Doomsworld Fates

[Maharg67]

Post #21

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Going deeper, into the catacombs, they came across areas that had still been under construction with trestles, ladders, wheelbarrows, hand-tools and other evidence being there along with the condition of the environment. It was as if those working there had fled away both suddenly and in a great hurry.

They came upon a great, crudely made sign, propped against one wall. In Shaztec hieroglyphics it read out, in large letters, 'let the heretics of worship, of the Shazgods. be punished with tortuous death and afterlife damnation'. The emotions, of the sign, was emphasised by the writing having been done in blood that had been preserved so as not to rot or fade; this was an expression of the contradictory nature of Shaztec society.

Jhenna, the neuter, spoke. “We Seekachampions were once of the Shazgods, being one faction of them, though recollections are not clear of that time.”

Sharry frowned. “For us it was a difficult membership but we were not the only ones at odds with the majority of Shazgods. We were more popular with the Shazgodfollowers. than were the other Shazgod Factions, which they did not appreciate! When we departed, in a hurry, we took most of the Shazgodfollowers with us. We were not of those factions that were behind the construction of these catacombs that they stated was a means of pleasing the Shazgodfollowers. It was not the truth.”

A great howl echoed through the spaces.

The entity, that had materialised just then, wore a hoodrobe in the official colours of the Seekars being gold, silver and copper. The symbol was a golden dragon inside a silver star that, in turn, was inside a copper circle.

The woman figure spoke. “I am an aspect of the Seekamentor come to inform you that Seekacorequest Alpha has been declared for you to discover, to recover, your own history and to even uncover your own dark secrets that you have hidden from yourselves for so vary long. There is more to it than that but you will find the details in the highly secured section of the Seekaarchives.”

She went on. “SeekacoresubquestA01 is to gain information about the rise, and fall, of the Shaztec Empire including the Shaztec Cataclysm, the Shaztec Holy Wars and other details also to be found in the Seekaarchives.”

She spoke again. “By the way I am MentoriaSa! SeekacorequestA02 is to locate, explore, record and do otherwise, as detailed in the Seekaarchives, a list of Shaztec Locations. You could find some useful data, for all Seekaquests, in the Seekalibrary.”

MentoriaSa sighed a not so long, or dramatic, sigh. “SeekamiscelquestM01, as in one of your miscellaneous Seekaquests, is to gain a list of special items being so far Rainbowspheres, Shadowshards and others detailed in the Seekaarchives including those mentioned as items fitting certain criteria.”

She half bowed gracefully, in respect, and then vanished away as quickly as she had come but, when she did, a 1x1x1 metre Helpcube materialised just where she had stood. It was the very first Helpcube as gained by the Seekars.

The Helpcube shrank down, to a size small enough to fit into a pouch, while weighing very light. Sharry took it as she was, informally, in charge of the taskteam.

 

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Post #22

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They had not chosen, then and there, to investigate the Helpcube because they wanted to do that in a more secure place. So, when they came to a fairly hidden alcove they stopped for coffee, foodbars and water along with a brief rest or at least the Seekachampions did. The robots, and androids, recharged.

They accessed the Seekaarchives using brain attached brainnodes and found more information than MentoriaSa had even hinted at. The dragon like entity was a type of shadabeast but one of the more intelligent, powerful, level. There were other kinds but they varied according to their usefulness in given situations. There were walking-running, climbing, amphibious, aquatic and flying focused shadadragons along with some more specialised kinds; that reflected the categories of original type dragons.

They confirmed what they had suspected; that is Doomsworldgame Mandate-Protocols dictated what 'special assistance' they could use when-where and how. This went more for some, of those, than others depending on how much they could overly assist the Seekars and for other reasons not yet defined.

Doomsworldgame Resources, and lesser Doomsgame Resources, were still being largely decided upon and not just for the Seekars. Nor were the other 12 Doomsgameteams identified.

There were promises of more information to come from not when.

Another howl had them moving on with out investigating further the Helpcube. It was a shadadragon, most likely a walking-running one, but it was not too close. They would have summoned a Helpcube but mandate-protocols would not allow it to happen then and there. So they halted, in a more defensible alcove, and investigated the Helpcube; it expanded to three times its old size becoming a 3x3x3 metric cube.

It provided a resupply of generally used equipment-supplies but also five robodrones that could hovershift, even hoverfly as in going higher, making them very useful. The robodrones were also aquatic, making them even more so!

Sharry once more ended up with the shrunken Helpcube that still contained, inside its unchanging interior space of 3x3x3 cubic metres, some more resources.

With two robodrones, the term being short for robotic drones, moving ahead of the taskteam, and two coming up from behind, the taskteam came to where a big chamber where a lot of zombies, and mummiats, had been destroyed. They had been so hotly burned that some bone material had turned to ash.

There were stone half-statues pressed against back walls of alcoves made to fit them in almost neatly. There were statue-columns, statue-fountains and stone reliefs carved out of stone walls. They were generally vulgar, threatening and bizarre in appearance except for three human figures being seemingly of one man and two women; these shared a largish alcove between them.

Shimmy shook her head in wonder. “They could be us as in female, neuter-female and male.”

Sharry responded, drily. “They were us as Shazgods. I am surprised that they were not damaged by anti Shazgod worshipping fanatics.”

 

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Post #23

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Doomsworldgodtri sat in 3one3's three great thrones as a manifestation, grand avatar, of that which was at the Doomscore at the very center of Doomsworld. That is as a grand female, male and neuter human like humanoid in grand hoodrobes golden silk material. They were one as three that were almost as one, the first being the dependency on each other and the second the independence from each other.

Doomsworldgodtri was created when Doomsworld was but not by the same forces.

Doomsworldgodtri monitored as much as the 3one3 could which was almost everything but, to the 3one3's frustration at times, not everything.

Doomsworldgodtri 'knew', in its own way, that there was a fundamental wrongness with Doomsworld that had existed, even before Doomsworld came to exist, but which had become far worse with its emergence.

Doomsworldgodtri kept monitoring the situation of Doomsworld, the Doomsmoons and other features that orbited Doomsworld through multiple kinds of senses and the use of ultratech network systems.

 

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Post #24

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Those, in the quarantine cube, including Shazzie, were transshifted to Seekakeep. Though she had misgivings she was convinced, by Shimmy that she could go back to the Shaztec Zone using projection  technologies. Her group went with her, along with their resources, to Seekakeep where they went to visit the three, healing, animals in their medicapsules.

Shazzie, along with the rest of her group, joined Marriet's people of former mercenaries and their camp followers. Marriet soon made the newcomers welcome even as Shimmy did being of the Seekachampions projected into Seekakeep.

Shimmy sat with Shazzie on a newly made wooden bench, in the shade of an big canopied umbrellatree, genetically engineered to serve that purpose, by the Risengodfolk. It was waterproof, on top, causing water to flow down the sides of its dome shaped top.

Shazzie humphed. “Your eyes bore right into me! Do you know what we Shaztecs really are?”

Shimmy smiled. “I hope my eyes don't leave any holes in you.”

The young Shaztec woman sighed. “Oh, very funny, you know what I meant. We are trimorphers being each able to take up three distinct shapeforms of human, or at least that is what we all used to be. Now there are monomorphers as one, of the three shapeforms, and duomorphers as a choice of any two of them but also twixtmorphers as odd ones out. Nonmorpher peoples joined the empire so we morphers became a small minority but we still dominated the empire as the cores of elites and echelons.”

Shazzie got naked before she shimmered, shifted, and changed. Firstly became a lizard human like humanoid being squatter than she had been as a human. After that she took up the shapeform of an amphibious lizard creature with lungs augmenting gills. Then once more she was a young woman. After she got dressed again she grinsmiled at Shimmy. “Can you do anything like that?”

Shimmy shimmered and then became a golden metallic version of herself, including her hair, and she now wore curious golden metallic, platelet, armour somewhat like OldEarth samurai armour. She was fitted with a curious selection of golden, black and other coloured, metallic, devices. Then she returned to being her old self with her usual gear.

Shazzie sighed. “I take my words back, truly I do! You must be very powerful in battle!”

Shimmy smiled. "Such abilities, thankfully, are to assist with far more than fighting."

Shimmy shook her head. “Not while trying to keep infiltrating as a given role. No, we resort to such powers only when necessary; using them does take up extra energy.”

Shazzie smiled. “It helps to know that, when returning to the templecity, I will have the company of at least one Seekachampion who can do that sort of trickery.”

 

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Post #25

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Shazzie was projected as in being inside a self projection booth, with Marriet's group and with STTA3A1 back at a full strength of 20 as inclusive of the robodrones being five Seekachampions and 15 Seekapanions (Seeka Companions). They moved with Shazzie who took them to a chamber where there was a large, abandoned, archaeologist dig site; it had clearly been looted, if there had been anything to steal, a long time ago. There she reached, carefully, into a well hidden niche at the back of a vertical half statue pressed against a rock wall. There was a softest of clicks and the statue shifted a little. Its gearing having been neglected, for a long time, it took some trouble to move it with out jamming it  to a halt. From there, after closing up the secret entrance behind them, they went along a tunnel dotted with wards designed to help keep out intruders.

Shazzie had explained that she had learned, from other Shaztecs, about areas that she had not before gone to but others, of her people, had done so. This information had included tidbits such as where the secret door had been hidden, what it looked like and where its switch was to be found. It had been designed to keep outsiders out if they managed to get to the chamber where the secret door was situated.

There was a simple, metal, door that opened into a great chamber where people obviously struggled to survive as Shaztecs but also as Zhastecs who had been traditional enemies, of the Shaztecs until defeated and enslaved by them. Here they acted as if equals and had amongst them furkkies, furbbies, some savager looking zurzzies, animals, potplants of which some were quite big, fungi being mushrooms plus fittlegrass, and plenty of stuff of a crazy mixture. Such as furkkies, and zurzzies, were 'humanoidies' amongst other names.

A jolly fat man figure materialised dressed as a golden, silvery, coppery version of Santa Claus who wore an oversized backpack rather than carrying a big sack. He spoke in a jolly, friendly, tone of voice. "I am an aspect of Seekagiver being SantaSa. You have been granted, by your GPMBTs, up to 1,000 Giftcredit to spend on these fine lifeforms here, before you." Their GPMBTs, Game Patrons Mentors Benefactors Tributetees, who so far were a mystery to the Seekars, were constrained by mandates-protocols that also included procedures and precedences. They had to earn the knowledge of them.

So were materialised the following: waterproof blankets, dometents, some tools, ration packs, healing serums, coils of fine rope, water filled waterskins, oil top soaked flametorches, backpacks, fire-starters, three types of musical instruments, and other items; they came from an unusual selection of them in a giftgoods menu, as it was called, that had some odd additions and discrepancies. Yet all was both needed and welcomed amongst those people. They spent all of the Giftcredit with SantaSa giving them some half price bonuses so they could use it all up.

Of course they both wanted, and needed, something in return but the people there took that for granted but did not take it for granted or demand it; they were pleased when all that the Seekaquesters wanted was information and for those people to go to Seekakeep as a first step to going to a new, better, homeworld.

The taskteam chose to wait with those people until a Helpcube could pick them up if not an aspect of Seekatranspost.

 

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Post #26

 

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There were new arrivals, of two groups, of refugees from the very troubled templecity of Shazzantacca. Again they were of a mixed nature but there were even wounded guards, warriors and soldiers amongst them; in Shaztec ways each of those groups had their own specific purpose and status.

Civil war was threatening to break out in the templecity and surrounding territories of that great cavernland of Shazzantaccatari. There were increasing troubles with rogue mummiats. Terrible creatures were raiding from ways into the cavernland. The Risengodfolk had created that cavernland and the sunslabs, melded into its very high ceiling, had been fading for centuries and needed recharging. As the Burning Black Smoke Flame diminished, the supply of electricity ebbed. Then there was corruption, criminal gangs, unrepaired damage to infrastructure, religious madness and so much more to deal with.

Shanka sat, on a Zhastec woven blanket and read through notes as written by an scruffy old man who certainly was not a native. His name was Professor Sagesmart, being his own invented working name, who had come to the place with an archaeological team. He had done so as a renowned historian focused on the Shaztec Histories but not just on the Shaztecs themselves.

Having gone through a thick journal, in but a few seconds, Shanka looked up. “A very small number of mistakes but generally an excellent piece of writing backed up by a good deal of thorough research. I notice you had a few, intensive, interviews with young women of the Shaztec and Zhastec peoples.”

Sagesmart tried not to blush and much of it was hidden by his scruffy beard. “Well, one can get lonely and I help look after my three beloved children. Fertility rates, in the templecity have been slowly-steadily falling over the last centuries and just coming here, being here, for a while has seemed to help that along with people's health for I have field doctor training to make me more useful as a member of any archeological team. Flora, fauna and fungi have also been suffering but less so than people. Oh, yes, there are also the incineration deaths, the sudden vanishings, hauntings and other paranormal incidents that are increasing both in frequency and intensity.”

He went on. “I was born in Centropia, also once known as University City of the former United Citystates of Centralia. Being of some immortal genetic influence, I was born about 30 years before the Doomsdays. Thanks to multiple dome coverage, much of Centropia survived though to different degrees. The Centropian Central University sponsored, and then contracted me, to travel to Anklelusdeep along with the archaeological team. I badly needed the money, and not just for myself, but that was years ago.”

For a moment he looked quite sad. Shanka gave him a hug!

 

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Post #27

 

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A very jolly little man walked along a footpath following a street of broken down tenement houses of triple floors, an attic room and a basement floor. They had been upper middle class once, being of self repairing smart materials built before the Doomsdays. They had solar power panels that still functioned. He was in a suburb of the university city of Centropia.

One household was not too happy as the father, one Professor Sagesmart, had departed just that early morning to go to a secret destination to the far south even beyond the Craterlands.

That aspect, of the LittleFatesManif, knocked on the door and his amusingly decorated handcart came to a halt behind him though he had not been pulling it along; no it had been quietly moving under its own power, and intelligent control, it appeared.

A sad looking woman, of attractive mature age, opened the door and saw his big, comical, glasses first. A few seconds later she was smiling richly as she raced to get the children, her brother, a female second cousin, two dogs, a cat, a lizard, a furtty as a cute smaller cousin species to the furkkies and four birds. They all seemed happily memorised as they went the 'handcart' and vanished away with a soft shimmering only to appear, years in the future, in Seekakeep.

Objects, through out the house, vanished where they were. Diminutive lifeforms went with them but safely so. Fitting, some furniture, the carpets remained as in a not very good condition. With a shimmering, side effect, everything became as good as new.

He sat in the lounge room, on the ground floor, waiting until there was a hammering sound on the door. He rested quietly, in a comfortable armchair of amusing patterns, with his ruddy red eyebrows closed, next to the handcart. The door opened by itself, or so it seemed, just as a large, hulking, thuggish, man went to smash against it with a shoulder. Instead he stumbled through the short, entrance hallway, and stopped with difficulty to stare in astonishment at the jolly aspect of the LittleFatesManif.

The thuggish man growled in anger. “Mr Brucent is here to collect his special fees this first month of their collecting.”

An arrogant, handsome, young man came into the chamber and sneered at the LittleFatesManif but not for long. He looked startled and went to flee. He vanished away in a flash of red, yellow, energies and with a short, sharp, scream.

The jolly little man looked into the eyes, of the thug, who was soon smiling as he trotted off to spread good news but to just a select few, or so it was planned to be at first. The aspect, of the LittleFatesManif, sipped brown tea from an oversized teacup while he held the matching tea saucer, beneath it, with his other hand.

 

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Post #28

 

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Professor Sagesmart got to Seekakeep, to the slowly-steadily expanding evolving realm where the former Shadowfollower people already where, with the Shaztec Zhastec group. To his happy surprise he found his Centropia people waiting for him along with many others from that city. There was some social negotiations to go through to do with Sagesmart having now four wives, two of which had other husbands, but some small 'bribery' helped. There also came, from Centropia, over 2,000 other people along with flora, fauna, fungi and multiple items of different types. That environment reacted to the increased living population with a boost of expansion and evolution.

Sharry visited Sagesmart, not his original name of Samsonia, and sat with him in a small, bioplastic multiple use hut. She spoke to him. “Getting to the point, you have an amazing amount of knowledge, and experience, of Shaztec, and Zhastec, ways but also of other esoteric areas. Seems the Celestials agree and so you were brought to being back with your Centropia family, friends and many of your associates. Of course you were not the ones one assisted as many others, a fair few unknown to you, were also helped; I am duty bound to make that last bit clear to you.”

Then she went on. “We want you to be a Seekaquester, especially as we know you have a hidden side to your nature though you are still, at core, human. You were attacked, by an exotic entity, bitten and infested; the infestation was most likely coincidental but that is not a certainty.”

Sagesmart nodded. “A crazed Shaztec Priest had an infested zurzzie attack me so now I can be human, a zurzzie humanoid or a full on zurzzie of a larger size; that is I am a zurzzie based trimorpher though, a you point out, at core a human.”

Sharry was clearly impressed. “Some factor in your genetic inheritance allowed you to gain trimorphic nature when most such incidents fail. Most successful trimorphers, or any metamorphers, are born that way.”

She shifted directions. “You can be projected both here, in this contained bubblezone, and to our missions as many are. Sophisticated androids, and robots, are constantly backed up which means they can be brought, back into action, as new bodies. So our different Seekateams, and Seekataskteams, can more easily continue onwards with what they must do. We offer you much, for you are your people, but also what you very much crave and that is the uncovering of ancient mysteries.”

Sagesmart, is was less scruffy but not lacking scruffiness, shook his head as if in wonder. “You Seekachampions are an ancient mystery.”

Sharry smiled. “True enough! Perhaps we can discuss that later!"

He got the hint and did not press the matter.

 

 

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Post #29 

 

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SeekataskteamA3A1, with projected Shazzie, departed from the chamber after the transshiftment had taken place they went through a series of tunnels, and chambers, some being filled with abandoned artefacts and other Shaztec stuff. It was turning out that Zhastecs had been an important part of Shaztec existence, especially in territories that had once been the Zhastec Empire.

Many Shaztec Templecities had, previously, been less ghastly ones of the Zhastecs who were of a far less darker religion, and culture, than those that had conquered them; the take over would have failed except for the Shaztecs having the use of exotic technologies and horrors that they, at times, barely seemed to control. That included swarms of reanimated corpses as zombies, bloodcrystal devices, twisted spiritual psychic powers and summoned up monsters.

Ironically, both the Shaztecs and Zhastecs, had originated from the same people as the now mysterious, largely forgotten, Yavaztecs who were said to be linked, somehow, to the Risengoldfolk. Neither the current Shaztecs or Zhastecs knew just what had led to the splintering but they did know that other peoples had done the same.

Shazzie spoke to Sharry, during a rest break, as she held a mug of travel soup to herself. “Why are you Seekars doing any of this?”

Sharry half smiled. “We wonder at that fact, ourselves, though we do have the Core Quest of multiple Miscellaneous Quests. Perhaps we are still being tested, or trained, or even both of those and more. One Miscellaneous Quest was to investigate, collect plus record data from doing so and then to sort that data as best as possible; part of that was to send in sample items, of all kinds, including corpses; that quest is ongoing and is not just focused on the current situation. A Miscellaneous Quest was given to gain lifeforms, and non living items, and send them to one of the Seekarealms; consent must be gained with those fully capable of giving, or denying, consent; those lifeforms, and objects, must meet the right criteria before being sent and in the decisions of where they are sent. That is also ever active. Whether all Miscellaneous Quests will be so, we just don't know as in 'it doesn't happen until it happens'; we do not assume anything with out a good deal of solid evidence except in special circumstances.”

Shazzie smiled. “I want to be a Seekaquester!”

Sharry nodded. “You need to go through the process of being accepted, along with many of your people, and then going through the new Seekacademy, Seekar Academy, that is being created even now.”

Shazzie suddenly blurted out. “You need to speak to the Rattantwins where ever they have vanished off to.”

 

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Post #30 

 

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The mummiats attacked with crazy aggression as did the zombies that shambled faster than they did while outnumbering them. Except that some mummiats were clumsily using ceremonial type melee weapons or tools as such. The taskteam kept destroying them, mercy killing as they did so and as they deepsensed that they were doing so to end suffering. Thankfully the zombies were all basic types of the shambling kind with no weapons or powers.

Shanka spoke even as he shot down two zombies with his triplecarbine as he used the pulselaser, on it, to do so. Then he lobbed a grenadeshell over the first ranks, of the attackers, to destroy both mummiats and zombies. “That malignant presence, that heavily influenced the cultists, fighting each other to the death, in Anklelusdeep, it could easily be that which is driving these pitiful creatures to attack us with the aggression as they are showing.”

Sharry took out her supersolidstate multimorphin pocket pistol. She aimed it at a zombie, a pencil thin beam of energy shot out and struck the creature, and it vanished away with a soft shimmering. So all five Seekachampions started using the same type device, as given over to them by the LittleChestManif, and all other weapons were no longer used. Mummiats, and zombies, were quickly vanished away with the malignant presence soon doing the same as if it realised it was futile to do otherwise.

Shazzie was puzzled. “I have, just twice, come through this chamber and know others who have done so many times; never once has it had zombies and mummiats in it or even close to it.”

Shimmy responded. “It could have been an ambush but was it set up against us?”

Then they found a message, written in dried blood on one wall being in Panglish. “You will be destroyed, Seekachampions and those with you, you will never succeed in reaching the Shadowy Core of Deep Mysteries.”

Jhenna spoke. “Now, that is a reliable clue!”

 

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