RE: [Wizard Jail] (mini-battle)
07-31-2017, 07:28 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-31-2017, 08:51 PM by Pharmacy.)
"Ah, an impasse." The philosopher kings - Vocifer included - had a penchant for self-narration. "Vocifer Vox demands the name of his worthy opponent."
"Larry." The golem intoned. "I'm gonna crush you."
"LARRY, so it shall be! A strong name but not strong as I, Vocifer Vox, who shall triumph in this petty battle most certainly and TRIUMPH OVER THE FALSE GODS ONCE AGAAAaaagh"
Vocifer soon found himself mobbed by five tables. His opponent tried to cave in his skull while he was distracted but got a table in his face for all his troubles. Now his clearly more advantageous opponent is busy, the dragon-man had the perfect opportunity to escape. But...Vocifer remembered he forgot something...important.
SHIT. FALAFEL. If he didn't got that rare treat anytime soon, it'll be next month before he had the opportunity to do so. With more desperation than he characteristically had, Vocifer scrambled up the golem and proceeded to rush to the front of the line, using the heads of panicking mob as stepping stones to get to his delicious, artery-clogging goal.
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1) Vocifer is really gunning for that falafel.
2) I have no other words.
"Larry." The golem intoned. "I'm gonna crush you."
"LARRY, so it shall be! A strong name but not strong as I, Vocifer Vox, who shall triumph in this petty battle most certainly and TRIUMPH OVER THE FALSE GODS ONCE AGAAAaaagh"
Vocifer soon found himself mobbed by five tables. His opponent tried to cave in his skull while he was distracted but got a table in his face for all his troubles. Now his clearly more advantageous opponent is busy, the dragon-man had the perfect opportunity to escape. But...Vocifer remembered he forgot something...important.
SHIT. FALAFEL. If he didn't got that rare treat anytime soon, it'll be next month before he had the opportunity to do so. With more desperation than he characteristically had, Vocifer scrambled up the golem and proceeded to rush to the front of the line, using the heads of panicking mob as stepping stones to get to his delicious, artery-clogging goal.
--
1) Vocifer is really gunning for that falafel.
2) I have no other words.