Fiction:Da Pilgrimage

"ZR'AN'KAR SHALL LIV AGEN. SO IS MA WORD AS DA BEST SHAMAN EVA!!!"

Though it took them almost 40 years to realize it, the Loron Flashiez realized, their greatest god, had been slain. , the Propa Big Flash Boss, would not let that stand.

Kolossus would be reborn.

Shaman's Epiphany
In the years following the trial of in, the  had become a mostly uneventful place for them. Crime had dramatically reduced, and continued to reduce year-on-year, as more and more major figures were being caught by the. Of those left, much fewer of them had any faith in hiring Da Rogue Boyz following their public failure, meaning there were almost no contracts available for them -- the only condition under which they were allowed to act at all. The results of the trial had been clear: any arms raised against a member of the Polar Crystal Alliance, or a large organization in the Gigaquadrant in general, and they would be immediately terminated with no questions asked.

Therefore, the Rogue Boyz leadership, on board, which had been floating around for over two years now, was almost completely idol. Each member of the leadership had put on a considerable amount of weight since, with most of them spending their days organizing pizza parties, rap competitions, or simply sat around in front of a videogame console playing World of Gangstacraft. This meant that most of the Rogue Leedas and Rogue Warbosses were left lying on a couch or competing in a competition. The only excitement the Loron would have would be their annual Ice Cube Trials.

The had moved past boredom, having somewhat resigned to their new, uneventful lives as the new normal for them. The exceptions to this were and, who both grew more and more frustrated with the stench of the place and the state of the leadership. Clearly, they had not yet found a good way to adjust to their new status. While laying on the couch and burping, decided to make his announcement to the leadership, fifteen minutes later than usual.


 * Fre'kloar - SUP FOLKS I HAV REELLY EXCITIN NEWS. TOMORROW WES GONNA BE BRINGIN IN DA BEST WORLD OF GANGSTACRAFT CREW FRUM PLANET GADOSUGED OR WATEVA ITS CALLED. DEYZ GONNA MATCH ME IN DA GAME AN WHOEVA WINS GETS A FREE PIZZA PARTY!!!!!
 *  - eh. wateva
 *  - BAK IN MY DAYZ WE DIDNT GET EXCITED ABOUT DAT but i meen weve not got anyfin els goin on so cool

The only Warboss who did not spend time with the others was Da Propa Big Flash Boss ; unlike the others, he had spent the last several months mostly locked away in his chambers, in deep meditating while surrounded by all sorts of junk - which he referred to as his "mumbo jumbos". He had brought hands to his head and pressed his fingers onto his forehead while narrowing his eyes, deep in thought; something was amiss and he could not tell what. He had felt a disturbance almost four decades ago which was felt not only by him, but by all other Flashiez across the universe, and no matter how hard he tried to figure out what it was, he could not. He rose to his feet, taking his holy book, Da Gangstapedia, and forcefully throwing it into the ground, its pages flipping from the air resistance as he pointed a finger at it.


 * Brag'klogga - GIVE ME DA ANSWERS I NEED. I DEMAND YOO!!!

Eventually, the pages stopped flipping, and Brag'klogga's eyes widened. A cold shiver was sent down his spine as he had to restrain himself from screaming. He hastily took the book again and kicked his door open, causing much noise and taking everyone's attention.


 * Brag'klogga - I, URM, HAV REELY IMPORTANT SHAMAN BISNESS TA ATTEND TO FAR AWAY FROM HEER

Rel'larutina raised her eye a little at the suggestion, curious. The Propa Big Rogue Geek, too, eyed Brag'klogga up suspiciously. Meanwhile, the rest of the Loron mostly groaned in frustration.


 *  - man cant ya see im busy BEETIN DA LEVEL 98 BOSS????? OH MA DAYZ YOO PEEPZ AR SO RUDE
 *  - LEGIT I SWER I WAS IN DA MIDDLE OF FINISH MA FIFTIETH PIZZA OF DA DAY DEN YOO RUINED IT. GO DO WATEVA YA WANT TBH
 * Brag'klogga - YEH DATS RITE. YOO LOSAS STAY HEER AN LEMME DO MA SHAMAN FINGY. IF YA FOLLOW ME IMMA SMASH YA FACE AN TURN YA UNDAWEAR BAKWARDS
 * Rel'larutina - Urm, no, that's not how this works. Stay here a little bit.

Rel'larutina walked over to him, looking a little supiscious, as she then held her arm up to her face, thinking over it. She then shrugged as she turned to the Rogue Geek.


 * Rel'larutina - Keep an eye on him, will ya?
 * Rogue Geek - I would certainly like to, but needs the exercise for sure. He has been especially lazy recently. Even less energetic than usual. It's very notable in be-
 * Kal'kuir - DONT YA DARE FINISH DAT SENTENC. FINE ILL GO

The tekkie, Kal'kuir sighed, still slumped in his chair in front of a computer screen. Kal'kuir had felt no inspiration for developing his weaponry ever since the shock of Da Reckoning, and had entered a depressed state. He had gained more weight than any of them, stuck to his old weapons, and too afraid to develop anything else. The idea of starting a new mission scared him, but so did facing the wrath of the Rogue Geek, his "wife". Kal'kuir, setting off to help Brag'klogga, held up one of his oversized weapons that he could barely carry over his shoulder, and walked over to Brag'klogga, before then dropping it on his foot and falling over. He picked it back up, growled, and addressed Brag'klogga.


 * Kal'kuir - LOOKS LIKE IM GONNA HAV TA MAKE SUR WATEVA YOO DO DOESNT END UP RIPPIN ANOTHA HOLE IN SPACE AN TIME
 * Brag'klogga - ugh fine JUS COM HEER QUIK

Brag'klogga grabbed Kal'kuir by the shoulder and carried him away from the rest of the group. The two Loron would move onto the deeper parts of the Rogue Krooza, far away from the command chamber where they spent most of their time in, and once Brag'klogga arrived to a secluded room, he locked the doors behind him and begun chanting, causing a layer of Dark Chronoscopic essence to cover the walls; he was making sure they could not be found or heard.


 * Brag'klogga - dis alredi hasnt gone as planned but IMMA GONNA GIV YA A CHANCE TA HELP ME OUT KALKUIR. YA GOTTA PROMISE NOT TA TELL ANY OF DA OTHAS ABOUT IT OK??

Kal'kuir looked puzzled at first, before then nodding his head slightly, confused.


 * Kal'kuir - ... erm ok
 * Brag'klogga - ok cool cus we got a BIG problem. but we cant solve it on our own, we need mor flashy powa. one sec

Brag'klogga chanted once again, and within instants, a new pair of Loron Flashiez appeared before Kal'kuir.


 * Brag'klogga - dese is ma lads who is propa flashy. meet Gan'fusis and Kosd'vaw
 * Gan'fusis - yooooo
 * Kosd'vaw - sup
 * Kal'kuir - sup folks neva herd of yoos befor but brag says yor good so i guess yoo must not be da ones dat stole ma cookies last week
 * Gan'fusis - nah wes flash bosses unda brag'klogga we go around doin shaman stoof
 * Brag'klogga - OK EVERYUN SHUP UP A SEC. WE GOT A MAJOR MAJOR SUPA PROPA BIG PROBLEM IN OUR HANDS. DA ONE PROBLEM WHICH SHULD NEVA EVA EVA EVA BE POSSIBUL BUT IM A DOZEN PERCENT CONFIDENT IT HAPPENED
 * Kal'kuir - by ma calculashons a dozen percent meens WE SHULD BE CERTAIN IT HAPPENED. YO WATS DA ISSUE

Brag'klogga brought his hands to his face and shouted.


 * Brag'klogga - ZR'AN'KAR... IS DED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gan'fusis, who had teleported in with a glass of alcohol, spitted it all out at Kosd'vaw's face as the two Flashiez screamed in unison. Kal'kuir initially flinced a little until he finally took in what Brag'klogga had said, at which point he gasped. In his mind, such a thing was not mathematically possible.


 * Kosd'vaw - yor having a laff rite??? RITE????
 * Gan'fusis - IT CANT BE MAN. DA BEST GOD... IS DED???
 * Kal'kuir - ACCORDIN TO DA THEORY OF GODLINESS WRITTEN BY DA LATE GRATE WRITA FAR'SOGGATHOS, or was dat his name? i forgot, but anyway HE WROTE LOTS OF GOOD BOOKS ABOUT GOD THEORY not dat i reed books but ANYWAY YEH HE CONCLUDED DAT IN DA EVENT DA BEST GOD DIES DAT MEENS DAT DA WHOL OONIVERSE WILL EXPLODE!!!! SO DERES NO WAY HES DED!!!!!!!!!
 * Brag'klogga - no man im sur it happened. cus when he died, us flashiez all felt it in our souls. we felt dis feelin dat somfin was goin wrong wiv our powas but we shrugged it off. but nao im certain DAT HES DED. BUT DONT WORRY: I HAV A PLAN

Brag'klogga presented them the Gangstapedia.


 * Brag'klogga - WES GONNA REVIVE HIM, BETTA DAN EVA. BUT BEFOR DEN WE CANT LET DA OTHAS KNO. COULD YA IMAGIN DA PANIC IT WULD CAUSE IF DA BOYZ FOUND OUT DA BEST GOD DIED? WE CANT LET DAT HAPPEN
 * Kal'kuir - hmm by my calculashons jol'kiar wuld die of a heart attak. AN WE KNO WAT HAPPENED LAST TIME JOLKIAR DIED. SO YEH BEST AVOID DAT
 * Kosd'vaw - yeh i was stukk in da milky way invashon dat one time. im sik of hearin bout ghosts an hao dey hurt
 * Kal'kuir - so ok imma help yoo but jus a quik warnin. i dont kno nuffin bout shaman stoof. howeva if ya want i can reed a book on it
 * Gan'fusis - eh leev da shaman stoof to da shamans but i bet wes gonna hav ta kill peeps ta make it happen so ya can always jus shoot peeps

Kal'kuir then looked at his feet, and his eyes began to sniffle a little bit.


 * Kal'kuir - yeh... urm... about dat
 * Brag'klogga - wats up man?

Kal'kuir then suddenly dropped to his knees and hugged Brag'klogga's leg while sobbing into his feet, crying.


 * Kal'kuir - I CANT MAKE GUNZ ANYMOAR!!! its so sad but i got NO ideas for dem now man it SUKS
 * Gan'fusis - man dat cant be rite. YOR KALKUIR DA MEKKA TEKKA BOSS! YOR FAMOUS ALL OVA FOR YA GUNZ (tho ya look a lot fatta dan in da picturs)
 * Kal'kuir - yeh but if my gunz was so great den we wuld hav taken ova da ooniverse in da reckonin. BUT DEY WAS WEEK AN ALL GOT CRUSHED BY DAT ARK GEEZA. MAN IM UTTALY USELESS I SWER ID AKSHULLY RATHA TRY AN BE A SHAMAN INSTED

Brag'klogga then reached down and grabbed Kal'kuir by the shoulders to lift him up before shaking him.


 * Brag'klogga - GET YASELF TOGETHA. WES GONNA NEED SIK GUNZ IF WE HOP TA BRING ZR'AN'KAR BAK. IN FACT DATS GONNA BE YA MISHON: YOR GONNA MAKE DA SIKKEST GUN EVA SO WE CAN GIVE IT TA ZR'AN'KAR WHEN HES BAK
 * Kal'kuir - ya meen... zrankars gonna judge ma gun???
 * Brag'klogga - YEH. AN IT NEED TA BE DA BEST GUN EVA SO HE CAN USE IT TA SHOOT PEEPS
 * Kal'kuir - den... den i best be at my best fer makin da best gun eva so da best god can use it fer da BEST misshons!!! i dunno if i can tho...
 * Brag'klogga - YOO CAN CUS YOR A ROGUE WARBOSS. YOR DA BEST OF DA BEST
 * Kosd'vaw - beleev in me who beleevs in yoo
 * Kal'kuir - yeh ok. ill try but no promises
 * Brag'klogga - ok gud enuff. NAO ME AN DA FLASHIEZ IS GONNA HAV TA STUDY DA HOLY BOOK TA FIND DA RITUAL ON HAO TA BRING A GOD BAK FROM DA DED AN DAT MITE TAKE A WHILE SO IN DA MEENTIME JUS PLAY DUM AN PRETEND I JUST TALKED BOUT NUFFIN
 * Kal'kuir - well ma wife mite not beleev yas but da rest of dem will so i fink its ok
 * Gan'fusis - wat da hell is a "wife"?
 * Brag'klogga - dont worry bout it reely. jus dont
 * Kal'kuir - its da propa big rogue geek but ANYWAY change da subjekt. yeh im gonna go bak an pretend yoo asked bout world of gangstacraft or somfin. NO ONE KNOWS BUT US

As he then oepend the door to leave the room, his jaw dropped suddenly as he saw waiting just outside, polishing his Freezflamas, with a stern look on his face. Unlike the rest of the Warbosses, Drizz'pyrokirk if anything looked even more in shape than he had done prior to Da Reckoning. The others could visibly see more muscle on his bones than before, having sharpened his own workout routine. He was also wearing gym clothes, unlike his usual Freezflama attire.


 * Drizz'pyrokirk - SUP NERDS
 * Brag'klogga - WAT DA HELL DRIZZY HAO DID YA GET IN HEER
 * Drizz'pyrokirk - I WAS JUS FINISHIN MA TRAININ SESHON DIS MORNIN WEN I GET BAK AN HEER DAT BRAG AN KALKUIR AR UP TO NO GOOD. WORRIED ABOUT YA SAFETY I CAME HEER TA OFFA YOO A FREE PERSONAL TRAINA SESHON DEN I HEER DAT ZR'AN'KAR IS DED AN YOR PLANNIN A RITUAL ON REVIVIN HIM??? AN YOR REFUSIN TA REPORT TO DA LEEDASHIP??? OH MAN JUS WAIT TIL DA KING HEERS ABOUT DIS
 * Brag'klogga - IMPOSSIBUL. I SHIELDED DA ROOM WIV MAGIC SO NOBODY CULD HEER FROM DA OUTSIDE
 * Kal'kuir - urm by my calculashons sheelds only work 20% of da time
 * Brag'klogga - oh ma dayz NUTHINS GOIN MA WAY TODAY IS IT??? OI DRIZZY YOR NOT TELLIN DA LEEDAS NUFFIN OR IMMA ZAP YA FACE OFF

At that moment, Drizz'pyrokirk quickly pulled out his Freezflama and froze Brag'klogga's feet to the ground, before then freezing the arm holding his staff. His reflexes were far quicker than Brag'klogga's, having stayed in shape during the past years while the others had not seen combat once since. Instead of running off to the Leedas, however, he decided to wait there a little longer.


 * Drizz'pyrokirk - HOWEVA BOF OF YOOS IS HOMIES. SO ILL TELL YA WAT IM NOT GONNA SNITCH ON ONE CONDISHON
 * Brag'klogga - UGH WAT IS IT
 * Drizz'pyrokirk - dat bof of yas giv me yor endorsement fer ma new protein shake dats comin out dat promises GUARANTEED GAINZ evry time ya use it afta a gym sesshon
 * Gan'fusis - wow brags homies is a bunch of tossas
 * Kosd'vaw - lmao word
 * Brag'klogga - MATE WE GOT BIGGA PROBLEMS AT HAND DAN YA DAM PROTEIN SHAKE. TELL YA WAT HAO BOUT YA HELP ME REVIVE DA BEST GOD?? YOO CAN TELL HIM BOUT YA STUPID PROTEIN YASELF

Drizz'pyrokirk was visibly annoyed by their insults, and their audacity to disrespect his new product, but disregarded it nonetheless. He stroked his chin a little, thinking about it, and then spoke.


 * Drizz'pyrokirk - if i help yas will ya giv me da endorsement
 * Brag'klogga - YES FER DA LOV OF ZR'AN'KAR JUS UNFREEZ ME ALREDI
 * Drizz'pyrokirk - DEN ILL DO IT

Drizz'pyrokirk lit up his Freezflamas on flame setting with glee, thawing Brag'klogga's ice and then spraying fire around the room and jumping up in joy, then suddenly stopped in his tracks as he realized that he'd lit Kosd'vaw's suit on fire, causing him to panic and yell out while rolling on the floor.


 * Drizz'pyrokirk - oh whoops sorry bout dat
 * Brag'klogga - ok fine i got mor peeps involved dan i wanted to BUT DATS OK I CAN STILL MAKE DIS WORK. YOO LOT IS GONNA FOLLOW MA INSTRUCSHONS AN WES GONNA SAVE ZR'AN'KAR WITHOU ANYON NOTICIN. ITS GONNA BE SIK AN ITS TOTALLY GONNA WORK
 * Kal'kuir - YEH!! TA SHOW ZRANKAR DA BEST GUN EVA!!!
 * Drizz'pyrokirk - TA SHOW ZRANKAR MA SIK GAINZ!!!! sponsored by Kal'kuir an Brag'klogga wiv a 20% OFF DEEL if yoo kiss Frekloars ass

Loose Ends
The had been celebrating several years of a peaceful democracy. For such a state to be achieved was thought impossible by a large number of scholars who had studied Ottzello history. Typically, democracy was not thought as possible by multiple Ottzelloan species, due to the intense and bitter hatred between many, and their bloodthirsty nature. So for a nation to have united the Ottzello species under one common flag to have done so successfully was miraculous. The Union Republic's people lived in harmony, with their military spending winding down having encountered no major threat in years.

The retired president lived out in peace in his home in a treehouse located on planet Ioket. Mostly living away from the politics of the Union Republic, Tuolog had been mostly satisfied that the nation he had helped create was thriving without him. Nonetheless, he had always feared his retirement would be short lived. Though he'd stopped paying attention to timelines a long time ago, he nonetheless had a distinct feeling that somewhere, a great ripple in spacetime would occur once more, one he had not seen since Da Reckoning.

Tuolog broke from his meditative stance in his home to firstly look outside of the window of his house, watching the forests of Ioket as the creatures sang in harmony, while in the distance he could distinctively see some of the trees darken. This was a sign on the planet, which had grown accustomed to the Chronoscopic wielders to the point where it almost reacted to the energies and the timelines that they all foresaw. For trees to blacken on the horizon meant that the wildlife had fled them, and they were no longer lit by the fireflies that resided in the forests. It meant something was coming.

Tuolog did not want to contact the Union Republic directly about this, for he felt doing so could cause mass-hysteria, or worse, spark another war against the Rogue Boyz. Instead, he decided to approach a contact of his, one of the who had come to live amongst the mortals:. Tuolog spoke to Mac telepathically, without needing holograms.


 * Tuolog - Greetings, Mac. Long time no speak.

Mac, on the other hand, had also entered retirement, but his habitat was much different from that of Tuolog's. Mac stayed in the bustling city of Grenzaar, the artificial hub world of the Union Republic of Ottzello, living in his apartment in a skyscraper high above the activity below. Here, he stayed closer to mortal life, living among them and participating as one of them, having wished to never fight again. Mac had simply been laying back on the couch of his apartment, watching holo-programs, when he received contact.


 * Mac - Ah, Tuolog. Got to speak to you again. You're well, I hope?
 * Tuolog - Indeed. And I see you in good shape as well. I expected you to be in ship on way for work, but that not seem to be the case?
 * Mac - Nah. The mercenary life wasn't one I wanted to live forever. If I'm to stay as a mortal, then I figure I may as well live among them, y'know? Learn what it's like to be one myself. So I retired out here, and I don't really plan to be involved in battle any time soon.
 * Tuolog - Hm, I see. In that case, I must apologize. I approached you because I wanted to ask a certain... favour.

At that point, Mac closed the holograms around him, and sat up straight, with a determined look on his face.


 * Mac - No, it's fine, you've no need to apologize. If we're in danger, I need to know about it. What's on your mind?
 * Tuolog - We not quite in danger, at least not yet, but I cannot approach the government about this. The matter is too delicate. There is a certain disturbance happening in the fifth dimension which does not bode well.
 * Mac - Hm, I see... Well as you know, I've been closed off from the fifth dimension for a while. So I wouldn't have picked up on it. What can you tell me about it, exactly?
 * Tuolog - I have been keeping close watch on Rogue Loron. They spend most of their time doing useless Loron things. But I noticed their Essence master, Brag'klogga, meddling with things he should not. Things which have rippled all the way to the fifth dimension... I take you hear news of ' destruction? On how Breek slew him at Andromeda?
 * Mac - Yeah, it couldn't've happened to a better person. Part of me wishes I was the one to land the killing blow.
 * Tuolog - This disturbance I feel. It... It leaves a mark which greatly resembles him.

Mac's determined face then became one of despair quickly, as the events of Kolossus' torture flashed before his eyes. The traumatic memories returned to him, reminding him of the pain he had experienced as Kolossus cursed him and doomed him to living away from his kind for eternity. There was a slight growl that formed on his face at first, before it turned to a small grin, as he looked a little more relaxed.


 * Mac - Well, guess I'm coming out of retirement, then.
 * Tuolog - I know for certain that Kolossus died in Andromeda, there is no doubt of it. But I fear Brag'klogga may be attempting to reach out to him again, perhaps even bring him back to life. I certain he could not manage to pull something like that off, but whatever he tries could cause a catastrophe. I like you to keep a close watch on Brag'klogga, and intervene if he tries anything funny.
 * Mac - Yeah, if he plans on bringing Kolossus back, I fully intend to. Any place I should lay low for the time being?
 * Tuolog - I can send you coordinates of where he is now so you can follow him. I prefer if Brag'klogga simply failed whatever it is he is doing, but if he presses your hand, then there is no choice but to kill him.
 * Mac - Of course.

Mac was about to stand up to pick up his weapon, before a thought came to his mind.


 * Mac - Say... You do know that if Brag'klogga does, whatever he's trying to do, that that would be grounds for the PCA to intervene and just destroy the Loron, right? So I'm guessing you're getting me to stop him getting that far so that doesn't have to happen? So that the Loron survive?
 * Tuolog - Your intuition not fail you. You are correct. Also, I feel you would want to take part of this.
 * Mac - Well, can't say I don't admire that compassion about you. And yeah, you're absolutely right. We don't need this to get ugly.
 * Tuolog - It very worrisome, though. I looked into timelines to see what exactly the endgame of all this and they are... garbled. Messy. Chaotic. I cannot read them. Something is definitely going to happen and it will be important.
 * Mac - I'd offer to help, but I don't think my powers would be any better than yours when they're still so closed off from the rest of my kind. If you can't read them, then there's no way I will be. You think is up to something?
 * Tuolog - I not believe Zargoth has anymore use for Kolossus, but he may well be manipulating Brag'klogga to some other purpose. More reasons to keep a close eye on him.
 * Mac - Right. I got it. I'll keep you informed.
 * Tuolog - Thank you. It unfortunate that even after he is gone, we must still worry about Kolossus making a mess in people's lives.
 * Mac - You don't get rid of demon influence that easily, unfortunately. But we'll see what we can do.