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- Cliff Steele has posed:
Picking up immediately from the last scene, all amount of chaos and destruction as people immediately begin fighting each other once the heroes pick up the Brazier. It is more than a standard disagreement, since there is a decided tension in the air, the regular innocence of the dreamlands...thin...somehow. Those who are dreamers or those who are physically present (Ilmr) can see that the sky is more than a disembodied invisible hand at this point and the city lies in a basement with a lego model but also vast ritual magical paraphinealia around a binding circle set in the stone where once Dream had been held captive, making this place closely bound to the waking world. There is a doll, lying in repose on a white gurney with various dials and paraphinalia. The dreamers (but not the inhabitants) can hear the man mutter to himself, "Tonight, my lovely, at long last you shall be awoken. The deaths that this combat shall bring you to life." And there is of course panic among many of the waking dreamers that dont have powers that are appearing in greater numbers around the chaos as super heroes and super villains use powers on each other. Batman and Superman fight Lex Luthor and Grodd. Ninjas swarm in a massive amount and regular people are using legos to shield themselves.
- Ilmr Hukommelse has posed:
Ilmr looks around at everything in wonder. She watches the man muttering and cocks her head curiously at him. I know this man, she thinks to herself. She looks around to see if there anyone else is approaching him then decides to see if she can speak to him. She kneels near him to eye level and speaks, "hello, are you alright?"
- Michael Hannigan has posed:
To those who have been dealing with the LEGO world it seems like the Phantasm that had been herding dreamers onto a ship had abandoned them. This is NOT so!
Ok maybe a little bit. Mike was pulling Robotman out of the dream realm and once he was back at Amanda's place he had to take a breather before jumping back in.
So, imagine his surprise when he hops in and ends up in a pile of LEGO bricks. This was NOT here when he stepped out a minute ago. As he gets his bearings in. The evil monologue of the man above is heard. Well. That's not good. Still hidden away in the pile, he starts to shove at them. Outside the pile, there's only the slightest bit of movement to hint to what's going on
- Robbie Reyes has posed:
Somewhere a double bass begins to pound rapidly.
Somewhere a rapid pace of chords drools from an amp.
A singular demon in the lands between Limbo and Hell raises its head from its struggling meal, and raises a hand with two fingers curled, and the exterior digits extended and raised up to the sky as it screeches its cry.
Tires rubber no longer visible as hellfire spins around the wheels and the same fire spits from the exhaust as the hellcharger literally tears a hole through dimensions and space to roar through the cosmos into the basement. The deathly driver's skinless smile shines as the rider himself burns unendingly through the battlefield, smashing through fellow mini-figs in the contest, scanning for allies against this Frankenstinian foe!
- Cliff Steele has posed:
There is an explosion as one mad bomber manages to send a few dreamer's essence into the large glass bottle that is slowly piling up. The Actionist looks at Ilmr and blinks, surprised that she can see him much less talk to him, "I am well, very well. This is Eve. She is going to be my dream lover, and I am going to bring her to life. I have consulted with my brother, the Diviner, and I am quite certain that tonight is the optimal moment for my success. Stay away from the combat and you should be fine."
Cliff, from another part of the combat trying to get people to safety as soon as they appear and largely successful picks up on this converstation and says, "Hey, I recognize you! You're the creepy old fucker who told me about the brazier in the first place! You set this whole thing up!"
"Yes I did and you completely blew it Cliff. You and your dream hopping friend, which is why I've recreated the barrier used to hold the Endless for his captivity. Tonight, you won't be going anywhere my stupid metal friend. Dont worry, once Eve is alive, I shall lover it. Try not to get killed."
The combat heats up as the lego villains and heroes seem to get more into it. Those familiar with the song of the same name would see Indian Jones, Batman, Superman, The Lone Ranger, Power Rangers, Gandalf the Grey, Gandalf the Whie and several others.
Robbie's motorcycle smashes through several ninjas and those who would do harm.
- Ilmr Hukommelse has posed:
Ilmr lets the others what the conversation was as she can see there is some confusion there. She then stands up immediately to help get other people to safety but knows she can really help by fighting as well. She throws a few well placed roundhouse kicks at the bad guys.
- Kate Bishop has posed:
Honestly. None of this gets any more normal.
Kate really needs to hit up Raven for some sort of mystic dream catcher or something to Stop The Madness of all of this. It doesn't matter how much Terry is liking it. Kate is an Archer. A Good Strategy sort and Leader of course but still, she has arrow based powers.
Not Mystic Bullshit.
"Oh great..." she sighs and twists to the side, pivoting and batting one of the mad bombers bombs away back and behind her. So it blows up dramatically but doesn't harm her.
She is at least getting used to the cinematic nature of this place. "Colette!?" things actually seem to be getting pretty lethal around here, so well no Terry in sight, maybe Colette can get them out of this mess.
- Michael Hannigan has posed:
Lego Mr. Rogers gets smacked down with several bricks as LEGOs fling off the pile Mike was buried under. As with those who ended up competing in the building competion, the form of this dreamer has changed to theme of the world. But instead of a LEGO mini-figure it appears that someone was EXTREMELY ambitious and went crazy with the hinge pieces. A mass of black LEGOs flies up, shaped into a rather detailed, and extremely mobile looking Raven. As the wings flap, the head tilts up to look to the muttering man.
"Like there's a damn manual that goes with this." The raven mutters, flying up towards the identified bad guy of the story. As it looks like he's about to reach the man there's a bit of a THUNK! as he hits an unseen nothing. The bird gives a croak of surprise before falling back. Form flipping in air as he rights himself. "ASSHOLE."
Like the guy didn't already explain that whole captivity thing.
Shut. It.
- Robbie Reyes has posed:
NINJAS SUCK ASS KID. THEY'RE ALL MURDERERS AND KILLERS. END THEM Says the voice in the Ghost Rider's head as he presses the pedal further down into the floor as the plastic and fire spewing car rises up in the front from the torque slamming into the ground below and a glowing streak of orange plastic fire grows behind the car.
The Lego Ghost Rider then puts his feet down through the car, phasing through the floor board and slamming his plastic heels into the ground as he phases through the car itself, the thing rocketting off forward leaving the skull faced man standing below the now flying raven. "Ain't seen a demon like that before..." ME NEITHER KID.
A chain starts spinning in the black gloved plastic hand and he starts to approach, expecting the bird to be something he needs to put down. All he knows in this moment is fight and kill.
- Colette O'Connail has posed:
They won the building contest, they got the brazier. It should all be over, right? Apparently not. There's a surge of lego villains charging. This isn't mystic bullshit Kate, it's dream bullshit. It's not /meant/ to make sense.
"What?" Colette responds to Kate, starting to look slightly annoyed. "Look. There are a bunch of lego supervillains attacking. You're a lego superhero. You should fight them. I'm not the superhero here, I'm just a regular civilian, don't look at me!"
With a fishy roar, lego King Shark eyes the brazier and those surrounding the brazier, and charges. Colette raises a hand and projects a wall of black lego bricks that lego King Shark collides with at speed, producing a sizable thump, and dumping the bricky carcharodonoid on his ass.
"Shoot 'em with lego arrows," Colette suggests to Kate. "Or you know, since we're in the brick builder's arena or whatever this place is called, and we can basically just create anything we want with legos, maybe instead of following the script and doing what the rest of these idiots are doing we could just put them all in lego cages or something. Your call, you're the hero here."
- Cliff Steele has posed:
"Fuck this. Why do we need to play his stupid game?" He cranks up his voice to SUPER LOUD and shouts, "HEY EVERYONE!" The entire fight, remarkably, stops. Cliff is a bit non plussed by this, but instead says, "OK look we're actually dreamers from the waking world and the invisible hand in the sky is casting a dark ritual to get you to kill a lot of civilian dreamers in the cross fire to power his doll in the fight so let's NOT fight and show him we can't be used, ok?" They look at Cliff, justifiably, like he is insane and proceed to start to fight again even more intensely.
More essence is added to the doll whose eyelids flutter. He laughs maniacally, "She's alive! She's ALIVE!"
- Ilmr Hukommelse has posed:
Ilmr stops fighting for a moment after Cliff's announcement and doesn't feel too surprised by that. She tries to wake some of the others up as the doll comes to life. Her first impulse was to yell as well but then summons a guitar and starts playing, hoping it wakes the others up.
- Kate Bishop has posed:
"You know. This would all be easier if you didn't fight with every fiber of your being against being heroic now and then Col..." she says saltily.
Still she fires off three little lego arrows pegging lego scarecrow right in the face and knocking his head off, along with his pumpkin miniosn.
Let's see. Build. Build.
She glances around and waves her free lego hand and starts assembling little automated Singijeon class siege weapons. Yes it is still arrows but the things start to position and fire one hundred arrows at once.
- Cliff Steele has posed:
The Actionist looks at Mike and says, "I'm not an asshole! You're an asshole....asshole." A master of witty dialog is the actionist.
- Michael Hannigan has posed:
Unable to attack the one causing the problem in the first place, the bird's flight path adjusts, moving down towards the conflict. Colette's observation does get overheard. "Do that!" He agrees, swooping down to split up a rather one sided fight. The bird looks towards the allies, unaware of the flamey one sizing him up for possible attack. "Did you guys track down that thing we're supposed to get out of here?"
Hearing the Actionist's response the bird looks up. "Really now? Last time I checked between the two of us, I'M NOT THE ONE TRYING TO MURDER PEOPLE TO MAKE A DATE INSTEAD OF JUST USING TINDER OR MATCH!"
Is Match still a thing?
Dunno.
- Colette O'Connail has posed:
"You wouldn't want me to try, Kate. Believe me on this." Colette can be heroic sometimes. Just a couple of weeks ago she joined an effort to defeat an evil cult in Malta and free some captive kids from them, though admittedly she hasn't mentioned this.
Also to be more accurate she watched cynically as a bunch of heroes did it, without actually letting them know she was joining in. And she had to fight the temptation to turn into a Golem of Shadow and murder all the cultists after the heroes left with the kids.
This is probably why she hadn't mentioned it.
Colette watches Kate's construction work without comment, but after a while she sighs slightly. As Kate's siege weapon nears completion, she gestures in the direction of the huge heap of bricks left from various exploding lego buildings. Bricks swirl through the air and start building themselves into something next to Kate's weapon, and before long Kate's fire arrow launcher is joined by an huge twelve-barrel gatling cannon on a rotating gun-mount. "Or you could use that," she suggests. "It doesn't always have to be arrows."
Colette peers up at the bird, then points back down at the brazier that they'd received as the prize for winning the building contest. "I still think we should just smash it!" she calls up.
As she speaks, bricks keep swirling. Building gatling cannons is kind of fun, but there are a lot of spare bricks and honestly a gatling cannon isn't the best way to break up a fight.
In a garish display of zero concern for color sense, bricks hurl down out of the sky apparently at random to form patchwork multi-colored walls all around the arena, walls growing rapidly higher as Colette uses BUILDER POWER to start trying to separate dreamers, heroes and villains into nice secure separate lego cells.
- Robbie Reyes has posed:
The bird adjusts it's flight and it's going lower. If there were lips on the plastic skull head of the Ghost Rider, they'd be smirking viley.
GET HIM! Eli demands!
The chain begins to spin, looking more like a propeller than a chain and the tip then starts to ignite, the atmosphere burning from the speed of the blade cutting the air but it's the hellfire manifesting as he then whips the chair towards the bird.
But then the Ghost Rider stops and looks around and the chain falls through the air to land on the ground harmlessly and it looks around towards the voice that told them all to stop fighting.
That voice is obviously the greater foe, as there's no 'invisible hand in the sky' plus how could they see it if it was invisible in the first place. KILL THE IDIOTS! Demands Eli again and the Ghost Rider turns towards Cliff's direction though not sure of the target just yet.
- Cliff Steele has posed:
And its all....chaos.
Like seriously, chaos.
So where to start. Ilmr's musical ability is working but the dreamers find as they sing along that they are magically bound here. Perhaps she should sing something else besides trying to get people to wake up?
Cliff's jaw drops to the ground as he points at Cliff and several other heroes and villains seem to share this idea. A large mob has joined up and is ready to proceed for the lynching. Cliff, realizing the things that the others are doing to manipulate dream summons and tries to build a tank. He gets a nice ham sandwich. Maybe is a creativity thing? "What the fuck!?"
The Asshole...er..Actionist chuckles, "You fool. That is a greater artifact! A veritable relic of power! If you destroy it you will bind everyone here FOREVER!" He cackles.
Cliff blinks, "Could one of you build a Volcano?"
The arrors from Kate's succesful seige weapon save a dozen dreamers who manage to escape the battle field though more are appearing.
Collete's attempt to build massive walls to disrupt the battle by building a wall is having an effect. IT isnt stopping the transfer of essence to the doll whose eyes are now open and is ...upset...
The Actionist does not notice this and yells at Mike, "I have dated many women. None of them are worthy of me! Also...what is a Tinder?"
- Ilmr Hukommelse has posed:
Ilmr sees that people aren't stopping the fight so she sings a song to influence them to stop fighting. Her voice takes on soothing, relaxing tones that start calming the others. She makes eye contact with Cliff and smiles reassuringly.
- Kate Bishop has posed:
Well that is effective. Though Gattling guns maybe more so. "Sigh." yeah she said it instead of just sighing.
"Look. I like arrows. They are my thing. I mean yes I have a bow.. and mockingbird batons.. but arrows. They are more personal than a bullet."
She waves her hand up and down and the bow turns into a gun. She squints a moment at the battle field and then rapid fires off like five shots. All of them dead to right bullseyes on Villain Legos. "Not like I don't know how guns work Col."
Another squint. "Good job on the cages though... smart."
- Robbie Reyes has posed:
The fire spouting from the small hole in the top of the skull flairs in intensity for a moment as the spirit spies Cliff and knows in its souls that is the source of the outside power and must take the thing down. Now.
The chain falls out of it's plastic grip and a dozen more seem to sprout from the very ground in a multifingered hand reaching out to stab at Cliff with all it's fingers and claws.
From behind deeper in the battle field the roar of the miniture plastic V8 screams and roars at the same time as the car pilots itself behind the Ghost Rider and is perfectly timed where all three threats, the blades on the ends of the chains, the Rider himself, and the car are going to smash into Cliff at once.
The rider falls clattering against the ground in front of cliff, the chains disappear in a puff of smoke and the car comes to a halt, turning sideways to avoid the rider and Cliff. Seems Ilmr's song worked in time as the flames all vanish from the minifigure.
- Michael Hannigan has posed:
Brazier pointed out the bird swoops down towards it, a talons wrapping around it rather easily. The flight adjusts to fly over to grab Cliff with the other one to fly him over to where Collete is. Good Lord. HOW many LEGOS went in to make this raven?
As the question gets asked after the brazen defense, the bird's head tilts. He hands the Brazier over to the now set down Cliff before flying up to get closer to the Actionist. "Wait. You don't know what Tinder is? Oh man. It's SO much easier to use to get... companionship than doing all this. There's this guy at the studio who uses that app. Swears by it. Do you have a smart phone?"
- Colette O'Connail has posed:
Bricks continue to swirl at Colette's command, dividing the arena into ever smaller cells and making it increasingly hard for the combatants to keep fighting. Whenever she's satisfied that she's got a relatively secure batch of innocent dreamers secured in one of the cells, the cell starts moving away from the army of villains, shepherding the potential victims away from danger.
"I mean... the bird has a point!" Colette yells up. "There are easier ways to get a date than this. We could set you up with Tinder and you'd be sorted. This whole ritual nonsense is so last century. You'll love it! You'd have so many options to chose from. Different hook-up every night if you want it, and none of the hassle. It'll take like ten minutes to get your profile set up and then you're good to go. You can't really prefer all this nonsense over that simplicity. Listen to the bird, he's wise."
- Cliff Steele has posed:
The actionist summons an iphone and looks at it and starts to look up the app and then looks at the lego city, "why does not one TELL me these things" He starts messing with the phone and trying out the app looking extremely intruiged, but the thing about getting distracted during a highly complex magical ritual bringing a being to life is, boys and girls, dont! Especially a thing you are bringing to life that can get JEALOUS. A hand reaches up from the table unseen by the actionist and reaches for his throat.
Meanwhile, the walls and cages and music are collectively starting to work well. Cliff is remarkably not mauled by the hoard of angry legos who are then obliterated by Kate's incredible accuracy. Things seem to be settling as then out of nowhere, Grodd grabs the brazier again.
Because of course he does.
- Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike blinks as the man starts fiddling with the phone. "Hey man, could you... uh drop that barrier thing before you do that?" The raven suggests, " It might get weird for you having an audience while you set that up."
- Kate Bishop has posed:
Kate shakes the gun back into a bow and backs up to the Brazier now and looks at it then the others. "I mean we won it.. do we have a plan yet on how to get this stupid thing out of the dreaming....?"
IF they had a plan she may have missed that memo.
Sigh.
"Also.. wow that guy is not bright... I Feel bad being trapped by an idiot..."
- Robbie Reyes has posed:
Lego Robbie rolls/flips onto his back and looks to the sky above, blinking softly as he rises to sit on the floor in a way that only lego can. Shaking his head he ends up looking at the black car and the walls surrounding him in and knowing what he has to do.
The door slams with a CLICK, and the rider roars back to life, fire spewing from the back and beneath the tires as they spin and the rider slams the car into the side of the cage and keeps going around, paint scratching and pistons popping.
The car then 'hops the curb' and is driving on the top of the wall when a hole of fire opens up before it and the car simply drives into it, disappearing from the wall and the arena entirely.
- Colette O'Connail has posed:
"I mean... Kate... look around you. Anyone who comes up with a scheme as elaborate as this for anything less than taking over the world is a fucking idiot, what do you expect?" Colette asks. "But yeah, let's get the hell out of here. Bird Man, you wanna do your..." She gestures towards the brazier, just as Grodd appears from nowhere to abscond with it. AGAIN.
"FUCKING MONKEY!" Colette yells. She was kind of hoping this was all coming to a conclusion. It has been a blast, but it's getting a bit extra right now. She's a bit pissed.
Bricks by the thousands come hurtling through the air, forming more rapidly-built walls of garish patchwork colors to try to cut off the lego ape's path to freedom and pen him in, and then Colette starts hurling bolts of darkness in the shape of bricks from her hands, which explode either side of Grodd, the shockwaves from the blast tearing small bricky craters in the ground around him. "Get the FUCK back here with that brazier right NOW you idiot apeapepepe!"
Her voice sounded a little... strange... just there.
"What do you think you're even doing? You /want/ to get permanently stuck in this insane dream world? 'Cos doing what you're doing is going to do that. Hand the brazier over NOW." She doesn't know that's true - Colette hasn't really been paying much attention to what has been happening, but it seems like the kind of thing that people have been saying to her, so it probably makes sense. To add some encouragement she summons more bolts of brick darkness in her hands but does not unleash them at Grodd - yet.
- Cliff Steele has posed:
The ape in question is insantly shunted to another section of dream entirely, as Lego Grodd finds himself in the village of Wall, confused as all out get but we were going to fucking use it at some point for this plot wouldnt we? The brazier drops to the ground and then Cliff grabs and catches it. "There we go!"
Everyone who isnt Grodd is totally joining in the music with Ilmr at this point and singing about sunshine and rainbows and lollipops and the dreamers are joining in. Its working as the stream of life force floating to Eve falters and stops.
Speaking of Eve, she rises, looking heart broken and jealous. She was brought into this world for ONE purpose to make ONE man happy..and literally his first act is to betray her.
The Actionist nods to the raven, "Very well, I shall lift it" and then scowls at Kate, "Hey, when YOU can track down and bind a portion of the realm of dream to a portal use by the eNdless you can talk...I will have you know..." gurk! And a pale white hand grabs around his throat, followed by another as Eve slowly begins getting her life force....from something else.
- Michael Hannigan has posed:
With the promise of the spell being lifted. The bird flies around, looking over towards Cliff who is supposed to be guarding the br-
Oh dangnabbit. However Colette's shouts are sufficient enough to tell the bird who to look for. The large erection of LEGOS is another tip off. And then Cliff has it once again.
Ok Cliff had one job and he pulled it out. Great!
"Alright then." Wings flapping the bird swoops down, Form shifting to his more human form when he lands. A LEGO DRAGO smiles to Cliff. "I'll take that. And hopefully we can end this."
Hopefully.
- Robbie Reyes has posed:
Barrier's are hard to cross, especially when face to face with them, but when you're given a way to bore beneath them, or around them, someone will. Someone will find a way out that wasn't expected.
The door into the room that the Actionist has made his center for mocking his play-things and reviving his dead love is breached from the outside. Someone opens the door with a foot. A large... square... plastic... foot?
((SCREW THIS GUY!)) yells Eli in the Rider's head as the formerly 'mini'-fig walks into the room, and the Ghost Rider's plastic face suddenly has eyes glowing with fires and souls of countless hells and horrors as he looks to Eve and the Actionist at the same time, drawing, bidding them both to stare into their own awful memories and misdeeds.
- Kate Bishop has posed:
"I stand by my statement.. fucking idiot." when the guy starts to get ..well metaphysically devoured by his own creation.
She looks a little concerned at Colette and actually steps a bit closer there and notes to her friend. "Cliff got it... no worry... all good with the Brazier now..."
- Cliff Steele has posed:
The actionist drops his phone in shock and starts to say the command word that he put in Eve as a failsafe but JUST as he is about to croak it, the horrific skull eyed plastic cylinder head moves up from dream which would normally be impossible but with the barrier lowered, of course Dream can flow from this area and every horrific thing the Actionist has done comes back to haunt him. He is the least evil of his six brothers...but he is still pretty damn evil and he shrieks in horror!
Cliff smiles, "Fuck yeah! We won! Fuck that guy! Fuck this place lets get the fuck out of...wait. The stupid old guy just said that someone physically here has to take it to the real world. I'm not physically here anymore. FUCK!"
Ilmr raises her hand.
"You're physically here?"
She nods, "Fuck yeah! Ilmr, everyone. Everyone Ilmr." He hands the brazier to her as Terry as Vorpal cartoons the few remaining bad guys not singing or caged or staring with everyone else up into the sky watching the human get strangled and brain melted.
- Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike looks between Robotman and the newly introduced, previously mistaken for a background character, Ilmr. "...Well, alright, you carry that, and I'll pull you over." He holds his hand out. "Basic rules, take the hand, close your eyes and we'll step forward together. Don't open those eyes til we're on the other side. I'll tell you when that is."
- Colette O'Connail has posed:
There is one final thing Colette feels the need to do. One more great act of brick construction. Waving her hands like a conductor she summons up her imagination and her dream building-power, and starts to manipulate the transparent lego bricks of the great shattered hand the villains had constructed in the last round of the contest.
Legos fly through the air like a vast flock of rectilinier transparent birds and come together in a storm of motion, the hand reconstructing itself, though with a significant change. This time the giant hand is angled towards the Actionist where he screams in the agony of self-realisation inspired by the Ghost Rider's lego penance stare, three fingers folded down and one rising proudly to the sky. A vast, glassy, lego bird being flipped at the perpetrator of all this nonsense.
"Yeah. Fuck it," Colette says. "Let's get the hell out of here and go get drunk somewhere."
- Cliff Steele has posed:
The young woman being born from the essence of the actionist sees into Robbie's eyes and screams....
The Actionist touches a ring on his right hand and vanishes....
The spell binding the two worlds starts to fade as does Robbie...
By use of his power, the door between worlds opens and Ilmr and the Brazier are brought into the real world....Cliff sits up waking up and fist pumps, "FUCK YEAH!" He blinks, "Fuck....which bar?
6716/In The Madlands
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- Cliff Steele has posed:
More than a month has passed since Ilmr fled the sane asylum, carefully avoiding herds of Pianos as she moved, but now the moon waxes high and she is no closer to finding...anywhere really. Strange and mysterious are the inhabitants she has met, and frankly most of the Madlands made little sense to boot. With her memory so gone, it is even more maddening and yet with great patience she has nevertheless persisted.
So on a cold and weary night as survival skills meant for the waking world that seem at best upside down here slowly recur to her, she sees a campfire in the distance with a lone figure seated therein, warming his hands by the fire. There is something dreadful, something inviting, something familiar and something ominous about it all at the same time.
- Ilmr Hukommelse has posed:
She stiffles her sense of unease and walks up to the lone figure. She badly wants to know what is going on and that overpowers the sense to run the other direction. Well, she thinks, if anything there is warmth here, even for a few moments. She approaches the figure cautiously and asks, "hello, do you mind if I warm myself here for a moment?"
- Cliff Steele has posed:
The figure looks up, and seems familiar to her. Was this someone she saw at the Sane Asylum. He throws back his hood and looks at her, smiling, a piece of wood and a whittling knife in his hand as he is slowly wittling what looks like an oddly blocky childs doll. "But of course, stay as long as you like. Stew as well if you like it," he motions to a delicious smelling stew that lays in the cookpot across from her. Curious that she hadnt smelled it before with her extremely sharp Asgardian senses. Magic, some distant memory in the back of her mind whispered in echoes and chambers therein. This man was a mage, all the more reason to be even more astutely cautious, "You have come quite far it seems."
- Ilmr Hukommelse has posed:
She doesn't need further invitation, she walks up to the bubbling stew that really does smell delicious, takes a proffered bowl and pours herself some and sits down. The man before her doesn't seem quite as frightening as before and she eats her stew quickly. She sees him watching her curiously and realizes she should answer his question. "Yes, I have come quite far... I'm not really sure how far I have come." She looks at the doll he is whittling away at and pointing at it, says "may I ask what you are doing there?"
- Cliff Steele has posed:
The figure puts his hand to his beared chin, and smiles, Lapis eyes looking deeply back into her own. "You have come exactly 349 Marches, which to the extend that waking geometry matters at all (and it doesnt) about 5000 or 25 miles as the dead crow flies. But such things are antiquated when measured in the dreamlands. I am here to offer you a bargain," he said with certainty, "since I am a man who likes to have a backup plan. A certain oaf has misplaced a certain object of great importance by shirking a certain sacred duty. You might have met him, all shiny? There is a beacon, of great import, and should I miss my first chance I am game to make a second. My bargain is simple. I shall speed your journey, one you will never reach at the rate you go to be of any consequence in the struggle you seek, on your promise that you will not leave the Dreamlands until the Brazier is brought to Wall. My deed is to be accomplished, and if I do not succeed, and the forces of Story are strong with these fools, then I shall want my second chance. Destiny is fickle but it will not be denied. It can, however, be delayed and bent from time to time."
- Ilmr Hukommelse has posed:
Ilmr stares at him for a moment or two, thinking about his offer. The offer doesn't sound too bad and she likes the idea of traveling with a companion, especially as she really doesn't know where she's going. "He doesn't seem like such a bad type", she muses to herself, "and perhaps this will help me remember who I am". Aloud she said, "I promise, I'll help you achieve your goal... however many times it takes." She extends her hand to him.
- Cliff Steele has posed:
"He's a foul mouthed goof ball who risked the lives of tens of thousands of people on a lark, and the poorest tool for my design imaginable short of an amnesiatic asgardian who has no idea who or what she is, but I will take the two arrows in the quiver being what they may be. I am of the Old Way, and we are in the Old Country, remember this daughter of the Great World Tree. Remember the ways of riddles, and names and bargains made. Remember this when they tell you that you need not take the Brazier to Wall. Remember this when the temptation to walk in the sunlit world rears its head. As to who you are? You are Ilmr Hukommelse, daughter of Asgard and forgotten goddess of music. My goal, heroine, involves the sacrifice of tens of thousands of souls. I rather doubt you will find my cause something someone so noble of bearing will so easily take, but bargain made and kept." He extends his hand and there is a gong somewhere, a chime as he lets go and takes out a key, putting it into a large oak before him, turning it into a keyhole that had not previously been there.
He turns the key and a door appears in the tree as if it had always been there, showing a vast city of sky scrapers and blocks and and endless shining sea. "Step forth daughter of Asgard, and keep your oath."
- Ilmr Hukommelse has posed:
Ilmr ponders what he says but it makes no difference, she's already made her promise to this man and she won't go back on her word. She stands up to go through the door but pauses a moment. "You didn't tell me what your name is, sir."
- Cliff Steele has posed:
He smiles wickedly, "No, daughter of Asguard, I didn't." He shuts the door behind her as she finds herself curiously blocky like some kind of wooden or plastic doll with oddly curved hands as the door that was no door is gone beside her and she can smell the salt air of the sea as the city rises and shines before her.
Adventure awaits.
6641/Lego Master Builders
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- Cliff Steele has posed:
It simply wasn't fair. One minute, the heroes had retrieved the Brazier, and then a giant hand came down and suddenly everyone woke up. Several nights later in the waking world, everyone awoke in a crowded stadium full of thousands of cheering legos.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaand the Heroes have arrived. Welcome inhabitants of Lego Metropolis. This is LEGOOOOOOOOO MAAAAAAAAAAASTER BUILDERS. Both teams will create a building and then walk away as it explode for coolness. There are three rounds for each team, whoever wins, gets the prize!" The voice seems to come from everywhere and nowhere.
Cliff, showing up as a dreamer, seems extremely confused to be here and says, "What the fuck?"
The villains team seems to consist of Lego Riddler, Lego Manta, Lego Grodd and Lego Lex. "Heroes. GO. FIRST!"
- Joan Wright has posed:
LEGO Joan blinks as she finds herself in the stadium. Her ... outfit looks a lot like the attire she wears to a construction site along with the painted on pockets of the cargo paints. The yellow of her head starts to look a little orange as she notes the large amount of people looking their way. Eep.
While the color of her paint may have changed, she does end up hearing the rules. Building with LEGOs? As a competition?
The face turns back to yellow as she starts jumping stiffly into the air, legs and arms swinging back and forth. "WOOH!" SIGN HER U-
Oh she's already signed up.
- Kate Bishop has posed:
Lego Kate meanwhile rubs her lego face with her lego hands.
"I really should have told Rae I needed help instead of Vorpal. Rae would have just devoured the entire dream realm or destroyed the stupid Brazier or .... something. Something with closure. Finality. I mean... yes sure.. maybe finality for everyone's dreams for all time but...." she just mopes there for a moment. "But no, now that there is a chance that Vorpal may die here... I am S-O-L..."
The lego shoulders just slump a bit.
"Okay. So uh... building buildings ... with chaos logic.... Vorpal?" she looks around at this point for her teammate assuming he is sucked in as well by default at this point. He is loving this shit.
He owes her.
- Terry O'Neil has posed:
The Cheshire lego cat lowers the blueprints he has been staring at for the last couple of seconds, and then bites down on his little lego pipe. "Oh darlings, it's going to be simply amazing. Absolutely dahling."
He lays the blueprints down. Which, of corse, are printed on a little plastic sheet, not soft at all. "I call this, The Unbearable Lightness Of Being Late For Dinner. Three parts dali, one part Escher, and six eights Schopenhauer."
It's a building. Of sorts. If M. C. Escher had started building one of his impossible staircases and then decided to go on a bender with Dali, and then decided to copy a bit of Georgia O'Keefe, this would be the result. It's a building at its core, but there are a lot of parts. A lot of parts that precariously reach to the sky and go nowhere, that recurse into itself like the handles of some sort of basket one goes to hell in, or that simply bulges out in all of its lego glory. It looks like it would explode like a pinata full of tentacles.
"What say you?"
- Colette O'Connail has posed:
"You ask 'what the fuck' as if you hadn't been here before," Colette says to Cliff, because she's there too. It's not like she walked up or anything, nor was there any particular warning before she was standing by Cliff's elbows and heckling. She's just there. Such is the nature of dreams. "If this wasn't some kind of fucked up nonsense, then asking 'what the fuck' would be appropriate."
Colette passes Cliff a bottle of lego beer, because of course she has already started taking advantage of the generally malleable nature of local reality for reasons of boozing. "I'm not a hero," she objects. "I'm not in the Titans..." she gestures towards Terry and Kate with her own lego beer. "Or Doom Patrol. Or..." she eyes Joan, who she has never met outside the dream world and knows nothing about, including what she looks like in non-lego form. "Or whatever. So I probably shouldn't be on this team. Maybe I should join the other team. They look amusing. I bet Lego joker has just the sort of sick and twisted imagination that works well in a place like this."
She gives Kate what might be, were it less lego-y, a comforting pat on the shoulder. "S-O-L? You were going to say S-O-L-D, weren't you." She watches in bemusement as Vorpal displays his blueprints for the Unbearable Riff on Czech Literature. "I can understand that, Hawk. I'd probably be sold on the idea of him being doomed to die in some unmentionably nonsensical dreamworld if I was on a team with him too."
She takes a swig of her lego beer and tosses the bottle behind her where it smashes into its component glassy bricks, before picking up another from her stash on the ground of the stadium beside her.
"Terry, you've /prepared/ for this? Like... planning? Thinking things through, coming up with ideas ahead of time? Are you ill?"
- Cliff Steele has posed:
Cliff Steele takes the lego beer, "Well, ok I grant you that this is fucked up but I was having a normal dream. I vaguely remember getting the crap kicked out of me and I'm asleep or in a coma somewhere, so it was more a 'what the fuck' going to the dreamlands than a 'what the fuck this fucking shit again?'" He sips the beer, "Not bad. Wait, I can TASTE this. This is AWESOME. Do a steak!"
He looks at the surrealistic building and scratches his head, "I think this is Metropolis Vorp, not the Madlands. What is it? And who is gonna walk away from it? Does anyone have a pair of sunglasses?"
The villains watch, impatient but knowing they need to wait for the heroes to take their turn.
- Joan Wright has posed:
Joan looks over to Kate with the :o face of shock. "Don't speak of such things! These are my kind of people!" That's right. Mostly square. Reaching to her side, she pulls out a flat rectangular smooth piece out of nowhere. "I got blue prints too. We could combine them to make this REALLY epic! Since... I don't think we have to worry about this being to code or anything." Sure enough on the flat piece there is what looks to be a picture of the Taj Mahal up front and Hogwarts in the back with the Millennium Falcon replacing one of the capstones. "What if we used clear LEGOs to make your building float as a centerpiece to this?"
- Kate Bishop has posed:
"These. Are. Not. People." she gestures at the builders in the audience all over there now. "These are dreams from people."
There is a deep suffering sigh.
Lego Kate reaches up and pulls the lego-Hawkeye sunglasses down. "I have the Sunglasses covered. Don't fear." she fingerguns at Cliff.
She looks over at Colette "You're on our team. Also. I can't argue with your logic about Rae right now...."
- Terry O'Neil has posed:
"You know, Hawkeye, that really hurts!" Vorpal says, clamp hands on his square hips. "... I guess we're even from when I was a dick!" but Colette gets A Look. In his Lego persona, it looks something like B0. "I swear. Between you and Hawk, people would think I'm the worst hero that ever heroed. I'm done! You build your stinking building by yourselves!"
And then he steps through a Rabbit Hole and vanishes.
Ten seconds later, he emerges out of one again. "Gotcha. Just kidding." Turning to Joan, he nods "I love the idea! Let's put the Falcon on a stable orbit, too- if we have time, we could put little asteroids for it to be doing the Kessel run! Alright, let's get to work, builders!" he claps his hands together, purple light sparking between them.
- Colette O'Connail has posed:
"Fine!" Colette says. "You guys build some ridiculous buildings, I'll get working on the sungla... okay, apparently Hawkeye has that covered. You got enough for everyone, Hawk? 'Cos if we're supposed to walk away from it, clearly we all need sunglasses. "
Colette studies the two sets of blueprints, lego features betraying little. "Taj Mahal and Hogwarts. All wrapped up in a staircase that probably leads up your own ass if you try scaling it. With a space ship. I dunno. I mean aren't there actually lego kits for all this stuff? It seems to me like you aren't gonna win this contest by constructing something that looks like you just bought a few kits from Walmart and jammed them together haphazardly. What do we get if we win, by the way? Is there like a prize or something? Do we get a trophy?"
"I mean... we could just build our own trophy and walk away from the contest instead of the exploding building, right? Or just get wrecked on lego beer. This stuff is actually pretty good."
- Cliff Steele has posed:
Cliff Steele is confused as all out git, but look...angry. He yells up at the hand, "This is unfair! We had the brazier, who are you to take it!"
"Team heroes is stalling for time, walk now or forfeit your turn!"
"Fuck you fucker!" He looks at Kate.
The villains are grinning widely, hoping the heroes forfeit the round and a small green clock is ticking.
- Joan Wright has posed:
Joan lowers the blueprint as Terry vanishes, the head rotating around for a few moments. :( But when Terry returns, the head almost owls to look to her. Body turning soon after before. "You got me there." The mentioning of adding asteroids if they have time almost gets a clap in response but she can't quite get the hands to touch.
"Alright! Let's do this!" :D She sort of echos the sentiment before she runs over to a pile of building supplies, starting to toss the needed pieces for the base of the project in the direction of the building platform. Be it sheer luck or the fact they're dreaming, the pieces start landing on the grid, connecting together. As Colette starts to criticize the blue prints, the pieces start to stop flowing. The builder looks over at Colette. :( "...But I like the Millennium Falcon... That's one of the most complex builds out there."
- Kate Bishop has posed:
"I for one want a lego beer. Maybe a lego hot dog. For all this trauma." she digs in a lego pocket and offers Colette a pair of lego Hawkeye sunglasses. "I gotcha fam."
She blinks at the announcer voice. "Oh crap.. that was fast. I still want a lego beer..." she clears her throat and steps to offer Cliff sunglasses "Sorry! getting the sunglasses for th dramatic walk away... about to walk away...."
She hisses at Colette "Knock it off." then to Terry and Joan "Move those bricks.. hustle it!"
- Terry O'Neil has posed:
"The maestri approach the podium!" Vorpal says, and proceeds to hustle. As he approaches the materials, he selects his own, separate from Joan's so as not to interfere with her. "Don't worry about Colette, she's just cranky because even in lego form, her roots are showing! Let's get this show on the road!"
He waves his hands and zaps his building supplies and animates them with his chaos magic, sending them flying in order to connect according to plan.
A little chorus pops out of nowhere, providing some musical accompaniment to the building: The immortal music of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. A canon in B flat major ( K. 231).
~Leck mich im Arsch!
Goethe, Goethe!
Goetz von Berlichingen! Zweiter Akt
Die Szene kennt ihr ja!
Rufen wir nur ganz summarisch:
Hier wird Mozart literarisch!~
It is so beautiful.
- Colette O'Connail has posed:
Colette takes the lego glasses from Kate and gestures towards her stack of lego beer bottles. "Help yourself," she says. She slips on the lego sunglasses and watches as Joan and Terry get to work. It seems to be slow going, and Colette's disappointed nobody seems to be listening to her perfectly /valid/ protest about pre-designed lego sets, just because they happen to be keen on Millennium Falcons. Maybe she should help. Could she help? Chaos magic and throwing bricks, however precisely, doesn't seem to be a very fast way of building.
Colette closes her eyes, to try something. This is a dream. Dreams don't need to follow conventional building methods, or even conventionally unconventional ones, right? Colette's pretty sure of that. After all, she's dreamed a lot. There are a few beings in the universe who have spent more time dreaming than her, but they are extremely rare. Few beings have lived a fraction as long as she has, after all. After the first billion years or so, you kind of get used to dreams. Dreams are, after all, basically just your imagination when it's not concentrating.
Colette keeps her eyes closed and concentrates. Is it a daydream if it's inside a dream? She dreams of the air filling with a flock of multi-hued legos that rise up and swarm, darting this way and that as the swirl in a maelstrom of assembly, a kind of reverse-tornado that builds instead of destroys. At first it is mostly the reddish-brown bricks that accumulate in a central pile, but increasingly green, brown and blues flit inwards and click themselves into place. She dreams of the structure climbing higher and higher, four parallel columns reaching up, a distinct echo of the Sagrada Familia until the gathering accretions of bricks make the structure less familiar.
Less familiar, that is, to anyone who has not seen the Temple of the Voice on Mars, which is probably everyone currently dreaming here. She dreams of the towers growing high, reaching up over the highest tier of the stadium, the architecture almost absent of straight lines despite the brick construction. The building is something designed to stand out but at the same time blend in; it is monumental, but the broad outlines resemble the lava-mounds where Syria Planum meets Noctis Labyrinthus in the Tharsis region. From a distance of a few miles it might be mistaken for a particularly odd part of a range of shield-volcanos, but at closer range the surface decoration is more obvious. It's something like four vast termite mounds decorated with abstract neo-gothic patterning that spirals up each of the four main pillars in swirls of alternating greens and blues. A pair of bridges span the gaps between the outer pillars, while the space between the inner two pillars is filled with a circular construction that contains a fractal-like pattern of triangles that get smaller and smaller towards the center.
She keeps dreaming. Black, red, white, brown and green bricks continue to swirl, forming up a construction that rests atop the Martian temple. The base of it appears to be stone, as if some small island were floating in the sky. In the middle of that small island, the white bricks form into a shape resembling a Greek-style temple, slender white columns filling the space and holding up a peristyle roof. Over the top of the white temple, she dreams a larger structure in pallid green, a building in vaguely humanoid but headless shape, legs planted in the ground, the window-filled torso bent over the white temple, a singular arm reaching down from the shoulders to support it. She dreams another arm, similarly pallid, reaches up from the ground to grasp the first around the upper, an external staircase spiraling up the arm and leading towards a great doorway in the elbow. A final flourish of red bricks swarm up to decorate the exterior of the body in rivulets resembling blood, and finish with a waterfall of blood spouting from where the giant body's head ought to be.
- Colette O'Connail has posed:
If it's unlikely that anyone has seen the Temple of the Voice on Mars before, it's even less likely that anyone has seen this before. The original it is loosely based on was constructed by the long-forgotten Empire of Tears, and crumbled to dust three billion years ago.
"Did it work?" Colette says, cracking open one eye to see if her dream-within-a-dream construction method applies itself to the wider dreaming world.
- Cliff Steele has posed:
The clock is running down quickly, the heroes are putting together some AMAZING things and Cliff starts to stir up the crowd, "HEROES! HEROES! HEROES!" And as he does the cheer is slowly echoed and gets louder and louder as the tension mounts. The massive and impressive constructions are BARELY finished as Kate literally has seconds to do her walk as Cliff, seeing what is going to happen interposes himself between Joan and Terry (knowing Colette can take care of herself) as the entire massive construction EXPLODES giving Kate just a few seconds to do her walk of AWESOME as Cliff is encompanssed by the explosion and 'vanishes'
- Joan Wright has posed:
Joan looks over to Terry, still a bit :( but gives a nod, turning back to the pile o' LEGOs. The back shifts back as she takes a 'deep' breath.
She starts moving again, tossing tht LEGOs back with an arching flair to the throws. White, gold, off white, grey, and blue pieces storm across the board, forming the walls and outer spires of the Taj Mahal / Hogwarts mix up. Up to the front of the building, there is a notable gap where one of the capstones would go while the centermost one has clear legos forming around it, providing an unseen from a distance base for what Terry is working on.
She soon shifts brick colors, as light grey pieces start flying over towards the front gap, taking on a mostly circular form.
Physics does not appear to be a thing here.
The Falcon eventually shows up in appearance.
When the explosion occurs, the pieces flying towards Joan orbit around her before flinging back to where the building once stood. She walks away from that spot before the pieces fling back out the way they were going last.
- Kate Bishop has posed:
Kate is making sure to keep half an eye on the clock. She adjusts her purple lego sunglasses and taps her foot waiting and listening to the cheering. "OF course we are being overly dramatic about it for the crowd."
She probably should have one of those lego beers, snagging one and sipping it as she worries and waits. She is channeling her inner Raven really.
She pivots and starts to walk away for the explosions, the empty lego beer tossed over her shoulder with a devil may care attitude.
No she also does not look back just keeps on walking.
You never look back at the explosion.
She may actually be looking for the exit the way she keeps walking.... she will probably stop .. maybe.. depending on the announcer.
- Terry O'Neil has posed:
Vorpal is so cool, he doesn't even need to be visible for the walkaway. Once the explosion happens, he Rabbit Holes next to Kate, sunglasses on, and starts walking.
And then he vanishes, so that it is a pair of sunglasses walking away from the explosion. What is cooler than that?
- Colette O'Connail has posed:
The expanding sphere of of bricks flies through the air towards Colette, who sips her beer with an apparent lack of concern as they hurl towards her. She turns around to stare at the group of lego villains where they stand waiting their turn.
Colette takes another sip of her beer. At the last moment a wall of blackness fills the air immediately behind her, and lego bricks crash into it and around it, bouncing wildly. She takes another sip of her beer, still staring. The tsunami of bricks washes against the wall, pouring around it. She keeps staring.
Eventually the flood of bricks slows to a trickle. Colette finishes her beer, and drops the bottle, which smashes into glassy bricks at her feet. She raises her arms and throws a finger with both hands at at the lego villains, then strolls off to join the others .
- Cliff Steele has posed:
The crowd goes WILD as the camera focuses on Kate, walking away in slow motion with the same music that Terry was playing playing in the background and the villains all frown. Lego Lex howls, "Building! Not a fucking neighborhood! That's cheating."
The invisible hand in the sky says, after the crowd holds their lego breath, "I will allow it!"
The crowd goes wild again.
The villains frown as Lego Lex focuses his will and suddenly there is a Hall of Justice, immaculately crafter with tiny shrubbery and stickers complete with 'dummy' justice leage as Black Manta walks away from it slowly, taking off his sunglasses with another black visor under that. The crowd cheers, but ultimately it is not even a contest.
The scoreboard says, "Round 1- Heroes!"
- Joan Wright has posed:
Joan finally figures out how to clap. Pulling out the 'blue prints again' She shows the group another plan. Cinderella Castle, a roller coaster that wraps around with a space shuttle riding the track.
Joan gets to work on her portion With practice, and Colette showing how things are done around here, the construction is much quicker this time.
The explosion is spectacular, and a double bonus as the building errupts, Un errupts, and errupts once again.
- Kate Bishop has posed:
Kate sighs.
Okay two more rounds of this it seems.
She doesn't walk out of the stadium, eventually returning back to the starting area.
"The lego beer is surprisingly good." she comments over to Colette.
Which is the only reason she returned. She picks up another beer and cracks it open with the tip of a lego arrow. Don't think too hard about it. It works somehow.
"So this one is more disney meets six flags?" she asks as she watches at least Joan's portion be built.
- Terry O'Neil has posed:
Terry admires Joan's handiwork with gusto, and then is struck by inspiration on what a complimentary addition will be. He begins to work at a frenzied pace...
And the first thing that is completed is a building in 60s Space Age retro style... with its front a rather faithful rendition of Lex Luthor's head in silver and grey bricks, with great detail and attention paid to his bald pate by virtue of adding all the reflective bricks to it. And then, he adds tracks to the rollercoaster so that the rocket will shunt off the track. He makes some calculations on the fly and adds a few curlicues where and there to the track, so that the rocket takes a little time to complete the track, and just a second before the explosion triggers, the rocket reaches the front of that chrome dome, thus making it look like the explosion is the result of the ensuing collision.
"What do you know?" Vorpal says, during his 'walking away' pose, "Lex /does/ have one of the brightest minds!"
- Colette O'Connail has posed:
"I've had worse fucking beers. It's not bad at all, is it?" Colette agrees with Kate. She stands besides the archer, drinking a beer of her own, and watching as Vorpal and Joan get to work. Apparently she isn't planning to do another ridiculously over-the-top construction this time.
"So, ya think that we could somehow repurpose the brazier to transport things out of the dream world? Because if so we could grab it and then use it to take a few crates of the lego beer out into the real world. I mean it's not like beer is in short supply in the real world, but lego beer? I think people would be impressed. We should totally do it."
Colette still isn't sure what the brazier is actually for. She wasn't paying attention. Smells like hero business, best leave that for the heroes to worry about. She sips her beer.
"So what happened to Robot Guy?" she asks Kate. "Did he wake up or something? I don't see him around. Maybe the sound of the explosion woke him up. Why are we doing this again? I mean this building contest thing. I think I missed the explanation of it."
She raises her lego sunglasses to her lego forehead, and looks critically at the Cinderella castle. Just before it explodes, she adds a little flourish - a set of lego statues standing just at the front, perfectly positioned to take the maximum impact of the explosion. At first glance it's Mickey, Minnie, Donald, and Goofy. At second glance, it's Lego Manta with mouse ears, lego Riddler with mouse ears and polkadot bow, lego Lex with a sailor cap and beak (and no pants - fortunately lego constructions come pre-pixellated), and lego Joker with ridiculous buck-teeth and a tall green hat.
There's just enough time for people to get that second glance at the statues, and for Colette to flick the glasses back down over her eyes, before the explosion starts. Colette nudges Kate and gestures with her head towards where the pile of lego beer bottles sits some way behind them. Colette and Kate turn from the explosion and power-walk towards the beer, both adjusting their sunglasses in perfect synchronization as legos explode behind them.
Somehow, and it's not clear how they manage it but this is after all the Dream world, they manage to walk away in slow motion.
- Cliff Steele has posed:
The crowd likes making fun of Lex, though their expectations have been built sky high by the previous buildings so while the crowd cheers, they cheer politely, but THEN they do the walk and THIS, in tandem impresses the crowd a great deal and they all go wild. There is a very loud cheer.
Riddler looks pensive, and calls the villains into a huddle, and suddenly Lex, Grodd and Manta all WALK away from...what is Riddler building? The legos all swirl at once as his organized mind swirls and swirls and suddenly...
It's LEGO BATMAN with a giant KICK ME sigh on it. It's got windows for eyes and a door where his mouth should be but its definitely a giant tower of Batman and the crowd goes WILD as they laugh at the stoic and highly annoyed Lego Batman, "That doesnt look like me AT ALL!"
Having learned from the heroes, all three villains walk away removing sunglasses at the same time and eat a lollipop as they do. BOOM! Fireworks are added to the explosion. Several in the crowd say, "That's cheating!!!"
The Invisible hand says, "I'll allow it."
The scoreboard says, "Heroes-1 Villains-1"
- Joan Wright has posed:
The moment the group is given the all clear for round 3, Joan flips the blueprint up once more, this time showing a mockup of bigben with a bit of the face broken in by a crashed blimp. Upon the clock hands, a LEGO mouse is fighting a LEGO Rat.
For the explosion the mouse and rat join Joan in the walk away. Where they got LEGO shades is a mystery. The rodents spin, crossing their front paws as they lean against Joan who crosses her own arms, tilting her head as she gives a smirk and tugging down her glasses to look over them.
It's a bit over the top perhaps. But hey, it's a dream. No one's going to remember her doing this, right?
Easy Cheesy.
- Kate Bishop has posed:
Kate looks over at the villains build, sipping her beer still.
"I still need a hot dog...." she complains "Or maybe popcorn.. cracker jacks..."
She sighs.
Then she turns to Joan and Vorpal. "Okay. Go Big. Like. Fucking Wonderland meets Metropolis. Meets making fun of someone hilariously uptight..." she points "Maybe Gandalf.. I don't know. But prove you are like.. intense and wild and make them ROAR."
Honestly it isn't her best peptalk or inspiring speech, but by god she is trying for the first time in this contest.
- Terry O'Neil has posed:
Vorpal vanishes during his building period. Where could he be? WHERE COULD HE BE?
It finally becomes clear what he is doing when Joan's building explodes. It all goes up in kablooey--- except for the face of Big Ben. A cunning release mechanism propelled the face of the clock, sending it flying through the air and landing on the ground with a *thud*
Revealing a full-fledged Mad Hatter Tea Party going on on the other side of the clock's face, which is rather fitting due to the fact that the Hatter was condemned to eternal Teatime after offending time. The lego diorama spins on its center faster and faster as the tea services serve, the teacups turn, and at the very center the Dormouse pops in and out of the enormous tea-kettle at the center of the table, looking redder and redder and redder in the face until-
Kaboooooooom!
Vorpal fades into view to join the walkers. "A very merry unbirthday to all!"
- Colette O'Connail has posed:
It's time to get meta.
Colette's contribution for stage three is a castle, sitting next to Big Ben. It's not a conventional castle though. Brown bricks give much of it a wooden-looking appearance, while gray bricks make up more metallic parts, from ramparts to crane-like structures, to something vaguely resembling wings that may be part of some huge bellows structure. It's a peculiar, globular construction, the main bulk of the keep appearing rather face-like, with a kind of drawbridge in the shape of a jaw opening wide to make the mouth the entrance to the castle. Two telescopes protrude a short way from the front of the keep above the entrance, giving the asppearance of eyes. Slender towers sprout from the top, each a smoke stack, and domes of metallic gray surmount the castle, sporting pairs of what appear to be canon. Several small buildings in whitewashed plaster construction cling to the sides of the rotund castle like barnacles, and a trio of metal legs support the entiure construction, which shakes and judders slightly. After a few moments settling, the castle starts to walk around Big Ben.
Colette has produced a replica of Howl's Moving Castle, straight from the Studio Ghibli movie. Why is this meta?
This is meta, because when the exploding starts, a giant pair of sunglasses lower over the 'face' of the castle, and the building starts to /walk away from its own explosion/.
- Cliff Steele has posed:
The Crowd. GOES. WILD!!!!
It is Patently OBVIOUS that the villains are going to do nothing to top this until they huddle again and Lex and Riddler snicker as Lego Grodd, the telepathic gorilla patently STEALS Kate's idea and they build this giant shaped hand building made of transparent legos and all four of them start to walk away.
The crowd is confused at first but then Lex points up and the CROWD. GOES. BANANAS...
The villains are literally chortling at the irreverance and then suddenly Dream Cliff reappears...literally right on top of them. "WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK?!" its a mess. He knocks Grodd and Riddler and Manta over like bowling pins and everyone is swearing and there is nothing cool about it.
Lex stutters a moment, shaking his head, "THATS CHEATING!" But the crowd laughs none the less and the 'cool' factor of the villains is decidely lessened.
"ROUND 3 goes, to the Heroes..." the hand comes down out of the sky and many lego citizens fail their sanity checks and go nuts, spiral and x's over their eyes as DOES NOT COMPUTE, while in a basement an old man chuckles, this is it...his final hour...the ritual in question, BEGINS!
He places the tiny brazier at the feet of the heroes and then he says, "FIGHT!"
(Pause for Finale of Part....2!!!!)
