Basalt Aftermath: Maelstrom's Revenge by Mountainlord92, literature
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Basalt Aftermath: Maelstrom's Revenge
Alexander put his quill down and glanced at the notes he had just written. "So," he turned back to the pair assembled in front of him. "The reason some rooms are green are because they were once underwater causing the growth of algae."
"I said that first!" Hazard exclaimed. He floated down so that he was level with his companion's head. "I think that feline is trying to steal our ideas," he said in an undertone.
"An interesting hypothesis," Alexander continued, "but not particularly helpful for any future explorations."
Hazard zipped over to the Meowth's side of the desk. "What do you mean 'not particularly helpful'?" He demanded. "I'
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Epilogue by Mountainlord92, literature
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Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Epilogue
“I don’t know about you, Grandpa,” the smaller than average Wartortle said, “but I’m exhausted.”
The Torkoal, whom she was sitting on, did not respond, he just continued to trudge through the tunnel. He nodded the occasional greeting whenever another team passed them by. While they were all tired out from their ordeal in the dungeon they were mostly unharmed and eager to reach the exit.
The Wartortle suddenly recoiled and almost fell off of his shell. “Not again!” She exclaimed.
The Torkoal did not cry out but he also wrinkled his nose in disgust.
“Excellent,
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part VII by Mountainlord92, literature
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Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part VII
“You killed him,” Jay breathed after a long moment of silence.
Maelstrom shrugged. “A Spoonhead who knows about his spoon cannot see the future,” he explained. “They are useless to the order, and to me,” he paused for dramatic effect. “I trust you understand exactly who you are dealing with now?”
“Absolutely,” Hazard responded. “And when we return to the guilds we will be certain to tell everybody how powerful you are, and how foolish it would be for anyone to stand in your way. Come on Mr. Bunnelby, I think we’ve taken up enough of their t
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part VI by Mountainlord92, literature
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Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part VI
Hazard immediately shot to the centre of the room spinning around with huge grin on his face. “Look at this place, Mr. Bunnelby, isn’t it fantastic!” He exclaimed. “There’s.....” he trailed off and sank towards the floor, “absolutely nothing here.”
Jay waved smog away from his face as he took in the room himself. He had to agree, while all the other rooms had some unique feature which made it stand out from the rest this one was incredibly plain.
“Where are the matrices?” Hazard complained. “Where are the random pieces of machinery, where are the suspi
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part V by Mountainlord92, literature
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Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part V
They made their way through the room filled with machinery that Hazard had explored previously, and he took them to the door which the Barboach, who was no longer anywhere to be found, had told him would lead towards the exit. Jay used the key to unlock the door which barred their way, the key snapping in the lock just as Hazard predicted, allowing entry into a smaller chamber with green algae covering all the walls.
While Hazard was very excited at the prospect of studying this ‘fascinating new flora’ Jay was more interested in the red and white object that was sat in the middle of the room. It turned towards them re
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part IV by Mountainlord92, literature
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Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part IV
Hazard heard the rumbling from Jay’s tunnel and floated over to peer into the gloom. “When I told you not to do anything I wouldn’t,” he called out. “That wasn’t an open invitation for you to explode. I’m not going to be the one to go and clear up the mess you know, although I am interested as to how you managed it, seeing as Self Destruct is not a move that Bunnelbys tend to learn very often.”
There was a series of coughs in response.
“And you managed to reassemble yourself in less than ten seconds!” Hazard exclaimed. “That has to be a record!
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part III by Mountainlord92, literature
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Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part III
“There is one thing I don’t understand,” Hazard announced.
“Why does the narrative keep returning to this dull exchange?” Zachariah suggested.
“Well that too,” Hazard agreed, “but what I meant was: if your order hates the King like you say, why did your Abbot warn him?”
“Because we saw that he would not fall,” Zachariah explained, “and we cannot do anything that might prevent this future from occurring. I have already explained the consequences of such an action.”
“Oh yes, snow in August and Farage getting into number 10.”
Zachariah frowned at
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part II by Mountainlord92, literature
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Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part II
The chamber that Hazard came into was larger than the first one had been, but the decor was more or less the same. The only thing that stood out was all the rusty pieces of machinery scattered across the ground.
“Hello there,” a voice called from a pool of water on the opposite side of the room.
Heading towards the sound, Hazard discovered that the owner of the voice was another Barboach with two beads threaded through its right whisker and balancing a spoon on top of its head.
“I am Zachariah,” he smiled. “Welcome to my chamber.”
“Is that it?” Hazard questioned, disappoin
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part I by Mountainlord92, literature
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Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part I
The crowd of mons that had once crammed the narrow corridor of stone was suddenly moving a lot quicker than it had seconds ago. The ones at the front tutted at the sudden barging from behind, that was until the fumes wafted over to them as well, then they joined in the exclamations of disgust.
“Why does Not Master cause so much grief upon his arrival?”
“Because he is a Koffing, and they all have noses,” Jay replied.
The Electrode rolling along behind him was silent for a few seconds. “You have a nose, Master,” it observed, “yet you are not screaming, waving your appendages
Basalt Halls Prologue by Mountainlord92, literature
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Basalt Halls Prologue
Evil never dies. While creatures great and small enjoy the self awareness that comes with sentience there will always be those that choose to follow the dark path. A cynical viewpoint perhaps, but no less true, jealousy and greed affects even the the most honest of citizens, and no peaceful society exists without even the smallest of conflicts. Light cannot exist without the dark, and when one dominates the other the universe will seek to restore balance.
The second coming of The Lord of Chaos was devastating, not just for the number of lives lost but because......
"No!" The old Koffing shot backwards, away from the book h
Basalt Aftermath: Maelstrom's Revenge by Mountainlord92, literature
Literature
Basalt Aftermath: Maelstrom's Revenge
Alexander put his quill down and glanced at the notes he had just written. "So," he turned back to the pair assembled in front of him. "The reason some rooms are green are because they were once underwater causing the growth of algae."
"I said that first!" Hazard exclaimed. He floated down so that he was level with his companion's head. "I think that feline is trying to steal our ideas," he said in an undertone.
"An interesting hypothesis," Alexander continued, "but not particularly helpful for any future explorations."
Hazard zipped over to the Meowth's side of the desk. "What do you mean 'not particularly helpful'?" He demanded. "I'
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Epilogue by Mountainlord92, literature
Literature
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Epilogue
“I don’t know about you, Grandpa,” the smaller than average Wartortle said, “but I’m exhausted.”
The Torkoal, whom she was sitting on, did not respond, he just continued to trudge through the tunnel. He nodded the occasional greeting whenever another team passed them by. While they were all tired out from their ordeal in the dungeon they were mostly unharmed and eager to reach the exit.
The Wartortle suddenly recoiled and almost fell off of his shell. “Not again!” She exclaimed.
The Torkoal did not cry out but he also wrinkled his nose in disgust.
“Excellent,
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part VII by Mountainlord92, literature
Literature
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part VII
“You killed him,” Jay breathed after a long moment of silence.
Maelstrom shrugged. “A Spoonhead who knows about his spoon cannot see the future,” he explained. “They are useless to the order, and to me,” he paused for dramatic effect. “I trust you understand exactly who you are dealing with now?”
“Absolutely,” Hazard responded. “And when we return to the guilds we will be certain to tell everybody how powerful you are, and how foolish it would be for anyone to stand in your way. Come on Mr. Bunnelby, I think we’ve taken up enough of their t
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part VI by Mountainlord92, literature
Literature
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part VI
Hazard immediately shot to the centre of the room spinning around with huge grin on his face. “Look at this place, Mr. Bunnelby, isn’t it fantastic!” He exclaimed. “There’s.....” he trailed off and sank towards the floor, “absolutely nothing here.”
Jay waved smog away from his face as he took in the room himself. He had to agree, while all the other rooms had some unique feature which made it stand out from the rest this one was incredibly plain.
“Where are the matrices?” Hazard complained. “Where are the random pieces of machinery, where are the suspi
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part V by Mountainlord92, literature
Literature
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part V
They made their way through the room filled with machinery that Hazard had explored previously, and he took them to the door which the Barboach, who was no longer anywhere to be found, had told him would lead towards the exit. Jay used the key to unlock the door which barred their way, the key snapping in the lock just as Hazard predicted, allowing entry into a smaller chamber with green algae covering all the walls.
While Hazard was very excited at the prospect of studying this ‘fascinating new flora’ Jay was more interested in the red and white object that was sat in the middle of the room. It turned towards them re
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part IV by Mountainlord92, literature
Literature
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part IV
Hazard heard the rumbling from Jay’s tunnel and floated over to peer into the gloom. “When I told you not to do anything I wouldn’t,” he called out. “That wasn’t an open invitation for you to explode. I’m not going to be the one to go and clear up the mess you know, although I am interested as to how you managed it, seeing as Self Destruct is not a move that Bunnelbys tend to learn very often.”
There was a series of coughs in response.
“And you managed to reassemble yourself in less than ten seconds!” Hazard exclaimed. “That has to be a record!
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part III by Mountainlord92, literature
Literature
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part III
“There is one thing I don’t understand,” Hazard announced.
“Why does the narrative keep returning to this dull exchange?” Zachariah suggested.
“Well that too,” Hazard agreed, “but what I meant was: if your order hates the King like you say, why did your Abbot warn him?”
“Because we saw that he would not fall,” Zachariah explained, “and we cannot do anything that might prevent this future from occurring. I have already explained the consequences of such an action.”
“Oh yes, snow in August and Farage getting into number 10.”
Zachariah frowned at
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part II by Mountainlord92, literature
Literature
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part II
The chamber that Hazard came into was larger than the first one had been, but the decor was more or less the same. The only thing that stood out was all the rusty pieces of machinery scattered across the ground.
“Hello there,” a voice called from a pool of water on the opposite side of the room.
Heading towards the sound, Hazard discovered that the owner of the voice was another Barboach with two beads threaded through its right whisker and balancing a spoon on top of its head.
“I am Zachariah,” he smiled. “Welcome to my chamber.”
“Is that it?” Hazard questioned, disappoin
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part I by Mountainlord92, literature
Literature
Dungeon 1: The Basalt Prophecy - Part I
The crowd of mons that had once crammed the narrow corridor of stone was suddenly moving a lot quicker than it had seconds ago. The ones at the front tutted at the sudden barging from behind, that was until the fumes wafted over to them as well, then they joined in the exclamations of disgust.
“Why does Not Master cause so much grief upon his arrival?”
“Because he is a Koffing, and they all have noses,” Jay replied.
The Electrode rolling along behind him was silent for a few seconds. “You have a nose, Master,” it observed, “yet you are not screaming, waving your appendages
Basalt Halls Prologue by Mountainlord92, literature
Literature
Basalt Halls Prologue
Evil never dies. While creatures great and small enjoy the self awareness that comes with sentience there will always be those that choose to follow the dark path. A cynical viewpoint perhaps, but no less true, jealousy and greed affects even the the most honest of citizens, and no peaceful society exists without even the smallest of conflicts. Light cannot exist without the dark, and when one dominates the other the universe will seek to restore balance.
The second coming of The Lord of Chaos was devastating, not just for the number of lives lost but because......
"No!" The old Koffing shot backwards, away from the book h
I was browsing through my documents the other day and I came across this rant about pokemon; at the time I was presumably planning on uploading to follow on from my previous two pokemon rants (make sure you read those by the way) but for some reason I never did. Having been very absent on Deviantart lately I thought I would upload it now, hope you all enjoy.
At last my trilogy of pokemon related rants comes to its conclusion. With all the points I have raised in previous rants it is clear that one should question the sort of people who run this company. What sort of people think that getting rid of the best item in the game is a good idea
I am gathering points for my group Calling-All-Poetry And could use your help making this group a Super Group. Thank you for your consideration. Have a good day!