//------------------------------// // 2.2 - Civilization From Dust, Civilization From Drilbur // Story: V for Victory, V for Victini! // by zelkova48 //------------------------------// Drilbur walked around the main atrium of the underground cavern that he was in. He received respectful bows and praise from the diamond dog denizens, as expected of a living deity, of which he would wave back to as he made his way to... actually he had no idea where he was going. He was just wandering without a clue as of where to go after the nice folks here threw him a banquet for whatever the occasion was. Must've been pretty special for them to prepare a feast fit for a king. Maybe it was someone's birthday or something. He thanked them all for the food before he began to walk and explore the underground. He walked pass the cold fusion reactor core that was powering the entire sprawling underground utopian metropolis just behind him, and shuffled right by the several silos that had a group of diamond dogs loading in what looked to be a boatload of hydrogen bombs. It was there that he found what he was looking for, a small little twig growing out of the ground that was just the right size. Drilbur ran on over and pulled it right out of the ground, sharpened it to be the right shape and used it as a toothpick to reach in and get out the pieces of roasted vegetable that were still stuck in his teeth after the banquet. All the while that he was sharpening it, he remained entirely oblivious to the fact that his mere presence has caused the entire race of the diamond dogs to accelerate technologically at an impossibly astounding rate. In the time it takes to finish a Pokemon battle, Drilbur has influenced the diamond dogs to go from being a primitive race that relied on iron tools and simple fire to a civilization that have just recently invented tech such as anti gravity manipulators, energy based weaponry, molecular teleporters and bipedal war engines armed with twin mounted liquid nitrogen cooled 9mm miniguns and incendiary pod rockets. He struggled at first to get the vegetable pieces out given how big his claws were, but once he got in the groove, those bits and pieces of leftover food didn't know what hit them. Answer: it was a homemade toothpick. Once the blasted food was out of his teeth, he placed his claw on the wall of the cavern and assumed a thinking stance as he placed his other claw on his chin and angled his foot in another direction. He began to think hard, screwing his eyes shut and straining his head in the process. He stopped and let out a deep breath. Thinking was harder than her thought without Victini around. Well, there isn't anything here that tells me about home, he thought. Unbeknownst to him though was that the wall he was leaning on wasn't a wall at all. Rather, it was the massive base of a thirty foot statue that captured his physical greatness which was entirely made out of solid gold. He was leaning on one of what appeared to be dozens in the hallway that he was in. There was a plaque on each one and they all had a different message on it. Some of them said things like: "Hail The Great One. May His Claws Never Dull. May His Radiance Never Dim" This statue depicted him in his usual stance. He was standing upright with both his claws up in the air. "And On The Seventh Day, The Great One Said: Let There Be Gems" This one showed him picking his nose, for when he had to get a boogie out of his nose during the banquet. "He Is Our Alpha And Our Omega" This one showed Drilbur using his tongue to see if he could reach the last pea that fell on the side of his plate. "The Great One Giveth, The Great One Taketh Away" This one shows him with a baby lamb nestled in his embrace in which a group of diamond dogs witnessed Drilbur performing a miracle where he brought a baby lamb back to life after it died from famine with a single touch. All in all, totally average stuff. Drilbur was broken from his concentration when he met the same dog that announced when he came here. Only this time he looked different. Instead of wearing a pair of old robes, he was wearing what looked like a general's outfit that was complete with a service cap and a collection of medals by his heart. "Ah, great one, this is where you've been" the dog greeted "I take it your walk has been pleasant" "Dril, dril, brilbur!" Drilbur replied happily. "I see, you were busy with your philosophical meditation. I understand, you must always remain keen and never falter in life" said the dog. "Dril, dril!" said Drilbur in response. "No, no, we cannot take the credit for what you've done. Our race has grown so exponentially because of your influence. For that, the diamond dogs are eternally grateful for you, great one" "Dril, dril, drilbur!" said Drilbur as he pointed to the ceiling. "Yes, I do believe it is time" said the dog as he motioned for Drilbur to follow him. Where Drilbur ended up was a matter transporter, one that sent him all the way to the main square of the metropolis. He and the dog were greeted with a massive crowd of diamond dogs that numbered in the thousands with an entire platoon of diamond dog praetorian honor guard standing behind them, respectfully flying their flag for all to see. They all cheered and praised Drilbur, much to his obliviousness. He just assume they were being nice. The dog then walked up to the podium that was set up in the center and began to speak. "My fellow dogs, today is that day!" he paused as the crowd roared "For too long we have lived under the tyranny and oppression of the solar tyrant! But that changes today!" the crowd roared once more. "The great one asked for time, and that time was granted by you; you the people, the great one's strength, the great one's dream! And in that time we have rebuild our race! We have rebuilt our armies! We have rebuilt our pride!" In the background, the diamond dogs mobile armor division began to set up their mech suits and began to arm all of the warheads for the hydrogen bombs. The sky division hopped into their anti grav hover jets and began to swarm throughout the massive atrium over head the crowd. Legions of dogs all marched in perfect unison, equipped with rail rifles and plasma grenades, towards their drops ships as they prepared for battle. "Great one, is there anything that you wish to say before we all meet with our destiny?" he asked as Drilbur approached the microphone. "Drilbur!" said Drilbur as he raised both his claws, elicting another cheer from the mass of dogs before him who were all crying and kneeling before his greatness. The dog beside him could only clap and wipe away the single tear that trailed down his eye, it was such a beautiful moment. Drilbur then walked off so that the dog could continue his speech. "My brothers and sisters, rejoice! For today, the time of pony has come to an end!"