Tuesday, November 18, 2008

The Lair is where? - Exposition time again.

~ When last we left off Koma had just discovered that the old lady Gladys wasn't an old lady but a clone of the Australian Hero The Cavilier. How did this happen? Well here's how. ~

"Yes your right she is a clone of the Cavilier. But how does that lead to getting us out of here?" enquires Fortuna.
"That depends my dear on where Koma's lair is." adds Silver awakening from his induced coma.
Fortuna checks the large simian. Silver however is more concerned with our current predicament.
"Fortuna I'm quite sure that your talents are needed elsewhere especially if we are trapped here on the moon." And with that the talented Gorilla reveals the location of my lair.

Its a few minutes later and I'm sitting in front of Fortuna, Gladys, Henchy, Silver and Chroma. All but Chroma knew where the lair was and the true nature of our situation.
"Spill it Koma no more hiding." demands Henchy. "We want it all, now."
"Just tell them Austin." encourages Chroma.
So I tell them that the lair is on the Moon and after I used my sattelite array to teleport us here whoever we have been up against jammed the sattelite array.
"Hang on you've got two ways to teleport, the sattelites and a dimensional gateway. Why can't we use that?" asks Fortuna.
"Yeah. What she said." agreed Henchy.
"The gateway requires two points to connect to." I explain. "There are only three operating right now. Me, the lair and one on Mars. We need to get a gateway on the earth."
"Surely you have escape pods Koma." suggests Silver. "We could send a gateway in one of them."
"Yeah I thought that far ahead Silver but I also thought far enough to send an empty one. It got shot up on re-entry." I tell the simian techno-mage.
"So I'm the only way out then?" quivers Gladys realising what she has to do.

Fortuna tried for an hour to work out another way. She even demanded to have me send another escape pod. This time WITH a gateway in it. It got blown up just like the others.
"We have to de-age Gladys you that. We can do it, genius remember." I point to myself smiling trying to be positive.
"If she dies I will never forgive you." spits Fortuna she stroms off.

An hour later and Silver and I have prepared the chamber for Galdys. Henchy is hanging around like a bad smell.
"If she's a clone of a dude how come she's a chick?" asks Henchy.
"Its hard to make perfect clones of people with powers. The DNA can be replicated perfectly but the result will often be less than the original. Powers are effected by more factors than just DNA. We found that out when we made Ayris." I reply and Silver picks up where I left off.
"Ayris wasn't invlunerable nor did he have the energy abilities of the original Cavilier. He wasn't cared for or loved." adds Silver.
"We'll work on the Nature versus Nurture argument later." I interupt. "Basicly it was easier to flip the Y chromosome to X. Yet you got the aging out. I thought Fortuna had worked that out?"

"Your right she did." answers Silver. "But the government wanted Fortuna to make an army of Cavliliers. She sabotaged the plan by making Galdys older."

"So do you understand now Henchy?" I ask.
"Whats DNA?" replies Henchman.

"Are you sure this will work?" asks Galdys emerging in a robe.
"Fortuna and I both guarantee it. " I reassure her. "Please enter the chamber."
Gladys drops the robe and enters the chamber.
"Old lady skin arrgh!." screams Henchy and he sheilds his eyes. "My eyes, my eyes."
"Henchy!" I scold.
"Hey man where is Deadpool he'd be loving this." continues the Henchman.

"Now or never Silver." I order. Silver starts the process and I think to myself. Is this how Frankenstien felt?

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Cloning up a storm.

"Tell me what she is?" I demand.
Fortuna's just finished healing my hand her warm smile shifts becoming a frown.
"Actually I'm quite surprised its taken you this long to work it out." she sighs.
"It was the barcode tattoo that tipped me off." I tell her. "VADAR's trying to decode it now."
(VADAR is the computer that runs my lair. Lin named her.)

"Well you'll find out that its Gladys' DNA code." reveals Fortuna. She turns her wheelchair around and rolls out of the kitchen. "You should be able to work out "what" Gladys is from that."

"VADAR did you get that?" I ask.


The DNA code was stored in my wetware systems. I recognised the sequence immediatly


"Don't bother VADAR I already know who she is." I tell VADAR. "But I need the sequence analysed, especially for aging.

YES SIR complies VADAR.

I find Fortuna and Galdys at Silver's bedside. Silver got badly injured when the synthoids attacked us. He was injured so badly that she couldn't heal all of his complications at once. Fortuna can heal burns and cuts quickly but having to grow back whole organs exhausts her. So to make it less painful for Silver he was put in a coma. (No joke this time)

"How is he?" I ask.
"He's fine. " She answers. "But thats not why your here."
"Galdys is a clone of the Cavilier." I tell her. "If I can reverse her aging we can get outof here."
The Cavilier

Monday, November 10, 2008

This is d-feat?

"This sucks!" complains Henchy. "I'm sick of nothing happening. I'm sick of waiting. You're supposed to be the big genius. Time to start coming up with the solutions."
Henchy's yellow gloved finger pointing straight at me accusing me.
"Yeah you are right." I tell him. Lets get out of my hidden lair where its safe and we wont get killed by deadly synthoids. Lets storm the Australian capital, retake the country, expose the conspiritors to the public, deactivate the telepathic signal thats got the entire population in thrall." I pause for sarcastic effect. "We already tried that two months ago. We released all the meta-humans out of Olympus. It did sweet f%$^ all. The escapees were either re-captured, went to ground, or left the country. I got the rest of us back here where they can't find us. Then what happened? They found and destroyed the sattelite array I use to teleport. So we're stuck here."

"Oh yeah I forgot." appologised Henchy. "You got anymore beer?"
I told Henchy where the beer was and he left to get it. He didn't come back.

Galdys came by. You remember her, she's the old lady who met us in that elevator in Brisbane. She clears the pile of beer cans that Henchy left behind, her arm stretches out in front of my line of sight. She's got a tattoo. Its a barcode.
"Where did you get a tattoo like that." I asked.
"Oh that. Rebellious teenager." she tells me and continues on her way.

I sat there trying to work out what went wrong but all I colud think about was Galdys' barcode tattoo.
It must have been the beer slowing down my thinking because it suddenly dawned on me. It couldn't have been there always cause the ink was dark not faded as a 40 year old tattoo looks like on a 60 year olds skin. It really must have been the beer cause barcodes weren't common 40 years ago. I get up and find Galdys in the kitchen washing dishes.
"Lucy you've some 'splaining to do." I utter in my worst Cuban accent.
"Umm are you talking to me?" replies Galdys.
"Your not 60 years old are you?" I accuse. "You'd know that line, you'd know Lucille Ball."
Galdys' face doesn't register to the name. So I continue.
"Elizabeth Taylor, Judy Garland, The Wizard of Oz, The Sound of Music, Julie Andrews. Elvis, Hank Williams, The Beatles, Rolling Stones, Cliff Richard. Stop me when you know the name of the artist." I tell her. "Diana Ross, Marvin Gaye, David Bowie, Elton John, Bruce Springsteen, George Micheal, Micheal Jackson, Australian Crawl, Dexi's Midnight Runners, Phill Collins, U2, Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Madona, Brittany Spears." I stop. Gladys is still just smiling.
"That was a lot of names. You know them all?" she asks innocently. She puts her hands back in the sink to continue washing the dishes. I go to grab her hands to get her attention again and the water is scalding hot.
"Aaaaaaargh." I scream. I cradle my burned hand. Galdys quickly turns the cold water on she takes my hand puts it under the cooling water. He concern is only for my hand.
"Stay there I'll get Fortuna. She'll fix it for you." smiles Galdys. "You just keep your hand in the cold water."

This old lady's not an old lady. Of that I'm quite sure.