head with a frying pan
"It's just been revoked." He said dramatically
The others stared at him
"Isn't that the kind of thing you say in this situation?" He asked innocently; after all his only real duty around here was to cook. The others decided that they had eaten enough.
Just then, Man In Blue turned to the writer
"Hey, look, I appreciate the attention you are giving us writer, but you think you could figure out this whole thing with the prism and sprit merging again? There's several other plots going on here even I want to see resolved; we haven't don't anything with Neil yet other than the set up!" Man In Blue argued
"Ugh, fine. How about Man In Gold finds something in the archives, giving them the knowledge needed to reemerge the spirit with The Prism, and upon merging, just do we don't have to lose him, now that the prism is at full power and restored, he uses The Bachmann Edward as sort of an astral projection to let him see and interact with the colormen directly when needed."
"Could work; then we can see the numbered diesels, TGC, The tugs and other guys for a while." Man in blue pointed out
"Hey guys! I just found something in the archives!" Man In Gold said running out.
"Really, what is it?" man In Blue said, pretending to be suprised.
"This spell will rebound the prism and spirit; but to allow communication the Bachmann Edward will be a sort of astral projection he will use to communicate with us." He explained
"Well what are you waiting for? Let's go!" Man In Blue said.
So, for the sake of plot expediency, the good colormen came together, and remerged the spirit with the Prism. Through the Bachmann Edward, the spirit thanked them for returning him home. "But I can't help but feel like we forgot something." He said, setting up for the eventual revisit to the Colormen.
Now that peace had returned to the colorfolk, Man In Blue finally worked up the courage to do something he should have done a long time ago.
He went to go see Womsn In Blue. "I've been meaning to tell you this for a long time, but I...I..."
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Meanwhile, the numbered Diesels Diesel 1, Diesel 2, and Diesels 10-13 (diesel 6 was at the Sodor Fire and Rescue Co HQ) were all together in their shed and...singing?
"kum by ya, my Lord! Kum by ya my Lord!"
"Never overlook a Diesel engine! Diesel engines can be really useful too!"
They turned into butterflies, swapping liveries in the process.
"What is happening!"
"Nervinshmits!!"
After having a good laugh, The Writer decided that the Numbered diesels had enough, and ended the number
"What just happened?" Diesel 12 asked
"It was like something straight out of Monty Python." diesel 10 said
"That was too bizarre." diesel 1 agreed
Anyway, the Presuisoltians were at Maron Goods station.
"I don't like our new names." Said Jocarsa
"Changing them was so pointless." Hedenslotz added
"I feel like I'm dishonoring my parents." Gordioval pointed out
"We should change them back." Quilista agreed
So Jocarsa became Joecarsa, Hedenslotz became Ethanslots, Gordioval became Gordonioval, and Quilista became Quinnista.
Then, they discussed Maron Goods Station, their current home.
At that moment, Cocopuff burst onto the scene, followed by Schnoz.
As a strange yellow liquid (About this color) flowed around, even going up structures, deteriorating them in the process.
"Cocopuff don' like this!" And he and the Schnoz fled.
The Presuisoltians initiated their evacuation strategy.
Just then, the building collapsed.
Thankfully, the aliens has all evacuated successfully.
The ship with which they came to earth was still intact and habitable, so they still had a home, but no idea what to do.
"Wjelakhfergtaoiserfjfaoeritujghaoiug?" asked Joecarsa
"Ajhahapoerfjhbasdfuoaleiasldjgbsksdf." assured Ethanslots
"Saeorhawrtfioahsfailsutaghashtaossdg." Realized Danielasrf
"Daerjharltkjhartiohasdflesdjhalskdfn." Thought Jacksonflige
"Saljwthalkrjtghlksdfhgstoiysghadlkjf." Suggested Martingrutta
"Nlskjafhkjasldhfkasdjcnasbdfkiuebwafilasjdhfliausdbfiusdbfsidufghlbwerliubfwleiulabesfbliuwbliwubfavavvava!!" cried Nedlalsflsfasf.
Just then, TGC arrived and slammed his head on the keyboard multiple times to talk to the Presuisoltians
"Dgfgvibfshjdivbsojvfhefndunoadcfcvidsdpjihsddgijpscdddybufvie!"
Translated to: "Run! Don't let the liquid touch you!"
So the aliens ran to the safety of their ship... when the liquid suddenly turned brown. When it did, it stopped disintegrating stuff. At last the unknown chemical was in a harmless state.
"Tajkfhasoeutfhasldfkhasiekufhsldkgjha!" exclaimed Timaswe
The other Presuisoltians cheered
Then the Rock Monster came.
And left just as quickly.
"Now what?" Asked Mariaflololo (actually, she said "sailofcjsarbkudvhsgihftjbgfgyhbdeh", but I translated it for your convenience).
"I suggest we all learn English so we can blend in with Earth Society." The one English speaking alien said. And the writer was getting tired of pushing random keys on his keyboard for the sake of making up an alien language.
So Jacksonflige took them all into a large closet, climbed onto a shoebox, and began to teach.
"As for all weaver, and to Knock cream, say cheddar, north."
"Now, repeat after me: Hello, this is my name." Jacksonflige told the others
"All your base are belong to us." The other 2999 said
"NOT EVEN CLOSE!" Jacksonflige said angrily, "And that is not even grammatically correct!"
Little did anyone know, at the Culdee fell railway, there was a strange man with a microchip, banging his head against it. "What are you doing?" Another man said. "I'm trying to put my sentience in this chip so I can become a robot!"
The other man locked him up in an asylum.
After he got his sentience in the chip, when the chip grew legs and walked-
"Wait wait wait, this is getting too confusing" the narrator said, "let's cut to the numbered diesels."
D-11 was getting ready to find Diesel 8 the mountain engine.
D-11 woke up bright and early that morning to begin his search for Diesel 8.
D-11 searched high, D-11 searched low.
D-11 searched here, D-11 searched everywhere.
D-11 went over the river and through the woods, but there was still no sign of Diesel 8.
"I need to think" he said. "I know, I'll put on my thinking bucket!" And D-11 put a bucket over his head.
"Uh, sir? Why do you have a thinking bucket?" His assistant asked
"Because the store was out of thinking caps." d-11 explained
"And I'm the writer here, so whatever I say goes." The writer whispered to us, the readers as he snickered
"Whoa Whoa Whoa!" said the writer. "I'm appearing way too much!"
So he grabbed a hammer and nails and fixed the fourth wall.
But he forgets that I am Diesel 11, so anything I say goes. And I say that my assistant walked over, and CRASH! fell through a hill... or was it a hill?
Diesel 11 looked down the hole
"Tom, are you ok?"
*moans in pain
"What do you see?"
*moans in pain
"Uh... Ok... Two moans yes, one moan no. Do you see anything?
*two moans
"are you in trouble?"
*Two moans
"Ok, I'm throwing you my thinking bucket; it should help you think!"
*confused moan, then some metal bouncing noises, then "agh!!"
"Did you catch the bucket?"
*one moan
"Alright, I'm coming down then." D-11 said. He climbed down part of the way, but slipped and lost his footing. "Ow!! That was a longer fall then I thought. Good thing I landed on something soft... Oh, sorry Tom."
*muffled moans of pain
"sorry about all this; but after the drama that's been going on for a while, we needed some slapstick comedy to lighten the mood for a bit."
Meanwhile at the top of the hole, Frank finally made his official debut in this story as he walked by the hole.
"Hmm... Come to the hole in the hill, and when you get there throw down a flashlight, grappling hook and ham sandwhich. Well, those are unusually specific instructions." Frank said before tossing them down the hole. "Ow! What was that!?" Frank heard from the hole. "Ahh! Talking hole!" And Frank hid behind the conviently placed rock near the hole in terror.
...
The Writer was pondering a thought. "I wonder; am I my own character, or am I more than one character? Maybe I'm a metaphorical representation of Frank, Toz, TGC, Diesel 11 and Tug. But if I am more than one person, does that mean I'm a we?"
Then the writer thought, "Wait! There's more than one writer! And currently that is... Diesel 11."
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Meanwhile. Sir Topham Hatt was addressing the Presuisoltians.
"I've been trying to build a maglev line, but the project is falling desperately behind. Ms. Jenny said it would take otherworldly help to finish it, so I decided to get some. Are you interested in helping?"
"Yes sir!" Said Jacksonflige.
"Much Maglev! So yes! Very help! Wow! Wow!" Said the other Presuisoltians.
Sir Topham Hatt stared.
"It's a work in progress." Jacksonflige said sheepishly.
"Ok everyone, now tell the nice man "goodbye for now, have a nice day."
"All your base are belong to us"
"AGAIN?!" He said angrily
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The man with the microchip was of course Man In Infrared, who suddenly felt his memory return. He turned and grabbed the microchip.
"All right, Chippy," he said, "Time for a flashback!"
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Post by Toz76 on Sept 2, 2021 3:14:45 GMT -5
Chapter Five: The Shattering, 1657, and the Crypt, 2015
While Man In Gold was busy transcribing a scroll entry onto a computer, Daniel Erdagovern was holding the diary of his ancestor, Thomas Erdagovern. The shattering of the Prism was one of the most important events in Colormen history, and the only account they had that survived was Thomas' diary... and it was missing a page:
"Oh, how I wished this day would not come. But many of my brothers are losing their minds! Those of us who stay pure have realized no remaining options exist. If they can go mad while under the Prism's power, then they may find a way to harness it for evil! Forgive me grandfather Matthew, for no other options exist. We must destroy the Prism. All of us except Man In Gold shall take part; he will remain to protect the Archives and its priceless contents. As for me, I must go do it."
(Missing page; may have described the actual shattering in greater detail)
"It is done. The Spirit of the Prism agreed with us, and to keep our hands clean, broke the Prism into pieces and scattered them, and the cost of his own being, and the Morality Check. May he above have mercy on us."
After putting the diary carefully down, Man in Blue, in pure frustration, kicked over a nearby chair. Man In Gold looked up.
"How is this even possible!? One of the most important events in Colorman history, and all we have is an incomplete diary entry of it! Why don't we have anything else!?"
"Most of the archives are untouched Daniel; there is much we have yet to discover." Man In Gold assured.
Under a shelf, Daniel saw an old, loose page. He picked it up, and to his surprise, it was the missing diary page
"Well I'll be darned" he said.
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3 WEEKS BEFORE THE FIRST SPLITTING OF THE PRISM...
It was the mid 1600s, and all was not good with the colormen. Recently many had been accused of witchcraft, driving some insane and others into hiding.
In the Great Hall, the Man In Blue of the time, Thomas Erdagovern, was talking to Benjamin Criddleton, the Man In Gold of the time.
"I fear what has been happening. Even with the morality check some colormen are beginning to make questionable choices. I fear what may happen."
"I agree. Recently the shades of Red threatened me to hand over the scrolls containing the most powerful of spells. As keeper of the archives, I had to refuse, but I fear what may happen."
Ethan Randow, the Man In Silver of the time, ran in. "Thomas, we've got a problem. Man In Green, he's threatened to destroy his town's church if the witchcraft charges aren't dropped."
"Oh dear, this will not end well. Come on Ethan, we'd better solve this crisis before it starts."
"I shall stay and protect the archives." Benjamin informed. And he used the spear of Criddleton to summon his golden armor, and the spear became more powerful. Thomas and Ethan nodded and left
Meanwhile, the Man In Capri of the time was tied to a stake.
"You shall be burned at the stake. If you live, you are a witch, and will be sentenced to death."
"But that is unjust! I die no matter what!"
"Eh, you were a nuisance anyway. BURN HIM!"
Man In Capri desperately tried to turn their robes into cannons, but just ended up trapped inside a giant urn.
"Sorcery! Kill him!" Said Bishop Hatt.
Suddenly...
Lightning struck the ground in front on the townspeople.
"Release him, now!" It was the Man In Silver, armed with the Gauntlet of Randow. "Why can you not understand that we are not your enemy; we are sworn to protect you!" Man In Silver warned, and Man In Orange and Man In Gray began setting Man In Capri free.
"Heathens! Repent for your sins or be burned at the stake!" A deeply religious man called out
"One, we humble men with pure intentions. Two, I should report you to the King himself for this act; we are Sodor's sworn protectors, not the devil's spawn!"
"liar!" The man replied
Man In Silver shot lighting once again in front of the man. "In the name of God... GO AWAY!" he screamed.
Meanwhile, Man In Blue had just arrived at the town, where Man In Green held a torch to the church wall; he had doused it with lamp oil just prior to lighting the torch.
"You dare to burn the house of God!?" The clergyman said
"YOU dare accuse me of being a witch! Drop the charges or I burn her to the ground!" Man In Green warned.
"Never! You will stand trial for your crimes!" the clergyman eplied
"So be it!" and the Man In Green threw the torch at the wall; the fire began engulfing the whole building.
"Oh, brilliant." Thomas Erdagovern said to himself "this just went from bad to worse."
Suddenly, the flames were frozen in place.
"This hellfire was could only be frozen by the Demons of Dante!", cried the Clergyman.
"No", said a voice, "only by the power of the prism", then the frozen flames were smashed by a familiar hammer.
"Hello Thomas", said a familiar voice.
"Jonathan!", shouted The Man in Blue.
Jonathan Hikos, the then current Man in Steel had saved the village from burning to the ground.
Before the Man in Green could do anything, the Man in Steel walked up to him, and knocked him unconsicous with the same hammer.
"Hikos!", the Man in Blue said angrily.
"Don't worry Erdagovern, he should be only knocked out for three days this time... possibly", replied the Man in Steel, "Anyways, I have an important message for you,so let's bring the "witch" back to the Hall and discuss it, shall we"
The two soon left the village, with the Man in Green in tow, and arrived at the Hall, where the Man in Steel then proceeded to tell the Man in Blue everything.
"Is it as bad as we thought it was?"
"Yes. Those of us who haven't lost our minds or gone into hiding have regrouped here; the Great Hall is one of only a few remaining places where we can have Solace." He explained.
Man In Silver then came in "Just saved Man In Capri from burning at the stake. We gotta do something about this hysteria, but what?"
"I wish I knew Silver; I wish I knew." As Thomas Erdagovern looked to the heavens.
Man In Steel, now seeing that Man In Silver was also here, gave his message...
"This is getting ridiculous! The deeply religious citizens of Sodor are constantly after us! Man In Flame, Man In Safety Orange, Man In Burgundy, and Man In Teal are threatening to leave Sodor, and frankly, I can't blame them.-
"I think there is only one option. We must split the Prism." Said then-Man In Blue. "We can't infringe on their beliefs anymore."
"My hammer is the only thing strong enough to split the Prism. But I fear it will curse my lineage."
"Indeed it will. You will be banished from Sodor, and none of your line will be able to return to Sodor for 400 years, and then only in the presence of one of the writers. Is this a burden you are willing to take upon yourself?"
"If I must, but I suggest we look through the archives to see if there are any alternatives."
"Good call. I'll get Man In Gold, White, Black, and Silver to aid us. That will be the six necessary for the splitting ritual."
"You do realize that for the ritual to work, one of the six will have their lineages turned permanently evil?"
"I know. That's why we need to check the archives like you suggested."
So they set to work.
Days went by for the preparations. Thomas Erdagovern was standing in front of the Prism, thinking. "Spirit of the Prism, I know you have only revealed yourself once, to my ancestor Matthew, but in this time of crisis, I feel it only fair to speak to you first on this matter before we proceed." He said, hoping for a response.
Meanwhile, Man In Amber Apricot stood overlooking a field of wheat.
"I will not tolerate these accusations! For trying to starve me of my life, I will starve this whole town for winter! Lets see how long you will last without this year's wheat crop."
Onlookers were horrified as he summoned a lightning storm, each strike setting the field ablaze, destroying precious crops.
Meanwhile, not far away, Man In Plaid was preparing to poison the well at Kellsthorpe. And Man In Arsenic was scaring off all the livestock. And when no one was looking, Man In Off-White took forty cakes. He took 40 cakes. That's as many as four tens. And that's terrible.
The townsfolk responded by trying to apprehend each of these Colormen who had turned criminal. But everyone was shocked when Man In Off-White fell to the ground in pain. A local farmer had taken his bow, and shot an arrow that hit Off-white right in the back.
"Burn the heathen!" The townspeople chanted as they gathered around him
Meanwhile, Man In Arsenic suddenly fell to the ground in pain, as the spirit of his ancestor suddenly appeared. "How dare you try to poison this well! Think of the innocent lives you would have affected! You leave me no choice."
"My Knife! NOO!!" Man In Arsenic watched in horror as it faded into nonexistence, then reappeared in his ancestor's hand.
"When you turn good again, IF you turn good, you will get it back" As the spirit disappeared.
Man In Plaid had just driven off the last of Sir McColl's cattle when Man In Arsenic ran out at him.
"No! I can't let you do this! They'll take away your kilt like they took my knife!"
" That's why I'm doing it! The townsfolk have persecuted us long enough! And they'll never take the Kilt of Edinborough while I am alive!" Said Man In Plaid, thinking he was talking about the townsfolk.
"No! I must stop you!"
As the duo continued to fight, Man In Black watched from the shadows.
"It is as Thomas feared... the colorfolk have begun to fight amongst themselves. I must inform him at once!"
On his way to to the great hall, Man In Yellow stopped him.
there was trouble in this village; the shades of red had done the unthinkable. They had round up more than 80 people who believed the colormen were commuting witchcraft, and locked them in a barn.
"Do it." Man In red said; clearly his anger clouding his judgement.
Crimson, scarlet and brick were pouring lamp oil all over the barn walls, while Cardinal, Ruby and Rose prepared torches.
Horrified at what they saw from afar, Man In Yellow and Man In Black knew they had to do something, but what?
"you cast a spell to make it rain; I'll try to move in and break the locks!" Man In Black Said
"right!" And Man In Yellow tried his best to conjure storm clouds
Man In Black charged at the lock in an attempt to break it, but to no avail. Man In Yellow struggled to conjure up a single cloud.
But the trapped townsfolk were having none of it. They burst out of the barn, having used shovels and pickaxes to break down the wall. The angry mob chased the shades of red through the streets of Killdane, shouting."down with the witches!"
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Bishop Hatt looked on. He smiled. It was all going according to plan. He glanced at the real Bishop Hatt, trussed up in a corner.
"You can't do this! The colorfolk are good people! God gave them their powers for a reason!"
"The shades of red just tried to kill 80 people, bishop," said the impostor. "So I'm going to do your duty as bishop and declare them spawn of the devil, to be killed on sight."
"No! You can't!"
"I'm the Bronze Mage, Bishop Hatt," Said the impostor. "I can do whatever I want."
And with that, he strode to out to the pulpit.
"My fellow Sudrians...
"You are an impostor!" Shouted a man from the crowd. the man in Navy blue held the telescope of Astabar.
"You are no more a bishop than I am a warlock!"
"And how do you intend to prove that?"
"My telescope reveals everyone's "true colors," including yours!" A bright beam shot out of the telescope... The "bishop" was gone, only the bronze Mage remained
"Burn the witch!" As the townspeople began to swarm the Mage. "Just a minor setback" he said to himself, surprisingly calm.
But when they tried to go after navy blue... He simply prayed and said the Our Father three times. The crowd was shocked.
"No witch is capable of uttering the words of God... He is not one after all!" One towns person cried (actual logic used during real witch hunts in the 1600s, believe it or not.)
Meanwhile, the man in white had located the real Bishop thanks to the helmet of cronk
"Sorry this took so long; everyone is going nuts!" Man in white explained.
"Why did it have to come to this?" The bishop said
Most colormen that had kept their sanity followed suit and prayed in front of townspeople to prove they weren't witches.
Meanwhile, the shades of red were being punished by their ancestors' spirits as their artifacts were stripped from them.
Man In Blue, who was out to rescue the man in periwinkle, saw this from afar
"How could they do something so cruel... And while under the morality check too."
Then Man in blue thought "I hope the colorwomen are fairing better than we are."
Meanwhile, in Liverpool, the Colorwomen were all tied to a stake waiting.
"So.. we're foreign girls who dress weird, so we're witches?" Enquired Woman In Denim sarcastically.
"We're sorcerers, not witches! Can't they tell the difference?" Grumbled Woman In Zomp.
"There's only one thing to do. Everyone, turn your dresses into rockets!"
So all 300-some colorwomen chanted, and soon they blasted away.
They landedin a field in Hackenback, where they heard "Burn the witches! Burn them!"
"Oh, great..." moaned Woman In Peach.
"It's kind of funny in a twisted sort of way," pointed out Woman In Buff.
The then leader of the Colorwomen (lost records make it impossible to know who was leading the Colorwomen at this time) then said "we've got to find the Colormen; we need to know the situation."
"Well, you already found me." Man in blue said, he was carrying an unconscious Man In Periwinkle. "So where should I start?" He asked.
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Back in the present day, the bronze Mage was in a cave, he held his staff up as five clouds of smoke condensed into these unusual looking, alternate versions of Man In Black, Man In Red, Man In Off-White, Man In Green and Man In Amber Apricot."
"It is true that these colormen were purified; but there was so much evil in these particular five that I was able to re manifest new bodies for you. When the time is right, you will take part in my elaborate plan."
"Woman in Orange was just as evil as U.S.; why isn't she here?"
"She is; but since she's a color woman I had trouble with re manifesting her.
He pointed to another part of the room Where Woman in Orange was cut in two. From her hips down, her legs were running in a circle, and her body from fhe waist up was crawling, trying to catch her legs
"Get back! I want to be whole again!" She yelled at her lower body
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Man In blue had assembled the remaining colormen and colorwomen at the great hall that were still sane. When everyone was assembled inane great hall, he filled them in on the situation at hand
The five high colormen have decided to split the prism tomorrow night with the aid of Man In Steel. We are still working out some minor details. Please prepare yourselves for the loss of the morality check. The weakening of our power should help, though."
The five high colormen and Man In Steel walked into the Archives and took a seat at the table.
'"Now, the big question. One of us- excluding Man In Steel, who's already suffering from 400 year banishment- will have to have their lineage turned irrevocably evil for the ritual to work. Who will it be?"
"There is one thing we could try." The Man In Gold said. "There is a spell involving the "purging of one's evil" in case of corruption. We can save the lineage, but only when the time is right, as in when the prism is reassembled." Gold explained. "That could take hundreds of years."
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Meanwhile in the Colorfolk Archives, Man In Gold was desperately searching for information on how to reunite the Spirit and the Prism. He found this scroll:
" If one desires to split the Prism, in addition to the notes made above, one must have our a participating colorman lineage turned irrevocably evil. This Colorperson serves as the anchor to the morality check. Once the Prism is reassembled, all the evil will not simply dissipate when the Colorfolk are purified, but be transferred to the anchor. If the Spirit is not reunited with the rest of the Prism, (see page 7), it will cause an overflow of evil, too much for the anchor to hold at one time. The purifying clubs only have a temporary effect, lasting for a week, but only for a day while only lasting a day for the anchor. When the Spirit is reunited with the Prism, all evil will be purged from the Colorfolk, however it will also allow the Anchor to have an infinite capacity for evil. Bear in mind that the longer the Prism goes without the Prism, the more the morality check degrades. However, when the Spirit is reunited with the Prism, all "evil momentum" within the evil acts a colorman commits is transferred to the anchor. The anchor's entire lineage is also corrupted, so they return the artifact to the Anchor as soon as the Spirit returns to the Prism, and no ancestor can take it away. The Anchor Spell can not be undone, however, the status of anchor can be "moved to another colorperson at any time using the ritual described on page 11. We recommend giving the status of Anchor to a weak colorman, like Capri or Zomp, to protect yourself, for without proper precautions. Bear in mind also that the clubs will no longer function once the Spirit returns to the Prism.
-- This was page 9. Page 10, on the backside, was a diagram showing how the purifying clubs worked. A note pinned to the paper. It read:
"How I wish I had read this prior to the splitting of the Prism ritual! Man In Black is our anchor, and he has gone from the man I knew and loved to a monster in the space of a day. I've intrusted the rest of this manuscript to Flickerbee, so you may reunite the Prism and move the anchor if need be. Yours overdramatically, Thomas Erdagovern"
Surprisingly, Man In Gold was pleased. "It's been eight hours since we purified everyone, so I'll just keep people with the billy clubs handy to tap Man In Black every two hours. I'll have to move the status of anchor to someone else, but I'll worry about who later. And I finally know why I couldn't find the Reunion Spell in the archives: it was never there! Kendarboo had it the whole time!"
The Bronze Mage, who had been viewing this forum as a guest for weeks to follow his enemies movement (I know it's you! Stop it, Bronze Mage! You can't fool me!) was surprised to read this. "So if that's true, then what have I summoned?"
Suddenly, the six forms coalesced into one of two colormen not purified back at the base: Man In Amber Apricot! (The other, Man In Infrared, was sitting on the Lucinda playing with the microchip, with no memory of who he was).
"You're going down, Bronze Mage. I'm the most powerful Colorman Ancestor around!"
"You aren't an ancestor!"
"Oh yes I am! Apparently, my son took my position when I became a giant floating head. Now he's Man In Amber Apricot and I am SAURON!"
"Really?"
"It's all I can come up with offhand."
Man In Blue was meeting with Man In White, the Colormen's greatest tactician, to determine how to do this. But he already had a plan.
"Think about it; Man In Amber Apricot's powers are already unstable due to being a combination of two colors. Every man of the line has been notorious for spending most of their time as colormen trying to simply control their powers, let alone use them. Basically, even with the evil, he would have so much trouble trying to control it, by the time he did master it, he would be too weak from age to use it to its maximum potential." So this new man in Amber apricot has an idea."
He was sitting there quietly... He was very thin and pale. "I have a terminal illness; my doctor advised me that I have less than 4 months to live, which is not enough time to start a family, so we are going to "push the pause button" on this lineage, if you will.
"What do you mean?" Asked man in blue
"First, I will be made anchor, then, I will be turned to stone." He explained
"Why?" Man in blue asked, shocked
"Because our stone turning spell doesn't kill a person, I will just be in a state of suspended animation, no different from spells that involve freezing people in ice. But I will still be anchor, so I will get the evil, but since I will be in suspended animation I won't be able to do anything with it."
"Are you sure about this? Once we change you no one will change you back." Blue warned
"It is for the greater good, and I would die in about 4 months anyway, so yes, I am prepared."
"I'll discuss with the others this plan of action. Silver called Kendarboo and he's on his way here, so we should be able to do this soon."
Man in Amber apricot was then told to go to a remote building the colormen had; preparations had to begin as soon as possible.
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Meanwhile, in the middle of Henry's Forest, Steel and Tug were sitting by a campfire discussing what had previously happened.
"First off, who was that we met before, and why do you have those stone tablets?", asked Tug
"That's not important right now, and I need these to perform a certain spell", responded Steel
"Alright but I'm not carrying them", said Tug
"Fine by me... anyways what is your real name", asked Steel
Tug responded, "well actually it's...", but before he could finish a twig broke
"Someone's watching us... again", responded Steel
"Why, we're aren't even doing anything to the Plot", whispered Tug
"What... anyways when I say run, run", Steel whispered back
"Run!", he shouted and both of them ran the same direction like they were used to synchronizing themselves. They left the forest and decided the best course of action was hid out till the sun set.
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Meanwhile back at the Great Hall...
Man In blue was communicating with Man In Silver over a radio
"We're almost ready." He informed.
They told Amber Apricot the plan. "Once you are stone, the door will be welded shut, so no one will be able to get in or out.these walls are made of stainless steel, laminated with radmiium, an alloy that prevents people from teleporting into or out of the room. Stainless steel does not rust, so we won't have to worry about it degrading. Your sacrifice will never be forgotten, Man In Amber Apricot."
"Thank you. And my artifact?" He asked, as his arms were shackled to the floor.
"It will be petrified and sealed In cement; no one shall ever find it."
"Ok, I'm ready." Amber apricot said as he took his position
Everything went like clockwork. After the artifact was buried in cement in a location only known to Man In Lavender, the process to transfer the anchor began.
(Half an hour later)
"It is done; he is stone and the crypt of the anchor is sealed." Man In Silver radioed in as other colormen finished welding.
Man In Blue sighed with relief. "At last, spirit is restored to the prism, the morality check is back to full power, and we are once again a true force for good."
Man in blue later gave a small speech on man in Amber apricot's sacrifice, and everyone agreed; a new golden age for the colormen had begun
Meanwhile on another part of Sodor,
The former Man In Amber Apricot was talking with the other past Men In Amber Apricots.
"So, the other Colorfolk Ancestors kicked you all out, too?" Asked Phillip Gardrymen, the original of the 34 Men In Amber Apricot assembled nearby.
"Yes indeed," said the former Amber Apricot (still a floating head, and operating under the name of Brainiac), "and they've stripped away most of our power. It's a good thing Colorfolk become spirits after they die, otherwise I wouldn't have such a great team. Now, since I'm not dead, I can fight the living colorfolk while you guys do the other thing we discussed. Now, the Ancestors can't know we exist, so we're taking the next ship to Paris to lie in wait while we finalize the plan..."
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Post by Toz76 on Sept 2, 2021 4:03:25 GMT -5
Chapter 6: The Bermuda Triangle Island That Somehow Contains A Quarry and A Diesel Locomotive Despite Being Uninhabited
Man In Infrared, now fully purified but still without his memories, was having an animated conversation with the microchip when he saw something strange- a little shed in the middle of the woods.
Walking inside, he found a tapestry with a unicorn on it. "Hello," said the unicorn. "I shall grant you one wish."
"Really? Cool! I wish for..."
...my memories to return."
Man In Infrared entered a state of hibernation to allow his memories to return.
Meanwhile, in the hole we discussed earlier, D-11 and his assisstant were at the bottom of a hole with Frank looking in.
"Why are you down there?" Frank asked
"we're looking for Diesel 8!" D-11 called back.
"Please call a paramedic!" the assistant was finally able to say.
"Hey, what's with all this racket?" a voice said in the darkness.
D-11 looked over. "you! You're the engine I'm looking for!" D-11 said in shock.
"Yep! I'm Diesel 8, and I love spelunking!"
"Spelunking?"
"Hey, nobody needs an echo."
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Meanwhile, Shear was speaking to Man In Blue.
"The morality check is safe, the colormen are purified, and most of the loose ends have been finished or are being saved for future arcs. So can I please please please be a colorman now?"
"I have no problem with you becoming a Colorman... the real question is will the Prism allow you to become a Colorman. Come with me and we shall see if the Prism will accept you." And they went to the room where the Prism was kept.
Shear sat in front of the prism. This was the moment of truth. It was well established that he was pure of heart, but was he pure enough? Would the Prism accept a transgender colorman?
Suddenly, the Prism began glowing, and the original Man In Pink stepped out.
"Francis "Shear" Tipper. I understand you wish to revive the lineage of the Men In Pink. I have conferred with the other Ancestors and we have decided...
...You are indeed worthy of the great power of the Prism. Let us begin your transformation into the Man In Pink now."
In the air above the Prism, the long lost Bow of Scremar began to reform.
Meanwhile, D-11 was talking to Diesel 8
"So, I am Diesel 11."
"But you are a person."
"No, my name is Diesel 11."
"I know Diesel 11, he is my brother and you are not him."
"Of course I'm Diesel 11!"
"No, you are human!"
"Don't you get, it, I am... oh forget. Long story short, I am here to rescue you and reunite you with your brothers."
There were no rail lines near the hole, so Kelly was brought in to tow him out. Then the hole was too narrow, so they had to enlarge it, nearly burying those in the hole in the process. Then the couplings broke, the claw fell off, it rained sombreros... to make a long story short, by the time he was out of the hole, they it was 3 AM and everyone was grumpy and considerably poorer.
It was then that...
Diesel 11 once again reminded everyone how rich he was and this wasn't a problem.
"My assistant has been taken to the hospital and will be fine. And I have an announcement: In light of the recent exchange I had with Diesel 8, I have decided that from now on, I will be known as Elies D to avoid confusion with Diesel 11.
"Don't you mean Elias D?"
"No, I mean Elies D!" The now former Diesel 11 said
* Because:
D I E S E L
=
E L I E S D
All hail Elies D!
The ritual was complete. Shear now was the Man In Pink.
"Sweet! I'm a Colorman! What's my first job?"
"Training."
"Training!?"
"Yes. You need to learn Colorman History and genealogy from Man In Gold, Stress Management from Man In Capri, Tactics from Man In White, Janitorial tips from Man In Coal, Farmng from Man In Apple Green, Logic from Man In Silver, Combat from Man In Cadet Blue, Meditation from Man In Persian Blue, and spellcasting from me."
"I thought that you just learned it all by magic!"
"We're working on a spell for that, but it drove the last test subject insane. Now hop to it! Your dorm's in room 5-A."
Man In Pink sighed. This would take some getting used to.
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Meanwhile, Diesel 8 was being carefully loaded onto a flat car.
"Careful... careful..." Elies D said as the engine was on the flatcar.
"Good, now lets get him too..." Then he saw there was no engine to take it to the diesel works
"Darn it! I knew I forgot something!
Then *Elies D* stepped back, and started falling, and-
"Wake up!" "What?" "You fell asleep, sir." "Oh, phew."
So Diesel 11 was back to being Diesel 11, and they brought Diesel 8 to the Dieselworks.
"So anyway, to avoid confusion, I go by D-11, and Diesel 11 is the engine." He explained to Diesel 8
"That makes sense" diesel 8 replied.
"So to bring you up to date, here are your brothers I've rescued so far:
Diesel 1, the first of the line Diesel 2, who were trying to find parts for Diesel 6 isn't here now, but he works with Sodor Fire and Rescue; his foam cannon makes him good for fighting fires Diesel 10; no introduction needed Diesel 11; two claws Diesel 12: (insert accurate description here) And Diesel 13
"Hello brother" diesel 13 said as he rolled in, is engine beginning to smoke as he stopped. "Eh... The jinx still likes to play with me now and again" he explained.
Meanwhile, Thomas was still grumbling that this story was still not about him, so he went to go sulk in the Yard
"It's not fair that I'm not featured in any of the main story plots anymore", he grumbled, and so he went to shunt Gordon's Express
Later, Thomas was at the docks. He had an Important load to pick up and bring to Maron. Suddenly he saw the nearby water bubble.
Grampus surfaced and spit water out.
"Hello Thomas. Thomas?"
Thomas was soaking wet. "At least it wasn't an elephant." Henry assured.
Anyways...
the phone rang at the Dieselworks. Diesel 11 took the phone. "What! Really? I'll come as soon as I can!" "What is it?" "There was an explosion at one of my American companies. I've got to get there ASAP!"
So it was arranged, and D11 was flying out on an airplane headed for Fort Lauderdale. Toz, Frank, and TGC were accompanying him. So did Tug, who came at the last minute.
Everything was fine as they flew from Sodor. Everything, until they passed Bermuda. "We're in the Bermuda Triangle now, aren't we?" asked Tug. "Yes, but don't worry. Hundreds of ships pass through here daily." "But what if-" "What the heck?!" shouted the captain. "What is it?" "All the instruments are going crazy." And sure enough, they were. To make matters worse, a thunderstorm was brewing.
Everyone on board knew that it would take a battle of wits and such to get them out of the Triangle safely.
"Look, there's five of the most important people in this story on this plane, we're going to be fine." Frank explained.
Then they realized that the nearest airport was 200 miles away! "Bother!" said Toz, and the storm raged on.
"There's the runway; we're going to make it!" TGC said
"Oh yes!" Toz replied
"Told you." Frank dead panned
The plane came down rough, but landed
"Solid land!" They all cried out happily
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Back on Sodor, Thomas was delivering his train
"I wonder what's in these boxcars?"
While Thomas was wondering this, he banged into the buffers at Maron, and one of the boxcar's door opened ...
And out fell boxes of deserts with labels that said, " For Sir Topham Hatt".
" I can't believe all these trucks contain food for that man", said Thomas angrily.
So Thomas grumbled away over the Fat Controller's food addiction.
Thomas was so cross, he managed to start up without his driver! Yes, strong emotion can cause an engine to be able to move itself.
Thomas didn't get far though... Without his driver to apply the brakes, he crashed into the stationmasters house. Luckily he wasn't having breakfast that time
"You again? Was once not enough?!" He screamed angrily
Hatt later showed up
"You clearly don't understand Thomas; that food is not for me; it is for a party I was to have at Maron, but now I'll have to miss it to sort out this debacle!" He declared
Thomas was upset.
"Really? Shall I deliver a giant balloon on a flatbed next? How about a giraffe!"
Sir Topham Hatt was shocked. No engine had ever talked back before.
In short, Thomas was rescued and sent to be repaired, and the stationmaster moved.
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Meanwhile, Diesel 11 arrived at the company that was having problems.
Turned out, some termites had gotten to some explosives (it was an explosive manufacturing company), and that ends up with the, yeah, KABOOM!! Everything was sorted out, and so they finally went back home. But this time, it seemed that the Triangle wouldn't let them.
Thankfully, the plane landed on a deserted island in the triangle. The crew tried to stop the passengers from panicking, while D-11, Frank, Tug, and TGC deplaned and tried to think.
"Wait a minute! Frank exclaimed suddenly. "Where's Toz?"
Meanwhile, Toz (the extradimemsional being disguised as a lazy 14-year old) was riding a wave of Toz (the mystical energy) across the ocean back to Sodor.
"Ha! Suckers! Now I can work on important stuff! Take that!"
The other writers shook their fists at Toz, ate an apple, a pear, and some cheese out of pure spite, grumbled about Wellsworth not showing up, and begin planning how to get the plane and it's passengers to safety.
"Actually, I could just get out of here by taking advantage of a scene change, but I'll wait till later for that" Frank whispered to the readers
"Frank, who are you talking to?" TGC asked
"Uh... No one important." Frank said
"This is one of those times where it stinks bring the only one with fourth wall awareness." He explained to the readers quickly before taking a head count
"It wasn't that big a plane, so first, I want to get a head count so I know what we are dealing with... One, two, three..."
as for Toz... He wound up getting disoriented and ended up back on the island from where he started. He could leave at any time and try again, but decided to stick around for a little bit to see what would happen
So a disgruntled Toz returned to the seventh dimension. He wasn't going to get involved...
Meanwhile, back on Sodor, River Tid was just getting settled in on Edward's branch line.
"I'm really going to like it here." He said to himself
That night, Edward woke up from s terrible dream
"Ahhh!"
"Edward, what is it?" Henry asked
"I just had a nightmare. I was this stubborn rude engine and rocky had come to Sodor. I called him new fangled nonsense and got into some accident involving pipes. Harvey would only lift one at a time, and Emily was there and Gordon was there."
"Don't worry Edward, it's only a dream. But it sounds like you struck out there." Henry observed
Little did they know that the writers for the TV Series had heard Edward discussing his dream and decided to use it for an episode.
Anyway, River Tid...
Had just met Sir Topham Hatt; he was going to get his first official job.
Meanwhile on the island, Frank was taking a head count.
"9...10...11...12. Ok, so there are 12 of us. If we are going to survive, we will have to stick together and work together." Frank Explained
"And who put you in charge?" Asked one of the 11 others
"How about the fact I am a former boy scout and trained for these kinds of situations? Plus my emergency preparedness kit I packed should get us started."
"Fair enough." The man grumbled.
Securing the rather large box. Frank Proceeded to explain "To survive, we need to secure the basics: food, water, shelter, security, and the like. Luckily, I came prepared."
Since list every single thing in the box is going to take too long, Frank brought out only four things for now
"This is a shovel, we all know what it is used for. First thing we need to do with it: dig a privy." Frank explained
"Why?" One of the 11 asked
"So we have somewhere sanitary to go; we are not going to excrete in any rivers or lakes that may be here and risk contaminating natural water sources." He explained.
Frank had 4 shovels, so 4 volunteers found an area that was soft enough to dig, yet hard enough that the ground was safe to walk on, and prepared digging.
Then Frank took out a pair of giant, plastic water bottles. "Water is the most important thing we must intake. You can, and will die after going 3 days without water." Then Frank took out a machine with some pills "It will eventually reach a point that we may run out of bottled water, and if we can't find fresh water, we will have to drink sea water. This is a desalinization machine, designed to turn salt water to fresh water. And these are iodine tablets, they do the same thing. Just remember the tablets we only have a fixed amount of them. If this machine breaks, and we run out of tablets, and if there is no fresh water source, we are screwed." Frank then talked about when fresh water is found, he would explain the process of how to make it drinkable then.
Frank then took out an interesting looking gun
"This is a flare gun; when a plane flies overhead, we will use it to signal the pilot. We only have 5 green, 5 red, 5 white and 5 blue flares, so we must use them with caution." Frank explained.
"Ok, you guys take some time to get to know each other. We need to know everyone's strengths, weaknesses, and help each other. We don't know how long we will be here, so we need to be prepared for the long run." Frank explained
"And what are you going to do?" Diesel 11 asked
Frank took out a fishing rod, line, and machete.
"I'm going to see if there is a sustainable food source around here." Frank said as he began walking around the beachside.
The other 7 were talking to one another while the other 4 were digging.
Back in Sodor, the Numbered Diesels were worried.
"Where is Diesel 11?" Diesel 10 asked
"I'm right here." He said
"I mean D-11" Diesel 10 replied
"Oh, sorry. This isn't like him, I hope he's all right."
Meanwhile on the island, the 11 plane crash survivors were taking turns with the shovels while Frank kept searching.
"This area looks promising." Frank Observed as he cast a line out and started fishing. He cast his rod, and boom! caught a fgjfhhddgfdfhffjjtfbhgg assuaging benighted. In other words, Frank caught a rather nice sized Salmon.
"all right; a few more of these and we will have dinner for the night; we should save the rations in the kit for later on if food becomes a problem" Frank said to himself.
Meanwhile, the other 11 were digging the privy.
"How deep does this thing gotta go?" One of Diesel 11's workers said.
"Frank said 8 feet; but if we don't want to get sick, it is something we gotta do" the co-pilot pointed out. And the digging continued.
Then Diesel 11 remembered his phone. "We'll all be saved!" So Diesel 11 tried to make a phone call... in spite of the fact that there were no radio towers to carry the cell phone waves on the island.
Meanwhile, Tug had been searching throught the plane for usable equipment and parts he could salvage. "Good thing my engineering skills can come in handy... Maybe I could use some parts of the plane to build us a boat off this island... Better not take to much, we could probably use this plane as a temporary shelter", he said "Who are you talking too?", asked one of the attendants "The audience", Tug replied "Who?", responded the attendant "Wait... What did I just say?", asked Tug, " Ugh.. Nevermind". Tug went back to searching
Meanwhile...
Frank came back with dinner.
"I rechecked my field identification book; turns out what I have a groupers; salmon aren't found in the region of the world." Frank explained. He then reached into the survival kit, placed the fish in a cooler, then took out a log
"we can use this as fuel for a fire once I gather some kindling." Frank told the others as he took an ax and headed to a tree to cut some of its branches.
As he was leaving, one of the guys asked "is this privy deep enough yet?"
"Your mother reeks of elderberry!" "What?!" "I am the very model of a modern Major-General, I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral, I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical;a I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters mathematical, I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical, About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news, (bothered for a rhyme) With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse. I'm very good at integral and differential calculus; I know the scientific names of beings animalculous: In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General. I know our mythic history, King Arthur's and Sir Caradoc's; I answer hard acrostics, I've a pretty taste for paradox, I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus, In conics I can floor peculiarities parabolous; I can tell undoubted Raphaels from Gerard Dows and Zoffanies, I know the croaking chorus from The Frogs of Aristophanes! Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din afore, (bothered for a rhyme)b And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore. Then I can write a washing bill in Babylonic cuneiform, And tell you ev'ry detail of Caractacus's uniform:c In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General. In fact, when I know what is meant by "mamelon" and "ravelin", When I can tell at sight a Mauser rifle from a javelin,d When such affairs as sorties and surprises I'm more wary at, And when I know precisely what is meant by "commissariat", When I have learnt what progress has been made in modern gunnery, When I know more of tactics than a novice in a nunnery – In short, when I've a smattering of elemental strategy – (bothered for a rhyme) You'll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee.e For my military knowledge, though I'm plucky and adventury, Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century; But still, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General."
"Sir, why are you singing a song from pirates of Penzance?"
"No idea." He replied
It was all or nothing now. "Go it!" he yelled.
"Got what?" A worker asked
"IT"!! Eh siad.
A signal on your cell phone?" The pilot asked
"No!" said Frank; "a car!!"
Frank suddenly shook his head rapidly to clear his thoughts; "ok, two things. One, who sang that, because it wasn't me, and two, how do we have a car? D-11, did you pack one in the cargo hold of the plane?" Frank asked
"I thought the song would cheer us up" The co-pilot said
"Well, thanks for the morale boost, but we should really focus on what is at hand here. Anyway, what find of car are we dealing with here?" Frank asked, in addition to asking where it came from
"He, he," said TGC. "I stole it."
"ok... but what kind of car is it?" Frank asked "If its something like a Jeep or a SUV, it could be useful, but if it is a sports car, its useless to us." Frank explained
Diesel 11 spoke up. "Can't you see Frank? It is very clearly a-"
"A Ford F-150 with raised suspension. I found the truck in the cargo hold and raised the body with hydraulics from the plane's landing gear. I also took fuel from a sports car I found in the hold too. There were also a few gas canisters in there, so we might be good for a while", interrupted Tug
Frank Was glad. "Ok, so we got some transportation. Very good. Its a miracle those canisters did not ignite when the plane crashed" Frank observed
Frank and Tug then took a look at the privy. So far, the hole was about 8 feet deep.
"All right; looks deep enough to me, we just got to put something over it. What do you think?" Frank asked Tug
"A hat."
"Erm... There were some tarps covering the vehicles in the cargo hold I guess we could use", Tug responded
Frank thought it over. "I don't think the tarps will be solid enough. I can go cut some wood down for an outhouse of sorts. If we can get the toilet from the airplane bathroom out and put it over the hole, we'll be set." Frank observed.
Frank took an ax and went to cut down more wood. "What can I do?" Tug asked.
Frank pointed to the desalinization machine. "Can you make sure that works? After that, you can do whatever you feel will help us." Frank suggested.
"If we don't find a natural water source on this island, we'll all be dead within 3 days" Frank said to himself nervously
3 days passed... Turns out, the car was broken and unrepairable. The group had an unlimited supply of food, but they had just used the last of their water supply, and hadn't been able to find more. The group started getting a bit unnerved, and thought of loved ones they'd leave behind. For Diesel 11, it was his beloved Numbered Diesels. He couldn't stand the thought of leaving them.
That evening, they were settling down to a clam bake. (Frank was an extraordinarily good cook). Just as they started, they heard a news. Then they saw a light. Then they heard someone shout, "It's them! We've found them!"
The group was overjoyed. "We're being rescued!"
Then their hearts stopped beating when they heard, "Remember: Shoot to kill."
It was the Schnoz.
Frank woke up from a bad dream
"Ugh; that was not a good coconut." Frank had just gotten back from collecting wood for the outhouse, and Tug had already checked the desalinization machine for problems."
"it's fine. And the car is driveable, as I was able to fix and improve it when I found it." Tug explained.
Frank then started working on a fire pit; they needed the source of heat and means to cook, after all.
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Back at the Dieselworks, the Numbered Diesels decided that they had to do something.
"Any news on D-11?", asked Diesel 12 "Not from what I hear, they're working around the clock to find them since he's a trillionare", replied Disesel 11 "I hope he's alright", Diesel 13 said as his engine overheated.... Again
"Alright let's go check out the airport for clues!", responded Diesel 12. So they left to go find some answers
Meanwhile in Henry's Forest Steel angrily shouted to himself, " That Tug leaves in the middle of the night without telling me... I better go find him". Steel decided to let his hammer lead to his lost friend
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Anyways, back on the island, the night kept getting colder and colder. In the morning they woke up... frozen!
"Let it Go, Let it Go..." Diesel 11 was singing
"AGGHH!" Frank woke up from a dream. "that was too close... we almost had to pay Disney money"
Frank's fire pit had worked brilliantly, and now they had a means to cook food.
Frank took out a bow and some arrows. "Any volunteers to go out with me and see what kind of wildlife are on this island?" he asked.
"Sure," said Tug. Diesel 11 nodded.
So the three of them set off into the island forest.
Tug and Frank were looking around, while Diesel 11 suddenly started singing:
"Welcome to the Jungle! We've got fun and games!..."
We've got everything you want..." "Shh!!" "What?" "Sing something else, you know, like Pantera- Cowboys From Hell."
"Or just not sing anything, unless you are singing a soundtrack."
Meanwhile, Diesel 13 was on a stretch of track overlooking the coast
"Sir, where have you gone?" He was speaking to himself. Then he had an idea.
"I'll go save you sir!" And Diesel 13 hit the bend hard, coming off the thracks, speeding into the ocean... and sinking and ruining his engine.
"Why didn't I think this through? Oh no! The jinx is back!" Diesel 13 said, terrified
Sir Topham Hatt saw just how far Diesel 13 had come off the track... he was too far for Rocky, or Jerome and Judy to be of any help.
"We'll just have to leave you here until we can figure out a way to rescue you." Sir Topham Hatt explained.
Word spread quickly around the island of the half sunk diesel.
When word reached Brendham Docks, the Star Tugs sighed.
"Its too bad Mighty Mo isn't here; he could save Diesel 13 no problem" Ten Cents sighed.
"Who's Mighty Mo?" Salty asked, pulling alongside the Switcher
"Mighty Mo is a floating Crane Sunshine and I used to work with; since he was a floating crane, he could go anywhere within reason." Ten Cents explained.
"Aye; tis a shame, but who knows, since we've come here Lillie, Billy Shoepack, Frank and Eddie, Lord Stinker, and Samuel have all shown up, and Big Mickey is here. Who knows? Maybe one day Mighty Mo will find his way here" O.J. assured.
"Yea, let's hope so. And Little Ditcher too." And Ten Cents thought back to the fond memories of his old friend.
Meanwhile,
Steel's hammer had led him to the Coast. "Figures he would be across the ocean... Oh well... I better go get him", sighed Steel With that, he swung his hammer onto the ocean and froze himself a patch to stand on. As he started walking, a path of ice began to follow his footsteps as his hammer pointed him towards Tug's location
On the island, the water supply was running out fast for the strandeds.
"It's only been about 20 hours! How could we lose water like that; I had a prepared supply made anyway in the emergency kit!" Frank said
"Dramatic writing; meant to increase the tension." The writer informed
"Drama? We're going for accurate survival situation here!" Frank argued
The writer backed off. The three were still in the jungle. "Look, wild boar!" Frank said as he readied his bow. "Take the shot?" he asked
"No!" Said the Boar. "I wanna live!"
Frank was a good man, so he let the Boar go.
Meanwhile, there was trouble in Paradise...
But since Paradise, Michigan is thousands of miles away, it doesn't pertain to this story.
Meanwhile, Diesel 13 was still stuck in the water. Ten Cents was passing by with a barge one day, and it renewed his resolve to find help for the stuck diesel.
"I'll do it tonight." He said
When he was docked and everyone was going home, he called over the harbormaster
"...In short sir, if we can find Mighty Mo, if he is still around, he should be exactly what we are looking for." He finished
"I see. I'll make some phone calls tomorrow about finding him... and this Little Ditcher fellow too." He said
Ten Cents breathed a sigh of relief "Don't worry Diesel 13; we'll get help"
Meanwhile, elsewhere...
TGC looked in his suit case for extra things to help, he found a spare wheel to be used on Quicksilver, an ERTL Thomas, his phone- wait! His phone! He could write everyone out of here! But that would be an un-satisfying ending so he is going to cut a tree with the wheel for wood
Frank had come back by then, so he gave TGC an ax
"I think this may work better" He told TGC
"Where do you get all this stuff? I have less stuff in my abandoned forum! WHERE I AM REDESIGNING AN ENGINE!!!" TGC 'said'
"And plus it would be more interesting if you didn't have an equipment shop in your backpack" the writer added
"But it's not an equipment shop; it's just my emergency preparedness kit." Frank replied.
"And while I do have access into hammerspace, I'm not using it now exactly for that reason." Frank whispered.
So they were still trapped on the island, but they needed to know their next move.
So did Diesel 13. Who sadly, was still stuck in the waters of that beach.
Meanwhile, Tug's friend was about halfway to the island, and On the island itself there was trouble. The plane's pilot and crew didn't like Frank being in charge, so they decided to mutiny.
But Frank pointed out that if they got rid of him "what chance would they stand; I have trained for a day like this; what about you?" The crew ended up backing down.
Just then, they saw a plane fly overhead.
"We've got to signal them!" Frank yelled. He ran over and used the flare gun to fire a flare into the air. He prepared a second one, just in case. The plane seemed to turn towards the island.
It slowed down, then sped up again and flew away. "Darn!" said Frank. "That was a good chance and we blew it. Why weren't we fast enough?"
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To finally end this side plot, everyone went to sleep in the plane, and in the night Steel walked up onto the beach with a mad expression on his face "Thanks for telling me where you went... I literally walked across an ocean to come get you", Steel said to himself, " Come on we still have some things to find", and with that he dragged the sleeping Tug along the ice path. In the morning, the other 11 survivors saw the frozen beach. " Where's Tug?", Frank asked "I have a feeling he already left", replied Toz "Anyways the path is big enough for the truck so everyone load up and let's finally leave this forsaken island", Frank replied With that everyone loaded up onto the truck and drove back to Sodor Frank kept the truck, he planned to give it to Tug once he found him again, and everyone went back to their own story plots.
Frank went home and went online to catch up on what was missed
"Poor Diesel 13" he said, among other things
D-11 went to his beloved numbered Diesels
"It's so great to see you all again! Wait, where's 13?"
When he was taken there, the story was recapped
"What were you thinking?" D-11 asked, shocked
"That I could find and rescue you. Anyway, the harbormaster is working on getting help; if they can find this floating Crane called Mighty Mo, I can get out of here." Diesel 13 explained
"Actually, we don't need him. I've found one of the Numbered Diesels on the island (though I didn't tell anyone else) and he has a crane. What we need to do is get him. He's in perfect shape, too. His name is..."
Diesel 4!
But Unfortunately, it was no good. Diesel 13 was at least 200 feet from the nearest set of rails, in addition to being half submerged underwater.
"He would be too far out of reach" D-11's assistant observed.
Meanwhile, after several days of searching, the harbormaster received a phone call.
"Hello? Yes, that is me? What, are you sure? The mainland? Which harbor? Ok, I'll send someone to pick them up."
The Harbormaster found Hercules, the ocean tug. "Hercules, you need to get to the mainland right away; there is something you need to pick up."
"What are you sending me to pick up?" He asked
"No time to explain; let's just say I had an old friend do a favor for me." he explained
"Very well; I'll head out immediately." And Hercules steamed off to the Mainland Harbor.
Meanwhile, Diesel 4 was being lifted off the island.
But the current writer didn't get what the other writer meant, so
Meanwhile, the Z stacks were on the island when Zeke the ocean going Z stack arrived back from overlooking the star dock.
"Hercules is going over to the mainland" Zeke said. "Well then go to the mainland! And bring Zip and Zug with you they have a chance to help you, it would be a better chance if they weren't such idiots, and be sure to have a line on them at all times" Sailor John, the new captain zero said.
Hercules Did have a head start on them though. When he got to the mainland, he was surprised at what was waiting for him.
"Are you Hercules?" The mainland dock manager asked.
"Yes; I'm here to pick up something."
"Right there." The worker pointed.
"Thank you." Hercules was surprised with what he saw. "Well; I never thought any of you would show up again." He said.
Due to a squall, by the time the Zed Stacks had arrived, Hercules was long gone.
About a day had passed, and Hercules was lucky; he avoided and storms.
Now outfitted with radios, Ten Cents and Sunhine were instructed to meet Hercules outside Brendham Docks.
"Oy, there he is Sunshine, and look at that!" Ten cents said
hercules was coming in, pulling none other than Mighty Mo.
"hello ten cents, sunshine! It's been a long time."
"yes it has; welcome to your new home." Ten cents said
"don't forget me." A voice behind Mo said. The tugs went around
"little Ditcher! You to?"
"indeed." He said
"and don't forget me." And Irish sounding voice said.
Ten Cents was surprised indeed. "Scuttlebutt Pete?"
they may have had their differences, but the dredger was still a friend to the tugs. Hercules ten cents and Sunshine brought the three of them in; the other Star Tugs were waiting in port when they came in.
"I don't believe it; Mighty Mo, Little Ditcher and Scuttlebutt Pete after all these years." OJ said
"we should inform The captain about this." Zeke said, observing from afar. The others agreed and they headed for home.
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Meanwhile, at a campsite near the coast.. Tug woke up and said, "Wow what a crazy day, so Frank what should we do toda... Wait why I am back on the island!" "I brought you back", responded Steel, " I dragged you back here, literally, so we could finish what I came here to do. now that we have those tablets and you, all we need now is special kind of limestone from an old quarry nearby and a secret, lost spell hidden in the Colorfolk Hidden Archives". "Wait why do you need me?", Tug asked confused " I've explain later, come on we got to get to that abandoned quarry", Steel replied and so they left
What the two didn't know what lies a head of them... But that story is yet to unfold
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Post by Toz76 on Sept 3, 2021 3:30:26 GMT -5
Chapter 7: The Rescue Of Diesel 13
Man In Gold was reading a few prophecies: the Prophecy of Glue, the Prophecy of Pink, and the Prophecy of Earlobes. After filing them under "vague prophecies", he grabbed the next sheet of paper, which contained one long prophecy.
"Well, well! Now this is interesting!"
Suddenly, there was an ominous knock on the door.
"Wh-who is it?"
Man in Silver came in. "I heard you found some lost prophecies; is it true?"
"Indeed. Check these out." Man in Gold explained.
As they read them, they suddenly felt a tap on the shoulder. It was... Man In Black.
"Hey guys, I was wondering; could I see the diary of that account of my ancestor and the great beast he supposedly killed? I want to read it for myself."
"Fourth shelf, item 5701.18" man In Gold replied. And man in black finally had access to one of the most debated stories of the Colormen's first era- Arthur Blackson and the Great Horned Beast.
But back with man in gold, he was trying to eat his candy bar. Thanks to the braces, however, it was nearly impossible. "Shoot," he said.
The Prophecy of Glue:
Man in Gold is doomed. Forever marooned. Trapped, on the fence, with glue.
The Prophecy of Pink:
There are always skeletons. Two lie in the forest, one arm missing. Felled by an ex-Colorman, they are now irrelevant.
The Prophecy of Earlobes:
Don't get your ears pierced. You will BURN!!!
Man In Gold snickered. " Well, those were pointless. They don't even rhyme! Now, here's the one I wanted to show you..."
Then he stopped. And he stared. And "Oh no!" "What?" "Those were the correct ones. (You can tell because these I hold now just saw "WORMWOOD AND MY PANTS") This means that the Colorfolk are doomed!!"
"Wait, wait, no, I was right before, the thing I wanted to show you is here"...
"No, it's that what I said. Have you been listening to-" "Aha!" said Man In Black and Man In Jet in unison.
Wait, how am I killing off a plot point?
The account man in black is reading is the one that already exists; the source of the controversy; there's nothing new about it; it is the one discussed in the wiki.my apologies, I should have clarified; its is not a new account, it is only the one account.
"Man in Black, Man In Jet, what is it?" Man In Silver asked
"And I don't have braces, I'm in my mid-20s!" Man in Gold said to no one In particular (he's not aware of the writer just yet)
Man In Gold reexamine a the prophecies one more time. "Wait a minute, there's a dating inconsistency here; these are nonsense!" He said before checking in on what was happening.
Just then, the building started to crumble. "Run!" yelled Man In Gold. All the Colorfolk ran out. The building collapsed. "All our hard work for nothing!" they moaned. They knew now that they couldn't keep their things in buildings. They would have to use the internet for that. So, they chose 3WSR Forum, and made the Colorfolk Archives, where they would keep all their documents and such.
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Man In Pink was meeting outside with Man In Cadet Blue and Man In Cadet Gray
"Welcome to your first day of training; we will be your instructors this morning." Man In Cadet Blue said
Meanwhile, Tug and Steel were still on the island.
Good for them.
Elsewhere, Woman In Orange was remembering her days of evil. Woman In Green showed up, grumbling about her stacked boots.
Elsewhere, the Numbered Diesels were excited.
"Can't believe another of our brothers has been found!" Diesel 10 said
"Welcome home diesel 4!" They all said
Around this time, Ten Cents and Sunshine were getting ready; Mighty Mo had been repaired and was ready to rescue Diesel 13.
"He right over here." Ten Cents said as they pushed the crane into position.
"Don't worry Diesel 13; we'll have you out in no time!" Mighty Mo boomed.
"Thank you!" Diesel 13 was able to say between ocean waves.
Meanwhile, the numbered diesels were talking to D-11.
"Should we be there for the rescue?" Diesel 11 asked.
"Of course! Come on!"
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Meanwhile, the High Colormen were getting some development.
Man In Silver was having a dream. More of a nightmare, actually. He dreamt of Man In White fighting a giant floating head at the Colorfolk forge, a chicken stealing the Prism, two pink-clad skeletons lying in the forest, and finally, something coherent: Man In Amber Apricot, freed from his prison, armed with his artifact, destroying Tidmouth.
Man In Silver was a spiritual man, and he believed one or more of those events would soon occur. He settled down and began to meditate.
Man In Gold was searching through the Archives when Man In Black walked in.
"Look, I know we've never really been friends, and you probably hate me for what I did, but since the Men In Black were historically High Colorfolk, I was wondering..."
"After what you did, you're lucky the morality check keeps my from strangling you. No. Get out."
Man In Black left. As he did, Man In Gold felt his scars begin to ache again. Ha, you thought they were related to Man In Black, didn't you? Well, no, it was a cooking incident. He hates Man In Black for a different reason...
Man In White was delighted to have the Helmet of Cronk back, and was using it with joy. Suddenly, his amplified senses heard the Bronze Mage speaking to Percy Silver
"The glasses Woman In Pink wears protect her from the magic I infected her with. Remove the glasses, and we get our spy back. Understood?"
"What's a Percy?"
"AARGH!!!!!"
Man In Blue was cross. "Let's see; Drama, Drama, with pathetic attempt at humour, Pathetic attempt at humour... let's end this on a lighter note."
So Man In Blue walked up to Woman In Blue.
"Do you want to come to dinner with me tonight?"
"Took you long enough." Woman in blue said. Man in blue was relieved
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Meanwhile, the numbered diesels were watching the rescue operation unfold
"Almost got it!" A voice yelled
And soon, D13 was back on dry land. Den and Dart shunted him to the Dieselworks.
"Good to have you back mighty mo." Ten cents said
"Glad to be back." Mighty mo replied; proving that even after all these years, he was still as strong as ever.
At the dieselworks, diesel 13 was in the process of being repaired
"Oh dear." The worker said "the circuits that enable the programming that allows him to move on his own; the salt water completely fried them."
"We may have to call in a specialist; this is beyond the scope of our normal work." The foreman agreed
So, Diesel 13 was put aside; they repaired what they could, but they would have to wait on said specialist.
Meanwhile at the place where Man In Amber Apricot's body was stored, the guards sensed movement. "Open it up!" said the leader. So they did, and they saw the body, NOT a stone. With an evil laugh, it leapt out at them and, since the guards were not Colorfolk, slayed them. With their blood on his hands, the demonized Man In Amber Apricot laughed wickedly. "Soon, every colorman will fear me..."
Back at the Dieselworks, Diesel 13 was nearing completion
Back at the tomb of the anchor, the guards shook of their dream.
"Huh? Did you have the same dream?"
"About Amber apricot attacking us?"
"Yes. I thought it was real to, until I remembered something."
"What?" The other guard asked
"Well, once turned into stone, you can't turn yourself back, only someone else can, and no one can teleport in or out because the walls are coated with radmiium."
"What else?"
"Well, we welded the door shut; we can't open it even if we tried."
"Oh yea; this is sealed for good. Why are we here then?"
"Paying our respects to Amber apricot's sacrifice."
"Oh."
"in short, the colormen really thought this through." The writer explained to the readers
And so, these guards laid flowers outside the crypt
Back at the dieselworks, the Forman was talking to D-11.
"And in short, we were hoping you knew a specialist that could fix the circuits." He said. "The salt water really did a number on them."
"indeed I do; don't worry, I'll have him down here within the hour."
Meanwhile, at the Great Hall, Man In Silver was talking to the guards from earlier
"so your dream was of Amber apricot's escape?" Silver asked
"yes; if we didn't remember all the measures put in place, we'd swear it really happened."
"this cannot be a coincidence." Man in Silver concluded.
"The ancestors of Amber Apricot are no doubt plotting to go after him. We must find ways to prevent them from entering, as I'll bet they can melt through steel beams like jet fuel."
"Jet fuel can't melt through steel beams," pointed out Man In Jet.
"It's a figure of... oh, forget it."
Meanwhile, Man In Arsenic was standing in a field painting, when..."My Knife!"
All the Colorfolk artifacts were returning!
Meanwhile, Braniac was explaining his plan to the other ancestors.
"In the 1300s, Woman In White had twin daughters. Both inherited the colorfolk powers, but only one could become the next Woman In White. So the other moved to France. That's why we're here. When we eventually attack, we'll need all the help we can get. Let's go meet the French Colorwomen."
So they did.
Meanwhile, the Numbered Diesels had realized that they had lost track of how many of them had been found so far, so they decided to do a head count.
"Diesel 1 and Diesel 2 are here, as is Diesel 4. Diesel 6 is currently working for Sodor Fire and Rescue Co. and Diesel 10, 11, and 12 are here now." D-11 observed.
"And I am here too" Said Diesel 13... whose engine then began smoking. "And there is 5000 XL"
"So who are we missing; I feel like we're forgetting someone" Diesel 10 observed.
"I don't think we're missing anyone, but we'd better check the Master List on the 3WSR Forum."
Meanwhile, on Misty Island, Ferdinand was hard at work making the Shake-Shake Bridge not shake.
"Ready to test it?" Asked his driver.
"I'd say "THAT'S RIGHT", but they aren't paying me every time I say it anymore, so I'll just say yes."
Suddenly...
Someone remembered.
"Wait a second, wasn't this bridge destroyed back in the Bronze Diesel incident?" a worker pointed out
"I think he means it was since rebuilt as a proper bridge" another pointed out
"Was it?"
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Anyways Steel and Tug were leaving the Quarry with the special limestone, and were not still on the island, wonder why I said that even though twice before I said they were on Sodor, oh well.
"So why did we need this limestone again?", asked Tug
"We need the limestone to make a special chalk for the spell", replied Steel, "Now all we need is to go to the Colorfolk Hidden Archives for the hidden spell".
"Ok... but what does this spell do?", asked Tug
Steel looked around, sighed, and said, "It... brings back the dead...".
"Really? ... Who do you want to bring back?", Tug asked curiously.
"Come on let's go, anyone could be listening in", Steel said as the two hurried off towards the Archives.
Meanwhile in another a plain of existence known as "The Gate", "Hmm... It seems my return is closer than I originally thought, soon I'll return to run amok again... all due to a naive man looking for a way to see his... hmm.. it seems some people are listening in to me... sorry I can't tell you my name yet folks, but soon you'll know it... and fear it... anyways return to your normal plot line", said a mysterious Man in Armor...
The writer was freaked out by what just happened so he changed the story to focus on another part of the story where Man In Gold was trying to keep his pet Atchie in his pen. Atchie was an "Oblivious Quivious", a creature with three heads, a wire, a trash can lid, and no noses. It was, of course, the twin brother of a good piece of cheese.
"Get back here, Atchie!" He said. "It's feeding time! Roast yogurt, your favorite!"
Man In Blue walked over to the pen, where Man In Denim was trying to hold his laughter.
"Will it be possible to preserve my sanity if I ask what's going on?"
"I told Man In Gold he spent too much time in the archives and he should get a hobby, so he caught a wild Oblivious Quivious and is trying to tame it."
"An Oblivious Quivious? He does realize that the head with the sunglasses and the fancy hair shoots venom, right?"
"Ow! My eyes!" Yelled Man In Gold from the field.
"He wants to breed them. He says it's quite lucrative."
Man In Blue shook his head. "I was going to ask Man In Gold to manage things during my date night, but I think I'll ask Man In White instead." As he walked away chuckling, he heard: "Ah! I didn't know they could bite!"
Man In White was more than happy to look after things when Man In Blue went on a date.
"But you need to go to this meeting first; it is about the Crypt."
"Fine; I have 7 hours anyway." Man In Blue stated.
Soon, Man In Blue was discussing with other Colormen the Crypt of the Anchor; Man In Amber Apricot couldn't turn back on his own, but now they had to work on the other part of the equation: preventing the Crypt from ever being found.
Granted, it was in a remote area of the Sudrian mountains, inaccessible by normal means... but they had to make sure no one would ever find it.
"We know that some Colormen spirits are able to appear on our plane of existence... so how can we be sure that the Amber Apricot Spirits will never find the Crypt?" Man In Blue asked the others
"I have been working on that" Man In Bright Turquoise explained. "I have manipulated the time-space dimensions around the Crypt; it no longer exists on the astral plane of existence; it only exists on the physical plane, meaning that the spirits won't even be able to interact with the Crypt."
Man In Bole then spoke up. "I finally figured out a contraption that works! Check it out guys! It is a perception filter." He showed the others.
"What does it do?" Man In Gray asked.
"See this chair?" Man In Bole pointed out. He put the device on it and turned it on.
"Hey? Where did the chair go?" All of the Colormen in the room began asking... except Man In Blue.
"Hmmm... very clever Man In Bole; a filter that manipulates people's brainwaves into thinking there is nothing of interest there, and immediately look away from the object... brilliant!" Man In Blue said.
"Hey; why doesn't it work on you?" Man In Yellow asked
"I'm immune to all forms of hypnosis" Man In Blue explained. The Colormen continued discussing various ideas and things for The Crypt; it was important that the anchor remain undisturbed.
Meanwhile, the writer was thinking back to old plot points, and decided to revisit the Tugs. Though Zak did join the stars in an earlier arc, he decided that this didn't really go anywhere, and had Zak rejoin the Z-stacks, where he was welcomed by his old friends with open arms.
"Welcome back Zak!"
"Glad to see you have returned."
"It feels good to be a Z-stack again." Zak said
Meanwhile, the Star Tugs were given a job to do: delivering munitions to a Navy ship.
"Oy, I didn't think we would be handling munitions again." Ten Cents told the others.
"Its not a big industry on Sodor; but once a year the Navy orders a literal shipload of the stuff from Sodor Maron Munition Co, and its our job to deliver it, so I understand." O.J. explained
"Well in that case count me out; I'd rather deal with Frank and Eddie than munitions" Top Hat told the others
"On the bright side, we won't have that Bluenose breathing down our necks to cause an accident" Big Mac stated.
"Indeed" Hercules said. And so, the tugs set off to work.
Meanwhile, Man In Blue's meeting was complete. He was in the bathroom of his private quarters, talking to himself via his mirror.
"Now just keep calm Daniel; you've been waiting for this moment for years... just keep calm." He said; he had feelings for Woman in Blue for a long time, and it really was amazing to him that he was at this stage.
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Steel and Tug easily entered into the under-refurbishment Colorfolk Hidden Archives.
"What is this place?", asked Tug
"That's not important right now but hurry, let's find this spell before others arrive", responded Steel as he and Tug quickly moved to a wall before stopping
Steel said, "Here it is, the secret entrance my ancestors wrote about... Now I just have to touch this and... Now the Preservation Room... Where the most secret and dangerous documents are kept to be used in times of needs".
Tug asked, "So what document do you need?"
Steel replied, "I need the Spell of Hades".
Luckily the documents where alphabetized and the spell was easy to find, but was marked do not use... Steel ignored that and grabbed it anyway. He used the special limestone to draw the spell's magic circle on the floor. The purifying tablets were placed on the five ends of the pentagram and Steel stood in the center. Tug stood to the side and watched Steel begin.
Steel read the spell and said, "Kali Van Baph Plu Ton Pue Erta!", then a white light flashed in the circle and a light appeared from Tug into the circle. Tug watched Steel get absorbed by the light and runs into it after Steel.
Steel and Tug woke up in an entirely never-ending white area around them. "Where are we?", asked Tug
Steel answered,"I don't kno...", before they heard a voice say, "Welcome to the Gate gentlemen".
"Who are you?", Steel and Tug both asked
The Armored man replied, "I like the name Hohenheim... but the Colorfolk of old called me... The Blood Alchemist".
"No.. no... they banished you... destroyed your physical body..", replied Steel worryingly
Hohenheim responded, "Oh yes they did... I was banished here in the realm between the physical and spiritual realms, The Gate, and I intercepted your spell into the spirit realm... My body was destroyed, but they trapped my spirit in this armor. You fools have opened up the Gate back into the real plain so I'll be going... except I'll be taking the writer's body over there, it has so much untapped potential..".
"Wait what?", Tug asked as he fell over.
"Tug!", Steel shouted as he watched his spirit leave his body and the armor fall into pieces...
Tug's body stood up and Hohenheim's voice left his lips, "Finally the World will be mine both the realm of this dimension and the one of the readers!", then the flash of light returned to the preservation room. Hohenheim, in Tug's body, had arrived slightly before Steel and the armor, so he left before he could be confronted again.
"What have I done?", Steel said crying
"Man up... would Tug want to see you like this?", said a voice
"The original Man in Steel... Vincent Hikos", replied Steel
"There is a way to bring your friend back, his spirit was forcefully removed from his body, so it came back with you and did not move on into the spirit realm. There is a spell that can temporary put his soul into another object, and the armor over there that can suffice for now. It's called the Spell of Transmutation, and it's right over there. All you have to do is say the spell and his spirit will be moved... but the drawback is you will give some of him your colormen power to keep him in this realm and you will be unconscious for a while after it is completed".
"I don't care about the risks... it's my fault for causing him this pain, my suffering will never equal what he has to go through now", Steel replied
Steel found the spell and was about to start when Vincent said one final thing, "Just remember, in order to get his body back you must expel Hohenheim from his body, if you destroy it, your friend will never be whole again", and with that Vincent Hikos disappeared back into the void of spirits.
"Alright... let's do this", Steel said as he spoke the spell, " Man Tra Han Kou Sai Alph Hons Elric!", and with that Tug's spirit entered the armor with a flash of light.
"Steel what happened I feel weird, empty, and.. Steel!", Tug shouted as he saw Steel fall onto the floor.
"Tug, get to the Great Hall, they'll know what to do... just tell them the Blood Alchemist has returned...", and with that Steel fainted.
Tug grabbed Steel and ran towards a map in the Archives, found where the Great Hall was, and ran out and down the mountain range.
Meanwhile, at the Great Hall Man In Gold was healed, and returned to his job as keeper of the archives. "that is the last time I distract myself with something like that." He said as he resumed his duties.
Man In Blue met Tug outside the Great Hall.
"what happened?" He asked
"The Blood alchemist; he has returned!" Warned Tug.
Man In Blue thought it over "Oh dear... and we thought that was a myth. Well, we can't waste time. quickly, into the great hall; even he cannot enter it, or feel its presence; the charm protecting it prevents evil from detecting it or finding it." Inside, Tug brought the other Colormen up to speed.
"In summary, the Blood Alchemist, who goes by Hohenheim, stole my body, I'm now in this suit of armor for some reason, and I have no idea what has happened or who any of you are", Tug responded
"Well we're the Colormen and we protect Sodor and the world from evil, and we promise we will get your body back, though I wish your friend the Man in Steel would wake up, I wonder how you're here and why he's out after what you told me", replied the Man in Blue
So the colormen, waited in anticipation for Steel to wake up and learn more about the true danger they were going to face.
Man In Amaranth Purple was finishing his healing potion.
"As much as I hate the term "potion" as a doctor I cannot deny the accuracy of its naming with regard to its effect."
And so, the Colorman doctor came to where steel was.
"This should help" he said as he poured the healing potion over Steel's body.
Steel stood. "Huh? What? Where am I?"
"Steel? Do you remember Hohenheim?"
"Yes! He's taken over Tug's body!"
"He's taken over a writer's body!? That means he could alter the fabric of reality itself!! There's not a moment to lose! Man In Pink, Royal Blue, Forest Green, Yellow, Cadet Grey, and Ball Blue, cone with me! We have to stop him!" Said Man In Silver, grabbing his artifact.
"Mind if I join?" said a voice.
It was Man In Black.
Man In Silver was uncertain. He knew that Man In Black couldn't control what had been done while he was the anchor, and he was genuinely remorseful, but it was hard to accept him after all he'd done, especially to Man In Gold.
Meanwhile, The Bronze Mage sensed a presence.
"Well, well, the Blood Alchemist. A former teammate of mine, I seem to recall. But why is he returning? Are we reforming the group?"
"I... don't...know" gasped the figure behind him.
"Ah, yes, that's right, you were one of us, too, before you betrayed us. If my theory's correct, then all of us, including the boss, will be back soon, and then they can deal with you."
"I'll... help.. you"
"Too late, Lightbender. Maybe the Blood Alchemist can find a use for you. In the meantime, Percy Silver will use you as a target, because right now a Stormtrooper's gun is more accurate than his lightning bolts."
And with that, the Bronze Mage left Lightbender. He hadn't seen the Blood Alchemist in centuries, and they had some serious catching up to do.
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Post by Toz76 on Dec 16, 2021 3:28:42 GMT -5
CHAPTER 8: Meanwhiles within Meanwhiles
Meanwhile, Gordon was upset with the Colorfolk. "Who do they think they are?" Just one of them overheard him and approached Gordon looking very cross.
"Well," said the Colorman, "I think we're a group of people sworn to defend Sodor from evil. Are you mad because we're taking over the story from the engines?"
"Yeah, somewhat..."
"Yeah, sorry... I'll just leave now." The Colorman scampered off.
Gordon was still cross when he reached Knapford. Emily, Duck, James, Henry, and Thomas were there.
"They have had plenty of plot development, why can't we?" Gordon asked
"To be fair, recently everything has been Pretty normal around here recently" Thomas pointed out.
"Shouldn't you be on your branch line Thomas?" James asked
"Sir top ham Hatt asked me to come here; says he needs me to transport something important
Hatt came out. "Ah, there you are Thomas; I need you to go to the docks; there is a giant balloon on a flat car that needs to be delivered." He said
"Sir, wouldn't it be easier to just transport it by lorry? I mean sure, we don't like lorries, but engines like us can't just take a whole day to transport one item of questionable importance." Thomas said
Hatt thought "hmm.. You're right Thomas; my trains should not be bothered with such trivial loads; I'll call the docks and tell them to transport it by truck; no need to waste a whole day on a balloon." And Hatt went to make the call.
"A balloon on a flatbed... Who thinks of these things?" James asked
"Probably a kids show writer running out of ideas." Gordon replied
"Well was that supposed to be funny, Gordon?" asked Duck.
"I have to go pick up some of the Colorfolk at Callan Castle and take them to Pirates Cove." said Emily
"Why are they going to Pirates Cove?" asked Gordon.
"I don't know Gordon! I have only been asked to transport them. I wasn't told any reasons to anything." Emily said as she made her way out of Knapford.
"Maybe they are looking for treasure, Gordon!" said Duck as he left Knapford.
Just then, Sodor Castle arrived. "I'd like to know why I'm not in the story yet!"
"But I'm not! I'm a Main Line Express Engine! Haven't you read about me on the ERS on SiF?"
Gordon, then woke up from a nap: "I had a dream a castle talked to me."
"Castle! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Who are you?" replied Gordon. "I've never seen you before."
Just then Percy puffed in: "Oh, Hello there you must the new engine..... Odor Casteel?."
Sodor Castle was horrified at what Percy said: "My Name is SODOR CASTLE! Like the landmark."
"Oops, I am Sorry." replied Percy.
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Meanwhile, the Colormen that had arrived at Callan Castle assembled for their task at hand.
"Ok, now as we all know, some artifacts have been given back via our ancestral spirits, but others have been lost at various points in our history, and they need to be found. We have a lead that some artifacts may, in fact, be buried or hidden in the grounds of this castle, so let's begin the search"
And the dozen or so Colormen began searching the grounds.
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Meanwhile, Hohenheim was getting used to his new body...
"Oh youth, how I miss this, actual flesh and blood, and an easier way to manipulate the story... isn't that right writer?", Hohenheim said with an eerie smirk.
The writer, scared for his wits, decided to add other characters that arrive next to the Blood Alchemist to distract Hohenheim from creeping him out even more.
"Hello Blood Magician", the Bronze Mage said sarcastically, who had just showed up with Percy Silvers as the distraction created by the writer...
"Figures it would be this idiot". Hohenheim said under his breath, "You do know alchemy is in fact a science, unlike the witchcraft you perform, you wannabe witch".
The Bronze Mage flustered, shouted,"Wannabe... Why you...", before he could do anything, he stopped and couldn't move. "What are you doing to me?", he asked, scared.
"You see my friend, don't you remember why the call me the Blood Alchemist, is because I can manipulate the blood inside you to do my bidding, like stopping your movement for example. Unlike your sorcery from that artifact you have, My powers come from equivalent exchange. The artifact I have, The Fob-Watch of Amestris, requires that I have to give up something, like a part of my spirit, so I really don't like wasting it on the likes of you. But, that's only a tiny bit of my true power. It seems I have become stronger while in the rift between the realms, and you yourself has become weaker, and since I pity having to kill the likes of you, I have a deal. Work under me and live, or refuse and die by the hands of my power. Your choice", said Hohenheim.
The Bronze Mage was left with only one option, and that was to use his natural magic.
"You forget, the artifacts are not the source of our powers; they merely enhance and provide a conduit for our powers; Colormen powers derive directly from the prism!" And the Bronze mage broke free of that spell, and in turn caused chains to come out of the ground and restrain the blood alchemist.
"It seems you need a reminder of your own history." The Bronze mage said. "Do you even remember what alchemy is?"
The Blood alchemist said nothing as the Bronze mage continued
"alchemy was a sort of pseudoscience that lead to the development of modern chemistry. Heck, some of the greatest minds in history practiced the art. Isaac Newton was one, heck even Robert Boyle, the father of chemistry, practiced it. There were two main goals in alchemy: finding the so called "Philosopher's stone" to turn lead and other metals into gold, and finding the elixir of life. Both endeavors failed, but in the process modern chemistry took its roots."
The blood alchemist simply looked at the bronze mage.
"Alchemy is a dead end; not even the current Colormen are interested in it; so why after all these centuries do you continue to use it?" The Bronze mage stated. The blood alchemist prepared to respond.
"Because... The Philosopher Stone of Legend is not what those foolish chemists were led to believe it was. I have learned how to make it through my time trapped between realms, and I require this body and I hate to say this.... assistance. I need living souls to make it, and you know the most powerful colormen alive, then it will be at the greatest power it can be made into. If you help me as... urgh, partners... we can defeat the colormen and takeover the world... urgh, together. If you deny my proposal, just remember you didn't argee and brought my wraith upon yourself", said Hohenheim
The Bronze Mage thought for a minute, and said "I am the very model of a modern major general."
"What?"
"Sorry, I mean yes; it's about time the Colormen had a real threat to face." The Bronze mage told the Blood alchemist.
"Excellent, and after we kill them..." the blood alchemist prepared to say
"You will not kill them!" The writer informed
"And why not?" The Blood alchemist said.
"You forget that this is still a kids show and thus not appropriate" The writer continued
"Curses!" The blood alchemist said. "However, there is nothing against other means of elimination, such as the Destructator II/B12.12775.18-185/24."
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.. Sodor Castle was still fuming over what Percy said: "I can't believe that little Green engine called me "Odor Casteel". Hmph"
"It was a mistake!" said Sodor Castle's driver.
Meanwhile, the Star Tugs were busy with their latest contract, the munitions. As Cranky the Crane was loading the ship, Big Mickey and the tugs were telling Cranky and the other engines about their last experience with munitions.
"...and then, Bluenose was so stubborn, he didn't consider common sense and ended up causing a fire! his engine was out but Ten Cents got him out of the way." O.J. was saying.
"But that wasn't the end of it; the explosions spread to the dockside, and the next thing I knew I was falling over into the dock! I blacked out after that." Big Mickey was saying.
"Oh my; then what happened?" Cranky asked, feeling unusually curious about the story.
"Well, good old Samuel showed up and thanks to him, Warrior and Sunshine, we managed to contain the fire" O.J. continued.
"Though sadly, I was too late to save the day" Top Hat stated
"But one of the real heroes that day was Ten Cents; when that fuel barge caught fire, he pushed it out to sea; blew to smithereens and knocked out his engine!" Sunshine stated.
"If it wasn't for Grampus, I wouldn't have made it back" Ten Cents continued.
"That day, i brought in a switcher, and took away a twitcher." Grampus explained.
"What?" Salty asked.
"Poor Bluenose was in shock after the accident; didn't speak for weeks afterwards" Grampus explained.
"And what happened to the Kraka Toa?" Porter asked.
"The explosions tore her apart; sank right at the dock. After she was raised Burke and Blair took her away and poor Kraka Toa was brokeb up for scrap" Hercules informed.
"Not that there was much left; those munitions destroyed a lot of the boat; barely broke even on her" Burke and Blair said as they steamed by.
"Why are they even here?" O.J. said; he didn't like Burke and Blair after their many attempts to try and have Captain Star sell him for scrap.
"They are owned by Sodor ironworks; they bring scrap in from the Isle of Mann and take the smelted iron sheets back to Mann for various industries" the harbormaster explained.
"Next barge please" Cranky asked as the empty one was taken away and the new one brought in.
"So, munitions are pretty dangerous?" Cranky asked
"Yes indeed; be glad that we only have to deal with them on rare occasions" the harbormaster said.
"there's just one thing that bothers me" Porter asked the tugs
"What?" Hercules asked
"Whatever happened to Bluenose?" he asked
"No idea" Big Mac replied
"And quite frankly we don't really care" Hercules added.
"He was such a nuisance" Top Hat said.
"Attention this and orders that" Ten Cents said sarcastically
"Glad he's not around to ruin this load of munitions." O.J. added
"Agreed" they all said together.
Edward arrived at the Docks, ready to collect the train of munitions.: "Hello, Everyone!"
Top Hat yelled out: "Be careful with that number 2."
But Cranky was confused
"Hold on, I thought I was loading this boat with munitions; is there a train no one told me about?" Cranky asked
"You are correct, Cranky! How ever one train is meant to be taken to Callan for a project" said the Dock's master.
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"Well we're not really killing the colorfolk, just using their spirits/souls to power to stone", Hohenheim said to the writer. "Still, I'd like to use my new Destructator II/B12.12775.18-185/24."
"I hate to break it to you, but..." as the Bronze mage took the item and fired it; only a stream of water came out
"that is a water gun" he pointed out. Regardless, the Blood alchemist went deep into thought, thinking about what his next move should be.
"Wait!" called a man. "That's not your Destructator II/B12.12775.18-185/24, this is your Destructator II/B12.12775.18-185/24." "Thanks!"
"Why am I using this stupid thing when I have the Fob-Watch to improve my power", said Hohenheim, so he threw it on the ground and said, " Well Mage grab your assistant over there and lets get to work".
So the Bronze Mage and the Blood Alchemist had made a temporary truce against the colormen and left to get to work. What they didn't know was the oncoming event that would happen when the two sides meet.
Meanwhile...
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Billy was at Callan.
"What's going on?" He asked Man In Orange. "Why do you need munitions?"
"No one says munitions anymore! We need explosives to find the missing artifacts!"
"Based on our findings, there is a hard rock covering a patch of land, and under that rock are some of the lost artifacts." He explained. "Which is why we need explosives"
Just then Lord Callan arrived in Spencer and seen the Colorfolk unloading the explosives: "WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON? And what are you doing on my Property with explosives? Lord Callan said.
"You don't own Callan Station, just the castle, which is over a mile away. Chill out." Man In Transparent snapped.
"Well, we don't have explosives yet: plus we'll be able to repair any resulting damage anyway." Man in Royal blue pointed out.
"Plus, we're trying to find some artifacts belong to our family lines; we have reasn to believe that under a stone slab here, some of our artifacts are buried, which is why we need explosives to get through said stone." He further explained
"This station is on my estate. It was built to service my castle until Sir Topham Hatt helped me build a platform at the castle." Lord Callan explained "Please don't destroy my castle."
"What? My sincerest apologies, I mis-spoke. Buried about 4 feet underground somewhere on these grounds is a stone slab dating back to the dark era of our history. Artifacts were buried under it to keep them safe and now we need to find the artifacts to reclaim them. I assure you, it's not your station or castle were going to use the explosives on, it is that rock slab when we find it."
"I understand, Mister?..... Who are you again? Also if you all like, you can come to my castle for Tea and refreshments when you are done searching." said Lord Callan
"Oh goody!" said 87.4-910.
"Who are you people anyway? I must know as this is my estate." said Lord Callan.
"We are the Colormen; we protect Sodor from evil forces that "normal" means cannot otherwise deal with." Then man in orange looked at "87.4-9.10"
"And what did we tell you about changing your name man In baby blue!"
"Sorry" man in baby blue said
"It's not Man In Baby Blue, it's a new species of alien I bred just for the game!" said a mad scientist.
Meanwhile, Man In Silver's team, plus Man In Black, were tracking the blood alchemist.
Meanwhile, the Presuisoltians were hard at work on the maglev rail.
Meanwhile, Emily was getting impatient with ColorFolk and she blew her whistle loudly at them.
"Why does everyone hate us all of a sudden?" Grumbled Man In Purple.
Emily then snapped at the Main In Purple: "I don't hate you. I am just a very impatient engine. And you told me that I would take you to Pirates Cove at past Tea Time."
"I did? Oh, yeah... I promised Man In Ghost White I'd help him out there. C'mon, let's go."
Meanwhile, Sir Topham Hatt was in his office, trying to find an appropriate place to hang up his lampshade.
"I beg your pardon?"
"Hanging up my lampshade; you know, making reference to the ridiculousness of a situation by pointing out how rediculous it is and telling the audience to accept it." Hatt explained to the man in the room
"Oh; but this isn't a tv show."
"Though it does feel like one" Hatt replied "True." The man accepted
Meanwhile the star tugs had finished with the munitions ship, and it was sailing out of port.
"excellent; that's how a munitions loading should go." O.J. Stated
"and no bluenose to mess things up." Ten Cents said happily.
but the writer decided the Tugs needed some tension, and With the Z-stacks occupied with another plot, the writer made an interesting call
the tugs were just minding their business when a familiar, but despised voice was heard
ATTTTEEEENNNNTION!!" Was heard as an all-to-familiar tug came into view
"On no." Ten cents said
"you've got to be kidding me." O.J. Added on.
Back at Callan: Emily was upset: "I brought my coaches for one man? Hmph! And Just so you know..." Just then Neville puffed up: "Hey, Emily! Know what?" "I was talking to the Man In Purple." she answered. "What are you doing here?" "I work on this line now. Delivering goods to the Castle and taking passengers to and from Callan's Castle." Neville replied.
Meanwhile at Pirates Cove.......
Some Colormen were searching for artifacts
"Are you sure the coin of Etrian and the Rope of reslet are here?"
"Positive; it's what the clue indicated."
Just then Emily noticed something shiny in a tree and blew her whistle to the men: "Hey, Could that shiny thing in that tree over there be your coin thing?"
"Well, how many shiny things do you typically find in trees?"
"That makes no sense, though. That tree is 30 years old at best, and the coin has been missing for 500 years."
"Well, go borrow Hatt's lampshade, then! I'm going to check."
Within a few minutes, Man In Mahogany poked his head down.
"It's not the coin... it's...
just an old bell."
Emily was upset: "Oh, I am sorry, Sirs."
"Why is the bell up a tree?" Asked Man In Purple.
"I don't know," said Man In Mahogany, "But it's covered in blood."
"No it's not! There's a force of good that prevents things like this from happening, since this is set in a kids TV show!"
"I thought it was connected to the morality check, which eroded."
"Yes, but then we fixed it..."
"Oh."
"....."
"Hey Mahogany, you still up there?"
"Yeah. It's not blood."
"What is it, then?"
"Judging by the taste, chocolate syrup."
"YOU LICKED IT!?"
"I wanted to know what it was."
"YOU LICKED IT KNOWING FULL WELL THAT IT COULD BE DRIED BLOOD!"
"YOU SAID THAT WAS IMPOSSIBLE!"
"WELL, I'M NOT SO SURE IT COVERS DRIED BLOOD!"
"Who cares about that, why is a bell covered in chocolate syrup in a tree in the first place?"
"DON'T AVOID THE QUESTION, MAHOGANY!
Emily sighed. This was going to be a long day.
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In the shed where the numbered diesels slept, diesel 13 was peacefully sleeping, when he felt someone climb aboard.
Although the numbered diesels have the capability to drive on their own, on the control panels in the cabs there is a switch that disabled this feature; it's usually only used when there is a "bug" In the programming and it needs to be temporarily disabled so it can be fixed. But when Diesel 13 woke up, he felt fine; but those controls were disabled.
"Huh?" What's going on?" He said as he started inching forward
Inside the cab was an older man, about in his mid 50s. He was very angry about something
"So Eddie; I worked for your father for 32 years of my life; and then when you take over THIS is how you repay me? Does loyalty mean anything these days? Well, I'll show you loyalty!" And he sped up Diesel 13.
Soon they came to a stretch of track; up ahead was a set of buffers, then across a road was a hardware store; it had been there for many years.
"Let's see you try to fix this Eddie!" And he brought diesel 13 to full speed, charging at the buffers
"Oh no!" Diesel 13 screamed. The last thing he heard before "losing consciousness" was the sound of shattering glass, breaking wood, and bending steel.
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Post by Toz76 on Dec 16, 2021 4:33:01 GMT -5
Chapter 9: Writer Powers Activate!
When D13 regained consciousness, he wished he hadn't. He wasin a lot of pain, and his face was covered in dirt. He couldn't see, either, as his mechanical eyes had been damaged in the crash. His kidnapper hadn't fared well, either. He was... pretty badly hurt.
Suddenly, D13 remembered. "My other face!" Having two cabs, with a face on each end, is common among diesels, including this one. He opened his other eyes to see an old, haggard man.
"Indeed I did! Let's see that ungrateful jerk try to run a business now!" And the man quietly slipped away; since it was 6 in the morning, no one was around to see this, and thus it was hours before it was any form of help arrived.
The numbered Diesels (minus Diesel 6) were just waking up
"Hey? Where's Diesel 13?" They all asked? They began to panic when they saw the door in front of his shed berth looked like it had been forced open. Then they saw D-11 enter the sheds
"One of my engines is missing; we most go find him!" He said.
The Numbered Diesels prepared to go.
"Not you Diesel 8; you're a mountain engine, so this isn't the right gauge for you." And the rest of the Diesels set off
As Diesel 8 waited, he heard the creek of a door. He looked, and saw... A squirrel.
"Phew!"
Then the squirrel transformed into the Bronze Mage.
"Gaaaaaaaaaaaahh!!" cried Diesel 8.
"Ah ha! Oh wait, this is the wrong plot; sorry about that." He said as he disappeared.
"Why do I have to be left alone?" Diesel 8 said.
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The numbered Diesels searched all over the island, until they got word of a crashed Diesel.
Diesel 11 (engine) was the first to get to the crash scene.
Meanwhile, a Colorman was making his way through a heavy rainstorm. He looked battered, and his clothes were torn, and he could hardly walk. "I'll get them," growled the Bronze Mage. "I'll get them..."
Meanwhile, diesel 11 had caught up with Diesel 13
"Brother, what happened?"
"I'm not sure, one second I'm asleep the next I'm crashing into a hardware store." He said
"MY BUSINESS!" A young man screamed as he saw the site.
"You have got to be kidding me; I took over this business from my father 3 weeks ago and THIS happens? Why?!"
At last, D-11 arrived; aboard Diesel 10
"What the heck happened here?" Diesel 10 asked
D-11 walked up to Diesel 13
"This wasn't my fault; honest" Diesel 13 said, not knowing what D-11 would say.
"Of course it wasn't. But can you tell me everything that happened?"
"All I know is, one minute I'm sleeping in the shed, next thing I know someone boards me, disables my automated programming, and drives off in me. Then he said something about "does loyalty mean nothing" and "you don't deserve your father's business" and next thing I knew I was crashing through this store... I blacked out after that." Diesel 13 finished.
"It must be that guy I fired!" said the man suddenly. "Who?" "His name was... Darn it, I can't remember his name!"
Meanwhile, Man In Silver and Co were still searching for the Blood Alchemist. As they walked, they slowly began noticing things were changing around them. Suddenly, they realized.
"We're in the eighth dimension!"
"But where's the giant monkey man?"
Back on Sodor, the giant monkey man began preparing to invade the universe.
Meanwhile,
"Ah, I remember his name now! Its Craig Miller. He's worked with my father since day one when Dad opened this business 32 years ago; after I took over I thought it was time for him to go, so I fired him" the man said.
"Hey, YOU DESERVED this, you ungrateful jerk! He worked for your father for 32 years straight and never once took a sick day or vacation day; and THAT is how you repay him!?" Said Roland, owner of the shop next door.
"Well, the problem with him was, he was actually the Bronze Mage in disguise. When I found that out, I had to fire him." "The Bronze Mage!" "Yep. He was pretending to be an honest worker, but he actually embezzled money from us."
"Wait, I'm not even in this arc!" The bronze Mage said "I have a plan in motion right now; I've been occupied with that!"
"Embezzled? EMBEZZELED?! I've loyally worked worked for your father for 32 years! I would never stab him in the back!" Craig said as he came to the store.
"You! What are you doing here? After what you've done!"
"How could I have done this? I was home sleeping last night, and my family and landlord can vouch for me. I just came to get my things I left behind my mistake. If you ask me, this serves you right." Craig said as he reclaimed his stuff
"Don't play games Craig, I know this was you!"
"If this was my doing why did I come back? Why return to the accident?"
The shop owner was at a loss for words as Craig left; what he said actually made sense.
At this time, Arry and Bert showed up
"Hello Diesel 13; we've come to take you away." They said
Diesel 13 was horrified... He knew that they worked for Sodor Ironworks... And that could only mean one thing...
"Oh no!" Diesel 13 said
Meanwhile, Diesel 8 was fast asleep, when suddenly...
A train with a flatcar was waiting outside;
"Diesel 8? We have been told that you need to be delivered to the CFR." The workman said
"Why?" he asked.
"We're just delivery men; we were told that arrangements had been made for a "new mountain diesel to be tested" and we had to pick it up here."
Though D-11 wasn't there, his assistant was.
"Yes, I do recall the boss making arrangements for something like that, but he never said if they were finalized."
The delivery men showed the paperwork. "We're just doing what we have been told to do." He informed.
"Well, then, I guess...."
Diesel 8 then noticed the engine pulling the flatbed, it was a grey engine, who looked a lot like Rosie, but just as Diesel 8 noticed who it was, the engine pulled away, with Diesel 8. "you are the goods engine!" diesel 8 said. "you work for those Z stacks!" "exactly" the goods engine replied. "we have partnered with the sodor ironworks, and we are going to take over this island, buisness by buisness, and the numbered diesels are next on our list." the goods engine said, not going to culdee fell, but into the misty island tunnel.
Diesel 8 was shocked. "No!" he screamed.
Meanwhile...
Before they could load Diesel 8 onto the flat car, D-11 showed up back from the accident scene
"What the heck is going on here? I told you not to take him away until Thursday!"
The goods engine was forced to retreat. But when it got to the misty island tunnel, it found it couldn't go any further.
"Oh wait... That's right, it collapsed when that bronze Mage showed up" he said, remembering.
He did eventually get back to the Z-stacks island, where the new captain Zero had to assess his situation.
"Ok, so I have 7 z-stack tugs and the goods engine, and I recently acquired a railway barge to help with transportation."
"So what's this barge's name?" Zorran asked.
"Uh... It doesn't have one."
"Why not?"
"Well, it didn't come with a face and it's not talking, so I figured..."
"All right I get it." Zorran replied
Just then the barge spoke up. "What do you mean I don't have a face?!" Captain John Zero looked closer. "Whoops, sorry about that, old boy. So what is your name?" "My name, is Bulstrode."
Back at the Dieselworks...
Den and dart were busy; "we are to inspect Diesel 8 one more time before he goes to the CFR" one explained to the other.
Back with captain Zero
"Wait, you can't be Bulstrode; Bulstrode is not a railway barge."
"No, you're thinking of the other Bulstrode; my name is also Bulstrode, but I'm a railway barge."
"This going to be confusing" Zebedee observed.
"Wait a sec!" said Zero. "I remember now. We have Bulstrode the barge (the one that got dumped with trucks) and a railway barge without a face and no name."
"So the railway barge isn't named Bulstrode?" Zebedee asked
"But then who just said their name was also Bulstrode?" Asked Zug
At the point, Man In Blue interrupted the writer "now look here, you've got everyone confused now; what barges does Captain Zero have?"
The writer then pointed out that it was Bulstrode, and an unnamed railway barge, he just didn't word it quite right.
"Ok, I can go with that" he said as he left
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Meanwhile, Frank, D-11, Toz, tug (who was currently in the form he took after his body was possessed), Wellsworth and TGC were hanging out at a restaurant when a mysterious man showed up. "Hello; nice to meet you all at last; it is about time we met" he said as sat down. He was wearing a fedora, sunglasses and scarf, so it was impossible to see his face.
"Who are you?" Frank asked
"I am the writer" he said to all of them.
*dramatic "duh-duh-duh" is heard.
The unbelieveable had happened... The writer had appeared, and it wasn't any of the people the readers thought it was!
"So, I'm not the reason things have been dark lately?" Asked Toz.
"And I'm not the reason we've been focusing on the Numbered Diesels so much lately?" Asked D-11.
"Wait... if Tug isn't a writer, he doesn't have control over the fabric of reality. So the Blood Alchemist isn't nearly as powerful as we feared." Pointed out Frank.
The writer continued to explain... "Well, I think the best way to think of me is as a metaphor; sort of an embodiment of all of you. You all contribute to the story, and it is through me that it comes to life" he continued
Everyone just stared at him
"Sorry guys... Poetic metaphors aren't my strong spot" Frank said
"Which means by extension, neither are mine" the writer added.
"Say, I thought only man in blue, the bronze Mage, me, and a couple others had fourth wall awareness?" Frank added
"Frank, you see this lampshade?" The writer said,
"Yes."
"Please go hang it over there"
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Meanwhile, Captain Zero was shocked. "What're you doing here, MIB?" "Er, nothing, I'll be on my–" "You were spying on us!" "No, I–" "We cannot allow that!!"
"Krid gorp tnri fiknib yiv!"
And captain zero was suddenly frozen in solid honey.
Man In Blue's jet shoes then activated as he flew off the z-stack island.
"What is that?" Zak asked
"No idea." Zorran replied. "Anyway, where's the captain?"
"Frozen in solid honey... What do you know, my horoscope was right" Zero said as he tried to figure out how to get out of this situation.
It took some time, but finally the bartender next door was able to give Captain Zero a bath... that solved the problem!
Meanwhile, Man In Silver and his party were fighting the Bronze Mage. The Blood Alchemist watched behind a tree.
"I can use my powers as a writer to make them lose the battle!"
He concentrated, but nothing happened.
"Darn it! I'd say worse but the soccer moms won't let me!" He exclaimed.
"Tip: don't break the fourth wall when you're trying to hide," deadpanned a voice behind him. "It gives you away."
The Blood Alchemist turned, and Man In Black quickly chanted something. The Blood Alchemist's pants (which were actually Tug's pants) turned into rockets and he flew away and crashed into Muffle Mountain.
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Meanwhile, Hohenheim was furious that the writer was treating him like comic relief that he decided to start playing his hand. "Even though that Metal Magician isn't here, I'm starting my plan so they will really know my true power", he said to himself. With that, he cut himself on the wrist, let his blood drop onto his Fobwatch, and opened it, causing a dimensional portal to open as well. "Well I'll start my search for the weakest Colormen, but I have an idea where to get the easiest soul", he said as he walked into the portal. He walked out into the tomb of the Frozen Man in Amber Apricot. "Hmm... Should I release him causing chaos for the Colormen, make him my ally, or just use his soul? ... I'll just use his soul", the Blood Alchemist said to himself. So he took out a mysterious red stone, put it on the ground, and said, " Baph Von Edal Isu Mi Marco!". The Frozen Man in Amber Apricot was absorbed into the mysterious stone. "Yes, power for the Philosopher's Stone, I'll need more souls if I want to begin my reign, better go find more", Hohenheim said to himself as he left the tomb, unoticed by the others due to the tomb's magic barriers, and he himself only found the Man in Amber Apricot's soul due to it being the weakest one found by the his powers channeled through the Fobwatch.
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Meanwhile, the Colormen were revisited in the story
Man in blue had sensed that some colormen had gone missing in another dimension
"Better get Man in..."
"Don't worry, I'm already on it" Man in Bright Turquoise said as he prepared to "dimension hop" to the others.
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The writer realized he wrote himself into a plot hole; the radmiium coated walls of the crypt should've prevented Hohenheim from teleporting into the crypt.
"Uh...uh... That was not technically teleportation" He explained, deciding to simply use a technique called "lampshade hanging" for the issue and move on.
Hohenheim himself had decided to rest for a bit "I should've known they would use Radmiium, that move used a lot more power than I anticipated... I must rest for a while" he reasoned.
Meanwhile, Man In Gold was researching the blood alchemist in the archives. "There has to be something here... I know about a year ago I came across... Ah ha! There it is." He had come across one of Hohenheim's jounrnals.
"Let's see... I read this two years ago, making sure there were no enchantments on it, then I catalogued it. It only covers about 5 years of his life but it's a start."
Man in Gold proceeded to read.
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Meanwhile, there was a ruckus over in Kellsthorpe.
The Bronze Mage was welcoming a bunch of people.
"Ah, welcome, Paincauser, Darkhart, Priori, Sickoia, Vigaga, Chaos, Slops, Grub, Blackmagei, Chessmaster, Tim, Deathnote, Cutebunny, Doomboy, Killerman, Mindreader and Inferno. It's good to see all my evil confederates again. It's been, what, 700 years? 800?"
"You may dispense with the pleasantries, mage," said Priori, a deadly witch with a strong Russian accent. "Where are the others?"
"Lightbender is captive at my camp, but he's no longer one of us. I have no clue where Darkstorm and Hivemind are. Kendarboo has betrayed us. Hohenheim is recharging his power, the Giant Monkey Man is going to rescue his little brother from the ninth dimension, Bloodlust and Icemeister are dead, and Xex, Vivian Bloodsphere, Worldender, and the fat guy with the glasses who's name escapes me haven't come through yet."
"And what of the boss?" Asked Chessmaster, the group's brilliant strategist.
"It has not returned either."
"So, what has changed in 700 years?" Enquired Inferno, the hot-tempered flame mage. "You promised me the Byzantine Empire, how has it fared?"
"Um... it fell some time ago. You can have Portugal if you want, and I'll take this new country called The United States of America instead."
"He's cheating you." Said Mindreader, who was named pretty accurately.
Unfortunately for them, Kendarboo Flickerbee watched the whole exchange.
"Oh no! The Vile Evil Live! Confederacy is back! I thought Bloodlust, Lightbender and I had stopped them for good! I must warn Man In Blue about this! We've got another plotline on our hands!"
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Meanwhile, Hohenheim was surprised to realize that the soul of Man In Amber Apricot had not been sucked into the Philosopher's Stone. "Of course! The anchor's soul is sealed in, and if I were to suck it loose, it would destroy the Prism due to lack of an anchor! Perhaps I should go find some Colorfolk Ancestors for this thing."
Meanwhile. Man In Blue and his female counterpart were enjoying a romantic candlelit dinner, oblivious to the plotline the author had established.
"... But I don't understand; why did you hide your feelings for so long?" Woman In Blue asked
"I feared that were we to ... Uh, have descendants, the conflicting lineages would destroy each other." Man In Blue explained "or perhaps even cause an instability of powers" he elaborated.
Woman in Blue understood where he was coming from; given what little was known about the Colorwomen history from the Colormen's point of view, that was actually a fairly reasonable theory.
Of course, they couldn't be sure, so they'd have to talk with the Keeper of the Colorfolk Archives.
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Meanwhile, Diesel 10 was growing restless.
"Good for him, but I have to explain a few things", Hohenheim said while breathing heavily The writer decided to let the weakened Alchemist speak so he could explain his inconsistencies. The Blood Alchemist began, "First I got into the vault by using blood on the Fobwatch amplify its search to find the weakest soul, the Fobwatch found the Man in Amber Apricot and used most of power to let me walk into the radmiium covered vault. Due to this not being my body technically, my power is linked to my soul, this gave me time to get the frozen Man in Amber Apricot before the radmiium affected me. now let me explain the Philosophers' Stone, it requires the soul of a living Colormen and takes both body and soul. When the soul is used in the stone, the body is destroyed and sends the soul to the spirit realm where the ancestors are. You cannot take souls from the spirit realm, they have already passed on, and cannot be accessed in any plain other than their own, though they can occasionally come into our own. This why I need living souls to power it, I cannot access the spirit realm, not even from the " The Gate", that's why I jumped at the first chance to come here, and let the Man in Steel stay intact to be used as future power, it would be a waste since his soul would be trapped and no good to be, I need both body and soul to work the Philosophers' Stone,, or the spirits won't properly move on and do what I use it for. Is that good writer?" The Writer, satisfied with the answer, let the Blood Alchemist rest and went back to Diesel 10.
Diesel 10 was restless.
"What has happened to Diesel 13?" He asked Diesel 12, who just came back from the accident scene.
"Well, I saw that he was being taken away by Arry and Bert, and..."
"OH NO!" Diesel 10 said, terrified, and drove off as fast as he could to get to the ironworks
Sitting in the back of the shed, Diesel 5000 XL spoke up. "Hello? Can I come out now?"
"No, you can't; you're too heavy for the bridges" a worker said as he passed by.
While this was happening...
John Smith had founded Jamestown.
"That was over 400 years ago!" Man In Blue screamed to the writer
"Just making sure you are awake" the writer replied.
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Meanwhile, at the Docks Big Mickey was talking to Cranky.
"I never understood why you haven't talked all these years... Big Mickey. Why were you silent until recently?"
Big Mickey sighed "many years ago I had a very traumatic experience; and waking up in some strange new place didn't help" he explained.
"That story you told me a while back with the munitions... that incident?"
"Indeed; some nights when I look out across the ocean, I... oh, never mind" Big Mickey finished.
As a matter of fact, that night there were no loads coming in, so Big Mickey and Cranky had a rare opportunity to sleep. Big Mickey was about to fall asleep... he saw it, out across the sea. A ghostly tramper sailing right towards him. The sounds of explosions getting louder as it came near.
"No! NO! Get away from me! The Kraka Toa was scrapped, but why do you haunt me so!" He said, scared.
As Big Mickey looked, he noticed that the people on the tramp steamer were very strange-looking. Most of them were wearing sombreros and shirts reading "Happy Cinco De Mayo". Their eyes were a piercing sapphire blue, and they walked stiffly about the deck, moving boxes and not speaking a word.
The ship crashed into the Sodor Shipping Company building, knocking it over and blocking the tracks to the Claypits. A fire started- an oil barrel had been damaged in the crash.
Moving as one, the partygoers climbed down, subdued nearby dock workers, and laced loaded their supplies onto six lorries. The lorries were initially reluctant to help, but one man in an all-black suit said something to them in a muted whisper and their eyes turned blue as well. The same happened to the dock workers. The hive mind begin taking over the dock, while the man in the suit stood on Big Mickey's balcony and watched.
Hivemind had arrived. The villainous group had a new member.
Nearby, Man In Orange saw everything; "time to redeem myself" he said to himself
Hivemind got away, but Man In Orange was able to save the dockworkers and put up barriers to contain the fire.
In the morning, the Harbormaster was shocked with what he saw as workmen came in to clean up the mess.
"What the heck happened here?" He said
"I believe I can help" Man In Blue said as he appeared behind him
"Who are you?"
"Name's Daniel, but that's not important right now; I have a feeling I know what happened here, but I must be sure. Jeffrey!"
Man In White then appeared. "You know what to do" Man In Blue said. Man In White nodded as he put on the Helmet of Cronk; allow him to "relive" last night's events.
Suddenly, he was teleported to the island of Pompeii, and the volcano was about to erupt!
"Wait, what? That doesn't even make any sense." The writer said to himself as he erased a line.
Man In White began to see everything happening with the Tramper. "That face... it looks familiar, but I can't place it"
"Can you describe what is happening?" Man In Blue asked as White looked on.
"Hmm... that behavior sounds familiar... can it be?" Man In Blue thought, these powers sounded familiar.
"Evidentally, it's Hivemind. He has the ability to spread his soul into a variety of living objects. Kill him, he has 400 more bodies to choose from. Typically, he has a "main body" that he can retreat to, but it's not necessary and can be sacrificed." He said.
"There's a spell that can remove Hivemind from someone's body. It's "Sclip tuvo bebe croe"." Woman in Blue put in.
"We should also consider training the Colorfolk in defending their minds," said Woman In White.
Meanwhile, Man In Silver and Co...
We're still in that dimension, when at last
"Well, you took a little while to find". Man in bright turquoise said as he appeared before them.
"Indeed; now please get us out of here". Man in Silver said.
Before they could, something snapped. "My sandwich!" cried Man In Bright Turquoise.
"Huh?"
"Sorry, I just realized I forgot to pack my lunch; anyway, let's get you out of here" man in bright turquoise said as he led the group out of that dimension.
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While man in gold was reviewing the blood alchemist' diary, man in royal blue was given permission to research in the archives something that had been bothering him for a long time. Man in navy blue was helping him
"I'm telling you, something about this concept of the "anchor" that just doesn't add up; there's no reference to the need for an anchor in any of the first era writings, And the morality check ensures that we fight for good; while else would we have become good again after the Prism was reassembled?" Royal blue said
"But the writings said the anchor spell cannot be undone." Navy blue replied
"I don't believe it; there's gotta be something more to all of this." Royal blue said "our ancestors didn't need an anchor for 500 years; so why the sudden change? There has to be a missing piece to the puzzle" Royal blue concluded
Navy blue sighed as Royal blue continued to search.
"I thought it was obvious. Something happened to the Prism when it split."
"Actually", said Man In Green, it's because the Prism cannot create or destroy good and evil, only sort of "move it around". Once Evil takes hold in the Colorfolk lineage, it cannot be removed, but it can be moved."
"But who decides what is "evil" and what is not?" Asked Woman In Orange. "Is littering evil? How about jaywalking?"
"Yeah, the definition of Evil is pretty subjective. Maybe instead of having a lot of evil in one colorman, we should have a little evil in every colorman. And.women too, of course."
"But what about the likes of Off-white, where evil is their nature? Wouldn't they abuse that power?"
"The morality check would prevent them from getting eviler then they already are."
"So, basically all Colorfolk would be exactly the same, just with a little "wiggle room" where morality is concerned?"
"Define 'Morality'".
"Is it wise to divvy up the Anchor among more than 60 people? What if someone dies without children?""
"Then all their good and evil would dissipate and leave the Prism forever."
"You know what? This is a pretty good idea! Let's go tell Man In Blue!"
"Yeah!"
So nearly 400 assorted Colorfolk marched through the hallways to Man In Blue's office.
"... So let me see if I got this right... If we divide the evil up among all the colormen, the amount of evil in each of us should be small enough that the morality check will be able to ensure that we still fight for good?" Man In Blue asked.
"Sounds about right." Said Man in Silver
"Okay, let's do it."
So Man In Blue went to the Prism. Bachmann Edward/Prism Spirit popped out. Man In Blue outlined the plan.
"Can it be done?" He asked.
"I don't know... the Law of Conservation of Evil states that Evil can not be destroyed. Since all the Colormen were at one point evil, it stands to reason that if we tried it would backfire. Then again, you were all purified twice... maybe there's enough that we scrubbed out to make it viable."
But man in blue was confused.
"But evil can be destroyed... To my understanding, unlike tools such as the billy clubs, and even the prism itself, before it was lost during the dark era the Corruption Purge spell accomplished just that."
"When my memories were wiped I forgot many things... Even now some things are foggy". The spirit explained.
"So what'll we do?"
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Meanwhile, the writer was still talking to Frank, Toz, D-11, who had left for a bit to deal with Diesel 13, TGC, and Tug.
"So anyway, I think I got it now; you are all of us, but at the same time are not us. You are the writer of this story, but it is our ideas funneling through you that bring the story to life?" Frank said, still trying to make sense of who exactly "The Writer" was.
Then the unexpected happened.
The Writer lifted his hand, and suddenly the 5 were floating towards him, and then connecting with him and each other.
They were now one person. They were now...
The Writer!
The Writer's mental projection then ended as Frank, D-11 and Toz looked on in amazement.
"Now does the metaphor make sense?" The Writer asked
"Yes indeed; that allegorical image proved most helpful" Frank said.
"Is this meeting almost over? I need to return to my numbered diesels" D-11 said.
"Just a second. I must say one last thing....
APRIL FOOL'S! "But it isn't April..." "Oh, well." The 'Writer' took off his clothes and revealed himself as... Wellsworth! "I've wanted to do that for AGES!" The others laughed. "Good job, Wellsworth! You sure had us!"
After that, the six of them all left, but the real writer watched from afar, laughing, after pocessing Wellsworth at the time.
While Tug was leaving, he ran into Steel outside. "Oh hey Steel, what's up?", Tug asked curiously Steel responded,"Well Tug while you were talking to that guy in there I found out a few things of what you can do in that body of yours". "What sort of things?", Tug asked again. "Turns out, since my powers are keeping your soul in that suit of armor, you can use them, in that form, as of right now". "What powers?", Tug was feeling uneasy "I never told you this, but I'm actually a descendant of the Colormen, and can do some strange things due to my lineage, like manifest ice and occasionally cause snowy weather. I naturally have these powers, and channel them through the hammer I carry with me. My ancestor actually appeared to me again and told me you could use these powers since they are keeping you in ths world right now", Steel replied. "Not surprising, I always knew there was something special about you since we met, anything else I should know?", Tug asked Steel responded, "There was something else my ancestor told me, but I have to ask... Do you trust me?" "Tug replied, "Always have" "Well here it goes", Steel said as he froze Tug's armored form, "Well I hope you can forgive me for what I do next..."
Meanwhile all the Villains were gathering at an unknown location for a meeting led by the Bronze Mage. "Well it seems Hivemind should be arriving shortly and the Blood Alchemist will join us eventually, so shall we start the meeting?", the Bronze Mage asked. After he said that, the doors for the room they were in were busted open. "Who's that?", everyone asked as two mysterious men entered "I'm looking to join your ranks", one of the men responded "Who are you?", the Bronze Mage asked curiously "The Man in Steel, and this is my servant Tug", the man said in a cocky voice. "All the Colormen have become good due to the reunification of the prism, there is no way you are evil", Bronze Mage replied angrily. "Oh yeah, well we froze over the entire town of Harwick, including all of its inhabitants", Steel responded "Liar prove it to us", the Bronze Mage shouted "Fine, don't believe me, go check it yourselves", Steel replied, so the Bronze Mage was about to send someone to check out this claim, when Hivemind showed up and said, "Oh these men aren't lying, I was able to see them do it through one of my many bodies, so Bronze Mage I believe we should end this little charade and get started with the meeting now, right?" So the Bronze Mage, who now felt flustered, said, "Alright then, let's begin Operation: Destruction of the Colormen!" "Yeah!", the rest of the attendees shouted. The Vile Evil Confederacy had just formed again with two very unexpected new members.
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Chapter 10: The Tension Builds The Colormen were thawing out the frozen town, but by popular demand, the story now shifts to the engines. Thomas was pulling Annie and Clarabel on his branch line. He was thinking to himself. "So, when I was a station pilot, I went as fast as Gordon, and I did not like it. So then, back when I went to collect the jet engine, why did I want to go as fast as Gordon that day?" Then, the strangest thought of all occurred to Thomas "but, how did that engine operate without fuel?" He said, trying to make sense of that day "Thomas, are you criticizing past episodes again?" Asked Annie. "There is a time and place for fridge logic, and this is not it." Chided Clarabel. Soon they arrived at Hackenback Hault. Suddenly, Thomas found himself over the ground which started to open up. "Sinkhole!" he cried. Thus, we can now relive SLOTLT! "Thomas? Thomas!" His driver said. "Oh, sorry driver; I was thinking about that day again; boy, that was one scary experience" Thomas said. That's when.....it happened........ Camozotz!! Victor Camozotz, a famous writer, was going to visit sodor; a limo was to take him around the island "Why can't I do it sir?" Thomas asked sir topham hatt "Because Thomas, I am not going to devote one train with two coaches to delivering one person around the island; you will work on your branch line." "Oh, ok." Thomas said as he set off. Meanwhile, D-11 was swimming in a pool filled with money when his secretary walked in. "What is it Jenkins?", D-11 asked "Well sir the progress on the repairs of Diesel 13 are going smoothly and should be in working order again from what the mechanics say, but I have some bad news", Jenkins replied "Well say it", D-11 said curious Jenkins responded, "Well it seems those three men who caused Diesel 13 accident in the first never resolved their conflict fully, and somehow they all got the idea it was your fault, so they are filing a lawsuit against you got you entire fortune..." "What.... How?!?!", D-11 said furious "It seems they're being backed by that professional lawyer Atticus Wright, and our taking you to court in a few hours, personally their filed suit is completely ridiculous and has probably gone through so quickly due to you being rich and everyone loves blaming rich people for money", Jenkins said "I better get ready, there's no way I'm losing this battle", D-11 said determined, ready to face this new challenge A few days later, in a courtroom nearby.... "Order in the court! ORDER!!" Diesel 11 was to be his own lawyer, as he'd studied law years back. He was fully prepared. The prosecution argued that the accident was caused by D-11 because his shed doors were not properly secured; ANYONE could have opened the shed and driven off in one of the diesels. D-11 argued that the guy who did all this was responsible; after all, D-11 was the one who was robbed The shop owner was deternined to win his case D-11 was determined to min this case The Judge saw this case as nonsense, and had it dismissed. D-11 was relieved But D-11 liked the rival side's lawyer, Atticus Wright, so much that he hired him to keep this from ever happening to him again. Meanwhile... On the Culdee Fell Railway, Shane Dooiney was finally getting some attention in This story "Hooray!" He said as the story went to the CFR. He was bringing a passenger train to the next station when he met Culdee and Catherine. "Hey Culdee, I can see the future!" He said. "Prove it." "You are about to sneeze." "ATCHOO!" "See, I told you!" "What does any of this have to do with the plot?" "I dunno." "Umm... who's who again?" While I did that, Rosie... snuck a bomb in Thomas's water tank. As Diesel 10 watched in the distance, the sky turned blue as Thomas was sprayed everywhere. Meanwhile, Toz's scheme was working. Shane Dooiney woke up from a dream "What the? Who the heck would blow up Thomas!?" He asked himself. The Culdee Fell engines met in their shed that night. "So how come we get so little attention?" Alaric asked "We're a mountain railway; not much happens here" Culdee pointed out. "And with all the precautions we have in place, not much really happens around here" Wilfred added "No wonder the thin clergyman only wrote one book about us; there's so little to work with!" Patrick exclaimed That's when they noticed that the mountain was starting to crumble. Poor Alaric fell to his doom. "I guess that the Reverend was wrong!" Patrick quipped. The writer realized that broke everyone's suspension of disbelief, and undid that moment. "You know, sometimes I feel like I'm falling down a pit" Alaric said But the Culdee Fell engines laughed it off and went to sleep. ********************** With your automatic brakes, it sounds like rest cure! Haud yer wheesht! You deserved that, now shut up! We just push him down the well... But he didn't hear all they thought, for Once an engine attached to a train, was afraid of a few drops of rain. the engine's name was in fact NOT henry AND HIS NAME, IS JOHN CENA!!! No, his name was.... SPOILER: Click to hide Aussie the Australian Ant!! ********************************** Meanwhile, Edward was working on his branch line. He was pulling a passenger train when suddenly... One of his crank pins broke! "Again?" Edward said to himself "Bother; looks like we need to do another exploit" his driver said So saying, they coupled on to Bill and Ben's funnel, and when the ants weren't choking, they through them to the lions. "Hurray!" cried Sam. I couldn't make heads or tails of that, so let's move on to Quicksilver. The Gresley A4 was still undergoing repairs, he was almost ready Unfortunately, some idiot thought he was scrap, so he was smelted. Now, Man In Blue... Was at Party City. "I need a mask, a fedora, a pair of legwarmers, a skintight bodysuit, a trench coat, and several necklaces in every color you have." "That'd be Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Purple, Pink, White, Black, Silver and Gold. We also have Rainbow and Patriotic." The salesman replied. "Just the monochrome ones will be fine," he said. Man In NWR Blue, who was doing an internship, helped Man In Blue carry the costumes out of the store. "I don't understand," he said. "What do you need those for?" "Well, on Halloween night, we're going after the Bronze Mage and his cronies, and we'll need to blend in..." Around this time, the writer decided that writing off quicksilver was ridiculous, and rendered his scrapping non-canon He was in his work shed, undergoing final repairs; he was almost ready for service again Meanwhile, Man in Blue was talking with man in white about the plan "So, what's the idea?" "Is that a threat?" "Er, no, it's–" "That sounded like a threat!" "No, it's–" KERPOW!! "Ouch..." The two Colormen had no idea what had just been said and decided to ignore it. Meanwhile, Hohenheim had finally woken up and was on his way to take the Philosopher's Stone to the Vile Evil Confederacy. He finally walked in the the meeting and was surprised to see so many familiar faces. "I see you gathered the Confederacy as planned Bronze, and you even got Hivemind to join in on the fun", said the Blood Alchemist The Bronze Mage responded, "Yes we have just gone over the plan, and we're ready to put it into motion Blood, but first we want to celebrate our joining of forces and the reformation of the Confederacy on Halloween". "Why on Halloween?', Hohenheim asked "Well our preparations won't be ready until then, so we plan on having the party, then starting our conquest once the clock strikes midnight, but the important question is due you have the Stone Blood?", the Bronze Mage asked "I do, but we need more Colorfolk souls, It seems you captured the Man in Steel over there, I better just go use him", the Blood Alchemist said as he was about to walk over there, the Bronze Mage stopped him "Sorry to say this but he's off limits, he actually came to us, so his powers might be useful when the plan commences, plus Hivemind backed him up as being evil, so we can't really doubt it. Though I do have Percy monitoring him just in case", the Bronze Mage replied "That's fine for now, he just sticks out amongst our "gallery of rogues and scoundrels", plus I think that's his writer friend who I took this body from", Hohenheim said curiously. "Well for now he's with us, so just let him be and let's get started with the plan", the Bronze Mage replied as the two joined in on celebrations of the just announced plan. ************************** Man in White was wearing the Helmet of Cronk, and sensed something was off. He couldn't detect the confederacy just yet, he could detect something with the Man In Steel. "His heart... It has turned black" Man in White said, unnerved. "That little... And with the morality check in place too!" Man in Blue said, angered. "This confederacy we got word of, we have names, but what do we know " "You're not going to believe this, but the helmet showed me a sight of the alchemist trying to steal the Amver Apricot's soul; he did fail given the circumstances, but that does give a rough idea of what he wants." "Souls." Man in Blue said. In the archives, they talked to Man in Gold. "I've so far found 3 journals covering about 16 years of his life, and a biography written 200 years after he was born; still reviewing the information." Gold explained "Keep it up; we need to find out whatever we can about this blood alchemist" blue explained. "For now, all Colorfolk are better off staying here; as long as we are in the Great Hall, no evil force can reach us". Blue explained. "Agreed". Man in Silver and Woman in Silver said. "There is plenty of room, and we can sustain ourselves for a long time; until the threat is dealt with, it is for the best" blue said; the others agreed. Except for a few stragglers, in a matter of hours almost all Colorfolk had assembled at the Great Hall. Meanwhile... ***************** TGC was wandering around his forum, thinking about nothing in perticular when he tripped, he looked back on what he tripped on and found a mask. he put it on and everything around him changed, many things appeared, along with a door. TGC went through the door, and it closed behind him "no going back now... this was a bad idea, what if it became stuck on my face and possesed me like Majora's mask?" he took the mask off, and saw pitch blackness, he put it back on, and the pathway returned. he walked further, the more he walked the more different things became, what was a bright white room became an old, abandoned cave. he then entered a room on the cave with many glass objects, TGC picked up one, it looked like a glass cube with a glowing blue light in it. he then saw the visions of Toz, he picked up another, it looked like a glass diamond, and saw what frank was seeing, he looked through many more, and found visions of Diesel 11, wellsworth, Tug who just saw pitch blackness, and he looked through the last one, he saw the same, his own visions, then a man walked in behind TGC and tapped him on the shoulder. TGC quickly turned around. "who are you?" TGC asked. "thats what im asking you, remove the mask" the person said. "you will probably stab me, you know i cant see while im in here with the mask off." TGC said. "not in this room, take it off." the man replied. TGC reluctantly took the mask off. "TGC Thomas?" the man said "just call me TGC." TGC said. "it's me, Don." Don said. "wait, you mean DonaldDouglasAndToby6? THAT Donnie?" TGC said, amazed. "you havent been seen since page one of 3wsr on the old forum!" "first off, dont call me Donnie, we went over that ages ago, and second of all, you wrote me out of your revised cut!" Donalddouglasandtoby6 said. "IT MUST BE YOU, YOU ACT JUST LIKE HIM!!!" TGC shouted in amazement. later, they got out of the room, and TGC was going to go to the other writers. TGC told the other writers about his finding "I'm sorry, I'm really confused... What did you find exactly?" Frank asked "Donalddouglasandtoby6, who used to be a writer. Lena also was, and a few others. Interesting." Said Toz. "Can I see the mask?" He handed it to him. 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"I have no idea why I did that," he said, glaring at D11. *the writer would like to apologize for the last post; his E key got stuck. "What!?" Frank asked "There is a spider on the mask!" Toz said as he swiped it off. Then he went back to looking at it "That's interesting," he said, "There's a a **** Once again, 2021 Toz greatly shortened this, before resolving to go back in time and strangle 2015 Eyes. Meanwhile, the Numbered Diesels were visiting Diesel 6 at Sodor Fire and Rescue. "How have you been brother?" They asked "Oh, fine, fine. And you?" "We're fine. You been busy?" "About 3 or 4 fires a week; which is surprisingly, average around here" Diesel 6 explained. "Now, what's all this then?" asked Diesel 12, indicating the garbage surrounding them. "Labor union strike; the garbage trucks haven't been around in a while" Diesel 6 explained. Then the alarm went off, the firemen started boarding Diesel 6 "Emergency! Fire at the fuel Depot near Maron!" "Right! Sorry brothers, need to go now!" And Diesel 6 sped out of his shed. ************************* Meanwhile, Hosenhosen was still busy plotting. Great for him, but meanwhile VEC, The Vile Evil Confederacy, started making their first moves, which were to liquidate every cat in Spain! *The writer would like to apologize to the animal welfare groups who sent the angry emails in relation to the last sentence; the new plan has been posted. Testing the strength of the charms protecting the Great Hall of the Colormen, and the Colormen Hidden Archives. They sent some of their best out under the dark of night, and tried breaking into both locations. At the Great Hall, they found that whenever they came close, there was a great force that repulsed them back. One member did succeed in actually teleporting into the entrance hall. However, he suddenly found himself in great pain and agony and had to teleport out immediately. "I felt like... like my body was on fire!" He said, terrified. At the hidden archives, the same effect happened. Two members did make it inside, and again, were forced out. "The pain... I never felt such a level of agony... I thought I would die!" They said, terrified. They regrouped back at base, where the Bronze mage spoke to the Blood alchemist. "It's exactly as I explained; no evil force can enter the great hall or hidden archives. And those that did required powerful teleporation spells. And as soon as they got in, they very nearly died. This is what I was trying to explain to you, a direct attack on the Colormen locations is out of the question; if we are going to attack them, it has to be in other areas where such charms aren't present." The Bronze Mage explained. "So what do we do?" "Try to lure them out; clearly as long as they are in the Great Hall, we cannot reach them" The Bronze Mage concluded. ***************************** As they rethought their tactics, there was trouble in the numbered Diesels shed. "But that's just it; they don't need drivers, they have automated programming that allows them too..." Diesel 11's assistant was explaining to an inspector "I don't care! The rules of this railway clearly state that all engines must have a driver in order to operate on the lines. Until that happens, I will be filing a report with the government forbidding these engines from running on this line!" He then turned around and stormed out. The diesel engines looked on in shock, and the assistant gulped. "The boss isn't going to like this" he said. "I'm not going to like what?" D-11 said as he walked in. "Well, a railway inspector just came in, and, well..." ...he said that these diesels need drivers. And he'll file a report to the government." "Relax, the government is made up of some people whom I helped get the position. I've even told them about the automated things, and they even met the diesels once. So, with these two reasons, they'd more likely fire the inspector." As luck would have it, unfortunately, the media took an incident and blew it out of proportion. Diesel 5000 XL was driving down the line, when he came to a bridge. All of the numbered Diesels that had claws had been warned in the past to be careful around bridges, since their claws make them exceed the loading gauge. 5000 XL had 5 claws and was bigger than most of the other diesels, so compared to Diesel 10, 11 and 12, he was very far over the weight limit. D-11 even warned 5000 XL "Whenever possible, try to avoid bridges". But for whatever reason, the bridge collapsed under 5000 XL. Naturally, the media came to the site, and when they saw no driver, ideas began to sprout. "No driver! This is one of those automated diesels." "Well look at what it did! That bridge collapsed right under him" "A driver would have stopped him!" "These automated diesels are not safe!" They were so caught up with speculation about the Diesels, they didn't even bother asking questions about the bridge. "You can clearly see it was solid stone; the bridge must have been stable before that came along" most said. D-11 was going about his business when his assistant ran up to him. "Sir! Turn on the tv!" "Why?" D-11 asked. He did so, and was shocked with what was on the news. "In other news, a driver-less, overly heavy engine caused a major accident today when the bridge it was going over collapsed. Blame is being put towards the diesel itself, for not having a driver to assess the situation. Railway inspector Ronald Winston had this to say: I was sure these diesels were not safe the moment I saw them, and this accident only further backs up my recently submitted report Though officials have reported that they do believe the numbered diesels are safe, now that idea is questioned. More news as the story unfolds." D-11 wasted no time. "Get Clarence on the phone! I gotta talk to him, NOW!" Clarence was friend of D-ll's in the government that was pretty high up; hopefully he would be able to help straighten this mess out. Meanwhile, Diesel 5000 XL was feeling quite battered. But during this, D-11 called his lawyer, Finch Wright, and with Clarence decided to set up a press conference to talk about this issue. During this conference, questions were asked, arguements occurred, and even a fight started braking out, it was pretty bad so I'll spare you the details. In the end though, this gave a very bad image for D-11 and his number diesels. The press started harassing D-11 and his company investors started leaving and his stock was dropping. He eventually lost everything, including his fortune, except his trusted assistant Jenkins, Finch Wright, His friend in the government, Clarence, and all his numbered diesels. He even lost ownership of the Dieselworks to the bank. He had nothing except his wits, a bit a fuel still in his diesels, and his trusted allies. Then he woke up. "What a dream!" he said. (I'm paying homage to our first arc on the Wiki's forum. ) D-11 going broke was a dream, but he still had to deal with negative media attention. He called another press conference and increased security to ensure the peace was kept As this was happening, Samson Gardruate, head of the railway board, was speaking to the rest of the board. "We've received word that one "Diesel 11", real name unknown, has been bribing you into allowing his self-propelled diesels on the line. This would be the biggest corruption scandal the railway board has ever faced, so if you are involved, please out yourselves now. There was a silence, and then twelve men walked out of the room. Samson surveyed the few that remained. "Well, there's not enough for a quorum, so I'll have to use my emergency powers as head of the railway board. We can't have self-propelled engines out there! After that whole incident with Blazer and..." "Dude, wrong fanfiction," said a member of the board. "Yes, but still! This trillionaire playboy who's name is unknown... sounds like a black market dealer to me. I don't like it. We'll sue him for every penny he has, cut the National debt in half, revitalize the school system, and have enough left over to buy out a small country. He's a crook, and he's breaking the law. Call my lawyer... no. Call MI6. He can't bribe his way out of this one!" At the press conference, Simon Smarts walked up. D-11 introduced him "ladies and Gentlemen, this is Simon Smarts..." ******************** Meanwhile, the Colorfolk were securing the Hall when Man in Gold yelled from the library, "Guys I finally found something useful on the Blood Alchemist we can use, he's really descriptive in his journals; we will be able to figure out a lot about him from them" he explained "Excellent; analyze them thoroghly" Man In Blue said **************************** At the press conference, D-11 was still explaining the situation.... Then Jenkins interrupted. "Excuse me sir, you are wanted on the telephone." "Hold on everyone, I need to take this call." D-11 went backstage... "hello?" "You. Will.–" "Um, who is this?" "Hold on." *A couple minutes later "Sorry about that; poor reception. Anyway, as I was trying to say, if you have a moment, will you please listen to me? There is something important I need to tell you." "I've got a moment; what is it?" "Have you tried getting inspection reports on the bridge itself? Was it safe? Sure, 5000 XL was too heavy, but the bridge should have at least held for a minute before collapsing" Unfortunately, the call had to be cut short, and D-11 returned to the press conference. Meanwhile, VEC, the Vile Evil Confederacy, was still trying to come up with a way to lure out the Colorfolk, from the Great Hall "Does anyone have an idea to lure out the colorfolk, and make it a good time, our time is running shortly until the "party" can begin", the Blood Alchemist said "We will literally take any SANE idea", the Bronze Mage responded "I have an idea", said Hivemind, 'It's to do what they don't think they'll do." "What?" The Bronze Mage said "Uh... Actually. I have nothing, I just wanted to sound intelligent." Hive mind said ********************** Meanwhile, at the Great Hall Man in Blue was taking a head count. "Ok, it looks like just about everybody is accounted for, save a couple stragglers. What about you?" He asked Woman in Blue "Same, just a couple stragglers" she replied. The Colormen and colorwomen were intermingling among each other "So let me get this straight... No matter how hard you try or what spell you cast, all that ends up happening is you conjure a giant fishbowl and wind up trapped inside it?" Woman in Teal asked "Uh...uh...yes." Man in Capri sighed sadly. "Pathetic, isn't it?" But Man in Arylide Yellow was the most uncomfortable color person in the room. Due to his father's untimely death, he was forced to become a Colorman at only 14 years old... And from what he could see, everyone else was at least in their late 20s. he went to a corner and sat down in it; he felt out of place among everyone. Man In Blue stepped up to the podium. "The Vile Evil confederacy has risen. We need to strike back. On Halloween, the men and woman in Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Purple, Pink, White, Black, Silver and Gold will lead a diversion with Kendarboo, while Man In Royal Blue leads the rest of you. We also need about 20 people to stay here and guard the Great Hall, and 5 at the Hidden Archives." **************** However, VEC was still trying to figure out a plan, they're discussion on deciding the plan had turned into an argument, until the Man in Steel yelled, " This is why you idiots never win, I have a plan", the Man in Steel told the plan while the rest of VEC listened carefully "That actually might work", the Blood Alchemist said "That settles it, will begin it on Halloween at midnight!", the Bronze Mage yelled as the rest of VEC shouted in agreement VEC proceeded to party over their first "triumph" together and began getting preparations for the plan ready Meanwhile Hossenhossen decided to get back in the story. So, Hossenhossen came to the Colorfolk. *********************************** Man in gold told blue "with all due respect, I am better off protecting the archives than leading a division" he said "Sorry," said Man In Blue. "We need you in the battlefield. This going to be the biggest battle on Sodor ever, and might as well be classified as a war. And by the way... Steel turned on us! He is at the VEC at this moment." "But you know my sworn role as protector of the archives!" Man in gold pointed out. Blue reconsidered "you are right; would you feel better heading the force protecting the great hall?" Blue asked. While this was happening, Man in Arylide Yellow had been listening. He decided that the Colorfolk were imbeciles, and so he headed to the VEC to betray them. At the VEC... Man in Arylide yellow woke up from his dream, he was still in the great hall "No! Even if I feel out of place, I will never betray them!" He said to himself. But how to help in this situation? ********************* So on October 17, 2015, the Colorfolk, with the exception of Man in Steel, began to prepare for their attack towards VEC, while VEC partied and made preparations towards their conquest. During the two weeks up to the 31st, nothing happened, except for the D-11 scandal, but we'll get back to that eventually. The air was calm as the sun rose on October 31st, Man in Blue stood on the roof of the Great Hall and said to himself, "It begins..."
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Post by Toz76 on Dec 18, 2021 2:18:31 GMT -5
Chapter 11: Prism VS Philos The Writer thought that it would be best to finish up the Diesel 11 Scandal so that he could focus on the War after. So, Diesel 11 was answering a lot of phone calls dealing with the matter. "Yes, it is true 5000 XL is very heavy, but..." "I knew it! You should have known better than to have let such a hazard run on the line!" and the caller hung up. D-11's assisstant came into the room "Please tell me we got the stuff about the bridge" D-11 was certain there was more to this story. "This is all they could find" he said as D-11 began pouring through the documents. Then he found it. "Ah yes, the latest bridge inspection reports. Done... two weeks before the accident. Now let's see..." "what are you looking for sir?" The assistant asked "Any indication that the bridge was not safe; 5000 XL may be heavy, but surely the bridge should have held up for at least a minute before collapsing so catastrophically" "Should I leave the room sir?" The assistant asked. "Not yet..." So Jenkins stayed in the room and watched D-11 look through the report, until D-11 shouted,"Jenkins look I finally found it, it says the bridge was under disrepair and was going to get reinforced the day after Diesel 5000 XL destroyed it. Call Finch, we need to go on a positive Ad campaign for the Numbered Diesels and release this information into the media circles before this gets any worse". Jenkins did just that and Finch was able to get D-11's image back on track. His image recovered during the two weeks skipped and his road of recovery could possibly be explained at a later date (Maybe a Novel perhaps, remember when we wrote those before RWS?). *********************** "All right colorfolk; be prepared to move out! Colormen, are your artifacts ready?" "Yes they are!" as the various lineages prepped their various artifacts. The evil confederacy prepared to take action. One of them began to say. "I can't wait to get into the fight! When I get my hands on the Colormen, I am going to KILL THEM!" "No you won't" the Bronze Mage said. "What?! Why not?" the villain asked "Because this is a kids show, and killing people is not appropriate" the Bronze Mage said. "I learned that the hard way when I failed to destroy the logging locos... I only trapped them." He fumed "Wait, so we can't kill, but we can still fight?" The villain asked\ ... The writer hadn't thought of that. "Hmm... what was that excuse from the Bronze mage arc? Oh yes, I remember; there was a weakening in this protective force that allowed the fight to take place." The writer explained to the readers Now back to the story Meanwhile, the Colormen were organizing. "We have to make sure that these knaves don't destroy us!" Man In White was wearing his helmet, sensing the presence of the approaching army "They will be here... by nightfall" Man In White stated "Why is it always by nightfall?" Man In Amber asked "no idea" Man In Green replied. At the front were Steel and Hohenheim. "ATTACK!!" they cried. Suddenly a figure swooped down. "Ah!" said Man In Blue. "Who are you?" "I'm Hossenhossen, and I've come to help you." "Alright, we need all the help we can get." The evil forces charged... and charged... and charged "Uh... maybe we should have waited until we were closer" someone said "Quiet!" His superior said. The Colorfolk were preparing "They will be here soon!" The Colorfolk were ready... it was just a matter of time. ************* meanwhile, the engines were staying well clear of the battlefield "no way am I getting any close to there" Thomas said as the engines went into their sheds. Then they saw an evil shape coming up to them. "Hello, steamies," it said. "Oh, no!" said Thomas. "What?" asked Percy. "It's... Jason!" "Oh, no! The lost engines that had a machete attached to him!" "That's right..." said Jason. "And now I'm back to... destroy you all!!" ******************* Meanwhile, the colorfolk Leapt into action! On the edge of the battle, Man In Pink grabbed his artifact and smiled grimly. He was the only one who knew the truth. *flashback* "Ready to fight?" Man In Pink said cheerfully to his female counterpart. "I'm ready, but... I don't think we can win." "Wha- why not?" "Let's face it. They don't have to worry about morals, so they have an obvious advantage. We are completely good, so we cannot do much more than knock them out painlessly. We are doomed. Sometimes, I miss the freedom of being evil... but that's an evil thought and I get back cramps for the rest of the day. Ow..." *in the fight* Man In Blue was frustrated. The Morality check kept making him miss! Man In blue stopped everything and talked to the writer "Woah woah woah, hold on. Writer, this isn't how the morality check works! We can fight as necessary because we are fighting for good, for the protection of Sodor! We can fight, and in extreme circumstances, kill, if such actions are meant for the greater good of this island. We get punished when we take selfish actions out of greed, or if our intent is to harm someone for the sake of harming them, then we get punished. If we are fighting someone for the sake of protecting someone, then we can fight as necessary." "Oh...ok." And the writer fixed his mistake On the battlefield, Man In Blue struck down a foe. "Thank you!" he said as the battle commenced. Meanwhile, Man In Yellow was surrounded by Hivemind. He felt his mind slipping away as... "Oh, crap!" Exclaimed Man In Blue. "Hivemind has Man In Yellow!" While he said this, the Women in White and Gold also came under his spell. "We're being attacked by our own men! Gaah! Do something about Man In Ruby!" Exclaimed Man In Red. The Pinks stayed clear of the fight. Woman In Pink had been possessed by the Bronze Mage before (and, in fact, her goggles were the only thing preventing the enchantment from regaining control), while Man In Pink was trying to find Percy Silver from up a tree. Then the trouble started. Hossenhossen was about to attach Hohenheim, when WARNING: DARK STUFF!! SPOILER: Click to hide Steel suddenly leapt on him. "Help!" cried Hossenhossen as Steel stabbed him in his heart with a sharp object that looked like a spear with a sharp fleur-de-lis at the top. Thus, Hossenhossen was left dead with a fleur-de-lis on his heart. Then the Man in Steel's eye caught Man in Blue "Edragovern!", he yelled as The Man in Blue responded, "Hikos!" The Hammer and Sword clashed with sparks flying in the air. Man in Blue also said, "Why do you fight on the side of villainy and how Hikos?" The Man in Steel replied, "I fight by Fate, and this is the side fate has led me to be on". "Well since I'm such a nice person, I'll like to share that this is just a diversion", Man in Blue said sounding triumphate "Well since we're being honest then, I'll come clean, so is ours", the Man in Steel replied, laughing "What?", Man in Blue said know worried Man in Steel replied, "I knew you would try to distract us from our goal, so we set up a distraction of our own". "But all your forces are her...", the Man in Blue stopped until he realized something, a few important faces were not on the battlefield... Meanwhile at the Great Hall, The Man in Gold and the remaining forces noticed an army approaching the Great Hall, a large one in fact. "How is that army so big?", the Man in Green asked "Look who's in front", Man in Gold said as he handed Man in Green a Telescope. Man in Capri saw the Bronze Mage, Percy Silvers, Tug, and the Main Body of Hivemind in front. "But who are all those people?", the Man in Capri asked, until the answer suddenly dawned on them, with an army that size, and Hivemind up front, it could only mean he was controlling the entire population of Sodor. It seems the Man in Steel's idea had worked, distract the strongest Colorfolk with the majority of their army, and create a new one filled with people the remaining Colorfolk would have trouble stopping. Back on the Major Battlefield, the Blood Alchemist, was collecting the souls of careless Colorfolk who were not paying full attention to their surroundings, while Hivemind claimed the bodies. It was a win-win. Soon, the Men In Blue. Silver, Pink, White, Green, Orange, Purple, Capri (stuck in a fishbowl) Brown, Tan, Off-White, Ghost White. Salmon, Brick, Rose, and Scarlet, Cardinal, Arydile Yellow, and Reddish, plus the Women in Blue, Silver, Black, Orange, Green, Pink, Yellow, and Purple remained on the battlefield (the folks at the great hall were all fine) were all that remained at the battlefield. Diesel 11 was there. He, Toz, Frank, and TGC had decided to help. Death Scene He was about to knock someone out when suddenly an evil looking goblin jumped him and tore his head off as blood spluttered everywhere. Diesel 11 gave up the ghost. ****************************** "Well played Steel... but you forget, no mind can conquer the tactical brilliance of man in white, isn't that right?" Just then, man in white sounded the signal... and all of the Colormen supposedly under hivemind's control began attacking the evil forces again. "What?! But how?" Steel said, shocked. "Did you really think such pathetic mind control techniques can work on a Colorman? We all have mind training that renders us immune to cheap tricks such as hypnosis and mind control" "Impossible!" "you'd better believe it!" Man In blue said. Meanwhile, the Army that was approaching the Great Hall found themselves in for a VERY rude awakening. "Guess who?" Boomed a voice TO the horror of the Evil forces, it was Man in Cerulean in his enlarged form. The evil army was literally flung away, both by his hand and his spike. "CHARGE!" The Man in Aquamarine charged in his chariot, further reducing the evil forces numbers. "Don't worry, we have charmed our attacks to only kill the truly evil; all others under some form of mind control will simply be freed" they informed "No! This can't be" "and it's about to get worse!" Suddenly, the the Cadmium brothers fired their collective blasts, and began incinerating even more evil forces. "You know what they say Hikos... the bigger they are, the harder they fall!" "What?" And just then, to Hikos horror, the enlarged Man In Cerulean Body slammed him. When he stood up, mainly for the sake of the plot, Man In Steel was rendered unconscious and wounded, but he wasn't dead "Perfect timing Cerulean!" Blue called "I had some help" he said. Man IN Bright Turquoise emerged from a dimensional warp and nodded before disappearing again. Suddenly, the Giant Monkey Man leapt out of nowhere and brought Man In Cerulean to the ground! At the battle, the Bronze Mage was cross. "Even if Hivemind doesn't have control of their bodies, it's because of that spell they all learned earlier, not some newly revealed power! And Hohenheim has their souls anyway... c'mon, man! I'm tired of fighting bricks. Give the Colorfolk some weaknesses!" The writer could only agree. Man in Blue's astonishment, all that was left was ice, "That wasn't him?", he asked confused the Man in Steel appeared and said, "Really do you think I would not have a plan, you do realize you are fighting the good citizens of Sodor, and Hivemind is no where near this battlefield, and like you said, the Bigger they are, the harder they fall!", The Man in Steel ran up the side of Man in Cerulean, slammed his hammer in the side of his face so fast he couldn't react. Once he hit the ground, the Blood Alchemist quickly absorbed him and said, "One Less pain to deal with", and he proceeded to fight the Man in Turqoise. Meanwhile at the Great Hall, the Man in Gold's forces began to realize they were fighting the people of Sodor. "Remember, don't hurt them, just knock them out so Hivemind can't control them!", he yelled to his forces, but they were having a hard time stopping The Bronze Mage, Percy Silvers, and Tug while keeping Hivemind at bay. "There's too many!", Man in Green yelled "Hold on for a little longer", Man in Gold responded. Meanwhile, the writer decided that to weaken the colormen, he would shatter the Prism. "Sorry, guys," he apologized, "but I think you're done for." And now it dawned on them that all the Writer wanted was blood... as he shattered the Prism. Now, with Diesel 11 killed, Toz was horrified. Diesel 11's body was hauled out from under the battlefield. He was a sorry sight. SPOILER: Click to hide His head had been ripped off, and blood was everywhere. Meanwhile, Jason was coming closer and closer to the engines, and was about to kill Thomas. Suddenly, Thomas's top and sides opened up....and revealed missiles, guns, flamethrowers, etc. Jason was stunned, "This is madness!" Thomas growled. "This is SODOR!!" (Get the reference? ) ************************ The Man in Blue continued to fight Hikos... this time, he wouldn't let him slip away. Meanwhile, Lightbender was at the Colorfolk Hidden Archives. The Battle was Getting Hectic, neither side was winning, and both sides were losing lives... The Blood Alchemist had gone crazy with the Philosopher's Stone and now was absorbing souls of both sides, Colrofolk or not. The Stone started to surge, Hohenheim dropped it,until finally, *BOOM*, a huge explosion upset all the fighting. As people began to recover they saw a completely red man with Stone like features. "Call me Philos", he said "What are you?", the Man in Black asked "The Philospher's Stone, but you fools have shed so much blood, that spirits themselves could not reside in the stone no longer, so they created me... and I'm hungry...", Philos said as he proceeded to absorb the Man in Black "Run!", the Man in Blue and Steel said as both sides fled, "Temporary truce", they said as the remaining forces all ran ot hte Great Hall to avoid Philos. Meanwhile the Prism decided enough was enough, It would fight as well, so it decided to take a form as well. The Spirit of the Prism appeared on the Battlefield... as a 50 ft giant warrior. "You will not terrorize Sodor any longer!" As it charged the Philos. "Why can't I absorb you!?" Philos said "Because my spirit is bound to the Prism already; and that bond is unbreakable!" As they began trading blows Meanwhile, the remaining colorfolk got together. "White, you are our tactician, any ideas?" White began thinking things over... he knew that there was a way to defeat him, but what? Since Everyone was in a truce, they let the remains of VEC into the Great hall, just this once. "So Hohenheim how did you learn how to make the Stone?", asked Man in White "I took detailed notes in my journals, but I wrote it in code, I though you men smarter then that, but my research only taught me how to make the stone, and it didn't prepare me for this", the Blood Alchemist responded "Well I guess we'll just have to hold out then", Said the Man in Silver Just then, Man in Bright Turquoise emerged from a dimensional warp. He Had Man In Cerulean. "What? But how?" "I traveled to just moments before his soul was absorbed; I don't normally do time travel, but this was an exception." Man In Bright Turquoise explained. "I need to go again, I need time to think" And Man In Bright Turquoise disappeared again. "what was that all about?" Someone asked "Bright turquoise has total understanding of the space time continum and quantum physics; allowing him to do pretty much anything... right now we can only hope he is on to something" Man iN Blue explained. with the fight, the Spirit of the prism was slowly dominating Philos. "This cannot be... why do you continue to fight?" "We will fight to defend Sodor... we will not allow creatures such as yourself to harm it!" It declared as Philos took another heavy blow. The Man in Steel can up with a unique idea, "This might be more deadly then helpful, but we should give up our power to the prism". "What do you mean?", asked the Man in Blue "I learned a spell from my ancestor that can allow a colorfolk to give their powers back to the prism. This could possibly give the prism a boost in it's fight against Philos, but who knows what would happen to us", Steel replied the incredible happened. Everything around man in blue stopped. He soon felt like he was the only one in the room. Then he saw it... a figure described by Matthew Erdagovern himself, but almost never seen... the Spirit of the Prism. "It's you... you reveal yourself to me like you revealed yourself to my ancestor." "Yes... I can only do this for a few minutes though... do not worry, the fight has been paused too." the spirit said "We believe that we can we can strengthen you in the fight if we give you our powers... that should enable you to defeat Philos." The spirit thought it over. "Yes, it would." "But we fear what would happen to us." The Spirit assured Blue "Daniel Erdagovern, you must not fear. You are not a Colorman simply because of your lineage... you are a Colorman because of what you are on the inside. You can all sacrifice your powers to me, and I assure you, they can be returned. After so many centuries of working for the good of Sodor, I can never forget what your family has done for me." Man In Blue thought it over... he knew that casting the spell in itself was the risky part, since the spirit could return the powers. But was casting this spell to help the prism worth the risk. "I wish I could talk to the others about this... but I am the only one who can see the spirit... how can I get the others to believe me?" Blue said to himself. "Your not the only one who can hear the spirit", and Daniel and the Spirit turned around to see the Man in Steel "Hikos, both how can you do these things?", the Man in Blue asked "This is probably the safest time to explain myself, so I'll do it quickly. I never was truly working with VEC, I just had to seem convincing to fool the Mage and Alchemist. I Didn't take control of Tug, I gave him a boost in power since we work going up against some powerful foes. My ancestor told me that the only way to stop the enemy and limit casualties is to play them, but I guess I got too much in the role. I"froze" my heart to trick you guys into thinking I was evil. So I only joined VEC to help bring them down from the inside", the Man in Steel replied "But how can you be here?", asked the Man in Blue "Because I let him", the Spirit said, "I allowed him to explain himself, since he did the a noble thing, be a villain to be hated so more people would do the right thing. There is a secret history between your families, but I can say anymore, my power is fading, so please gentlemen, lend me your power", time then began again and the chaos of the battle returned... "Let us return now... and perhaps when all this is over, we can find out more about the history between the Erdagovern and Hikos families." Blue said "Indeed" replied Steel. Blue and steel returned to the normal realm. "Listen all, we must lend the Spirit our power; it is the only way for us to defeat Philos!" Blue explained. Gold, White and Silver, plus Woman in Blue immediately agreed, but others were in doubt. That is when Steel spoke. "Ladies and Gentlemen, if we want to survive we must give the Prism what remains of our power. The prism has given us the lives we live today, we may not have chosen this life, but this is the life we were all meant to be in. We all have made great bonds together that would never be if we had not lived this. But one thing is for sure, I'm definitely giving my power back to the Prism. You may not trust me, hell, you probably never will fully, but if we don't do this, others lives, who we fight for and protect, will lose theirs. We have lost our comrades to Philos, so let us not avenge them, but we'll damn well won't make their lives be lost in vain. Now who's with me?" The assembled Colorfolk agreed, and prepared for the spell. "Lets make our ancestors proud!" Man in blue declared Philos and the Spirit were fighting, when the unthinkable happened. A strange glow began to surround the Spirit. "What? What is this power?!" Philos said in horror. The Spirit replied, "You have stolen the power I have given to others, and now my friends have given me the boost I needed to defeat you!", The Spirit fired a blast of energy that hit Philos and caused him to disintegrate. "No, this can't be happening, I have so much left to devour, I will return, just you wait, were I go, I will become more powerful than anything you will ever imagine", Philos shouted as he disappeared from this plain of existence. When Philos blew up, particles started to rain down from his remains, and the particles turned into the absorbed and deceased like the Man in Black, Amber Apricot, and D-11. "How is that possible, the absorbed are used to power the stone?", Hohenheim asked confused "Philos never used the absorbed to power himself, only devoured them, so I used some of my own power to return them to their physical forms", just then the Blood Alchemist's soul left Tug's body and into a new one. "A new body, but why?", Hohenheim asked even more confused. "I did it as a favor to the Man in Steel, but for now I must return to crystallized form, I thank all of you for trusting me, and as you can see this is your reward", the Spirit said as the powers returned to the Colorfolk and Tug woke up. The Spirit itself returned to the prism, which was now in the crater it had left during its fight with Philos. Thus the Battle for Sodor ended with no casualties on November 2nd, and no one outside it's participants remembered it, partially due to Hivemind controlling them and another gift of the Prism was freeing the citizens of Sodor from his control. The Colorfolk immediately captured VEC, with the exception of the Bronze Mage, Percy Silvers, Hohenheim, and Hivemind, who was now limited to only one body due to the Prism sealing his power, mysteriously. They Expanded the Tomb of Amber Apricot, and kept the prisoners trapped in a solid state of honey(Come on what else would they use). Then daily life returned for the Colorfolk, and their usual antics began again. In the Archives, now that steel and blue had free time, they met in the archives. "The spirit mentioned a secret history between our families; this may shed some light on some unexplained things in Colormen history." Blue said "Indeed." Steel replied. "The Connection between the Hikos and Erdagovern clans must be important for the Prism to reference it. Where do we start?" "These journals here. This one is of Matthew Erdagovern, and this one is of the first Man in Steel. Both cover the same 16 year period; let's see if there are any points of connection" And the two men began reading. Meanwhile, the Man in Amber Apricot was getting used to being out and about again. Man in Black had decided to help him recover from being the anchor since it seems when he was released from Philos, the evil of the Colorfolk went with him. Possibly because the evil trapped in Amber Apricot was with him since he was the first trapped in the stone, and could be the reason why Philos was able to form. Anyways, enough story building, the Man in Black decided to take the Man in Amber Apricot the mountains to help clear him of his last evil thoughts. "Come on now, be one with the wind, let nature control your mind", the Man in Black said "You know, I never really knew you were into meditation", the Amber Apricot said puzzled "Well since I've been purified, I kinda got attracted to it because it helped get my bad "Mojo outta my system", the Man in Black replied "Please never say that again", the Man in Amber Apricot asked "Alright..." Back in the Archives, The Man in Blue and Steel were looking into the past when Steel noticed the Pen of Arcadios, which was a neutral artifact and could transcribe anything, on one of the desks. "You know, the spirit did say it was secret... could the history be in code in these journals?", he asked curiously "That is definitely a possibility." Man In Blue Thought. He picked up the pen and politely asked "we seek to learn the histories of our families... if there is a code to break, please reveal it to us" Blue asked as the Pen began to move. Meanwhile, Man In Amber Apricot was glad to be freed, but there was something he had to tell man in black... he realized that this was something he had only brought up with Blue and White. "say... Daniel never told you, did he?" "What?" "my disease... and having only 4 months left" "I... I didn't realize." "Indeed. My only regret is that at only 24, there is not enough time left to fall in love and start a family." "Does that mean?" "Yes... the amber apricot line will come to an end in about 4 months time." He said, as he began to cry. "Where did it all go wrong?" He asked himself. "Well I guess while you were frozen you had a bit of time extended, and you never know, what could happen in for 4 months", said the Man in Black, "Plus there is another way to save your line..." "What is it?", asked the Man in Amber Apricot The Man in Black replied, "If you can't find a lover in time, you could always donate your um... "Sailors" to be given to someone else for artificial.. um..." "I get the point... but that does seem like a feasible idea, I guess", the Man in Amber Apricot said worried. "Should we go?" Black asked. "Yes... if there is any hope, maybe there is a way for me to get rid of this illness" And they proceeded to leave the mountainside. Meanwhile, Steel and Blue began to read the message that was being deciphered: "I solemly swear that the following entries are truthful, from the mind and hand of Matthew Erdagovern, the Man In Blue..." "Long ago under the reign of King Godred, the Man in Blood was recruited by the King to study a mysterious stone, formed from the excess energy of the Prism. It was dubbed the Philosopher's Stone, due to not even the great scholars of our time not being able to decipher its creation. A man named Vincent Hikos, who I crafted a great friendship with in secret, was known as the Ice Enforcer, due to his secret justice brought upon invaders and betrayers of the kingdom. He was a secret due to striking only in the winter, where his hammer's powers would be hidden within the snowy weather. He would live out his days in secret in Harwick and would come to the Court of the King only at Night. Only I and a select few Colormen knew of his existence. After the Bronze Mage was created, I wanted to make sure nothing like that would happen again, so I had him hide in the castle monitoring Colormen with mysterious objectives. He was the first person to discover the Man in Blood's transition into the Blood Alchemist, and he helped destroy his body, seal him in a suit of armor, and trap him in "The Gate". After that, his existence was further known throughout the Colormen, but he mainly worked protecting Sodor, as the "Night Watchmen", of sorts, only out at night. His existence was further erased from our records since we covered up the Blood Alchemist incident, we said the Man in Blood passed away without "passing on" his linage, but we kept his notes incase he ever returned. Though that is one of many achievements of the Vincent, he is probably the most underrated and humble Colormen I have ever known, and is my most trusted friend. I'm sad to say he has passed on, but has let his lineage live, and for that I am thankful. I hope his future generations are as noble as him. I fear I am on my last legs as well, so I am writing this hidden history to make sure Colormen like him, are known, even if it is in secret. I will tell however is reading this, this entry is not the only hidden one, and it certainly isn't the last, the mysterious of are lineage is hidden between the lines, so please don't stop searching for it, and find this hidden Truth...", and the entry ends. "Well I guess there's more we need to know", said the Man in Steel "I guess Man in Gold is going to be really busy for now", the Man in Blue replied. The Man in Steel responded, "Yep, he's going to need a lot of coffee for this one..." ****************** Meanwhile, TGC was wondering about Diesel 11. I wonder what would happen if I went back to the glass objects and looked through Diesel 11's? TGC found the mask in his office, and put it on, went though the pathway and found the glass structures. One was missing from the pedestal. "That must be D11's." But little did TGC know it was not Diesel 11's. TGC then went to see the others. "I can't believe he is dead." Toz said. "On the bright side, there is some unowned 1 billion dollars" TGC said, trying to brighten up the mood. It didn't work, and just made TGC look like a jerk. "Anyways, what about that mask of yours?" Frank said, looking at the strange mask. "WAIT! We need to take some safety precautions." Toz said. "1. It doesnt look like anything from that darn Freddy thing, done." Toz said, giving the mask back to Frank. Frank then put the mask on. "I can't see anything!" Frank said, taking the mask off immediately. TGC then put it back on. "One moment" he said, TGC's POV: you jumped down a hole in the floor Everyone else's POV: TGC just jumped and phased through the ground. TGC then climbed out of the ground he jumped in with another mask. "Try this one Frank" he said, giving it to Frank. "Nothing, Toz?" Toz then put the mask on. "I do see, wait... TGC... That hole is nearly 1000 feet down I'd say... Why did you promptly jump INTO it?" "Umm..." TGC said trying to think of a valid reason "YOLO?" "You only die once as well" Toz said. "Ok I'm out of ideas I'm probably just completely insane from Vitcon." ******************** The Bronze Mage awoke in the Tomb of Amber Apricot. A slick black substance coated the walls and floor. As he looked, he saw his comrades, frozen in solid honey. "No," he moaned. "Xex, Priori, Vivian, Mindreader... HOW COULD THEY DO THIS TO ME! I WILL MAKE THEM PAY!" "Have fun with that," said a voice. The Bronze Mage turned to see a fat guy with glasses. This time, he remembered the name. "Honeybadger! Thank goodness you're here! We need to get everyone out of this honey!" "Yes, I do. But I'm afraid you are irrelevant now." "WHAT!?" "The boss is.. displeased with how you handled yourself since returning to Sodor. Disguising as bootleg merchandise? Losing ROBOT CHARLIE to the Colorfolk? And now this? Hohenheim and Hivemind performed admirably today. But not you." The Bronze Mage listened in horror as Honeybadger continued. "I am taking the powers of each mage and placing them into the Sordon." He pulled out a weapon and took it to each mage in turn. "They are of no use in the honey. They will retain a copy of their powers, in the event that they are thawed. However, they are now no better than robots. They will become training dummies for Silvestron, another job you managed to botch." "I tell you, Percy Silver isn't strong enough to become Silvestron yet! He needs more training!" "And he will receive it. Do you see the black stuff on the walls?" "Pure evil!" "Yes, very good. It is this that will allow him to reach his true powers as Silvestron. Now the Colorfolk are completely purified... but it will be their own undoing. And as for you... you are no longer a priority. You are to be reserved for use as Silvestron's "final exam". Until then, you will be doing grunt work around here, and your powers will be removed. Your new name is... Dankmemez." "What!?" Exclaimed Dankmemez. "That's a terrible name!" "The boss commands it," said Honeybadger, "and you do not disobey the Great Horned Beast." With a future arc set up, we head to France, where Brainiac had a slight problem. Although he was far enough out of range not to have been purified along with the other Colorfolk, the rest of the Amber Apricots were now good. He would have to rely on the French Colorwomen, and they only answered to Money. Meanwhile Hohenheim Was hiding in a forest. "Ok Bronze we got awa..", was all the Blood Alchemist could say until he realized the Bronze Mage wasn't with him. "Well that's just great, the idiot probably got captured, and I thought he escaped with me, jeez why can't the writer ever make up his mind", he said to himself "Well you're not really alone", Hivemind said as he came out from behind a tree "Oh hey Hive, it seems we're the only ones who got away", Hohenheim said displeased "Actually Percy is with me", Hivemind said as Percy popped out from behind a tree. "Oh yeah you're Bronze's student, what happened to him?", asked the Blood Alchemist "Yeah while we were escaping, he ran into a tree and got knocked unconscious, they picked him up and locked him with the rest of the captured", Percy replied "Well it seems VEC is no more for now... hey do you want to form an alliance? Since I lost a major power boost when the stone blew up, Hive is now trapped in one body, and Percybis still an apprentice, the three of us together could hold up until we think up a new plan", Hohenheim asked curiously Hivemind replied, "I would be fine with it, how about you Percy?" Percy responded, "It's cool if you guys wanna roll with me, bro." Hohenheim cringed. Having once worked alongside Grammarnazi, he had developed an ear for grammar, and did not like what he heard. "This is Silvestron. Great. Just great."
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Post by Toz76 on Dec 20, 2021 3:39:12 GMT -5
Chapter 12: The secret basement Lightbender, who strangely didn't take part in the war and was for some reason in the Colorfolk Hidden Archives, said to himself, " Why am I overshadowed by all this new guys. I need to make a move so people remember I'm still here". He had devoted his life to stopping the Vile Evil confederacy, and he was determined to find a way to defeat Silvestron if and when he rose. As he searched through the archives... "Freeze!" The men in Cerulean, Flame, Quartz, Xanadu and Zomp tackled him to the ground. "So much for working alone," grumbled Lightbender. Meanwhile D-11 was just waking up in a hospital bed "Where am I? I thought I was on a battlefield?", he asked confused Jenkins replied, " what are you talking about sir, you were found in a crater from an accidental gas explosion. You're lucky to still be intact" D-11 responded, " Your right..", but D-11 had a strange feeling he took part in a massive battle, and even worse, died at one point. Unbeknownst to him however, was the prism brought him back and erased all citizens of Sodor memories of the event, since all of them were under Hivemind's control at the time, so he tried to forget these eerie thoughts. Meanwhile, they remembered that he was dead. Thus, the last post was just Jenkins and his stupid dreams. Meanwhile, Man In Black was talking to Man In White. "While I was evil, I did some things I regret, but the one I regret the most is killing Man In Gold's wife and kidnapping his son. I put him up for adoption in America, and I don't know what happened to him after that. Can you use the Helmet of Cronk to help me find him? "I will," said Man In White, "Just let me finish this first." "What is it?" "It's a letter someone sent a week ago. Someone named... Hossenhossen. He died during the third battle of Sodor, so maybe this letter will tell us who he is." "Well? What does it say?" "To all those conserned: This is my last handshake of buttermilk. See you out of court, Luxemburg!" "What the heck?" "Well, it seems that Hossenhossen was a practical joker." ************************* *flashback, Island of Sodor, the first era of the Colormen In a small village whose name remains unknown, a great terror attacks. A great horned beast rampaged through the village, destroying everything it touches. A pair of local warriors try to take it down, but their swords serve only to anger the beast. Tall as a church steeple, and strong as a heard of oxen, it seems unstoppable, then at last, hope. The local Blacksmith, Arthur Blackson, steps forward and challenges the beast to battle. He raises his mighty javelin, and throws it at the beast. But then the incredible: Lightning begins to repeatedly strike the beast, searing its body like a thousand hot irons! The with a loud, thunderous roar, the beast fell and was no more. Blackson retrieved his Javelin, and assured the town that we were safe now; this great horned beast would never terrorize us again. The day was saved thanks to the Man in Black, of Sodor's great protectors, the Colormen. ... "And that is the story according to this account." Man in Gold finished saying to Man In Black. "And that is the only account of this event? Written 80 years after it happened?" Black asked. "Afraid so; there may be more, but we still haven't found any. Of the 300 shelves in this archive, I have only just finished cataloging the 26th." He explained. "I do not believe this story to be false; even if a couple journals of my ancestor are missing. If anyone can back up this story of the Great Horned Beast, it is Arthur Blackson himself." And so Man in Black began his search through the uncatalogued shelves, determined to find the missing journals of the first Man in Black; if any source could validate this story, it was his own journals. Meanwhile, the sister of Hossenhossen had arrived. Hessenhessen was shocked to learn of her brother's death. *Flashback* 35 years ago, in a mountaintop temple in central Asia, a pair of twins were born. Trained in the ways of the mage, they were told that they had but one task- SLAY THE DEMON ENGINES! *End Flashback* And even without her brother, that was just what Hessenhessen planned to do. Meanwhile, Man In Black continued the search for the lost journals. "Waste of time if you ask me; if this beast really existed, how come the excavations of the site in recent years have yielded nothing in terms of remains of the beast?" One Colorman said "You got me; but you're probably right... The great horned beast, it's almost certainly a myth." The other Colorman replied However, plans were made to slay off the remaining colormen... No one knew who said that, so everyone ignored it. But, the Man in Gold had an idea and said, "Hey, Blue told me he and Steel had found a secret entry in his ancestors' journal and at the end it spoke that they were many more hidden throughout Colorfolk document. Maybe we could use the Pen like they did before to see if there's a hidden entry in this account. Does that sound like a good idea?" "yes, it does." "Um.......sure?" so they asked the pen to find more hidden messages among the documents in the archives They soon found a hidden document. It was written in badly misspelled old English. "I m Jcub greevis and i m 8 yeerss olde. I saw my dady man in fucia deestroyy a papr with a drawng, but i mde a knew 1" There followed a perfect map of the great hall... but wait! "Hold on! Jacob Greavis... Man In Fuschia... cartographer... 1197... I need to check something!" Man In Gold ran off to grab something. "But this map is ridiculous! There aren't 30 floors underground!" "Maybe there are, Woman In Silver." said Man In Silver. Turning to the Women In White and Gold, he said. "Take this map and see what you can find." Soon, the duo had found a hidden staircase in an old broom closet. "Well... here goes nothing!" Said Woman In White. They opened a door... to find an old staircase "We found something!" Woman in White called out. "Hold on!" Said a voice. It was Man In Amaranth Pink, a structural engineer by trade. "Those stairs have not been touched in many years; I cannot in good conscience let anyone go on them with out inspecting them first." The the woman in white and woman in gold stepped aside while Amaranth Pink went to work. "It's safe!" He called. Woman In Gold grabbed a torch, and the trio headed down into the depths. They came to the first floor and looked around. "Looks like this is the first basement level" Amaranth Pink said as he stepped forward a few feet. "bring that light here; I found some wall mounted torches" he called out. Shining the light around soon revealed a large room with several hallways leading to and fro. "Looks like another barracks level." Said Woman In Gold. The next three levels also were barracks. The fifth level down was a kitchen, and the sixth a mess hall. "I always wondered why we didn't have these..." Woman In Gold quipped. Woman In White was thoughtful. "You know, a lot of the old documents in the archives mentioned a mess hall... that's why some say there were two Great Halls. Now we know." "But why was it all boarded up?" Asked Man In Amaranth Pink. They walked into Level -7. "Oh my god!" "What is it?" "It can't be... but, this was thought to be a myth! Get the Man in Blue down here, now." Man In Blue was down stairs in a matter of minutes. What they found was a four wheeled, horse drawn cart, but something seemed... off about it. Namely, all the parts that would connect to the horse were removed. Engraved on sides was "Erdagovern." "Well I'll Be... Matthew's Erdagovern's self-propelled cart, it really existed. Too bad he took his secret to the grave on how it worked" Man In Blue pointed out. There were some wall mounted torches, so these were lit too. "Let's see what else is on this floor" Man In Blue suggested. The party of four searched through the rest of floor -7. It appeared to be a garage, and s ramp lead outside. "If I could see better I could probably fix the cart up." Said Man In Blue. Floor eight was a large armory. Most of the weapons were too rusted to be used, but they did find about half of the missing Colorman Artifacts. The ninth floor was a large cathedral. Beautiful paintings of Colormen doing noble deeds were everywhere, some of which they recognized from documents in the archives. The tenth floor was storage. The eleventh floor was inaccessible. The door was blocked off and locked magically. Two notes were pinned to the door. The first was written by the original Man In Blue. "The secrets hidden in this room are dangerous. If future generations of Colormen were to pass through this door, the knowledge they gain could change the world for good... or ill. I will not chance it. Only upon my death will the way in be revealed. The second dated from the Splitting of the Prism. "We are trapped. Man In Black will not get me alive. The 125 colormen trapped here with me will all stay forever. We have enchanted the door so no one may enter or exit the top ten floors until the line of Blackson is pure. My name is Thomas Erdagovern, and I approve this message" "How do we get through this door?" "Should we even try to?" "Do you want me to have some colormen install electric lighting down here? Not in the cathedral, but everywhere else?" "Why didn't we see 225 skeletons? Were they in the bedrooms?" Finally, Man In Blue spoke. "The line of Blackson... it is pure again, but out of respect for the dead behind this door, let us keep it sealed... for it is a grave now." The other Colorfolk nodded in agreement as a couple others showed up. "We checked everywhere, there are no bodies on the upper 10 floors." "Very good. I think we can actually make good use of this space. Before we start any rennovating, let's first record in photograph and video what we found here as is; this is pure Colormen history, and we should document it in its unaltered state before we do anything." "What afterwards?" "Yes, install the electric lighting. The cathedral we shall bring in lamps, but yes, don't destroy it just to put wiring. Everything else will be rennovated. Now that some Colorwomen are calling the Great Hall home, we need the room." The others nodded in agreement. "Let's get to work." Man In Blue and the other three decided to continue down... they needed to see what were in the other floors. "If this door was sealed off by the first Man In Blue, speaking his final words should open the door." Said Man In Blue. Meanwhile, Man In ElectricBlue and Man In Electric Crimson began to install the lighting. All the Electric colormen were very skilled in that respect. Realizing the importance of the task at hand, Blue told the other Colormen and the Colorwomen present to go start work on the upper 10 floors. "I do not want to run the risk of harming anyone else; whatever is beyond this door, I would never forgive myself if anyone else got hurt." He said to himself. He prepared to say the words when he felt a hand on his shoulder... he turned around to see Woman In Blue "Not without me you don't... we're in this together now" she said. Man In Blue wasn't going to argue, so he just said the words. "Pro datri seg mola, quis dem welna, siy trenwa." Then there was trouble. With Man and Woman In Blue together saying the spell, there was a problem: "Wait, neither of us said a spell; only I spoke, and I said Matthew Erdagovern's last words!" Man In Blue told the writer "Oh, sorry" the writer replied. "Daniel, who are you talking to?" Woman in Blue said "Uh... no one, Melody" Man In Blue said; he hadn't told her about his fourth wall awareness; he didn't want her to think he was weird Anyway, he said the words to the door... when suddenly a huge beast jumped out. "Oh, no, it must be a descendent of that creature that Arthur Blackson allegedly fought!" But it turned out to be a huge dust cloud, not a living beast. "Phew, that is a relief... I highly doubt any creature could survive being locked behind this door for 800 years anyway" man in blue pointed out "anything that was behind this door when it was sealed must be long dead." His suspicions were confirmed when he saw some skeletons "Walk carefully; this is a final resting place, for many Colormen" Man in blue said to woman in blue. They found wall mounted torches and lit them... There was writing on the wall in the Unknown language, and many large crates. "But what was in the crates that was so bad it had to be sealed away?" Man In Blue took the top off, looked in, and nearly fell off in surprise. "What is it?" Asked Woman In Blue. "Melody... maybe it's best if you see for yourself." Woman In Blue looked in. "My god! It's filled with... Prisms!" "But this is impossible! There is only one Prism! It fell to Earth in a meteor and... well, you know the Story of the Colormen" Man In Blue Stated "Yes, of course, but how is this possible?" Woman In Blue said. "Perhaps I can explain." A ghostly figure said as it appeared. "Grandfather Matthew!" Daniel exclaimed. "What's going on?" Woman In Blue asked "Oh, it's kind of a thing with the Colormen; every now and then the spirits of our ancestors appear and help us out" Man In Blue explained. "This is Matthew Erdagovern, the first Man In Blue" Daniel explained "Hello Woman In Blue" Matthew replied. She simply stared for a moment "So this kind of thing doesn't really happen with the Colorwomen?" Daniel asked, curious. "Well... no." "Matthew, what... why are there so many Prisms?" "It is a long story, so I'll summarize. The Presuisoltians built them eons ago. No one knows why. They are the source of all magic in the universe. It is said that if you were to connect all the Prisms together in a certain way, it would create a "Superprism" the size of a planet that would be capable of modifying the fabric of reality itself. Thankfully this is but a small fraction." "Wha... but the Prisms are bigger than the Presuisoltians? How... why..." "Some things are best left for future arcs. Now, continue to explore, but stay away from the bottom three floors on pain of death, and tell nobody what you see here." With that he left. "Well, we still have floors -12 through -27... let's go reveal Colorfolk secrets." Woman In Blue said. So hand in hand they set off. They came to Floor 12. About that time, Man In Blue got a transmission from Man In White. "I want to warn you... the stairs only go down as far as the 27th floor; the bottom three floors the stairs have collapsed. I was able sense it through the Helmet." It was a good stroke of luck. "thanks for the warning; we will keep it in mind" and they opened the door to the 12th floor. "Daniel, what of the 11th floor?" Man In White suddenly asked. "Best you stay out of it; we found many skeletons; it is a resting place, best to remain undisturbed. We have closed the door and re-locked it." Blue replied "Ok; I'll pass on the message" White replied. On the twelfth floor, Man In Blue went to the wall torches and lit them. "Now let's see what is revealed here" Man In Blue said as light filled the room. The room was empty, except for a large nap carved into the floor. "Look! It shows you where all the magic users are concentrated!" On the map, each dot represented a mage. The mages were primarily clustered around the British isles, although there were a few in America. "Well, this might come in handy... hey, look! If you touch a dot it tells you who it is! "This is a really big map," said Man In Blue. "Are we on the map?" Asked Woman in Blue "Let me see." Man In blue replied. "We're about here, so if I touch this dot here..." "Well, there's a lot of dots where the archives are, but I'd say we're at about.. here! No, that's Ball Blue. Here? Cream. Here? Alice Blue. Here? Cream again..." "It's Ok Daniel; it's not a priority now" Woman in Blue assured. "hey guys." They were suddenly joined by Man in Amaranth Pink. "As a structural engineer, I didn't like the thought of you guys going down so far without a proper inspection taking place.". He explained "good timing actually. What ca you tell?". Man in Blue asked "so far so good; not detecting any structural weaknesses, but we can't be too careful with something this serious." He explained as he began inspecting this floor. *************************** Meanwhile, Hohenheim, Hivemind, and Percy Silvers were discussing a way to break out the rest of VEC from the Tomb of the Anchor. "I have broken into it before, but last time it was just a fluke and I was in a different body so I have no idea what would happen this time. So I guess we can start at Square 1", the Blood Alchemist said with a sigh "We aren't even at Square 1", Hivemind replied, "it's more like Square 0, we have no ideas whatsoever" Before Percy could add into the conversation, a voice out of nowhere said, " the Messenger of the Horned One requires your presence. You will be seeing him at once", and with that Percy was teleported to the Tomb of the Anchor "Great now we have to break out another one!", Hohenheim shouted furiously ********************* Daniel looked at Amaranth Pink "well?" "Completely safe; really for next floor." "Shall we?" Asked Man in Blue The duo descended to the next floor. Several tunnels branched off in different directions. "I count twelve. There's signs on each one, but they're in the Unknown Language." "Should we follow them?" "I'd say so." So they walked further on. They saw nothing in this tunnel, but ended up on the outside world.......or was it the outside? It looked like it, but then again there seemed to be a spider web-like covering all around to keep the world invisible to the outside. Suddenly the passage shut...they were trapped in this world....or were they? There were only two buildings here. One was called 'Shed 17', and the other was 'Hangar 18'. "Shall we go in?" asked Amaranth Pink. "I guess so," said Man In Blue, "It looks like the only possible way out, since that tunnel disappeared. "But which should we enter first?" just then, everything around then disappeared; they were in the Great Hall underground again, but now they were surrounded by an unusual web in the room where they were "What is this?" woman in blue asked "Wait, I have an idea; both of you, think of the beach for a minute." Man in blue said. So they did; now they were in a beach. Then they were back in the great hall. "I get it now; this must be a magic powered training simulator; the early Colormen may have used it to figure out how to defeat tougher opponents" Daniel reasoned. "But this was just one hallway; what of the others?" Woman in blue asked "We should check them out when we are done looking in this room" Amaranth Pink concluded. "Yes, but first, I'd like to imagine us eating ice cream." So the group ate some simulated ice cream. ***************************** Meanwhile, in the Crypt of the Anchor, Honeybadger was coating Percy Silver in the evil that clung to the tunnel walls. "Why are you doing this?" "Dankmemez here has failed to train you to be Silvestron, so I'm taking up the job. Now, lighting bolt!" For the first time in his life, Percy Silver shot a perfect lightning bolt. "Perfect! With a few more years of training, you could become all-powerful. Unfortunately, we only have a few months before the boss comes through. So we'll have to work you TO! THE! MAX!" "You know, that would be a lot more affective if you were actually in shape." "TO! THE! MAX!!!!" And so it began. **************************** Anyways, back to the trio, they went down below... ...into the dark depths of Hell... Meanwhile, San Fransisco "Wait, what?" And the writer corrected the last few sentences he wrote In the sublevels of the Great Hall, the Colorfolk who were down there reviewed the floor they were currently on. "Should we check the other hallways, or go down to the next floor?" "Next floor." "Okay, then." "I say another tunnel. Amaranth Pink, could you oversee the electrification upstairs?" ****************** In the tomb, the Bronze Mage observed the Walls. "Be warned; they are stainless steel, and coated with Radmiuum... for the time being, we cannot get out" he explained ************** Back in the Colorfolk Archives, someone found a letter that said, "Helo, Y'm Joodee. Y'm ae gurl." They then heard, "Put down the keyboard! You're under arrest!" ******************* The duo finally made it to next floor, and when they opened the door they saw... Miles Standish! Not really. They actually saw... John Smith! But seriously, they entered the room and saw a bunch of prison cells "This floor must be where they kept dangereous men that couldn't be held elsewhere" Man In Blue felt some of the bars "radmiuum... So they kept certain kinds of prisoners here" Daniel concluded "Erm, what's....radminam?" asked Percy, who somehow was in this scene. Or rather, it was Woman In Blue who asked it. "It's a special alloy developed by the Colormen; when you have a room and the walls are coated in this stuff, or in this case, jail cells with bars made of this stuff, it prevents Teleportation in and out of the room in question" Man In Blue explained. Seeing as there were only prison cells on the floor, they planned on eventually refurbishing them, posting some guards up, and moving VEC in once they had fixed it up, the duo moved onto the next floor. ******************* Meanwhile, the Numbered Diesels were mourning the loss of their owner. "Why?! Why did he have to go so soon?!" "He was so young!" "Who will take care of us now?!" A few days later some government officials came and began taking inventory of everything "What are you doing?" Diesel 10 asked the officials. "Well, D-11 did not have a Will written prior to his death, and he has no known wife or children. We are taking inventory of his assets so that in the event no family is found, they can be auctioned off or dealt with accordingly" the official explained. "What about us?" Diesel 12 asked. "You will be auctioned off if no one comes to claim you" he said. Though D-11's companies could manage themselves since there were already plans in place, the fate of the numbered Diesels was unknown. The diesels gulped... This meant they could be separated. The Colorfolk had been... Working on renovating the floors that had been gone through so far. A lot of cleaning had to go on before they could do most reconstruction work. Back with the numbered diesels, they waited anxiously for news. an Came and informed them "we are sorry to inform you of this, but since no one has come forward to claim you, you will have to be auctioned off" he said. The Diesels were shocked back at the Great Hall.. trouble was brewing... The Numbered Diesels were in shock. "Oh, dear," they thought, "What'll happen now?" And so they were auctioned off.........but all were bought by one owner. "We won't be separated after all!" They were bought by the Numbered Diesels Committee... a group made by Toz76, frankthetriviaman, TGC, and Tug! They had formed the group and bought the Diesels in memory of their friend, Biblically Accurate Angel. TGC walked over to the diesels. "Many more engines will be coming here, as I repair old engines as is, and the abandoned forum I work on has... well all you need to know is that we can't use it anymore, so many engines will come here." Meanwhile, the Presuisoltians were working on the maglev line. Work was progressing smoothly Just then, Cocopuff and the Zula Patrol walked up. "This is your wakeup call, Toz!" Back at the Great Hall, man in Blue was making sure the floors were numbered, since if there were any signs on these lower floors. They had probably rotted away "These prison cells... I lost track, is this floor 13 or 14?" Man in Blue asked The Woman in Blue replied, "14 I believe, so come on, let's move on to the next one shall we?", and the duo left for the 15th floor. Meanwhile, up above in the Archives, Man in Gold had found something buried under some of his research. "It's that map from that Future Man in Blue who came to the past awhile back", he said, " maybe we should follow up on it" Just then the Man in Steel walked in. After the Battle, he had decided to move in to the Great Hall and went his separate ways from Tug for the time being. "Hello Man in Gold, what's up?", the Man in Steel asked "Nothing really, I just have this map I don't have time to follow up on", the Man in Gold replied "How about I go check it out then?", the Man in Steel asked. "Alright then", the Man in Gold responded, " but take some of the others with you" The Man in Steel agreed to the terms, but he knew he would have a hard time gathering a party. You see, like he predicted, some of the Colorfolk still didn't trust him, so making a group was harder then he thought it would be. He also found out most of the Colorfolk were helping with the refurbishment underground, so the only people left were a few stragglers. He then stumbled upon the Man in Silver. "Hey Man in Silver", the Man in Steel said, and then asked, "would you like to join me in following this map?" The man in Silver responded, " sure, I'm only helping out moving some materials up and down the stairs so I guess I'll come along" Then a voice said, " I'm coming too, my stilts keep getting me stuck downstairs, so I need a little breath of fresh air" The Man in Steel said, " you're the Man in Green right, I guess will pack dome supplies and be on our way". So the trio packed what they needed and left to follow the mysterious map. Man in Green and Man in Silver finished packing, and met Man in Steel outside. "Say, why do you use stilts anyway?" Steel asked "Because it stinks being 4'11" yet being fully grown" Green lamented "I figured the added height would make me feel more confident" he explained mewnwhile at Knapford Station, Thomas was getting ready to leave with his train. "I wonder what these strange parts are? These maglev lines sure are weird." Meanwhile, the Numbered Diesels were being talked to by Frank "We were extremely lucky to have won all of you in auction. Unfortunately, we didn't get any of D-11's personal money or your custom shed, and there isn't enough money to go to auction and buy your shed. But since it is in three weeks, we have an opportunity to make some money. I am sorry, but I had no choice but to contract most of you out. Diesel 4, you'll be working with Diesel 6 at Sodor Fire and Rescue. 1 and 2, you'll be working some local freight trains. Diesel 13..." Just then, his engine began to smoke. "Uh, you'll be In the shed with the mountain diesel (I forget if that was 8 or 9). 10, 11, 12 and 5000 XL, you'll be working the scrapyards, and taking some scrap trains. Any questions?" Frank asked None came up. Meanwhile, the Men In Green, Steel, and Silver took a bus deep into the mountains, and found themselves at Corloey. "Where to now?" "Skarloey?" "Nah, I'd rather be at the Dimbletons." "The what?" "Cut it out you two", said the Man in Steel, "the map says we have to take about a two days walk through the valley, then we'll be at wherever this map ends" So the trio left the bus terminal and walked towards the mountain valley below, ready to tackle the unknown terrain. Meanwhile the Man and Woman in Blue had reached the 15th floor and saw... More barracks. "Interesting; perhaps these were built lower down in case of certain emergencies." Daniel observed "It's more room at least; should we consider an elevator?" Woman in Blue asked "Only if Amaranth Pink says it's safe." Daniel added On the 16th floor, they found some sort of primitive lab. Man in Blue looked over the surviving notes and samples "Elixir of life? Philosopher's stone? Lead to gold? No doubt about it; this is an alchemy lab" Daniel observed. "It was a lost cause from the start" he said to himself. "Not really. Look at this!" Man In Blue walked over. "A particle accelerator? How...?" "This can't be right! This lab has been abandoned at least 400 years, how could there be a particle accelerator?" "I don't think it's a particle accelerator per se, but by the set up, it looks like that is what they were going for from a theoretical perspective" Woman in Blue elaborated. "Well, that's probably the only way to turn lead into gold.. just break off a few protons and neutrons here and there and voila! But how could they have known about atoms back then?" "Time travel. Wasn't one of the colormen able to do that?" "Well, dimension hopping and stuff, but while he was evil I guess... oh crap." "What else has he changed?" Just then, Man in Bright Turquoise appeared. "Are you implying I time traveled? Look, I may have total understand of quantum physics and the space time continuum, and be able to go any where and when within reason, but I have sworn to time travel only in emergencies that call for it" he explained. Meanwhile, further below the underground on the 30th floor, a strange arch started to turn on, an ancient computer booted up and said to itself, "HEAT SIGNATURES DETECTED, TIME RELOCATION PROTOCOL INITIATED"... Anyway, back to the duo in the ancient lab... "We're not saying you did it recently, but when you were evil I doubt you'd taken such an oath." "Okay, maybe I got myself a pet Maiasaur or two, but I didn't go around teaching people how to... did you hear that?" Suddenly, the original Man In Blue appeared. "Get upstairs," he said. "NOW!" The Colormen all got upstairs just in time. "What was that all about?" Man in blue said "The time relocation protocol was activated!" The original man in blue said "What does that mean?" Man in blue asked "Not sure, it's after my time." Just then, all of the clocks within the great hall began to move and shift around. When they were done "Time relocation complete: clocks rearranged" the computer said before saying "readings indicate colorfolk; no intruders present" before turning off.. "Time relocation....oh, I get it!" Man in blue aid as a fair amount of Colormen got a good laugh. Meanwhile, back at Corloey (seperate from Skarloey, see the Sodor map), the trio searched for the entrance to a cave. "These molehills are getting annoying!" Said Man In Silver. "Should we try to avoid stepping on them? 'Cause, ah... it's too late." Said Man In Green, who was having trouble maneuvering his stilts in the small space. Suddenly, a bunch of moles charged out of the holes and attacked Man In Green. "Thomas and the Moles, folks," explained Man In Silver to the audience. "You destroyed our football Field. You built an airport over our main base. You took Great Waterton from us, and drove us out of Morgan's Mine. Now, we shall take back Sodor. For the Moles!!" So the Man in Steel struck his hammer on the ground, freezing the moles. "Sorry, but your plans have been put on ice!" "Calm down moles, you really need to chill!" "Did you moles just have ice cream, because it looks like you've got the brain freeze!" After those amazing ice puns, the trio decided to camp for the night in the cave. The Man in Steel said, "Well it's getting dark, I better put up the tent, Silver could get the firewood from the bag and Green could you gather the food". So the three of them finished setting up their encampment and sat around the fire. To pass the time, they decided to get to know one another better. While they did that, the Numbered Diesels... Came back to their shed after a long day. They had much to talk about. "So lately we've been going through one heck of a time." "'Arry and Bert were acting strange, they were saying something in another language." Diesel 10 said. "Diesel 6 was too." Diesel 4 said. "Same with that diesel shunter, what's his name?" Diesel 1 said. "He is a transfer from the mainland, I believe his number is 370." Meanwhile, Jenkins... Was irrelevant. Man In Silver was meditating in the middle of the night when he heard a twig snapping. He quickly roused himself and grabbed a torch. "Who's there?" "Sorry; I was trying to find a place to go to the bathroom" green said, who surprisingly was not on his stilts "Where are your stilts?" "Um... Steel took them." "What? Where is he going now?" Steel came back with the stilts. "Thanks; I needed to swat a fly that was driving me crazy" he said. So green then asked "So Silver; i take it you are the spiritual type?" "Yes, I usually–" "Shhh!" "Why?" "I heard something." it was the king of the moles! he jumped at steel's arm, which made one of the stilts fly into Silver's face. Just then, one of them grabbed the other stilt and held it like a golf club "Four!" And the king mole was walked away and sent flying "I hope that's a mole in one" he said as he laughed to himself. but Silver blacked out by being hit with the stilts, because they were metal stilts (Woman In Green broke Man In Green's wooden stilts, but gave him metal stilts, as told at the beginning of the war of the shards in the colorman dirigible, while the colormen were wondering why they were enemies with the colorwomen, as that was one of the points Man In Green made) meanwhile, the tugs were dealing with Bluenose (that point started 10 pages ago and was never picked up on.) "Listen up now, you guys!" he said. "bluenose? You're here to?!" Ten Cents said in shock "That's right laddie! Got a transfer order and now I'm here to make sure no one disrupts construction of the new naval base near Tidmouth harbor!" He said "Oh great, now we gotta put up with him" Top Hat moaned "But I thought he was shot during firing practice?" (That was in Thomas and the tugs; not this story) "Plans change fast, laddie!" Bluenose shot back All that week, military supplies arrived at the still-being-expanded Tidmouth Harbour. Flatcar-mounted guns, tanks, and aircraft arrived regularly. One day, a armored military engine arrived. His name was Lafeyette. Then came a site that shocked everyone – a huge gun on railroad tracks, many railroad tracks in fact! She spoke with a German accent. Currently, it was in the yard of the soon to be constructed military base "Say, is that one of those German rail guns from WWII?" Someone asked Indeed it was! "I'm Eva," she said. " I'm here to defend this marvelous island!" "That's good! If anyone can defend the Island, it's you!" "Hey, where did this come from anyway? Could've sworn Germany only built two of these and one was broken up before the war ended!" A worker pointed out. "Actually, Germany built three. I see that you are familiar with Schwerer Gustav and Dora, the first two. Eva here was built late in the war; but was captured by the allies before she could be put to use" one of the officers on duty explained. While the Tugs were meeting the railgun, the Man and Woman in Blue went back to the level they were previously on. They had left off in the alchemy lab, so they proceeded down to the next floor...
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Post by Toz76 on Jun 23, 2022 2:04:47 GMT -5
Chapter 13: Moles, Jams, And Bad Language On the next floor they saw many, many cots, and primitive medical tools. "This must be the infirmary; Matthew Erdagovern was very advanced for his time; he actually discouraged the use of alcohol and mercury as medicine." He even saw what appeared to be re-purposed tools. "They didn't have much to work with... not even anesthetic, but for the time, this is a pretty advanced set up" Man In Blue observed. ************** Meanwhile, the Numbered Diesels were starting to become fed up. "Look here writer; we're tired of always being set up for scenes, but no one actually writing anything about us. If you are going to transition to us, can you at least set us up in a situation? Otherwise what are we supposed to do?" The writer thought it over and... Diesel 10 was busy in the scrapyards when suddenly, pinchy began spinning around really, really, REALLY fast. "What? What's going on?" Diesel 10 said in shock. Suddenly he found himself rising, and floating in mid air. He was going higher and higher! "Wait! Writer, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to get angry at you!" But it was too late... Diesel 10 was very high up by now; to him people and engines looked as small as ants and he was still going higher. "No! I don't want to be an astronaut!" He said as soon he had a view of the entire Island of Sodor. From a yard, Stanley looked on, confused. "Huh... I thought I was the one that was supposed to go to space?" He asked to himself. But then the writer got bored torturing Diesel 10 and dropped him on a pile of rusted scrap "I am never breaking the 4th wall again", he said as his engine fumed black smoke after the crash landing. Meanwhile at the campsite of the Men in Steel, Silver, and Green, there was a strange figure standing nearby. "That's log and some branches" silver told green "Oh" he replied. The three Colormen began discussing their mission. "So we just have to keep following this map right", asked Green "Yeah, we should probably reach it before sundown today", replied Steel So the trio packed up their camp and began following the map again. Silver was looking at the directions: Go left at the first right Make three rights at the old tree Go through the tunnel by going over it Go over the woods and through the river Go left at the right fork in the road "What?" Silver said, confused. "I don't know, just keep following what it says", Steel said as the three trundled on When the sun began to set, the trio came entered a valley, and at the end of this valley, hidden from view by trees, was a giant vault door. On the door it said: "Beyond this door, lies knowledge. Be careful with how you use it." Before the trio could open the door, a huge stone golem emerged from the rock face. "Well gentlemen, it seems we have to prove our entry", Silver said "Yeah so, attack", Steel said as the three charged towards the guardian. Steel tried to freeze it, but failed. He grabbed a rusty axe head on the ground and threw it at the golem, it broke part of it open, exposing flesh that could be frozen. Green distracted the Golem with his stilts, by hitting him while on top of them, while Steel and Silver delivered a duel strike to the exposed flesh knocking the golem to the ground and into pieces "Well that was unexpected", Green said "When we're done here, we should probably bring some pieces of the Golem back to study", Silver replied "Anyway guys, let's go explore this vault", Steel said as they opened the door and entered inside "There's some wall torches, let's light them" Silver said. So they lit them and saw tons of rusted chains clawed and chewed around this vault. They saw an inscription carved into the back of the wall and it said: "Those who have entered have discovered the remains of one of the most dangerous monsters created by man, in fact, was originally man. This was the original Man in Iron and we have no idea what happened to him. He became so corrupted by evil it changed him physically and mentally. He became less man and more monster until finally he was turned into a dragon by his own corruption. He dubbed himself Metalicana and we tried to lock him away in this vault but to no avail. He escaped and left s message saying he would return after the fall of the Horned One. We have no idea where he went or what he means but this is s reminder of future Colorfolk to prep for his return, because not even our strongest forces could stop it. May God rest upon your souls. Signed, Vincent Hikos" "If that was a warning meant to inform us of this ancient foe, why was there a guard?", asked Green "He's probably left over from when this vault was a prison", said Silver "Why have we never heard of this?", asked Steel "Who knows", replied Silver, " maybe Daniel could help" " I don't think only Daniel can help on this one, you two take the Golem back to base, I'll stick around and see if I can find anything else useful", Steel said. So Green and Silver returned to the Great Hall with the pieces of the Golem in hand while Steel stayed behind for more clues ************** It had been decided that a break needed to be taken from exploring the lower floors for now; so Daniel and Melody (Woman in Blue) went back to their respective rooms. Man in Blue was enjoying a pizza while thinking about these recent findings "But how were these a secret for so long?" He wondered. Man In Black was talking to Man in Gold in the archives. "Yes, it references "the horned one" so we do have something else now that references this beast" Black pointed out "That may be true, but it proves nothing in terms of confirming its actual existence or if Arthur's encounter was true" Gold replied Man in Black couldn't help but agree. As Steel waited inside the vault, he heard a scratching sound. He suddenly felt the ground churning underneath him. With a gasp, he fell down... down... down... At the Archives, Man In White was talking to Man In Black. "I found Percy Criddleton, the son and heir of Man In Gold. But." "But?" "You see, after bouncing in and out of foster homes, he eventually wound up adopted by one Everard Elgabalus Phyphyxylstyx." Man In Black thought for a moment. Suddenly, it clicked. "You don't mean..." "That's right. Man In Gold's son... is Percy Silver." .......................................... Man In Steel awoke to find himself tied to the ground in a cavern, surrounded by moles! "Wait, so you weren't just a one-note gag?" One mole with particularly misshapen lips came up and began to act as an interpreter. "Nope, and your puns were stone cold, pun intended. Be as it may, you disturbed the tomb of the Seeing One. And now that we have you here, you have a new job: restore the Seeing One to life." Man In Steel looked up to see, as a fish made of stone frozen in honey with his pants converted into rockets (so many callbacks!), Metalicana. "Well, looks like until you'll be TIED DOWN by work until he's free! I'd help you, but MY HANDS ARE TIED! Do you want something to eat? How about THAI FOOD? Moles will outpun you pathetic, polluting humans! Now get to work!" Man In Steel said the only thing he could: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I knew I shouldn't have called an exterminator that one time! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Steel then woke up, releasing he had pasted out from tripping over a chain, he decided to ignore his weird dream and continued searching. Meanwhile.... The moles looked from the sidelines, seething. "We missed our chance!" "Dont worry; we will get him... We will get him." Meanwhile, Thomas the tank engine was delivering garden gnomes, bubble soap, balloons and flour... In properly secured freight cars. Unfortunately, that's what they told him....they went around a bend, and suddenly it came loose, spilling....Big Macs, hot dogs, and certain other foods! Big Mac Brand Garden Gnomes, that is "Oh no! Wait, this isn't my fault; who failed to secure that boxcar door properly?!" Thomas asked angrily. Back at the station, a porter was selling tickets when... "Oh, no! I forgot to lock the doors on that boxcar! Suddenly, he had an idea. He had Rosie get a few coaches and couple up. "Attention everyone! Interested in seeing one of Sodor's hilarious accidents in person? Well hop on board, because Thomas is having one! Tickets only £10!" Flocks of people came to see the incident and the porter made a hefty fortune. Thomas was humiliated and swore he would get back at fate for this. Meanwhile, the Porter was given the pink slip for causing the accident. Back at the Great Hall, Man In Bole had just finished another one of his overly complicated inventions "Magnificent! My banana-sharpener-nose-warmer-pudding-maker 9000 will take the world by storm! Now, which wire went here?" He asked himself. Before he could figure it out, the Man in Baby Blue tripped and fell on the machine, causing it to turn on. Because it was missing a wire the machine blew up in the Man in Bole's face. "Oops... sorry", was all Man in Baby Blue could get out "It's fine, I'll just build another", the Man in Bole said with a sigh... Anyways the Man in Blue was still trying to figure out the mystery of the Horned One with the Men in Green, Black, Silver, and Gold along with the Woman in Blue. "We know that there is something to this story of the Great Horned Beast... The real question is if Arthur Blackson's encounter with it really happened" Man in Black pointed out. there was no denying the Beast's existence in history... What they needed to find was evidence of Arthur's slaying of the beast. Meanwhile Steel had been searching the vault and found a very particular item buried in the rubble. The item was a log from various views of Colormen during the vault's construction and operational period. One unique entry was left by the Original Man in Black, Arthur Blackson. It stated, "Today was a very strange day, I encountered a strange monster who called itself the Horned One and I've dreaded hearing that name since remembering the words said the during imprisonment of Metalicana. Anyways, It was a long and destructive battle in my hometown. So let me tell you how it all began..." "As with any other day, I was at work in my Blacksmith shop. I still needed money to support my family so Matthew was kind enough to relax my duties for the time being. But I still kept my javelin on hand... amazing how no matter how many times I throw it, it never breaks or dulls. But this afternoon, something most strange happened. I heard screaming coming from the other side of the village! I grabbed my javelin and headed to the source. My goodness, what a sight! As tall as the church's steeple and as strong as the oxen heard, it had already destroyed a dozen homes. It looked at me, it's eyes on fire and ready to strike! I knew I had to make the first move; so I enchanted the Javelin and threw right at the Great Horned Beast's belly. Pain coursed through it as lightning emanated from the javelin, and then the sky above, each bolt searing the beast's flesh. And it fell to the ground in pain. I retrieved my javelin and looked into the beast's eyes; what once were eyes of flame became eyes of darkness." "Hmmm... doesn't sound like a long battle." Steel observed. "And yet, there is more I must tell" the entry continued. "huh?" Steel said as he continued reading. "After the destruction of the beast the people started speaking some unknown language, the people turned to me and attacked me, I defended myself, but many lives were list before they became normal again." The entry ended. But another entry began nearby "Incredible! It seems the foul blood of this horrid creature stirred the primeval instincts of the common folk, driving them insane and aggressive. Were it not for Blackson's intervention, it surely would have infected more." Steel continued to look at the other entries. ***************************** Meanwhile, Diesel 12 was at the scrap yards when Arry and Bert went up behind him and started talking in a strange language, before rushing forward and pushing Diesel 12 towards a smelting pit. At the last second the points were changed and Diesel 12 went past the smelting pit. "Talk about kid show logic!" Diesel 12 said, however Arry and Bert were hanging off the edge. After Arry and Bert were lifted away they checked them over, but then they looked at their Pramoloxy and instead of the usual grey it was yellow, they changed Bert's Pramoloxy when he said something. "What happened?" TGC, who was nearby went off to the colorfolk to see if they knew what was going on. "So what is this stuff you call pramoloxy?" Man in Yellow asked, confused. "Pramoloxy is the art of putting SPAM on a sandwich." "On that note, I'm hungry. Can we break for lunch?" As that was happening, Man In Blue was in the Room of Many Prisms. Man In Arylide Yellow was there as well. "So, they say some people called the Presuisoltians made these?" "Supposedly," said Man In Blue. "But I don't know who those people are!" Suddenly, Man In Arylide Yellow had an idea. "Do you suppose these Prisms could make me older? Because it's hard being saddled with this burden at 14." "Well, maybe, but childhood is precious, and..." But Man In Arylide Yellow ran off. He knew where to find the Presuisoltians. Man in Blue sighed. "Even if he is made made older biologically, I fear psychologically, he may not change" Man In Blue sighed. Meanwhile, Man in Bole was hard at work. "At last! The banana-sharpener-nose-warmer-pudding-maker 9000 is rebuilt. He said with pride. "This will be the one, I know it!" Meanwhile, TGC was cleaning up the mess at the scrapyard. The Man in Steel was reading more of the logbook, not just on the horned one but Metalicana as well, when he heard a groaning noise. Just then parts of the floor started to fall from beneath his feet. Then he heard a familiar voice again say, " Aha.. Watch us cause you to fall into the lair of our lord and master, the Mole King, who is a cousin to Honeybadger by the way!" "Not you guys again, this gag is starting to get annoying", Steel said bothered. The Moles had forgotten about his ice powers so he froze himself a new floor. "So cold... I can't feel my tiny little mole feet!", they all yelled scared.. "I'm going to but this gag back in the Bag", Steel said as he pulled out a giant sack "Not the corny puns again... Run!!", was all the moles could say as he captured every single one in the sack "Now then, better return to base with all this information and prisoners. I wonder if Daniel could turn this annoying little demons into Honey like VEC", he said "No, not honey, our only weakness... Other gags, like this sack... Agh!", was all the Moles could say before Steel closed the sack tight. So Steel retuned to the Great Hall, and had fun explaining his screaming sack on his bus ride back. Meanwhile at the Great Hall... Man In Blue was told that Steel was about to return, so he went outside to wait for him. The Man In Steel arrived shortly after and handed him the bag of moles, " I think you should turn these guys into honey, they really don't like us", so the Man in Blue said the spell and the entire sack was frozen in solid honey.. "I'll send one of the other Colorfolk to drop these devils off into the Crypt, but what did you find out?", the Man in Blue asked "Well first I found this logbook telling points of various colormen over years of guarding the vault, keeping Metalicana inside, when he broke free during the transition of the first Colormen generation into the second, the vault was forgotten and left with a warning for future Generations. I'll go into detail later on Metalicana, but the important part is on the horned one", so Steel told Blue what he had read in the entry. The Man in Blue replied, "Wow, we finally have evidence on its existence. I'll have the Man in Gold look over the book for subtle details you might of missed. Anything else?" "Yeah one thing, the Moles mentioned they have a king related to Honeybadger, if I remember correctly he was a part of VEC, so we should probably look into that", Steel said "Alright but come to the Archives so we can discuss your findings further ", Blue responded as the two left to meet with the other Colorfolk. Meanwhile, deep below in the caverns underground, a giant manlike mole with a crown was sitting at a throne. He said, " how dare my subjects keep me waiting, I should follow their smell and punish them myself", so the strange creature followed the faint smell that was heading towards the Crypt of the Anchor. That my friends is the dreaded Mole King, a vile creature that wishes to rule the surface, and he might be VEC's "get out of jail free card", if you get the reference. Meanwhile in the Archives.. Man in Blue was talking to the writer. "So yes, the VEC get released thanks to the Mole King burrowing them out." The writer said "But, isn't that a bit of a Deux Ex Machina? I mean the idea is fine, but it's kind of an easy way out for them". Man In Blue said "Hmmm... That's a good point; what if he has trouble getting through the stainless steel; he'll eventually find the tomb, but it will take a while and the steel will be a challenge for him" the writer replied. "That should work" Blue replied. "Daniel; who the heck are you talking to?" Gold called out. "Oh, sorry." He replied "we'll talk later" blue whispered as he went to meet with the other Colorfolk present "Listen up all; we have found evidence of the Great horned beast's story to be true" he declared Man in Black gasped in shock as he took a look at the account. ******************** Meanwhile, in the Crypt, Honeybadger was stroking Loki, a "robot" he had built and enchanted in his spare time. "Alright, Silvestron, you've done well fighting the VEC, but I don't believe you are mentally ready to kill. Let's change that. Today, to demonstrate your resolve, I want you to kill one of the VEC's weaker members. How about... yes. Priori." Suddenly, the Bronze Mage ran out. "NO!" "Yes, Dankmemez, yes indeed. I know of your love for this sorceress, it's probably what turned you soft in the first place. Of course, she's completely dispensible. In all honesty, control over dead bodies isn't a terribly useful ability, I don't know what-" "Priori is the most vicious, brutal, and bloodthirsty woman I know! AND MY NAME IS NOT DANKMEMEZ!" The Bronze Mage grabbed the Staff of Phyphyxylstyx from a corner and instantly felt his magic return. He shot the honey holding Priori in place, and it expoded. The Russian sorceress was in shock, but quickly realized the danger of the situation. She ran to the Bronze Mage. "Silvestron, kill them!" "Do not kill the one who saved you from a life as the Man In Gold, Percy! Honeybadger, you fat little twerp, let us out of this crypt!" "The Crypt is locked from the outside. Unless a Colorman comes along, you ain't goin' anywhere." _______ At that very moment, Man In Sepia was unlocking the crypt to drop off the moles... As he took out a key, he realized something "Wait; didn't we weld the door shut?" He asked himself, confused "maybe I should wait for Bright Turquoise to use one of those dimensional shortcut things to help... No wait, radmiuum" he sighed. "so how am I supposed to do this?" Then the Man in Sepia remembered the cells below the Great Hall so he took them there instead for the time being. Meanwhile Hohenheim and Hivemind were still in the forest doing absolutely nothing important to the plot. "Hey I'll have you know we're coming up with plans to break out VEC", the Blood Alchemist said "Who are you talking to?", asked Hivemind "Oh... Um.. No one", Hohenheim replied Just then out of the darkness a figure approached the two of them, " Hello gentlemen, nice to be meeting you" The two cautiously stood ready to attack, but Hohenheim asked, "Who are you?" "Well gentlemen my name is Raios, but I'm also known as the Shadow Soceror", the man replied "No that means you work for...", was all Hohenheim could say before Raios cut him off and said, "yes him, now your current leader of VEC will fall by the Colorfolk as predicted and before my boss can use you he would like you to convince the fragments of VEC to come work for him when the Horned One kicks it. So basically world under the Horned King or whatever for now, and when he's defeated come meet me at this location with whoever you have with you". "Alright deal", replied the Blood Alchemist Raios responded, "Alright then gentlemen I'll be off, and when you see him send Bronze my regards, chao", and then he sank into his shadow and the shadow disappeared into the dark forest. "Who dis we just agree to work for?", Hivemind asked Hohenheim replied, "An old "friend" of mine, the former Man in Iron, Metalicana" Man In Arylide Yellow was in the Room of Many Prisms. He grabbed a bag at random and carried it upstairs, then walked a couple miles into the forest. A mysterious man in a mask grabbed the bag. "One bag of 200 prisms, as per requested, Hivemind." "Thank you kindly, Man In Arylide Yellow. I'll call you over to age you next weekend." "You're sure you are using these Prisms for good, right? You aren't tricking me?" "Of course. I have to stop Metalicana somehow, right?" "Okay, just checking. Thanks!" Hivemind walked away. He was pleased. He had even managed to be honest while speaking with the young colorman... mostly. Grabbing a Prism at random, he touched it with his palm. Having learned from the Presuisoltians how to use the Prisms, he was quick to use it to regain his power, 1000 times that of what it was. Given time, he could probably possess much of the world with no trouble- but he would leave that to the Horned One. With a "Thank you, Arnoldreiltry", he quickly set up a second Prism as a communications link with the Great Horned Beast. It was so secure that even the narrator could only hear one side of the conversation! "Hail, O Horned One, who brought the knowledge of Evil to mankind, our most noble savor and highest diety, I beg of you to accept my humble offering: 198 Prisms for magic enhancement and the promise of more." ? "I am sure of it, I have seen your great might myself, and it was truly humbling. However, imagine what more than infinite power could mean! You could completely remake the universe and the Promised Realms would come to fruition." ? "I have more news, My Lord. Hohenhiem has betrayed us. He now works with a false god known as 'Metalicana'. I fear if he gets to the others before me, we will lose all we have fought for." ? "An excellent suggestion, My Lord. It shall be done." He severed the connection, smiled, and began to probe the air to find Hohenhiem's mind and take it over. While Hivemind had been talking to the Horned One, Hohenheim was mad and confused. "Damn, why do I always get myself in situations like this, the Horned One is powerful, and helped me unlock the true knowledge of the philosopher's stone years ago, but no one besides me and the Colormen of the past really know the true power of Metalicana. For now I'll follow my lord and try and rescue my comrades from their prison", he said to himself. Hivemind didn't know what to do after hearing that, so for now he would hold off taking over the Blood Alchemist and would wait to see his true colors. But in a tree not to far away from the duo, Raios was also speaking to his master through a similar prism. "Yes master, it seems the Horned One has a greater hold on his forces then we thought" ? "You want to return sooner... Master doing so could cause a fracture in the foretold futu,.." ? "Yes I'll do as you ask and have my shadows follow and listen in on them for now. Then when it's the weakest time, I'll make it so you can return" ? "Yes master, everything else is ready, I'm even tracking the Colorman foretold to take you down, I'll also work on dealing with VEC and the other Colorfolk" ? "Ok then, let me take care of it", and with that Metalicana ceased communications and Raios absorbed himself back into his shadow. Back in the Archives... Man In Pink was reading about extinct colorman lineages. "Odd... only Pink and Iron have gone extinct throughout history, even though there are some 300-400- a crapload of colorfolk. "Well, if Amber Apricot doesn't do something in the next three months, his lineage is over as well." Pointed out Man In Reddish-Green. "But what can we do?" Asked Man In Hooloovoo? The three colormen thought. Meanwhile, a Man In Black (NOT Man In Black) was standing outside a door. He was cloaked, and in his hand was a bomb. But the writer got confused and dropped that. He decided to go to the engines for a while; this still Sodor after all. Thomas was taking a load of stone to the docks, where he saw Warrior with Lord Stinker. "You know, I bet you two would get along splendidly with Whiff and Scruff at the garbage dump. To bad the facility is landlocked; I bet they would like to meet you" Thomas said. "Landlocked?" said a voice. "Don't you remember? After that earthquake we had some time ago, boats can now go to the garbage dump, and that's where Warrior and Lord Stinker will be working now," Sir Topham Hatt finished. "Earthquake sir?" "Ah, good, you're paying attention Thomas. What I meant is that we've dug a small canal that goes to a new dock near the garbage dump; it will make Lord Stinker and Warrior's garbage duties easier." Hatt informed "I'd better get back to work then" Warrior replied as he steamed off; there were two more jobs that had to be done after this one. objection.mrdictionary.net/go.php?n=8090708 Thomas awoke from his daydream. "Thomas? What are you doing? Get ready for your next train!" Sir Topham Hatt said "Sir, you're alive!" "Of course I'm alive; what were you dreaming anyway?" "well, there was an earthquake and... oh, nevermind sir" and Thomas left to get his next train ready. So apparently, the Fat Controller died in the earthquake; but since he was getting on in age anyway, his adult son, also named Sir Topham Hatt and every bit the man his father was, took over the railway and repairs went under way. Soon, most of the economic and railway infrastructure was repaired. Though dozens were hurt, it was most unfortunate that Hatt was the only victim of the earthquake. Unfortunately, the new Fat Controller ended up badly hurting himself, and though he was fine, he'd have to give up the railway. "Who'll run us now?" asked Edward one night. "I will," said a voice. "Mr. Peter Sam, the son of the Thin Controller!" "Yes, the Railway Board asked if I could, and so I agreed." The engines, though they thought that this would break tradition, decided that he was as good a man as anyone, and welcomed him. However, there was a problem: Mr. Sam was much too thin to be called the Fat Controller! "I've an idea," said Henry. "Why not be the Tall Controller?" And so that was that. Thomas was on his branch line, delivering much needed supplies to the branch line. Meanwhile the Mole King had finally dug into where the entrance of the Crypt lied He said to himself, "Finally, it seemed I had to cause an earthquake just to get into this hallway... Now for the welded door" So he sat they trying to come up with ways to open the door... In the crypt, the standoff continued. Elsewhere, Hessenhessen was sneaking up on Edward. "Must slay the demon engines!" "There are no such things as demon engines!" Edward's driver said angrily and weeshed steam at Hessenhessen. Edward then departed. He was running late and needed to take a train out of Wellsworth. Meanwhile the Man and Woman in Blue had decided to return exploring the lower levels of the Great Hall. When they arrived at the next level they saw barrels. Lots and lots of barrels. Some on the ground, other in shelves. Man in Blue went to one and opened it. the smell was oddly pleasant. He took a closer look. "Beer. Based on the color, I'd say its a lager." He opened another barrel... this one an ale. "Must be a beer cellar" Man In Blue concluded. "Historically water wasn't safe to drink for hundreds of years. Especially in this part of the world; you never drank water, you drank beer. Took them centuries to figure out the boiling and filtering is what made the water safe." Man In Blue took a small sip. "Held up rather well, surprisingly" he noted. "Any chance we'll find some wine down here?" Woman in Blue asked. "Or perhaps even Scotch?" "Unlikely; this region wasn't good for growing grapes, and Scotch is only made in Scotland" Man In Blue said as they continued to explore the wine... uh... beer cellar. The duo only found a distillery beyond the barrels so they preceded onto the next floor. Meanwhile the Mole King decided to hold his claws in a drill-like fashion and drill the welded door in. He hit it with such force it bent inwards, possibly was weakened due to the evil that had resonated on the walls, and hit Honeybadger with the busted door. "Cousin!", the Mole King yelled But Honeybadger was furious at being hit with a door and said "Darn you!" Okay, that's not what he said, but hey, I've got to censor it, right? RIGHT?! Anyway... The Bronze Mage and Priori saw their chance and quickly ran out the hole. Percy Silver was torn. Should he stay with Honeybadger and unlock his full power, or go with the Bronze Mage. So he took a third option. He zapped the honey and it exploded. The VEC, enraged at how callously Honeybadger had treated them, turned on him with their newly regained powers. Percy Silver sprinted off. Clutching the Sordon, he quickly decided: if he was ever to become Silvestron, he needed to learn from the Horned One himself. Meanwhile, alarms in the Great Hall starting blaring noises all over "What's that noise?", asked the Man in Gold "It means the Crypt has been broken into... VEC is escaping!", shouted the Man in Black "Come on men, we have to stop them before they got to far away from the Hall!", said the Man in Blue, so all Colorfolk ran out looking for the escaped prisoners. Meanwhile, in the dark depths of the Netherworld, Diesel 11's spirit was waiting. He saw a strange gate and walked into it, the gat said, " Congratulations, you are our lucky once in a millennia winner where you get a shot to return to life by proving you still have more to live for and will be a better person when you return. Do you accept?" D-11 replied... "If it'll get me out of here, I'll go for it!" "Great! Now, here's what you have to do..." "You must bring me the Gift of Carrot, and speak the Tale of Tail to me" the gate said. "SERIOUSLY?! THAT OLD JOKE?!" D-11 fumed, remembering just how many times that gag came up. "You want to live, right?" "Yes" "Then bring me the gift of carrot and speak the tale of tail to me!" The voice boomed. "What does that even mean?!" D-11 asked. "BRING THE GIFT OF CARROT AND SPEAK THE TALE OF TAIL!" Diesel 11 sighed, and began searching for a carrot. The first part at least seemed easy enough. Until he remembered that carrots were banned in the Netherworld! Meanwhile, Diesel 11 was in a jam. The jam was strawberry, not grape "Oh no! help me! I am in a literally jam!" There is a zoom out to show D-11 in a comically large jam jar, then a comically large hand comes in with a comically large lid and closes the jar, trapping D-11. "Well, here I am... stuck in a jam in this jam jar. Hey, my horoscope was right!" Meanwhile, the other Diesel 11 was with his brothers. It was the end of a long day and someone was bringing them news "As you know, tomorrow is the deadline to buy back your shed. Your contracts did raise a lot of money, and you should be quite proud." Diesel 10 then asked "Was enough raised to save our home?" The representative shuffled through a few papers... "Yes, there was!" Meanwhile, the VEC had regrouped and were planning their next move. "We have to assume the worst about Hohenheim and Hivemind. As for you," The Bronze Mage glared at Honeybadger, "Your pigheadedness has cost us Silvestron. You are no longer one of us." "But- I-" "Run along now, before I get angry and KILL YOU!" Honeybadger ran along then. "Now, Chessmaster, strategy please?" Chessmaster proceeded to go over the long terms plans for how to accomplish their goals "Yes, yes, that is all very nice, but how will we accomplish those goals in the immediate future?" "uh...uh..." he said Bronze mage palmed his forehead "oh yes, I forgot, you're a strategist, not a tactician" he grumbled. "I win wars, not battles!" Chessmaster snapped back. Meanwhile, Diesel 11 was having a hard time. How was he to bring a carrot when carrots were banned in the Netherworld. Then he realized – a chocolate carrot could work! ************ Meanwhile the Mole King had broken into the lower levels of the Great Hall and rescued his subjects. "Our King has come to save us!", the Moles shouted "Yes.. But now you will face my wraith for not following orders!", the Mole King shouted as he chased the Moles through the path he had made One Mole yelled as he was being chased, " why do we follow this guy again" Another responded, " because he can easily beat us up so... Run!" The Moles fled from their punishment for their tiny little lives, but after they had left the Man in Red walked in onto the floor and saw the destroyed cells. He shouted, "How did our defenses get so weak!" "Because!" said a man. "Wait, this makes absolutely no sense! The mole king should not have been able to get in here in the first place; no evil force can enter the Great Hall, less they suffer dreadfully!" An infuriated Man In Silver screamed. (Meanwhile) The Mole King found himself forced to hid from his subjects as he was nursing some wounds. "That pain... I never felt such a level of pain before in my life. That settles it; I must never enter that location again" the mole king concluded Meanwhile, D-11 was still in his jam... but we're still trying get Diesel 11 (user) out of his jam, which will bring him back to life, so we'll continue with his plight. (D-11 refers to the user) The writer, still focused on D-ll the user, focused on the jam he was in "ha ha, very funny" D-11 said as he tried to figure out a way out of the jam jar. But that was the Diesel who was in the jam jar; the user had to find a carrot and a tail of a tale. He was focusing on the carrot, but carrots were outlawed in the Netherworld. He knew he'd have to find a different carrot, like chocolate... "Or carat gold!" and he took his ring off his finger. Then he kicked the side of the jar and it shattered, so he approached the mysterious gate and it said, "Congratulations, you have finished one part of the first challenge, now bring me the Tail of the Tale and then you can proceed t othe next challenge that lies ahead". So D-11 went to find out the Tail of the Tale, or rather the Tale of Tail. "Wait, the so what was the gift of carrot? ... oh forget it, this is too confusing" D-11 sighed as he went on to learn the Tale of Tail. The Gate said, "Congratulations, you have finished the first challenge, now enter through me, and the second one awaits you" So D-11 entered through the gate and became immersed in a scene from his past, which was when he first saw The Numbered Diesels during the war of the shards. He had to manipulate himself to remember to dodge, by reminding him in different times. D-11 ran over to Diesel 11 who was under attack by colormen, he wrote on Diesel 11 "Remember to dodge during the battle, D-11" Man in Off White read it to himself, and D-11 (past) heard. He then moved off to another time to remind himself again. However the pen he used to write was gone, he would have to do it a different way, without writing it. Meanwhile, at the Great Hall, someone finally remembered that they had captured Lightbender, so Woman In White and Man In Avocado were sent to interrogate him. "All right, who are you?" "I am Lightbender, humble servant of the Horned one and-" "Wait, did you say Horned One? Like the Great Horned Beast?" "Blasphemous! The Horned One is no beast. He is a god!" "Avocado, get Man In Black. Now." Man In Avocado left, and Woman In White turned back to Lightbender. "So, are you on our side or the Horny One's side?" "Horned One, and I never side with unbelievers." "So you oppose the VEC?" "Yes. They believe, but they have lost touch with the true faith. The Horned One is good, and they commit evil acts in his name. That is blasphemous." Just then, the Man In Black walked in. "Arthur, you're going to want to hear this..." "What have I told you guys about calling me by my middle name?" William said as he walked in. "Well, we've got some new information for you." He said. Black could not believe what he was hearing... Literally "What are you talking about?! Arthur Blackson killed the beast because it was terrorizing his village, how could it be good?!" He said, more shocked than angry though. They looked at lightbender, hoping for some clarification... "The beast never died, "Arthur". Your namesake- may hamsters nibble his kneecaps for eternity- banished him to the 11th Dimension, where he has been trapped ever since. He was destroying unbelievers, not commiting evil deeds! The Horned One is no monster!" Man In Black turned to Man In Silver, who was in the corner watching. "Apparently, people worship the Horned One!" "You sound like this whackjob when you say that. You don't seriously believe him, do you?" "If he's right, and the Great Horned Beast really is good, the least I can do is investigate him." "I dunno- destroying unbelievers doesn't sound very good to me." "Other religions have done that for centuries. Did you know there used to be a complex pagan society on Sodor before the British showed up?" "... fair point. But if he takes you to it, and it really is evil... kill it again." "Got it." ***************** Elsewhere, Diesel 11 was in a pickle. "As if being in jam wasn't enough" he said frustrated as he tried to get the pickle juice off of him. For his third challenge he had somehow got covered in pickle juices and was near someplace familiar to him. He then realized he was in his childhood, where some jerk tossed Uncle Sam cereal on him. "Curses!" he cried. "Wait, THIS is where I find the Tale of Tail?" D-11 asked, confused. "Yes," said a voice. Diesel 11 turned... ******************* Back on the surface world, Frank, TGC, Toz, Tug and Wellsworth (who appears to be on hiatus at the moment) came to pay their respects to Diesel 11. They read his headstone: "Here lies Darren Isaac Elias Samuel Elliot Listmann the 11th; respected businessman and entrepreneur; RIP" "Oh, so that's where his nickname comes from" Frank observed. Jenkins was nearby. "What the dickens?" he said, "That's not his name." "It's not?" "No, his name REALLY IS Diesel 11." And with that, he took the tombstone away and tossed it into the sea, and went and made a new one. "What kind of mother names her child Diesel 11?" Frank asked, confused. "Probably the same kind of mother who names her child Steam ten" Toz quipped. Jenkins facepalmed. "No, no, no," he said, "Diesel 11 had to legally change his name because his life was in danger. It was a precaution so that he wouldn't be murdered." "That wasn't his birth name?" Tug asked. "That's correct" Jenkins replied. "You see, he had to change his name because he had witnessed a murder involving some pretty powerful people. So Diesel 11 was his new name, and he no longer goes by his old name, which was classified; no one alive actually remembers it but Diesel 11 himself. But of course, he's dead." "So his mother and father no longer hear from Diesel 11?" TGC said before he suddenly started crying "Oh poor Diesel 11! His parents must be worried sick about him if they haven't heard from him in years!" Jenkins face palmed yet again "No you fool! His parents..." Meanwhile, D-11 had found the tale of tail. "If you thee are worthy, then you shall know the tale. A Tiger tail is pulled every time someone decides If that tail is returned to the tiger Then you shall know thee" He then presented it, and moved on to another time, that being when he found Diesel 13. He went over to Diesel 12, you see, Diesel 12 was strange, he could see things others couldn't. D-11 walked over to Diesel 12, and said "remember to dodge, D-11" Diesel 12, confused, repeated it, and the past D-11 heard. ************ Meanwhile, Jenkins was still talking. "No you fool! His parents are dead!" "WHAT?" "Oh don't be like that. I've heard that they both died in peace." "That's good. In the night or something?" "Correct." So back in the underworld, D-11 was taking a break from his current task; it was very tiring trying to return to life, after all. "Son, is that you?" A voice said as two figures approached D-11. "Mother? Father?" D-11 said in shock. He couldn't help but cry as he hugged them "I've missed you so much!" he said in tears. Diesel 11 didn't cry; he was happy to see them of course, but the tears came from the guard's garlic he was so fond of. "Oh come on, get that garlic out of here, you're ruining the moment!" D-11 said to the guy with the garlic. As he and his parents talked things over, Jenkins and the others were still discussing Diesel 11. "You were one of his best friends," said Frank to the butler, "what else do you know of him? He was a pretty mysterious, though awesome, person." "Ah yes, I can tell you quite a bit about him; he may have kept his name from me, but he still told me other aspects of his life." Jenkins continued "I have actually worked for his family for many years, and remember all to well the day he was born. It was a warm summer evening in..." "Wait" Frank said confused. "how old are you and D-11?" If the butler remembered the day D-11 was born, he must have been a lot older than he looked (Jenkins looks like he is in his late 30s) Jenkins laughed. "I'm just joking," he said, "I wasn't alive when he was born. No, I met him in college. We (and Sherlock Holmes and Watson) became good friends, and when we left college, I didn't hear from him in a long time. Then one day we met. He was a multi-trillionaire; I had just been fired. He asked if I would like to be his butler, and I agreed." "Wow," said Frank, "and how old is he?" "He was born in 1984." Meanwhile, TGC was at the path to the room with the crystals. Don had said that if he focused hard enough he could see it without the mask. But then he heard someone behind him. "2 of my engines have gone missing, one freight diesel and one diesel railcar up for scrap. I have found them here." "You know you are standing in front of some buffers" TGC said as 3842 backed up to the buffers at speed. The man jumped on to the back of 3842 a and shoved TGC onto the wall, with his mask falling out of his bag. TGC tried to move out of the way, but he couldn't get up. He shifted to the left, but the man threw a knife into the ground, but missed, he then tried the right but same thing happened. He looked at the man and he saw, it was the other railway controller. "you have nowhere to go. Maybe for some comic relief you can hit your head on the wall." The other railway controller said. TGC looked at the controllers tag. "Peter Boom" it said. "I will do just that." TGC said, putting the mask on and shifting backwards into the wall. TGC ran to the room where he saw Don. "THEOTHERRAILWAYCONTROLLERJUSTTRIEDTOTHROWAKNIFEATMEANDIALMOSTDIED." TGC said quickly. "If I heard that correctly you are going to need this." Don handed TGC a red stone. "Outside of this building" Don said. Everything around TGC faded to black, when everything started reappearing he was outside of the forum. He then called the cops and the other railway controller was taken out. Meanwhile, Jenkins and the others were still talking. They hadn't even noticed that TGC had disappeared, but they couldn't care less. (JK ) "It's ok, TGC said he had some business to attend too. So anyway, what else can you tell us?" Frank asked. "Well, Diesel 11 ISN'T a trillionaire." "WHAT?!" "No, he's far richer than that. He just doesn't want to confuse people when he says he's a googolplexonaire." "I'm pretty sure it is impossible to be that wealthy; I don't think the whole planet is even worth that much" "Well, it is actually a very large number, but in short, he has enough money that he doesn't have to worry about it" Jenkins explained. "What was his childhood like?" Jenkins thought back "well, it all started on a warm summer evening in 1984.." As Jenkins talked all about Diesel 11's childhood, Diesel 11 was still trying to find the next thing so that he could get out of the Netherworld. "Mother, father, it is wonderful to see you again, but..." I'm afraid I've got to be going." I must move on to another time, to bring myself back to the real world." He then found himself before the battle, he looked at himself, he then realized it. "I'm in Toz's body! Wait, do I understand the Schnoz now? No. Darn." He then walked over to his past self. "Remember to dodge during the battle." Toz/D-11 said. "I've been reminded before." Diesel 11 said. The battle went out, but then Diesel 11 died again, Diesel 11 woke up on the ground, he was about to be out in his grave when he got up. "D-11?!" Frank said, who was there. "You died!" Diesel 11 explained everything. TGC then arrived. "I think that when he reminded himself over the years he created two of himself, one that died, and one that didn't and would appear in the present time." TGC said. "I am so confused, I'm leaving." Said Toz, who apparently was Diesel 11? Meanwhile, Eva the rail gun was in her siding; some workers were talking "Where are we supposed to find ammo for this thing anyway? Ammo has not been made for these guns in over 70 years" the person pointed out. "Huh, I hadn't considered that" the officer on duty said. "That is a considerable setback" Later, TGC was talking to the colorfolk. "I remember we got interrupted by Man In Potato Chip Yellow, who is always starving, last time we were going to discuss the Pramoloxy incident." TGC said. "Yeah, explain what happened." Man In NWR Blue said. TGC explained the whole thing with Arry and Bert. "It seems you would have been attacked by the Woman In NWR Blue." Man In NWR Blue said. "But what about the morality check?" TGC said. "She was never accepted by the prism as a colorwomen, but learned the powers, and as the morality check didn't affect her she must have become corrupt. All of the other colorfolk are fine, just she isn't." Man In NWR Blue said, worried. "I highly suspect she is with the VEC." TGC said. TGC went to the others to discuss what to do. Now since Diesel 11 had come back to life, there was a lot to catch up with. First things first, there were the Numbered Diesels. "Wait, that doesn't make any sense, how could she learn the powers without being accepted by the prism; The Prism has to accept you for you to learn the powers." The writer said, realizing he had written himself into a plot hole. "I'll deal with it later" he sighed as he continued. The Numbered Diesels were overjoyed to see him again, however, they had bad news. "Unfortunately sir, us and the shed you are in are all you have left; after you died the government auctioned off your assets since you didn't have a will. As for your companies, most of the smaller ones went out of business as soon as you died; the bigger ones survived and are still around though; new owners. And your fortune was divided among various people and organizations since you had no next of kin." D-11's reply was... "Don't worry, everything will be fine. I'll buy everything back, and restart my companies again. There won't be a problem." 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖘. "But sir, you have no money, when you "died", it was split up and sent to various people and organizations since you didn't have a heir". "You forget one thing – when I came back, everything that went wrong was reverted. On that note, why am I thinking about reopening companies that are open and buying back things I still own?" "Such as..." A workman pulled up a paper in front of Diesel 10. "Sodor Ironworks, Brendam Star Tugs, TGC engine-" "WAIT! You mean to say TGC has some of it?" Diesel 11 said. "Um, yes, he got about 200 billion pounds according to this paper- wait... Isn't that the name of the person who was bringing other engines here?" Diesel 10 asked. "YES! He spends most of his money on engines and since he is coming here we have a fifteenth of the money back!" D-11 said. ************** Woman in NWR Blue had entered the base of the VEC, she then remembered how she got her powers. She had got rejected from the prism, but at night she went back, with a drill. She threatened the spirit that she would drill into the prism and steal the powers if the spirit didn't give them to her. The spirit tried to attack, but Woman in NWR Blue was faster and drilled a hole in the bottom, taking the powers with her, this caused about 20 colorfolk to remain evil from the hole drilled. ************** "Wait, so I do have to have to work on getting everything back?" D-11 said. "Regretfully so" the person replied. "@#%&," said Diesel 5000 XL. "That means I don't have my shed again." "Son, such language is unacceptable! I thought this was family-friendly!" Said a voice. Diesel 11 turned to see a little old lady in a ridiculous wrestler costume. "Who are you?" "I am El Soccermom! Defender of PCness and censorship everywhere! Now put a dollar in the swear jar!" "Swear jar!? I-" Diesel 11 spluttered, "Lady, I may be a multi-trillionaire, but I ain't doin' that as a matter of principle!" "A multi-trillionaire, eh? Butcha hoard all the money for yerself. Why not donate some of that? Public transportation, conservative churches, and the armed forces are all underfunded, and yet you hoard all the money for yer own greedy indulgences. I mean really, they still serve gruel in orphanages!" Diesel 11 felt kind of guilty. Elsewhere, Man In Yellow... "NOT SO FAST WRITER" "We have something to deal with." TGC said. "But you can't! I was moving on to a new scene!" The writer said. "Too bad, I have a soccer mom to deal with" TGC said. "Public transportation, eh? You see, this man here owns locomotives, so... THAT POINT IS IRRELEVANT TO THIS CASE." TGC said. And with that, the soccer mom faded out of existence with some final words. "I'll write an article on the internet!" TGC turned to Diesel 11 "Going back to why our original comment, not so." TGC said, as he walked over. "You see, I got the shed given to me, so no worries, the numbered diesels will be back in there." So yeah, man in yellow, let's do that. man in Yellow was getting some training with his bow on the archery range; he wanted to see the full extent of its power Meanwhile, Diesel 11 explained to the soccer jerk mom. "I didn't say it," he said, "It was my Diesel, Diesel 5000 XL." "So now what?" asked Diesel 10. "Do we go back to sleep?" asked Diesel 1. "I say we take the ∫å߆å®∂ß and knock 'em dead!" said Diesel 5000 XL. "Kids show!" Frank screamed at 5000 XL "Oh, sorry." He replied. "So... What was the Highway to Hell like?" Someone asked D-11 "Well, I wasn't in Hell, so..." Diesel 5000 XL glared at them. "Where the hell did you spring from?! You'd better git before I take you µø†˙´®ƒ¨ç˚´®ß and toss you out of town!!" Diesel 11 facepalmed. "Oh, brother," he said. "And don't come back now, you hear?!" called Diesel 5000 XL. Meanwhile, Thomas the tank engine was at the quarry; he and an important load of stone to deliver. "Hurry up!" he said. Finally he was ready. Thomas rushed away so fast that he took a wrong turn and didn't realize it until too late. "Where am I?" he asked. The Driver and Fireman got out to try and see where they were. Thomas thought he heard a couple of gunshots, but he wasn't sure. Then, a big diesel with 5 claws came up. "Oh no," said Thomas, "it's Diesel 5000 XL." "Yes, it is, you poor, ƒ¨ç˚ˆ˜© tank engine," he laughed, "I've come to rid Sodor of your ß˙ˆ† of a face. Say goodbye!" and he lifted his claws.... Sir Topham Hatt was very annoyed when Thomas and his Driver and Fireman hadn't returned in five days. "Where the heck is he?" he thought. Meanwhile, the Colormen were out for a walk when they saw Thomas stuck in a shed "Help me; Diesel 5000 XL has trapped me and stolen my stone; why does he even need it?" The Colormen freed his driver and fireman and got Thomas up to steam and drove him out of the shed. "Hey, get back here!" 5000 XL said as Thomas sped off. He had his five claws raised high I. The air to get Thomas; this gave the Colormen an idea. "Go that way!" They headed towards a tunnel, an older one that was rather short. Thomas got through fine, but 5000 XL's claws were ripped clean off him. "Uh oh". He said to himself. Thomas did not stop until he got to Knapford, where he told Hatt everything "Bring D-11 to my office tomorrow morning; he has a lot of explaining to do". Hatt replied. The next day D-11 went to Hatt's office, TGC followed but stayed outside the door just in case it got bad. TGC held the red stone Don gave him. TGC heard the whole thing from outside... Sir Topham Hatt stood up. "What the heck was your diesel trying to do?!" he demanded. "I'm sorry, Sir," said Diesel 11, "and I'll try to straighten that engine out; but I had nothing to do with it, and Diesel 5000 XL isn't telling me why he did it." "And I ƒ¨ç˚ˆ˜© won't to you, Sir µø†˙´®ƒ¨ç˚ˆ˜© Hatt!" "Good heavens!" said the two men. They looked out the window and a saw a scowling diesel outside. TGC used the stone to get inside of Hatt's office. "I'll handle this" TGC said before going back out again. He went over to a Diesel 5000 XL and ran him into a shed face first. "Fixed." TGC said as he left the shed "I also took the liberty of shutting off his automated programming; he won't be going anywhere for a while". TGC added. Hatt looked back to D-11 "either get that engine in order or I will not allow him on my railway" he said sternly. 5000 XL was rescued from that shed and brought to the numbered diesels shed. Battered, bruised and de-clawed he refused to say a word to anybody. Diesel 11 cried out in shock, and then jumped out of the window and landed on TGC. TGC decided that ramming Diesels into shed walls wasn't worth being beaten to death! "Are you all right?" asked Diesel 11 to Diesel 5000 XL. "That no good ∫å߆å®∂..." groaned Diesel 5000 XL "What's wrong?" Asked diesel 8 "You can tell us" added diesel 2 "Here's what's wrong!" screamed Diesel 5000 XL, and he proceeded to hurl profanities at anything and everything. "That language is taking the paint off of me," wailed Diesel 2. In an attempt to preserve the reputation for quality content we've developed, we cut to the non-profane VEC. You can stop laughing now. I wasn't laughing at all; actually, I congratulate you, Toz, for switching the channel. Anyway, the VEC were... "Just a minute!" Yes? "What the ƒ¨ç˚ are you trying to do?" I'm trying to move away from your dirty mouth, Diesel 5000 XL. "I won't stand for it! You should be ashamed of yourself! I don't like it, I won't take it, it's wrong it's terrible and your ƒ¨ç˚ˆ˜© up!! and so......." Switching channel now...
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Post by Toz76 on Aug 24, 2022 3:01:05 GMT -5
Chapter 14: The VEC Hires Some Talented New Members
The writer took a deep breath, calmed down, and continued with the VEC
Someone said "We should take a head count; because right now I am totally lost on who is still part of our group" an unspecified member said
"Is Bronze Mage still in the group?"
"Not sure; same goes for Percy Silver."
"Let's just start the head count"
Meanwhile, there was trouble in Tidmouth, but since this headcount directly pertains to an important plot point, we will be staying here.
"Let's see... Darkstorm, Sickoia, Paincauser..."
And he continued to count them. "Okay, 2,134,666 in all."
Meanwhile, there was trouble in Tidmouth.
"what is it with you and exaggeration?"
"Sorry, I just thought the larger numbers would make us look more intimidating"
"Intimidating? There are less than 50 of us!"
"Well, everyone is here except for Percy Silver, Hohenheim, Hivemind, and Honeybadger." Said Chessmaster.
Hohenheim, incidentally, was...
"Wait, he's the blood alchemist, right?" a confused Darkstorm asked
Yes, said the Writer.
By the way, what happened to Hossenhossen? asked the Writer. Did he come back to life?
Meanwhile, The Number of the Eyes Was sorting out Diesel 5000 XL...
The writer realized the story was starting to lose its flow, and went back to the action. In Tidmouth, there was trouble... D-11 had dropped his ice cream on the sidewalk, and he was very sad.
WRITER!!! Yes? Wait, am I talking to myself? I suppose? That's weird....
Anyway, disregard the above post. The real trouble was...
A barn had caught fire! the Sodor fire and rescue company was racing to the rescue (and I mean the fire trucks from season 5, not Flynn and Belle)
The fire raged out of control... and D-11 dropped his ice cream on the sidewalk.
The firemen were working hard to control the fire. Then suddenly, KABOOM!!
"Steve get those fireworks away, they might actually cause an explosion", said a fireman The team of fireman battled the barn fire for six straight hours until it finally stopped "Phew that fire could have been disastrous if we hadn't contained it", said a fireman "I know right", said another
Anyways back to the Colormen...
They were having a lunch break. "I've got balogna; how about you?" "Tuna fish." "Ham." "Cheese." "Turkey." "Snickers." "Snickers?" "Yes; it's delicious!" "You're weird..."
Meanwhile, Hivemind was conducting an experiment.
"I know I can possess humans and sentient vehicles, but can I possess extraterrestrials?"
He figured controlling the Presuisoltians would be useful, so he tried to possess Jacksonflige. Did it work? Well...
evidently not.
"it seems that these alien brains operate differently than human brains; it is a setback, but a small one nonetheless." He observed.
The other members of the VEC were welcoming their newest members:
Dr. Laser: a physicist capable of shooting lasers from his fingers... but for pointing purposes only (i.e. laser pointer)
The Fist: An boxer with a ridiculously over-sized right hand. Has a very powerful punch... but when not fighting the fist does become cumbersome and he does have trouble with a lot of simple tasks
Stormtrooper: A highly trained soldier with a powerful laser rifle... except for some reason he can't hit anything
Rodney the intern: Not actually evil; this is just the position he got for the summer to get credits toward his college major.
Captain Hypoglycemia: A very powerful fighter... that frequently faints due to his low blood sugar
Short fuse: bomb expert, but his explosives always go off a la Looney tunes (i.e. big bang, smoke, and the victim is covered in soot, tattered clothes, but is still alive)
"these guys seem kinda... pathetic. Are we that desperate for members?" Paincauser asked
"Hey! I just want my college credit, ok!?" Rodney snapped back.
Then another man stepped in. "Who are you?" Paincauser asked. "MARK." "well, what can you do?" Paincauser asked, confused. "DEATH." Mark said. "Uhh... Accepted?" Paincauser said.
"Um, I kind of feel like Deathnote and I have that covered. Any better skills?" Killerman asked.
"And nothing to do with necromancy or soul-sharing," intoned Darkhart and Darkstorm in sync, "we've got that covered."
"In fact, no more soul mages, okay? Manipulation of humans is great and all, but we've already got so many of us doing that, so it's kind of tacky." Said Vivian Bloodsphere. "Me, Hivemind, Mindreader, Priori, Hohenheim, Paincauser, Killerman, Deathnote..."
"And we most certainly do not need another "ambiguous powers" chap like Xex, or a Flame Mage like Inferno, or a Daemionic Being like Doomboy, or.."
"Silence!" Interjected Priori. "Let him speak. And no more obvious exposition, it really breaks up the narrative."
"SO... does someone want me to go on a coffee/doughnut run or something?" Rodney the intern asked.
"Oh yes! That would be marv..." was all Captain Hypoglycemia could say before he fainted.
"Uh... anyone else?" Rodney asked.
"Hoo boy," said the Bronze Mage, "I hate my job sometimes. Alright, Sickoia, do something about Mr. Blood Sugar here. I dunno, you're the medic. Short fuse and this guy with the hand might actually be useful. Darkstorm, Darkhart, evaluate their abilities. Stormtrooper... kill him. A "highly trained soldier" would have at the very least decent aim. Laserdude, hmmm... we can probably use you. Lightbender, help him intensify his- oh crap. Um... you'll have to do it, then, Inferno. Priori, call the insurance company real quick, whenever I trust Inferno with something, something goes wrong, and I find that it's just barely not covered by our insurance. Rodney... I will explain the noble path of the Horned One. I guess even if you aren't evil, you can spread our religion, and that's gotta be good for something, right? Um...Mark, wait here."
And so it began.
at the Great Hall, Man in Blue was alone in his apartment.
"A surprisingly quiet day... I like it." He said to himself.
Then he saw... IT.
But then the Man in White ran in to his room and yelled, " Daniel come quick, something is happening on one of the lower levels we just discovered"
So the two of them raced downstairs to the mysterious occurrence and saw...
Various pieces of furniture, levitating
"Most unusual" Man in Blue observed.
"We're looking into it, but there is something else you should know, I was wearing the helmet earlier, and..." And he told Blue about Arylide yellow and the swipped prisms.
Man in Blue went straight to Arylide Yellow's dorm
"Oh, hello Daniel, what's this about..."
"You've got a lot of explaining to do Alex! How did you get into the locked 11th floor without..."
Just then, the writer stopped. He realized something was off. He went back and reviewed some of the passages he wrote. To his shock, there was a plot hole in this subplot.
"Wait, Man in Blue ordered this floor closed and sealed... Yet then there is this thing with Blue showing Arylide yellow the prisms, and him taking 200 to that one guy. Wait, this plot isn't possible, the 11th floor was sealed! How could they have gotten back in... Oh dear, what do I do?!" The writer said, starting to panic.
He decided to do the only thing he could do – take a coffee break to clear his head.
I'll let Man In Blue write the story while I'm gone, he said.
"Me?" asked MIB.
Yes, said the Writer.
So, now Man In Blue would be writing...
"I was shocked how they could get into the room I sealed..."
"No no no, I'm going into the hole again... Oh dear, how does the writer do this?" Blue asked himself
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"Thomas, you have caused confusion and delay," said the Fat Controller sternly that evening.
"Because all plotholes are your fault, obviously."
"Well where did YOU get fourth wall awareness?" James, who was in the shed next to Thomas', asked.
"Wait, what?" asked STH.
The writer came back from his coffee break "Daniel, what have you done?"
"This isn't easy!"
"I know; don't worry, I got it from here." And the writer took over again.
"Ok, I'll leave this plot problem aside for now... I'll writes about the engines for a while."
Thomas, James and Henry were In the shed when Sir Topham Hatt came to see them.
"An extra long train of Steel girders needs to be shipped out of Brendham Docks tonight. Murdoch is unavailable, so Henry and James, you'll be double heading it. And Thomas, we're short a brakevan today, so you will need to act as back engine for them."
The three engines understood and prepared to depart.
Meanwhile, at the Dieselworks...
"It's not fair!"
"What isn't?"
"I'm sorry, which engine are you again?" Dart asked
"I'm Bill."
"And I'm Ben."
"And it's not fair!"
That's when Man In Blue decided to retcon that plothole out once and for all.
"I said I would seal it, but I haven't yet."
And order was restored.
Back at the Dieselworks, Bill and Ben were complaining
"why are we even here? We work at the claypits!"
"Why do we need clay?" Dart added. And the twins scurried off to the claypits
Meanwhile, Man In Blue had finished sealing off the 11th floor of the underground. "No one will enter there again" he said to himself. Then he went to confront Man In Arylide Yellow... he found him in his dorm.
"Daniel? What brings you here?"
"You've got a lot of explaining to do Alex! why the heck did you take Prisms out of the 11th floor?! You know no one is allowed in there!"
"Please, Daniel, I can explain..."
"You had better!"
So MIAY told him...
"Hivemind said he intended to use them to stop Metalicana-"
"You gave them to HIVEMIND!?"
"He said he'd changed! He'd lost all his powers!"
"He could have used a prism to get his powers back a hundredfold! And he had 200 of them!"
"I checked for lying!"
"Have you ever heard of lying by omission?"
"...oh."
"You're just extremely lucky that as long as he is evil, he will have difficulty controlling any power granted to him by any of those prisms. Even if he gets his powers back, he will have great difficulty controlling them." Blue stated.
"This is what I was talking about Alex; growing up is about more than just having an adult body... there is still much for you to learn" Blue said as he left the room to inform the others.
"He's right you know; I only wish I hadn't lost the ability to walk while you were so young" as an older man came into the room in a wheelchair.
"What do you mean Dad?"
...
Hivemind was finding himself unable to control his new powers.
"Argh! I should have known; as long as I am this way, it will take a great deal of energy to control these powers; even more than when I had my powers without the Prism" he said to himself.
"Wait, that's right! I just need to adjust the settings on this Prism!"
Hivemind grabbed the Prism and began to manipulate it. "Activate evil, restrict users, passcode lock, surge breaker, recalibrate... perfect!"
"PARENTAL CONTROLS ACTIVATED"
"What!?"
"software update fail to install file code: evil://, software not compatable" the voice from the prism said
"What?" A confused hive mind asked
"Prism power and evil don't mix"
"Oh"
"No kidding; even with that drill I was given, this powers are near impossible to control." Woman in NWR Blue said; she may have taken those powers by force, but it came at a heavy cost.
"My guess is that since I wasn't granted a ring, I don't have the conduit that acts as a control for these powers."
"You sure that's how it works?" Hive mind asked
"Not really; after all I'm not that familiar with their teachings... But why are these powers so hard to control?"
Then the prism voice spoke up "side effects of attempting to harness the Prism's power for evil include lack of control over powers, insanity, mood swings, abdominal discomfort, and accelerated aging."
"So you're not in your mid fifties I presume?" Hive mind asked
"I AM 26!!" She said angrily, before crying and then holding her stomach in discomfort.
Meanwhile, more recruits were welcomed to the VEC; they were trying to get a decent amount of members so they could stand a chance to fight for their cause. But since there was more good than evil in the world, this was of course, very difficult.
These new recruits were:
Ocean Man- can breath underwater and talk to fish
The general- a great commander on the battlefield, but few take him seriously because despite his muscular, 6'6" stature, he has an embarrassingly high, squeaky voice.
Sticky hands- a thief, his hands secrete a strange oil that is so sticky it allows him to climb walls, and pick up things with a simple touch. Embarrassingly though, whenever he applauds his hands get stuck together
Owl Man- can turn his head around much like an owl... But other than that there's not much too him
Lightning Man- can summon bolts of lightning to attack others. Though given the random nature of lightning, he is equally likely to strike an ally as he is to strike an enemy
Catherine the Intern- Rodney couldn't handle the intern work in his own, so another was brought in. Like him, not evil, just trying to get college credit.
"I feel like you guys are scraping the bottom of the barrel here" Rodney observed.
"be quiet! Why don't you show Cathereine around here or something" The Bronze Mage grumbled.
"Get a move on young man! You need discipline in your life!" The general said. But everyone laughed
"what the heck is wrong with your voice man? You sound like a chipmunk!" sticky hands said. The joke was so funny he wound up clapping.
"uh oh... Uh, a little help please?"
"So if you can talk to fish, how are you able to talk to dolphins and whales? They're mammals you know" Catherine told ocean man
"Don't ask questions you're not prepared to hear the answer for!" Ocean man replied hastily.
Meanwhile, there was trouble in paradise.....which was the Dieselworks, because the Numbered Diesels think of that as paradise.
Hessenhessen, the girl from twenty pages ago who was raised to believe talking engines were unnatural, sinful abominations, was creeping up on them...
Meanwhile, Hivemind was talking to the Presuisoltians.
"You said the Prism was made to be neutral, for use of good and evil."
"It is, but spending a thousand years in the basement of a strongly good-aligned fortress probably has had a negative affect on its neutrality. You should never get this error message unless a virus is detected. Try clearing the browser cache."
"Could you make a custom one?"
"Given three months, a ton of Pramoloxy, blood of your nemesis, something that cannot be mentioned onscreen, a golden amulet, half a tablespoonof brown sugar, and two or three other things, yes."
"Well, last time I tried to clear the cache, I accidentally downloaded a virus. Either I need a free new one, or you need to work on the user interface for this thing."
"Hmm... I'll have to take it into the shop for a few weeks. I highly encourage withdrawing from all but one body, as the stuff we do might cause temporary loss of your powers."
Meanwhile, Hessenhessen...
Was creeping up on the numbered diesels. "I will destroy you once and for..."
But then, thanks to the randomness of this story, a grand piano fell on her, stopping her.
"Why is there a piano in the diesel works?"
"Some of us happen to have a great appreciation for the classics, thank you very much!" As a worker started playing Beethoven.
Meanwhile, the bronze Mage was looking at this second wave of six new recruits.
"This time, those ƒ¨ç˚ˆ˜© Colorƒ¨ç˚ß are going to get their due reward...."
"Why, am I cursing, this is a kids show!" The bronze Mage asked himself, shocked.
...
Meanwhile, the Numbered Diesels had Hessenhessen. "What are you trying to do?" they asked.
"I will destroy you... Faced engines are evil!!!" She said.
"You shall not!"
"I will to!" And with that she conjoured up a spell. "Mokeel, mokeel, emsentaresc. Takkunna meen extedetresc." And the Dieselworks ceased to exist. The Numbered Diesels and Diesel 11 were never seen again.
"Ha ha ha!" she laughed. "I am all-powerful! I shall rule Sodor!!"
Meanwhile, the Colorfolk...
Had seen this coming and brought all of that back.
"Huh?" She said. Then Man in Bright Turquoise appeared. "You really thought you could pull of such a reality altering trick without me finding out? You're going into exile for your actions.
He opened a portal and threw her in. On the other side, she found herself stuck in the 9th dimension.
"AAAHHH!!! THE GIANT MONKEY MAN!!!" She screamed in terror as it began to attack her.
But then she remembered the Wizard who had brought her up had given her a spell for this....and she was able to escape and ended up back on Sodor, ready to take over the world....
Meanwhile, Sir Topham Hatt..
The writer stopped.
"wait, her motivation is to destroy the faced engines, not take over the world"
And so it was clarified that she was ready to destroy the faced engines... Except she did not pay attention to where she emerged from and in a matter of minutes she wound up stuck in a room with walls covered in radmiium; she was stuck.
"Darn it; magic is't going to help me here" she said.
Meanwhile, Sir Topham Hatt came to check on Thomas, Henry and James
"Is this Girder train ready to go out?"
"Aye, sirr."
"Douglas, where did you spring from."
"Aye, sirr."
"Answer the question."
"Aye, sirr."
"Douglas!"
"Aye, sirr."
"Allow me," said Thomas, and a bazooka popped out. That was the end of Douglas.
Meanwhile, Hessenhessen realized something. "The Writer accidently left out the 'n' in 'isn't', so I actually can use magic." And so that's what she did – she escaped!"
But now, she decided that the Writer had gotten something wrong again. "I don't just want to destroy the faced engines; I DO want to rule the world too!"
And so she started to plot....
Meanwhile, STH was looking shockingly at Douglas's remains.
Man In NWR blue walked up and said a spell "Aai Siirr" and Douglas reformed into an engine.
"Now what was that all about?!" STH demanded.
Unfortunately for hessenhessen, she woke up from a strange dream
"Huh?"
"I fixed my little typo; so yes, you are stuck in there; radmiium nullifies all teleportation abilities, magic or otherwise."
"Curses!" She said "now my plots are delayed."
With the Girder train, Hatt told Thomas, Henry and James "this train must arrive by 5:00; this load is quite vital"
And the three engines set off
"how are you two doing up front?" Thomas called to Henry and James
"I think I'm sick.." said Henry, and proceeded to tip over and fall off the track. "Ouch," he said.
"Darn it!" said Thomas.
Meanwhile Hisslehosslehiddlecan was nearby... watching and waiting...
But no one really cared for this new character, so the writer moved on to another subplot..
Frank and Tug had gone into business together, after the Third Battle of Sodor and Tug got his body back, the two met up and decided to open up a business together. (Tug decided to take a break from meeting up with Steel after he moved into the Great Hall) The duo decided to open up a Detective Agency, since that's the only thing they could agree upon, and called it the Not So Private Eyes Detective Agency. One day while the duo was sitting in their office above a local restaurant, they received a call. They answered and the call on the other line said....
(Girder train)
"Just making sure you're awake Thomas". Henry said, who had somehow faked the sound of falling off the track
"That... Wasn't like you Henry" Thomas said, confused.
"Sorry Thomas; james made me do it."
And the three continued on
(detective agency)
"all right, we're on our way" frank said after hearing them out
"got a case tug, let's go"
Meanwhile, since Frank had gotten out of being in a detective agency with Tug, Diesel 11 decided to volunteer himself for the work.
"And just think," he said to Tug, "If they don't surrender right then and then, I can always sic my diesels on 'em."
"Okay..." said Tugs, and so it was begun.
Sherlock Holmes heard of it, and he decided he needed a change and so he came as well to help (he brought along Watson along of course, too.) Now, at last, the Tug and Frank Diesel 11 Detective Agency was opened! (That's what the sign said!)
"Writer! I'm still in the detective agency!!"
"Oh, sorry Frank"
Frank name was not crossed out on the sign, but the others were part of it too.
"Say Holmes, but what about your home at, what was it? Baker Street or something like that?" Frank asked
"Holmes, the Queen called, there's trouble at the Reinbach Falls", said Watson, so the duo left Sodor to follow up on the case.
Then D-11 got a call from the Dieselworks saying Diesel 5000 XL was swearing again, so he left to deal with it... again...
So Frank and Tug left to go follow up their case anyway while the missing members were occupied.
Meanwhile, the Bronze Mage was speaking with Chessmaster.
"All these new recruits are terrible!"
"The Fist, the laser guy and the guy with the Blood Sugar could be useful with training, but yes. The force that prevents violence on Sodor due to it being "inappropriate" means they are our best bets. Unless...
"Unless?"
"If we leave Sodor, the force won't affect us. So it won't affect non-Sudrians, either. We're bound to find some evil mages elsewhere. Then, when the force erodes more (they're getting away with bleeped-out swearing and references to the "facts of life" now!), we'll crush them."
"A good plan, but isn't Sodor where the Horned One will rise? If we-"
"I've prepared for that. We'll split up. Vivian will stay here with a few others and use her Communication Orbs to keep track of us. She'll send a message if he rises."
"Well, you've covered all the bases and allowed our subplot to take a backseat organically, I'm all for it!"
"Excellent! I'll get things ready!" Said Chessmaster.
It was still necessary for the Bronze Mage to assess these new recruits though, so he looked them over:
"Ocean man can breathe underwater and talk to fish... Which includes sharks. Owl man can turn his head like an owl, sticky hands, no description needed,
Catherine the intern... Rodney does need help around here. Lightning man can shoot lightning bolts, but has issues controlling it. And the general..."
"I will have you know that I am a great battlefield commander! If I wasn't cursed with this chipmunk voice people would take me seriously!" His voice high and squeaky, but angry.
The bronze Mage thought about the six. What to do with them?
meanwhile...
Frank and Tug arrived at Crosby, their first case had them meet up with this strange man..
When they went up to him, he said...
"Good, you're here. There's been a robbery and I need your help". He said
"What happened?" Tug asked
"Well, a few crates of school bell clangers went missing, or clappers, as we call them in the business. It was one of my employees, Claude Cooper, a kleptomaniac from Cleveland, he copped the clean copper clappers from the closet, I confirmed this with Clara Clifford, the cleaning lady, she saw everything. Basically, I need you to catch Claude Cooper, the kleptomaniac from Cleveland, who copped my clean copper clappers from the closed closet, as confirmed by Clara Clifford, the cleaning lady, and retrive my clean copper clappers so I can put then back in the closet."
"What?" Asked a confused Frank
"I believe- nay, I know- that my wife was murdered!"
"Um, she's right there."
"No, that's the woman I'm married to! My wife is..."
"Oh, forget it, let's go." said Tug.
They turned around to get in the car, but it suddenly exploded! The fireball cought the truck from the Crosby Oil Spil Cleanup Team, and it exploded in an even bigger fireball! I guess they cut COSCT's... yeah, no more puns.
Frank and Tug turned to see the old man brandishing a gun and laughing maniacally.
Meanwhile, bronze Mage was laughing... He couldn't help it, with the general's squeaky voice
"I'm telling you, I'm an effective battlefield leader, if I didn't have this accursed voice I'd be taken seriously!" He screamed
It's a tough job, but someone has to be the trivia guy. What do you mean it can't be me?!
Meanwhile..
"Well at least we still have the pickup truck back at the office", Tug said
"Tug this isn't the time, lets stop him before he hurts anyone else", said Frank as the duo ran after the crazy man with the gun...
"Good thing bad guys are terrible shots" Frank said. The old guy was shooting like crazy "why can't I hit you!?" He said
Frank had a couple explanations in mind, but didn't know which explanation was appropriate.
He took out a coin to flip "heads I explain "plot armor" tails I explain "stormtrooper effect" and frank flipped the coin.
But Frank dropped the coin down a sewage pipe, so Tug just tackled the man and they gave him over to the police.
Even though their first case was a bust, the local papers idolized the duo and they then got a flood of job requests.. Also the car was insured so they got their money back..
Meanwhile ..
Diesel 11 took care of Diesel 5000 XL's swearing, and came back to Frankentug Frank and Tug.
Meanwhile, Bronze mage was coming to a decision with these six new recruits.
"So, your decision on this second group of six?" Chessmaster asked
"I have decided that... they are worthy to be giving the Mown-tan Due."
But since that made no sense, this plot was left alone for the moment, and we return to Frank and Tug.
Frank and Tug had just been given their next case
"It's bad news! Someone has murdered the Dead sea! Wait, what?" a confused Frank asked.
"A Frank that's the rejected cases pile, the real job pile is over there", Tug replied
"Oh thanks Tug", Frank said as he picked out a better case from the pile.
"Our real next case is..."
finding Sherlock Holmes."
"WHAT?"
"Yes, he's disappeared."
"But he and Watson were at Rineback falls or something like that"
"Exactly! And they haven't been seen since!"
Meanwhile, Man In Blue had received an important message Man In White
"Based on what I saw in the Helmet, it seems that Hivemind is trying to harness the other prism's power... but what was disturbing is that I made out the words "the prism is supposed to be neutral, for use in both good and evil"
"That makes no sense; why would our prism have a morality check then? And a spirit who grants us these powers to fight for good. We need answers"
Man In Blue left to find the aliens; it was time to learn more about The Prism itself.
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Post by Toz76 on Sept 8, 2022 17:01:05 GMT -5
Chapter 15: Heinrich Bauer and the Tugs episode Diesel 10 was trying on the TTTE Wiki Forums, and not so happy. "I told them that I am Diesel 10, and then they tell me not to roleplay. I AM Diesel 10, I tell you!" ( ) Diesel 11 rolled in. "Brother, how are you able to type without fingers?" "Don't ask questions where you aren't able to handle the answer!" Diesel 10 replied hastily. "It's my claw! Plus, I've got an oversized keyboard." "Oh." Meanwhile the Detective Trio were about to leave for Reinbach Falls, when Watson came in. "Watson what happened and where's Sherlock?", asked D-11 "I'm sorry to say this but Sherlock is dead. He died by falling down the waterfall while fighting his nemesis Moriarty", Watson replied So D-11 went to mourn the death of his old friend, and departed for London with Watson Frank and Tug decided to follow up on other cases, but then they realized no crimes or mysteries that couldn't be solved by the police or the Colormen were commited on Sodor, so the Not So Private Eyes Detective Agency quickly went out of business sadly (though internationally the business hadn't been forgotten, so they kept to sign just in case). So Frank and Tug did their backup plan and opened up an engineering company whose name would be determined at a later date. (*any ideas for a name?) Tug had an idea for a vehicle that would pu their company on the map.... A Sea Train... Meanwhile ... Diesel 11 woke up. "Moriety? Reinbach Falls? That happened years ago! And Sherlock came out alive!" Just then, Frank woke up "Wait a minute? Sherlock Holmes? Dr Watson? Those are characters from the works of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle! Speaking of which..." Frank picked up a copy of "The Hound of Baskervilles" and began to read. "Now, where was I? Chapter six I think." Meanwhile, Diesel 11 decided to invite everyone to the new Sherlock Holmes Fan Forum: aconandoyle.proboards.comAs D-11 did that, Thomas, Henry and James were going smoothly with the girder train. "We're coming to the hill; get ready you two!" Henry called out to James and Thomas. "I'm ready!" Thomas called out as they three surged towards the hill. Then with a crash and a bang, they came off. "Darn it!" The writer suddenly stopped "wait, they shouldn't just "come off," accidents don't just happen! Hmm... What would cause this accident? A broken track? Hitting a bend too fast? Track obstruction? Maybe they should just go on normally?" So the writer made his decision... It was masterminded by the Fat Controller, who had decided he had had enough with these engines. "No no no, that's ridiculous!" The writer said, before settling on hitting a bend too fast. As the engines prepared to go over the hill, something had gone wrong. No one had noticed it at the time, but in addition to the 20 flatbeds of girders that were initially planned for the train, an extra six had been added to the train by mistake. The train was now heavier than anticipated. As they went down the hill, the engines began to lose control! "Too fast! Too fast!" Henry called out. "Brake Thomas! Brake!" James called to the back. Thomas had his brakes hard on, but it was not enough. Even with the three engines breaking, the heavy steel girders proved to be too much. They came to a bend, and suddenly there was a derailment. Henry, James, and the first nine girder trucks came right off the rails. Flatbeds ten partially derailed, but fortunately the rest stayed on the tracks. No one was seriously injured, but there was no time to lose. "There are no trains due through here for at least an hour, but we have to get the danger flags up now!" Thomas' driver said. Thomas' driver and the crews of Henry and James went to place the flags, Thomas' firemen went to phone for help. An emergency phone was not that far away. "While we wait, let's watch a movie," said Thomas. "What shall we watch?" asked Henry. "How about Shed 17? I've heard it's a good movie." "I've heard that it's super scary," said James. "Let's watch it!" "I don't know," said Henry, but no one listened to him. When the engines' crews returned, they found their engines looking quite shocked. Thomas mumbled something about "Skeletons breaking out of machines," Henry shut his and and said "S...C....R...A...P...!!" and James just kept screaming. "What's up with them?" asked the Driver. "Who cares?" Meanwhile at, the Tidmouth Naval Base, Eva the rail gun was being examined by Rear Admiral Gabriel Royle Rier, Commodore Rica Craig Wilson, and Midshipman Eve Trudie Darwin, of the random name generator. Munitions officer Thomas Myers came up to them "Admiral, I am afraid it is as bad as we thought; ammunition for this kind of gun has not been made since the 40s; so I have not been able to locate any for this gun. On top of that, since Schwerer Gustav and Dora were broken up after the war, that makes Eva here the only one" Thomas informed his superior officer. "I very smart-looking engine. I wonder..." "What?" "Are you sure Captain Myers?" "Positive; I'm afraid unless we can get the designs for the shells so we can make them ourselves, Eva here is pretty much the world's largest paper weight" Myers said. "Paper weight? PAPER WEIGHT?! I'll have you know that–" "Stow it, you!" At the opening of Frank and Tug's engineering company, they received a unique first order. "You want specially designed ammunition, but sir we're not a weapons manufac.. You're saying we're the closest thing on Sodor.. Alright then, we'll try, Goodbye", said Tug as he hung up he yelled, " Frank order some gunpowder and look up railguns, we got a very special order!" Meanwhile ... the Writer decided that it was time to take a break from the story line that was going on, and to make a TUGS episode instead. After this, he could return to the plot. So, he began the story: The Tugboat, for its size, is the most powerful craft to float, and the Star Tugs are the power behind the ships that make up the Bigg City port. This, is TUGS.
I remember one day, there was"Wait...this introduction won't work... I know! let's try..." It was a cool Autumn day in Bigg City, and the Star Tugs were at their dock, getting assigned their jobs. "Good morning Star Fleet!" "Good morning Captain Star!" "Right, we've got a full day ahead of us, but thankfully the winds are calm and the tide isn't acting up, so we won't have to worry about those. Hercules, There's a tramper that's gotta go out in an hour, will you be able to handle it on your own?" "Of course Captain Star, you've got nothing to worry about my dear." "Good. Get going before the harbor gets congested." And Hercules left. "Ten Cents, there is an important barge needed up river; important supplies for the new project, try and get it there before 3 if you can." "No problem sir... I just hope Shoepack isn't delivering any dynamite today." And Ten Cents left. "Warrior, daily garbage detail for you. Top Hat, you're on railway barges, and don't argue just go get Frank and Eddie" and the two tugs left. "Big Mac, pick up the steel for the new bridge; construction must remain on schedule and we need this contract." "Right away Captain." And Big Mac left. "O.J. last night a tramper ran onto shallow water in the estuary, see what you can do about rescuing it." And the paddle tug left without question. "Sunshine, they need Mighty Mo at the bridge; get him there, will you?" "Right away Captain" and Sunshine left. "And me Captain?" Grampus asked. "Scuttlebutt Pete is dredging in the bay; go make sure he doesn't drift too far" and Grampus left. In another part of Bigg City Port... the Z-Stacks were getting there orders. "Alll right, listen you tugboats: I've got a beeg job forr you." "Oh, dear," said Zug. "What waz that?" "Oh, uh, nothing, Sir." "Right! The Star Tugz have a beeg job today, and I want you to beat them." "Uh, oh, beat them? You mean like ram them into a dock, or–" "Shut up, Zip!!" "Oh, uh, sorry, Sir." "Now, as I was saying... "An Ocean Liner called the Queen Mary is due in port before the sunsets, I want you to keep the Star Tugs from being able to pull her in so we can get the contract and make some money, you got that?", said Captain Zero "Right!", replied the Zed Stacks as the left to go cause havoc for the Stars... Meanwhile the Coast Guard was approaching Izzy Gomez who was trying to sneak into port without a tow again. "Hold it right there Izzy! Trying to sneak into port again? I am warning you now, get a tow or you will be fined." Nearby, Zak had shown up. "You there, Z-stack, are you free to give Izzy a tow?" The Coast guard called out. Just then, Izzy scraped his side. Water was starting to come in. "Oh, dear," he said. "Z-Stack!" said the Coast Guard, "Help him!" But the Zak didn't hear – or didn't want to. "Bother!" said the Coast Guard, and he raced off to find another Tugboat. Nearby, O.J. was helping the tramper that was stuck in the shallow water... and he wasn't happy with who it turned out to be. "Dear oh dear, what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into this time Nantucket? Trouble seems to follow you where ever you go" "I was just fine last night!" the Old Dirt Bucket grumbled "You didn't notice where you were? you probably got stuck here when when the water went down after the tide went out" O.J. said as he continued to try and free Nantucket. Then the Coast Guard came up to him "Izzy Gomez is sinking! I need your help." "Right away!" And O.J. went away. Zebedee was working when he heard a familiar horn. "Oh, no," he said, "it's Johnny Cuba!" "Hey, what about me!" Nantucket called out "You're not going anywhere dirt bucket; you've got nothing to worry about" as O.J. and the Coast Guard went to Izzy. Fortunately, the situation was not as bad as it first appeared. "You're very lucky Izzy; you managed to contain the flooding to a single watertight compartment thanks to your bulkheads." O.J. pointed out. Izzy said nothing as O.J. towed him into port. The Coast Guard caught up with Zak, who seemed to be just sailing aimlessly around the estuary. "Ahoy there, you. Zak, you are under arrest!" "What?! On what charge?" "Ignoring a distress signal. I'm taking you in immediately, now come on Zak, you've got a lot to answer for." "Oh no, Captain Zero isn't going to like this" Zak said as he was taken away. Zorran, who was nearby, listened to everything. "You idiot! Not helping with a tow because you are on a job is one thing, but you never ignore a distress call!" The Z-stacks may have been more deceitful and devious than the Stars, but even Zorran knew there were some lines not meant to be cross. Meanwhile with Zebedee, he knew Cuba was bad news, and wasn't about to make the same mistake twice. "Not him again! I'd better get out of here and warn the coast guard" Zebedee said as he started making a full turn towards port. He wanted as much distance as possible between him and Cuba. Meanwhile, Lord Stinker... Was collecting the rubbish with Warrior. "Do be careful Warrior, we don't need an accident today." Lord Stinker reminded the tug. They were making good time when they saw O.J. Pulling in Izzy. "suffering Stacks! What happened O.J.?" "Izzy scraped his side and started sinking." Just then Zorran came up. "Well, well, well, what have we here?" "Izzy's got flooding in a compartment; he's got to get to Lucky's now." O.J. Informed. "how are you holding up Izzy?" "At least I've only got one compartment flooded." Izzy said. Zorran then said... "I always knew this would happen, Izzy. You ought to get scrapped." Burk and Blair came up. "I think I heard someone say 'scrap', Mr. Blair." "I did too, Mr. Burk." *Burke "Back of you two, Izzy may be sneaky but even he doesn't deserve the scrapyard just yet. Now get out of my way, Izzy's got to get to Lucky's before something bad happens" O.J. told the scrap tugs. "Relax O.J., you said yourself Izzy's got the flooding contained to a single compartment; the only way it could get worse is if a bulkhead were to collapse, and that's not going to happen" Lord Stinker assured. O.J. set off again. On the nearby Zero dock, the Coast Guard's messenger was delivering a message to Captain Zero. "Arrested?! Why was my tug arrested!?" He fumed. "Because he didn't help out when I told him to." "Grr!" said Captain Zero. "Where'z Burke and Blair?" "You're not thinking of–" "Yes, I am! And eet's none of your buzness, so..." "Get back to work!" Meanwhile Ten Cents was delivering his barge when he ran into Billy Shoepack Billy said... "Hello Ten Cents; where are those supplies going?" "Oh hi Billy, these supplies are going to that new project; Captain said to get them there by three." "Ah, yes." "And watch out with that dynamite!" "You Don't have to tell me twice Billy; I just hope these tools help with that project." Ten Cents said as he carefully maneuvered around Shoepack; dynamite had its uses, but there wasn't a need for it today. Down at the port, Zak had been detained and was being questioned by the Coast Guard. "You know very well that you are not supposed to ignore a distress signal Zak, why didn't you come to Izzy's aid?" He said firmly. "I didn't hear you call." "What do you mean you didn't hear me?" The Coast Guard wasn't buying any of it "you were looking right at me when I called out to you; so you knew about the distress signal; now why didn't you answer?" Captain Zero being down a tug was certainly a pain in the neck, but the Star Tugs already had enough work to do that they couldn't even give them a thought. By now, O.J. had returned to Nantucket, who was still stuck in the estuary. Hercules had finished taking the tramper out and was on his way back when he passed by O.J. "Hercules! Nantucket won't come free; give me a hand, will you?" the paddler called to his fellow star tug. "Right, then," and Hercules came over. "One, two, three!" And they pulled. They pulled hard; and eventually Nantuket began to move. "We've got it O.J. my dear, just a little more!" Hercules called out. "It's working! Come on, get me out of here!" Nantucket shouted. Just then, they noticed the cable was starting to snap. "Oh, no!" they cried. Warrior suddenly appeared. "Warrior, help us!" cried O.J. "Ok, I'm on my way!" He called out. The three tugs finally freed Nantucket. "Thank you star tugs... no I suppose one of you has got to tow me into port?" The old dirt bucket asked. "Those are the rules and you know it, m'dear. O.J. I assume you've got this? I'm going to go refill my coal then report to captain Star. Warrior, aren't you supposed to be on garbage detail?" "I was told there was a liner that needs garbage unloaded so I was to sail here immediately to get it; did you see where it was waiting?" Warrior asked. "It was right over– watch out!" Warrior hit the sandbank. "Oh, no," he said. "How are we ever going to get you out?" "Is it just me, or are way too many accidents happening today?" Warrior asked? "Don't worry Warrior, I've still got a fair amount of coal; I'll get you out in no time m'dear" Hercules said; his coal bunkers were half full, so he easily had enough time to do this. Plus warrior was significantly smaller than Nantucket; an easy task for an ocean tug like Hercules. Soon the day was over. The Star Tugs had gotten the contract, and the Z-Stacks had yet again been knocked down a notch or two. All the TUGS had learned a good lesson – no matter if there was trouble, they could always accomplish things. The End ************************************* At the accident site, the engine crews had just placed the danger flags. "Phew; that should warn any incoming engines." James and Henry's crews began feeling the engines over, looking for any damage; James was feeling a strange sense of de ja vu. Thomas took the undamaged flatbeds and put them in a siding out of the way. Ř∂ †˙å†Æß ∑˙´˜ ˆ† 嬬 ∑´˜† ∑®ø˜©≥≥≥ "What the? Why am I suddenly writing in wing dings?" A confused writer asked himself Meanwhile, the Numbered Diesels... Were up to no good.. "What are we doing?" "We are poisoning the coal, remember? Adding Diesel Fuel to mess up the pressure and blow them up?" "Would that work?" "DIE, VILE FIENDS!" This last came from Hessenhessen. She was determined to "slay the demon engines", and decided to start with Diesel 1 and 10! Diesel 1 quickly dodged, as Diesel 10 reached out and grabbed Hessenhessen. "Scissors won't work this time, writers, my tubes have been reinforced." Diesel 10 said to nobody in particular. At the accident site, the danger flags were up, and Thomas had shunted the last of the undamaged flatbeds out of the way. "Phew; that took a while." Thomas said. One of James' crewmen filled him in on the situation. "Murdoch is on the way to collect these flatbeds; he finished his train early. And Duck is on the way with the breakdown train." He said. Just then, a Flatbed of Fear began to growl. "What?" "My stomach is growling" a crewman said; this was usually his lunch time. At last, Duck arrived with the breakdown train, and Murdoch arrived to take the girders away Sir Topham Hatt arrived to see the accident; he was shocked with what he saw. But then he counted the flatbeds. "Wait a minute; your train has too many girder loads! This was not your fault, any of you; someone simply shunted too many girder loads for all of you to handle" Hatt explained. "Okay then, can you lift us up." "Nope," said a workman. "Why not?!" "It's time for tea!" Hatt gave them a cold glare. "Uh, I mean, yes, we will have you two up shortly." The breakdown train was brought into position. First to be rescued was James. However, James accidently {spoiler} Meanwhile TGC was in Sir Topham Hatt's office. "If I recall correctly, last time I saw you you were being tackled by that lunatic with the swearing diesel?" Sir Topham Hatt asked "Correct, now, just wondering, why did you call me in here?" TGC asked. "It's been a while since Nick has been brought here and I was wondering if you had a spare engine for passenger duties?" Sir Topham Hatt replied. "Quicksilver is still being redesigned but I do have a diesel railcar I saved from scrap and nearly got murdered over, will she do?" TGC asked. "It will do just fine, what is her name?" Sir Topham Hatt asked. "Clara." TGC replied. "Hmm... I heard Daisy talking about a Clara once... Ah never mind, bring her over tomorrow." Sir Topham Hatt said. Meanwhile, the star tugs... Were wondering about an old friend "Say, what do you think happened to Sally the seaplane?" Sunshine asked "You forgot?" said OJ. "There was an explosion out at sea a while back. She went down with all crew...." The Star Tugs held a moment of silence for their friend. "wait a minute; I'm trying to get her in the story; what am I doing?" The writer said as he went to fix it. "OJ, I think your thinking of Kraka Toa" Ten Cents pointed out. OJ was embarrassed "oops, youre right Ten Cents, sorry about that" "Hmm... You know? I don't think any of us know what happened to Sally." Sunshine noticed Meanwhile in Germany: "Are you sure you want to go through with this?" The younger gentleman asked the older gentleman "I am so broke I can barely afford a single meal a day; I have been reduced to a loaf of bread, half a pound of cheese and a pound of ham per week, and I only have a week left to pay my water and electric before they shut them off". The older man said. Heinrich Bauer was once a respected engineer, and had a steady job. A series of personal tragedies ruined him though, and now the 74 year old was in a small house, just barely getting by. His pride and joy, Diesel 0, the first engine capable of moving on its own, was the only thing of value he had left. "$2000; that's its value." "I cannot say no; I am too desperate at this point" the old man said. A few days later, Diesel 0 was brought to the scrapyard. It was only a matter of time. On Sodor, D-11 was in a meeting with some people. though he hadn't quite recovered all his old assets yet, he had enough to resume his old job. He was meeting with some people from one of his recently re-acquired companies. "And so you see sir, if you will just give us the $800,000, we can invest in newer machines and increase productivity 41%" the representative said. "Let me think about this." Meanwhile, Hans Rotzkor was busy at the Scrapyard, when he noticed a sad, forlorn-looking diesel. "That looks like one of those diesels my boss enjoys..." Back in the meeting, Diesel 11 was feeling hot. "Would you fellows care for something to drink?" Just then his cell phone rang. "Just a minute, let me take this call. Why, hello, Hans!...." Around that time, Heinrich was looking over a book. "The Complete History of Reginald Walkins and his Numbeted Diesels" by Walter Simmons. He had highlighted a few words of a small paragraph. "In the early 1960s, Watkins visited West Germany, where he met a brilliant German engineer who developed exactly the kind of automated programming system Watkins had been looking for. This engineer, though highly respected and brilliant, never could get the system to work quite right, and his prototype never entered service. Watkins bought the schematics and plans of this gentleman for $400; and from here, Watkins' idea finally had to potential to come to fruition." "I hold nothing against him... But could they have at least bothered to mention me by name and talk about my role in the creation of the numbered diesels?" A small house, and a nameless mention in a book... That was all he had to show for his work. Back on Sodor, D-11 was talking to his worker. "So, how's your Germany scrapyard adventure going?" D-11 asked? In the background, the scrapyard owners were talking about breaking Diesel 0 up "in 3 weeks or so" "Well, there's something that will interest you immensely." "I'm listening." Hans's voice became little more than a whisper. "It's the Prototype Numbered Diesel..." "Come again?" "From what the scrapyard owner is telling me, they bought this Diesel from an engineer named Heinrich Bauer, and..." "Did you say Heinrich Bauer?!" D-11 said, shocked. "Yes, I did. He apparently created this diesel, but wasn't able to figure out part of it." "Oh, hold on." Hans came up to the scrap dealers "How much for this engine?" "$3000; cash." Hans checked his budget "I... Only have $800" "No deal." "Bad news sir, I don't have enough cash on me." Hans told D-11 "Write out a check and I'll send the money to you." "Well isn't that something! I actually brought it today..." Hans tried to hand over the check "I told you earlier; cash only" the scrapper said. "Uh oh, the boss isn't going to like this" Hans said. He explained. "All right," said Diesel 11, "could you hand them the phone? I'd like to speak with them myself..." "It's for you" Hans told the scrapper "This is Otto, how can I be of assistance?" The scrapper said. Diesel 11 went right down to business. "All right; I will be there in two days." And D-11 hung up the phone. "Time for a business trip." D-11 said to himself. And he went to go pack some bags. "Where are you going?" asked Diesel 12. "Germany; there's an engine that has caught my interest; and a man I should meet if I have the time." D-11 said. He had stopped by the numbered diesels shed before going to the airport "ENGINE?!" exclaimed Diesel 5000 XL. "Why do you need another @#$%ing engine?! You have us!" Diesel 11 facepalmed. "If what I suspect is correct, this is one of your brothers; the oldest of all of you" D-11 said "So I'm not the oldest?" Diesel 1 asked "No, actually." Diesel 5000 XL was most embarrassed for his outburst, and the others teased him long after Diesel 11 had left for the airport... D-11 got to the airport. He didn't recover any of his private jets yet, so he had to fly in a regular plane. (Hours later) D-11 arrived in Germany. He took a cab to a local hotel, and checked in. "I'd go to that scrapyard today, but this jet lag is killing me" D-11 said. So he just called Hans. "Hello? Hans?" "You're in Germany already sir?" "Yes. I'm coming to the Scrapyard tod–" "I'm very sorry sir, but you see, they scrapped him by mistake!" "WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!" "Gotcha! That's for forgetting my birthday last week! Anyway, they're holding him for three weeks then they'll scrap him if he's not bought. I assume you'll be coming here tomorrow? "You know, I think I'll come right over. I don't want anything wrong to happen!" "Will you be fine with the jet lag sir?" "I never have jet lag at first. It comes later in the day." (That's a Diesel 11 true fact; I'm fine for a while, and only then do I become sleepy.) "I guess I'll see you in a while then". Hans said before hanging up. "My boss should be here in 1 or 2 hours." He told the scrapers. The scrappers scowled as Hans walked away. "I say we scrap him now!" "So do I!" And the two men walked over to Diesel 0 with evil intents.... "He's on hold for three weeks!!" The supervisor boomed from the office. "Ugh". The workers groaned Diesel 11 arrived. "Hello, I'm here about the Diesel." "Supervisor is in his office." The worker said. And D-11 went up to the man's office. "Guten tag, I am Fritz, how can I help you today?" "Ya, Fritz! Es ist gut dish vieder zu zien!" "Now, what brings you to my scrapyard?" "It's about that Diesel..." "That one? Ah yes, the poor man. It was quite a marvel back in the day; never saw service, but it's capable of moving on its own without a driver. That poor Heinrich though; can't even afford to get a decent meal these days; this was the last thing he had that was of value; gave him two grand for it." Fritz explained to D-11. "Well, I'll give you three grand for it." "It's just a pile of rust and metal at this point, but if you want it, it's yours" Fritz replied. Outside, since the workers were just doing their jobs, one took a can of spraypaint and spelled "derelict" on the side. "I looked at the engine on this thing... its caked in rust, it won't be going anywhere for a long time" the worker explained. Meanwhile, Frank and Tug were finishing up the shell casings for the Eva the Railgun. "Man it was nice that those guys at the Sodor Ironworks took our order for that many custom made shells", said Frank "Well they have an excess of spare scrap they love to melt down, plus it was great the military paid for it. All we have to do is finish loading the gunpowder, then we can send it over to the base. Seems our engineering business is paying off, maybe we can use the money we earn to start work on my Sea Train idea", replied Tug "Sure thing, after we pay off expenses of course", Frank responded "Of course" Frank was checking out some of the produced shells. "Man, I hope these work out... without the original schematics we had nothing to go on, except for a shell at the Imperial War museum in London" Frank Said to himself. Meanwhile the accident on the NWR was... Under control; Thomas became Murdoch's back engine to deliver the intact girder trucks, and the breakdown train was cleaning up the mess. Duck had brought the breakdown train and now was taking away any flatbeds that came off the rails; if they were intact, he put them in a siding; broken flatbeds were left aside. James was the first being helped onto the rails. Back in Germany, Diesel 11 handed Fritz the money. "It's a pleasure doing business with you, sir." Outside, a Frail old man had come to the Scrapyard; Heinrich Bauer wanted to see his pride and joy one last time; as far as he knew, this was Diesel 0's last few days. "You were my greatest accomplishment; I wish there was more I could do for you" he said sadly. "Papa..." The diesel said sadly. (German for "daddy") from the office, D-11 saw the old man near the diesel "Who the heck is that?" He said to himself. D-11 was heading outside anyway, to meet Diesel 0. "Hello, who are you?" "I'm Heinrich Bauer, and I wanted to see my old Diesel one last time...." "Well you can see him more than one last time, my friend. I've just bought him to reunite him with his brothers." Heinrich and Diesel 0 beamed. "Oh, thank you, sir!" "...And," continued Diesel 11, "considering that you are an, erm, 'old friend' of the Diesels, I'd like you to come back with me." "Do you mean it?" "Yes indeed!" It was a very happy occasion when Diesel 11 returned....
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Post by Toz76 on Nov 13, 2022 1:37:22 GMT -5
Chapter 16: Godred's Arc, Quicksilver Returns, Bauer Gets A Happy Ending, and Eva Shoots Up- but more importantly, John Felton!!!! The most interesting and important 3WSR character! The Culdee Fell engines have been quite overlooked lately, so let's point the story at them, shall we? One day, Culdee was at the top station when Patrick came up. "Guess what!" "What?" "There's an old friend of yours coming!" "Who?" "Godred!" "Godred?! I thought they used all his parts to mend us!" "Apparently not! They took him out of the shed, and since you didn't see him anymore, you just thought that he was gone for good. In reality, someone had bought him, and has now finished repairing him. He's returning!!" Culdee was amazed! "Wait, didn't we establish this already?" "Well yes, but what happened was Godred began suffering mechanical failures, and since the steamworks had other projects going on another party took him and gave him his overhaul" "Amazing! I hope he's humbled down though". Culdee said ****************************************** In Germany, Heinrich invited D-11 to his home. "You'll have to forgive me; I can only offer water. Since today is Thursday I have little food in the house." "Huh?" A confused D-11 asked "I have been forced to live off of a pound of ham, half a pound of cheese and a loaf of bread per week" he explained "it's been that way for about a year; and I already had my ration for the day" "Oh, don't worry about that! I'm not hungry at the moment anyway. I'll take you out to dinner presently. After all, you're coming to live with me, correct?" "You've invited me, and I've – as you say – RSVPed!" "Good, good!" **************** Back on Culdee Fell, the manager came to see the engines. "I presume you've heard..." "Yes indeed, Sir!" The Culdee Fell engines were glad that at last, Godred would run again. Meanwhile, some Colormen were in a fight with the new recruits of the VEC. stormtrooper was blasting away with his laser rifle... And not hitting a darn thing. "Seriously?" A confused Man In Red said. Captain Hypoglycemia was fighting Man In Crimson, and winning. "You're going down little man! Nothing can stop me!!! Noth..." And he fainted. "Phew." Man In Crimson sighed with relief. "Surrender evil scum! Or face the wrath of me! The man in Navy Blue!" A Colorman screamed, "Man in Baby Blue! What have we told you about impersonating other colors?" Man In Green fumed. "But I'm such an unintimidating color!!" He complained. "Honor your heritage!" Man in Egyptian Blue said. "At least you're not the Man In Fuzzy Wuzzy" he added. Egyptian Blue was fighting The Fist. "My right hook will knock you into next week!" He screamed as he went in for a punch. Egyptian Blue dodged, and The Fist lost his balance and fell. By dumb luck, his fist got stuck in a log. "Really?" He asked himself, trying to get his fist free. short fuse set off his bombs... Everyone was covered in soot, but no one was hurt. Man In Yellow was fighting Doctor Laser. "I'll hit you here!" And he shot a laser at Yellow's chest. "I'll hit you there!" And he pointed a laser at Yellow's nose. "I'll hit you EVERYWHERE!!" And he used all ten of his fingers to point to various body parts. "Seriously? Laser pointers?" Yellow asked as he aimed his bow. "It's still a useful power!!" He blurted out, embarrassed. Catherine and Rodney the interns were sitting on the sidelines out of the way. "Why are we here again?" Catherine asked "Probably to clean up the mess after this fight is over" Rodney observed. Lightning man began to summon lightning storms to attack the Colormen. "DASFERNIA!" He chanted, and lighting came from the clouds!!... And hit Ocean Man. "Oh dear, SORRY!!" He called out. Ocean Man fell on the ground in pain. Man In Brown was fighting Owl Man. "Can't you do more than Turn your head like that?" A confused Man In Brown asked. "...maybe." He replied hastily. In the distance, The General was shouting orders. "Keep the pressure on them!" He was screaming; but no one took him seriously with his squeaky voice. Finally, Sticky hands was in combat, he leaned against a tree to rest... And found his hand stuck to the tree trunk. "Why does this always happen?!" He screamed in frustration. In the distance, Bronze Mage sighed. "If we weren't desperate for members, I would kick them right out of the VEC." He said to himself. Meanwhile, the Culdee Fell engines were talking. "I wonder what it'll be like having Godred back," said Ernest. "Yes," said Shane Dooiney, "I remember how horrid he used to be. Such a prideful thing!" Meanwhile the shells had just been delivered to Eva... Back in Germany, Diesel 0 was being put on a ship. And Diesel 11 was...was...was... If you want Diesel 11 to sing in a musical number, text "3WSRONE" if you want Diesel 11 to have a conversation with Heinrich, text "3WSRTWO" if you want Diesel 11 to put a bucket over his head and start river dancing, text "3WSRTHREE" ... Time's up, thanks for voting! Diesel 11 takes a bucket, puts it on his head, Irish music starts playing and Diesel 11 begins to river dance "Uh, boss, what are you doing?" A confused Hans asked, who just entered the room. Diesel 11 sends Frank an angry PM, then gets back to the story. The Culdee Fell engines were waiting when suddenly.... there he was! Godred, the Culdee Fell number one! Ernest, Wilfred, Culdee, Shane Dooiney, Patrick, Alaric and Eric were all there waiting for him. Godred looked at them. "Who are you?" he asked. "I'm Patrick." "I'm Eric." "I'm Alaric." "It's great to have you back after all these years," said Culdee. "So what's happened since I was gone?" Godred asked "Apparently, only enough to fill one book" Culdee observed. "What do you mean?" Godred asked "Well... New engines came in, Patrick had an accident and he saved a mountain climber by going over Devil's back in a storm." Wilfred added. "All these years... You've only got three stories to tell me?" Godred asked. "Yeah it seems not really much happens on a mountain railway..." After 2 days Diesel 0 arrived at Brendam Docks where he was unloaded by Cranky and taken to the Dieselworks by Diesel 11. "Welcome!", shouted all the Numbered Diesels, then a big party occurred to celebrate the meeting of young and old and the addition of two new friends. Heinrich came to work for D-11 as the caretaker for Diesel 0 while Diesel 0 was being repaired. Heinrich also came to live with D-11 finally ending this subplot. Back to Eva, the Military base received the first shipment of ammo. Frank was explaining how they had to make do when... "Sir sir sir!! Great news! I got in contact with Krupp (who made the German rail guns), they finally found the schematics for these shells, look!" "NOW they find them?!" Frank said in shock and utter disbelief. Back at the CFR... "Well," said Culdee, "I hear that plans are being made to make a novel all about YOUR life, Godred." "What? Me?" "Yes, you. It's being written by someone named Biblically Accurate Angel, I believe." "I hope he gets all his facts straight." Coming soon! The Life and Times of Godred the Mountain Engine Coming soon to the 3WSR Railway Series Novels! Godred was home, and all was well. Back at the Military base, Eva the rail gun was getting ready for a live firing test. "It is and for a patch of empty ocean; it will cause no damage to private or public propery" the gunnery officer announced "Ok; load the shell!" The commanding officer yelled. They loaded it in and — "What the heck are you doing you fool?!" — someone was at Eva's controls! He turned her 'round, and then, BOOM!! *ring ring "Huh?" The writer's telephone rang. "Hello? Oh, Dr. Williams, how are you? Yes, thank you for being the story's historical advisor. What? We did something wrong? The gun can't turn around? Can only go up and down? It needs to do what to turn around? Oh, I see. Thank you Dr. Williams, I'll correct that immediately." ... They loaded it and... "Hey, what are you doing you fool?!" Unable to turn the gun around, the lunatic was apprehended by the military police and taken away. The gunnery officer checked the sights "water still empty sir!" "Excellent. Now on my command only, prepare to fire." The test for Eva were a success and she was readied for future action. Anyways, during the night a rain storm erupted, and in the night, with a dimly lit lantern, the Man in Steel approached an old, strange gypsy cart. Steel was greeted by a young girl who said, "Hello Steel, what have you come for today, is it the usual?" Steel replied, "Yeah Ruth, I need information but for different matters today, can I speak with Adriana?" "Sure, she's right in there", so Steel entered the next, covered section of the cart In there sat a table where a woman was at one end. She said, "Sit down Steel, I could see you were coming.." "Obviously, you are the Soothsayer, now tell me what I need to know" "Alright... I will tell you what I see on this Horned One or Metalicana you search for...." Meanwhile, the VEC were preparing to leave. "Vivian, Inferno and the new recruits will stay behind. The rest of us will travel in groups of two or three. I've made a list of likely locations. We need more recruits, and we won't find any on Sodor!" Before bronze Mage would leave though, he wanted to assess the new recruits; their last battle taught him much about the recruits' potential. Since the battle from the last page had ended, Catherine and Rodney were cleaning up the mess. "You see, this is what I was talking about" the general said angrily "if you could just take me seriously we'd be more effective in battle" he screamed. "Maybe stop sounding like a chipmunk and we'll listen" Sticky hands quipped. "Uuggghhhh" ocean man screamed in pain. "I say it's stormtrooper's fault; he can't hit a darn thing!" the fist complained "At least My hand is not stuck in a log" Stormtrooper quipped "Will you all be quiet!! You sound like a bunch of..." And captain Hypoglycemia fainted again. "ENOUGH!!!" The Bronze Mage boomed as he appeared. "Be glad that the VEC is shorthanded, otherwise I'd fry all of you myself!!" "Kids show" Rodney reminded "As long as the death isn't gory, it's ok" Bronze Mage replied. "At least I think that's how it works now; it's been confusing recently." Bronze Mage noted. "Anyway, I think I have figured out ways for most of you to actually be useful." Bronze Mage said. Meanwhile, Raios was sitting in a different tree, listening in on the Bronze Mage's words... "Good thing I have my shadows listening everywhere, while they're away, I guess this is my opportunity to assemble my Master's forces... But knowing him he won't make a move until "That Beast" is defeated... I guess I'll just bide my time a little longer...", and he disappeared back into the shadows... Anyways... Dr. Hypoglecima was being treated by Sickoia. "If we could cure your disease, you would be a powerful ally in battle. I will begin work on a magical cure." Elsewhere, Vivian was teaching Dr. Laser how to intensify the strength of his laser bolts, Chessmaster was trying to figure out how to fix the General's speech impediment, and Ocean Man was spying on a group of Colorfolk at Brendam- underwater! The Bronze mage had ideas for the others, but Stormtrooper and the interns had him drawing a complete blank. "I guess Stormtrooper aim next to your target and maybe then you'll actually hit something... And I guess you two interns could get the word out about our group and create some good promotional material for new members", said the Bronze Mage ramblingly So Stormtrooper tried this idea and now hit his actual targets 65% of the time instead of 0%, and the interns created some trendy PowerPoint presentations and pamphlets for potential new members Bronze Mage looked over the twelve "Ok, so Sickoia is helping Captain Hypoglycemia, Vivian is helping Dr. Laser, Chessmaster is helping the general, Ocean man is spying, Stormtrooper is actually starting to hit things, Catherine and Rodney are handling recruitment, that leaves: Sticky hands Owl man Lightning Man The Fist Short fuse "Hey fist, what's your problem?" Bronze Mage called out "I'm a capable fighter as a boxer, and my right hand is many times the size of a normal hand. But because it is so large, I have trouble doing a lot of simple tasks. Also, since my left hand is normal size, I have a lot of trouble with balance." He explained. "and you owl man, can you do anything besides turn your head like an owl?" "well, I can jump 5 times higher than a normal person and am proficient in attacking pressure points" he said. bronze Mage face palmed "why didn't you bring that up earlier?!" So the Bronze Mage had Owl Man train with Hohenheim, who had just randomly showed up after being separated from Hivemind, since the Blood Alchemist was a decent melee fighter. For Sticky Hands, the Bronze Mage made him wear gloves that got stuck to his hands so he no longer would get stuck to things he touched, this slightly reduced his power, so he had Sticky Hands train with Hohenheim to be also a better melee fighter. So now his name only meant he was a good thief. For Short Fuse, the Bronze Mage called a therapist to help him get out his issues, which surprisingly helped calm him down, but he still had no idea on what to do with Lightning Man and The Fist... "That still doesn't help with my bombs" short fuse pointed out. When his bombs went off, they covered opponents in soot and smoke, (basically, the bombs go off a la looney tunes) "And I can conjure lightning; I just can't seem to aim it" lightning man added. Meanwhile on Culdee Fell.... "So what were you doing all those years, Godred." "Well... ... It's a very long story; let's wait till tonight when all of us are in the shed then I can tell all of you" "Ok Godred." Culdee said Meanwhile, the numbered diesels that we're currently owned by D-11 had a very special visitor. It was an older British gentleman named Reginald Walkins. "Hello diesels" he said to his former engines. "Father!!" They exclaimed together (note: Diesel 0 is elsewhere now, getting repairs.) That evening, on Culdee Fell... "All right, so this is what happened after I disappeared from the shed..." Godred talked for many hours about the years between when he was removed from the shed, his eventual repairs, the cameo he had the in the now lost arc of 3WSR and his return here. "Wow, sounds like an incredible adventure." Ernest said. "It certainly was" Godred replied Meanwhile, the Duke of Buckingham was about to sail out of port, when John Felton came up to him and stabbed him in the heart. "For Milady!" he cried. The Duke fell dead. John Felton, the alternate universe Man In Blue, was traveling through the dimensions with alternate Man In Bright Turquoise. "Okay, the next dimension is designated "3-WS'R". There is another faction of colorfolk there, which is good-aligned and allied with that universes Diesel 11." "Well, if I'm going to kill every Diesel 11 throughout the multiverse, I may need some backup. Transport 50 of our strongest colorfolk to that dimension with us." Suddenly it all made sense – John Felton, in the book The Three Musketeers, fell in love with the evil Milady, and killed the Duke of Buckingham for her. So HE was the original Colorman! The writer looked over his "recap notes." "Wait, there's at least a dozen plots going on; I should really finish a couple of them before starting a new one." In a worksheet, Quicksilver's repairs were almost finished; another week and he would be ready to go. TGC entered. "Hello, Quicksilver!" "Hello..... Sir?" "I see your repairs are coming along splendidly; another week or so and you should be fine" TGC said. "Thank you sir." "Your new tender will be fabricated soon too; you'll feel as good as new, I assure you." "Thank you sir; it will be wonderful to be working again." quicksilver said. ************ Diesel 10 was busy working at the Sodor Island Scrapyards. "Grr," he said, "I always have to do this." "Well there aren't too many places where we can work, now is there?" Diesel 11 called from a few tracks away. Diesels 10, 11 and 12 all worked here; shunting cars and loading them. On Culdee Fell, Godred was making a historic trip – his first in a long time! The passengers were excited, and they proceeded. Then, halfway up the mountain, Godred hit something. "Ouch!" he said, and then "OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" as he fell over and down the mountain. The Manager WAS surprised. "I'm shocked, SHOCKED, that it happened a second time, Godred." Godred just groaned. An inspection yielded surprising findings. "This rail has been bent out of shape; twisted to give way. The coach by some miracle did not go over, but the rail must have given out under Godered's larger mass. It's a miracle no one died." Now none of the crew wanted to drive him... They thought of Godred as a jinx now; he was very sad. Repairs went underway for the damaged track; some suggested it was sabatoge, others said age. A week later, the track was deemed safe again. "Godred, I'm sorry to tell you this, but we can't fix you." "W-w-w-what?!" Meanwhile, Quicksilver was at last repaired, and ready for service. His engine started up for his last test — then smoke poured out. "What's wrong now?!" cried the Foreman. "Hello? Oh, Dr. Ferris... Yes, we appreciate you becoming our steam engine history and technical consultant. What? He doesn't have an engine? But then... Oh, he IS the engine. You've been seeing that mistake in the main canon a lot too? Ok, thank you, I'll correct that." The writer said as he fixed his mistake. "Quicksilver was starting up. Smoke started pouring out. "Is something wrong with his engine?" A worker asked "He is a steam engine; he is the engine!" Another corrected him. "Well we're burning coal, there is supposed to be smoke." The supervisor said. "Ok, let's get the boiler warmed up then we'll do the first tests." The driver replied. Then something snapped, and steam started to wheesh everywhere. "OooooH!!" groaned Quicksilver. Meanwhile, Sir Topham Hatt was spending time with his grandchildren. He had taken them to the Magykka Museum to teach them a little of Sodor's earliest history, and then they went to Sudrian Selects for ice cream. "Hello, Mr. Wilson!" "Hello, Mr. Hatt! What would you and your grandchildren like today?" "One strawberry, one vanilla, and one double-chocolate caramel sprinkled dipped neapolitan, mint chocolate chipped, cookie dough, and birthday cake mega cone." "Coming right up!" "How are the kids?" asked Sir Topham Hatt when they'd gotten their ice cream. "The babies are fine; Jen is watching them right now" Mr. Wilson Then remembered "oh, I am very sorry Mr Hatt, but we don't have Caramel; we never could get it quite right, it always clumped." He explained. "Never mind then." [HASH]Diesel11 enters a bar... Meanwhile, with Quicksilver "I think it has to do with the firebox, it's too small for a tender engine." "We could-" "no, we are not making him a black 5, Jeremy" "I've had this idea for a while, if the firebox is too small for a tender engine then the answer is simple, we don't make him a tender engine" TGC said. "What? That's even more insane than my-" "Jeremy..." "Ok..." "The idea is farfetched, but it's better than making another Henry." TGC said. "Besides, we could use some other type of coal, maybe that coal that makes all the smoke, make a ventilation system to improve its consistency, and-" "Doesn't bad coal effect engines in more ways than the smoke?" "I have heard of certain engines trying to find bad coal, such as that German engine. I think if you get too much bad coal it gets bad, but the ventilation system would vent out the bad stuff and make the engine be stronger than most tender engines, with less coal." TGC said. "Now, let's get started on the redesign." Meanwhile, Puffa was getting off Misty Island when he saw a familiar engine. "Marklin?" Puffa said. "I'm surprised you haven't found me yet" Marklin said. "Well, I did miss you but I'm glad you went away because Cuba isn't here to supply you with your bad coal." Puffa said... Realizing that a conversion to a tank engine just wasn't practical, the problems with the firebox were fixed, after a regular A4 firebox was found and fitted, and at last Quicksilver was back in business. "All right, let's go on a test run" the driver said. Meanwhile, Man In Bole was getting ready to show the other Colormen his invention. "And here it is, my banana-sharpener-nose-warmer-pudding-maker-9000!" "Okay then..............................." Meanwhile; "Say, where did you find a new firebox for me anyway?" Quicksilver asked. "The schematics for your class still exist; so we had a new one built, just for you. You're lucky, the steamworks is one of the few facilities still capable of work like this" a worker explained. TG C was meeting with Sir Topham Hatt "Have you found any new engines?" Hatt asked TGC. "And if it's not s problem, I'd like an update on the engines you have rescued." Before TGC could reply, in came a banana-peeling-nose-warming-pudding-making runaway machine, which crashed into the far wall and exploded. "NOOOOOOOO!" screamed Man In Bole. "NOOOÔÖOÒÓŒØŌOÕOOO!" cried STH. "Back to the drawing board..." Man In Bole sighed. Meanwhile, at another location... [HASH]Frank was talking with [HASH]Toz. The two of them were arguing about the [HASH]NumberedDiesels. "I want to creat Diesel 9!" "No, I want to create Diesel 9!" "Wait, why are we arguing, we have other plots to take care of!" "Plots?" "Oh, right, I'll explain later" Frank said; he still hadn't told the others of his fourth wall awareness. Meanwhile with the rail gun... the men had gotten everything set up, when BOOM!! "Ah! What was that?!" "Gentleman, that was a simulated gunshot" and the commanding officer turned off the stereo. "it is important that the lot of you get used to hearing Eva's shooting; otherwise you will not be able to operate her effectively" he explained. CommentQuoteEditlikedislikePost OptionsPost by The Number of the Eyes on Nov 13, 2015 at 6:21pm "Okay." "What did he say?" "He said that—" "What are you saying?" "Can't you hear me?" "What?!" "Oh no – you've gone deaf!" "WHAT?!" "I said you've gone..." "Ha ha! Got you! That's for forgetting my birthday on Tuesday!!" the private first class said angrily. The other man promptly through him over the wall. ******************************* Diesel 5000 XL left the Dieselworks. Diesels 10, 11, and 12 hadn't returned, and he was worried. At the Numbered Diesels shed, eventually the three of them showed up. "Sorry about that; a load of old machinery came in from the mainland; there was more scrap than usual today and it made us go to overtime" Diesel 11 explained. Meanwhile, at the Colorfolk Archives, Man In Gold had found something he'd never seen before. "Oh my gosh!" he said as he read it. "There aren't just 300 Colormen. There are 1,000!" "1,000?" said Man In Blue. "That doesn't seem right." "It looks like we just have SOME of the Colorfolk here. The rest lead normal lives as humans." "If that's the case, then perhaps we'd better find them." Man In Gold and Man In Blue reviewed the entry, and found the name of the author of the entry. "Oh dear; not this fellow. He was known for exaggerating numbers." "Maybe not; based on this wording, it seems that he is saying The Prism has the potential to power up to 1000 Colormen" Blue observed. It was still an interesting find; one worth exploring. Meanwhile, TGC was still meeting with Sir Topham Hatt. "So, anyway, about your rescued engines; what is your update on them?" "Well, Quicksilver is giving me headaches. Somethings wrong with him, so I decided to rebuild him. However, I've run into a snag." "What is it?" "The problem is ...wait, I'm sorry, I mean Quicksilver is ready, and now undergoing test runs. What I meant to bring up is that I am having issues with another of my engines." TGC explained. "Who?" "Nick." "Oh, wait. What am I thinking? Quicksilver is Not ready. I repeat. Not ready." TGC said. "I heard the first time!" Sir Topham Hatt said. "Wait a minute... I completely forgot about something! We will have to continue this meeting later, I have to go!" TGC said before running to the numbered diesels shed. "Darn it! I forgot D-11 was in Germany! Uhh... You! Yeah, Diesel 5000 XL! I need an engine, you will have to do." "Are you @$&%#€£ kidding me?" But TGC had already gotten in and disabled 5000 XL's self driving programming and went off to the Great Hall of the colorfolk. "I need Man In NWR Blue!" TGC said to the colorman at the door. "He is not here right now." Man In Forest Green said. "Well where is he?!" TGC asked. "He is off at Brendam dealing with something about his engines" Man In Forest Green said. "thank you!" TGC said before racing to Brendam. He soon arrived, and saw the engines there speaking in some unknown language "Good thing you are here!" Man In NWR Blue said. "Woman In NWR Blue must have done this" TGC said. "I've dealt with something like this before, we need to replace their Pramoloxy, with their current Pramoloxy Woman In NWR Blue has complete control over them" TGC ran over to Salty and jumped on his side, grabbed a bag of Pramoloxy he brought with him and put the Clay-like material behind the face. Salty then regained his senses. Soon the dock was back in order... On Culdee Fell, the owner of the Culdee Fell railway was talking to the police. "And while I cannot be 100% certain, I cannot rule out the possibility of sabotage on the tracks; we have a pristine safety record, and almost every accident that has ever happened on this railway, in the end was minimal." he explained. Investigators began taking a careful look at the area of damaged track. "Quick question: why do you always ask me? I'm just Man In Blue's secretary." Said Man In NWR Blue. "I don't know anything about this female version of me." Meanwhile, Man In Gold overheard a conversation between Man In Blue, Man In White, and Man In Black. "Should we tell him?" "I think not. He's just barely gotten used to you being good, he doesn't need to know about this." "But... I mean, it's his-" "Look, I see what you're getting at, but I think it's for the best that Man In Gold doesn't know." Man In Gold was shocked. They were keeping things from him! Meanwhile, Man In Blue was considering what Man In Black had told him. He decided that Man In Gold, noble as he was, would probably react irrationally to the knowledge that his only son was Percy Silver. He felt bad not telling him this, but he knew it would be better in the long run. That's when he realized- if Man In Gold died, and the evil Percy Silver had absorbed during his time in the crypt was from Amber Apricot... Percy Silver was the Anchor. If he became a colorman, he would turn the entire Gold Lineage evil. Since he wasn't a colorman, though, it didn't matter, but Man In Gold was nearing 50, so drastic measures were needed. But what? "At least I tied a couple plotlines together." He thought. That night, Man In Gold decided he wasn't going to let that get to him, so when he returned to his quarters, getting ready to go out. Man In Blue was coming in to check on him. "Well, you look splendid tonight Steven; what's the occasion?" "I have a date." He said, smiling. Man In Blue was surprised. "You spend most of your time here, how did you find a date?" "Online dating service; I found someone a few months ago, and we've been talking for a long time. She around my age, and like me is a librarian and scholar, and we've had similar personal tragedies; while my son was kidnapped and wife was murdered, she lost her husband and son in a plane crash some years ago. We've both been trying to move on and it's been quite hard, but since we started talking, it has been easier. Plus I still need an heir, I'm afraid after all these years, I must consider my son dead, and a new heir must be chosen" he finished. Man in Blue could only agree. "I respect your decision; I'll watch the archives while you're gone." "Thank you." Man in Gold said as he left. Meanwhile, Lightbender was sitting in a small cell. Man In Black walked in. "Tell me everything you know about the Horned One." "All his history is carved on the Horn of Prenti. Here's mine. It's in French, though." Man In French Mauve was called in to translate it. "How soon can you have it ready?" Man In Black asked. "An hour or so" French Mauve explained. "I'll check with my fellow French speakers to be sure the translation is accurate" he assured. In a restaurant in Tidmouth, Gold met his date. "Hello.... Marian, right?" "Yes... You must be Steven." "Correct, it's a pleasure to finally meet in person." And they entered the restaurant. Meanwhile... Man In French Mauve finished the translation. "It's basically just a religious text. Nothing evil or sinister about it, except for the occasional sexist remark, but it is 1000 years old." "So, nothing negative about the "Horned One"? "Well, your ancestor is mentioned as "the god-killer", so..." "Hmm..." Man In Black decided this warranted further information. Diesel 11 returned to the Dieselworks, where he noticed that Diesel 5000 XL was missing. "He went with TGC," said Diesel 10. "He couldn't ask you since he thought you were in Germany." "But I wasn't in Germany!" he cried, and raced away to find the thief. ( ) Man In Black was reviewing the information he had just learned, now he was just outright confused. "I don't understand, is he truly good, or do people think he's good" he said to himself, trying to make sense of the text. "Did you hear the latest?" asked Man In Blue as he entered. "What?" "That there are actually 1000 Colormen." "Good night!" *************** A familiar evil lurked between dimensions... "Souls! I need Souls!", shouted the familiar presence..., "You're lucky we found you, you could have actually returned if we hadn't trapped you in "The Gate"", said a familiar spirit, Matthew Erdagovern, the Original Man in Blue! "How dare you trap me, the Great and Powerful Philos inbetween dimensions... My master calls for my presence!" "What the Blood Alchemist... The Man in Blood isn't that powerful", said Matthew "No... He was only the carrier of the stone...my real master is the one who gave me creation", replied Philos "That's impossible, the Philosopher's Stone came from the Prism and was studied by and corrupted the Man in Blood", said Matthew "The Great creator made me, and he is the one who gave me my power, and access to the original evil from your little group... He is almighty and has the power to bend fate to his will.. He allowed the Blood Alchemist into the Crypt where I originally received the evil of Anchor... He allowed me to take form into what I am today... Even as far back as my birth.." "What is your true master's name then?" "The Horned One!" "Then if he helped create you... Oh no, I must warn Daniel!", so the Original Man in Blue left "The Gate" to give this new information the current generation. Meanwhile... Man In Blue was minding the archives when Matthew appeared "Grandfather Matthew, what is it?" "I come with a dire warning" he said seriously. That's when everything went dark. "Is the end of the world?" "I'm afraid so, Daniel. You have done well, but your story, and all others', is now over." And so closed a chapter in history. The Colorfolk will not be forgotten. THE END Thomas the tank engine loves his branch line, and is very proud of it. He has two coaches, Annie and Clarable, whom he loves very much. One day, Just then, the writer received 250,000 angry emails. "Oh dear, they're right, that's a terrible ending!" The writer said, and undid those lines .... "I come with a dire warning, it is about philos." "What about him?" Daniel asked. Meanwhile, D-11, in his search for 5000 XL, found himself stuck between a rock and a hard place. "Help! The Boulder came out of nowhere and now it is pressing me against the wall of this university!" The businessman screamed. And so that was the end of the end of the end of the beginning. Diesel 11 was stuck between a rock and a hard place. Meanwhile the numbered diesels were growing concerned; where was their owner and 5000 XL. "Who is this 5000 XL I keep hearing about?" Reginald Walkins said; he was visiting his "children." "I never built a 5000 XL; what is his story?" He asked, curious. "He's the engine that Diesel 11 made," said Diesel 11. "Oh, I see," said Walkins. Reginald and Heinrich enjoyed talking to each other. They would say things like: "So when you said you had bigger plans for my design, I didn't realize you were going to build a whole line of them." Heinrich said. "Oh yes; first I did one, two and three. Then I began experimenting. I did things like cranes, foam cannons, and claws. Different gauges too." "After Diesel 0 I primarily focused on railway infrastructure designs. But after the German reunification I found work harder to find, so I had to begin selling off a lot of my assets. I didn't realize how little I had left until when I moved here, D-11 put me in his guest house and what I had, 2/3 of the house is still empty." Heinrich explained. D-11's staff were doing some cleaning. They were surprised to find the rooms mostly empty. In fact, all they found was: Bedroom: Single bed, with worn out sheets and an old mattress; the bed frame was solid though. An old dresser, with worn out clothes. A single chair. Living room: An armchair which really needed apolstery, and a tv stand with a 20 year old tv on it. Kitchen: A 30 year old refrigerator, that was mostly empty, , small table and chair. Only one of the cabinets had plates and cups in it, out of the 6. Only one of the four drawers had stuff in it, it was utensils. The dishwasher was the only new thing in there, and D-11 was the one who put it in. The bathroom was the only room that was completely "new" and that was because D-11 recently had it renovated. Sure, there were photographs on the walls here and there, but the garage, plus three of the rooms were completely empty, except for the washer and drier D-11 provided in the garage. "Should we tell D-11 about this? This seems like a very low standard of living" one of the workers asked. "Well, let's not bother him, but how's about we surprise Mr. Heinrich ourselves!" "Yes, let's!" And so when Heinrich came home that evening.... His attention immediately went to the driveway. "A car? I haven't owned a car in 12 years... Whose is this?" He approached it; did someone park in his driveway by mistake? Some people jumped out from behind it. "Surprise!" they cried. "Who are you?" "We are Diesel 11's staff, and we noticed that you didn't have very much, so we decided to buy you some things and refurnish your house." Heinrich's eyes filled with tears. "Oh, you are so kind! How can I ever thank you?" "By enjoying it. Go on in!" So Heinrich did... a widescreen TV, brand-new, a recliner, and a bunch of other things. He did notice however, that his old things were still there. "We didn't want to get rid of them in case they had sentimental values." "I do in fact, so it's nice of you. I can't thank you enough!" "Well, you can get rid of the TV since it was about to go anyway; but the TV stand was my father's... I don't suppose you know someone who can fix the chair though? It could really use some upholstery" Heinrich said. So D-11's staff showed Heinrich the rest of the newly furnished house and sent the chair to be reupholstered. Meanwhile the Man in Blue was talking to the original "Philos is trying to return; he says he is directly linked to the horned one, and will stop at nothing to come back to this plane of existence." Man In Bright turquoise appeared. "I have an idea, but it will take time to set up; if he appears in this dimension again, I will trap him in a tesseract; in a nutshell its a maze with no exit; but I be unavailable for other tasks until I finish setting it up." "Very well; do what you must" Daniel told him; and Man In Bright Turquoise disappeared to set up a tesseract, just in case Philos did succeed in returning. "It is our best bet" one of the Colormen Scholars observed "a tesseract is one of the only true unescapable prisons in the known universe" he said. Meanwhile, Heinrich was taken into his bedroom. Not only did he have a new mattress and sheets, but... He also had a stuffed animal tiger! "We thought you might like something to sleep with..." "Yes indeed, I used to collect stuffed animals, but ended up having to sell them. Thank you." "We also gave you some cash; so yo can buy some new clothes when you get a chance; we would have done it ourselves, but we didn't know your size." In the kitchen, he had a new fridge, and the broken old chair and table were replaced. He still had his tableware in a couple cabinets and draws, but now he had other things that he had not been able to get for a long time. "I wish I knew what to put in the other three rooms though; but living alone even I'm not sure what should go there; I have my bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, living room and storage space, but what else is there?" he asked. "Well, one can be a guest room, and the others can just be for in case you need space." "Ah, okay." "I suppose one can by a dining room, and the other can be an office." Heinrich said "An office?" "Sure; I still have some of my old plans lying around, and an office is probably the most proper way to display them" he reasoned. "Ah, that sounds good!" Meanwhile, there was trouble in paradise. Someone was listening to "trouble in paradise" by the crests. But back to the story, Someone finally came to D-11's aid. "Oh my goodness sir, you are truly stuck between a rock and a hard place!" "Just get me out of here!" he said. "And so they did, but not properly, and George new it!" The writer had no idea what was said, so he just wrote Diesel 11 from being unstuck and proceeded to another section of the story.
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Post by Toz76 on Nov 20, 2022 19:14:35 GMT -5
Chapter 17: Hot Singles In Your Area
VEC's new recruits were Havenschtick, Tsetse Fly, and Bernadoose. "Velcome to this fortresss!" he called. The writer realized he was talking about the "new recruits" as in the 12 who recently joined, and fixed his mistake. The new recruits were still undergoing their respective training. Lighting Man was practicing his spell casting. "Droconda!" He screamed as lighting struck the ground. "AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!" Screamed a voice. Lightning Man turned around, terrified with who he just struck. "Oh... sorry blood alchemist! It is not my fault, honest! You know how lightning is, its unpredictable!" he said. So, as punishment, Hohenheim found a metal rod, tied it to Lightning Man's back, and had him practice the spell. The spell now kept striking Lightning Man, due to metal's conduction of electricity. Hoheheim's mentality was, the more pain Lightning Man received from casting the spell, the more he would become better at aiming the spell to avoid the pain. Just then Lightning Man fell on the ground, Woman In NWR Blue walked over to him and put a hand on his neck. "Your lucky he is only unconcious, you'll kill him if he keeps training like that!" She said before untying the rod from him and whacking Hohenhiem with it. "At least he's trying to control his powers; unlike you who can't even get a grip on them without aging 10 years in two seconds" The blood alchemist quipped "tell me, how is your sanity at this point?" he asked, curious. "It's so worthy of darth that even Y'm therereerrererere" "Okay, so your insane. Got it." Meanwhile, TGC was doing something that involved the Woman In NWR Blue plot, or rescuing more engines; whichever is more important to the story at this point. Meanwhile, at the Great Hall an announcement was being made. Man in Blue said, "It seems the Horned One VEC talks about is coming to Sodor soon. We need to prepare for this arrival any way possible. For now I want all the Colorfolk back here until we can come up with a plan. IS this clear?" Everyone attending responded, "Right!" The Man in Blue got down from where he was speaking from, and talked to Man in Silver. He said, "I'm worried about the Man in Steel, we haven't seen him in a while and I'm curious where he has disappeared to. Even the Helmet of Cronk can't find him". "That must mean he's in a safe place for now, Don't worry Daniel, he should be back shortly, and for whatever reason he is gone for, it should be worth it in the end.", replied the Man in silver "I hope you're right..." Meanwhile, Man In Steel was lying unconcious in a ditch. He'd been thrown off his motorcycle, and the signal there was so bad that the Helmet of Cronk couldn't find him. Man In White was in his room, trying to find the Man In Steel. "Come on, come on, where are you?" He said, scanning over the whole island while wearing the helmet. "I told Daniel for you; any luck so far?" Silver asked as he came in. "Well, I've found 100 places where he isn't" White explained. Meanwhile Man In Gold was on the phone, talking to the person he had a date with the other day. "Yes, I had a great time too... oh yea, it's a great place, I've known the owner for years." "Yeah, so I'll see you then?... Wait a minute... you just wanted to know for your date with SOMEONE ELSE?!" He slammed the receiver down. Woman In Silver came in. Meanwhile the Man in Steel was actually leaving the gypsy cart. "Whew that's a lot of information to process, I'm surprised you saw THAT far into the future this time. Again, thanks Adriana, this info will really help my friends and I", said the Man in Steel "Usual fee as always, can't overcharge a good client when I didn't realize I would see that much", replied Adrianna "Fine, all see if I can find Qrow in all the usual places, by the way, how long were we in there for?" "Three Days", replied Ruth "What!?! I better get going, who knows what could have happened during this time, some days I really hate your protective barrier spell's Qrow sets up for you", so Steel ran out with the Lantern he arrived with and set out back to the Great Hall. "Man maybe I should get a motorcycle to make my life easier, then I could visit Tug more often" Anyways back to Man in Gold... The writer looked at what he just wrote "Wait, what am I doing? I WANT Man In Gold to have a relationship, after his personal tragedy he really needs a break." So he fixed the scene to make more sense. "Yes, I'll see you tonight? For someone else!? Oh, you mean you're setting up a friend for a date too? Oh yes, they'll love it too; I'll see you tonight." Man In Gold hung up, and looked at the old picture with his first wife and child. "It's been a long time... but it would be what she would want... she wouldn't want me to be this sad, and neither would I if she was in my shoes." Man In Gold was trying to get ready for his date, but some thoughts were lingering in the back of his head. "What if she's not ready to move on from her lost spouse? Sure, I am ready, but that doesn't mean she is." Man In Gold decided it was best to be patient and see where this all went. Elsewhere, the Woman In Silver was feeling rotten. Why didn't Man In Gold realize that SHE was here for him? After all, she deeply loved him. Elsewhere, the time had come to talk of other things of shoes and ships and sealing wax of cabbages and kings and while the sea is boiling hot and whether pigs have wings. "Huh?" And the writer went back to the scene. Man In Gold sighed "Well, it's not like I have much of a chance with Woman In Silver... I mean, I just turned 47 this year, and look at her... granted, she never told me her age, but she's gotta be what, 32, 33? What chance have I got with her?" He sighed. He wondered if his feelings for Woman In Silver still lingered. However, the Walrus and the Carpenter were intent to enter the 3WSR, so they did. "Oysters, come walk with us!" said the Walrus. The writer, worried about getting sued for copyright, went back to his characters. Meanwhile, Woman In Silver... Now just a dag-gone minute! Who are you? asked the Writer. Don't you know me? I'm your cousin! Wait, you're not— That's right, it's me, Antiwriter! NOOOOOOOO!!!! Antiwriter through the Writer out, and set down at the 3WSR controls. "Huh? What?" The writer woke up, looked around his desk. "Ugh, now I'm starting to write about myself? What is this, Inception!? Ok, now I will flip a coin, and decide the plot" ——————————— Biblically Accurate Angel thought this over. "Lots of times something bad happens, and then the Writer makes it perfect again. I believe there really IS an Antiwriter, who messes with the 3WSR storyline. If we could only get rid of him, everything would be perfect." He went back to the Man In Gold/Woman In Silver thing. Man In Gold was preparing to leave the Great Hall, he passed Woman In Silver in the entrance hall. "oh, uh, hello. How are you, Woman In Silver?" he asked. "Great, is the rumors you're going on a date true, I just wanted to make sure because I heard it from the Man in Olive Green, and he's quite a gossiper", replied the Woman in Silver "It's true, I was leaving for it now actually", said the Man in Gold "That's good, very good", said the Woman in Silver "You know, this might sound crazy, but I kind of still have feelings for you..", replied the Man in Gold, instantly regretting his lips for betraying him "What, well this is hard to admit, but me too, so do you want to try again then?", asked the Woman in Silver "I don't think you want an old man like me for a date, I'm 47", the Man in Gold responded "Really I didn't know, you looked younger than that, well if we're being honest I'm 35, so I don't really mind", said the Woman in Silver "Really, I thought it would be different with the 12 year age gap", asked the Man in Gold "Well my parents had at least a decade gap between them, but I really don't care if you're 25 or 55, as long as we care for each other, I won't mind at all.." So the Man in Gold canceled his date, the woman he was going out with didn't mind since she had something come up, so he and the Woman in Silver decided to go out and try to rebuild their former relationship... ******************************************** Meanwhile VEC was still finishing training the last of their new recruits before their departure. The progress was going smoothly for some, roughly for others. "Did the bronze mage get back yet? We wanted his thoughts on the powerpoints we made" Catherine and Rodney the interns said. Anyways VEC was in total disarray. Everyone was hitting each other with pillows. "All right everyone, would you @#$%ing SHUT UP?!!?!" shouted the Bronze Mage. I think some members were on Sodor, and others were on the mainland, if I recall what Toz had set up earlier. ********************************************************** Herman's Hermits was playing at the place that Man In Gold was having his date—wait, what? Scratch that. Herman's Hermits Corrosion of Conformity was playing at the place that Man In Gold was having his date with Woman In Silver. "Who are they?" Woman In Silver asked "Some heavy metal band from North Carolina in the U.S.; should we go somewhere else? I'm not really into Heavy Metal like Man In Black Coral and Man In Coal Black are" "YEEEEAAAAAAHHHH!!!!" The two of them were screaming, enjoying the concert. So the Duo went to a park to discuss their feelings for each other and future plans together... ***************************************** Meanwhile, Diesel 11 couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned in his bed... when suddenly he heard a car. He went to the window. "Who is that?" He asked himself; he wasn't expecting anybody at this hour. The weather went sour, and the it began to rain. The man, who was dressed in black from head to toe, walked up to and knocked on Diesel 11's door. Diesel 11 answered and the man said, " Are you Diesel 11?" "Yes" "Well then I have something for you..." Meanwhile the Man in Steel found himself outside a pub. He walked in and found a passed out man sitting at the bar. The bartender said, " He's been out for an hour, could you please take this drunkard out of here, he has scared away most of my customers" "Alright, sorry, I have him out now", replied the Man in Steel "Thank you, and tell him not to go overboard next time", replied the bartender So the Man in Steel, dragged the drunken man out and put him on a nearby bench. Once on the bench, Steel slapped the man and said, "Qrow wake up", and the man woke up and in a slurred voice said, "what do you want this time... Captain Morgan calls to me.." Steel replied, " Qrow get out of your drunken daze, I need you to head to Adrianna's and improve her defenses" Qrow responded, "Why should I always do these favors for you again?" "Because I'm the reason you're not buried in some shallow grave", Steel said "Alright, Alright, I do the spells for you this time, but they better have some good drinks this time", and he left. Steel could only sigh as he headed back to the Great Hall for real this time. Meanwhile... ***************************** In the night, please come to me; I can't resist a touch of evil! "Darn! I didn't realize that Judas Priest was playing here!" said Man In Gold. "YYYEEEAAAHHH!! TWO CONCERTS IN ONE NIGHT!!" Screamed Man In Black Coral and Man In Coal Black. "This is getting out of hand. Let's go somewhe—" "Oh, look Megadeth is playing over there!" said Woman In Silver. "My favorite!" So Man In Gold rolled his eyes, and the two walked over where they heard 'Holy Wars... The Punishment Due'. "Wait I thought we left the concert?", said the Man in Gold The writer realizing his mistake had the two Men in Coral/Coal Black say that instead and had the Man in Gold and the Woman in Silver back at the park. Meanwhile, Diesel 11 was collecting scrap metal with his brothers. "Humph!" he said. "What are we, the scrap team?" But the writer decided he had been focusing to much on the Numbered Diesels lately and went back to Gold/Silver relationship development So in the park, Man In Gold and Woman In Silver were talking on a bench. "And when I came back, my son was kidnapped and my wife was dead" Man In Gold said, finishing up his story; it was not a day he liked remembering, but it always haunted him. "Did you find the criminals?" "No, but if I ever do, those bå߆å®∂ß are going to wish they'd never been born.." The writer, who was trying to make a heartfelt moment, ignored the last line and continued with their emotional conversation... Meanwhile, at Toryreck, something wicked this way comes... However, the focus was on Silver and Gold, Woman In Silver was shocked at the story; he had never heard it in its entirety before. "And... that was it?" She asked "I wasn't able to move on until recently; it's time I try again; I want a relationship and family again... I guess it was just a matter of meeting the right one" he said. "That special someone, who I can have a relationship with, and start a family, and this time, I'm not going to let anything bad happen to them" he said with determination. They walked home that evening very much in love with each other. "Shall we go out again tomorrow?" asked WIS. "I would love to... but I'm Keeper of the Archives, remember? No doubt there's a ton of work I've got to do" he sighed sadly. (To clarify: this took place on a Sunday, and from Monday to Saturday Man In Gold practically never leaves the Archives; that's how busy it is for him) "Oh come on Steven, it can't be that bad" Woman In Silver said. "(insert female name here), I hate to tell you this, but other than the occasional scholar that comes in to do research, I'm a one man army maintaining the archives." He sighed. The entrance to the archives was a pair of heavy, enchanted oak doors. For Colorfolk like the Man In Gold, he could open them with ease, like any other door, but to others, the doors were heavy, as if made of solid steel like a bank vault door. They came to these very doors in the Great Hall. "So... I guess this is good night?" Man In Gold asked. "Yes, good night, Steven." "Good night, Lisa." Man In Gold entered the Archives just to check in. He switched on the light, and saw Man In Blue and Man In Black. "Shh," said Man In Blue. "This is important, so keep quiet." "The walls have ears," said Man In Black. "What is it?" asked Man In Gold. "We looked into the 1000 Colorman thing... we looked over it, and we think that if there were 1000... most of the lineages are long dead." "Are you sure?" Man In Gold said "Think about it? The dark era is full of holes, but no doubt many lineages ended during that time. Why else would there only be about 400 or 500 or so Colormen currently at work here?" Man In Blue said. "Makes sense; well I am very tired and ready for bed... good night Daniel." "Goodnight Steven" and the two walked out. Man In Gold went to his quarters, and got ready for bed. "Well, goodbye outside world... see you in 6 days" he quipped. ********************** Man In Bright Turquoise was in a strange realm... is a strange, interdimensional void, he was preparing a tesseract, as promised. He didn't know if it would be required, but it needed to be set up just in case. "The tesseract is one of only three prisons in the known universes that is truly inescapable; the others, of course, are the afterlife and petrifying the body. I am probably the only being capable of making such a thing; I have sworn to use this knowledge with care, for once the tesseract is complete, there's nothing even I can do to undue it. "It will constantly fold in on itself, preventing any escape; like I said, a maze with no exit" he told himself. As he was doing this, Diesel 11 was conversing with the man dressed in black. "What do you have for me?" "This." And the man chloroformed Diesel 11. All went black... He awoke in a warehouse near Ballahoo. He had no idea where he was, but he could hear two voices talking. "Wow, Woman In Zaffre, this dimension is weird." "I know, right? I mean, talking trains? What?" "Whatever next, non-binary colorfolk? A television remote that allows you to time travel and teleport, but hasn't been referenced in nearly a year? More inside jokes?" "Okay, Man In French Puce, you know I love you, but you've got to stop breaking the fourth wall like that." "Where's Man In Blue? If he wants to kill every single Diesel 11 throughout the multiverse, he should at least be here!" "Man In Bright Ube says he's five minutes away. Apparently, they have to navigate around a slowly coalescing tesseract." D11 had heard enough. Apparently, evil doubles of the Colorfolk were planning to kill every single D11 throughout the multiverse, himself included. And he was chained up with only five minutes to escape. "Well, I can't buy my way out of this one," he said, as a gust of wind blew a lampshade through the window of the barn's fourth wall and landed squarely on a horseshoe-hanging peg thing. Just then, D-11 heard a door opening suddenly before being knocked out, probably by an Dimential Colorfolk (these evil colorfolk will be called Dimential colorfolk to differ from colorfolk which weren't under the morality check at a time) D-11 woke hours later in a room with a bunch of glass objects. He looked around and saw Don and TGC. "Finally you are awake." TGC said. "Wh-where are we?" D-11 said. "Away from those people. Let me explain." Don said. "They are trying too kill the you in every dimension to erase you from existence entirely. Everything that happened because of you would be erased completely." "We have to stop them!" D-11 said. "I have just the thing." Don said before pulling a blue rock out of his pocket. The three suddenly were surrounded by a blue light and reappeared in front of a building. "The all game forum?" TGC asked. "What is this place?" the three entered the All Game Forum. "We will have to get different identities here. TGC, you will be ChanceSkywalker, D-11, you will be Elies D., and I'll stay Don because I have no counterpart here." Don said. Don, CS, and Eilies looked for the main board and soon met the fat admin, Toz, keyword being Fat (this is all-game Toz, not 3WSR Toz and the real Toz, I just wanted to give the all-game characters some distinction from the normal ones) "Um... since when is the All-game forum a place?" "Well... actually it isn't, but let's just take advantage of our willing suspension of disbelief for now." D11 and TGC crouched under the cardboard box with AGF written on it, while Don, who probably wouldn't appreciate his likeness being used in a story without his consent, vanished. Meanwhile, Man In Pink, Man In Reddish-Green, Man In Bronze, and Man In Hooloovoo were discussing how to save the Amber Apricot lineage from dying out- the current Man In Amber Apricot had only 3 months left at best. "I have consulted with the Colormen Doctors, and they all said the same thing: there is nothing that can be done even with our power. But I don't believe that; there's got to be something we're missing" Man In Hooloovoo said. "But what?" Asked Msn In Pink. "We should go to the archives; there's got to be something there" Bronze suggested. And off they went At the VEC, Woman In NWR Blue was seeing Sickoia; her troubles were getting worse. "Oh my; you've aged that fast?" Sickoia asked. NWR Blue, though 26, her outside had finally caught up with her insides. "From the looks of it... You're about 66 now" Sickoia observed. "I've aged 40 years in one month?!" She asked, shocked. "Indeed, at this rate, you'll be 106 by next month" Sickoia observed. Unknown and invisible to the two of them, a small whisp of color was coming off her. This whisp of NWR Blue began floating, and made its way to the prism. The spirit of the prism held his hand up, collecting the whisp before redistributing it back within the prism. "You never were worthy of this power... Now you must suffer" the spirit stated. "It is only a matter of time before i reclaim the stolen power." Meanwhile, The Numbered Diesels were worried. Where was Diesel 11? They had to find him! "Uh, I'm right here" the two clawed diesel said "Hooray!!" The others screamed. "NO!" said Diesel 12, "We're talking about our owner, Frank!!" "Oops," said Frank. "But I'm not even in this scene!" Frank said from his place. Meanwhile something amazing was happening. But we're not focusing on that, we're focusing on the TUGS. "Hello, O.J.," said Sunshine. "Hello, Sunshine, what's up?" "So have you heard about the ship coming in today? Apparently it's all hands on deck for this one" Sunshine said. "Indeed Sunshine; I was told to wait for you and Ten Cents, then we'd go meet Hercules out by the Harbor entrance" O.J. Said. "Well here I am; lets go, Top Hat, Big Mac and Warrior are already heading out" Ten Cents said as he came in. The three tugs left to join the others. An hour later, the seven star tugs were helping bring in the large ship to the docks. "Smooth waters and calm wind; just the way I like it" Hercules, the tug leading the others said. Zorran saw everything. "Huh, let's see what they think of this." And he raced forward and ran right into the ship. "Zorran, you imbecile, the ship's sinking!" cried Ten Cents. Zorran felt battered himself! The captain ran up from the big ship "false alarm! We've only got minor flooding and its under control... A tug that small compared to us wasn't going to do much anyway" the captain assured. "Help me! That impact made my engine cut out!" Zorran said. The Coast Guard came up. "What the hell are you doing?!" he cried. "Um, well..." stuttered Zorran. "You're under arrest!" So Zorran was retained by Port Authorities Meanwhile the Man in Steel finally arrived back at the Great Hall. His first mission was to find the Man I Blue and tell of the information he heard about for their future. Steel eventually found him and said, " Daniel I went to a trusted source and I heard what's to come of us in the future. I heard information on Metalicana but the more important one is the Horned One. I heard he is the one Who truly controls Philos; Philos is the puppet and the horned one is the puppet master!" "Good heavens?! Are you sure?" Man In Blue asked. "Of course I'm sure! To learn more, click here and here and here." "Puppetmaster sounds like a perfect VEC name... although it would probably be the exact same as Hivemind powerwise. Anyway..." Turning around, Man In Blue addressed the Men In White, Silver, Gold, and Black; Man In Black had returned to the position his lineage had held of old among the High Colormen (Man In Gold was displeased). "So, Man In French Violet and Man In Blue Lagoon have been speaking to Lightbender. He claims that the "Horned One" is not only good, but soon will be rising. What should we do?" "Well, he did send VEC ahead of him, suggesting that he is evil, since they work with him." Said Man In Gold. "Sometimes, you have to work with people you don't like," said Man In Black quietly. There was an awkward silence as Man In Black and Man In Gold stared at each other." "Abraham Lincoln." Man In Silver said. The awkward silence continued. "Dang it! That always works!" Man In Blue sighed. "Seriously, should we trust Mr. Religious Fanatic completely, slightly, or not at all?" "Let's take a break and go to the All-Game Forum and think about it." So they all went to allgameforum.forumotion.com and enjoyed themselves. Meanwhile, Heinrich was Not really doing anything so we go back to the Colormen The Man in Steel cam up to Blue and said, "That's not all I was told, my source saw visions of the future, and they included a ducky riding a horse, and man carrying a jail, and The Tumbler taking over a forum." "That's very strange, we've got to figure out what this means." "I think I already know. The ducky riding the horse shows that the small will take over the large. The man carrying a jail shows that bad guys will roam free, and the The Tumbler taking over a forum is more proof that Batman is awesome." "You might be onto something there, Steel. Smart thinking." "Thankye, Sirr." "Donald, Douglas, what're you doing here?" "What just happened?" "I have no idea"said one of several confused Colormen. In another area of the Great Hall, trouble was brewing; Man in Bole was working on a device, and everyone knew what that meant. "Everybody get under something," said Man In Pink, "before something happe BOOM!!"Darn it!" said Man In Bole. There was an explosion, but to their surprise, when man in Bole got out of his room, he was covered in a lot of soot, but was otherwise unharmed. "I'm working on a device that can start any party with a bang... I think I overdid it on the fireworks though." "All right," said Man In Pink, "listen: STOP WITH THE INVENTIONS!!" A very frazzled Man In Pink walked back to his room, pausing to examine the charred rug and conspicuous hole in the ceiling. "I wonder if any of the other dorms have room? I can't live like this!" Meanwhile, Woman In Orange was having a frank discussion with Man In Blue. "I don't think I'm cut out to be a Colorwoman. I'm inherently evil, and the morality check is causing me pain." "Please tell me this is a joke." "I don't make jokes." "Oh, boy, she's serious. Well, this is interesting..." "Is there anything that can be done?" Woman In Orange asked. "Well, I will have to talk to the Spirit of the Prism, but I am sure there is a way to set you free" Man In Blue stated. "But don't give up hope yet; there is good in you somewhere; otherwise you wouldn't be able to enter the Great Hall" As Man In Blue went to the Prism Room, Woman In Orange pondered; Man In Blue did have a point there; if she was truly evil she would've been fried the moment she set foot in the Great Hall. At the Prism, Man In Blue Stepped toward it, and knelt on one knee. "Great Spirit of the Prism, are you there? There is an urgent matter I must discuss with you." "Yes Daniel, what is it do you wish to speak with me about?" "It's Woman in Orange, she says she is still evil and receives pain from her powers is there anything you can do?" "I'm sorry Daniel, it seems the Prism is testing her true nature, so she's going to have to figure this out on her own before I can do anything to help" "How can you help, and why can't you do it now?" "The Prism wants to see if her words are truthful and if her nature is really evil. If she proves she is truly evil, then I will release her from the power within her lineage" "Thank you Great One", with that the Man in Blue left to go tell Woman in Orange what he had heard... Meanwhile VEC Were searching the globe for evil mages. Meanwhile, the Presuisoltians had reset Hivemind's Prism to evil. He was on his way to pick it up. Hivemind came to pick up his Prism. "So, will it work now?" "Yes, you can use it as a source of power. But you should be warned, while this prism is powerful in its own right, it is not as powerful as the Prism that powers the humans called the Colormen. If this one shatters, the powers will dissipate. Also, there's no spirit in this one, so don't try talking to it, people will think you are crazy" the alien warned. "Why is it not as powerful as the others?" "Most of us who know how to make Prisms were killed when our planet was destroyed; the 27 Prism-smiths that did survive can only do so much with our limited resources." the alien further explained. "I suppose that makes sense... you were only able to bring so much with you when you came to Earth. Come to think of it, why does the Colorman Prism have a Spirit in it" "...We... don't know, actually." A confused alien replied. Hivemind was bewildered, but shrugged it off. "So, how much do I owe you for this?" he asked. "The pleasure of working on another prism is all the payment we need. I thouroughly enjoyed my job." Before someone could point out the langauge barrier, we cut to Tidmouth Sheds. "Three glorgamecs plus 70 inchindasts for tax...", said the alien "What's that in Earth money?", asked Hivemind confused "Oh' I'm sorry its Earth equivalent would be three wooden crates plus 70 wood planks for tax", replied the alien "Wait so space currency is wood?" "Yeah.. the value of the substance called "wood" your planet is very high on the intergalactic black market. Your "trees" are only native to this solar system" "Wow I'm surprised no one has come to invade us..", Hivemind said "Oh they will eventually once the Gal.. I've said to much, anyways, get that wood and the prism is all yours", so Hivemind left to go rob a construction site... Meanwhile... The writer realized he had wrote a couple conflicting paragraphs "Oh my... uh, we'll resolve it in a later plot point" he decided. At Tidmouth sheds, Henry and James were receiving a warm welcome from their friends; their repairs from the accident were finally complete As for the language barrier, the writer would just like to indicate that the one English speaking alien began teaching his comrades how to speak English; now 50 of them can speak English. But the other 2247621984687234619284671728346284612987642387416238794612387421634891247612384796128746782346872346128794687234619283476237846128977642187394621783462378496123798461293874612934876273894618763278461237849623400712634981237840123476129347021347621342103476234670123746023794610278346023794623874612873461023476218734612037946 don't know a darn bit of it! Which got on the Writer's nerves...! Hivemind ran into the VEC castle in his favorite body, carrying the Prism bag. "Where's Xex? I need her!" "Xex is with Cutebunny in Greece," Vivian said. Do you need her?" "Yes, I do. I need to travel to the Horned One." "He's trapped inside a ufttfsbsu. It's a virtually inescapable prison. Are you sure?" "Prisms work across dimensions. I can help him escape faster, while still controlling my bodies here on Sodor. And Xex is a Cubus, she's right at home in inescapable traps." "Well, 198 prisms would be helpful, and we could have him out by next week, but Chessmaster says any attempt to speed up the process will cause him to regress into an egg." "Oh. Well... I'm back." "Great. I'll put the Prisms in storage until he arrives. Make yourself at home." So they did. Then the suddenly opened up from underneath them. "NO!" they cried. A voice suddenly said, "EVIL SHALL NOT LIVE." And that was the end of the Vile Evil Corporation. Well, not quite, but 40 prisms did suddenly dissipate. "What?! How could I have been tricked!?!?" Hivemind said, taken aback. "Clearly, someone anticipated a move like this" Chessmaster concluded. "I'm so angry, I could... I could...AAARRRRGGGGGHHHH!!!!!" And suddenly hivemind (in this body) was struck by lightning. "Sorry!!" Lightning Man called from a distance. Any way, back in black was a song, if I recall correctly. But back with the engines, they were happy to see Henry and James again. "You look great guys" Edward said "Welcome home" Percy followed with. "It's great to be back" Henry said. "And my paint looks more splendid than ever" James said proudly. The others glared at him "...and it feels good to be repaired" he added. 40 minutes later, all of VEC had returned to the fortress to plan their next move. "I promised the Horned One 198 prisms when he arrived. We only have 158 now. There are millions stored beneath the Great Hall of the Colorfolk, but how to get at them?" "Perhaps the Colorfolk will agree to aid us," offered Vivian. "I've always felt that Good and Evil tend to discriminate against each other; us joining with them could be the first step in the Horned One's goal of a world where Good and Evil are irelevant." But as chance would have it, those prisms stored beneath the Great Hall would become inaccessible. In the Great Hall Underground, on the Prism floor, (THe eleventh, if I recall correctly), Man In Blue was charming the door. After some typical Colorman chanting, and the use of special paint, the seems of the door vanished. The door was still clearly visible, but no longer was it a door. It was part of the wall, and unopenable. "This is for the best" Man In Blue said to himself. "After all, that room is a resting place; and should remain undisturbed." He walked away, to go see Woman In Blue. Meanwhile, the VEC were meeting. Turns out, some success had been achieved with the new recruits after all. "So, what do you think of our powerpoints?" Rodney asked. "We made different ones to appeal to different demographics" Catherine added. "Evil. Whether arbitrarily discriminating against ethnic groups or destroying buildings, evil people have always been segregated," Rodney began. "But not anymore. The Vile Evil Confederacy is now accepting new applicants of all skill levels to join their evil plan to crush good (or at least put them on an even footing with us)," continued Catherine. Dr. Hypoglecima stepped up. "Before I joined VEC, I was a constantly ridiculed for identifying as evil. Not only has VEC embraced me, but they've prepared a magical medicine that works against my disease!" Next, Mr. Fist came up, in tears. "VEC changed my life. I can't say enough how much I love you guys." Rodney stepped back up. "For more then 1000 years, the VEC has ben making the world a better place for evil. We aren't just useless neo-Nazis, we're really people deicated to making your life better and your enemies' lives hell. Contact us today at 3wsr.proboards.com." Vivian smiled. "I love it. I'll go get the Bronze Mage so you can do it again." "Wait, how exactly was the Fist helped?" A confused doomboy asked. The fist stood up "before, my rediculously oversized hand made doing simple tasks impossible; and my left hand being normal size, I couldn't keep balance." "And now?" Rodney asked "And now we go to war." "Wait, who are you?" "Your worst nightmare." "What do you mean?" "I'm... the Writer." "NO! HE CAN WRITE US OUT OF THE SCRIPT! SPARE US, PLEASE!!" Yes, the writer could do that; but at this point the VEC is important to the story, and thus safe for now. "Phew. Anyway, how were you made better fist?" Rodney asked. "Am I just chop liver?" demanded the Writer. "I came to worn you about something that'll happen soon in the story." "Oh! What is it then?" "Shipping..." The Bronze Mage gave a loud "YES!", then stopped with an embarrassed look in his face. "I'm not talking about romance. I'm talking about, 'Get the heck out of here, you fools, a ship is about to crash into you!!'" "But we're not near the water." "I'm the Writer, I can do whatever I want." "Oh, okay. YIKES!" And they all ran out. CRASH! The VEC's headquarters were in smithereens. The writer then thought it over "wait.... This is important to the plot; I can't do that yet!" He rewinded to the PowerPoint presentation. "And we are happy to say the fist has improved to" "Really, how so?" Rodney asked. Meanwhile, Sherlock Holmes was relaxing in his chair when the telephone rang. "Hullo?...Oh, Sir Topham Hatt...right away? All right...Goodbye." "Well, Watson, we're needed on Sodor again. Let's go." But Sherlock had been retconned so we go back to VEC.. "Well I got an oversized boxing glove I put on my other fist, and take it off whenever I need to do something, so I solved my balance problem at least" "Oh ok..." "So what's been going on with stockpiling all the weapons of the world? We want to have a victory, so where are the weapons?" "Oh, um..." "What?" "We - er- didn't..." "You didn't get my orders?" "Er, no." "WHAT?! YOU @#$%^&* FOOLS!!" Meanwhile a man of gold stood at the top of a hill, talking to himself. "Ok, you can do this, Thomas Gold can do this. All I have to do is go to the Vile Evil Confederacy's building and knock out a few support beams! This is going to be easy! Just... Just... GAH!" Thomas Gold said before fainting and tumbling down the hill He rolled down the hill... faster and faster and faster! Meanwhile, in the VEC headquarters... "So listen up you ∫å߆å®∂ß, I don't wa-" CRASH! A man in gold suddenly shot throw the wall. "He broke the support beams!" "The building's coming down!" They got out just in time... The building was in smithereens. Thomas Gold got up to see the Bronze Mage. "Well, I never expected to see you knock our building down, and to think you followed me at one point, I would gladly have that time back." The bronze Mage said before Thomas Gold's eyes turned bronze. Meanwhile, TGC and D-11 had finished talking to the fat admin and walked over to the main board where they saw an Dimential Colorman walk over to the AGF's D-11. TGC looked for the nearest object and found a celery stick and threw it at the colorman, the colorman turned around and saw the two and started running towards them. TGC and D-11 ran off before running into the AGF's TGC, who after seeing the two locked them into a corner. AGF's TGC revealed a colored jumpsuit underneath his normal clothes. TGC then got an idea, he wrote something on a piece of paper "agg ftwoo, ghall" and showed it to the Dimential colorman, who said it and got stuck in a fishbowl, TGC and D-11 then ran off with the AGF's TGC following him, as TGC used the stone Don gave him AGF's TGC touched D-11'a shoulder and was transported back to the normal dimension with them, and was on top of a hill. "I'll go by CGT here." AGF's TGC said before walking over to a destroyed building... ******************* The bronze Mage cast a spell to restore the VEC fortress, and the meeting went on again. "Excellent powerpoints you two. Now then, on with our other recruits; Chessmaster, any luck with The General?" The bronze Mage asked. Chessmaster replied, "Actually yes, I told the General how to speak form his diaphragm, so now it's considerably deeper, say something General..." "Hello", said the General in a very scary voice "That gave me shivers", said Owl Man "I think I need a new pair of pants", replied Sticky Hands Meanwhile over in Arlesdale, Mike was mad. "Why is it always me?" he demanded. Meanwhile, at Brendam Docks, Bash was talking to Diesel 10. "So, Daddy, when are we going to go back to Misty Island?" "Um, why'd you call me daddy? That was one of the dream sequences from my reign, wasn't it?" "Yeah, but..." Suddenly, D10 remembered. "The tapestry! What happened to it?" Mean-meanwhile, Woman In Orange had found an old tapestry... Back in Arlesdale, Frank was getting frustrated with the ∫å߆å®∂ known as Mike. "Shut up!" he said, "and quit complaining!" "I sense great turmoil in you," said the cursed tapestry to Woman In Orange. "You desire to be evil, but a spell is constraining your free will." "Can you do anything?" "Yes I can." "What?" "That'll be an extra £4.75." "What would a tapestry do with money?" "Just making sure you're still awake." "That's the laziest retcon ever!" "It works." "You aren't supposed to be a comedic character!" "This whole thing is a parody of TTTE! We're all comedic characters!" "Let's face it, at this point they're only slipping in the Sodor references because they have to. Now, can you help me?" "Of course." "So..." "Just a minute, I've got a conference call..." "A CONFERENCE CALL?!" "You think I'm doing this job for the fun of it?" The writer stopped "Wait a second... diesel 10 doesn't rember his reign; his memory was wiped!" And instead Diesel 10 was confused by what the logging loco told him. "Hmm... And I really should do more arcs with the engines; I've been neglecting them for a while" he thought to himself. Meanwhile Woman In Oramge was still talking to the tapestry "So what is it you seek?" The tapestry asked "POWER! GLORY! WEALTH!!" "I'm confused." "Sorry, that's my evil side talking. Shut up, Hyde." The author thought that last line made no sense so he changed the scene. At the gypsy cart, Qrow had sobered up somewhat and was drawing some strange runes around the cart. "I gotta stop doing favors to that guy, I warn him about a battle at that castle, and later he keeps coming to me to set up these defense spell's for the mistress" Adrianna walked out of the cart, " I can't thank you enough Qrow, your great protection spells really keep Ruth and I safe" "Alright, but I really hate doing this for Steel all the time, a great wizard like me who happens to like the taste of finer beverages shouldn't be always ask for my help" "You know that spells need to be checked and strengthened every so often, plus this time I have a surprise for you..." "Really, what?" "I have a bottle of good scotch with your name on it" "Oh really, then, I be done shortly", so Qrow finished with the thought of fresh booze on the mind... Meanwhile, Back in France, Man In Amber Apricot was still plotting how to get the French Colorwomen to join him. He had a new plan... Meanwhile, Man In Pink was talking with Man In Steel. "So, you're a recent addition to the Colorfolk lineup with a mysterious past, plenty of story potential and a pet project for one writer? Me too!" Said Man In Pink. "Please don't break the fourth wall." "Alright, fine. Hey, wait, your last name is Hikos, right? I think we've met..." Man In Pink suddenly flashed back to a time before he was a colorman, back when he was Shear. *FLASHITY FLASH FLASH FLASHBACK* "Who is this?" "We don't know. We found him outside. He was carrying no identification, but he matches the appearance of the "Hikos" Adriana has been having visions of." *WOW THAT FLASHBACK WAS REALLY SHORT* "Wait, you were one of the gypsies?" Asked Man In Steel. "Romanichal! I take offense to that!" "But the only ones that where ever there were Adriana, Ruth, Qrow, and Shear! And they said Shear was an evil shape-shifting witch!" "They would do that, wouldn't they? They kicked me out! And all because I was actually a guy. They found me in a ditch at the side of the road and raised me as one of their own, only to cast me out as easily as they took me in." Man In Steel was now thoroughly confused. "Wait, you're Shear?" "Yes, I'm Shear, the ex-gypsy woman. Problem?" Snapped Man In Pink. The conversation was bringing back painful memories. "But you're..." "If we make my transgenderism my only personality trait, no one will want to write for me. Now, have you been in contact with them since they banished me?" "Actually, I just got back-" "Good. They've wronged me, now it's time for my revenge!" "Um, Shear, don't you think-" "Hikos, you're one of the best colorfolk in terms of personality, but you really need to shut up and let me handle this." Man In Pink ran out the window, his colorfolk senses guiding him to Adriana's cart. "Oh, crap!" Said Man In Steel. "They might be our only chance to stop Metalicana! I have to warn them!" "Crap I have to provide backup, Qrow's a decent fighter even when he's drunk, but he won't stand a chance against a Colorman, is it just me or is all that effort Daniel put in to get rid of evil in the Colorfolk has been for waste", so Steel grabbed the lantern and headed to the cart. What Man in Pink didn't know was that the cart had been moved since the last time he was there because of this very reason, fear of his return. So Qrow had set up spells that would keep outside detection of the cart. Qrow could easily find the cart because it was his magic, so he gave Steel the lantern, which was enchanted to break through the spell's field, to easily find the cart again. But Man in Pink still had gypsy training from the Soothsayer herself, so he could pick up a trace of the cart, but barely... Edward was at Wellsworth Station, waiting to depart with his next train. "How much longer do I have to wait?" He asked himself. But then there was a warning whistle! A coupling on the fright train going up the hill had failed, and 15 fully loaded freight cars were barreling towards the station... And Edward! "Oh my Goodness!! Driver, do something!" He screamed. Edward's driver obliged, and they began moving forward towards the station siding. "We'll be safe there" he assured. The fright train was picking up speed; but luckily Edward and 2 of his coaches had already cleared the line. "Come on, come on" Edwards driver silently said to himself. Edward made it into the siding just in time! "Phew!" "Why are there so many accidents on Sodor? We must have a terrible safety rating!" Meanwhile, the runaway cars kept going, rolling towards Gordon, who was pulling a full express and had no way to find out about the freight trucks... Gordon had the luckiest break of his life though. As he was stopped at a station (one of the few stops the express makes) at last the guard in the brakevan was gaining control. It came to a stop only a hundred yards from Gordon. "What a close call" he said with relief. He went over to the coupling that snapped. To his shock, the coupling hadn't "just snapped," closer inspection revealed small sawmarks in the coupling. "Sabotage! Someone wanted this accident to happen!" He exclaimed. Hessenhessen cursed. "How can I destroy the demon engines if all my plans keep failing?" Suddenly, a guard spotted her. "She sabotaged the train! Get her!" Tackled to the ground, she was subsequently taken away and placed in a radmiuum cell. Then a guard put two and two together "wait, if she's been causing all these accidents, does this mean..." And the Guard went to tell the Fat Controller. Meanwhile, Man In Coal Black was at a Metallica concert. "Say, where's Man In Black Coral?" He asked himself, confused. They always went to these concerts together, and he was here a minute ago. "Sorry," said Man In Black Coral, "I had to go to the bathroom." "Did you hear the news?" "What news?" "Metallica, Megadeth, Anthrax, and Slayer are teaming up again to do a world tour... and this time, they're playing all of the songs TOGETHER." "You're not serious." "Dead serious." "Oh my gosh! That's awesome!" "Best part is, I won FREE tickets for all of the shows on that trivia game last night, and I can bring an extra person." "Oh, thank you!" "Who said I was bringing you?" "WHAT!?" "Just joking! I never go to a concert without you." And the two friends enjoyed the concert...
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Post by Toz76 on Nov 21, 2022 21:03:43 GMT -5
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: NEW RECRUITS FOR VEC, PART TWO
Meanwhile the members of VEC who had left Sodor to gather new recruits had finally returned. Inferno said, "So here are the new recruits, they consist of about 25 or so sorcerers and superhuman a of varying skills, abilities and powers. First up, say hello to thunderclap." "What does he do?" Bronze Mage asked. Thunderclap hit his hands together, causing a powerful seismic shock that shook the building. "I don't believe it; a decent superhuman with a good power" Bronze Mage said in amazement. "And next we have Sebastian, the chef." Inferno continued. "What's his power?" Bronze Mage asked "Oh, he doesn't have one; I just figured we were all tired of eating hardtack and swill all the time, so I recruited a chef do we can eat real food from now on" Inferno explained. "Filet mignon and lobster tails anyone?" The chef said, holding up a nice plate of surf and turf, complete with baked potato, carrots and broccoli. "Well, if we're keeping the interns around, I suppose a chef would be nice- no offense to your cooking, Sickoia." Mindreader stepped up. "This is Digitoid. He's got a microchip in his brain so he can access the internet, and he's also an expert hacker, so he can access the entire internet." "Hmm... not bad." "Here's Celine Dion-" "No. We're not doing the "celebrity so bad they're evil" joke." "Fine. Spoilsport." "And here's Phazer. He can turn into any state of matter." "Not bad. That's five down, twenty to go. Who's next?" "Murd Megastone. An expert rock thrower." "How would that help us?" "You know David and Goliath?" "Oh, I see." "And I am the Duplicator." Another new recruit said. "What can you do?" Bronze Mage asked "I'm going to pretend you didn't ask that question" Duplicator said, offended. He then proceeded to duplicate himself several times over. "Problem is, my duplicates don't have much going on upstairs" he said. "Well, it's about time we had an army of generic grunts that are commonly associated with organizations like us" Rodney pointed out. Bronze Mage couldn't argue with that point. "Any more?" "Yes, one more." "His name?" "Man Of Diesel." "....He's not a Colorman, is he?" "No, he's a cousin of the Colorfolk, a Machineman. There are many, but this is their leader." "One more? Why did I say that? Sorry sir, there are several more. Anyway, next is... "The Salamander" said Rodney "What's his ability?" "I can catch fire!" and he proceeded to do so. "It comes from the idea of the mythical salamander," said Rodney. "Okay... next!" "Next is someone named... "Not Diesel 11" sir" Rodney said. Just then, a person who looked exactly like Diesel 11 came in, except he had a Handlebar mustache and spoke with a Scottish accent." "Hello, I'm Not Diesel 11, it's a pleasure to meet you." "Yes, but what is your name?" "I just said, it's Not Diesel 11." He replied "Well if it's not Diesel 11, then what is your name?" "That didn't even make sense!" Not Diesel 11 said, confused. Rodney whispered something into Bronze Mage's ear. "Oh... I see. So you're "Not Diesel 11" I get it now. What's your ability?"" Suddenly two claws came out of Not Diesel 11's back. They were like the claws carried by the numbered diesels, but scaled down to be used by humans. "That's both scary and weird... I like it!" a VEC member said. And Not Diesel 11 Sat down. "Ok, next is Cracker Jack and Craker Jill" Rodney said "What does they do?" Bronze Mage asked. "Smash their heads together while eating caramel popcorn." "Uh..........okay? Next!" The next new recruits were General Colossomo, Captain Dynamo and "The Cushion" "Ok... What can you lot do?" Bronze Mage asked. "I am a master of wordplay, and I will write speeches that will win thousands to your side. I can also fly." Said Collossomo. "That's useful." Said The Bronze Mage. "I can fall from a great height and not get hurt." Said The Cushion. "Slightly less useful... okay, just you nine and Dynamo left. Dynamo, what can you do?" "I'm essentially a human battery. I can hold and shoot large amounts of electricity." There were nine recruits left. One, "Kniitwiit", stepped up. "I can Knit you just about anything" he said as he started knitting together an unusual looking shroud. One of the VEC put it on and he was flying. "Wearing of this particular shroud enables flight. I can also knit shrouds that can make on impervious to fire, ice, electricity, poison or mustard stains" he said confidently. The next recruit stepped up "Ok, who are you?" "I am CGT, the TGC of another dimension." "And you can?" "I have basic colorfolk powers, as I am a Dimential colorfolk, I am joining you to get better chances at destroying this dimention's Diesel 11." The next recruit stepped up. I'm Derrick the Janitor, I'm the sanitation worker you hired to keep your base clean. "Hey Inferno I thought you said you would get a maid?", said Mindreader "Turns out maids are really expensive so I got this guy instead", replied Inferno "Well more public works staff would make our image look better, plus some of you guys really can't keep the base clean, like Cutebunny and all those animals he has following him", the Bronze Mage responded, " Next!" "Hello, I'm Tyler the Janitor, the other sanitation worker you hired to keep the base clean" he said. Everyone stared at inferno. "What? It's a BIG base! Do you really think only one guy can keep it clean?" They couldn't argue with that. The next guy came up and said, "Name's Eddie Denim, I'm a great hustler, I can sweet talk anyone to do anything, also I'm a mechanic, and I'm a former gangster" "Mechanical skills and a thief, a good combo", replied the Blood Alchemist "I'm Lock-On John, every target that's in my sights is always hit with accuracy" "Good, a sharpshooter, that could be useful in certain situations", replied the Bronze Mage, "So who do we have left?" "Wait! This is still a kids show! Is Lock on John "too much" for this?" Someone asked. "I think as long as he doesn't actually kill anyone, we're fine" Bronze Mage pointed out. "Anyway, remaining six, speak up!" he said. the first man answered "I am Sonic Boom; I used sound based attacks" the second man said "I am Kraka Toa, I can conjure and manipulate magma" the third man said "I am Waka TuKa, and I can make someone speak total gibberish just by pointing at them The fourth man said "I am The Hurler; I pick up and throw things" The first woman said "I am Silent Night, master of stealth" The second woman said "I'm Heather, Sebastian's Sous chef" The Bronze Mage looked over his list "Ok, so that means our new recruits are:" 1 Thunderclap 2 Sebastian the Chef 3 Digitoid 4 Phazer 5 Murd Megastone 6 The Duplicator 7 Man of Diesel 8 The Salamander 9 Not Diesel 11 10 Cracker Jack 11 Cracker Jill 12 General Collossomo 13 Captain Dynamo 14 The Cushion 15 CGT 16 Derrick the Janitor 17 Tyler the Janitor 18 Eddie Denim 19 Lock on John 20 Sonic Boom 21 Kraka Toa 22 Waka Tuka 23 The Hurler 24 Silent Night 25 Heather the Sous Chef "Uh, guys? Are we being biased here? I mean, we've recruited practically no females in the last two recruitment waves" Rodney the Intern pointed out. "Of course not! We welcome evil of both genders, all races and all creeds" Inferno shot back "Name 7 females we've recruited so far" Rodney replied "Well, we've got Catherine the Intern, Cracker Jane, Silent Night, Heather, and... and... oh darn it!! You're right! We are biased!" As inferno, Bronze Mage and several others face palmed. "So what do we do now?" Hivemind asked. "You forgot me!", shouted Kniitwiit "Oh sorry, your name's just one of those easily forgetful ones", replied Chessmaster "Anyways", Bronze Mage said, "Inferno don't come back to Sodor until you can recruit at least 7 to 10 females" "Alright, but you better not complain when our budget goes through the roof when I hire the maids", shouted Inferno "DON'T JUST HIRE MAIDS!", the rest of VEC shouted, " Go get some other FEMALE villains or other workers to fill up our ranks!", so they sent Inferno flying off Sodor to go find more female members... ********************************* Meanwhile, leaders of another certain evil organization were gathering in caverns deep below A familiar shadowed man stood up and said, "Welcome Commanders, it seems you were able to arrive undetected by either of our "rivals", now should we start roll call in case of any new faces?" "Fine I'll go first, I'm Sebaastain, the personal butler to our master, and I'm also a goat man, a got with a man-like body", said a goat man in the corner. A giant man with a slight German accent got up and said, " I am Stein, I can become one with stone and rise to the height of Giants with ground surrounding me" A skeletal creature stood up and replied, "I'm Keyes, I am a elder lich with the power of necromancy" A woman then proceeded to raise her wing and said, " I am Monet, a harpy, happy to serve our master with all my power" Then a Asian man stood up and said, " I'm Yao, a wizard from the Far East with the Crimson Lotus Clan under my control" A pale girl proceeded to stand and said, " I'm Shalltear, a vampire ready to do anything asked of by my lord" Finally the shadowed man stood up and said, I'm Raios the leaders of the Servants of Metalicana, and you six are my sub-commanders, may we serve our lord and complete the missions he tasks is to help spread his reign" The rest all agreed with a, "Aye!" "Alright then", said Raios, "Our first mission from our lord.... Kill the Horned One.." ***************************** Man In Pink was watching the gypsy caravan. By now, he had cooled down somewhat, but he was still a little mad. "Maybe I can talk to them... then perhaps they'll come around." Suddenly, Man In Steel jumped him from behind. "Leave my friends alone!" *********************************************** Woman In Orange was still dealing with the Unicorn Tapestry. "You see a specific wish; yet have you not considered the potential good in your heart? You have been able to enter the Great Hsll, have you not? Evil cannot enter the building without trying to a crisp, yet you walk it's halls unharmed" the tapestry said. Woman In Orange hadn't thought of that. "It's virtually impossible to be anything but good with this morality check, VEC was able to hide out in the Great Hall during the Third Battle of Sodor, and aren't you supposed to just grant the wishes without question?" "Oh." ***************************************** Back in VEC headquarters, Priori, Sickoia, Vivian and Blackmagei were talking. "It'll be nice to have some more girls around here." Said Vivian. "Well, Xex, Doomboy, and Cutebunny are sort of gender-neutral, and Hivemind possesses girls sometimes, but I that's not really the same." Said Priori. "I don't see why we're so worried about gender, to be honest." Sickoia said. "We should be hiring based on skill, not gender." "Maybe we could get a succubus? Or a she-demon?" Offered Vivian. Blackmagei said nothing. She was still sulking about not having a wiki page yet. "To be fair, a lot of Colormen don't even have pages either" a voice said "Who said that!?" they said, terrified. "Oops, sorry, I forgot I'm not supposed to actually interact with you" the writer said as he went back behind the fourth wall. He then looked at the flood of emails in his inbox. "I suppose they are right; more female characters would appeal to a wider demographic. But I will see where the story goes" and he went back to writing. Meanwhile, a lot of the VEC were still confused over Not Diesel 11 "So let me get this straight, you're Not Diesel 11?" "That is correct" "Then who are you?" "Not Diesel 11" "I know, I know, but who are you?" "Ugh I give up, just call me ND-11", shouted Not Diesel 11 "Alright then" "Meanwhile Lock-On John was teaching Lightning Man and Stormtrooper how to aim better. "Focus, that's all it requires, and good eyesight plus a little luck", John told them "Oh, that must be why I aim bad, I forget to put my contacts in", said Stormtrooper as his aim went from 65% to 70% accurate like that while John face palmed "Ok let me try thi again", Lightning Man said as he said his spell and the lightning bolt hit the Blood Alchemist "Lightning Man!", Hohenheim shouted furiously as Stormtrooper and John fled for their lives, " Do we need the metal rod again!" "No sir!", Lightning Man shouted as he ran from Hohenheim who was about to send him flying just like Inferno... In VEC HQ, there was a knock at the door. "Who the @#$% is that?" growled the Bronze Maze. They opened the door to find... Hessenhessen! "I wish to kill the demon engines, so I'll join you!" she said. "Um... you're an evil mage?" "No! Magic is evil! That's why the talking engines must be destroyed." "Not interested." The Bronze Mage closed the door. A second later, he reopened it and threw something out. It was Hossenhossen's head. "Grr!" said Hessenhessen, and she promptly burnt the house down. Meanwhile, Hessenhessen woke up from the strangest dream of her life, she was still in her radmiuum cell she was arrested in earlier, and what actually came to the VEC base was an astral projection, that failed to burn down the base. "Curse you, continuity!" She screamed from her cell. Meanwhile, Not Diesel 11 was showing off his claws to the other VEC members. "See?" "Uh........................okay?" Hivemind, Vivian, and Vigaga were looking at a construction site. "That old, stone, completely nonflammable base was nice, but Diablo Tower will be modern, well-defended, and even more non-flammable!" With that little retcon, Hessenhessen failed to burn the fortress down. The Writer was now confused. Was the Anti-Writer making trouble for him again? Of course not, because the anti-writer was bound, gagged and locked in a cabinet somewhere. The VEC was sitting down to their first decent meal in a long time. "Tonight's special is prime rib; enjoy!" Sebastian said and he and Heather kept busy in the kitchen The Bronze Mage stood, with a glass of yellow, bubbly... water? Ok then... "A toast to the Horned One! Evil isn't bad!" Then the door burst open, and in walked... the Horned One. Meanwhile, Hessenhessen tried to think of a way to escape. The Writer took pity on her (and wanted to make things interesting ), so he freed her. Just kidding, but I do have a treat for her... Meanwhile in the Great Hall the Man in Black realized something, why didn't he wish for Man in Amber Apricot to finally find a lover on the Unicorn Tapestry, so he told Man in Blue about it. "Hmm... That does seem plausible, get Amber Apricot and we'll go check this out ourselves", so the trio went to see the Tapestry "Hello Daniel what do you seek today?", asked the Tapestry "I was wonder if you could make a lover appear for my friend over there through a wish" "Sorry my friend, love is something you have to find on your own, not even magic can help you find the true one to your heart" "Oh, well I was just wondering since he's going to die from a disease soon and..." "Wait did you say disease?", asked the Tapestry, " it's not a curse or anything right?" "No just a disease modern medicine can't cure", Daniel replied "Well then wish him to be cured and he will be cured, as long as it's not a curse or spell, I can cure any disease through my all mighty magic" "Alright then, I wish Man in Amber Apricot was cured", so the Tapestry granted the Man in Blue's wish The Man in Amber Spricot began to cry and with tears coming down his eyes he said, "Thank you, this has been the best thing that has ever happened to a useless person like me, I can never repay you.." The Tapestry replied, "Repayment is not required it was a wish after all, besides now you will live long enough to be able to find a wife successfully, now use your time wisely, I have extended your life but fate always has a way of getting a person no matter what.." "I will be careful, Daniel, William, I will see you off, now I must find my true love...", and the Man in Amber Apricot rushed out the room a changed man... "Daniel, you know that weird girl always trying to kill the engines", said the Man in Black "Yeah" "Is it possible to bring back her brother who fought with us during the last battle?" "I don't know, Tapestry?" "You gentlemen are quite lucky, fate has bestowed great fortune on you, for on the first day of the third week once every three months once a year, I can bring one person back from the dead... And that day is today..." "Man what a strange rule, you can bring back the dead but not show a person their true love, weird... But anyways, we wish Hossenhossen back to life!", and with that a beam of light shines down from tug ceiling and once it left, there stood Hossenhossen looking completely fine. They decided to skip the small talk and take him to his sister. The duo asked him to knock some sense into her, so they locked the both of them in a cell together to solve Hessenhessen's issues with talking trains... Back to VEC, The Bronze Mage tried to figure out why the Horned One had risen many months ahead of schedule, before realizing it was just the Giant Monkey Man. Meanwhile, Man In Blue found the door to the room with the Prisms open. "I just sealed it... who's in here!? This is a final resting place for many Colormen!" "I am in here." The original Man In Blue stepped out. "These Colorfolk, by sealing themselves into this room, could not be claimed by us. When a Colorman dies, they're ancestors bring them to a hidden crypt inaccessible by the living, to do certain rites and allow them to remanifest. By sealing themselves in here, they made themselves inaccessible to us, and thus unable to join the ranks of the ancestors. We are removing the bodies to the crypt now, to allow you access to this room." "Thank you. I think I'll make it into a shrine to honour the fallen Colorfolk. Mean-meanwhile, Hessenhessen and Hossenhossen were talking. "We came to slay demon engines, but these evil magic users seem to be a more pressing concern." "They did raise me from the dead- I am willing to be merciful." "No." Toz flew in on a magic carpet, abusing his writer status to make himself seem awesome,, with a look on his face that said "plothole". "The Cursed Tapestry is currently in Woman In Orange's possession, and she just wished to become evil. It's in a shack in the middle of nowhere, and no one has any idea where. You, sir, are dead." Hossenhossen vanished, and so did Toz. And so, to bring this plot line to a close, Woman In Orange wished to be free of her "curse". So she was stripped of her powers, returning her to "normal" and allowing her to be herself again. But not having any powers would take some getting used too. At the VEC with dinner, Sebastian and Heather had finished with the entrees and we're working on dessert. "Beg pardon leader, shall I serve the apple pie or blueberry pie this evening?" He asked Bronze Mage, who had just finished his prime rib. Back at Tidmouth Sheds, Thomas was wondering something. "Driver, remember how you had that TV remote that could turn back time and teleport people? Where'dyou get it and where is it now?" "Oh, it was a gift from my dad, he said to use it "whenever things get rediculously nonsensical, and you want to go back to a normal point and try again. I realized over time it has other powers. I've left it at home though; the batteries are dead" driver explained. "I see" Thomas said. ********************* Meanwhile the Bronze Mage had asked Priori to come meet him. He had something very important to tell him and so did she.... "Listen, Priori, I've found that your work has been worse than usual. Great job!" That was code for what they were really going to talk about; that way anyone nearby wouldn't listen in. "Uh oh, I don't want to know where this is going to go" nearby VEC members said as they got further from the two. "As you know Priori, we have known each other a long time. There is something I want to tell you" Bronze Mage said. "Yes....?" "Well, I, er.. I love you." "Why you contemptible ∫å߆å®∂!! Who would want to love a µø†˙´®ƒ¨ç˚∑´ like you?!" "∂嵘you!!" The writer then realized he made many typos in that last sentence, he then corrected it. Then he remember that they weren't typos, he was censoring the curse words. (I know what I doing, TGC ! ) The Bronze Mage and Priori both went off fuming. The writer suddenly received numerous complaints about the cursing, and was forced to issue an official apology So after sn exchange of milder words, they both went off fuming, then face palmed "what the heck was I thinking?" They both said at the same time before running back to each other. "I am so sorry!" They both said together. The Writer decided that he would escape from the overly romantic scene, and so turned back to... **************** Meanwhile, Thomas the Tank Engine was puffing along his branch lines. Nearby, he saw some workmen rebuilding the Maglev Train's line. "I'm glad they're getting to work again," he thought. "Hello, Alex! Hello, Mirabel!" "Hello, Thomas!" Back with the maglev line, Alex and Mirabel (the maglev trains?) were talking to Thomas. ""Hello you two, how are you?" "splendid Thomas. Our Line is progressing smoothly; we already have 5 stations to stop at" one of the maglevs explained. Thomas continued. He was helping with the Local that day. Elsewhere, Woman In Orange's 14-year-old daughter suddenly felt light-headed... "I don't feel so goo.............." and she fainted. Meanwhile, the other two Maglevs, Erin and Sierra came up. "Did you hear the news?" "What?" asked Alex. Meanwhile, the former Woman in Orange went to go check on her and saw a familiar ring had appeared on her hand... Meanwhile, George the steamroller was having an argument with Max and Monty. But we're jumping too much, so back to the new Woman In Orange. "So, it did pass on? Probably for the best." The former Woman In Oranfe said, as she went on to enjoy her new freedom. The new Woman in Orange looked at the ring and said "what? What is this?" Suddenly, she was bathed in an orange light, and lost consciousness. When she came to, the 14 year old new Woman In Orange, to her surprise, had woken up wearing monochrome Orange clothes, and was outside a building called the "Great Hall" The Writer now was confused, so he asked The Writer to kindly explain. The writer explained, " we're jumping around too many subplots right now, so let's focus on one like the New Woman in Orange", so that's the one we'll go to.. The New Woman in Orange entered the hall and saw others dressed in monochrome clothes like her. The new Woman In Orange was confused to say the least. Until Man In Blue came up to her. "It looks like you are owed an explanation" he said to her "I'm Daniel, the Man In Blue." Something about him was trustworthy, so she accepted his offer. "Now, I'm going to tell you a story that might make you quiver, but it's highly important that you know about your past." "Okay, sure." So the Man in Blue proceeded to tell the origin of the Colorfolk to the New Woman in Orange... ******************* Erin and Sierra were being introduced to the new maglev engines, named Alex and Mirabel. "It's nice to have two new engines to help," said Erin. "It's a pleasure working here on Sodor," replied Alex. Nearby The aliens were hard at work, laying the track in place. "Keep it up everyone; we'll have this line finished in no time" Warrencorten said; he was one of the aliens who had recently started speaking English. thomas pulled up next to the maglevs. "good morning maglevs; how are you doing?" He asked them "Fine, Thomas, and you?" "Oh, I feel fine, too. Say did you hear about..... Erin? Sierra? Hello?" Alex and Mirabel looked. Erin and Sierra were staring at something. "Oh no," said Erin, "The cardboard!" --Flashback-- BOOM!!Erin and Sierra went up in smoke. Their pieces went everywhere... Thomas helped clear away the wreckage. The Fat Controller shook his head sadly. "What a mess," he said. "They just exploded." Thomas looked worried. "You're going to fix them, aren't you, sir?" "We'll have to try, Thomas, but I don't know if we can." He walked away... Work men gathered the parts and began making sense of what parts went where. Other parts would be fabricated that couldn't be found. Hiro offered his advice to Sir Topham Hatt. "Back in Japan, there was a maglev builder I met named Mr. Naginosa. If anyone can help rebuild them, it's him." So sir Topham Hatt went to his phone to make an important phone call. "Hello. 'Hing Naginosa' is not available. Please leave a message, or try again later." -BEEP- "Hello, this is Sir Topham Hatt, the controller of the North Western Railway. I–" *Person picks up the phone* "Hello, this is Hing Naginosa. Sorry, I was in the bathroom when you called. So, can I help you?" "Ah, yes. I have a pair of maglevs in desperate need of repairs. I don't know too much about them, but I was told that you might be able to help me" Hatt explained. "Certainly! Where are you?" "The Island of Sodor." "Oh, yes, the land of talking trains. Well, I'll be there tomorrow!" "Thanks!" "Your welcome." *Click!* "I've got some good news," said the Fat Controller. "I have found a man who can help us repair Erin and Sierra." Sir Topham Hatt told his engines "Really? who is it?" Thomas asked "His name is Hing Naginosa, and he's a very respected Japanese maglev builder." "Really? Will he be consulting for the rebuild?" Henry asked "Even better; he will be flying in tomorrow to help with the rebuild; no doubt mostly through construction advice and the like. I will be meeting with him as soon as he settles in." "Why would he need to settle in?" Edward asked "He needs to adjust for the jet lag" Sir Topham Hatt explained. "What's jet lag?" Percy asked "It's a phenomenon someone experiences while flying Percy. Being in a different time zone throw's off one's internal clock, so they wind up sleeping during the day, being wide awake at night, etc." Hatt explained. About a day later, Mr. Naginosa arrived at an airport on Sodor. He was met at the station by a valet sent by Hatt. "Welcome to Sodor Mr. Naginosa; I have been instructed by Sir Topham Hatt to take you to the hotel as soon as you arrive" he told the maglev builder. "Why go to a hotel? I'm all ship-shape, as you say. Let's go to the construction." "All right.." --10 minutes later-- "Here we are Mr. Naginosa, there's the.... Mr. Naginosa?" "Zzzzzzzzzzzzz.." "Mr. Naginosa?" "Huh? Oh, sorry, I was taking a nap. Anyway, what were you saying?" "Ah, yes. We're here sir; the maglevs are In that shed over there" the valet explained. "Okay, thanks." *Walks over; jumps in surprise* "What on earth did you do to these trains?!" "We're not sure; all we know is that this incident was caused by someone who is really intent on destroying Sodor" a worker said "Hopefully he'll change his ways soon" another commented. "Ok, let's get started" said Naginosa. So, bit by bit, Erin and Sierra were built back. Finally, the day came when they were complete; but, the two maglevs suffered from severe depression due to their accident. Mr Naginosa was a kind man, and understood maglev engines; the day before he was to go, he talked to them to see if there was anything he could do to help. "No, thank you, Sir," they sighed. "You're depressed," he said. "The explosion shocked you." "I suppose so," said Erin. Mr. Naginosa was unsure what to say. So in short, it took a long time, but eventually Erin and Sierra recovered from the accident, and we're able to move on. The maglev line is quite popular on Sodor. (Back to present) At the Great Hall, Man In Blue was showing the new Woman In Orange a series of portraits that outlined the history of the Colormen; it was a lot to take in. "It all started during the reign of King Godred. A mysterious Prism fell down to Earth, and landed on Sodor. A local scholar, Matthew Erdagovern, was called upon to analyze it. Upon contact, he became the Man In Blue. Soon, others joined him. This was the origin of Sodor's secret protectors, the Colormen" Matthew explained. "Only Colormen; what about Colorwomen?" She asked, curious. "Surprisingly, they did not come around for another 6 years or so" Man In Blue explained, and then showed her the next series of portraits. "Eventually, the Colorwomen formed. The colormen and colorwomen worked together for a time, but then the decision was made to shatter the Prism. It led to infighting among the Colorfolk." "Can you tell me about my mom?" Man In Blue hesitated. Her mom was pretty dangerous, and he wasn't sure if he should tell her about how bloodthirsty she had been when she was evil. "She... Was deeply affected by the shattering of the prism. Many generations of lacking a sense of morals rendered her unable to reconcile her good side. Even with the morality check, she couldn't function properly. She gave up her powers and passed them on to you. Your good heart makes you a better candidate than your mother." "But I'm only 14" "So is Man In Arylide Yellow" man in blue pointed out. Suddenly, a man in the studio audience stood up and yelled "I ship!" "What!? They haven't even met!" "I don't care. Arynge is my OTP." "What? Oh, forget it..." "That's what you said about Mavis and Ferdinand..." Meanwhile, on the other side of the Fourth Wall, Woman In Orange (the new one) was being introduced to the Colorwomen. "And here we have the four Colorwomen that helped reassemble the Prism; Woman In Blue, Woman In Silver, Woman In Gold and Woman In White" Man In Blue explained. "Hello" Woman In Orange said to them. "Did you say... Arylide Yellow?... My favorite color.." "You're too young for love, kid." "That's extremely adultist of you. Being a minor does not make me inferior in any way to you, and believing otherwise is extremely bigoted. To say nothing of the fact that you're jumping to conclusions, and that was very out-of-character for the Man In Blue to begin with." "Yeah... a lot of these random posts that don't advance the story tend to be very OOC." "Then again, Toz's posts haven't been funny in a while, and he seems dedicated to advancing the story... when he's not pushing some moral or passive-aggressively insulting earlier posts." "Yeah, good point, but I still don't appreciate being written as an adultcentrist snob." "Hey, you two," said Man In White, "When you're quite finished being snarky, self-depriciating, and pushing agendas, we've got things to do." "Aw, but we were just about to do a bit where we compared Fourth Wall Awareness to being gay!" Man In White was about to comment on the sheer amount of hypocrisy and contradiction within this post, but decided that this paragraph was enough of a lampshade. Meanwhile, at Tidmouth Station, Quicksilver was finally finished, and being readied for a test run. Unfortunately, as he started, steam started coming out everywhere, and with a SNAP!, he stopped. But it turns out something was just loose; a quick tightening and Quicksilver was good to go. Back at the Great Hall, man in blue was exchanging a few choice words with the writer "...and please don't write us out of character again! One of this stories strengths is a great continuity and character consistency" he pointed out. Then went back to the story. Quicksilver was waiting for the green flag, to begin his run "One.. two.. three.. GO!" "And their off folks! Quicksilver takes the lead, Johnny is behind, and Colin is third and - what's this? It looks like Xasthur is coming up fast, going from dead last to third to second! Will he be able to knock QS out of his spot??" Meanwhile, the Writer was explaining things to Man In Blue. "You say there's good consistency? No, there's not! XD" "Hrmph!" The three engines that Hatt had borrowed from the Bluebell railway were not supposed to be racing, as they all learned when they were diverted into sidings. Then, Quicksilver had the main line to himself. He raced along, until he reached Gordon's Hill. Is was quite steep, and he wasn't used to it. "Oh dear! Oh dear! Oh dear!" He said. "He's speaking in threes, he's speaking in threes, he's speaking in threes," sang the coaches. "SHUT THE @#$% UP!!" The coaches quickly shut the @#$% up! Meanwhile, all was not well. The writer had to replace the curse words with milder words, otherwise he'd get more angry emails. But Quicksilver was at last over the hill, and on his way to the station that marked the finish line. A while later, he came to a gentle stop at the station People cheered at his arrival. "Thank you," said Quicksilver, "I feel marvelOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" He suddenly felt a pain in his boiler. But it turned out it was just some trapped steam I. His boiler that was able to eventually get out. Quicksilver's test run had been a success...
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CHAPTER NINETEEN: NESSETARINAThe Bronze Mage and Priori...were THIS IS A KID'S SHOW. PLEASE TURN YOUR HEADS FROM THE ROMANCE.Everyone looked. "Golly! The Writer is Superman in disguise!" "Would you sign my book, please?" asked everyone. Rodney's sign seemed to work. "Kissing, ugh." Meanwhile,The writer lifted Rodney into the air. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Rodney wheezed before the writer dropped him from 5 feet in the air. Everyone looked. "Golly! The Writer is Superman in disguise!" "Would you sign my book, please?" asked everyone. But they failed to find the writer, and we're forced to go back about their daily business. At the maglev line, the aliens had just finished their work; there was much excitement, clapping and cheering as the last part went into place. At last, the maglev line was in place. The official opening would be in a few days. Then, Ronald Walt, the Maglev's new controller, received a message, stating: Shut down your line or else.
He reported it to Sir Topham Hatt. "Don't worry about it, it's probably those "engine rights" protesters. They show up at every grand opening and special event, because apparently the engines are my 'slaves'. Just keep them away from the HiT people and it'll be fine." Meanwhile, the Thin Clergyman was trying to figure out how he had ended up alive on Sodor nearly 20 years after his death to find that everything was like the TV show and escavators could just barge past cyclists on a public road. He was not impressed by SLOTLT. He was also not impressed by Toz spelling excavators 'escavators'. Meanwhile, the Grammar Police were trying to find a suspect... which turned out to be the commissioner. But no one really cared so we go back to VEC... There was a knock on the door. "I'll get it," said Rodney. He opened the door. There stood Inferno, and he said, " I have the 10 female recruits you guys asked for, they are their names are... June, Roxanna..." "Wait." CGT said. "Writer! You do realize that Inferno just said "They are Their names are"?" ""Oh my, sorry about that, guess I'm excited. Anyway, this is "The Vixen" and "the lioness" Inferno said "What do they do?" Rodney asked. "The Vixen is a skilled master of deception and the Lioness can hunt any beast. Next is #8135A. She is actually a piece of code imported into reality, she is a floating 8 bit skull in this color. Next is Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman. She-" "Watching too much TV again?" "No, sir, that is her name." "Um... anyway, here's, um, "Vengeance Bringer"." In walked the underdeveloped supporting character formerly known as Woman In Orange. "Aren't you Woman In Orange?" "Used to be." "What are you doing here?" "I suppose it's better than just being written off." Then the writer remembered she didn't have fourth wall awareness. "Need a new line of work, last one wasn't really working for me" she said. Inferno then looked over, "and of course, I did get two maids; but we'll do names later" Everyone face palmed "Next up is Silicia, a swordmaster" as he introduced her. "And... A four year old girl?" All the VEC members were surprised. Silicia quickly picked her up "oh no, she's not a new member, this is my daughter; I didn't have anyone to watch her so I had to bring her here" Everyone, including inferno, was now confused. "Then we have... oh, this is a woman. Slenderman?!" "Hello." "Wh-wh-what a surprise.." Everyone at VEC stared except the Bronze Mage. He stood up and shook Slender's hand. "I've always wanted to meet you, sir." Slender then turned into Han Solo, then to a blob of jelly, then to former admin Peter Sam and many other things. "Did I just shake hands with a blob of jelly for a second?" The Bronze Mage said. Then the thing formed into Dimebag Darrell. The VEC rocked out that night. Or rather, they could after finishing up introductions. Rodney took out his list "ok, we have..." The Vixen The Huntress #8135A Dr Quinn Vengeance Bringer Maid 1 Maid 2 (couldn't decide names) Silicia June and Roxanna "Before we talk about what June and Roxanna do, I just want to introduce the last new recruit" He then pointed to the last recruit. "This is Ima Edeeot; Ima Edeeot everyone." Just then, most people in the VEC began to giggle. "What's so funny? I'm just introducing you all to Ima Edeeot" then everyone began laughing hysterically. "What's their problem?" A confused Ima asked. "Not sure" Rodney replied "anyway, can you stop laughing every time I say Ima Edeeot?" The laughing grew louder. "Oh for heavens sake what is so funny?!" Rodney blurted out angrily. Ima was laughing, too. "Just a trick," she said. "You were, in essence, saying, 'I'm a idiot'. No, my real name is Nessetariana, and I'm the daughter of the Loch Ness Monster." "Cool," said someone. "I always wanted to visit Scotland," said another. "Well, that's that," said the Bronze Mage. "Wait a minute! You are a fraud! The Loch Ness monster is a myth!" Cracker Jack exclaimed. Everyone gasped. "What? What makes you think I'm a fraud?" She asked "Because I've been up to Loch Ness more than 50 times, and have never once seen the creature!" He replied "Uh...uh..." "Just a minute!" said #8135A. "What proof have you that it DOESN'T exist?" "Er, well..." "I myself have seen the Loch Ness Monster." And she showed them a few pictures that distinctly showed a creature that looked like the Loch Ness Monster. "Sorry," said Cracker Jack. "Apology accepted," said Nessetarina. "Now, back to business," said the Bronze Mage. "As you know, you will be residing here, so we need to start determining living arrangements for all of you. Some of you will get dorms, others personal apartments." Bronze Mage explained. "I want a room with mommy!" Silicia's daughter said innocently. "I'd like a water bed," said Nessetarina. "I'd like a holographic room," said #8135A. "We don't have that. Until Diablo Tower (that's the ultra-modern evil lair we're building) is finished, we'll have to make do." Meanwhile, in the deep, dark waters of Loch Ness, a beast was watching as a Mr. Aliester Crowley dumped something into the lake... "So, you think you will get away with polluting my home; not of I have anything to say about it!" He declared. Back on Sodor, the famous eight had gathered at Knapford; Sir Tooham Hatt had a big announcement to make. "Following the success of our World Tour, we will be holding a massive railway festival in two months time. Engines from all over the world will be coming to pull demonstration trains for our one-week event. It'll be a lot of work, so I got a few friends to help out." In puffed... "St. Simon! Lucifer! Beezlebub! They're back!" "Brother, it's good to see you again!" St. Simon said. "How's the bluebell railway treating you?" Gordon asked "They're glad to have me; you won't believe this, but a lot of engines there are in need of repairs; most of the stronger engines have issues with them now, so the weaker ones have to double head trains just to make up for it." He said sadly "'Tis a shame." Back in Scotland, the Monster (who was really a her) decided to teach Mr. Crowley a thing or two. (BTW, this is based on real facts; Aliester Crowley, an English occultist, magician, poet, painter, novelist, and mountaineer, did live in Scotland near Loch Ness. His house is considered haunted. [Ozzy Osbourne wrote a song about him, Mr. Crowley.]) She went for the ki.... I... um... mean the slight injury-inducing attack and he ended up stabbed through the heart but still pretty much OK, a la Order Of The Stick. Three references later, we return to Sodor, where St. Simon was visiting Quicksilver at the Steanworks. Quicksilver was nearly finished, and was to be unveiled at "Railmania" (the festival). "Wait, I heard about your run on the main line; what was that about?" St. Simon asked "They wanted to make sure everything was in working order; everything seems fine at the moment, but there are a couple parts that need replacing" Quicksilver explained. So the duo had a friendly chat on a different topic. The Writer then decided to visit SOM, Servants of Metalicana, for the time being. Sebaastain was receiving a message from one of his underlings. "Nabe what is your progress of the infiltration mission tasked to you by our Lord?", asked Sebaastain. Nabe was on of the Kombat Maids that worked under him. You see SOM was a little more organized than VEC is. SOM is divided in sub-organizations, with leaders under the command of Raios. Sebaastain is the leader of one such group, the maids worked as servants and sometimes bodyguards for Metalicana. Anyways, back to their conversation... "Yes, Solution and I have infiltrated VEC as members of their maid staff, is was rather easy due to the recruiter's high want of such servants. Are task of learning their secrets will be quite easy, and if we're found will play dumb", replied Nabe "Good, your high skill in magic should protect your secrets from their sorcerers", Sebaastain responded, and they said their formal farewells and their magic-fuelled conversation was terminated... Meanwhile, the two currently nameless maids were hard at work, maintaining their cover. They decided to go do some intelligence gathering, when "AAARRRGGGHHH!" They screamed as they were hit by lightning. "Sorry!" Lightning man called from a distance. "Well, looks like we finally have a comic relief around here; it's been so dull since Percy Silver went missing" Bronze Mage observed. "Speaking of which, where is he?" Meanwhile in the middle of a field, Percy Silver, the hopelessly incompetent being destined to become Silvestron, was trying to train himself. "Fire spell!" He screamed. He wound up setting himself on fire. "AHHH!!!! I'M ON FIRE!!!!" He screamed as he jumped into the nearest river. The now cindering and wet Percy Silver tried again. "Lightning spell!!" he chanted, and struck himself. "OOOWWWWW!!!" He screamed as he was electrocuted. "Earth spell!" He screamed, then fell into a hole in the dirt that randomly appeared. "Rock spell!" He screamed, then was crushed under a boulder that randomly appeared out of no where. "Healing spell!" He screamed, then he found himself wrapped like a mummy in bandages. "Energy blast spell!" He screamed, but only succeeded in blowing himself up, and flew into a hay bale. "I can't spell!" He screamed, then he looked at the spell book he was practicing from "What the? Ha ha, very funny hivemind" he said to himself. "Musical Spell!" he screamed, and was crushed under a falling piano "summoning spell!" he screamed... and summoned a fish that flopped around in the field. "Ok, this is the one" he said as he readied "Ice spell!" he screamed... and trapped himself in a block of solid ice. The sun set on the field, with Percy Silver now pretty much cryogenically frozen until the plot calls for him to appear. Meanwhile Sir Topham Hatt was going over some arrangements. "Let's see, what engines will be coming to Sodor" he said as he looked over the guest list. "Flying Scotsman, Mallard, Stephenson's Rocket.. the usual, but here... John Bull, that's a new one...", so STH did some research and found out it was a locomotive from America with a pretty famous history... "An honor such a locomotive could attend...", he said to himself, and carried on with other preparations after finishing the rest of the really long list. "Jupiter, Dewitt Clinton, Daylight #4446, Flying Scotsman, Green Arrow, Tallyln, Stepney..." While Toz nerded out over famous engines, Mindreader was watching the Nameless Maid No. 1 when he begin to grow suspicious. On a hunch, he read her mind. But all he could hear was the siren song of a broken embed link. "Wow they're using protection magic... so they must be magic users as well.. it seems these are no ordinary maids...", he said to himself.. Anyways the Bronze Mage and Priori weere having a conversation; Bronze Mage was trying to explain to her an ability only him and Man In Blue seemed to have. "So basically, there is this guy... And he is here, but he isn't here. He always knows what is going on, and makes sure that things don't get too crazy. Almost everyone can't interact with him, but on occasion I'll ask him a question or two." "Interesting; what's his name?" "No one knows, he just goes by The Writer" Bronze Mage explained. "Can I meet him?" "It doesn't work that way" bronze Mage explained "only he can reveal himself; it's just I find it easier to interact with him than others. "Oh; is he here now?" "More than likely" he said as he winked in the writer's general direction. "I wish I could see him.." "Think before you wish..." said a voice. Meanwhile, Nessetarina had been using the bathroom, so the writer gave her some privacy. Meanwhile, Sir Tooham Hatt was at Knapford; the steam festival was 2 months away, but one engine, due to circumstances, was being brought in ahead of time. A really old German Engine pulled into the station with 4 coaches behind him. The engineer brought the engine to a stop. "Gluten Tag Sir Topham Hatt, I have brought my engine all the way from Hamburg to be part of your festival; this is Adler." He pointed to the old engine. "And I've brought my mail car, and 1st, 2nd and 3rd class coaches; that's why they each look different" he explained. Hatt came and looked over the engine and coaches "Right," he said. "Seems in order. Let's just do the bomb test, and then–" "Bomb test?" "Yes, we have to search all the trains that come in to make sure they're not carrying explosives or things like that." There were no bombs. Elsewhere, River Tid was getting ready for the festival. Realizing that some readers may not be familiar with these "new" engine names appearing, the writer decided a small recap was in order: Lucifer and Beelzebub are brother Diesel engines. Despite their names and crimson red paint, they are quite nice and helpful around the island. There was once a subplot to rename them Nathaniel and Zack, but that got confusing and we stuck with this. St. Simon is a Gresley LNER A3 pacific. He is a real engine, and though scrapped in real life, here he was hidden in a shed and saved. River Tid is one of the old Wellsworth and Suddery engines. He was found and fixed by STH, but hasn't been out much since. He was going to be on display at the railway festival. And now, back to the story. In a meeting of the NWR board of directors, a disagreement was going on about whether to bring in one of the most iconic locomotives of all time. "And I am telling you, getting a Union Pacific 4-8-8-4 big boy would be huge PR for the railway" one executive argued. "And I completely agree on that point, but you have to understand, it is a very heavy locomotive, and a fear it would be too much of a strain on our bridges" another argued. "We didn't have a problem with Sam though" he reasoned. "Barely; we had to send him back to America when he broke down" he. Rebutted. Hatt had heard the whole thing, and decided to weigh in. "This is going to be so much fun!" he s KABOOM!!!Meanwhile, the Numbered Diesels were sleeping. "Oh for heavens sake, someone turn that tv off; I hate that movie!" Hatt said. "Anyway, you were about to say sir?" The executive asked. "I was about to say, I wish you a merry Hanukah, I wish you a merry Hanukah, I wish you a merry Hanukah, and a happy Chinese New Year!" "Turn off that radio, we are in a meeting!" Hatt boomed. "Sorry" the intern said as he turned it off. "Anyway sir, we are currently discussing if a big boy would make a good addition to the steam festival. Do you have any thoughts?" He asked. "Yes. Let's do it." "Great!" And Sir Topham Hatt brought in.... his son! "He's a big boy!" "I swear to god, answer the question or I will send you to the shadow realm." Toz said. "He would be a fine attraction indeed, but as a safety precaution, we should have him as s static model that people can look at", Hatt replied. The board agreed with his opinion and continued on with the meeting... Meanwhile...a Diesel 11 had had enough of the meeting. "Sir Topham, while I do like your son, what does he have to do with the steam festival?" "Er, well..." "I'm grooming him to take over the railway when he is old enough, have you forgotten?" Hatt replied "Oh yes, sorry sir." The next point, one executive had an interesting idea. "What if we reunited the surviving LNER A4s? We already have Spencer and Quicksilver on the island, and the other six shouldn't be too difficult" he suggested. "So, we get Mallard, Bittern, Union of South Africa, Dominion of Canada, Sir Nigel Gresley and Dwight D Eisenhower?" One executive asked. "Precisely" the executive replied. Then one of the board members noticed that STH for some reason had a moustache,"Wait a second... That's his brother Sir Lowham Hatt!" Then STH came charging into the room,"Stop trying to make me look like an idiot to the railway board, I could have you arrested for you antics of impersonation..." Lowham responded," Erm.. Well... I.." And he ran out of the room. "Oh, so if you're here now, we have some ideas we want to run by you." The executives told sir Topham Hatt. And the told him about Big Boy and the A4s "Sounds good, but let's take a quick lunch break, and then we'll decide." "We just had lunch.." "You know what I say, 'The more, the merrier!'" Meanwhile the Colormen had assembled in a meeting hall in the Great Hall; though much construction had gone on the past several weeks, not everyone was on the same page. Man In Blue spoke to the assembled Colormen "As you all know, the Great Hall is an important building in Colormen History. Recently though, it seems that some of the Colorwomen wish to call this Hall home too, but room was an issue. The recent discovery of the 30 underground floors benefits us in this respect. I want to get you all on the same page, so here we go. Here's is what the floors we have explored so far are..." And he recapped the events of the underground floors arc. In the assembled crowd, Man In Arylide Yellow sighed "I understand my duties now... But still, I feel out of place here... Can't there be someone my age?" He thought to himself. The Man in Blue then said, "I'd would like to introduce all of you to the new Woman in Orange", then a young girl stepped up next to the Man in Blue... The Man in Arylide Yellow flinched once he saw her...And he fainted when he saw Woman In Orange pull out a knife and stab Man In Blue! She ran out the room.... "Ooo.." said Man In Blue. "Why'd she do that?" "We seem to have found that she's joined the VEC," said Man In Gold. "What? Why?!" The writer realized there was an error, and redid the scene The man in Arylide Yellow flinched when he saw her. "As we know, the old Wonan In Orange had to go, and taking her place is her 14 year old daughter. Regardless, I want you all to make her feel welcome." "Hello everyone" woman in Orange said, introducing herself. Man In Blue continued to speak for a few minutes, then turned everyone loose. Man In Arylide Yellow ran up the stairs to Woman In Orange. ""Hello, I'm the Man In Arylide Yellow" he said to her. "You're not that old either" Woman in Orange observed. "I'm only 14; my dad was paralyzed in an accident and I had to inherit my position earlier than usual" he explained "My darling, will marr—" "CUT!! "What do you think your doing, MIAY?!" "Well, er...." "Get back to your scene!!" "Now then; lights, camera, ACTION!" Nessetarina was not doing anything important so we go back to the Colormen, who were at that time having their cake and eating it, too. Meanwhile, Diesel 11 Was posting about Nessetarina too much. Meanwhile, The Mole King and his subjects had made up and recovered and found Honeybadger. "Cousin, what happened?", asked the Mole King "VEC threw me out for trying to train Silvestron... I have a plan to get back at them and recover our Lord's favor... But I need your help...", replied Honeybadger "Ok... So what do you need me to do?" "We'll form AVA, the Anti-VEC Association...", replied Honeybadger "That seems like a lame name for a King like myself but it will do for now... You have my subjects at your disposal... What's out first objective?" Honeybadger responded, "First we need to find Silvestron..." Meanwhile, Percy Silver was frozen in a block of ice, in the middle of some field in the countryside, in keeping with the earlier established continuity so far. Back at Knapford, Sir Topham Hatt was looking for other engines to bring to the steam festival. "I wonder what became of Neil? As one of the first engines of Sodor, he would be a splendid attraction if he is still around" he said to himself. "We already established his fate, sir, he was trapped in a tunnel and rusted away." "Oh. Shoot. How about a Triplex, then? Matt H. Shay?" Meanwhile, Raios was watching Honeybadger from afar. "Hmmm... with his grudge against VEC, he'd be a perfect addition to our team. His devotion to the Horned Beast could be a problem, though." While he contemplated this, Man In Pink and Man In Steel were still fighting five days after they'd started, in a pointless callback to the First Battle of Sodor. "Hey, what are we fighting about anyway?" Asked Man In Pink. "I don't remember," said Man In Steel, relieved that the fortune-telling people who's name escapes me had already left with their cart two days ago. "Let's get back to base. I've gotten enough character development for now," said Man In Pink, "and I'm really hungry. How could we go so long without food?" "Colorfolk can go for up to two months without sleep, food, drink, and the like. Ever hear about the First Battle of Sodor?" Meanwhile, Man In Blue was enjoying a nice meal. "Man, I really need to figure out why everyone fought so long during the first battle of Sodor; ever since then I've been feeling hungry, tired and thirsty like a normal person" Man In Blue said to himself confused. Around the same time, some Colormen were poking fun at another common TV trope. "You know our orders... we gotta investigate these sewers for signs of VEC activity" said the first. "I really don't want to go down there" said the second "Come on... it's not that bad" said the third. Indeed, when they went down there... "Wow... this sewer is SO much bigger than how sewers really are" said the second. "Oh yes, its also very clean... like no one poops in this island" observed the third. "Oh no; you're thinking of the sanitation sewers, those run just above these. THESE are the "necessary for the story, practically large traveling around town" sewers, built for cover underground traveling" explained the first. "Sounds like a waste of time and money to me" said the third "THIS is where my tax dollars went!?" the second exclaimed, infuriated. The three arbitrary colorfolk searched the sewer, but found nothing. Meanwhile, it was time for a musical number, because apparently that sort of thing happens on Sodor now. Meanwhile... A. Thomas was collecting hay bales. B. Diesel 11 finds true love. C. Nessetarina falls into a swamp. Or D. Mike decides to blow up a coaling shoot. Choose wisely! ************************************************************************************** The writer was confused by that, so he just cut to Sir Topham Hatt. Hatt was looking over a list of "Big Boys"... which one to invite to the steam festival? "Lets see... 4004, 4005 and 4006 are on Static display, as are 4017, 4018 and 4023. I don't think 4012 can be moved here practically. Looks like 4014 is the one to aim for; I'll contact his owner after discussing this with the board" Hatt said to himself. He discussed it with the board, and they liked his idea. However, when he called the owner.... "NO! You may not use my engine!!" *Angrily hangs up* The owner called back "Wait, did you say a steam festival?" "Yes, I did." Hatt replied "Oh, my sincerest apologies, I thought you said steam crucible; I that you were going to melt him down." "I would never scrap a steam engine; we would be honored to have a Big Boy at our festival" "You got it" the owner said. Meanwhile, a figure walked up to the VEC headquarters... "More champagne, Rodney!" called the Bronze Mage. *KNOCK! KNOCK!* "Who is it this time?!" *Opens door; there stands Toz* "What are you doing here?" "I'm here to join you." "What?! But you're Toz76, right?" "Not anymore. I am now... VEC76!" But back at Knapford, Sir Topham Hatt was talking on the phone to TGC "I was wondering if any of your rescued engines would like to be part of the upcoming steam festival?" He asked "Sure," said TGC . "That sounds great. I'm sure they'll love it." While we wait for TGC to come in and continue this scene (since we really don't have the right to write it; this is really for him), we will shift focus to the numbered Diesels for a bit. The currently found numbered diesels had been assembled in their shed; Diesel 6 included, having been given permission to spend the night here since it was a special occasion. 1, 2, 4, 6, 8, 10-13, 16 and 5000 XL had all assembled. Their owner (for the sake of this scene) came in "Everyone" D-11 spoke up "as you all know I went to Germany some time ago. While there, I made a couple new friends. The engine I found and brought back, while technically not a numbered diesel, since he wasn't built by Mr Walkins, he is the prototype for all of you. Say hello to Diesel 0" BoCo backed Diesel 0 into the shed; with his fried programning and rusted engine, he could no longer move on his own. "Guten nacht" he said to the others. "Mein name ist Diesel 0; are you my...brothers?" He asked. "I guess so," said Diesel 11. "My, my...." Meanwhile, Nesseterina had been out for a walk. It was dark. She took in the cool air. Suddenly, she slipped.... Back at the Dieselworks, Diesel 11 had decided to leave and let the Numbered Diesels have a moment for their own. He decided to take a walk. He came to a swamp. He thought he saw something in it. He went closer... Meanwhile, Diesel 10 was with his brothers; they were talking to Diesel 0 and hearing his story. "... And he sold me to the scrapyard; I don't hold it against Papa, I know he was just desperate, and what am I, but a pile of rust and parts now" Diesel 0 explained. "Had your owner not come along, I'd be broken up" he continued. "We actually don't really consider him an owner; we consider him a friend. In fact, we call him 'Diesel 11' instead of 'Sir', and I'm sure he'd say the same to you." Back at the swamp, Diesel 11 saw a woman flailing around in the muck. "Hold on!" he said, and reached out, and pulled her up... "Do you get your names mixed up?" Diesel 0 asked Diesel 11. "We usually get around it by calling me Diesel 11 and calling him D-11" Diesel 11 explained. "Why do some of you have claws?" Diesel 0 asked "Mr Walkins was a tad eccentric; he wanted to see if adding various types of machinery could increase our versatility." Diesel 10 explained "in our case, he wanted to see how claws would work out on us for jobs like salvage removal; like in scrapyards or in the after math of disasters." Diesel 12 added "I used to have a claw" Diesel 13 said "What happened?" Diesel 0 asked, just as he saw Diesel 13's engine begin to smoke "I'm kind of jinxed; so it always broke down" Diesel 13 said, embarrassed. "However, D-11 is trying to un-jinx me, thankfully." "Thank you," she said to Diesel 11. Then she looked at him. "Oh, you must be Not Diesel 11. Did you shave?" "Wait... what?" "Oh come now, Not Diesel 11, I know it's you... But, where's your back claws? And, don't you have a Scottish accent? I liked the handlebar mustache though, so I hope you grow it back." Diesel 11 just starred in confusion. "Uh... I think you have the wrong person..." "Oh, I get it, you're going undercover! Infiltrating Diesel 11's businesses to take his assets for our own! Brilliant! Don't worry, it'll be our secret." "What the heck is she talking about? Not Diesel 11?" diesel 11 thought to himself. "Look here, now. I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I'm not 'Not Diesel 11'. My name is Diesel 11." "'Diesel 11'.... are you sure?" "Yes." "Hmm... Interesting. Oh, ****." "What?" "That Bronze Mage there. Always wants to gather us together at the worst times – when I'm sleeping! I just needed to escape for a little." "You're a part of VEC?" "Yes, but I'm not sure I like it after all." "What's your name?" "Nesseterina. I'm the daughter of the Loch Ness Monster." While D-11 stared in shock and took a moment to process what he just heard, Diesel 0 finished his story. "Which brings me to now. It looks like I've been spared the scrapper, but I'm still immobile" he explained. "While I am technically not a numbered diesel, I'd love to be considered your brother" he told the others. "And we would love to, too!" "I'm sure that D-11 will fix you up soon," said Diesel 1. "So you're the daughter of the Loch Ness Monster?" "Yep." "That's... that's awesome! I've got to be the biggest fan of Nessie!" "Really?" "Oh yes! What's your name again?" "Nesseterina, but you can call me Nessie for short." D-11 kept talking to Nessie, while at one of D-11's businesses, a man who looked strangely like D-11 but had a handlebar mustache and spoke with a Scottish accent spoke "And you are all fired! Get your things and get out I'm closing this business" he told the employees, who left fuming mad. "Oh, just look at all the wonderful assets the VEC will acquire" he said with a fiendish grin. Just then D-11 got a call on his cell phone. "You jerk! Why did you lay off everyone in your most profitable business!? Do you have any idea how badly you will hurt these people!" The voice fumed. "I did not!" "Hmm.... come to think of it, you don't have a mustache, nor do you have a Scottish accent..." The police were called in, and the imposter was arrested before you could say 'Not Diesel 11'. Not Diesel 11 used his claws to fight off the arresting cops and wrecked their car. He got away back to VEC headquarters. Elsewhere, Jenkins the butler that worked for D-11 was going through some files and made a startling find. "I don't believe it; his birth certificate... at last I'll know! I mean, I've worked for him for years, surely he can trust me with this." He said to himself. He looked at the document "I don't believe it, his real name is..." ....Diesel 11?!" Unbeknownst to both Diesel 11 and Nesseterina, someone was watching them. "I'll get them both..." she laughed.... Meanwhile, back in Scotland, the Loch Ness Monster had some unfinished business with a Mr. Aliester Crowley... But the writer was not sure where to go with the scene for the moment, so he cut to a random railyard on the mainland. A narrow gauge railway was in financial ruin, and forced to auction off assets. This included a narrow gauge diesel. After selling him for 15,000 to a Mr Roger Portman, the owner went to say goodbye. "I'm sorry, but there's just no money left; and with you engine shot, your a collector's piece now" "I understand" "Goodbye... Diesel 9". And the diesel was subsequently loaded onto a flatbed and taken away. Meanwhile, Diesel 11 was meeting with one of his company officers; there was a lot of explaining to do. "...and that was when you came in and fired everyone" the company officer explained. "You mean when Not Diesel 11 fired everyone." "Correct." "Well, no real harm done I guess." Diesel 0 was talking to Reginald Walkins. "And with Diesel 6, I put on a foam cannon to fight oil based fires, and now that brings me to the missing diesels. Diesel 7 is a minimum gauge diesel, and diesel 9 narrow gauge. Diesel 3 is a... Hold on, I'll show you in my notebook." "Wow!" said Diesel 0 when he saw it. Meanwhile, Nesseterina had been... Meanwhile, in the Writer Room TGC had discovered, Toz had gathered the other writers. "I've been doing some research on this CGT fellow... turns out there's a whole team of evil opposites to us... Not Diesel 21, VEC76... no evil Frank or Tug yet, though. They call themselves the 'Readers'". "Is VEC76 the Schnoz?" Asked TGC. "NO!!!! The Schnoz isn't in 3WSR!" As they spoke, Raios approached Honeybadger. He had a proposal for the ex-VEC member... But TGC had to clarify something. "CGT is just me from another dimension, who is also a Dimential colorman, set out to kill every D-11 in all the dimensions." Meanwhile, CGT was walking over to ND-11. "Sayonara Amigo" CGT said as he readied a knife to ND-11's back. "Your Mexican?" ND-11 asked. "Um... No." CGT said as he was about to stab ND-11, but... Diesel 11 punched TGC and got away. Meanwhile, Johnny B. Goode was a song by Chuck Berry. Just then, the Bronze Mage forcefully summoned CGT and Not Diesel 11. They were in chains and confined to cells in the VEC headquarters. "What on earth are you two doing?! You are on the same team, you are supposed to be fighting the Colormen, not each other. Were it not for the fact we are short handed, I'd can you both. Now you are going to stay in these cells until you learn to behave." He said as he walked out. Elsewhere, D-11 had invited Nessie to use one of his guest houses for the night; since she was running from the VEC (if I read that correctly), she needed a place to lay low for the time being. "You'll have to forgive me; this is such short notice there's only a bed and fridge ready in this house" he explained. "That's fine; I mean, they'd kill me if they found me, anything is good." "Great," said Diesel 11. "Now about this—" *KNOCK KNOCK!* "Uh, sir, it's Wilkins; you asked me to come with groceries to fill the fridge?" He said as he entered the house; it was one of D-11's various, assorted workers. Meanwhile, in another dimension, "You simply can't do this! I have full reign over this place!" The Fat Admin said. "I'm sorry, Fat Admin, your rule over the dimension of AGF is over, the Dimential colorfolk have outnumbered you. Men In Aqua, Dark Purple, and Tardis Blue, take The Fat Admin away." Dimential Man In Blue said. Dimential Man In Blue called CGT. "Have you defeated ND-11?" DMIB asked. "No, send reinforcements immediately, I'm in their jail." CGT said. "Got it." DMIB said. DMIB held up a green stone and threw it out to the Dimential Red Warriors, and Dimential Men In Green, White, Gold, Silver and Mauvish Shade of a purply-orange and they all suddenly dissapeared from the AGF and appeared in the VEC base and started attacking the members of the VEC, letting CGT out of his cell and surrounding ND-11's cell. "We have you surrounded, after this we will have another D-11 taken down." Diemntial Man In gold said. But then TGC and the other writers busted through the door, Stormtrooper tried to shoot them but missed and shot ND-11, however it was set to stun by mistake and did not kill ND-11, TGC grabbed ND-11's limp body and rushed out the door, the Dimential Colorfolk teleported out. ND-11 woke up later in TGC's secret room. "We have found out that you are D-11, just not ours, that's why the Dimential Colorfolk and CGT attacked you. We will keep you away from them, in a jail cell in the Great Hall of the colorfolk, they agreed to keep you away from their alternate dimension counterparts." Man in blue was confused now. Outside the great hall, he was talking to TGC "ok, I just don't get it, so you're saying that CGT and Not Diesel 11 both joined the VEC, but they are against each other. And now you are saying Not Diesel 11 is in fact another Diesel 11, and you want us to put him in the great hall to keep him safe from these alternate dimension color folk?" "And Not Diesel 11, if he is evil, he can't enter the Great hall in the first place, so how can he enter it?" Man In Silver added "Come to think of it, how do we have a prison in the Great hall underground if no evil can enter it?" Man in baby blue asked "A special shaft was built years ago, just outside the great hall; it connects directly to the prison level, the only level where evil can enter, albeit contained." A colorman elder explained. Man in blue then looked back at the writers "so my first sentence; was that accurate?" He asked. "You have the long short of it. Except for the fact that these Dimential Colorfolk aren't on good terms with the VEC now" TGC said. Meanwhile... "Yes, but it's dimensional colorfolk, not "dimential"". Meanwhile, Chessmaster was explaining the plan to the Bronze Mage. "What we need is a sort of "Evil University" to educate our recruits. We're going to build it on a large, deserted island, with a whole evil university village. Our capital will still be Diablo, but we need to expand." The Bronze Mage looked over the map. "You want to put our evil university on Misty Island?" "Sure! It'll be a pushover. I've also been working on a mobile fortress to go between Diablo and EU, a sort of barge thingy. And, of course, our secret weapon..." He quickly teleported the pair to the basement of the unfinished Diablo Tower. Inside, a little orange bucktoothed engine was being ripped apart and rebuilt in the strangest way... "I give you the engine formerly known as "Silly Billy"... ROBOT CHARLIE 2.0!' The door opened, and in came..... Billy? Or is it Charlie?! Nesseterina was asleep. She had no idea what was going on... #8135A took Nesseterina out of the room. She laughed to herself. "This is just too easy.."
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