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Dr. Gordon Freeman ([personal profile] trustycrowbar) wrote in [community profile] exsilium2013-01-24 02:41 am

Relative Time

[Video, public.]

[Gordon looks like hell. Drawn and sleepless, A large bruise on his forehead across the browbone, several scrapes, cuts and bruises on his face and neck, glasses scratched... He stares into the camera awkwardly, with bustle in the Labs behind him.]

No doubt you've seen the large anomalous mass in the middle of the city. I believe we know exactly what it is now.

It's a creature by the name of Zagreus. It's a conscious collective of timelines that had been unnaturally stopped from manifesting the way they should. The resultant energy has gained a name and a mind... of a fashion, but not a form. Yet. It's not alive in the conventional sense, but it does have a goal: to eradicate every timeline it comes into contact with, including ours. It had been dormant in the Doctor's subconscious until now; god only knows how it got out, but now it's free, and gestating inside that temporal knot in the center of town. Feeding off all the chaos of the age-scrambling while the Timeknot dilation field ages and turns to ash anything that gets immersed in it.

We've got to get in there and destroy Zagreus before it reaches full maturity. Thanks to the Doctor's schematics we at the Labs have created a handful of personal temporal stability devices that will enable us to get into the Tineknot unharmed. What we need now, are people who are willing to use them. We should have enough devices for anyone who wants to go in, anyone who wants to fight, but let me know here so that I can be sure of it.

Tomorrow morning we'll meet there. I plan on going in as well. It wouldn't be the first time I did something like this... But I get the feeling that even in its larval stage, Zagreus is going to take all our firepower to take down.

[Video, private to Morrigan]

[He knows she heard him, that he intends to throw himself into that portal to god-knows-where. He hadn't mentioned anything of the sort to her. Therefore:]

I think I owe you an explanation.

((EDIT: Log post is HERE! CHARGE!))
vaudevil: (Oh? I hadn't noticed.)

[personal profile] vaudevil 2013-01-24 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[Cue in one very confused young scientist.]

Hold on, you mean to tell me that this thing is out to destroy timelines? That's not possible. Time isn't energy and it's not a mass so how can it destroy something that has no form? Time is a concept, a measurement of continuity. It has no physical form.

[Yeah, Lee's just a little weirded out.]
vaudevil: (Oh yeah?)

[personal profile] vaudevil 2013-01-24 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's a moment of shock on his face. In that instant, he couldn't determine if he wants to laugh or if he should take it seriously. He'll decide on the later, it seems safer.]

O~kay. Whatever that thing is, it's going to be disappointed and demand a refund on the check.

[Yes, he's actually thinking about this seriously even if it doesn't seem like he is.]

This is certainly a nice little conundrum. Is there a plan?
vaudevil: (One moment please.)

[personal profile] vaudevil 2013-01-24 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's not going to pretend this all doesn't sound weird.]

Back up and rewind for a second. Kill it? With what? A stopwatch?
vaudevil: (Huh?)

[personal profile] vaudevil 2013-01-24 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
So, who's going to play the lancer? Do you even have a plan? How long do we have before he reaches critical?

If you guys, which I'm assuming there's more than one in this mess, need a runner, I can do it. It's not like I got much to live for.
vaudevil: (Yes that is a complication.)

[personal profile] vaudevil 2013-01-24 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[To Lee, it wasn't morbid, it's a sad truth. He doesn't feel like he's got a purpose anymore. In this timeline, he's in exile. He already betrayed his family and for that, his life is forfeit.]

Well, if you need me, you know where I am.
vaudevil: (on the phone 3)

[personal profile] vaudevil 2013-01-25 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Whoa, that's it? Just tomorrow morning, meeting, prepare to die? What about in between? You don't have a plan much less what that thing really is and if it can be defeated at all. Yeah, sure, it's taking a physical form so we're just going to improvise?

[He sighs and rolls his eyes with his arms up in a shrug that fall in a slap to his sides.]

I guess if I'm going to die, I'll die on my feet as an example of what not to do.