God of the Machines

[Michael]

I smile.

"Ah, a genius suggestion as usual..."

I slide my shirt off over my head, and tie it around my waist. I spread my wings.

[Malachi]

Malachi takes large bags of sodium from a burning store.

"I am glad that I am the brains of this outfit, but truly, you have the looks."

He throws a bag of sodium at Michael and flies towards the low hanging cumulus gray clouds. He begins to spread the sodium through the clouds. This gives moisture within the clouds something to cling to. In no time, heavy droplets form in the clouds and it starts to rain over Amsterdam.

[Michael]

"Well... It would be a heavy burden for us if we were both sexy and smart..."

I fly up behind Malachi, and once we reach the clouds, I fly in the opposite direction, seeding the clouds with the sodium. The rain pours on the city in no time, we truly are angels... I fly towards Malachi.

"I'll bet you would look smashing if your white shirt were wet... You remember when you won that wet T-shirt contest? Oh boy that woman was absolutely furious... Like a mortal could really compare to you..."

I giggle.

"Shall we search for survivors?"

[Malachi]

Somehow Malachi is embarrassed over the wet tee shirt contest. It was only a fluke that he entered it, and yes, the women were upset.

"Yes, let's help those poor humans."

Malachi lands and does get drenched by the falling rain. His shirt adheres to his chest and his hair hangs in floppy white chunks. Michael's hair also sticks to his face, but the black shirt seems more water repelant than Malachi's white one.

Malachi starts healing people who were burnt in the fires and lifting heavy debris in the search for survivors.

He watches as his brother does the same.

[Michael]

I watch as his shirt clings to his body, and smile.

"I suppose it's time..."

I walk around the city, searching for survivor, picking up piles of debris. It's hard to be condescending to these inferior beings when you actually see them in their weakest, most frail state, begging for assistance.

The next several hours are spent digging survivors out of pieces of debris. I head over to Malachi, who seems to have finished at about the same time as myself.

"Shall we retire for the night?"

[Malachi]

"Yes, after spreading seed in those clouds with you I can think of some other choice activies I would like to do tonight if you are up to it."

Malachi smirks and folds his wings. Both men go to a hotel in a part of town that was not destroyed. The city is devestated, but it can be rebuilt.
They check into their room together and shrug off their angelic responsibilities for the night.

[Michael]

We walk inside our modest hotel room.

"Well, there's only one bed."

I get undressed, and slide under the covers.

"It'll be a long day tommorow, dearest brother. Goodnight."

[Ivan T. Boomstar]

"d**n, it's out of control! The city will be destroyed!!! I have to try and capsize it."

Ivan stretches his energy out along the outside of the hurricane. He quickly pulls it together and creates a dome that surrounds the hurricane. He pulls the walls of the barrier toward him. It works, but as he compresses the hurricane, pressure builds and the winds become violent, faster, and powerful. Soon the anti-cyclone loses control and collapses onto the eye. Ivan is picked up and tossed around violently by his own creation. The winds throw him back and forth rapidly like a child's ball. The storm is soon suffocated and Ivan is thrown to the ground. He picks up his heavy head and looks around him at the devestation. It was already too late. Amsterdam was ruined. Ivan passed out.

[Helen Keller]

"I was created in 4RI and put into a frozen state. I awoke in 21RI and escaped Red Infinity to join the rebellion. I taught blind and/or deaf children. In 24RI I was captured again and put into a suitcase that kept me in a frozen state."

Helen remembers the suitcase she had put down beside her and wonders if she should destory it or keep it.

"What year is it? Also, it seems people seem to be in panic. What is going on?"

[Angel Silvershine]

Angel hears a faint call for help and flys off to find a woman laying on the ground near the large gate. She seemed badly hurt.

"Don't worry, I'll help you." She says and puts her hand over the woman. It would take a awhile for her wounds to heal, but they would heal nonetheless..

She uses her power to become visable and picks up the woman with some great effort. "Do you know where a safe place would be?"
(Post to Mazura.)

[Jera]

"The.. rebels..?" Jera should ask him to join Red Infinity, but she knows his viewpoint. She sighs slightly and then smiles, nodding.

"Alright. Don't worry, I'll leave a note." She finds a pen and paper and writes a note telling Mistress they had stepped out. Then she walks to the door and opens it. "Shall we, brother?" Jera says, smiling.

[Brady]

I stand there naked, covering my crotch with my hands.

" That's nice and all, but... I think you should have thought about my attire before you teleported me. "

I look frantically around for a clothing store but fail to find one.

[Irvine Kinneas]

( I have no idea what's happened to the anarchist house, or Amsterdam, so I'm just going to assume that it's destroyed. )

I move a boulder to my left as I climb out of a pile of rubble.

" This is all Zinn's fault, if she hadn't tooken my gun away my gun, then those androids would have been destroyed. "

[Chaos]

Chaos puts his hand behind Misery's head and touches her hair as he returns her kiss. He closes his eyes relishing her taste as the flames lick at the barrier. His eyes snap open and he pulls back from her slightly as he hears a hissing sound. The rain was putting out their fire.

f**k...our hard work...our glorious fire! Sorry you didn't get to roast your marshmallows sweetheart. I guess its time for us to move on to the next. We will be more terrible than any known couple in history! We will be the androids version of Bonnie and Clyde. Shall we go? Or would you rather take a small break before?

he gets a smirk on his face all the while running his hand up and down her back.

[Malachi]

Malachi wakes up early, and gets out of bed and dressed. A smokey haze hangs over the city of Amsterdam, but at least the flames were put out.

"I am going for a morning stroll, brother."

He leaves the room and takes a walk to examine the full extent of the damage.