01-22-2016, 10:43 PM
"Home?" Eon's words escaped his mouth without a thought. As he took in the terrain the slight excitement he had felt for a moment began to diminish. This was not Gunsmoke... this was not his home. Just a dried up barren wasteland, no doubt the sandbox of Omni's play-sets. Eon felt frustration starting to swell up inside him. What a cruel joke, right? There were eight gates, he picked the direction opposite of the White Soldiers, he didn't even realize he was heading towards one of the gates until an hour or so into his wandering. Eight gateways, a 12.5% chance of choosing this one at random. The fact that this type of environment even existed, was only by the decision of the one that created this world... Omni. Why this one? Why rub salt on a wound...
"Ha ha ha ha.... Ha HA! HA! HA! HA! HAAAA!" Eon broke into laughter. "What are the Odds!? How did I pick this verse first? This is too much of a coincidence." He felt the frustration fade and his body relax, "There is reason behind this, I understand how this world works. You said it yourself Omni, this Omnillium, this energy you created and felt so inclined to name after yourself. It is what ties everything together, it is what everything consists of, and it is the reason we ARE!" A smile ran across his face, looking up to the sky and the Sun that shown so bright, he placed his hand over his eyes, "My being is made of the same essence this place is made of, I wanted to see my home, I never said it out loud nor did I dwell on the thought of it. Deep down though I wanted to see my home world again. This energy you created drew me to this place, it knew that this would give me that feeling of being home. This feeling is the same I got when I found my brethren. This Omnillium you created, it truly is a masterpiece." Eon fell to his back and let the sensation of 'home' sink in, although it may not be his true home, it was a calming moment. A short lived moment...
"Omnillium you say!!" A voice cried out in a mocking tone interrupting Eon's bliss. "Hey boys! We got ourselves a fresh one!" Eon opened his eyes to see five, less than savory looking, individuals standing around him, slowly closing in.
Now these guys remind me of home in a whole different kind of way.
"Gawsh! How can ya tell Pete??" A lanky figure in a straw brimmed hat leaned over sniffing the air.
It hasn't even been a half a day being here and I'm about to get jumped 100ft from the door I just walked through.
"Just look at them there cloths Ray! They ain't seen a lick of wear and tear. He must have ourselves a Premature Prime! Easy pickins." The man named Pete was a burlier man, rugged face, wearing a vest and some type of armored pants and boots. His ensemble, most likely, pieced together by stealing it from others these men had ambushed.
You have no idea who these guys are, their status in this place. They're clearly not the most intelligent but what if ones the "son of the guy" or something. Don't cause trouble, do like the Doctor always told you. First try kindness.
Eon sat up and addressed the men, "Hello! Nice to meet you, Pete was it? and you're Ray? I didn't catch the other three's names. You call me a 'Premature Prime', what is that?" Laughter erupted from the five men, snorting and coughing filling the area. A third man wore a hooded poncho and had to weight at least 300 lbs. The fourth was a short man with a mustache, wearing green helmet of some sort. The last must have been the biggest, in terms of physique, with massive masculine arms.
"You gotta be kiddin' me! You just popped!? We are the first people you have encountered, didn't even bother to talk to nobody in the Nexus? You a Prime, that's what you are knucklehead *Laughs* What awful luck to end up walking through the Gateway to The Endless Dunes." Pete slung his odd gun over his shoulder, as he did Eon noticed the weapon was identical to the ones carried by the White Soldiers...
"Dunes, Nexus, I am a Prime. So you're Primes too? Brought here by Omni." Eon took in the situation, five men armed with guns... no only three had guns, the other two had blades of some kind. Strange... "Shouldn't we be friends?" The laughter exploded even louder than before.
"Stop! *Laughing* you bout made me mess my pants! *Laughing fades* You really gonna owe me for this school teachin I'm given you blondie. We ain't no Primes, we called Seconds. We're here cuz another Prime like you brought us here." They were within about ten yards of Eon now. One began to tremble for some reason.
"Boss... that hair and eyes... ain't that... ain't that the 'King of the Dunes'?" Eon's brow raised, all the men stopped their advancement after this comment. Pete looked at his boys and rubbed his hand over his face. He thoroughly scanned Eon up and down, stopping to fixate on the two revolvers.
They think I'm someone else? I mean, they may not be the sharpest tools in the box but hadn't they just deduced that he was freshly plucked from his world into this one? And who was this 'King of the Dunes' he resembled that brought so much fear in them?
"Look you numbnutt!", Pete pointed, "He carrying guns! Gilgamesh ain't never carried no gun! And that's the 'False King' you're talking about, and I heard he got banished! Not to mention this guy don't know his Oververse from his Pale Moors" The others murmured to each other in disbelief for a moment then relaxed and reverted their attention back to Eon.
"I appreciate you all of your help. If their is anything I can do to repay you all..." Eon looked at the men, eyes gleaning, ready and twitching to pull their weapons on him.
"Ya there is... You could let us eat you alive"
"Ha ha ha ha.... Ha HA! HA! HA! HA! HAAAA!" Eon broke into laughter. "What are the Odds!? How did I pick this verse first? This is too much of a coincidence." He felt the frustration fade and his body relax, "There is reason behind this, I understand how this world works. You said it yourself Omni, this Omnillium, this energy you created and felt so inclined to name after yourself. It is what ties everything together, it is what everything consists of, and it is the reason we ARE!" A smile ran across his face, looking up to the sky and the Sun that shown so bright, he placed his hand over his eyes, "My being is made of the same essence this place is made of, I wanted to see my home, I never said it out loud nor did I dwell on the thought of it. Deep down though I wanted to see my home world again. This energy you created drew me to this place, it knew that this would give me that feeling of being home. This feeling is the same I got when I found my brethren. This Omnillium you created, it truly is a masterpiece." Eon fell to his back and let the sensation of 'home' sink in, although it may not be his true home, it was a calming moment. A short lived moment...
"Omnillium you say!!" A voice cried out in a mocking tone interrupting Eon's bliss. "Hey boys! We got ourselves a fresh one!" Eon opened his eyes to see five, less than savory looking, individuals standing around him, slowly closing in.
Now these guys remind me of home in a whole different kind of way.
"Gawsh! How can ya tell Pete??" A lanky figure in a straw brimmed hat leaned over sniffing the air.
It hasn't even been a half a day being here and I'm about to get jumped 100ft from the door I just walked through.
"Just look at them there cloths Ray! They ain't seen a lick of wear and tear. He must have ourselves a Premature Prime! Easy pickins." The man named Pete was a burlier man, rugged face, wearing a vest and some type of armored pants and boots. His ensemble, most likely, pieced together by stealing it from others these men had ambushed.
You have no idea who these guys are, their status in this place. They're clearly not the most intelligent but what if ones the "son of the guy" or something. Don't cause trouble, do like the Doctor always told you. First try kindness.
Eon sat up and addressed the men, "Hello! Nice to meet you, Pete was it? and you're Ray? I didn't catch the other three's names. You call me a 'Premature Prime', what is that?" Laughter erupted from the five men, snorting and coughing filling the area. A third man wore a hooded poncho and had to weight at least 300 lbs. The fourth was a short man with a mustache, wearing green helmet of some sort. The last must have been the biggest, in terms of physique, with massive masculine arms.
"You gotta be kiddin' me! You just popped!? We are the first people you have encountered, didn't even bother to talk to nobody in the Nexus? You a Prime, that's what you are knucklehead *Laughs* What awful luck to end up walking through the Gateway to The Endless Dunes." Pete slung his odd gun over his shoulder, as he did Eon noticed the weapon was identical to the ones carried by the White Soldiers...
"Dunes, Nexus, I am a Prime. So you're Primes too? Brought here by Omni." Eon took in the situation, five men armed with guns... no only three had guns, the other two had blades of some kind. Strange... "Shouldn't we be friends?" The laughter exploded even louder than before.
"Stop! *Laughing* you bout made me mess my pants! *Laughing fades* You really gonna owe me for this school teachin I'm given you blondie. We ain't no Primes, we called Seconds. We're here cuz another Prime like you brought us here." They were within about ten yards of Eon now. One began to tremble for some reason.
"Boss... that hair and eyes... ain't that... ain't that the 'King of the Dunes'?" Eon's brow raised, all the men stopped their advancement after this comment. Pete looked at his boys and rubbed his hand over his face. He thoroughly scanned Eon up and down, stopping to fixate on the two revolvers.
They think I'm someone else? I mean, they may not be the sharpest tools in the box but hadn't they just deduced that he was freshly plucked from his world into this one? And who was this 'King of the Dunes' he resembled that brought so much fear in them?
"Look you numbnutt!", Pete pointed, "He carrying guns! Gilgamesh ain't never carried no gun! And that's the 'False King' you're talking about, and I heard he got banished! Not to mention this guy don't know his Oververse from his Pale Moors" The others murmured to each other in disbelief for a moment then relaxed and reverted their attention back to Eon.
"I appreciate you all of your help. If their is anything I can do to repay you all..." Eon looked at the men, eyes gleaning, ready and twitching to pull their weapons on him.
"Ya there is... You could let us eat you alive"
PvP: Green
You can attack me, doesn't mean I won't High Tail It! HA!
You can attack me, doesn't mean I won't High Tail It! HA!