Snippet #1909431

I kept my mouth shut and watched things happen, as I always did. Partly that was out of habit, but mostly it was out of my experience that people just can't be trusted. I made mental notes of the newcomer's names and appearances, and to keep an eye out for any powers beyond the teleportation thing that girl, Maci, did. This whole thing with everyone here having powers... Are we all connected somehow? Or are we just here at random to play some twisted game? I'd concluded a long time ago that the fact that we were all here was definitely not some freak accident. We all apparently came from completely different worlds; hell, maybe even universes.

Noticing my mind wander, I snapped my attention back to reality (I decided this place was at least a reality; mostly because the burning sensation in my throat felt pretty freaking real to me) and narrowed my eyes at nothing in particular as if I was suspicious of the air and dust around me, which would actually be a pretty reasonable suspicion seeing as this environment was apparently conducive to the existence of massive bronze birds and flaming magma horses. Then I realized nothing interesting was happening except introductions and saying something about needing to find supplies. That was probably the most obvious thing I'd heard all day. If this place even had days... I decided the heat, dehydration, and fatigue from fighting were finally starting to affect my ability to focus, so I gave up on paying attention to the others and let my mind wander again, after saying a quick introduction to the new guys that pretty much only consisted of my name and an implied "No shit we have to find water."

I was just wondering what anyone would want with us in here. Were we just for some twisted for of entertainment, like the rings used to be before they were all closed during the Enlightenment and then razed during the revolt... That had been fun to watch. Fire is... entrancing. My thoughts flickered to how well they were all doing back there. How many of my friends would be dead when-- if I got back? Or were they all already dead, and it was because I was gone? I got that out of my mind by assuring myself I was either trapped here for eternity or whoever brought me here would be able to send me back to exact the moment I left, which I actually didn't remember except something about sleeping in snow. I got back to the present. If this was some kind of game, how would we win? By surviving a certain amount of time? Reaching a specific place? Last man standing? In some ways, I hoped it was the last one because that would at least be quickest. But most importantly... Are we ever going to know who did all this? Better yet, will explain?

"Oh, bravo, bravo." A voice the size and weight of a continent interrupted my thoughts. I vanished instantly. The figure was humanoid, made of black marble, and looked like it had the physical strength to match the sound of its voice. "You will find supplies, but not here. I'm Deity, and I'm the one who brought you here." Freak cheerily spoke to it. Poetic lowered her bow. I saw a flicker of motion in the corner of my eye. Someone else was here, and running at this Deity thing. My brain and body did everything instinctively from there. I felt adrenaline clearing my head. My swords were drawn at my sides. The runner swung a scythe that impacted the marble and stuck there. I was already moving. I went from standing to lunging at whoever it was in just under two seconds. Whoever this was was making the huge mistake of attacking the most powerful being in the world (as far as I could tell), and that was a danger to the rest of us. Fortunately for me, she seemed distracted by the fact that her weapon was embedded in an omnipotent marble statue. I tackled her and dragged her to where Poetic was standing for good measure. I wanted to hear what this thing had to say.

And also to test it a bit... I smirked to myself and decided to see if it would see me and read my mind. And possibly see straight through my thin attempt at being passive-aggressively diplomatic. I think she might want that back at some point... For the sake of entertainment. It would make all of this much more interesting, don't you think? What with the rest of us actually working together, would be fun to see what happens when there's someone around we don't get along with.