The Glorious Championship! [S3G5] [Round... Uh, Seven? The Oasis]

The Glorious Championship! [S3G5] [Round... Uh, Seven? The Oasis]
Re: The Glorious Championship! [S3G5] [Round Two: The Kestalvian Rainforest]
Originally posted on MSPA by veerserif.

It's raining again. It's been raining hard for a while now.

The clouds are hanging, heavy and expectant, in the sky as she makes her way through the rainforest, vegetation snapping with ticktock sounds. The rain dances above her hide, caught in an endless fallingrisingfallingrising loop.

The clouds will go where she goes. The first drops hit her, and rise back up.

If she opens her eyes, she can see each of them, the seven interlopers.

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Gabe stayed back. Gabe was, in fact, very good at staying back. Staying further back when bits of pirate began to drop out of Cailean's not-quite-almost jaw was really just child's play.

"I'm soooo happy..."

There was an eyeball dangling obscenely from Cailean's skeletal fingers. Gabe thought he might never forget the wet slurp of the soldier enjoying his meal.

Cailean turned to face him. A manic grin was plastered on his face, eye sockets dripping.. Gaurinn twisted, trying to pull Cailean away.

"Move, dammit!"

The soldier took one lumbering step towards Gabe. Almost without thinking, his arm started to twist and change. His clenched fist fused, becoming more massive, and Gabe held it out in front of him protectively.

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She is sweeping through, spindly hindlegs splayed out in twelves to help balance her. The snarls in the temporal fabric of the Kestalvian would-were-are meeting, all seven converging on a swathe of smooth time. She could remember how she would do it, and the certainty removed doubts.

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THAT HOST-STEALING BITCH --

The furious clacking of Etiyr's keys were nearly enough to drown out the rustling around them as the chimpanzee marching band approached. Elli's cat braced near her feet, back arched and hissing. Undeterred, the chimps advanced, gaudy purple and yellow clashing horribly with the greens and browns of the forest around them. In the center of the advancing line stood Bethany. She craned her neck to look at the sky while the rest of the band moved closer.

"It's going to rain." She looked back at Elli. Her cat coiled up to settle on her shoulder, moving like smoke. Bethany gestured at the largest chimpanzee, dressed in a fetching purple jacket with yellow tassels, fitted to his body. <font color="#33cc99">"Alpha-He-Who-Declines-The-Nipple has decided they - we - have learned all that we can from you."

Was that sadness or resignation in her voice? Elli tightened her grip on both Etiyr and her trombone.</font>

"What are you... Ah. Get us out of here, now."
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Another step forward. Gaurinn was throwing electricity at the former soldier now, causing Cailean's muscles to twitch and spasm as the bolts hit them. It gave his lumbering walk a twisting, shuddering motion, a puppet on a broken frame. His mouth opened in smiling anticipation.

Gabe turned and ran back into the dense jungle, Cailean dragging a reluctant Gaurinn along with him. As he ran, Gabe could feel the first fat drops of rain hit his head.

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Chimpanzees, when they want to, can be quite intimidating. The impromptu marching band closed in, fangs bared and miniature brass instruments raised in various threatening positions.

A many-limbed shadow fell across the clearing. As one, the chimpanzees turned to watch it pass. Bethany was the first to move, following its path. After a moment of brief hesitation, Alpha-He-Who-Declines-The-Nipple followed, as did the others. The plants around them sprouted, withered, grew and fell back, forming a clear path. The overall effect was of a curtain of vegetation parting neatly in front of them.


"FOLLOW THE CONVOWHORE NOW." Elli compliantly followed, trombone slung across her back, arm raised to shield her face from the rain that was starting to fall.

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Home/time bed/time more/time HURRY PLEASE -

Pause for a while. The rain is drumming on the forest now, and has always been. Trickles of water swell to white rushing rivers, rising, dividing, trapping. All around, the paradox grass sprouts.

- IT'S TIME.

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RULES ADDENDUM - by MaxieSatan - 04-24-2011, 04:31 PM
Re: The Glorious Championship! [S3G5] [Round Two: The Kestalvian Rainforest] - by GBCE - 11-13-2011, 01:25 PM