11-27-2006, 10:58 AM
"Good lord, are you made of metal?!" The clock digimon said as Ezekiel got up off him.
"Half of me." Ezekiel said. "Explain to me why this particular situation is happening? Why in the name of the Omnissiah should I care about this place, if these people are stupid enough to let Chaos in then they have no right to continue living."
"You just don't get it do you?" The clock digimon said. "This world doesn't abide by the rules of your home time and space! Chaos as you know it doesn't exist here! And these people do have a right to continue living, and you, sir have to preserve that right!"
"Why?" Ezekiel said. "For what reason am I obligated to protect these heretics and Xenos?!"
"It is the reason you are here! You may not care about the lives here but at least you should care about your own!" The clock digimon shouted before calming himself down. "Come with me, if you want to destroy that girl then I'll show you how. I'm sure you're interested in that."
Rolling his eyes, Ezekiel followed the walking clock into the clockwork building, where he was pointed to an ornate pillar in the center.
The walking clock would then explain, "This structure was built to house the very power of order itself, made only to respond to the prayer of he who was destined to recieve that power. Now, I know time really doesn't exist as we used to know it anymore, but I hope fate hasn't been screwed up as a result. Now, utter a prayer, any prayer, hopefully from your heart to activate the pillar and unlock your destiny."
Giving a heavy sigh, Ezekiel thought for a brief moment, and then thought of his favorite prayer, one of the catachisms of the autoculus of Mars,
"Toll the great bell once, pull the lever forward to engage the piston and the pump. Toll the great bell twice, with push of button fire the engine and spark the turbine into life. Toll the great bell thrice, sing praise to the god of all machines!"
Upon completion of the prayer, the great pillar sprung into life with gears turning and all. The device in Ezekiel's pocket started beeping wildly, pulling it out, he looked at it quizzically. One of the buttons was flashing, upon pressing it, he saw what looked like some sort of download, and a bright light. Little did he know, but a great transformation was taking place.
"Okay! Times up!" Twilightmon said as she stood and began her wholesale destruction of the town. Only to be stopped by the presence of something stepping out of the clockwork building.
It looked like a knight in red, gothic armor, with no part of the body to be seen underneath. Attached to his back was an ammo box, with belts feeding heavy machine guns attached to the underside of each forearm. The ammo box also functioned as a sort of power source for the jet turbines attached to either side. For Ezekiel, this new form felt right, despite seeming wrong. Looking forward at Twilightmon, he decided that he would debate this later, he had heretics to purge.
"Half of me." Ezekiel said. "Explain to me why this particular situation is happening? Why in the name of the Omnissiah should I care about this place, if these people are stupid enough to let Chaos in then they have no right to continue living."
"You just don't get it do you?" The clock digimon said. "This world doesn't abide by the rules of your home time and space! Chaos as you know it doesn't exist here! And these people do have a right to continue living, and you, sir have to preserve that right!"
"Why?" Ezekiel said. "For what reason am I obligated to protect these heretics and Xenos?!"
"It is the reason you are here! You may not care about the lives here but at least you should care about your own!" The clock digimon shouted before calming himself down. "Come with me, if you want to destroy that girl then I'll show you how. I'm sure you're interested in that."
Rolling his eyes, Ezekiel followed the walking clock into the clockwork building, where he was pointed to an ornate pillar in the center.
The walking clock would then explain, "This structure was built to house the very power of order itself, made only to respond to the prayer of he who was destined to recieve that power. Now, I know time really doesn't exist as we used to know it anymore, but I hope fate hasn't been screwed up as a result. Now, utter a prayer, any prayer, hopefully from your heart to activate the pillar and unlock your destiny."
Giving a heavy sigh, Ezekiel thought for a brief moment, and then thought of his favorite prayer, one of the catachisms of the autoculus of Mars,
"Toll the great bell once, pull the lever forward to engage the piston and the pump. Toll the great bell twice, with push of button fire the engine and spark the turbine into life. Toll the great bell thrice, sing praise to the god of all machines!"
Upon completion of the prayer, the great pillar sprung into life with gears turning and all. The device in Ezekiel's pocket started beeping wildly, pulling it out, he looked at it quizzically. One of the buttons was flashing, upon pressing it, he saw what looked like some sort of download, and a bright light. Little did he know, but a great transformation was taking place.
"Okay! Times up!" Twilightmon said as she stood and began her wholesale destruction of the town. Only to be stopped by the presence of something stepping out of the clockwork building.
It looked like a knight in red, gothic armor, with no part of the body to be seen underneath. Attached to his back was an ammo box, with belts feeding heavy machine guns attached to the underside of each forearm. The ammo box also functioned as a sort of power source for the jet turbines attached to either side. For Ezekiel, this new form felt right, despite seeming wrong. Looking forward at Twilightmon, he decided that he would debate this later, he had heretics to purge.