4.04: Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Word.

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There's a tiny hourglass on a choker around Daemon's neck. It's always been there. At the moment she was first compiled, the sand was all in the top half of the glass, and it's been slowly draining through ever since.

Now, as she stands at the threshold of Mainframe's Principal Office, the last grain of sand comes to rest.

Daemon stops dead in her tracks. As she speaks, her words seem to echo in the infected ground and sky around her:

"I am Daemon.
I am not an entity; I am a time.
My time is now.
The Word is CRON."

"NO!" Bob gasps. "Not a Cron virus..."

Daemon's body shimmers, blurs, then dissolves in a cascade of orange sparks. All that's left is a vaguely person-shaped mass of green light where she stood. (Is this really Daemon? Was the girl just another puppet, another vessel for the Word?)

The light flows upward and outward, losing its shape and coherence as it goes. It spreads through the system, through the open port, through the portals still open above the Principal Office. Every system in the 'Net is bathed in its green glow.

Throughout the 'Net, every sprite, binome, and numeral who remains touched by the Word stops dead in their tracks, just as their mistress did. They close their eyes and begin counting down.

"111100... 111011... 111010..."

Comments

Re: Epilogue

[first-sixth.livejournal.com]

"Look after yourself, yeah?" Tommy says to Danny. Then he follows Tilda and the others; he doesn't know Bob as well as he knows Dot, but he does like and respect the guy. They've got similar duties to their respective societies, and Tommy's been in similar positions himself.

Plus, like Tilda, he may be of some use. If nothing else he's good at keeping order and getting people to back off when necessary.

Re: Epilogue

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"Don't worry. I'll be fine," Danny said to Tommy. "I just need some food, rest, and..." Wince, as he took to the air and his back protested. "Plenty of icepacks."

He was already healing--the bleeding from his head had stopped.

"Just...worry about Bob."

He was.

Re: Epilogue

[bprd_agent_red]

Hellboy looks at the group with Bob and then at the leaving Danny. Infirmaries aren't really his thing so he raises a hand and calls out, "Hey kid wait, I'll go with ya. Doesn't look like they need me here anymore and I could use a drink and a couple dozen burgers."

He's not opposed to ice either.