#object novel | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

geometropolis · 1 year ago

Text

grt3D episode 20 (finale): the endpoint

origin z listened intently to her brother’s plan. “OKAY, Y… BUT WOULD IT WORK?”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN?” origin y asked.

“OCTAGON WAS ONLY ABLE TO REACH INTO THE 3RD DIMENSION BEFORE WHEN MÖBIUS STRIP WAS THERE. SHE HAS SOME DIMENSIONAL POWER NOW, BUT I DON’T KNOW IF SHE WOULD HAVE ENOUGH TO DO IT ON HER OWN.”

“SO WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST?”

“WELL, YOU CAN HELP HER.”

“HOW?”

“WELL, WHEN YOU KNOW HOW IT WORKS. SHAPES ARE ABLE TO CROSS INTO THE PARADOX WHEN ATTACHED TO ONE OF US, RIGHT?”

“...RIGHT.”

“SO, I’M THINKING, IF OCTAGON COULD DO HER 3D ARM THING WHILE ATTACHED TO YOU SHE’D BE ABLE TO REACH INTO THE 3RD DIMENSION.”

“OKAY… BUT NO, THAT WOULDN’T WORK. FOR ANY SHAPE TO BE ATTACHED TO ME THEIR LINES HAVE TO BE GONE.”

“SO JUST HAVE ONE OF THE OTHER SHAPES USE THE GRAPHER ON HER WHEN SHE’S ATTACHED TO YOU.”

“WOULD THAT REALLY WORK?”

“I THINK SO. BUT THEN, I DON’T KNOW IF OCTAGON WOULD BE ABLE TO REACH FAR ENOUGH WHEN SHE DOES DO IT… THE 2ND AND 3RD DIMENSIONS ARE PRETTY FAR APART.”

“...OH, HUH… WELL, I THINK I HAVE AN IDEA OF WHAT TO DO. WE GOT THIS! SO ANYWAY, UM, I’LL BE HERE. ONCE IT’S TIME FOR THE ELIMINATION COME TELL ME, AND OUR PLAN WILL BEGIN. THEN STICK THE CONTESTANTS TO YOURSELF AND FLY TO THE LOGARITHM LABYRINTH LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT!”

“THEIR LIVES DEPEND ON IT!”

“YES. OKAY. I’M JUST GONNA UPDATE THE FOLKS ON THIS END AND I’LL BE RIGHT BACK.”

“GOT IT, Y!”

“SEE YOU, Z.”

origin y flashed out of the paradox.

sphere smiled at origin z. “you got this.”

“i hope so… hey, i’ll be right back.”

origin z flashed out of the paradox herself and translated over to the cabin. she wasn’t surprised when she found hexagon sitting outside, wide awake.

“hey, hexagonal prism, you and the others will go home today.”

“what?” hexagon gasped. “really?”

“yes. my brother and i have come up with a plan… and it’ll only work if you, cylinder, and pyramid cooperate. i can’t really explain in detail but i think you’ll know when it’s time.”

“okay. got it. i’ll be sure to tell the others.”

“okey dokey!!! now i gotta go, before möbius strip sees me.”

“thank you so much, origin z!”

origin z giggled as she flew off.

hexagon held octagon’s pacifier in her hand and squeezed it. everything will be alright soon enough, she thought. just you wait…

…

“COME OUT, COME OUT, WHEREVER YOU ARE!!!!!!!!!!” möbius yelled. “IT’S ELIMINATION TIME! DOO-DOO!!!!”

cylinder groaned. she was too tired for this nonsense. she dragged pyramid out of bed and together with hexagon (who had still been outside when they found her) went over to möbius strip.

origin z heard möbius’s voice and flashed into the paradox.

“OKAY, PLEBS. IF YOU KNOW ME AT ALL, YOU KNOW WHO I’M ELIMINATING RIGHT NOW.”

“we actually, um, don’t know anything about you,” cylinder stated. “who are you, anyway? what are you?”

“THAT’S FOR ME TO KNOW AND FOR YOU TO FIND OUT.”

“...okay then.”

“ANYWHO… IT’S HEXAGON. WE ALL KNEW IT WAS GONNA BE HEXAGON. SPARKLE?”

origin z had flashed back. she was glowing. “yes?”

“TAKE HER AWAY!”

origin z began to buzz; not only hexagon, but also pyramid and cylinder were drawn towards her.

“WHAT? WHAT ARE YOU DOING???”

“hey, origin z,” hexagon piped up, “take the others. but leave me here. i’ll catch up to you.”

“...are you sure?” origin z asked.

“yes. now go!”

origin z stopped buzzing. with pyramid and cylinder attached, she began to soar over to the logarithm labyrinth.

möbius strip was seething. “WHAT THE HELL?” he was about to fly off when hexagon grabbed him.

“don’t think i’m done with you, möbius!” she yelled.

“LET GO OF ME, YOU WRETCH!”

“no way! i’m pissed off at you! you cling so strongly to the idea that everyone’s a monster that you’ve let yourself become one! you’re an idiot! you’re a hypocrite! my primes, what is wrong with you?”

“NOTHING. NOTHING AT ALL. STOP TRYING TO BE A HERO. HEXAGON. I SEE IT IN YOUR EYES, YOU JUST WANT TO SPITE ME. YOU JUST WANT SOME SELFISH, SELFISH CATHARSIS.”

“so what if i do?” hexagon cried. “i don’t care if you think i’m horrible! because we are the same! you’re not a god and neither am i! so shut up and stop acting like one!”

“but what if i am a god?” he whispered. “how would you know?”

meanwhile, origin z had arrived outside of the tunnel.

“okay,” she murmured to pyramid and cylinder. “good luck.”

the two nodded, smiled and began to crawl through the tunnel.

back in the 2nd dimension, origin y had attracted all of the shapes but oval to himself now that his sister had given him the signal.

“are you ready?” origin y asked.

oval gave him a thumbs up and blasted the shapes with the grapher. their limbs reappeared.

“okay, everyone. slowly and carefully stand up. hold hands and make a line… octagon should be at the end.”

trapezoid and pentagon squeezed each other’s hands. pentagon was holding octagon’s.

“are you okay?” she asked.

octagon’s face was clouded with fear. “i don’t know.”

“you can do this!”

“yeah!” trapezoid agreed.

octagon smiled slightly.

“now,” origin y continued in his gentle voice, “i’m going to flash just a little bit. i’m not gonna flash strong enough to go to the paradox, but just to give octagon more dimensional power. okay?”

octagon nodded.

origin began to glow a bright light.

“okay, octagon. reach your arm out. we can do this.”

octagon extended her free arm. slowly it began to rise out of the 2nd dimension, carrying her with it.

as she rose into that strange limbo she held tighter onto pentagon’s hand.

pyramid and cylinder had made their way into the cave, noticing the floating möbius strip in the center: their home, the 2nd dimension.

suddenly a fuschia hand reached out from the möbius strip, coming through it somehow, without a body visible on the other side.

“grab on!” octagon’s voice rang out. pyramid and cylinder did so. “NOW!” octagon yelled; origin y stopped transferring dimensional power to her, and they were all dragged back to the 2nd dimension.

origin y let go of all the shapes and they collapsed on the ground.

“home,” pyramid murmured. “home! i’m finally home!!” they hugged cylinder and the two wept.

“wait…” heart said, “w-where’s hexagon?”

octagon’s eyes widened.

“she told origin z to go without her, and that she’d catch up,” cylinder answered, wiping her eyes.

“...so we have to do it again,” square said.

“can you do it, origin?” kite asked. “octagon?”

“yes, we can,” origin y said. “but i’ll ask my sister what’s going on… i’ll be back in a sec…” with that he flashed away to the paradox.

at the same time, hexagon shoved möbius strip aside and began to run for the logarithm labyrinth.

she was speeding along as quick as she could, but möbius strip soon overtook her.

“hexagonal prism!” origin z called.

hexagon turned around.

origin z attracted the little polyhedron to herself, and together they flew to the tunnel entrance.

unfortunately, möbius got there first. he began to hit his body against the mouth of the cave tunnel, causing rocks to fall and block up the entrance.

“NO!” hexagon cried.

“don’t worry, pal!” origin z exclaimed. “you can take the long way around… and möbius strip won’t be able to stop you.”

she flew over to the base of the mountain, where there was an opening.

origin z released her and quickly returned her limbs. “okay. you’ll find your way there eventually… good luck! and thank you!!”

“thank you, origin z… i’ll miss you.”

origin z glowed. “i’ll miss you too. now get going!!!!”

hexagon began to traverse the network of caves and tunnels within the mountain. i wish octagon were here with me, she thought. we got through the labyrinth in the 2nd dimension so quickly together!

to play it safe, hexagon kept her right hand on the wall. it would take a while for her to find the tunnel to the 2nd dimension, but she would find it eventually.

möbius strip watched hexagon enter the mountain… so, like before, he bumped against the mouth of the cave so it was blocked off with rocks and stones. hexagon heard a distant rumble.

she was trapped in the labyrinth.

a sudden feeling of panic surged in her body, causing her to let go of the wall and frantically go from tunnel to tunnel.

meanwhile, origin y had just returned from the paradox.

“okay, guys, so hexagon has to traverse the 3D version of the logarithm labyrinth to get to us, so it might take a bit longer for her to get here,” he explained.

“wait, why?” pyramid asked.

“möbius strip blocked up the main entrance.”

“oh… the only other ways in are the skylight and the other tunnel, but both are way too small…”

“so how will she get back?” trapezoid fretted.

“well, we all got dragged back here once origin stopped flashing, right? because the dimensions were correcting themselves?” droplet asked.

cylinder nodded.

“then i might have an idea… pyramid, cylinder, could you possibly join our hand-holding chain? we’ll need to reach even farther…”

hexagon was running around erratically, desperately, not knowing what to do.

the 2D team repeated their plan, this time, with a longer shape chain, letting octagon fully emerge into the 3rd dimension. of course, she was still holding pentagon’s hand.

“HEXAGON?” she screamed. “HEXAGON!!!”

hexagon stopped in her tracks.

“FOLLOW MY VOICE, HEXAGON! WE’RE HERE TO GET YOU!”

“NO YOU’RE NOT,” an all too familiar voice growled.

“möbius?” octagon asked in surprise, glancing around. “geez, where is that voice coming from?”

möbius strip ignored her question. “WHY RESCUE HER?” he could not enter the cave, but his voice could; it echoed around octagon. “HEXAGON LEFT YOU IN YOUR TIME OF NEED. WHY SHOULD YOU TREAT HER ANY DIFFERENTLY?”

octagon ground her foot into the rocky floor in anger.

“WHY NOT MAKE HER FEEL THE SAME PAIN YOU DID?”

“BECAUSE I LOVE HER, YOU IDIOT!” octagon cried.

hexagon ran towards the sound of her voice, tears streaming down her cheeks. she found a deep hole in the wall; when she peered through, she could see octagon’s eyes, shining with tears and defiance.

“OCTAGON!” hexagon gasped.

“HEXAGON?”

octagon looked through from the other side.

“YOU’RE MAKING A GRAVE MISTAKE, OCTAGON,” möbius chided.

octagon stuck her hand through the tunnel. “IT’S THE BEST MISTAKE I’LL EVER MAKE! GRAB ON, HEXAGON!”

hexagon reached her arm into the tunnel, trying to feel for octagon’s hand. “I CAN’T REACH!” she cried.

“I HOPE YOU ALL DIE IN YOUR HELLHOLE,” möbius strip snarled.

“I HOPE SO TOO, MÖBIUS!” octagon screamed. “I HOPE SO TOO!”

she pushed herself against the cave wall, stretching her hand out as far as she could. she felt a hand in the darkness. she grabbed it and held tight.

“NOW, ORIGIN! NOW!!!!!!”

origin y ceased his flashing, and the shapes’ supply of dimensional power was cut off. they all were pulled back to the 2nd dimension, hexagon phasing through the cave wall as her body entered limbo. she passed out.

meanwhile, möbius strip was now alone beside the mountain… well, not as alone as he would like.

“hello, sir!” origin z greeted.

“get away from me.”

“NO THANKS!!!!” and she began to buzz.

“WHAT? NO! STOP!!!”

but there was nothing he could do. möbius strip was dragged closer and closer towards his co-host.

“oh yeah,” she said, “don’t be surprised when you don’t see sphere in the paradox. i already let him go.”

with that, she flashed into the paradox.

…

“so we c-can finally go home,” heart sighed in relief.

“indeed we can,” cylinder – rectangle? – said.

“then let’s go!” pyramid – triangle? – exclaimed.

“wait, guys!” origin y yelped.

“what is it now, big guy?” parallelogram asked.

“it’s just… look, i know we’ll all see each other again. but this is still a goodbye, right?”

pentagon and trapezoid exchanged glances.

“so we should… we should say goodbye.”

“especially because…” square bit his lip. “we’re moving. all four of us group twoers. we’re moving out of geometropolis.”

droplet gasped. “no! square!”

“don’t worry!” circle patted her on the head. “we’ll keep in touch!”

“we may find someplace better than here,” square continued. “we may not. either way, we’re gonna explore this dimension a bit more…”

star fell onto him and wailed. “noooo!!!! i’ll miss you so much, bro!”

square chuckled. “oh yeah? well i’ll miss you more!!!”

the shapes gave their farewells, all of them temporary. they would see each other again.

helvetica had been sitting around hexagon, who had still been knocked out. all of the commotion caused her to wake up.

she rubbed her eyes. “where… where am i?”

pentagon grinned at her, helping her up. “you’re home!”

hexagon looked around. “hey, where did octagon go?”

after a few moments, octagon reappeared, holding hexagon’s ukulele.

“you…” she began, “you left this.” she held out the instrument.

hexagon’s eyes glimmered. she held out octagon’s pacifier. “and you left this. trade?”

“yes, please.”

the best friends exchanged objects.

“hey…” hexagon murmured. “just for the record… i’m sorry. i had my reasons for doing what i did, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt.”

octagon averted her eyes. “yeah. it did hurt, and it still does… hexagon, i’m still upset at you. but thank you for the apology. i shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions… you’re one of my best friends forever, and i’m sorry i forgot that.”

“it’s okay, sweet girl.” hexagon extended her arms for a hug.

octagon simply took one of her hands and shook it, smiling softly. “we’re not there yet, cookie thief. but we will be.”

origin y watched in silence as the shapes slowly but surely left the field. it was the 20th day. just as long as the contract asked for.

“hey, origin,” a voice called.

origin y turned to see circle smiling up at him.

“thank you for everything,” circle said. and he kissed him.

circle then ran off to join his friends. “bye everyone!! love you all so much!!!!”

origin glowed. he flashed away to the paradox.

there was love etched into the fabric of the universe. there were emotions plotted onto its graph. it was held together through brunnian links.

geometropolis was not blank now.

it was full of color.

#story #object novel #osc #geometropolis #geometropolis: race to the 3rd dimension #grt3d