Private Eastern Brisshal Enter: Final Omega Redux...!

[Omega Redux]

"BEHOLD! Ultimate power!" A quite small girl called out as she finger-gunned a bear and, upon the pang emotion, let out a lightning strike that fried one or two organs of the poor creature. Of course, the monstrosity was enraged, but ultimately no match for the Magia known as Omega Redux.

"Mhmhmhm~ Kill a bear, fry a wolf, mob the forest for flames to engulf. Level up, raise your stats, and make sure to max and min it out. So one day I can, too, debut. For a Final Boss I am still too weak. But I kill a wolf, or ten a hundred, and one day every player will be hunted!~" Humming something that maybe resembled a song but was by any professional judgement just horrible, Omega continued to stroll through the forest, doing an activity that was generally referred to in gaming as 'grinding'.

That, of course, also included going more efficient about it. Health was a resource, after all, and as Omega Redux continued to increase the workload of monsters to kill it came to no surprise that she quickly- "AAAAAHHHHHH!" Was chased by a school of angry bears. "Tactical retreat!" She called out. "Just you wait until you run into my soon-to-be-prepared-trap-zone! And slash or I regained my energythings!" She yelled behind her, not even daring to look back as. After all, Omega had already made experienced that one part about Terrasphere that was too realistic was the simulation of pain. Even with pain dampeners on.

Eventually, paying no attention to the various meters she could get on her hud, Omega came to an abrupt stop. Her face planted right into the soft forest dirt below her as she pretty much dropped like a tin-can. "Oofff...." Quickly (or rather, slowly) curling herself into a small ball as some form of last defence. She was preparing for the worst, shivering.

...
...
...

Not quite yet realizing that the bears had already given up the chase. And neither realizing that she was also pretty much out of battery!

@Tristaria

 

[Tristaria]

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Pssssst. Tris! Tris! Hey Tris! Tristariaaaa!

What?

What're we doing in this forest again…?

I already told you: we're stopping to recharge near one of the giant magic rocks. How much memory does your AI even have allocated…?

I'm not sure exactly what you just asked me, but I will definitely, absolutely, be sure to remember this time!

Uh huh…

Tristaria's perky summon vanished as she spread her wings and took to the skies again with a powerful blast of air beneath her. It hadn't been all that long since she'd been a newbie herself, but she'd grown, and quite fast. Where it'd once taken forever to navigate this place by foot, her jetpack and wingsuit made it effortless… and beautiful! Occasionally, she'd land, shoot back up, then glide as long as she could.

However, a commotion shaking the trees up ahead caught her attention. "Hmm…" she pondered it a moment, before dipping further down to investigate. A flock of bears, chasing… was that another magia? An adorable one too, from the looks of it! From the way she was dressed, Tris guessed she was a newbie, and to her relief, the new magia seemed to give the bears the slip. Nice.

Tris was about to move on, satisfied that she was okay, but noticed her collapse out of the corner of her eye. "…!?" After some hesitation, Tris landed nearby, her summon appearing shortly after.

Tris! Tris! Hey Tris! Why are we in this forest again?

Hilarious. I think something's wrong with this girl. Check her.

Girl? Ooohhh!

Una stepped up to inspect Omega briefly, then wrapped her up in a tight hug.

What's wrong is she's too adorable! Can we keep her!?

Let me look.

The perky helicopter girl stepped aside and was quickly replaced with Tris, staring right in Omega's face. After a moment, Tris held up her hand, making the familiar gesture any long-term player would recognize as the palm menu prompt…

Do this and tell me how full all those "need bubbles" are. Are any of them empty?

@Omega Redux

 

[Omega Redux]

Instead of gnarly bear jaws and powerful bear paws, Omega found her small ball form being broken up by a weirdo that didn't know a single thing about comfort zones and privacy. Not like Omega knew much about that either.

Nonetheless, the girl quickly came back to her senses. Of course, the bears must have given up the chase and instead, another player (or two) had found her! Found her... covering in fear and...

"Unhand me this instance, fiend!" She demanded, though her body did seem quite reluctant to actually listen. Was this VR shenanigan bugged?! Luckily for Omega, however, the chattier of the two strangers un-hugged her. Making Omega fall to the ground.

Such a shameful display, really.

"I AM..." Omega wanted to introduce herself, make an impact. An impression. Quickly fix her broken introduction, yet, her body still didn't want to go the way she wanted to! And body language was just as important! Instead, she got up from the ground again albeit veeeeerrrryyyyy slowly.

Need bubbles? Oh right, this unnecessary and lame feature or something! There were a bunch of them. Seemingly low? Red blinking? "Empty." Yes. That was the word that Omega, who was for this particular exchange a bit lost for words, was looking for.

"IT'S ALL EMPTY! GONE! NICHTS! LEER! Verschwunden. Is this how the mega-awesome-super-journey of Omega Redux is going to end?" She asked, more herself than Tristaria?

@Tristaria

 

[Tristaria]

Tris stared with her usual, disinterested look as the young magia started flipping out. This "Omega Redux" earned herself a good, solid chop on the head.

Calm down. You’ll be fine. We’ll start with the energy, otherwise you’ll eat too slow. Una, carry her; I can’t be bothered.

Ehehe~! Yes, Summoner Tristaria!

Una seemed more than happy to wrap her arms around the magia once again, carrying her along after Tris. Even if she struggled, given Omega’s lack of energy, Una was more than capable of holding her still.

There’s magic rocks around here called power stones that can recharge magia. You’ll have to find mana sources now and then to recharge before that meter falls to the bottom, especially if you overdo it with the skills.

Tris turned to face the stranger, only to facepalm as she noticed Una was half snuggling the magia like a teddy bear as she carried her along.

Would you treat her with some dignity, Una…?

Hm? What do you mean…?

… Never mind. We’re almost there. Just try to ignore my touchy friend here.

@Omega Redux

 

[Omega Redux]

"Ouch! Grr... hey, do you even know who you're de-h-heeeyyyy!" Being treated like half a ragdoll, Omega tried her best to flail and defend herself against all this abuse from both Tristaria and Una.

"You're quite the grabby one, aren't you!?" Seemingly resigning to her fate, Omega cleared her throat and continued. "Do you even know who you're dealing with?! Because it doesn't seem like you do! Else you wouldn't treat me like your personal stuffed toy, you know!" She'd now shake her head if she could.

"Though I suppose a stuffed toy of me, and me alone, would sell very well! And first I'd charge a super high price AND place a bomb to detonate in there! Or maybe it'll just tank the economy and if I hoard all of the muns, it means I'll have all the power and..." Omega stopped.

"Ahem. Tell me, my faithful flight attendant, when do we reach this magical rock you spoke of?" If Omega pretended that Una was just a big fluffy - albeit also metallic - chair, it wasn't too bad.

@Tristaria

 

[Tristaria]

Una ignored the protests, though in some ways they only cause her to hug tighter. Tris, meanwhile, was slowly losing patience as the young magia kept speaking. Yeesh.

Flight attendant?

(Tris stopped walking for a moment.)

Hm… well, if you don’t want to be carried… Una, go ahead and drop her.

… Do I haaave to?

Drop, Una. Drop.

Sighing, Una let go, leaving Omega more-or-less frozen in place. She offered one last headpat, then circled around to join her summoner. Tris pointed off toward a clearing that was barely visible through the thick trees that surrounded it.

It’s a short walk this way. At your speed, it’ll probably take you only about 24 hours, if you’re quick about it. Good luck.

Tris didn’t appear awfully smug, but she felt it inside as she eeeever so slowly began to wander off toward the rock. Una quickly glanced between the two, but ultimately had to follow alongside her summoner.

@Omega Redux

 

[Omega Redux]

"Aaahhh!" Omega called out for a moment as she suddenly got dropped.
"Are you crazy?" She complained, glaring daggers if her head could follow Tristaria properly.

"I will remember this." She warned them. "And once I, Omega Redux, have become the most Final of all Final Bosses you'd wish to be on my side! The cool side."

Unbelievable! Wasn't it? First she rescued her and now she just... she just... did that!

A part of Omega did consider asking Tristaria to help her with the rest. In fact, she was sure if she could have moved normally, Omega would have made an entirely different impression. Up until now she even pretty much avoided using her name for a more proper introduction. Alas, it was only bringing her so far.

Of course, an even bigger part was too prideful to ask. And while Omega actually didn't really care about this so called pride of hers, the way the Magia treated her was simply... not nice.

Thus, Omega Redux did what Tristaria had told her to: Give it her best to reach the magic juice stone.

@Tristaria

 

[Tristaria]

140 / 160

Tris rolled her eyes.

So dramatic. And if anyone's going to destroy Terrasphere, it's going to be me. Come on, Una. We still need to recharge, ourselves.

(Whispers) Bye, cute lil' final boss~!

Stealing one last hug, Una ran off after Tris. The two didn't even take 5 minutes to reach the power stone, and Tris was quick to take a seat beside it, face suddenly filled with a faint bliss.

EnergySource powerStone = new EnergySource(power=120);
double distance = distance(tristaria, powerStone);

if (distance <= 10) {
    tristaria.regainEnergy(powerStone.power);
    tristaria.applyComfort(10 - distance);
}

Summoner Tristaria! Are we really going to leave her there...?

Yep.

Tris looked about as disinterested as a sunbather at the beach, fully engaged with soaking in the magical energy.

But she said she was hungry... and thirsty! What if she starves!?

We call that a learning experience in humility. Besides, no one should be playing this game anyway. Hopefully, she'll get bored and log out.

Uhm...?

Una appeared confused at these strange words like "Game" and "Log out," but wasn't prepared to question it. Instead, she simply sighed and winked out of existence to save Tris the energy.

Meanwhile...

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General Barry marched forward relentlessly. His company of bears had long since given up hope of finding the young transgressor who'd so rudely intruded on their bear nest, but Barry would not! His pride had been assaulted, tarnished, and spat upon but that loudmouthed machine, and he would regain his honor or die trying.

The search truly seemed hopeless, however. His hope had rested on the machine girl's loud mouth giving her away, yet it seemed she'd simply run too far. Even so, General Barry was a proud bear. He wouldn't stop until every last inch of this forest was accounted for, and the transgressor either gone or laid bear beneath his bloodied paws.

And oh was lady luck on his side tonight!

Barry strode forward, noticing immediately something was wrong with the machine. He could smell it: the same vitality and energy shown before had since ebbed away. Now, there was only a helpless transgressor, ripe for revenge.

Barry circled several times, menacingly. If the machine had only spoken bear grunts, she might have properly appreciated his deep and powerful soliloquy, but alas, it would remain for him and him alone.

Finally, he released a deep and powerful roar, rising on hind legs to bear down and tear the machine apart.

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Tris heard the roar and opened one eye toward the source. Of course, it had to be coming from there. She sighed.

As the bear was about to slam down on Omega, Tris suddenly burst through the trees like a bolt of lightning, slamming directly into the bear. The two lit up in a display of blue sparks, until the bear dropped dead moments later.

Rolls

Reckless Attack
2d100 (96 + 17) + 5 + 0 = 118
118 damage
Gain the Vulnerable state
Aeromancy | Tristaria | 437C1

Insta-kills Bear (2 LP | 20 DC | 10 Retal)

Come on...

Not waiting for permission, Tris grabbed Omega's hand and began to literally drag her across the forest floor. A few moments later, she dropped her in front of the giant obelisk known as the power gem, before going back to her own resting position beside her.

Play Sheet

@Omega Redux

 

[Omega Redux]

Of course.

It had to happen.

It had been on the back of Omega's mind, a bearly possible possibility. Though she had been hoped herself to be luckier than this. Just wishful thinking.

"Ach scheiße." She cursed under heavy breath, maybe hoping that the bear just would walk past her. Alas, no such luck. Which simply meant, a different course of action. "COME AT ME!" Big words now instead, for the little Magia that was shaking with all her body. "By my honour as the Final Boss, I promise you I shall end all of bearki-"

WOOOOOOOOOOSH

Omega blinked for just a moment and missed it. Where once was the bear who was about to flatten her, stood now Tristaria. Blinking a few times from the ground up as Omega did the only thing she could have done: Let gravity do its work and flop to the ground like a dead fish.

"Than-aaaaahhhhh!" What was it today and people treating her like an inanimate object?! This was Magia racism! "Owh-owh-owh- AUA! Rock." As the dragging through the forest ground finally passed, and Tristaria dropped her right next to the less hurtful magic rock, Omega finally had a moment of rest.

And what a rest it was.

Slowly, but surely, one of her empty bars was filling up again.

2%
3%
4%
...

But this was all she needed. It was just like health! Where only 0 and being above 0 mattered!

"Ha...." Finally, Omega Redux stood up. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Her evil laughter had something of a German villain vibe. "AHAHAHA!" Clearly, Tristaria was likely regretting ever helping her in the first place.

"Now that I am ALIVE, I shall introduce myself more proper." Omega made a pose. "I am the beginning and the end, the Alpha and Omega. Inevitable. Inescapable! Unavoidable!... Unpreventable. Un...doable! The bringer of destruction. The herald of a new age!" The Omega Age. "I. AM."

Grooooooooooooowwwwwwwwlllllllll

Right, the hunger meter was a thing too. Just play it cool...

"OMEGA REDUX! The ULTIMATE Weapon! SOON-TO-BE Final Boss of Terrasphere!" By now her pose had changed from embarrassing to giving even Tristaria second-hand embarrassment. Though it could probably be considered cute how Omega was clearly enjoying herself?

Pointing at Tristaria, she now asked. "And you are!?" Of course, she had already heard her name before, but introductions were important!

 

[Tristaria]

Tris slowly opened her one eye again as Omega began speaking once more (not that she’d ever stopped, really). Some part of her wished the bears would return and chase her off again. She sure was loud, especially during what was basically the equivalent of magia naptime. Honestly, no appreciation for the comfort of the magic rock…

Then a certain growling noise caught her attention. Tris raised an eyebrow. Riiiight, she had said they were all empty, didn’t she. Yeesh, just how far did she overdo it…?

Comfy.

Tris answered Omega’s question. Then again, knowing this girl, she might take that literally. Tris sighed, then sat up to answer the question for real.

I’m Tristaria, or just ‘Tris’, and the ditsy summon is Una. Jet plane and helicopter, respectively… if it isn’t obvious.

Opening her inventory, Tristaria summoned a large bag of animal feed by her side, grabbing it and dragging it forward on the ground towards Omega. She gestured to it with a nod.

Help yourself.

If the large bag of flavorless grain wasn’t enough, the giant horse icon on the side made plane what Tris was offering her. Even so, Tris was happy to practice what she preached, and absentmindedly reached her hand in, shoving the bland food in her mouth as she continued to enjoy the magic aura of the rock.


@Omega Redux

 

[Omega Redux]

"Nice to meet you, Comfy."

Her name was not comfy, but the jet plane quickly corrected herself.

"Nice to meet you, Tristaria! And thank you for helping me out there. You'll make for a powerful vassal indeed!" She seemed quite content, before moving closer, her eyes slightly sparkling as Tristaria talked about planes and helicopters.

Ignoring the 'food' for a moment, she instead snatched Tristaria's flight attendant hat. Putting in on top of her own hat. "Ehehehehe." Clearing her throat and speaking in a monotone voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I..." What did flight attendants even say? Omega really hadn't flown much before. "the Captain, Omega Redux, has turned on the shiny sign! This means buckling up, cuz we gonna go high-high up the sky to rain DESTRUCTION upon our ENEMIES! Or ZERSTÖRUNG, as they tend to say. Make sure to stash your luggage safely away, as there are bound to be turbulences as we do some majestic dive-bombing upon the PUNY humans and other inferior races! This will be your first and final Omega warning. More news at six."

With that act done and having been given apt monologue time. Omega placed Tristaria's hat back where it belonged. "That's so cool! I'm a human-made super weapon gone rogue, by the way." Yup. Maybe. ... She could always retcon it later.

"And together, we shall take revenge upon those who suppressed us! You know so-called dive bombs are notorious!? Omega is gonna teach you dive-bombing. Yes!" Not even waiting for an answer, Omega now finally eyed the food.

"That's bear feed! The enemies." She stated.

@Tristaria

 

[Tristaria]

I would be closer to a "vessel" actually.

Tris felt her hat be snatched away as she so carelessly lounged there in the middle of the forest. Passively, she sat up and gave the new magia a raised eyebrow, asking the obvious question. She wasn’t entirely sure if the girl was mocking her, or just playing around. It had the general form of mockery, but typically with mockery you pretended to be the person you wished to mock.

This was just a dork.

She got her hat back.

"Dive-bombing those who suppressed us…?" I’m a passenger plane, not a stealth bomber.

Yeesh. These role-players got really intense sometimes. Hopefully, she wasn’t actually going to take it so far that she started killing other players. That would obviously be a serious problem, given the UI-lock…

So "devour your opponent’s source of power to grow stronger" or whatever, I don’t care: just eat the food. Magia can eat almost anything and you clearly need it.

@Omega Redux

 

[Omega Redux]

"Anything!?" Omega asked her half in shock. "Does that.... does that mean Omega can feast upon the flesh of her enemies!?" Before starting, without further ado, to eat some of the animal feed.

Bland.
Very bland.

But Omega didn't play this game for the sake of a culinary adventure. "Passenger plane you say!?" She repeated Tristaria's word in between some noms as her hunger bar, now too, filled up again. "That's okay! Omega will retrofit you into a Terror of the Sky. No stealth. Only destruction! And rescue operations! Omega is sure you'll like it once you got a taste. It'll taste better than this animal food, for sure!" She gave Tristaria a content nod.

"As for Omega, she'll have ALL of the weapons, firing at once! Because Omega can never have enough guns." Before pointing to the sky. "And don't forget the obligatory attack satellite!" Clearly no respectfor the setting of the game. "Do we Magia have a, uh..." She stopped for a moment, thinking. "Digital list to keep in touch!? You see, if you are a follower of Omega Redux, you have lots of freedom! All the fun, without the obligations! Maybe."

@Tristaria

 

[Tristaria]

I would rather you didn’t, but yes, I guess you could feast on the flesh of your enemies.

Who even thought of things like that!? That was disturbing as heck! Though, to be fair, she supposed that was kinda was meat was on a fundamental level, minus the enemies bit.

Were goblin hamburgers tasty? Questions for later.

Uh huh… and what would I be rescuing exactly? The stuff that I destroyed in the first place?

Clearly, Tris wasn’t too big on becoming the whole "destroy everything" sort of magia. And yet, given how dorky this person was, she wasn’t honestly that concerned with taking Omega’s threats seriously either. Heck, she was now asking basic questions about what Tris could only assume to be the Contacts menu.

Yes, there’s a friend list and everything. Open the menu and press the little person icon.

Tris did so herself and, with great hesitation, send Omega Redux a friend request. She was bound to regret this later. Even so, it was best to keep an eye on this girl, she figured; keep her out of trouble.

@Omega Redux

 

[Omega Redux]

"Henchmen in need, obviously!" Omega Redux answered Tristaria's question about what to rescue, exactly. "Omega is going to get a lot of loyal underlings! Don't you know that every final boss needs at least a whole lair full of pre-final bosses!? You're now one of us!" She gave her an affirmative nod at the same time as she got around the whole menu stuff, accepting Tristaria's friend request and smiling quite happily.

"Sooooooo how does Omega find such magic rocks? Can't Omega just carry one with her?" She asked, kicking it before trying to bite it. Much to her dismay. 'Almost anything', right. "Like... like an energy core that is also an obvious weak point to give the pathetic heroes a sliver of a fighting chance, yes!" Shaking her head.

"Although, if they're going on about justice and friendship and rescuing the world Omega would probably just fall asleep! Or do the thingy Omega always wanted to do: Give'em no time to monologue! But that wouldn't be really final boss like, would it?" Touche?

 

[Tristaria]

Henchmen in need...?

Tris echoed the answer with a questionable look. Yep, this girl was absolutely not to be taken seriously at all. That was relieving, actually. Someday, perhaps, she might have to deal with legitimate murderers entering this game. This was just a quirky role-player.

Even so, Omega did bring up a pretty good point. Magia really were pretty helpless once they ran out of energy. One might be able to say the same for any race, but magia especially so, given how they pretty much became bricks the moment that bar emptied.

Rescue... Hm...

Tris pretty much ignored the comment about 'pre-final-bosses.' More nonsense. Speaking of nonsense, she also tried to eat the rock. In the real world, Cadence might've laughed at that. The sheet gall of trying to eat a magic rock... actually not a bad thought. At the very least, Tris didn't have to suffer that same embarrassment.

There's plenty of magic stuff around if you look. I like to harvest some and keep it in little cans for emergencies.

Once again, Omega went off on some weird tangent about "Final boss etiquette" which was... not lost on her exactly, but not terribly relevant either.

Typically, the final bosses are the ones that do the long monologues, aren't they?

She shrugged. That was about as much as she cared to engage with this young magia's fantasies. Not wanting to keep up the conversation, she summoned Una to deal with it for her.

Summoner Tristaria, why are we in this forest a-

If you ask that one more time, I'm keeping you unsummoned for a week.

Ahem. Cute lil' final boss! She retuuurns~

She went in for the hug attack once again!

@Omega Redux

 

[Omega Redux]

"So, yes! Magical C- It's you again!" As Tristaria summoned the loathsome Una, Omega took instinctively one step back. "Why ARE you so touchy!? Omega's neither cute nor little! She is the most badass Final Boss in all of Terrasphere!" She complained, barely dodging Una's first assault.

Omega realized that the Summon was quick and likely stronger than her for the time being. "Omega will let you serve her. But no touch!" Once again, Una tried her luck, and this time came a lot closer, it was sheer luck that Omega stumbled over a rock on the ground. Landing on the ground.

Realizing the dangerous situation she was in, the small Final Boss didn't waste another second to quickly get up again and.... run. "OMEGA WILL SEE YOU AGAIN, THANKS AGAIN FOR YOUR LOYAL SERVICE!" She called behind her, aware she could fill the rest up of her need meters later. Right now, after all, there was a way more powerful opponent than bears that she had to tactical retreat from: Una.

@Tristaria

 

[Tristaria]

Tris watched as the exchange went on, cracking the ever-so-slight, faintest grin in the world. Omega was kind of annoying, and watching her flounder around because of her dorky summon was just plain entertaining.

Wha! No touch!? Summoner Tristaria, can I touch?

Go for It.

Ehee~

And that was that. Clearly, Una answered only to one master, as was appropriate for a summon to do. With Tristaria’s permission, she felt absolutely entitled to snuggle Omega all she wanted, and Tris found it endlessly amusing the ‘final boss’ was so disarmed by such a dorky person.

…then she was gone, just like that.

Bye lil’ final boss! I hope we see each other again soon~!

Well what do you know, I finally found a great use for you.

…?

Never mind, just unsummon again. For a passive companion, you eat up energy like crazy.

Aww, okay. Bye, Summoner Tristaria!

And with that, Tris was left to rest by her rock.

@Omega Redux