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    Re: This Thoom-Thoom has been Passed Down for Generations

    Post by Zurg on Sat Jan 03, 2015 8:34 pm

    "Oh yes," the monarch nodded, his horns bobbing up and down. "Using a hologuise for deceitful purposes is rather run-of-the-mill! The better holograms are used to manifest useful constructions such as bridges, weapons, and even digitally-restored persons. Er, that last one is a bit more complicated than one would think..." And the alien's understanding of it all was still that of a wide-eyed novice. Ah, if only a skilled holomancer could be here... Or even a heliomancer! Nothing beats the manipulation of fledgling stars for continuous energy usage. Well, aside from collapsing one into a black hole... But that pertained to offensive weaponry!

    So they didn't have ants on the Mechanical Plane of Hellfire... or even insects, for that matter. Zurg wrinkled his snout in thought. "That's rather lucky," he offhandedly remarked. Insects could be such nuisances, the demon prince didn't even know! No flies, no spiders, no wasps and other irritating pests... But the same was equally true for the ones he did like, such as butterflies and wood lice. He glanced back up from his brief mental lapse to spy Prixlezub's expression betwixt a frown and a snarl. Hey, what was the matter with ant farms? Perhaps he was not a fan of the lesson and thought it a subject irrelevant to his current interests. Just as well, the monarch supposed. It was sometimes better for the bigger organisms on the food chain to overlook the smaller, more easily disregarded "lesser" creatures. That's how the Earthen managed to outlast those dinosaurs, wasn't it? Or, rather, their evolutionary ancestors... Something like that.

    "How smart are ants, exactly?"

    "Well," Zurg began, faithfully trotting behind his chaperone, "they can do everything we do, for starters. They can build cities, they can raise animals to farm, they have social structure based on ranks, and they can even wage war. And, at times, they can capture slaves!" Made for some interesting food for thought, didn't it? "But while we may be clever and think ourselves higher-evolved, I have pondered something... We are capable of brilliance, are we not? We come up with ideas, we capitalize on them, and we continue to advance. But what, Prixlezub, is the matter with that scenario?" He paused in his gait for the moment, casting his multiple eyes over the yonder horizon. "We compete with our own; clans, factions, empires, and civilizations... No matter how brilliant we may be, we will always find a way to commit in-house fighting." Zurg of course chuckled, knowing that he was generalizing. "Well, for the more individualistic societies, that is. There are some collectivistic species out there, or were, that didn't resort to such a thing. I found such models to be in the minority." Back to his point, however!

    He resumed pace and quietly puffed. "Ants may not be brilliant, but they brilliantly work together. Their colony is above all, even their own lives. There is something to admire about such unwavering fealty for the common goal." His people had somewhat managed to put aside various individualistic goals, but their own blood-feuds had ultimately denied their true potential.

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    Re: This Thoom-Thoom has been Passed Down for Generations

    Post by Prixlezub on Fri Jan 09, 2015 6:40 am

    Bridges, weapons, and digitally-restored persons... Hm, the demon could not say that his kind had ever developed bridges made out of pure light, nor had they ever wielded such weapons. In fact, the only beings he had ever seen wield such weaponry from light were the angels from the material plane. "The holographic weaponry, I have only seen one race who wielded it. Although in from where I hailed, he thought of such weapons, crafted from pure light to be ascended, the tools of angels and divine guardians. They blazed like the very sun itself, and burned as hot as it as well. Chryslirrbog's kin, his ascended creations used such things in our wars and beyond." He rumbled, seeming to look elsewhere as he reminisced. A rumbling chuckle soon reverberated from his chest as they trotted across the grassy expanse, "Yes, In fact it was one of his soldiers who had made me first realize I was not so invulnerable as I once had been. His blade nearly severed my tail."

    It had taken a rather long while for the wound to heal, he remembered. Although he knew better than to speak that detail aloud, not that it would mean anything, for there were no warriors of Chryslirrbog upon this plane.

    To think that the absence of insects was lucky... Prixlezub gave a small chuckle at the notion, the air shaking with its rumble. "Is it? For in the absence of one nuisance, there will always be another." He stated, the corners of his mouth tilting upwards as he pressed on. While the Plane of Mechanical Hellfire was lacking in the area of insects, they still had plenty of irritating creatures to deal with. Some, thankfully could be dealt with via an extensive and heavy handed exterminatus, the others however... were far more stubborn.

    The demon picked up on Zurg's uncertainty, almost questioning of his reaction to the ant farms he had explained earlier on. Of course, merely because the alien looked like a carmorph demon hardly meant that he understood all that was to be known about them, especially the prince. "Our kind do not display all emotions are fluidly as a human would. Your display had confused me for a small moment." He explained. Zurg of course was neither the first nor was the last to be taken aback by the demon's expressions. When one's face was covered in a thick hide and had little in terms of muscles for facial expressions, emotions were not exactly carried as truthfully as they could be by more emotive creatures. Even Zurg's expressions, as masterfully as he would like to think of them, would look far different should he gaze at his reflection.

    Fascinating, he pondered, how an expression may feel the same when one makes it no matter the species, but looks and means far different things...

    Much like ants, who proved to be rather intriguing in their own right. building civilizations, farming, a ranked heirarchy, and even waged war, subjugating lesser creatures to their will. "Interesting," The prince pondered, despite his travels, he never much pondered the minuscule creatures in the grass, not that there was much to study about them to begin with during the time period he had happened upon the plane. Of course, he would idly glance at the beings that flitted about, butterflies, moths, and all their colorful cousins. Even the bees and hornets were gazed upon as he passed them by, however, with his ambitions with the places, their involvement mattered little.

    After all, what threat did these tiny beings, who were so easily destroyed by a slap of man's hand, bring to one so mighty and massive as the prince and his kin? They were fodder's fodder!

    Of course, as Zurg went on, his recitation became more philosophical and soon came to a question. What is the matter with a race that is so similar to man, yet they call themselves highly evolved, more so than the lowly insect? The demon quickly thought up the answer, but paused as he noted Zurg's footsteps grow quiet behind him. As the demon halted in his stride and turned, his reason for silence was all to evident. Why bother answering when the younger demon had taken time to so dramatically look out over the horizon, his fiery mane billowing in the wind as he willingly gave the answer.

    Hubris. Pride overflowing to the point that it gushed over the banks of rationality and threatened to flood it over completely.

    Not that Zurg had said this outright, but all the same it all boiled down to hubris. Who believed themselves to deserve more than their fair share, who thought they could do far better than the current superior. Ah, and the ever classic, who has the better genetic line, the one that produces only the brightest and the best... All self appointed titles and glamour. Alas, such societies were always in the majority, for no creature with free will ever saw only to the line of duty and loyalty to their kin. They held self preservation, individualistic wants and needs. When one thought high enough to begin thinking beyond the goal, beyond the established hierarchy and systems... That was when things became complicated.

    For larger, brainier creatures to work together without muss or fuss, no fighting over reward and punishment... It simply was not to be. Likely it would never be unless one decided to rip every shred of independence and individuality from their minds and give all that power to one. "Hmm." While Prixlezub was not familiar with any ants on his home plane perse, there were creatures who were similar to them in their mindset. Things that lurked in deep, dark places, refusing to leave the confines of their cavernous abodes unless absolutely necessary.

    Thus the prince nodded in agreement at Zurg's quiet statement. "Yes, such a mindset is something to admire, but something to be cautious of as well." He replied, smoke puffing from his maw as he continued onward.

    The mountains were not too far now, the ground becoming more craggy and rocky as they trotted on until a slope could be felt beneath their feet. Charred grass and glassed dirt turned to a trail of red hot gravel in their wake as the prince took his ascent. Unlike the earlier ridge, the beginning of this slope was not as abrupt and jagged, having been worn and weathered by time. "Don't let the height of the peaks intimidate you, we are taking the route through the smaller peaks to get to the wastelands." He announced to his charge, wasting no time in navigating the chosen trail.
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    Re: This Thoom-Thoom has been Passed Down for Generations

    Post by Zurg on Sun Jan 11, 2015 12:03 am

    The tools of angels and divine guardians... Zurg would have politely chortled if he knew it wasn't seen as a display of insolence. "Much like our first battle together, hmm~?" So the alien merely resigned himself to playful teasing. Manipulating photons and electromagnetic radiation was far from the work of heavenly beings, but he could understand how civilizations of a more... ah, elemental nature would interchange science and magic. "That must have been one heck of a sunburn," he remarked in regards to Prixlezub nearly having his tail severed. And that was a thick tail, too!

    "Is it? For in the absence of one nuisance, there will always be another."

    "Yeah, Settlers..." Oops~! Just a bit of alien bias.

    And that would explain Prixlezub's puzzling expression - he was simply confused! Zurg faithfully nodded and showed his understanding. "Oh, of course! Sorry... I know that humans are a lot more conspicuous in their emotions, and I haven't been around my people in such a long time to remember a few things." Like expressions, for example. Sometimes they came naturally and sometimes... well, they didn't. Learning a few carmorph demon expressions would be a fun little treat, but it was better to observe the demon prince and learn by example. The smaller of the two practiced, his own heavy features betwixt a frown and a snarl. "Like this?" he asked, hoping to have done it right. Might be deserving of a gentle slap on the head with a paw, but worth it! When it was again time to return to their travels, contemplation aside, the monarch wiped his face clean and followed close behind in a mindful trot.

    Interesting, said Prixlezub. Yes, one could suppose that smaller organisms are interesting, couldn't they? Though ants and other insects were less impressive in their size and overall threat to much larger creatures, it was not their diminutive stature that had intrigued the alien but, rather, their behaviour.

    After all, had not the Evil Emperor named his various robotic models after those in the insect kingdom?

    Hornets had always been the dutiful combat drones, their robotic lives meaningless so long as the goal reached fruition.
    Beetles were exactly what one expected: slow, lumbering, and well-fortified. They were the muscle.
    Weevils had a particular knack for infiltration and subterfuge; very sinister.
    Lice for cleaning and organic decomposition.
    Gnats for swarming tactics and overpowering terrestrial enemies.
    Ants made for the best scouts, easily overlooked due to their innocuous designs.

    And who could ever forget those digital leeches, the tekno-tiks?

    Indeed, there was much one could learn from studying another creature's mannerisms and traits. Mottled blades of grass sizzled beneath their heated hooves, the sound as marvelous as it was bizarre. "I suppose so, yes," Zurg eventually spoke, having considered the demon prince's words. "When one is more collectivistic, it could be said that a portion of individuality is lost. How much of course depends on the society, but I have seen my fair share of foreign civilizations and empires. The most extreme would be as you imagine: no free will, no deviation or uniqueness, and an all-encompassing fealty to a common, persistent goal." Maybe not a life as to what they would imagine, but that's how it was, wasn't it? So many strange and terrifying perspectives... Zurg lifted up a paw and gave it a shake, idly flexing his claws to see if any dirt had been collected upon it. "Doggedly obnoxious in firefights, I'll tell you that." But also lacking that spark - that desire for self-sacrifice and camaraderie in the face of pure obliteration. Ah, things to perhaps consider for another time... Always another time, for was it not infinite on the Gamma?

    The mountains were fast approaching. In fact, they were easily a gallop and a breath away. Tundra grass turned to craggy stone, little pools of bubbling lava starting to form around their super-heated paws and hooves. "Alright, not intimidated," the alien piped up. He wasn't particularly a fan of mountains, or incredible heights, but Zurg kept his anxieties in check. It's not like Prixlezub would hide behind a windy turn's corner and punt the monarch off, right?

    ...Right?

    He shoved the uneasy thought aside with a toss of his mane and followed, smoke lightly billowing from his grill.


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    Re: This Thoom-Thoom has been Passed Down for Generations

    Post by Prixlezub on Mon Jan 12, 2015 8:55 pm

    "Much like our first battle together, hmm~?"

    Ah, yes. Prixlezub had not forgotten the pillar of light that struck down from the heavens, nearly obliterating both demon and Evil Emperor during their first confrontation. Even if the memory was of defeat or at the very least a draw between the two powerful beings, it was still one of his more favored memories. "Perhaps, yes. Although the angel's weaponry lacked a certain refinement that your devices held." He admitted. "The blade itself looked as if it had been a beam plucked from a sun. It did not hold as clear a shape as the plasma weaponry I have come across on this plane." He rumbled thoughtfully, his head tilting towards Zurg as he continued. "Even so, the power it held was nothing to trifle with. My wound had been by accident on the angel's part, it was a cost for ducking away from a blow that was aimed to decapitate." Sunburn indeed, should the demon had not been as swift in his reflexes as he was, they may not even be having this conversation right now.

    "It took its time to heal, the weapon's of Chryslirrbog's forces are not the same as some plasma cutter or orbital laser cannon. One could say they were specially crafted for dealing with me and my kin." He replied evenly. Another blessing, that an angel of Chryslirrbog had not arrived on this plane as well in the event that one would be interested in borrowing their services.

    Not a possibility that the prince feared, but more that it would be a nuisance. Much like Zurg's disdain towards Settlers.

    As for the mix up regarding expressions, the prince waved it off with a puff from his grill. "It is understandable, we both are without kin upon this planet. The minority will take note from the majority regardless of their background sooner or later." He replied with an understanding rumble. With the majority upon this plane being human, their mannerisms were considered the norm and thus accepted as such, oddly enough. For one as long lived as the demon prince however, old habits tended to linger far longer than a few years. Even so, Zurg was a quick learner... He already was trying out the newly discovered facial expression Prixlezub had presented him with.

    Albeit with mixed results.

    Prixzub tilted his head to look down at his charge, regarding the attempt at a confused expression. Indeed, his frowning snarl seemed deep enough to mirror the prince's own, yet he could not help but rumble with amusement. Zurg was trying just a little too hard. "A good first attempt, but be careful your face does not freeze that way." He jokingly replied. After the alien's experimentation, his face soon returned to normal and they continued on their trot across the sparse northern grassland.

    The topic soon returned to collectivistic societies, as Zurg mentioned that yes individuality is lost, no free will or deviation. To this the demon nodded in agreement. "Certainly, although from a more diplomatic, manipulative standpoint, it could also simplify them. After all, with a collective mind are collective goals, interests and desires. Dangle something they want in front of them and they all will come grasping for it." He mused, "All the same, with a collective society, a collective mind, there can be a potential for adept planning and intelligence in order to attain that said goal and become the manipulator instead." With all members of the society learning separately in body, yet as one in mind, there would be little that a collective society would not know should they have the resources.

    "Indeed, among other things." The demon replied in regards to their doggedness. If there was anything far more stubborn than a collective mind when it came to a fight, it would be himself or perhaps a deity.

    Gravel glowed beneath his hooves as he ascended the trail, further on ahead of them was a massive valley between two of the lower peaks, shaded from the sun. With the natural barrier between the north and the dry sands of the wastes, both of the demon's found their manes subject to whipping winds as hot currents came in contact with the tundra's icy chill. Not that the two would be able to truly feel the outcome of the confrontation between biomes, a demon's hide was thick protective, therein there was not much in terms of surface nerves.

    "Good, keep behind me, the path gets narrow further ahead. We will not be high enough to come across cliffs, but the valley can become restrictive." He stated, nodding ahead.

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    Re: This Thoom-Thoom has been Passed Down for Generations

    Post by Zurg on Tue Jan 20, 2015 5:02 pm

    Tch, angels... Holy light was nothing special. Unless, of course, you were of a more demonic element. Zurg's weaponry, however? It discriminated not a thing! "Good thing you were quick on your toes, huh?" was the monarch's lighthearted remark. Chryslirrbog, hmm... There was that name again; that name he didn't recognize. "Funny, don't you think?" Zurg spoke up, craning his meaty neck upward to better look Prixlezub in his fiery eyes. "You're here and he's, well... not. Does that ever get you wondering?" Weren't gods and devils supposedly counterweights for one another?

    That's what he heard, anyway. No clue if it was really true. Zurg wasn't a god or devil.

    Objectively, that was~!

    With a content puff he let the thick hide composing his blocky face relax, the smaller of the two demons through with experimental facial expressions for the time being. "Considering that my usual face is eternally warped into a scowl, I'll live." He mulled over the demon prince's words regarding individualistic and collectivistic societies, Prixlezub's insight shared in many ways. Alas, they could not discuss such a topic forever. They currently had a goal on their own collected plates, after all! First, though, they both had to traverse this valley and pay no mind to the howling gales forced betwixt high and low pressure systems... Ahh, to once again hear the elements at war with another. Mildly soothing, as the monarch struggled to enjoy the passive breezes Portal City so happily enjoyed. He found the abrupt winds a pleasant surprise, even if his hardened skin could not rightfully feel their slapping. "Stick close and pay attention - got it," the smaller demon nodded.

    Good! Zurg had never been one for a much snow, anyway.


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    Re: This Thoom-Thoom has been Passed Down for Generations

    Post by Prixlezub on Fri Jan 30, 2015 12:31 am

    Quick on your toes... The demon gave a resonating hum at the lighthearted statement, neither insulted nor amused at the monarch's words despite how the air shuddered and the ground at his feet danced. Indeed, it was rather fortunate that he was swift in the face of a foe he had not encountered before, or at least what he thought he had not encountered at the time. The prince's ears piqued at Zurg's familiar rumble as he spoke once again, four of his fiery pupils turning to look down at him from the corner of his vision while the remaining two, the ones closest to his grill, remained fixed on the path ahead.

    Ah, Chryslirrbog. The very name coaxed forth a plume of grey smoke from his grill openings, billowing out before becoming snatched up by the turbulent winds that surrounded the duo. Admittedly, it would be a lie if the prince denied that he wondered if his other half had made it here, albeit dormant. The other? It wondered if perhaps he went the way of Alpha's devouring of worlds and their deities. "Every so often, yes." The demo replied after a few moments of silence. "However, Chryslirrbog and I command two separate planes, two dimensions that hold very little connection to each other. He could have banished me to the Plane of Mechanical Hellfire as easily as he could have banished me to your home dimension. Alpha had devoured my home plane, yes. The Material Plane however... It is yet to be seen if it has met the same fate, or if the deity has yet to come across it." He elaborated, the four eyes that had focused upon Zurg having turned to join the remaining two that were focused upon the path. "Even so, I would expect another deity to be randomly saved instead of him. As powerful as Chryslirrbog is, his duty lies with life, especially that which he creates. It would be against his nature to let it all be consumed with the rest of the planet in Alpha's purging. in order for him to be saved, Portal-X would need to spare all mortals that he had created." Prixlezub explained, following the winding path between the towering peaks the loomed above them. Far above, Zurg would be able to clearly see a pair of eagles riding the updrafts just as clearly as they could see him. Their heads tilted toward them quizzically, as if mulling over the nature of the two burning beasts below.

    "Should he have been spared, however..." The demon prince rumbled thoughtfully, his tail swaying in time with his thundering steps. "I believe I would have seen the signs should he have arrived on this planet. His creations roaming about, for instance, along with the bright flare of his presence. With this in mind, I cannot help but ponder if perhaps he is indeed here, but relocated to a planet that he would not disrupt with our rivalry." Came his conclusion.

    Both deity and demon were indeed counterweights to one another, but all the same, would it truly be wise to deposit two eternal forces albeit weakened, upon the same planet? Certainly the resident Portal deity was well aware of their history and the events that tended to follow in its wake. If Zurg had thought this planet was chaotic in its events already, it likely would be hard pressed to light a flame in comparison to the spats between demon and deity.

    A chuckle did rumble forth from the demon's throat at the mention of having to eternally scowl. Alas, young monarch, the demon prince's kind tended to have a neutral expression that leaned more towards sternness than serenity or mirth. A small detail that would find out soon enough when they came to a body of water or other reflective surface to peer into. Otherwise, it appeared the younger demon was content to stick close and follow the demon's lead, the two continuing to traverse the mountain pass.

    To the desert and from there, further south.

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