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- Subject: [KQ] Kron [TGMOAB 5.1] The Kron Solution
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- Sender: caz@owlnet.rice.edu (James Ulysses Cazamias)
- Organization: Rice University
- Date: Tue, 17 Nov 1992 00:19:55 GMT
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- Kron's blood drips down his arm and into the pool. The crimson drops rain down
- on the riotous mass of flesh that is Great Mother's body. Where the blood
- strikes, tiny mouths form and swallow it down; others manifest and pipingly
- demand more in the screeching voices of pure insanity.
-
- Kron is unimpressed.
-
- After all, he has seen the intricate workings of Great Mother from the inside.
- Shielded by the domineering presence of his loving but oh-so-determined sister,
- Kron has survived the experience with his sanity, if not intact, at least in
- one piece.
-
- The blood is a message. Kron has speeded it on its way through judicious
- application of sharpened steel, and now keenly awaits an answer. He knows
- that harm to him will catch the attention of one very important facet of
- Great Mother's greater total. He needs that attention to enact a plan of
- sorts -- one that will solve, for once and for all, the dilemma of the
- Lady and the Tiger.....
-
- Kron has seen all of the resources at Cheyenne's disposal. She has become
- a part of a being from an entirely alien place and time -- one of the Elder
- Ones; a holdover from an era whose memory has been mercifully expunged from
- our collective consciousnesses. Her powers on many levels are formidable;
- unconquerable to one of Kron's mortal status. In the other bowl of the
- balance, Kron's assets look slim: he has his armor and weapons; he has a
- portion of Great Mother's attention distracted and diffuse; he has his mind,
- his skills, his determination.....and he has his self. Very important, that.
-
- It's not much, but it will have to do.
-
- Kron has figured out what will have to be done. It's a terrible thing to
- even consider, but the options......never mind.
-
- "CHEYENNE!!!!" Kron bellows.
-
- And she answers...
-
- *****************************************************************************
-
- Cheyenne rises once more from Great Mother's bulk. ...sage and his newly-
- empowered allies represent a menace to her, but Terry is bleeding! Somebody
- else can deal with the other, more trivial affairs.
-
- Her eyes gelatinize as her waist cuts the surface of Mother's bulk. Her
- brother stands on the edge of the pool, his short sword held to the point of
- his neck. Blood streams down his left arm from a shallow knife wound. There
- is a look of determination in his eyes. What could he be planning? [LINK:
- INITIATE MINDGRAB...]
-
- "Stop!" shouts Kron. "Release the grab, or I kill myself! I can do it before
- you get full control! Release it now, dammit!"
-
- [RELEASE MINDGRAB//PROCESS:FORM VOCAL CORDS]
-
- "Terry!" pipes Cheyenne anxiously. "What are you doing?"
-
- "We're renegotiating."
-
- "Dammit -- you're *stalling* again! You know just as well as I do that you
- made the choice of your own free will! You *want* to join me much worse than
- you want death! So quit faking around, or I'll have to...."
-
- "Shaddap! It's not that I don't want to be with you -- it's HOW. I want you,
- not all the rest of it."
-
- "Comes with the package, I'm afraid, Terry. Can't have one without the other."
-
- "Don't care. BEING with them wouldn't be so bad. JOINING with them is
- another matter entirely!"
-
- A low hummock forms itself behind Cheyenne, who wearily sits back on it and
- peers disconsolately at her brother. "Terry, what in the nine hells are you
- talking about?"
-
- "If you promise to hear me out, can I put this sword down?"
-
- Impish grin. "Oh, why not?" Kron lowers the sword and squats down to talk.
-
- "Look, I was inside you, and I saw what you are. I know your capabilities
- and your strengths. In particular, I saw the strange mental power you have
- to separate yourself from others. You can dissociate yourself from the
- others any time you want, right?"
-
- "Terry, it's not that easy. Sure, I can break contacts whenever I want, but
- I can only do so many at a time! And there are SO very many......and they
- are always trying to reestablish the link! I can fend them off well enough
- to take and keep dominance, to allow me free access to any control center
- in the groupmind, but separating myself is quite out of the question."
-
- Kron holds up a finger. "Ah! There's no question that a total and permanent
- separation is impossible. After a few seconds the others would overwhelm you
- with sheer numbers and drag you back into the fold, as it were. But you could
- get yourself -- all of yourself! -- out for just a moment or two."
-
- Cheyenne frowns. "Why?"
-
- Big Grin: "So I can join with you first."
-
- "What?!"
-
- "Look, I don't want to go unless I go with you. Just you. I'll take the
- others if I must, but I don't want them getting their grubby paws on me unless
- you can nurse me through! You understand -- remember the shock you had when
- they sucked you in the first time?"
-
- Cheyenne looks pensive. "I remember...."
-
- Kron gazes earnestly down at her. "Don't make me go through that, Shy. I'd
- rather die than take that, honest I would. Help me."
-
- Cheyenne looks up at him. "You'd go back in with me? Us, together again?"
- Tears choke her eyes and voice.
-
- Kron feels like Judas, but he forces on his best Big Brotherly smile. "You
- betcha, kid. You and me, together again. Just like those Fafhrd and Grey
- Mouser Stories I always told you. Remember?"
-
- Cheyenne smiles. "I remember. I -- I'll try. Okay?"
-
- "Do it."
-
- ******************************************************************************
-
- [ENTER PROCESS CONTROL]
-
- [Sandar Tol] .....Cheyenne?whatdoyouthinkyou'reuptothistime?......
-
- [SEVER LOWER LINKS]
-
- [Sandar Tol] ....HEY!What.....GreatCrucifiedJesus,youcan'tpossibly.....
-
- [SCRAMBLE ADDRESS ALLOCATIONS]
-
- [Sandar Tol] ....No!Oh,SHIIIIIITTTTTT2p8jhav9p83 n5ol8yhfrla38k.vn......
-
- [DISENGAGE]
-
- [LOG OUT]
-
- ****************************************************************************
-
- Great Mother's surface erupts into a vortex of chaos. Where once ordered
- insanity ruled, anarchy takes over.
-
- The pool leaps and heaves in terrific spasms. Great prominences of flesh
- and foetor arc across the room to crash against the cracked stone walls.
- Greenish, reeking mists spring up from the thrashing roil and threaten to
- choke the unfortunate bystanders. Limbs, heads, tentacles, phalluses,
- gobbets of slime, and less identifiable shapes rear themselves forth and
- crash again on the all-engulfing tide of putrescence. A jumbled howl fills
- the air, causing all humans to clutch their ears in pain.
-
- That's what you get when you reboot an Elder God.
-
- ****************************************************************************
-
- Kron stands impassively by the fury of Great Mother's disorderly body. His
- mind is wracked with hundreds of conflicting emotions, but he cannot let any
- of them show. To do so would scuttle The Plan. Instead, he looks for his
- sister.
-
- There she is! From the tumbling, fleshy froth, strands of order weave
- themselves and snake onto the ledge at the bath's edge. They twist and kink
- and writhe about each other like mating serpents, and swiftly knit themselves
- into a shape. It is the shape of a girl wearing green dress and a single
- silver earring.
-
- Cheyenne.
-
- She opens her eyes and heaves a great breath. Terry has not moved from where
- he stood moments ago, and he regards her without emotion. Cheyenne, however,
- is overflowing with joy:
-
- "Terry! Oh Terry! I'm me again! Oh, it's so good to see you! Really SEE
- you! Hahaha..." She flings her arms around his neck and gives him a huge
- hug. She does not seem to notice that he does not respond in kind.
-
- After a moment, she steps back. "Oh, Terry, we're going to be together again.
- For ever and ever, this time."
-
- "For ever and ever," Kron echoes hollowly.
-
- "We'll have so much fun, and we'll never be lonely again!"
-
- "Never lonely..." echoes Kron, his face as blank as an empty slate.
-
- Cheyenne looks at herself with real eyes: the eyes she was born with. "Terry,
- I haven't aged a day! Heeheehee.....It's nice to be me for once."
-
- "You for once." The voice is dead as the light in his eyes.
-
- "Too bad it's only for a while, though." She looks wistfully back at GM's
- body, already beginning to calm down and reintegrate.
-
- Kron slowly shakes his head. "No. For ever and ever and ever."
-
- With the speed and strength of the truly desperate, Kron reverses his short
- sword and drives it will all his might through the skull of his one and only
- sister.
-
- There is a moment of pure silence.
-
- Then there is no silence.
-
- ******************************************************************************
-
- Somewhere, friends, there is a place where the best things in life are free.
- There is a land where dreams do come true. There is another world where
- the just triumph, and the virtuous get their just desserts, and love is a
- force that can cast down the highest walls.
-
- Ha.
-
- Welcome to Generica.
-
- --
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