Doomsworld Fates

[Maharg67]

Post #11

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Sharry sighed and spoke to the four other Seekachampions. “Gavag confessed to me that he, his sister, mother and some others are doppelshifters. Perhaps the reason that the Shadowcultists tried to kill them all was that they somehow learned this and their paranoia would have driven them to destroy any possible threat; the Shadowstalkers must have killed non doppelshifters for they did not change after death which any doppelshifter would have done. It seems like an overkill to me but I should have mentioned the matter earlier and I am not sure why I didn't; I am not usually that inefficient.”

Doppelshifters were genetically engineered cousins of original, wild, doppelgangers of doppelsters as in doppelkind monsters. Even the Risengodfolk, as living godfolk, had not been able to tame doppelgangers enough to train them to serve the Risendoma; the Risendoma was, roughly, the nationstate of the Risengodfolk.

Shimmy smiled. “You do really like Gavag and he returns such feelings. That means you deepsense that he can be trusted.”

Sharry nodded. “Yes, as is our way, I could not feel for him otherwise. Gavag stated that Marriet, Chancecis and himself were to be fully trusted but that the other three knew secrets that they were carefully holding to themselves; Marriet warned those two children, of hers, as she has a few others, that is was best not to discuss the subject with Mavis, or her sons. That is Marriet's sister, Mavis, along with two of their second cousins, to both, being the men Brad and Chad. At least those are their informal names.”

With a soft shimmering the 'wardrobe' took on the look of an old, lightly damaged, filthy version of itself with the displays having broken security glass and just a few bits of junk. It even had some awful graffiti scrawled across it along with a telephone number. The graffiti read out as a message linked to the number being 'Call Joy for a good time!”

The Seekaquesters opened a secret door, in one basement wall, to go most of the way to below the Shaztec stone; they did so via a series of fairly risky to use tunnels. The tunnels had been discovered by the Shadowfollowers, who had kept them a secret from the Shadowcultists, but they were very old and perhaps had been built by the vanished settlers.

They came upon a large chamber that was half filled with evidence that the settlement had been settled, over time, by more than one faction. A curious preserving energy mist filled the space with its mixture of items from nomadic gypsies, neotribal seminomads, squat mannoid hybrid humanoids, Citystaters of the UCC (United Citystates of Centralia), and a few more. There was even evidence of there having been Shaztecs there.

So they spent some time investigating the contents, of the chamber, finding amongst the objects a kind of jelly capsules that had in them once living organisms along with other items that needed extra preserving.

Which was when the curious entity materialised in that isolated chamber!

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The hoodrobed figure stood there looking at the newcomers before throwing back her hood to show a rather jolly, round, face of matt black skin. “Iself am the Seekafriend CollectiusSa who collects and preserves my collection. Gosh, it is nice to meet Seekars as Iself have been waiting to do for a very long time.”

Sharry smiled. “We did not even know that such as Seekafriends existed!”

The figure smiled. “Well, we do, though only as a very small number. It is part of the Doomsworldgame and its lesser Doomsgames. We love you as that is at core what we are here to do. Still, it is genuine. You have your Seekahomeworld of Seekahomelands of Seekaheartland of Seekahomecity of Seekahomebase of Seekahome. Perhaps you could transshift me, and my collections, to one of those; I can assist in the process, of course! There I can archive my collection items and gain more from Seekafolk. We dwell onin a truly fascinating world.”

Sharry went on smiling. “Now for the truth!”

CollectiusSa laughed with glee. “Okay, I am a Seekaneutral being neither a Seekafriend or Seekafoe. You passed the test! Oh, I must state that I killed none of the preserved lifeforms. Iself am not a killer. I found the bodies, imprinted deep copies of what they were like, fixed them up and then preserved them; I did the same with non living objects. Some items here, alas, are but parts of the dead.”

Sharry nodded. “You can be transshifted to Seekaoutpost Alpha but you will need to go through very deep security, safety, checking processes.”

The entity shimmered once more and became a twisted, grinning, version of the formerly jolly figure. “Seekafoe Iself am of a hoarder and those preserved bodies well, yes, Iself killed them but they were dying anyway. There is 'something' around here that is far nastier and more dangerous than me! Iself am here to challenge you and not to threaten you. Be warned there is here a dark heritage from your troubling past back when you were not Seekachampions or even Seekagods. Iself am HoardiusSa. Iself must go!”

Then that one dematerialised. Another materialised seconds later and proved to be the Seekaneutral CollectiusSa. She shook her head in disapproval. “Iself am a little tired of HoardiusSa always trying to steal stuff from one of my collections. I would like to set up an archive, museum, gallery, library. zoo plus type centre in Seekahomecity. Yes, Iself am a Seekaneutral, of the Seekaasides, but hopefully Iself can be part of a mutually productive relationship. HoardiusSa was right, though, there is a very dark, dangerous, manipulative presence here that caused all those fanatical cultists to fight each other insanely, though that was not too difficult to do given their traditional hatred of each other. I want to run a zoo, with generously big enclosures, to collect and care for living entities bigger than my small zoo of lovely insects, small reptiles, rodents and other delights.”

So it was that the Seekars met, for the first time, the Seekaasides doing so with two of the mysterious entities that the Doomsworldgame had linked them to.

 

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Post #12

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After Seekaneutral CollectiusSa transshifted to Seekaoutpost Alpha, with her collections that ended up coming from five chambers, all of them large except for one smaller one, the taskteam moved on; CollectiusSa would become the concern of those in the large outpost.

The tunnels were often flooding lightly with water, thanks to the now heavier rain falling on Anklelusdeep, and many bugs scuttled along pitted, stone, walls. A few were transshifted, willingly, to Seekaoutpost Alpha. So went amphibious gillsnakes, rats, a few soaked furkkies as six limbed mammals, frogs and a few other creatures. Consent came through psychic empathic communications of a quite subtle nature tuned to animals.

The phasephysical entities returned, to be with the group, so one went ahead as a scout and the two others were at both ends of the group helping to keep tunnel sections more stable as the group passed through them.

They passed through what looked to be a rough archaeological dig site in a big, artificially evened out, cave chamber. Ancient Shaztec remainders were there such as half statues pressed into wall alcoves being of garish, sometimes vulgar, deities of the twisted Shaztec Religion of the Shazteczator. In the Shaztec Imperial Territories the Shaztec Civil War, of rebellion plus invasion, ended up destroying much of the Shaztecs. The Shaztec Cataclysm finished it off. It seemed that, in that place, neither had reached as far as that place. Yet there was no sign of Shaztecs having been there for a very long time for the remains were clearly in need of repair.

In the next chamber were some stored, ancient, Shaztec resources of mostly more basic type technological nature but also of some more advanced tech; there was none of the often dangerous, exotic, Shaztec version of hitech. No, there were hand tools like those used by most peoples, a safety bicycle with hard, rubber like, tires and gaslamps along with some supplies. Those also needed repair or replacement.

Something shambled towards them as a stained, serums soaked, bandage clad Shaztec mummy. Deepsensing desperation, and pain, along with no danger, they transshifted it to Seekaoutpost Alpha. Or at least they tried to for Seekaoutpost Alpha had become redesignated as Seekakeep; now it was the Seekars' highly secure, safe, isolated quarantine zone. There it would quietly be put to death of a mercifully quick, painless, fashion. Shaztec mummies had been created by cursed sorcery science and from unwilling victims or brain washed volunteers. Reanimated corpses, of mummies, were not the original people but had 'something' in them was pitifully trapped there though not souls. Yet they differed from Shaztec zombies in more than way.

No more mummies came shambling towards them, at least not for a time. They had to take care, when it came to such entities, for a few were extremely aggressive and even fewer had unnatural powers though not all of these were directly dangerous.

They came to a chamber and there a fascinating surprise that was extremely out of place or so it seemed to be.

 

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Post #13

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The LittleFatesManif, as in 'manifestation', sat on ornate white, bamboo chair at a round table of the same material that was covered with a white tablecloth. He was but one aspect of the LittleFatesManif but it was always a mystery to how many aspects existed at any one time.

He wore a red business suit with the coat open to show part of a white vest and black, pointy shoes. On his head was a black tophat. On the tabletop was a slim, black, briefcase. There was also food, drinks and glass jugs of ice cubed water.

A big, very hair, white hound was lying next to him with a black collar studded with red studs. A big, white, parrot sat on a black stand of a vertical pole with a rod jutted out from the side of it at the top with his own collar like that which the canine wore. A large, white, cat was curled up sleeping on the lap of the LittleFatesManif with her own collar.

The Seekachampions somehow knew who-what was before them and passed on that information to the androids and robots. Nothing, nobody, there was truly as they appeared to be.

The Celestial entity smiled, his ivory off white face, with his deep red lips and showed pearly white teeth as he spoke. His voice was almost human but reverberated slightly as if they were in a mildly effective echo chamber. “The way forward is not always the wisest course. The tunnels, that you would follow ahead, will lead you to a great threat. You need must return back the way you came from until you are, again, at the tunnel turn with a yellow stained area of wall on one side. First, though, have share this repast with me.”

The LittleFatesManif filled up a tall, clean, glass with pristine water complete with two blocks of ice. He snapped his fingers and the glass moved smoothly across to where Sharry was sitting now, at the table. While the five humans sat, at it, the androids stood back from it as did the robots.

Sharry smiled at the entity and then, suddenly, spat into her glass of water. It shimmered to become truly what it was as in softly broiling red, black, liquid. Then she picked it up and hurled the contents, of the glass, into the entity's face.

The celestial being screamed out in rage, hate and pain even as it sharply sparkled and became a rather filthy version of the LittleFatesManif for it was a 'darkside' type manifestation of that very complicated, celestial, manifestation entity. There were those of the lightside, the middling and the darkside. This darkside one reflected neglect, decay, laziness, greed, treachery and cunning.

Then it was vanished away with a disturbing, shuddering, effect. The table was filthy, in need of repair and one, too short, leg had a brick under it. The parrot, cat and dog were old, filthy, dotted with sores along with being skinny with hunger. The food, and drink, was mostly not even there and the jug was filthy being filled with more of the strange liquid.

At once the animals were transshifted to Seekaoutpost Alpha.

 

 

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Post #14

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Inside Seekakeep the newly arrived animals were already in specialised medical capsules, or medicapsules, that were busy saving their lives. There were Seekaservers, as service-support people, who were monitoring this situation in the Medikeep, of Seekakeep. Seekaservers worked in all Seekarealms. Seekaoutpost Alpha had been renamed as Seekakeep but only very recently.

There was also the ForenKeep, or Forensics Keep, where the mercifully dead Shaztec zombie was being examined. A select few, dead, cultist bodies, from Anklelusdeep were also being carefully examined. Data was being recorded and archived.

The former camp followers, and others who had come from Craterburg, were settling in nicely to a new settlement inside a great, fertile, domechamber that was the top part of a transmultidimensional bubblezone system. That bubblezone system had a series of bubblezones linked together as alternates. The animals, plants and other organisms that had come with them, were already there.

Sharry, the projection of her in Seekakeep, spoke to Gavag as they stood on top of a grassy hill that overlooked an orderly new settlement. “Seekateams are all based on extremely advanced supertech that allows, with special limitations, specific individuals to be in more place than one and those are we Seekachampions. Seekachampions are in four Seekateams as the same core to each one. The Seekateams, because of that and other reasons, are TSA0 based in the Self Projection Booth Network, TSA1 based in Seekahomebase, TSA2 based in Seekakeep being us and TSA3 based in Seekatranspost. So we Seekachampions can be said to be in four places at the same time. We are Seekars centered on we Seekachampions but there are a larger number of Seekateamers that we Seekachampions are at core and the non Seekachampion Seekateamers are not in more than one place at the same time but neither are any outside of Seekateamers.”

Sharry went on. “Seekahomebase exists in Seekahomecity that is in Seekaheartland being one of the Seekahomelands and that is in Seekahomeworld that is quite small for a 'world'. All of it is slowly-steadily expanding, and evolving; so is Seekatranspost and Seekakeep. I have not given you all the details but you have the gist of it!”

Gavag looked thoughtful as he reached out, semiconsciously, and took her hand in his; Sharry lightly gripped his hand in return.

 

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Post #15

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Gavag frowned. “We doppelshifters, as a group, go way back as far as the Doomsdays that turned us into refugees. We ended up in Craterburg after a long, harrowing, movement like so very many other groups ended up experiencing. We joined the Craterburg Citizens' Cooperative to start a new life there and revealed our true nature to a few, trusted, ones there.”

He shifted directions, a little. “Marriet, Chancecis and myself found that we could trust many non doppelshifters more than we could some others, there, of our kind. Mavis, the sister of Marriet, has always been devious and her sons are blindly devoted to her, they are Chadwa, Shadwa and Thadwa being little more than cunning thugs. Her daughter, Malinda, is more trustworthy than her mother, or half brothers, but one still needs to be wary of her. As for Jharles, brother to both Marriet and Mavis, he is monstrous and was soon forced out of the CCC.”

Sharry responded. “Do you really think it was coincidence that the Shadowcultists chose to abduct your people?”

Gavag looked very thoughtful. “I have been having my doubts as have my mother and sister. They may have been part of some crazy deal that involved them infiltrating Anklelusdeep to report on what was really going on there. I have no idea who-what would have made such an arrangement with them. The Shadowcultists seemed to know just how to get into the CCC Compound with great speed and efficiency. They did not kill anybody though they moderately wounded a few who got in their way. I suspect that 'somebody' not only gave them information, about the compound, but helped them get into it past its outer wall. They may have also put sleeping serum into the beverages of the sentries who failed to even try to stop the intruders.”

Sharry: “And the rest?”

Gavag smiled at her. “Yes, mother was right about you when she said that nothing much gets past the Seekachampions and even less gets past you, Sharry, Seekachampion of Seekachampions. Harriet was approached by somebody code named Derek who wished for us three to go to Anklelusdeep, as captives, to then spy on both the Shadowcultists and on our own relatives who had been hired to carry out the same kind of activity. They spoke of those who hired Mavis, and sons, being the Puritycult.”

Sharry frowned. “So it was that the Puritycultists showed up after Mavis somehow sent them some information. Have you been practising as a doppelshifter in disguising yourself and in other ways?”

He shivered and became, outwardly, a copy of Sharry but then he did so again with his body now being naturally, lightly, flexiarmoured. Then he was back to himself.

Sharry smiled. “We can enhance doppelshifter abilities.”

 

 

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Post #16

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In that same chamber, where the taskteam had confronted the darkside oriented LittleFatesManif, they found a large, battered, wooden chest t hat looked of fairly good condition. Shimmy got closer to it when four eyestalks extruded up out of its top, each having four sphere shaped, black, eyes at the top. The entity stood up as four, double jointed legs, grew quickly out of its floor.

It spoke in a 'wooden' voice. “LittleChestManif here to deliver you a package as directed, driven, and destined to do as from the LittleCelestialWays. With out knowing that 'he' did so, he did so as a darkside aspect of the LittleFatesManif.”

Sharry went over and kissed the one of the chest shaped entity on an eye. A soft shimmering went through it and then the LittleChestManif, or at least an aspect of it, was good as new, polished clean and more ornate in nature with a few, added, useful features. For a very short moment she had utilised her normally well hidden powers.

Sharry had done, what she did, on impulse as driven by 'something' deep inside her that was, then-there, beyond her understanding.

The LittleChestManif visibly shivered. “Bribery is most welcome as long as one is not attempting to influence Iself to go against the LittleCelestialWays. On the other hand, you may kiss me more times, indeed I suggest strongly that you do so. Just coincidentally, you need know, for kissing me and for the wonderful results from doing so, you will get some bonuses. I suggest you start with one of my other eyes.”

So Sharry kissed another bulbous eye that caused more shivering and the appearance of some extra decorative touches.

A big, wide, deep, drawer slid out of the chest entity's nearest side that was quite visible to the Seekaquesters. Then it tilted downwards so as to better display what was in it. “Inside my extruded, extended, drawer you can see 10 each of 10 types of devices being supersolidstate in nature. To name them, as they look to be in mortal human terms, they are identical type multimorphin devices; they are, as in each type, a pocket knife, a pocket pistol, a pocket torch, a pocket computer, a pocket communicator, a pocket compass, a pocket projector, a pocket extendable club and a pocket laser rod. As multimorphin they remain the same outside but transform, or morph, inside.”

So the items were sent to the Seekainventory except for 40 being 10 to stay with each of the four Seekachampions there as such were the only ones who could use, activate, those multimorphin devices.

LittleChestManif spoke again. “Those were the devices Iself was meant to give you so here are the bonuses.”

The empty drawer slid closed and, then, open again. This time there was a fairly chaotically ordered items that were all sent to Seekainventory for later examination; there were 104 of them; there was no clear reason for them being given except that LittleChestManif had been drawn to put them into a collection. Amongst them were toys, miniatures, tools, solidstate electronic devices, snow cones with their varied scenes, polished river stones, jewelry, coins and a few other items. The items were also sent to Seekainventory especially as some were of fairly dubious purpose that LittleChestManif would not have begun to understand.

 

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Post #17

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Part of one wall collapsed, dramatically, inwards and downwards. Through the opening stepped a powerful, but peaceful seeming, fleshgolem as a hulking humanoid. After him came a young Shaztec woman in a knee length, female, hooddress of common Shaztec customs. She held a crossbow in one hand but did not appear to be ready to use it.

She spoke. “Have you seen a dog, a parrot and a cat?”

Sharry nodded. “A purple parrot, a white dog and a ginger cat? They were captives of a dark entity and in a bad way. We have sent them to where they can be fixed up?”

The young woman frowned. “My name is Shazzie and those animals are our friends but I fear that they are cursed.”

Sharry shook her head. “There are no curses with them or otherwise some of us, here, would have detected that to be the case.”

The LittleChestManif spoke. “The darkside aspect, of LittleFatesManif, expelled three parasitic spiritual entities of very minor Anticelestial nature. Yet that is not what made them sick in the first place as they were badly treated, and abandoned, before that.”

Shazzie sighed. “As I feared was the case! My Aunt Sharlzie promised to look after them for a small fee of silver fingerlongs. She broke that promise, in a malignant manner, as she has others. My stupid elders pressed me to trust her enough to pass to her the animals and I tried to keep track of them, anyway. They vanished at the same time as Sharlzie did, that being her informal name just as Shazzie is mine. This is Bighappyhuggy and he has only the one name as he only needs the one that he chose himself.”

The young Shaztec woman studied those before her, including the strange wooden chest with eyestalks, legs and a now closed drawer. “There are ancient, informal, legends that speak of the LittleChestManif that appeared suddenly before the King Wizard Arlrechus the 23^rd before releasing upon him a swarm of beetles that devoured him alive. Then the devouring beetles went back into the spiritual magical chest before it vanished away.”

The LittleChestManif spoke. “Yes, that did happen but because of his great evil and his attempt to cheat the GreaterCelestialWays and not just anything like the LittleCelestialWays. When it comes to such matters, there are the greater, mediate, lesser and little levels along with others one will not speak of.”

Sharry smiled. “Who is with the two of you?”

Shazzie whistled and the others came through the broken hole in the wall.

 

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Post #18

 

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So appeared four other Shaztec humans, two large packdogs, four furkkies, two bigger furbbies otherwise like furkkies and two cave ponies also with packs. The furkkies, and furbbies, were furry six limbed humanoids of squat nature, the furbbies being about twice as big as the furkkies.

The packdogs, and cave ponies, had on them longpacks and pannier packs. Longpacks stretched out, horizontally, so as to fit more easily through tight spaces that anybody going through the local tunnels might easily encounter.

The Shazzie led group, her authority was based on obscure Shaztec ways, had gotten lost some time before and was starting to run short of important resources such as water purification tablets, smokeless heating tabs, foodbars, food powders, drink powders, short duration glowsticks, exotic herbs and others. The Seekaquesters gave them supplies and some small, useful, items being none of more advanced tech.

The newcomers rested and met other needs thanks partly to the Helpdrobe materialising there or at least an aspect of it. Impossibly seeming, it now had a more narrow door on either side that led into their own spaces despite that being supposedly impossible; those spaces did not clash with spaces accessed through the front of the Helpdrobe. Each led to a set of small, personal, service rooms. It was decided that Shazzie's group should stay in rooms accessed by one side door, the Helpdrobe. Another, disguised, Helpdrobe still occupied the basement chamber back in Anklelusdeep; so it happened.

The 12 Seekaquesters staid in the chamber, to rest there, along with the LittleChestManif who kind of snuggled up against Sharry. After a while the chest like entity quietly dematerialised, vanishing away, as if driven by the LittleCelestialWays.

Given the exotic nature of the LittleCelestialManifs, and their ways, the 12 made their way back to the yellow stained wall area. They carefully used a sensor pods on it which soon proved that it was a fairly thin barrier that behind it was a large, largely empty, space.

They slowed down the removal, of the barrier, so as to draw as little attention as possible. When they got past it they were in a moderately ornate, carved stone, Shaztec chamber. Shaztec coffins were diagonal placed, in narrow alcoves, along one wall. Stone tablets were stacked neatly in alcoves, in an opposite wall. They were to prove to be typical scribe inscribed clerical records to do with that common folk burial chamber and others, like it, in the same area. In them corpses were basically mummified and certainly would not be able to move as mummiats.

There was a light layer of dust over everything that the dust could reach.

At first their was no clue to why the darkside LittleFatesManif had got them there through the clue of the yellow area of tunnel wall. Then through thick, door doors, to the chamber came the muffled noise of howling rage, agony and other mixed, sharp, emotions.

Shanka took out a multimorphin pocket handtorch and, though it had no obvious controls, shone a narrow cone of light onto the double doors. The circular area, created on the doors, became like clear glass. On the other side could be erratically shambling zombies, in rotting ceremonial robes, holding jagged swords that seemed design to terrify more than to be effective weapons.

 

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Post #19

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Yet the aggressive mummies had come not from that place, it seemed, but previously through the open doorway; the evidence had been that the coffin lids were all closed, before the creature had made them flip open, and were filled with the sort of mummies that could not reanimate according to knowledge of Shaztec sorcery science.

They would have given mercy death to those zombies but then a smallish, wingless, black dragon came through an open doorway, the doors being identical to the one that the 12 were looking through. The dragon unleashed jets of elemental flame upon the shambling figures.

The zombies flashed into bizarre energy like flames and streaks of red seemed to drain, what was left of them, into the hard to define entity. Again, and again, it wiped out the 15 zombies until they were gone except for burn marks on the stone floor.

The dragon turned and departed back the way it had come with the same amazing speed that it had shown before; was it really a dragon or some kind of inspired copy of one?

Shanka frowned. “Full malignance! Hungry but not starving! Meant to quickly destroy the active mummies, removing them from their misery though this also meant it completed its task quicker for it appeared to be carrying out some kind of predetermined routine.”

The unidentified entity was well gone before they got into that other chamber, it being easy to do as the doors were not locked, or barred, against the group from doing so.

One of the simuladroids spoke. “Databanks data state that mummiats, that could be reanimated when the Shaztec Priests wanted them to be, had to be occasionally treated to stop them from animated with out being made to do so. If the priests have been gone, from here, for a very long time, then those mummiats would have become active but as rogues.”

Sharry nodded. “Exactly! The mummies, that were animated and controlled, were known as mummiats being not truly mummies at all as was standard to the Shaztec Ways. Even in the Golden Age, of the Shaztec Empire, only a relatively few mummiats were created because they used plenty of rare, expensive, resources and could be troublesome to use apart from going rogue. I really think we have entered a Shaztec catacombs but it seems that something went badly wrong here or at least it did so in this area.”

They returned to that first chamber only to transshift, to Seekakeep, the coffins and tablets, there. Hidden, amongst the tablets, was a dark glass bottle full of liquid that was long, spoiled, alcohol of some kind. It was also sent to Seekakeep that would transshift onwards items as they were proven to be safe to do so. The same was done for the coffins, and mummies, in the other chamber.

 

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Post #20

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Sharry, of STA1, moved amongst 'permayoungs', a not truly accurate term, of permababies, permainfants, permakids, permatweens and permateens being official categories of stages of growth. Except permayoungs staid frozen at some stage, thanks to the long ago genetic trickery of the Risengodfolk.

She picked up the permababies, of Shandy and Sherry, and held the little females in her arms. Both yawned, and stretched, in their bionappies. They could walk, as in toddling along, and use their foot push scooters, but often ended up being carried anyway.

Teresa, a woman Seekacarer of that new Seekafaction, showed Sharry a pair of black, and red, crayon drawings. They showed a swirling black, smokey, shape with odd patterns of red inside. “Well, what do you think?”

Sharry focused on the drawing with her mind-eye. “What ever it is, I get an impression that it is very powerful but not necessarily a threat."

Teresa nodded. “Other permayoungs are starting to manifest visions, in their own ways, depending partly on their age groups. That is more sophisticated drawings, paintings, sculptures, poems, song lyrics and dreams; unfortunately, some are having increasingly bad nightmares.”

Sharry could easily enough work out who the last were. “This is Seekahome and is heavily screened in multiple ways to better protect the permayoungs. The spiritual psychic manifestations could only happen if some kind of powerful agency was behind it and that, to me, means Celestial related.”

The voice spoke, seemingly, from everywhere at once and yet it was not truly a voice as in verbal communications. Sharry quickly realised that only she, in the chamber as the only Seekachampion there, could pick it up.

“Neither Celestials or Anticelestials are behind this foolishness but some Procelestials are who are sending information to you Seekachampions through the permayoungs in a way that we Elder Celestials highly disapprove of. As you know, Procelestials believe that Celestials should have greater freedom to intervene into Noncelestial affairs. We will further screen, filter, and otherwise transform Seekahome, Seekahomebase, Seekahomecity, the Seekahomelands and even Seekahomeworld. You are facing a conspiracy, of sorts, but also a counter conspiracy that is trying to undermine it. Playing the Doomsworldgame is one way to learn more about what is truly going on, at a mortal level, and to carry out your quests will lay down positive markers that will allow more decisive, effective and less harmful High Celestial Intervention.”

Then the 'voice' was gone but it soon turned out that all of the Seekachampions had 'heard' it.

 

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