God of the Machines

[Simona Weil]

I am hit hard in the head by a flying toaster which is under Chaos' control.

I fall to the ground with a bloody head wound.
I close my eyes and pass out.

[Yoko]

"I promise..." Yoko whispers after him.
She was alone, now. Just like she'd been most of her life. Oh well.
She looked down at the crystal and concentrated on it's power. It began to glow faintly and suddenly she found herself standing in a fairy glen.
"Huh? I wasn't here the last time... " She looked ahead at the forested hill and hears the music of flutes, harps and drums. She followed the music and found herself swept up in an ancient dance of the fairies.
It took her some time to get out, and only then did she notice that her wings had appeared. They were clear, sparkly appendages that showed a swirl of blue and green here and there.
"They are very pretty."
Yoko spun around at the voice and saw a small group of fairies, drinking god-knows-what, watching her. It had been a male fairy who spoke.
"You also dance well. Come. Drink. Eat. Do anything to your heart's content."
"Do you play an instrument?" A female fairy asked her.
Yoko took a step back. "No. I... I must go."
"Why?" The female fairy again.
"This isn't where I was last time. I have to go back to where I was..."
"Don't you think it's a little rude to leave a party after you've already danced in the celebration?" The male fairy spoke and flew and landed right in front of her. "You dance so well. Why not show me how it's done?" He took a strand of her hair and entwined it around his finger. "Such soft hair..."
Yoko blushed brightly as she tried to step back, again, but she didn't want to go back into the dance so it wasn't very far.
The male fairy chuckled, "Do not be afraid, little one. I'm merely testing you. You're only half of the blood, aren't you?"
"How-?"
"Doesn't matter. Please, sit with us. Tell us about yourself..." The fairy led her over to the others and sat her next to him. One of the other fairies gave her a mug of sweet milk, which she discovered what it was once she took a sip.
"There we are. Now, since you seem a little more relaxed, why don't you tell us your story..."

[Ivan T. Boomstar]

Ivan's energy barrier goes up and shelters him from the rain.

"Sorry, but I've got my own form of protection. That was hardly a shower. Pathetic. Wanna see a real storm?"

Suddenly winds began to pick up around Ivan. The sky turned gray and wind started spinning violently, forming an anti-cyclone with Ivan at the eye. The winds spread out quickly, carrying pieces of debris and slashing with force. As Ivan moved, the hurricane followed. Ivan moved closer and closer to Chaos and Misery, allowing the hurricane to become less stable.

"Everyone get inside the base, or get the hell out of here!"

Ivan cast a protective barrier around the anarchist base and the anarchists that remained outside. He then unleashed the full fury of the hurricane and allowed it to spread across Amsterdam with rapid force. It became less and less stable until he could no longer control it's power. He stood inside the eye and waited for the hurricane's power to annihilate the attackers.

[Misery]

The hurricane ravages the city and blows down the already tilted rowhouses.

I put up my shield.

"Well, hell...this saves us some effort killing the humans in the city. This is bound to have some cassualties."

The wind flips over houseboats, and shores others against apartment buildings. It is a wonderful sight of chaos and destruction.
I laugh at the loss of life and property.

[Mazura]

Mazura drifted in and out of consciousness where she lied. She couldn't hear her guide no longer, and she once thought while she drift back to consciousness once, if she was going to die this way.
Perhaps it was destruction, afterall...
"....help..."

[Chaos]

That sweetheart is what a mortal human brain thinks up to save everyone. Something that in its wake will kill and destroy everything else. How ironic. He save the anarchists yet destroys everyone else. Now this is my kind of weather ya know doll?

Chaos laughs at Ivans attempts. Obviously he forgot Misery had a shield on them. Now thats funny.

[Misery]

"The city is trashed. Lets set fire to the ruins to cause more cassualties, and move on."

I fly away from Ivan and make my way to the fallen buildings.
I use my energy blasts to set the ruins ablaze.

"I could go for some marshmellows right about now..."
I set fire to other collapsed buildings as well to minimize the chance that anyone will escape the broken apartment houses alive.

The old fashioned buildings catch fire easily, and soon entire blocks are on fire.

[Chaos]

Smores and a yoohoo now thats living. I like your style sweetheart.

Chaos moves as Misery does. He stays close to her...not just because of the shield but because he had dreamed of this type of comradery. He smirks as he causes multiple houses to ignite from 'electrical' fires. He had never had so much fun with someone before. made him turned on as hell. That and made him want to do even more damage. He wanted to kill someone personall and feel the blood on his hands. he so liked being with Misery it brought out the best in him.

Yipee kayia iiiaa......motherf**kers

He gives the bird as the flaming houses grow brighter and brighter.

[Misery]

I take his hand and move fearlessly to the center of a wall of flames. I pull him up to me and press my body against his.

"So many hurting people. I always wanted to create something like this. The bastard child of my sufferings."

I laugh a little and look at the ground. I put up a shield to protect us both from the flames. Then I kiss him.

[Spirit of Autumn]

Recieving orders from the Ministry of Technology, I teleport to Egypt. The levels of radiation are phenomenal.
Most people here do not have shelters either.
I send a message to Red Infinity that we need to evacuate the area and that transportation is required at once.

[Aung San Suu Kyi]

The Ministry of Peace is in chaos over the developments in the world. I sent numerous proposals to the government warning of the potential danger our breeder reactors posed if weapons grade materials fell into the wrong hands.
But like so many of our proposals, it was ignored.

[Malachi]

Malachi extends his wings and flies over the ruined city of Tel Aviv. He is not sure how long he was sealed away, but it felt like an eternity.
He has a cramp in his neck and hasn't seen the light of day for a few millenia. The sun seems brighter than he remembers, even through the haze of ionic dust.

He leaves the ruined city, compelled to find those that he is supposed to help and to bring to justice the one who has done this.

"So, I wonder if any of the other angels are still alive. It would be very boring to be the only immortal left."

He sighs and tries to search out the familiar energy signals of his own kind

[Michael]

"ALRIGHT, WHOEV-"

The city is utterly destroyed, and there is no sign of the other angels that had sealed me. I cross my arms and look around.

"Hmph, those pathetic 'civilized' mortals are at it again. Us angels are locked away, and look what havoc they wreak upon themselves. How disappointing, I thought they'd have learned better by now..."

I walk through the destroyed city, when in the corner of my eye, I see Malachi, flying overhead. Ah, someone to relate to, thank the Gods that don't exist. I spread my wings, and fly high into the air, sneaking up behind him.
I grab his foot.

"BOO!!"

[Malachi]

"Oh, its you."

Malachi rolls his eyes. He looks around at the lost city.
"So you were sealed away as well. Hmm. Well I suppose we should do something. Like. Get some shirts. That might be a good starting point."

For some odd reason both angels were sealed away shirtless. He looks at his brothers bare chest and places his hand on his shoulder.

"Oh, but you look great. Your muscles haven't atrophied a bit."

[Michael]

I rest my hand on his.
"My dear brother, I'm glad your charm was able to keep up with you as well."

I kiss his hand, and examine myself.

"But now that you mention it, I kind of like going around shirtless. But if we are to mingle with these creatures, it's best to fit in. A shirt is the first logical step."

I look around.

"It seems as though all of the mortal shops have been destroyed... Should we fly over some heavily populated areas to see if we can find shirt vendors elsewhere?"