DiTS
Five men stood around a hulking piece of machinery. Each was a study in unusual physiostructure. The oddest looking, arguabley, had white hair that hung to below his shoulders, and what looked like goggles over his eyes. Except they were his eyes. Adding to his strangeness were the prosthetic legs and the claw-like hand with which he patted hanks of his white beard.
Another, with a mop of grey hair, had no visible optical structure at all, but his nose extended far beyond the bowl-cut hair hiding his eyes. The third stood out only because of the bird-beak nose held on his face by two elastic bands around his head and the spikes his grey hair formed.
The fourth had beady black eyes and toothpick shaped moustache ends taht stuck out past his black covered head. The fifth was extremely tall, but other wise a normal looking, bald, presumable Chinese man.
"Well," the second sounded out in his nasal voice, "It's completed."
"And now, we test it," the first gleefully reached out a finger, but was stopped by the hand of the fifth.
"Shouldn't we take saftey precautions?" he asked.
"None should be necesary," the third negated, "After all, it will draw an entity from another dimension here, rather than something here to another dimension."
"That is, of course, hypothetical," the fourth pointed out.
"Well, there is only one way to find out if it will work, you know," the first clicked his hand.
"For future reference," the second snorted, "Just what are we going to call this thing?"
A moment of silence occured while the men pondered. Then the first started snickering.
"What," beak-nose raised an eyebrow, "is so funny?"
"We shall call it HyDiT," the goggle-eyed man snickered.
"'Hide it'?" mop-hair snorted, "What kind of name is that?"
"An acronym for 'Hypothetical Dimensional Transport,'" he laughed, "And if it is successful, we shall call it a 'Dimensional Travel System,' or 'DiTS,' for short."
"Good grief," mop-hair sighed, "Well then, let us test it."
The button was pressed, and the machine began to whir. Clicks and clacks meshed with beeps and whistles to create a cacophony of noise. The noise level peaked, and an explosion knocked all five of them off their feet into various solid objects, knocking them all out.
at the other end of things....
"Trees and grass, and more trees and grass," grumbled the blonde traveler.
"You could have stayed behind," his companion teased, "I'm sure that the people would have been most kind to the Hero that destroyed Dark Dragon once and for all."
"I didn't do it by myself!" the blonde yelped, "And besides, Max, I couldn't let you disappear from the face of the planet completely without ovservation, now could I?"
"That would have been nice," Max rolled his eyes.
"Aw, come on," the blonde yelped, "It's not that bad, is it?"
"There are some things that you know so well, Ian" Max shook his head, "But in so many ways you are naive."
"At least I don't have a knowledge gap of twenty years!" Ian laughed.
"You don't know anything about twenty years ago!" Max snorted, "I just don't know anything about the time between."
"So you're really in no better shape than I am," Ian tripped over a tree root and fell on his face. Just as he hit the ground, Max disappeared in a soundless, unseen warp in space.
Things get much worse before they even think about getting better.
If this should go somewhere else, please tell me, I though about putting it in Shining Force or in Gundam Wing, but since it's a crossover, well, that's where I put it.
Five men stood around a hulking piece of machinery. Each was a study in unusual physiostructure. The oddest looking, arguabley, had white hair that hung to below his shoulders, and what looked like goggles over his eyes. Except they were his eyes. Adding to his strangeness were the prosthetic legs and the claw-like hand with which he patted hanks of his white beard.
Another, with a mop of grey hair, had no visible optical structure at all, but his nose extended far beyond the bowl-cut hair hiding his eyes. The third stood out only because of the bird-beak nose held on his face by two elastic bands around his head and the spikes his grey hair formed.
The fourth had beady black eyes and toothpick shaped moustache ends taht stuck out past his black covered head. The fifth was extremely tall, but other wise a normal looking, bald, presumable Chinese man.
"Well," the second sounded out in his nasal voice, "It's completed."
"And now, we test it," the first gleefully reached out a finger, but was stopped by the hand of the fifth.
"Shouldn't we take saftey precautions?" he asked.
"None should be necesary," the third negated, "After all, it will draw an entity from another dimension here, rather than something here to another dimension."
"That is, of course, hypothetical," the fourth pointed out.
"Well, there is only one way to find out if it will work, you know," the first clicked his hand.
"For future reference," the second snorted, "Just what are we going to call this thing?"
A moment of silence occured while the men pondered. Then the first started snickering.
"What," beak-nose raised an eyebrow, "is so funny?"
"We shall call it HyDiT," the goggle-eyed man snickered.
"'Hide it'?" mop-hair snorted, "What kind of name is that?"
"An acronym for 'Hypothetical Dimensional Transport,'" he laughed, "And if it is successful, we shall call it a 'Dimensional Travel System,' or 'DiTS,' for short."
"Good grief," mop-hair sighed, "Well then, let us test it."
The button was pressed, and the machine began to whir. Clicks and clacks meshed with beeps and whistles to create a cacophony of noise. The noise level peaked, and an explosion knocked all five of them off their feet into various solid objects, knocking them all out.
at the other end of things....
"Trees and grass, and more trees and grass," grumbled the blonde traveler.
"You could have stayed behind," his companion teased, "I'm sure that the people would have been most kind to the Hero that destroyed Dark Dragon once and for all."
"I didn't do it by myself!" the blonde yelped, "And besides, Max, I couldn't let you disappear from the face of the planet completely without ovservation, now could I?"
"That would have been nice," Max rolled his eyes.
"Aw, come on," the blonde yelped, "It's not that bad, is it?"
"There are some things that you know so well, Ian" Max shook his head, "But in so many ways you are naive."
"At least I don't have a knowledge gap of twenty years!" Ian laughed.
"You don't know anything about twenty years ago!" Max snorted, "I just don't know anything about the time between."
"So you're really in no better shape than I am," Ian tripped over a tree root and fell on his face. Just as he hit the ground, Max disappeared in a soundless, unseen warp in space.
Things get much worse before they even think about getting better.
If this should go somewhere else, please tell me, I though about putting it in Shining Force or in Gundam Wing, but since it's a crossover, well, that's where I put it.