Dusts of Avalon - Beastwithin.org

XIII.Once and Future… and ForeverXIII Once and Future… and ForeverFebruary 21, 2632, 18:21 UTCD . She had grabbed a heavier Tinnitus HUMRmk. III aingun, and even with the braces, the thing was difficult to“S!”handle. e recoil was hell. She kept shooting down from the balconyto the rubbermen down below. e gun's aim kept slipping in her hands, and thebullets went just about every direction but where she was aiming; nevertheless,hordes of enemies kept dying down below every second.e Knights stormed upward the spire, and were not at all surprised to find outthat the replicloids had tried to appeal to their senses, too. e bizarre cavalcadeof replicated memories continued, and Daleworth wasn't even sure if she wantedthis. Part of her just wanted that the Planners dropped dead this instant andstopped fighting, because the dying gasps of the Planners were just wonderful intheir bizarreness.Simply put, the Planners had failed at scaring them by creating replications ofthe defenders and their loved ones. ey did scare Daleworth by being so damncreative. She felt she was finally fighting an enemy with human intellect, andthat was draining her; she was extinguishing the sparks of life from artists. iswas not a good and fun fight, destroying something that was actually kind ofbeautiful.e upper they got in the spire, the more sparse the design details were. Allaround them, maines were urning out more replicloid dolls — featureless,humanlike, somewhat creepy. But the Planners were obviously aware that theKnights were there, and were trying to appeal to them.ey faced knights with tincan armour. ey faced mannequins that lookedlike someone had quily tried to make them look like stereotypical ladies-inwaiting.e appearance just wasn't anything that humans could identify as humans;they were ildish in their design, barely geing the generally discernibleshapes taed on their mannequin bodies.“Can I keep the pieces?” Daleworth said. “I want to take these things to mycabin and play with dolls.” She grinned, and was kind of surprised that she foundshe was only half joking.ere was one robot that the Planners had put some more effort into. Unfortunately,the Planners remained clueless of the recent developments. In themiddle of the amber, they saw a familiar sight — a robot clearly made to looklike Guineviere.Without saying mu, Lancelot and Arthur competed one last time. ey ranthe Guineviere-clone through before the robot could even say anything.And beyond that room lay the final staircase. e knights strode in.122