Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20141102040650/@comment-67.22.249.68-20141206055113

Assuming that Glosur sent a message to Eureka...

Eureka stalked through the frozen plains of Forodwaith. He was very, very imposing, a tall slender black figure stalking amongst the white. He had told no one, and specifically requested Kherender and Glosur not to tell anyone else of what had happened here. This was a very curious occurrence indeed.

And sure enough, he found what he was looking for. An escape pod.

Eureka ran his fingers over the metal. In doing so, he was able to determine that it was composed of adamantium. He noticed a small window, and, at last, a door. He reached for the handle, when the entire pod lifted off the ground, apparently through no means of it's own. Eureka whipped around, and saw who was doing it.

The being was tall, nearly as tall as him. And it was decorated in spectacular and highly decorated robes, and a tall plumed helmet. It was holding out a hand, clearly to levitate the pod. It then closed it's fist, and the pod fell back to earth. It spoke to him in a language he could only understand thanks to the universal translator device installed within him.

"I would think you a robotic creation of Man, but your black skin forbids me to think this. Tell me, what are you?"

Eureka stared at the being before him. This wasn't supposed to happen. "I am a creation of Man, or as I know them, Testificates, but something went slightly wrong."

"Then you are of no consequence to me, unless you can direct me to an adequate power source to allow my escape from this world, or the construction of a communications array to contact my craftworld."

"You're... what? What are you?"

"Impertinent machine! Have you heard nothing of the Eldar?"

Eureka stared. Some of this was coming together now. "The only Eldar I know of are the Noldor, Sindar and Teleri, and I've never seen any of them with such advanced technology."

The stranger was confused now, too, but he concealed it well. "I have no time for your ignorance. Point me toward a suitable power source and the necessary raw materials immediately."

"If you want a favor from someone, I wouldn't call them ignorant."

"You will give me what I want, or I will take the information from you!"

"Good luck getting past the psychic firewalls. There's no way my people were going to let my mind be corrupted."

The stranger raised his hand toward Eureka. All to late, Eureka realized what was about to happen.

Psychic lighting flowed from the stranger's hand. Fountains of sparks flowed from Eureka's robotic side as gashes were created in his circuitry.

"EEEEEEYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"

Eureka cried out in pain as his neural network was shut down from the overload of electricity.

The stranger looked down at Eureka's crippled and sparking body for a moment, then left it to freeze.