I haven't read much BoM at all, so don't know the character well enough to work with directly, but if you want to run with this 's cool with me. ![[Image: smile.gif]](http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/images/emoticons/smile.gif)
Should be a shared 'verse, after all.
(The bloodworm thingies are the only overt supernatural element in that series, right? If so, I can't see any particular logic problems with melding continuities.)
Accursed district? I see he knows Nerima well. ^.^
...Come to think of it, even if he dates from a later period, the odds are pretty darn high that Manji will have run into Happy on occasion...
It would be more than fifty years before a new generation of hyperphysicists unraveled the story behind the Ring.
In a more stable and less supernatural universe, the chunk of warped spacetime -- a forgotten byproduct of alien artwork -- would have impacted the Earth fourteen years later and thousands of miles away. Here, however, matters were more complicated.
The center of that complication was another Assiti artifact, of similar composition but radically different properties, which had buried itself almost unnoticed in the soil of the Kanto plain many centuries previously. This 'Splinter' formed a two-way conduit, a time tunnel spanning exactly four hundred and twenty-eight years, accessible only to beings of strange power and destiny.
That tunnel had wreaked subtle havoc on the Earth. Its presence locked history into an unchangeable mold... and here, on this world in this universe, that was simply unacceptable. Chaos, here, was more than an impersonal force -- it was very nearly a sentient creature in its own right -- and the Splinter pinned it down like a butterfly under glass. It thrashed, it struggled, but even its attempts to free itself were bound into the emerging pattern. Ridiculously unchangeable, events in the immediate vicinity of the tunnel became unchangeably ridiculous. The same story, played out over and over again with different actors, decade after decade, century upon century.
One such story had just ended when the Shard neared Earth. Another was already under way, but it was diluted, stretched through the tunnel itself. Chaos, seeking any possible means of escape, reached out... latched onto the Shard...
...and PULLED.
The Shard met the Splinter at high speed. The two fragments of art, so similar yet so different, simultaneously amplified and negated one another. Instead of swapping the
area around the Splinter with a random piece of land from a random time, the impact switched the tunnel itself end-for-end. A sphere covering a five-kilometer radius around the Higurashi Shrine exchanged places with its geographical equivalent of four hundred and twenty-eight years in the past... and, as had happened so many times on so many other Earths, a new universe was born and its parent reality was forever altered.
This time, though, a connection remained. The Splinter remained, no longer a temporal distortion but a dimensional bridge, no longer a thorn in the side of chaos. And no longer restricted to a chosen few.
But that would not become clear for some time to come.
The wedding guests dove for cover, reflexively reached for weapons they'd checked at the door, and otherwise behaved as one would expect when a burst of impossibly loud thunder had just rolled across them. Searing light in a myriad of impossible colors roiled across the sky in a ten-kilometer dome, wildfire like nothing that had ever been seen before. Every living creature within the dome was struck by the bizarre sensation of falling in a completely alien direction at extraordinary speed for far, far too long...
...and then it stopped.
Ranma and Akane Saotome broke the kiss and stared at each other for several seconds.
"...Wow," Ranma managed. "Want to try that again?"
--Sam
"Evil, chum, is ever-green."
Should be a shared 'verse, after all.(The bloodworm thingies are the only overt supernatural element in that series, right? If so, I can't see any particular logic problems with melding continuities.)
Accursed district? I see he knows Nerima well. ^.^
...Come to think of it, even if he dates from a later period, the odds are pretty darn high that Manji will have run into Happy on occasion...
It would be more than fifty years before a new generation of hyperphysicists unraveled the story behind the Ring.
In a more stable and less supernatural universe, the chunk of warped spacetime -- a forgotten byproduct of alien artwork -- would have impacted the Earth fourteen years later and thousands of miles away. Here, however, matters were more complicated.
The center of that complication was another Assiti artifact, of similar composition but radically different properties, which had buried itself almost unnoticed in the soil of the Kanto plain many centuries previously. This 'Splinter' formed a two-way conduit, a time tunnel spanning exactly four hundred and twenty-eight years, accessible only to beings of strange power and destiny.
That tunnel had wreaked subtle havoc on the Earth. Its presence locked history into an unchangeable mold... and here, on this world in this universe, that was simply unacceptable. Chaos, here, was more than an impersonal force -- it was very nearly a sentient creature in its own right -- and the Splinter pinned it down like a butterfly under glass. It thrashed, it struggled, but even its attempts to free itself were bound into the emerging pattern. Ridiculously unchangeable, events in the immediate vicinity of the tunnel became unchangeably ridiculous. The same story, played out over and over again with different actors, decade after decade, century upon century.
One such story had just ended when the Shard neared Earth. Another was already under way, but it was diluted, stretched through the tunnel itself. Chaos, seeking any possible means of escape, reached out... latched onto the Shard...
...and PULLED.
The Shard met the Splinter at high speed. The two fragments of art, so similar yet so different, simultaneously amplified and negated one another. Instead of swapping the
area around the Splinter with a random piece of land from a random time, the impact switched the tunnel itself end-for-end. A sphere covering a five-kilometer radius around the Higurashi Shrine exchanged places with its geographical equivalent of four hundred and twenty-eight years in the past... and, as had happened so many times on so many other Earths, a new universe was born and its parent reality was forever altered.
This time, though, a connection remained. The Splinter remained, no longer a temporal distortion but a dimensional bridge, no longer a thorn in the side of chaos. And no longer restricted to a chosen few.
But that would not become clear for some time to come.
The wedding guests dove for cover, reflexively reached for weapons they'd checked at the door, and otherwise behaved as one would expect when a burst of impossibly loud thunder had just rolled across them. Searing light in a myriad of impossible colors roiled across the sky in a ten-kilometer dome, wildfire like nothing that had ever been seen before. Every living creature within the dome was struck by the bizarre sensation of falling in a completely alien direction at extraordinary speed for far, far too long...
...and then it stopped.
Ranma and Akane Saotome broke the kiss and stared at each other for several seconds.
"...Wow," Ranma managed. "Want to try that again?"
--Sam
"Evil, chum, is ever-green."