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Flambot, as he now wanted to be called, tried to pick up a box so that he could place his doom machine there. unfortunetly the box was too heavy for Flame and he could hardly move it an inch. his friend, now known as Ice, sighed and dropped his tools to talk to Flame.
"You don't move it you change it. how many times do i have to tell you?" asked Ice sighing. Ice had come here first so he knew most of how it works. Flame, Death, and Iris came after in that order. Ice had died when he got shot in the chest during an attack on the school he went to. he managed to save the whole school but he finally gave way to his wound.
Death and Flame died in a car crash where an oil truck toppled and somebody ran into Flame's house while they were both near the wall where it hit. Iris died last, hit with a stun gun while suffering shock caused her system to shuck down. That was one student who wanted to try to "finish" the attack that Ice had prevented. (If it makes you feel better nobody was killed by the failed gunman. another student who had taken martial arts was right by and quickly disarmed him.)
The background was very bland where they sat working. everything but that little planet they were on was white, while the planet they were working on has a variety of colors but was made to look like it was made out of scrap sheet metal. Flame thought about each of their deaths, by their subjective time they each considered it a year ago, and then wondered about his mother.
"Hey how is my mother holding up?" Flame asked out loud kind of sad.
"Well first off you can't do anything now. Second off i've checked. she is due in 4 years time their years and she will see you before she goes with her mother over to the paradise heaven. Then she won't remember you ever exsisted. That part will be used for the victim of a miscarege." Ice said.
"The child or woman?" Flame asked.
"The woman. unborn children are never given complete souls. Most babies aren't. It will only complete after it is born and begins to have complete thoughts. now, before we can go on anymore I need to teach you how to complete the processes of change. Now close your eyes and think of what you want. You should feel the box when doing this or it won't work." Ice said.
Flame closed his eyes and thought of the giant cannon while he felt the box with his hands. Soon the smooth wood changed to polished adamantiam and Iron. Flame opened his eyes in shock and had a mixture of feelings. He had actually changed the box into his doomsday weapon. He looked at it for a bit before uttering "My god."
"Yes, you do have a god in you. You also just used him. Now I know that useing the human mind still you only have limited learning ability in terms of how much you can learn at one time. But with that we can also learn different methods of this creation." Ice said walking away. Flame followed him. they met up with Iris and death. They all looked at Ice to see what he wanted to do next.
"So I think we all have the basics down by this point. Now Here is a reminder as to what we are doing here. our goal is to create the beginnings of a mad world. This isn't ment to be like our world, "pristine", "logical". You are thinking wonderland, oz, middle earth but they only have hobbits on drugs. Go crazy! I can create, thereby making energy conservation take it up the bung, and I will teach you in time. We use this world as our base of operations, but really you could stay on any world you want to."
Ice put his hand on the ground and a small orb appeared. It changed color quickly and just floated in spot. "You can use this to get materials. It only produces those plastic dolls, broken shotguns, wooden statues of Robin Williams dressed as a woman, and the Terminator. Don't ask me why, it just does it." Ice started to walk away to the lab he had created on the other side of the world.
"But what if we need air?" Flame asked looking at the thing think about girl's dolls and the Terminator.
"You don't need any. These bodies only replicate our brains, everything else you need to make." Ice said looking back at them. He continued walking and the rest did as they wanted.
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- Title: open-arms: full part one.
- Artist: skywerwolf
- Description: finished it. hope you like it.
- Date: 02/19/2011
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