The Last Oddetsey

[majinb]

"You have made powerful allies there, the Trans-Solar host could certainly make a difference here... I suspect the best way to catch their attention is to fly to the top of the tallest tower in this Castle, point the sword up towards the Sun, and request their aid/state our need in the most melodramatic way you can manage. The more dramatic the better, they'll probably send more warriors the more awesome you make it, although remember not to ramble either - a couple of sentences at most."

Aurelia flies towards the highest tower of the castle, as Anjushree suggested, and strikes a dramatic pose, her sword held upright.

"O TRANS-SOLAR HOST, TRANS-SOLAR HOST, WHERE ART THOU TRANS-SOLAR HOST? LEND ME THY EARS, O WARRIORS OF THE SUN, WHO RIDE FORTH INTO SPACE FROM ITS WARM EMBRACE TO BEAT BACK THE DARKNESS IN THE UNIVERSE, THOU ART LIGHT INCARNATE, RIDING ONWARDS AGAINST THE SHADOWS!

IT IS I, AURELIA, HEAVENLY COMMANDER, ALLY OF THE GRAND CASPASIAN, MEMBER OF THE TRILLIONTH TRANS-SOLAR HOST, HUMBLY HELD UPRIGHT IN MY HAND IS THE TOKEN OF OUR FRIENDSHIP, THE HOLY SWORD WITH IN ITS FABRIC THE ESSENCE OF THE SUN ITSELF, GRANTED BY COMRADE CASPASIAN OF THY RANKS WHOM I SAVED FROM THE JAWS OF DARKNESS SCANT MOMENTS BEFORE.

THIS WORLD IS IN GRAVE PERIL, AND MY FRIENDS AND I, ASSEMBLED BY NAUGHT BUT FATE, HAVE TAKEN UPON OURSELVES THE MAGNIFICENT TASK OF STANDING BETWEEN THIS FINE WORLD AND THE VILLAINY THAT DOST DESIRE TO CAUSE THE PREMATURE DEMISE OF THIS WORLD AND OTHER MAGNIFICENT WORLDS ALIKE.

BEHOLD THE BRAVE WARRIORS IN THE CASTLE BELOW, THEY EFFORTLESSLY THROW THEIR LIVES ON THE LINE FOR A WORLD THAT IS NOT THEIRS, DEEP IN THEIR HEARTS THEY WANT BUT TO RETURN TO WHENCE THEY CAME, YET LO AND BEHOLD, AGAINST OVERWHELMING ODDS THEY FIGHT, THEIR SPIRITS ART WILLING, YET THEIR FLESH IS WEAK, IF NOT FOR A DIVINE INTERVENTION, IN SCANT MOMENTS THEY SHALL BE NO MORE, THEY SHALL CEASE TO BE, EXPIRE AND GO TO MEET THEIR MAKER, BE STIFF, BEREFT OF LIFE, REST IN PEACE, PUSHING UP DAISIES, THEIR METABOLIC PROCESSES SHALL BE HISTORY, THEY SHALL HOP THE PROVERBIAL TWIG, KICK THE BUCKET, SHUFFLE OFF THEIR MORTAL COILS, RUN DOWN THE CURTAIN AND JOIN THE CHOIR INVISIBLE, THEY SHALL BE EX-BEINGS!

TO BE, OR NOT TO BE ASSISTING US, THAT IS THE QUESTION, WHETHER 'TIS NOBLER IN THE MIND TO SUFFER THE SLINGS AND ARROWS OF OUTRAGEOUS FORTUNE, OR TO TAKE ARMS AGAINST A SEA OF TROUBLES, AND BY OPPOSING END THEM? THOU MAY THINK THIS IS NOT THY FIGHT, THAT ASKING THEE TO THROW THY LIVES ON THE LINE NEXT TO OURS IS FOUL, YET SOMETIMES, FAIR IS FOUL AND FOUL IS FAIR.

O TRANS-SOLAR HOST, OOH, THOU ART SO BIG, SO ABSOLUTELY HUGE, GOSH, WE ART REALLY IMPRESSED DOWN HERE, I CAN TELL THEE, FORGIVE US, O TRANS-SOLAR HOST, FOR THIS, OUR DREADFUL TOADYING AND BAREFACED FLATTERY, BUT THOU ART SO STRONG AND, WELL, JUST SO SUPER FANTASTIC, US HUMBLE RIFT TOUCHED ORGANISMS KNEEL BEFORE THEE."