RE: [Wizard Jail] (mini-battle)
08-09-2017, 10:20 PM
“Oh, but there are two issues,” Tittifer hummed. “One, you still had not been properly punished yet. Everyone knows about your little tantrum in the cafeteria and everyone wants your blood. If we do not put on a good show. A very good show –” Her eyes lit up. “People might tell.”
“Oh,” Vocifer did not want to deal with Angels. “Right.”
“Two, the Butterfly gang is – how should I say? Exclusive. You might have the chops. But! Until you prove yourself, you are merely a man with a trashy tattoo. A honorary member, you see.”
“Very well! How would I, Vocifer Vox, prove his worth?”
The observing crowd started to stomp their feet and chant. Gauntlet, gauntlet, gauntlet. The words raised into such an ominous crescendo that Vocifer was starting to have second thoughts about his decision. Tittifer smirked, looking as if she was anticipating this for a very long time. It was not an entirely benevolent look.
“The Gauntlet.”
Tittifer cracked her whip. Immediately, the crowd went wild. There was screaming, howling and for some reason, occasional sobbing. One kyton – the one he gouged the eye of – unlocked his chains. The other kyton brought him a set of what he assumed were Gauntlet-centric clothes, although to call it…clothes was a bit of a stretch.
It was stretchy at least. A little breezy though.
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1) Vocifer agrees to participate in “the Gauntlet,” an American Warrior-esque competition primed in extreme punishment and sadism, in exchange for secrecy from the Angels and membership to Butterfly.
2) Vocifer is wearing an embarrassing outfit consisting of a thong and strategically-placed belts.
“Oh,” Vocifer did not want to deal with Angels. “Right.”
“Two, the Butterfly gang is – how should I say? Exclusive. You might have the chops. But! Until you prove yourself, you are merely a man with a trashy tattoo. A honorary member, you see.”
“Very well! How would I, Vocifer Vox, prove his worth?”
The observing crowd started to stomp their feet and chant. Gauntlet, gauntlet, gauntlet. The words raised into such an ominous crescendo that Vocifer was starting to have second thoughts about his decision. Tittifer smirked, looking as if she was anticipating this for a very long time. It was not an entirely benevolent look.
“The Gauntlet.”
Tittifer cracked her whip. Immediately, the crowd went wild. There was screaming, howling and for some reason, occasional sobbing. One kyton – the one he gouged the eye of – unlocked his chains. The other kyton brought him a set of what he assumed were Gauntlet-centric clothes, although to call it…clothes was a bit of a stretch.
It was stretchy at least. A little breezy though.
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1) Vocifer agrees to participate in “the Gauntlet,” an American Warrior-esque competition primed in extreme punishment and sadism, in exchange for secrecy from the Angels and membership to Butterfly.
2) Vocifer is wearing an embarrassing outfit consisting of a thong and strategically-placed belts.