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snowblindrpg2017-10-23 05:41 pm
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Entry tags:
- !event,
- *log,
- *open,
- alphonse elric (fullmetal alchemist),
- angel (borderlands),
- bucky barnes (mcu),
- castiel (supernatural),
- chaos (xenosaga),
- davesprite (homestuck),
- dorian pavus (dragon age),
- enoch (el shaddai),
- flynn carsen (the librarian),
- ginger hale (original),
- james wilson (house md),
- jared rhys (original),
- john watson (bbc sherlock),
- magenta magenta (jjba),
- mycroft holmes (bbc sherlock),
- peter quill (mcu),
- quark (zero escape),
- royce melborn (riyria revelations),
- sherlock holmes (bbc sherlock),
- squalo superbi (khr),
- sylar (heroes),
- vanitas (kingdom hearts),
- will graham (hannibal)
[log] Imaginary Time [open]
Characters: anyone
Location: in dreams
Date: nighttime during the event
Summary: A place to post your character's dreams.
Warnings: general horror warnings; please include more specific warnings in subject lines as necessary!
Location: in dreams
Date: nighttime during the event
Summary: A place to post your character's dreams.
Warnings: general horror warnings; please include more specific warnings in subject lines as necessary!
CW: Gore, blood, cancer/tumors, gruesome character deaths, earth/universe destruction
Missouri is a wasteland, ashes blow by on a warm summer's breeze, carrying with it only the memory of flowers and trees.
Things earth would never see again.
And he was there, a purple glow in his eyes and hands, from the stone that he held.
"You see, Peter, this is what happens when you care about mortals." Ego shrugged, as if the blasted wasteland around them was of no consequence. As if it was Peter's fault.
There's a crumpled ship in the distance. His ship. Nose smashed, wings snapped off, a smouldering wreck. Bodies scattered around. What was left of Rocket, Drax, Groot, Mantis--their bones gleamed in the sunlight, flesh half-melted off.
And Gamora?
She lay at Peter's feet. Perfectly intact, as if she was sleeping.
Blood trickled out of her nose and mouth.
Ego had killed her over the course of a longer period of time--Peter knew what it had been when she ran to him, and passed out at his feet.
A brain tumor.
Maybe he'd put it in her head when they were on his planet last. Something to kill her silently, to sever Peter's connection to love itself.
"You should have listened, Peter. It didn't have to be like this." The creature that dared call himself his father holds out a hand. "Now there's nothing left for you. Let's go home."
"Why...?" A sob. Cold tears trickled down Peter's face. "Why couldn't you just stay dead?! I killed you. We killed you!"
"A part of me survived, after all, I planted extensions of myself. A few sparks, a few tiny pieces, and I found my way back together again. Funny thing was, you were probably the only one who could stop me, if you'd been here. You would have probably sensed my return."
The sorrow, the rage, the numbness, it was shattering his heart. He...if he'd been here, but he wasn't. He was in Norfinbury, and then...and not here.
He could have saved everyone, he could have saved the galaxy...
And now Ego was back with an Infinity Stone ripped from the wreckage that was once Xandar.
He was going to wipe out everything and every one.
It was his fault.
"I'll never, ever join your side," Peter snarled, holding out his blasters. "You need me, and I'm not going to let you get anywhere near me, man. You're right. Maybe I'm the only one who can stop you, but I can stop you--"
"Why? What is the point!? You have nothing and no one left to tie you down. You realize that we will outlive these worlds, these civilizations? That no matter if you save a billion lives now? They're all going to die anyway."
The cold, icy numbness gripped Peter's heart, and wouldn't let go.
"I don't care--there'll be people left to go on, to keep living in their world--"
"All worlds die eventually! You've seen them--one cataclysm and bam! Goodbye, 3 million years of hard work. And for what? We are forever, Peter. I know you're grieving now, and that's okay. But what are you gonna feel 10,000 years from now? Will you even remember what earth was even like? Your friends would only live for a fraction in your memory. And hey, maybe you could make new ones. But they'll die. They'll all die, over and over and over again. You can't keep them, no matter how much you want to. No matter how much you loved them."
No, he just did not--Peter fired his blasters, but Ego simply waved his hand, using the power of the Infinity Stone to shield himself from the blasts. They bounced harmlessly away from the surge of purple energy, which disappeared altogether when he waved his hand back.
"You're not human, Peter, you never were. You're not even mortal. You're so far above everyone else. You remember Eternity, don't you? The beauty of it all?"
The blasters drop to the ground, and Peter's sobbing openly now.
Ego's close enough, and he puts a hand on his shoulder.
"Come home with me, Peter. And we'll make it better. No more mortals to worry about, to lose. Just us and Eternity. We'll be everything. We'll be Eternity. And we won't be alone."