Seborg's Hall of Reckoning

[Sebias of Redwall]

*A swarm of cyborg enter the Hall, carrying a large object with them*

*Seborg twitches* Bring it to the doctor.

[shisteer of nothing much]

What is it, Father?

[Kade Rivok]

*the controls, being largely made of a strong plastic and various wiring, have melted into solid lumps. The entire room is, quite frankly, a mess*

(Why?  I didn't use fire or heat or anything >_>)

*Takes out a wired xbox one controller and plugs it into a usable USB socket on the main console.*  Teer, stop being a bum and get over here.

[Sebias of Redwall]

What is it, Father?

*Seborg slides his paw along the object* It will help fulfill my- ... our purpose. Our duty is a hard and cold one. I have and will make many sacrifices, but it is comforting that I'm not alone anymore.

[shisteer of nothing much]

*the controls, being largely made of a strong plastic and various wiring, have melted into solid lumps. The entire room is, quite frankly, a mess*

(Why?  I didn't use fire or heat or anything >_>)

*Takes out a wired xbox one controller and plugs it into a usable USB socket on the main console.*  Teer, stop being a bum and get over here.

(The molten metal would have been hot when it was first poured in here)

*comes into control room and sighs* Bit of a mess. What do you need me for?

What is it, Father?

*Seborg slides his paw along the object* It will help fulfill my- ... our purpose. Our duty is a hard and cold one. I have and will make many sacrifices, but it is comforting that I'm not alone anymore.

Oh. *twitches as pain shoots through body, but stoically stays upright*

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Seborg turns back to Teerborg* Alright then. I sense... pain. Come. *Brings Teerborg to the lab. Nods head at Doctor Cyrius.* She still feels pain. Something must be wrong.

[Scott McLamok]

(PAIN! YOU MAKE ME A YOU MAKE ME A BELIEVER! BELIEVER!)

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

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Edit: Nevermind. That didn't work.

[lass of something much]

(PAIN! YOU MAKE ME A YOU MAKE ME A BELIEVER! BELIEVER!)

(I thought it was made...Pain! You break me down you build me up, believer! Believer!)

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

It could be either.

[Sebias of Redwall]

(OOC: lol)

*Doctor Cyrius takes Teerborg to his lab*

[Captain Wortshire]

*A large pounding is heard outside, then Gigasher bursts into the Hall with a roar*

*Macabre floats into the middle of the hall.*

G̷̼̈́r̵̰̚ḙ̸͑é̶ͅt̴̡́i̷̝͑n̴͘ͅg̵̲̈́s̵̡̀.̷̼͒.̴̙̈.̵̙̽ ̴̥̌I̷̭̓ ̵͍͒b̵̿ͅḛ̵̕ļ̵̀į̶͘e̴̘̅v̶̻̅ė̶̠ ̸̲̈ý̵̜o̴̞͋ǔ̶̥ ̵̗̉h̴̦̿a̷̤̔v̸̖͘ḛ̷̐ ̷̝͝s̴̥̅ō̵͔m̸̢͘ę̶̽t̸͔́h̷̲͑ǐ̸̺n̴̨̛g̷̞͐ ̶̧̂t̵̡͊h̵̯͝a̴̪̒ṯ̶͂ ̴̳̄b̸̬̋ê̸̜l̵̬̋o̶͔̊ñ̸̬g̷̩͒s̸̩͋ ̵̹͐t̴̺͊o̶̫͊ ̸̱̈́m̸̯͋e̴̠͑.̴̯͗.̷̖̎.̶̝̎

*Gigasher growls...*

[Sebias of Redwall]

(OOC: Not to smack anyone with the law book, but my courthouse instincts are kicking in, lol)

A grim mountain looms over the surrounding land, deep in the jungles of an unknown place. Though none could see it, a  great fortress, deep underground, was hidden beneath their footpaws (That is, if there were anybeast around to begin with. This land was bare of al signs of life). This was the headquarters of the Peace-Makers - a group dedicated to spreading order and control, and wiping out those who apposed. It was impregnable to magic and any other sorts of sorcery. None could pass into it unless they had permission from the Ruler of the Ordered Ones: Seborg.

[Verdauga]

{See, the thing is, when you make sone super poweful thing, people are going to ignore it's rules unless you set up a sort of Cellars RP}

[Sebias of Redwall]

(OOC: That's... honestly what both of the Seborg threads are supposed to be, lol. I just have a hard time explaining that, methinks.)