♓alolimnic

[tyriannicull]

[ Let it be said that, for all her pride and vanity, Her Imperial Majesty was one far from lazy and one most certainly capable. She quickly learned of the 'magic dirt' and as foolish as the name was, she recognized its potential immediately. That was well over a month ago.

This is now.

Possessing tremendous brute strength as well as centuries worth of experience in all matters architectural and war-like, it took her an inhuman (as one may expect, due to being inhuman, and the adjective frankly means little here) amount of time to fashion her abode. That is, if one can call a tremendous aquatic fortress an 'abode'.

She has taken an entire lake as her own. It is a particularly enormous lake comparable to the depth and surface area of a certain Earth lake and conveniently resembling her favorite shape; here, she has constructed her center of operations. From the center of the the lake sprouts a black-and-red tower, like a bloodied spear thrusting out of the surface. On one side of the tower, at water level, is an open entrance. The inside is...filled with way too much crap worth describing here--at least beyond describing it as being fit for the most frustrating of endbosses, filled with traps, puzzles, treasure, and gratuitous booby-traps.

The entrance opens up to a long, long hall with a throne at the end; lining the sides are strange unmoving black and red statues, but it is otherwise empty and there seem to be no exits into other rooms.

Her Imperious Condescension's video is broadcast from somewhere inside the fortress, as she has deliberately allowed the Vine to grow within; wherever she is, it is a room filled with water. Everyone's favorite intergalactic mermaid is swimming gracefully about, looking very pleased with herself, before settling onto a throne. ]

After a frustratingly long fleeting moment in time, I have finished creating my new residence! That dirt is a bit useful; it almost has a chance of being compared to my empire's technology. I wonder, just what else can it do beyond building?

New things are always so EEEXCITING. So, without further wait, I will christen my new cozy hive. I introduce to all...

Bastille Condescension!

Comments

[tyriannicull]

Perhaps, some day here, we will find a mutual, beneficial relationship. Do not be so adverse to my behavior, human.

[gun_cata]

If I ever need your help, or if we ever find something like that, then I'll accept it. Don't expect me to like it though.

[tyriannicull]

Entirely unnecessary.

[gun_cata]

Glad we've got an understanding there.

[tyriannicull]

You would find yourself well-rewarded. I am empress, after all.

[gun_cata]

An empress without a kingdom that she can get to. How about just going easy on Earth if you ever find your way there?

[tyriannicull]

Hee hee hee. Do not underestimate what I can provide with what I have here.

[gun_cata]

I dunno, do you have some kind of special power? It'd have to be something I'd want that you can't just replicate here.

[tyriannicull]

Immortality.

[gun_cata]

[ Wait, really? She looks taken aback. ]

Immortality. What kind of immortality?

[tyriannicull]

With a simple touch, I can cure illness and extend life. My Touch of Life is a power unmatched by any other in the cosmos.

[gun_cata]

You can heal people?

[ Jesus is that you? ]

...I'm not interested in outliving my friends.

[tyriannicull]

It has allowed me to rule my empire for well over two thousand sweeps. If my math is correct--and I do not doubt it is!--that would be almost five thousand of your human years.

It does not inherently guarantee one to live forever; you could live an extra one, ten, or fifty of your years while retaining your youth. Or, simply healing an incurable illness.

There is more to it than outliving those around you; keep it in mind.

[gun_cata]

...retaining my youth, huh? Even that would be suspicious once I got home. People would ask questions and I wouldn't have an explanation.

[ She pauses, thinks about her future, and what 'youth' would do for her. Mostly, it would scare people, but everyone runs into troubles with age eventually... ]

What good are extra years if some doctor wants to spend them figuring me out?

[tyriannicull]

Hee hee hee! There are ways around everything. You are finding excuses to avoid accepting what you want.

[gun_cata]

I'm not afraid of death, you know. I mean... I don't want to die any time soon, obviously, but if I'm seventy or eighty and it's my time, I won't complain. Almost everyone dies.

[tyriannicull]

Glub, glub, glub! I never asked you to pledge your devout loyalty in exchange for immortality here!

Hee hee hee.

[gun_cata]

You're not getting devout loyalty for anything, no matter what I might or might not want.

[tyriannicull]

If only I had a planet for every time I heard--oh, wait, I do!

[gun_cata]

Right. It doesn't mean I won't do favors for you, though, just because I don't want to be a minion.