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Date Posted: 14:14:54 11/10/02 Sun
Author: The DimenScion
Subject: The Beginning of the End
In reply to: Dichotomy 's message, ""Surely something interesting was to come from two pairs of personalities duking it out"" on 19:42:09 11/04/02 Mon

Sidekick?

We're the Grigoris!

A blue blur was the only thing visible in the split-second it took for the DimenScion to reach Dichtomy, ready to introduce his (their?) fist to the lad's face.

Wait. We're his sidekick only in a reality that hasn't happened. I want to see just how warped his view of the SPUniverse is....

You would.

The blue cloud faded as the DimenScion became transparent, literally stepping into Dichtomy. He (they?) was (were?) about to risk it all by entering a world that shouldn't have existed....

The red pill.

The Hall of Heroes.

There stood countless warriors from past, present, future, and unknown realities. They were celebrating the end of a long purge of the SPUniverse. Their world was finally free of evil. In the center stood Walter Patterson, quieting the crowd as he readied a speech.

"My friends, the war is over. We've finally succeeded in ridding the SPUniverse of evil." He said, followed by much cheering. He tapped a button on a nearby holokiosk, bringing up an image of Castle BoGo�. It was crushed.

"TMII BoGo� has been contained," he continued, holding up a disk. The Transmetal Terror's data stream trick had worked against him. "And the UB2K were killed before coming out of Ice Comp."

The crowd praised Icevein's help in pinpointing the right time and place to stop the return before it started.

"Idola and the Wrak have been banished to their own realm, and Apostle assures us they have no chance of returning."

The albino, white-eyed Spaceman simply smiled as applause came his way.

"LEGOPit's been eliminated entirely, save for our captive." The image switched to Basil, without his LEGO enhancements. He lay shackled, legless, and defeated.

"The Vehicon Technocracy was shut down, thanks to Orbital's recovered memory." Walter said, prompting more applause.

"What about the Swarm?" Someone asked.

"Oh, that didn't really go anywhere in the first place." Walter replied. "The remaining renegades and pirates have been jailed.

It's over."

The entire crowd erupted into cheers. Walter was on top of the world.

No trouble here. You've got to admit, he's quite the hero.

I'm still not his sidekick.

Fair enough. Moving on....

The blue pill.

Starbase Rugby was the first to go.

The once thriving spacestation was now cold and silent, save for the echoing noise made by Tankup. Locked away, never to be released.

Below lay Manar, barren and burnt. The entire planet had been immolated in a firey rage of Idola's. But it didn't stop there.

Nearly every corner of the SPUniverse had fallen. Cybertron. Omicron. LEGOCore. Even LEGOtopia was tainted; the LEGOtopians had been slain by an unstoppable force.

W@lter and his sinister army had conquered everything. No one dared resist him. No one dared resist his superior. No one dared resist the "Authority."

There was only one power in the SPUniverse.

And that...was Gryff.

We can't let this happen.

Not much will change if he gets back.

I think we're done.

The DimenScion stepped back, regaining his (their?) form. The channeling dreadlocks lit up as he (they?) prepared for all-out war. With a burst of energy, the DimenScion rocketed toward Sohn of Belial.

The beginning of the end.

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