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Paul "Muad'dib" Atreides ([personal profile] thekillingword) wrote in [community profile] ten_fwd2016-03-25 02:22 am
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Open Intro:"A beginning is the time for taking the most delicate care that the balances are correct"



They'd explained to him what was going to happen: the Spice was going to leave his body, something that would normally result in a painful death. A chemical substitute, without Spice's psychoactive properties but similar enough to keep him alive, would be pumped into his veins. The process would be painful.

Paul had insisted on being tied to his bed rather than sedated. If he could face the Gom Jabbar, he could face this.

For days, those around the infirmary might hear his groans of pain, involuntary straining at the bonds that held him. What could possess a teenager to put themself through this?





Paul had never been one to resist looking, even when he wasn't going to like what he saw. Clearly this Q, the playful god, was trying to tempt or torture them. He thought himself immune to the former, at least. And talking to his father would not be so bad. If he truly were the Kwisatz Haderach, he'd have to get used to talking to the recently deceased.

So he headed to the holodeck. He expected to meet the old Duke, kind and wise, Leto Orestes Atreides I. The young man smirking at him from on top of a rocky outcrop was his own age, new to him, though strangely familiar.

"Have you come to gloat then, father? Leaving the Golden Path to me while you explore the far reaches of an unknown universe?" The boy said.

Paul, astonished, betrayed nothing with his face, though his thoughts churned.





Paul shook his damn head, looking down from a hillock at the cracked earth, the rows of plants that were withering in the sun. All around him were various mechanical parts, rather primitive in comparison to what they were used to on Enterprise. They would have to do. These people...They'd placed their trust in technology to save them. That had been their mistake.

"It's all wrong...How am I supposed to make a windtrap out of these materials?"
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[personal profile] unfallen 2016-03-26 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Islington was walking along, taking in the planet. So very different from earth. When he heard the man speak.

"You would be surprised. The people of Atlantis had many advanced technologies that were lost when it sank, yet the human race still found a way to continue.
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[personal profile] unfallen 2016-03-28 01:08 pm (UTC)(link)
The Angel smiles softly. "If you change the direction of the society, it could be. Say you save them from this specific suffering. Are you going to be here to save them from then next? What if they forget what they're grateful for? This is why our hosts have the rules they have. Or did you not read them?"
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[personal profile] unfallen 2016-03-30 01:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"The choice is always yours... But I have found when you help them a little, such creatures do become dependent. It is a most unfortunate situation."

The Angel is wise. That doesn't mean he's good, though. He's not evil; he's a bit self-serving.
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[personal profile] unfallen 2016-04-01 11:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, yes. By the power-hungry, perhaps? It is a fine line between protection and dictatorship. Though, it also depends upon the situation. Protection works in small ways - like a single planet. But for order to be maintained over a large scale - like a solar system, sometime dictating is necessary."

Well. That explains the Angel's apparent inconsistency when it comes to its desire to conquer Heaven.
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[personal profile] unfallen 2016-04-04 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Chaos is the catalyst for growth and change. Take the aptly named 'big bang'. This universe wouldn't exist without chaos."

Disorder isn't always bad.