Doomsworld Fates

[Maharg67]

Post #1

 

[One][Prologue]

There was the Doomsverse, of a conversely, extremely, small universe made up of but one star system of the Doomsstar around which orbited the Doomsworld that had, in turn, three Doomsmoons. Or so it was greatly believed but had it always been thus?

There were the Doomsversegodfolk, the Doomssystemgodfolk, the Doomsworldgodfolk or so it was believed by multiple peoples but was it truly that way? Added to those were Doomsverselordfolk, the Doomssystemlordfolk, the Doomsworldlordfolk but was that any more true than the existence of the Doomsgodfolk?

What of the Doomsgames, the Doomsgamegodfolk and the Doomsgamelordfolk?

What of the LittleCelestialManifs of manifestations?

What of the EverFolk?

What of the 13 Doomsgameteams?

What of the Seekars?

What of?

 

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The Seekatranspost landed, as an outer aspect of a 3x3x3 cube of marble like appearance, briefly as a materialising object appearing out of mid air. It did so in a semiarid landscape of low, much eroded, hills the erosive forces not having always been natural ones. A line of tall, self repairing, power pylons were centuries long deactivated and most of them tilted over in a way they had not been when they had been used. One was part melted despite its amazing toughness.

The taskteam started to move even as the cube vanished away. They headed towards the settlement of Anklelusdeep and its puzzles. Dragonbirds glided, on the thermals, very far above even the eagles that were also up there. Once the UCC, the United Citystates of Centralia, had dominated that area as it had most of that supercontinent. There were whispered that at least one remnant, of that superpower, still existed but in that region nobody seemed to know for sure.

They had a quest, of sorts, to carry out!

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Post #2

 

[One][2.1]

As they approached the ringwall surrounding the settlement of Anklelusdeep. The banners, of the Hardblood Survivalist Clan, flew above the wall but there were not many of them and they were not very big. There were turrets, showing on top of the wall, but they had proven to be dummies meant to scare people off.

Still, the Seekaquesters, as they were at a deeper level, picked up signs of life. Or was that really the case? The more louder, obvious, sounds that they were hearing were starting to prove to be fake; they were coming from loudspeakers of some kind.

Of those there, there were five empowered, enhanced, augmented humans as Seekachampions. They were two women, two men and a neuter outwardly appearing as a woman. There were 10 Seekapanions (Seekar Companions) as five androids and five robots; the androids were much like humans being simuladroids while the robots were lightly hulking robogolems, of humanoid robots, designed to look less technologically advanced than they were. The humans, and androids, wore compact backpacks along with their hoodrobes over power assisted body armour suits or PABASTs pronounced as 'pabasts'. Yet there were also four unnamed, hidden, companions.

Sharry, one of the two actual women, spoke through 2ways inside human, android and robot heads. “Lots of fake noise being enough to indicate a busy community at work on a sunny day. Sounds of machines, animals, some music being played and more. It is almost all fake. The swish of treetops in the increasing wind, that is real.”

A rainstorm was coming in from the south across the Desolation Plains to that ringwalled settlement of Anklelusdeep. A light sprinkle of rain was starting to fall from incoming rain clouds. They reached the wall and began to follow it around, to their left.

Shanka, one of the two human men, spoke out. “There are spyholes, and gunports, in the wall but I psysense (psychic sense) nothing close behind them, at least nothing living. There is at least some living going on in that settlement.

There was a bleakness, to the landscape, yet flora-fauna-fungi did grow there on top of that great, flat, hill that stretched out in all directions. Amongst a scattering of podbushes were mostly sharp grasses, flowering vines, ant mounds, an upward jutting shard as a remnant of a Predoomsdays structure, giant mushrooms, groves of trees and a single banyan tree.

In the far distance flew a convoy of liftergas airships, and smaller airboats, travelling fast to outdistance the oncoming rainstorm. Because of varies threat, including air-pirates, convoys were the only real safe way for liftergas vessels to travel.

Sharry spoke. “Any aerial threat would be going to ground now bar a few kinds that are not reported to be in this area.”

Shanda, one of the male Seekachampions, responded. “Coming from the south they must be coming from Tradetopiacitystate.” They had not been there or anywhere much on that changed world but did have some background knowledge. “We must go there, one day and maybe get ourselves a sales bargain or two.”

 

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Post #3

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The heavy, steel, gates had been ripped open with great force, and also greatly scorched as had the hard ground. They had been smashed inwards. The burned, twisted, remains of two figures were only blackened, human, skeletons along with some ash and some damaged other gear. On the ground lay a duoshotgun, a double barrelled shotgun, and a long, lightly curved, sword with odd jagged symbols on its handle.

Jhenna, the neuter human, frowned softly and shook her head. “Shadowblader type Shadowcultists. Those fanatical fighters are trained hard, and dangerous, from early childhood. What ever struck them burned them away.”

Sharry sniffed the air. “Puritycultists, can smell them almost anywhere. If those monstrous fools are here, fanatics attacking fanatics, than the scene ahead will be very bad.”

Her prediction was quickly proven true as they saw burned down buildings, scattered corpses of which only a few defenders had been burned to death, a few more surviving structures and some peacefully active animals. There were trees, a few garden squares growing food, a small flower garden, a clothes line with long dried clothes, a tilted over wheelbarrow and out from it spilt earth.

The animals were a few ducks, chickens, rabbits, hornrabbits, a goat, and a saddled horse with the saddle gear showing Shadowblader symbols.

A dead body was in the offwhite hoodrobe of a Purityfollower and was still clutching a machinecarbine of a light machinegun. From his chest jutted a short, black, javelin.

Then it became clear that some of the Puritycultists had also been burned to death, as evidence clearly pointed out. So, had they been fighting each other when a powerful, third party, had dared to break in and spoil the 'party'?

Shanda, a male Seekachampion, pointed to an old piece of iron fencing. “It has been melted in a way that only amazingly hot flames could make it do so. Those burn marks indicate that what ever was burning, to death, cultists was able to cause some of their bones to turn to ash.”

It took a great deal of heat to turn bones to ash hence the need of crematoriums to cremate corpses properly; considering this made the evidence, of destroyed bones and part melted stone walls, even more important as evidence of what had taken place.

A dead figure lay just inside a doorway having been killed by a short-javelin as launched by a peltist who had been a Puritycultist, according to the markings on the projectile; in contrast to peltists, javelineers wielded long-javelins. Cultists used such weapons for they tended to run into unconventional threats that they were more effective against.

It was soon proven to be a Shadowfollower of a Shadowcult type camp-follower. The man had been caught trying to escape the carnage, his body sprawled across the stone floor of a laundry room.

 

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Post #4

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They tended to a heavily wounded Puritycultist and took blood samples that were tested in three ways. The results showed, amongst other facts, that the man had been heavily drugged. This was no real surprise but was the norm for such fanatical cults.

Five wounded Puritycultists, and four Shadowcultists, were transshifted away as a special kind of teleportation; they dematerialised, with a soft shimmering, to appear in what was called the Seekatranspost, a transmultidimensional hybrid of transport and outpost. The rest of STA3, Seekar Team A3, was there that STTA3A1 belonged to as Seekar Taskteam A3A1.

From there the wounded could, more easily, be transshifted onwards to Seekahomebase or even to Seekaoutpost Alpha for secure quarantine reasons.

They transshifted a few bodies, a some gear, to Seekatranspost from which they ended up being transshifted to Seekaoutpost Alpha; the transmultidimensional outpost had far better medical staff, and equipment, than Seekatranspost did. There the cultists could be better dealt with in other ways as well.

As they looked around, they transshifted dead cultists to Seekaoutpost Alpha through Seekatranspost along with items that were with them. They did the same with animals that came peacefully, happily, to them to be fussed over and given tasty snacks to. When the last animals were gone, along with the 34 dead cultists and many other items, they moved onwards.

They were to continue to make surprising, sometimes unpleasant, discoveries!

There were more dead Shadowfollowers, of fanatical nature weaker than that of Shadowcultists, huddled in a storeroom. While they did have shortbows, a single shotgun and even a double barrelled musket pistol, they hardly looked to be of a fighting kind. So what had killed them? They certainly had not been burned to death or shot or put to death by any easy to discover means.

Shimmy plucked out a shadowdart from a woman. “Shadowcultists killed them being perhaps Shadowstalkers.” She meant the assassin warriors of the Shadowcult who were the sneakier counterpart to the Shadowbladers; they were well known to favour the use of shadowdarts that killed very quickly and mercifully. There were adults, and children, there who had probably not deserved to be murdered so why were they killed; despite the shadowdarts, had it really been done by Shadowcultists?”

Soon enough they picked up psychic impressions that it had been Shadowstalkers who had done the assassinating but why?

Shanda, male, spoke. “A 'deepsense' of killing the Shadowfollowers for the straight forward reason that they were ordered to do so; they expected, and got no, explanations for why it was done! Why would they?”

 

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Post #5

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They found surviving Shadowfollowers in a fortified basement chamber. They were a mixed bunch of men, women, children, animals, basic remoterobots, potplants and even some mushrooms. There was a glass fronted roachbox for cultivating quite big meatroaches another for meatworms. There were books, toys, brooms, safely lock racked guns, secured ammo boxes, a 2DTV set, more domestic devices, boxes full of gear and much more.

A woman, called Marriet, spoke for the others being in rugged, practical, common gear for the region; that is a buttonshirt, longpants with extra pockets, a pouchvest and boots.

“We make our living by serving the Shadowcult because we were captured by them though they do not treat us too badly. They brought us here and keep up the pretence that there were mad survivalists living here. The TechiSiblings rigged up the speakers, the fake turrets and other gear. Gavag, and Chancecis, are my son and daughter; they kept a security check on what was going on outside the ringwall. A dribble of resources came up from beneath and a mix of currencies. I was good, as payments and upkeep go, but not great. I missed the good quality coffee of the Cratercity of Craterburg that is our old home and where we were seized.”

She shook her head. “We do not like it here! Strange tremors go through everything. Odd stinks come up out of long abandoned buildings. In some areas no plants grow and no animals will willingly go there, the ground being blackened by more than just natural fire.”

“Despite growing troubles in the Craterzone, the Craterlands, we wish to return to there if only to gather up our people there and take them to a better place.”

Sharry spoke for the Seekaquesters there. “You give us information about this region, including the Craterzone, and we will do our best to have your wishes met. There is a safe, comfortable, supportive place that we can send you to.”

So the new agreement was formed and the Seekatranspost materialised as a marble like cube being 3x3x3 metres in external dimensions for it was 'bigger inside than out' or so was the solid delusion. There were the rest of the STA3 there being Seekateam A3. The team helped the Shadowfollowers into Seekatranspost with out warning them that they would need to spend time in security medical quarantine for a time; they would be treated well especially as the Seekachampions had sensed nothing amiss with them.

Seekatranspost, being both a transport and a small outpost, dematerialised and was soon on its way to Craterburg.

Which was when the Seekachampions began to psysense a growing threat to their taskteam of STTA3A1.

Through a window they caught a long, strong, glimpse of a strange, black, dragon that was somewhat like a shadowdragon with with enough differences so as not to be one. What is that creature that had burned the cultists that were busy fighting each other?

 

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Post #6

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Seekatranspost shook as an unknown force struck it. Shenny, of the human Seekachampions that were not in STTA3A1, was cyberlinked into an advanced supercomputer network system. She assisted in the defensive actions, of STTA3A1, and in trying to discover the nature of the attacker.

Then it was gone and all the Seekaquesters, and Seekatranspost Computers, knew was that it had been a powerful entity that had assaulted the Seekatranspost. They did not know what it was or why or even how it had done so.

In theory the Seekatranspost was supposed to be undetectable but none really took it for granted that that claim was true.

Sharls, a neuter human, spoke to others through radio 2ways. “That could have been Celestial or related to Celestial, in nature because of its detecting us and attacking us; both are supposed to be 'impossible'.”

Shotty, another woman Seekachampion, responded. “With our, true kind, the seemingly impossible has a habit of happening too often be that good, bad or neutral in effect.”

They went back to examining, at the multipurpose table they were sitting at, data that had come in from Anklelusdeep. Soon they would gain important information from Seekahomebase gained from corpses sent to there from Anklelusdeep.

Shenny remained in cyberlinkage as she, with the computer network systems, tried to detect the entity but nothing came from it; that is except to detect a variety of harmless entities, of the dimensional realm that the Seekatranspost was 'anchored into'.

The Seekatranspost had gone to Craterburg, had picked up a group of people along with other lifeforms and 'stuff'. The Seekachampions had only vague memories of landing there, of welcoming the people onboard who seemed to know that the Seekatranspost was going to pick them up. They numbered over 2,000, as humans, the group being made up more of other kinds of lifeforms and a wide range of items. There seemed to be no good reason to have clearer recollections of the incident.

They would soon arrive in Seekaoutpost Alpha that discussions were taking place about, with Seekacommand, whether it should be renamed Seekakeep. This was because it was gaining the role of being a security, defence, quarantine and other such important roles that needed a more definitive name.

 

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Post #7

 

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With the Seekatranspost transshifting away from Anklelusdeep, the taskteam had the Seekainventories that they could still access but also one of the Seekaporter transports; they were the same outside, as Seekatranspost, but a good deal smaller inside though still 'bigger inside than out'. Seekaporter03 was on standby in case they needed it though it still might not be able to help them due to various conditions outside of Seekar control.

Sentry-tripods were 'unloaded' from Seekainventory03 and were quickly, but efficiently, set up at front of the only building that the Shadowfollowers had spent any real time in. Even the growing of food, the tending to very few livestock being mostly chickens, had taken place in a wallyard attached to that structure. The poultry had gone off in Seekatranspost along with animals found in that wallyard of a basic workyard. All dead cultists, their just as nonliving horses and dogs, had also been sent to Seekaoutpost Alpha along with all of their gear.

The four, of the five, robogolems crouched down to hide behind various artificial and natural obstacles; the former were leftovers from the original settlement and the latter were wild grown bushes whose seeds had probably blown in, on the winds, over the ringwall.

The fate, of the original settlers, was a mystery that the Shadowcult had no answer to as they had arrived at Anklelusdeep years after it had been abandoned. The former residents had seemingly vanished away in just a few minutes with tasks left unfinished along with meals and so forth.

The Seekaquesters then put into place portable barriers, also hidden, that they could drop behind with the robogolems needing bigger barriers. Even the tripod turrets could drop downwards, if given time to, to land on a cushion pad; this was to lessen both noise and possible damage.

Sensor pods were clamped to the walls, and floor, of the basement chamber as were disruptor pods. Why? Because the Shadowfollowers had warned of kinds of shadowkind being there of the more ethereal type shadowlings; that is such as shadowghosts, shadowghasts and shadowtasms going from the weakest, most common, to the strongest and least numerous. In the way way the shadowghosts were most at ease moving through solid space and the shadowtasms had the most difficulty.

The sense of threat grew more pronounced and yet so did the certainty that the attackers would attempt to assault the front of the building. It made sense as that side had most doors and windows, could most easily be busted into. Why would any attackers expect to be anything but a rude shock to anybody remaining alive in that place?

If it was the Shadowcult attacking, why would they bother to do so? Was it because the Shadowstalkers had failed to kill all of the Shadowfollowers? Then again why had they tried to do so in the first place?

 

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Post #8

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The sensor pods, clamped against both the floor and walls of the fortified basement chamber, that filled up the whole basement level, went crazy with fast beeping sounds. Seconds later the disruptor pods fired off, sending waves of disruption through the ground against shadowlings.

The 'ghostly' entities moved through solid spaces, some kinds being more difficult for them to get through than others. Sensors detected, identified, weakest fastest shadowghosts, stronger-slower shadowghasts and strongest-slowest shadowtasms. The more powerful, the fewer each type was in number.

The three, as one, phasephysical Seekaquesters were immune to the disruptors so they went on the attack, slipping through the walls to fight back the strange attackers. Slight tremors went through the basement walls, and floor, as the exotic battle took place. Shadowghosts were easily hurled back, or destroyed, and soon most had fled away back the way that they had come from. The shadowghasts were tougher but soon they, and even the shadowtasms, were either no more or had retreated.

The phasephysical entities returned back to the basement chamber but then transshifted into Seekainventory01, a transmultidimensional storage system, to their own specialised section there; there they rested, and recharged, in their own exotic fashion.

Sharry frowned, softly, even as gunfire came from the robogolems fired off their triplemachineguns that were arrow missile launchers on top and rocket grenadeshell launchers below. The turrets fired off machineguns, grenadeshells, and laserguns.

Shadowbladers came charging at the building, drugged into over aggression and over confidence, firing off autocarbines as they came being automatic carbines. They used body armour under their knee length hoodrobes, according to information, of types that were quite common in the region. One knelt to use a simple, but dangerous, rocket grenade launcher, but died as a volley of machinegun bullets struck him.

The Shadowbladers came in numbers, and armed in such a way, that suggested that they were expecting to fight only the Shadowfollowers; it was obvious that they had been sent to kill them but why was not obvious.

They died horribly and speedily, none surviving, none slowing let alone attempting to escape as bullets, and explosions, wiped them out.

It was all a pointless massacred of 38 killers of Shadowbladers who had probably been part of massacring others in a just as pointless a manner.

 

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Post #9

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It had been a mixture of too many deaths and an anticlimax when it came to a threat; the enemy had died out of what seemed to be both overconfidence and an assumption that they would only be facing off against the fake survivalists. As for the destroyed shadowlings, it was apparently the same kind of dark results for the same type of foolish reasons.

Shanda, Sharry and a simuladroid went out to scout the area. They came upon a dead, old, man with a single bullet hole in his forehead. His gear was filthy as was his body. The human wore a hoodrobe festooned with a mad array of spiritual symbols that should not have, in theory, been so close together.

Sharry knelt and lightly touched the man on the forehead. “Died about one, and a third, hours ago. Dolphus was his name and he was some kind of spiritualist expert or so he considered himself to be. Arrogant, conceited, deceptive, self deceptive, cowardly, lazy and generally far from being a good person.”

Shanda nodded at the corpse. “The Shadowcultists found him already living here half mad and sometimes ranting about a group of 'spiritualist tomb hunters seeking valuable relics of antiquity' or stupid thieves who did not know what danger that they were putting themselves into. The Shadowcultists seemed so amused by his craziness that they let him live with his condition.” He would end up, with his gear, being transshifted.

Soon they found a surprise of a more interesting kind. The ancient Shaztec stones were tilted, on their sides, broken and generally overgrown with weeds. Yet that they were there, away from officially stated Shaztec Territories of that long ago extinct empire, was a surprise enough. Perhaps most importantly any meaningful symbols, on them, had been deliberately removed a very very long time ago.

Sharry frowned. “Both the Shadowcult and Puritycult have always been drawn to Shaztec ruins, the former to exploit them and the latter to destroy them. Or so it had always been believed by outsiders to both.”

Shanda shrugged. “We were sent here to carry out a quest but it came with scant information.”

They had come from Seekahomebase in the small Seekahomecity of the relatively diminutive Seekahomelands of the Seekahomeworld that was not very 'big' for a supposed world.

He went on. “So we now keep exploring this settlement that has a dark heritage and an aura of unease. Mad-sad-bad thingies have happened here, as the younger permayoungs would state it .”

Sharry smiled. “I am glad that we are in more place than one, are keeping company with them. We had better continue with our task.”

 

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Post #10

 

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A Helpdrobe materialised, as an outer aspect, as a hard wooden wardrobe against one wall of the basement chamber. It was six metres wide, three metres high and three metres out from the wall but was a solid illusion. Central were double doors with full length mirrors on the front. To the left, of those doors, were nine square doored cupboards being in a three by three by three square formation. To the right was a row of drawers going up halfway and above that what looked like heavy glass protected shelves with a series of small items on them.

Shimmy studied it, carefully. “Big, clean, neat, as new, fancy, of heavy wood and generally just like a wardrobe with an interesting range of miniatures in the behind the five display windows. A rack of guns, a wall locker, a tool wall with tools, a robogolem, a thinner version of one, what looks like an odd television set set into a piece of wooden furniture, a machinery equipped workbench, a cubecanister, a motorboat with oars, five figures in shin length hoodrobes with backpacks plus different other gear, a Tree of Life statue, and a few other items. Yes, more than the one cubecanister, each having its own symbol. What are are they really, those miniatures?”

Sharry smiled. “A long row of books, as the lowest display, all identical except for symbols on the book ends along with titles, and in different colours making up sets of books. That is 10 sets, of 10 books each, adding up to 100 volumes.”

She went on. “This is the first time any of us has seen a Helpdrobe materialise and I am not even sure how it is that we Seekachampions have any idea of what it is let alone what is 'inside' as, yes, it is supposedly bigger inside than out; that's transmultidimensional trickery for you.”

She opened both doors to expose clothes, with clothes hangers, hanging from a rod. In other words what one would expect to find in a typical wardrobe. They were of different types being a new. There were fur coats, leather coats, suits, dresses, bibbrace overalls, shoulder covering coveralls, fatigues and more than that.

Sharry shook head. “Solid illusions though one could find real copies in one of those drawers to the right of this part of the fake wardrobe. The clothes will become non solid illusions and then all of you can go into the wardrobe and wait in a cubechamber that is very big inside being far more so than this basement chamber; it has two half floors above the main floor. It does not quite fit in with this environment.”

They all went into the Helpdrobe including the androids and robots. While the androids, and robots, recharged in bays adapted for them, the humans rested in a lounge area where remoterobots served them with food, drink and water.

Time went twice as fast, there, as it did outside of the Helpdrobe so they remained there for an hour while half an hour passed outside. They discussed what they had learned, which was not a great deal even after they had gained information from the Shadowfollowers.

 

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