[2259] Gone Fishing

Joseph:

I had not alot of time on my hands like we did in the early days of the village. I could rig up some of my people's tech and make great improvements on what little lesser technology the Neo allowed the village to have.

I suppose keeping the people not as advanced as the Neoplanet made sense.

So many worlds here were so underdeveloped and old fashion.

I had made a few upgrades to our 'Monster Truck' since its hauling coal days but not as much as I'd like. I never was able to rig a cloak that large around it that survived space travel.
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The ship could be exposure since this planet is NOT aligned with the Starkers and is considered 'savage heathen aliens'.

The readings I was given had the rock deep under the water. After shortly surveying  the surface I put it into 'aquatic' upgrade and dive.

The big claw breaks the rocky reef and probes deep for the scared stone.

The people of the waters rise up but were unadvanced.

I send some men into the water to scare them before they get hurt by the construction ... something happens. Woman sway them... and eat them or try to.. its a bite kiss fest ; )

I call back the others finding it very unlucky to have an all male crew for this mission if thats what the females of this alien race do.

*I rip up a stuffed animal of Echo's I kept on the consule and put the fluff in my eyes before I blare classical music as the CLAW digs*

Somewhere backwater planet far away where humans still hide in the woods like the cockroaches they are since 'Meredith is the last one' in the known alien worlds.

Stefan:

I had completely changed my life around from my terrible ways after hearing a MESSAGE from a very captivating man - Morgain.  
A world and way he offered was what I needed as filling the dark pit in my soul with every vice had not satisficed me but brought me lower and lower to the point I did not want to go on another day.

Morgain had left a little chapel in the woods here for us to better learn his alien god's way with a captivating special glass from the city of lights where he and this one true king hail from - Mosaic.

I was not WORTHY to go to this city and instead felt called to give passers by the good news here in the woods.

I was finely starting priestly duties.  The ONE thing that could ruin this for me was my family..
My mother did her whole  theatrics at me last week during the harvest festival but she and the family sodded off in a caravan migrating for the winter to green pastures. I'd worry about her when they pass through again

...and maybe one other thing... might..be a stumbling block.

I watch the new and YOUNG Mrs. Finkelstein come in with her very aged husband.

The old man felt comfort viewing the light on the glass mosaic maybe his soul was yearning to know the alien gods and their ways. He was a lawyer and had quite alot of baggage. But was wealthy enough to get a 4th wife during a famine and migration... .

Nadia was blonde to the roots I noticed but had darkened it a little more to be brown, I had noticed out of desperation it seemed quite a few of the richer men were marrying the giant class now.  I may not look as old as they but I remember quite recently that was not allowed.
The lack of survivors after every attack seemed to help push away such taboos.  There was talk of course, that you could not guarantee pure human bloodlines intermarrying the giants since records were not so upkept like with the high class.

I'm sure Mr. Finklestein did not mean to have children with her though... I'm sure she was just for companionship.  *mind GOES places...fantasies.. and I have to stop it for the 10th time today*

"Dr. Finklestein did you have a question about the service today. Mother superior is on the balcony and is always willing to talk."

He walks off with his cane leaving me alone with Nadia. She quickly points that out too.
My eyes are drawn to her neck.. not because I was..lusting of course but she had a ..new necklace.  There was something about it - Ragweed's left eye something ..familiar..

(Nadia): "Did you want to be alone with me that bad Father Stefan.."
She brushes past me and I try not to react. I reach for her necklace rather entranced by it unfornatenly.

"Wh..ere did you get this?"

(Nadia): "Oh my husband bought it at the harvest festival from one of the old crones, she said it was lucky but its so ugly.  I took out a broch and popped it in to the necklace casing to cover it up some..  "

I stop fondling her neck and turn away.

"I see."

My mother doesn't look like an old crone so its fine. Fine.
I was afraid she was going to spy on me or something of the sort.

(Nadia): "How big is that confession box.."

I felt her hands over my back and neck and try not to break character to warn her.. there IS some form of transferee energy whisking off that necklace. - RAGWEEDS EYES CALLNG TO THE WORMS IN XENON -

"Big enough.."
I say absent minded before shaking her off.

"excuse me.." I stiffly walk outside taking in the chapel garden's flowers and fluttering birds in the bathe. So carefree so unburned.

(Fantine): "You are way to hot to be a priest you know.."

I turn to see her near the treeline and quickly go to my sister. Pretending I did not hear Mrs. Finklestien's calls.

(Nadia): "If you change your mind, you know where the cabin is me and my necklace await.."

"Why are you here Fantine..isnt the freakshow disbanded."

(Fantine): "I'll make it quick. Your little blonde girlfriend, get that necklace off her. Some dark force is being called to these eyes.."

"Eyes?"

(Fantine): "I bought one from Old Lady Iris, she has this hag boy she was trying to make portals out of his eyes..like hes a Xern or something... dementia is setting in.."

I look at her disturbed wishing I did not know that. I should probably do something now?

(Fantine): "Look shes mad as hatter now...he'll probably eat her and get away.. probably.. the point is. I sense something transmitting. Your girlfriend is going to die..Im only telling you so they dont BLAME you because these people will turn on you given an excuse, no one would never believe you changed. I dont. "

"What did you do with the one you have?" I ask shocked imagining the worst.

(Fantine):" I gave it to Angelic as a earing ....she'll never see it coming.."

I sigh wishing she would stop tormenting the Parta TRIPPLETS so.

"Our dear late sister's children have suffered enough...will you stop."

(Fantine): "I'm going to go wait and watch Angelic.. you decide if your little temptation lives or dies. Consider yourself warned."

I bit my lip watching her go.

I hesitate only a moment before stampeding through the prayer garden into the woods to find that cabin

TO BREAK the necklace not..do anything else..
I will resist!!

I WILL SHOW THEM ALL!!
..............................

*......and then they banged with the necklace on the floor, incoming doom forgotten by passion*

Valley Village, one of the LAST human outposts takes the blunt of the portal.



Those without bunkers are screwed, many run to the woods as if that can save them.


The human race has a LATE Valentine's Day visit from the forces of darkness.


'What is love' starts playing on every old fashion radio and record player in town, the weak willed first start bopping to this vintage beat that overwhelms the screams of fear and terror from the town folk.



Out walks a golden clad dragonheaded demon lord, he often gets trapped away from the human race every so generation, this was his easiest escape.  its Mannon the greedy gold god and he senses a disgustingly courpted basterd dying he can use.

Judge Mann was struck by his own arrow that Xenon flung back at him and bleeding out in the woods.
He would he raised up to serve the human race right, do what has to be done. Because something has to be DONE. This is just pathetic excuse for humanity right here before him.

Even the advanced Brewcasltes shooting from their motherland English ship start getting that dreaded music tone playing unable to shut off as their ship spun out of control.  

Horses are SPOOKED carriages go out of control.

With a  sick morbid smirk Angelic watches from her window, Papa Parta and  Anastesia do not return, she knows her inheritance is NEAR. The remaining sister Amanda pulls her from her dark thoughts, thinking she was struck with fear not in murderous intent.

They flee into the strong arms of George to hide in Tony's bunker. Fantine is horrified those two wrenches still LIVE. After all THIS.

Spring is hitting her with his big wings screeching in such profanities of his old self that were now only heard as birdcalls.