Towerld Level 0019: The Double Trouble of Catastrophe and Cataclysm

By Doctor Deicide

No time for taking a break after a breakup.

To quell the riot against the Barrier-free Brigade, which has ruled multiple floors of Towerld, Hector_1304 impersonates “Lazy Lune” Namar Keddaley Llama, the Masked Malicious MegaloMonk. Then, that troublesome tactician gets on his way.

The fire is unleashed, and the indoor space is struck with the catastrophe of hellfire. Then, the cataclysm of tsunami fall from above sinks the world of big building beneath the water. The Chibird runs wild in the confusion, and the upgraded massacre machine marches across the artificially formed lake to close in for the kill.

Will the Twisted Tyrant and his Barrier-free Brigade be subdued by the double trouble of the artificial disasters? What is the objective of the one who has set up this trap?

The all-out war of “the tactician versus the wheeler-dealer” is inevitable. Who will emerge as the victor of the ordeal? Hector_1304 may have to assume the role as the chief guard, the jester, or the bargaining chip.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Mar 23, 2020
• ISBN: 9781678037932

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Part One

--- 01 ---

Does the Barrier-free Brigade look this imposing, when I face off against it from the front?

This place is a part of the barrier-free spiral slope, known as the Basin Broadway. The elevation is slightly lower than those in other parts of the slope. Occasionally, the residents gather in the place, and start the group dancing, known as basin dance. Since most of them are the physically handicapped prostheticators, it ends up being not all that much visually entertaining.

There are so many people gathering in the basin, to the level that I cannot count them. No less than several hundreds of them, I suppose. I know that they are not out there to dance. This time, they are dancing in for a riot. They are attempting to ignite an uprising against the Barrier-free Brigade.

The one who controls and governs the Barrier-free Brigade, known as Towbie ‘the Twisted Tyrant’ Rhoentey Malgrokk, has already obtained the information, ahead of the game.

Heh, I cannot even hide my shock for the fact that there are actually the rebellious elements, who are discontent under me, on my turf that is the spiral slope. If the rebels, or the rabbles, think that they can actually attain a victory against me, then they are surely underestimating this wheeler-dealer.

The one who talks with the tone that does not show any indication of being shocked appears to have already concocted the next counterplan. That should be expected of the one known as the Wheelchair Wizard. In fact, I am executing his plan by playing my part now.

--- 02 ---

The plan is simple, at least on paper. I (Hector_1304) assume the now-familiar role as Lazy Lune Namar Keddaley Llama, the Masked Malicious MegaloMonk, join the riot while pretending to be the instigator, lead the uprising, and lose the battle while embarrassing the heck out of myself. According to the plan, the rioters will be demoralized by the very sight of the leader (coming out of nowhere, with absolutely no leadership skill) looking so weak and pathetic. The crowd will disperse, and the commotion will be diffused. Just like that. The success or the failure of this farce will depend on how well I act as Namar Keddaley Llama. I will face off against who are my allies for the most part, but I cannot count on them to exploit their acting ability. It is up to how I will sell my moves and be over as a cheesy villain to intentionally miss the boisterous maneuvers and make my storyline enemies (the Barrier-free Brigade) appear so glorious.

--- 03 ---

As I observe from the front the Barrier-free Brigade, the pack I belong to, I notice that this is surely a weird bunch of characters.

The very sight of hundreds of mobile machines, such as self-propelled wagons and many types of specialized vehicles, that are marching in orderly formation is imposing enough. As if that is not enough, combatively capable soldiers are forming a single lateral file in front of the brigade, in order to attempt to keep the rioting crowd in check.

Not surprisingly, there are the members of the Team Twisted. (If they are on the riot-controlling duty, who is now responsible for guarding the leader, Towbie?)

The most imposing of them all is Prop-Alla-Din. During the event named the Raccoon Rescue Rally, the mobile meat-grinder was put temporarily out of commission, no thanks to my cute master, Wendy. It is now repaired, and updated. It looks bigger, and meaner than ever. The feet are equipped with mobility-augmenting machines, whose mechanisms I have no idea of. Towbie told me that the tripping tin can (no thanks to the unbendable knees) is now getting the boost from the wheeled feet, to the extent that it does not have to depend on the propellers (mounted on the arms) as much. It appears to let the wheels assist the walking motion, to improve its ambulation ability. It is not that it completely relies on the motorized wheels. It still makes the walking motion by swinging the legs back and forth.

Including this Prop-Alla-Din, mystery gadgets from the upper floors are so hard to comprehend. In places unknown, in the past, wheeled shoes known as roller skates used to provide speed and mobility to the wearers. That is as much as I know, despite my being an avid reader of books. I wonder if that is the source of the inspiration for the mechanism.

It is not that a metallic doll standing upright moves around all over the place just with the rolling wheels underneath the soles. That surely appears as cheesy as a cheap toy made for kids. If Prop-Alla-Din makes such a farcical maneuver, then it cannot fully take advantage of its ability to wage a psychological warfare with its imposingly intimidating demeanor. Besides, if Prop-Alla-Din starts making such a nonsensical motion, then it defeats the purpose of its being in a humanoid form. If it were to move around solely with wheels, then it might as well get four limbs get amputated completely and then be attached to a self-propelled wagon to become a new type of Convertant or Toolant.

Anyway. At this point, I am not sure if Wendy, who has been getting heavy and slowing down as of late, can match up against the new-and-improved metallic menace of execution.

No one can speak of the Team Twisted, without mentioning the Detachables. (They have so little to talk about in the first place.) During the Raccoon Rescue Rally, both of the components (LeMarr