Meh, Loki doesn’t need to change his ways, he can still help out while being a scheming trickster bastard.
So very true.
But of course Galloway is going to trick the trickster rather than let the trickster trick him. It’ll be fun.
Of course. d always has a plan.
Yeah, but isn’t the plan usually to do random stuff until something happens? Seriously?
I would just like to say that I am awesome. I have a communicator. COMMUNICATOR! I’m in a guild too. GUILD!
Seriously though, this was an awesome chapter. I feel really bad for poor li’l rio, though. Okay, maybe I was laughing the whole time, but, laughing in a, you know, sympathetic way.
Maybe Loki just tricked everyone into thinking he’s a trickster when he’s actually really honest. That would create a big logic loop. It would make heads go pop(!)…
I hate you so much now.
… Ditto.
:hahaha; That was good.
“My Love”…?
I dunno, but I’d just love to use this line sometime: “I don’t know about you, Loki, but to most people being in love with a mindless zombie generally qualifies you as one fucked up cookie.”
Yeah, that sorta matches the idea…a lot.
Can I torture Rio to?!!!?
Shut. It. Now.
Do you guys hate me for the logic loop, or the random out-burst of communicator love? Or both?
Say, d, about Loki: you mentioned that Loki has it in for me (for my undoing his schemes in my Xmas 2003 story, presumably) yet you said in his description that he was freed just now. How about this: at some point previous to my story, Loki managed to escape Hell, unnoticed (perhaps leaving someone else in his place- he IS the God of Tricks!) but after Odin caught him at the end of my story, he was stuck right back into his old punishment. This would also allow for his appearances elsewhere (like in Val’s stories.)
Presumably, Wil, that worketh pretty awesome.
The Final Saga part 10: Things Fall Apart
By d_Galloway
Naar strode into the manufacturing area, at the very bottom of the castle’s dungeon. Hundreds of Drakkar engineers worked feverishly on various plans and projects, while Giak blacksmiths forged the weapons and armor of Naar’s armies. Naar approached a thin, unimposing Drakkar, who was working on a computer panel overlooking a massive vat of grey slime.
The Drakkar turned and raised his right hand in salute. “My lord Naar, to what do we owe the pleasure of your arrival?”
“I understand you have been taking time off, Engineer,” said Naar. “You have been neglecting your duties.”
“Well…I…have a girlfriend,” said the engineer. “I must take time to see her, before we destroy her world.”
“Your loyalty is to me, not to her,” said Naar. “What you do off your shift is none of my concern, but if you EVER neglect your duty to me again, you shall not have enough time to regret.”
Naar snapped his fingers, and a human male, completely nude and dishelved, was dragged onto the platform by several Giaks. The terrified man was thrown over the edge of the platform, landing into the slime. As he tried desperately to reach air, degenerated, mutated arms grabbed him and pulled him back down. Soon nothing remained of him but some blood floating in the mixture, which was soon absorbed.
“The Giaks have been pleased,” said Naar. “This new batch will be filled with the bloodlust we desire.”
“Y-Yes, my lord,” said the engineer. Naar walked away, leaving the engineer staring in horror.
“Ah, he’s too cute!” said Weiila.
“P-P-Please,” begged Rio.
“I admit, I do find joy in his appearance,” said demigod.
“S…Stop,” gasped Rio. By now kiro was practically strangling him.
“He’s too cute,” said Mengde. “I think we should kill him.”
“I…I…I…,” gasped Rio. His eyes were starting to well up.
“Can we just get to lunch already?” said Mitchell. “My last beer was ten minutes ago!”
Finally, Rio broke free and jumped away from kiro. “I-Is this how you treat ALL animals?”
“…Only overly-cute ones,” said Poke.
Rio was practically bawling by this point. “Please, for fucks sake, leave me alone! I’m been banished! My own master wants me dead! I’ve been turned into a mockery! I’ve been beaten, smashed, slammed, and washed! But no, you have to go and take every last bit of damn dignity I have! I HATE YOU!” He threw open a nearby door and ran through, closing it behind him.
“…Now I feel bad,” said kiro.
“Same here,” said Weiila. “I was just caught up in his uber-cuteness to take his feelings into account.”
“Maybe we should go search for him?” asked F. Galloway.
“Won’t have to,” said Mitchell. “That’s the broom closet.”
Wil stretched. “Well, it’s been fun, but I should get going home. Call me if Galloway shows up.” The black mage grabbed his stuff and walked out of the station.
The streets were completely deserted, quite unusual for a Friday on a street full of bars. Wil’s mind started reeling; something was very wrong.
“It’s probably nothing,” he said. “I’ve just got to get home before someone catches me talking to myself.” He took two steps, then jumped back as a portal opened. A young man, with long blonde hair and a green tunic, stepped through, sword drawn.
“Do not fear, Wilfredo Martinez,” said the young man. “I simply need your help in saving the multiverse.”
Odin entered the Kai Monastery, his eyes narrowed, his senses dulled with the pain of his still-open wound. Kai was hunched over various maps and plans, with Lone Wolf strangely absent. “Kai!” shouted Odin. “What do you think you’re doing?”
Kai looked up. “Odin, old friend. It is good to see you survived. We have much to discuss-”
“Indeed,” said Odin. “Perhaps you can tell me why you’re servant is aiding my traiterous brother!”
“He may have betrayed us,” said Kai, “but he now works against Naar. We will need his assis-”
“Do not spread your lies, Kai!” shouted Odin. “Loki is the true threat, not this so-called ‘Naar!’ He razed Valhalla!”
“And Naar nearly destroyed my monastery,” said Kai. “We’re in the same situation, Odin. Do not let rage guide your actions.”
“You know nothing of rage!” shouted Odin. “When my brother betrayed us the first time-”
“From what I understand,” said Kai, “one version has you excluding Loki, the other has your damn wife screwing up! Don’t blame Loki for every problem you have!”
“I do no such thing. I truly loved my brother, long ago. But now, those days have passed. While you defend his actions, he has taken one of the Valkyrie, and is even now using your own agent!”
“My agent is not being used! He is using Loki! And I am NOt defending his actions! I merely want you to calm down before you make a terrible mistake!”
“I made a mistake, all right. I came to you for aid. But no longer will I listen to your ramblings. Kai, I am going to the mortal worlds, to destroy Naar’s forces, as well as Loki. All will fall before me!”
“…You cannot. Naar destroyed the gates to the mortal worlds, and I can only send my followers down. If you wish to do the same, I won’t stop you. But I urge you to reconsider…”
“I will wait for now,” said Odin. “I will watch your little pawn. But if he should grow too close to Loki, should they become true allies, I will kill him as well.”
Galloway, Loki and Val wandered out of the clearing and down a long dirt road, far from any cities and settlements. “So, where are we going?” asked Loki.
“We need to go to RPGC,” said Galloway. “There we can gather our allies.”
“RPGC?” said Loki. “Ah, now I remember you! You’re d Galloway, that guy I controlled for a while!”
Galloway turned slowly. “Excuse me?”
“Don’t you remember? Wilfredo Martinez kicked your butt, then allowed Odin to re-enslave me!”
“…I have no idea what you’re talking about,” said Galloway.
“What?” said Loki. “But…But I was sure Martinez would want to brag about his accomplishment!”
“He would have, had he really done that,” said Galloway. “When did this ‘happen?’”
“In your calander…I would say the Christmas before last.”
“We did not fight then, Loki,” said Galloway. “Wilfredo was with me the entire Christmas season, helping to save Christmas from Santa’s Evil Twin Half-Brother, a potato farmer, a bunch of freaks, and an incomptent alien.”
“…I remember no such things,” said Loki. “Perhaps…no, never mind. Let’s just continue.”
They continued walking, until they reached a large stone building off the side of the road. By the entrance was a sign, which read, “TrkJac’s Mercenary Guild. We kill for money!”
“A mercenary guild,” said Loki. “Perhaps we could hire some help.”
“Take it from a MERC,” said Galloway. “These people don’t work cheap. We should just continue-”
A young woman walked by, completely ingnoring the three as she entered the academy. She was quite beautiful, with brown hair, green eyes, and a very nice bomber jacket and ammo belt.
“On second thought,” said Galloway. “Maybe we should stay.”
THE END OF PART 10
What will happen at the guild? Will Rio ever calm down? Who is that strange blonde man? What is two plus two? Why is the sky blue? Tell me about the rabbits again!
Galloway: Note to self: Never let the narrator go near the coffee machine again.
EDIT: I changed the title. It was originally gonna have something else in there that I cut, rendering the title obsolete.
Awesome
AHA! Clash of the Writing Continuities! This can either indicate we’re dealing with Alternate Realities- or it can just be a clever joke. Cool anyway! :hahaha;
Hey! It looks like my wish is coming true! Thanks, Gallo!! 
YOU
ARE
GOD!
:mwahaha:
Yeah, that joke rocked. I mean, both the christmas storie can’t happen at once…uh, maybe.