Re: Mini-Grand 5104 (Round 1: Parliament)
07-14-2011, 12:59 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Ixcalibur.
Though the mind of the siskan minister was currently that of a merciless killing machine with lightning fast reflexes, its body was the siskan equivalent of a forty year old office worker who happened to have a fondness for donuts. After killing its prey it found itself alarmingly out of breath and perspiring from the cracks in its exoskeleton.
The siskan, known to his former colleagues as Wendell Brooks, scuttled over to the yahlang pool and hungrily gulped down the muddy water, quenching his sudden burning thirst.
Obfuscation found itself being forced down a very narrow very fleshy passageway that it had no chance in hell of discerning to be the gullet of another creature. Soon it found itself deposited into a roomy sac with a whole bunch of a liquid that stung on contact and chunks of rotten meat (part of a balanced siskan’s diet). Lacking the correct sensory organs to be repulsed by the sickening aroma, and the wherewithal not to immerse itself in digestive acids, Obfuscation splashed merrily around in Wendell’s stomach.
They say that ignorance is bliss. This is especially true when being swallowed whole and thrown up by a massive scorpion monster. For Obfuscation it was perhaps comparable to a water slide at a particularly unsanitary water park. When the fun ride was over it was left in a puddle of digestive fluid, rancid meat and partially digested golem parts.
Wendell, understandably not feeling well, retreated to his cocoon where he curled up and whimpered quietly to himself.
Though the mind of the siskan minister was currently that of a merciless killing machine with lightning fast reflexes, its body was the siskan equivalent of a forty year old office worker who happened to have a fondness for donuts. After killing its prey it found itself alarmingly out of breath and perspiring from the cracks in its exoskeleton.
The siskan, known to his former colleagues as Wendell Brooks, scuttled over to the yahlang pool and hungrily gulped down the muddy water, quenching his sudden burning thirst.
Obfuscation found itself being forced down a very narrow very fleshy passageway that it had no chance in hell of discerning to be the gullet of another creature. Soon it found itself deposited into a roomy sac with a whole bunch of a liquid that stung on contact and chunks of rotten meat (part of a balanced siskan’s diet). Lacking the correct sensory organs to be repulsed by the sickening aroma, and the wherewithal not to immerse itself in digestive acids, Obfuscation splashed merrily around in Wendell’s stomach.
They say that ignorance is bliss. This is especially true when being swallowed whole and thrown up by a massive scorpion monster. For Obfuscation it was perhaps comparable to a water slide at a particularly unsanitary water park. When the fun ride was over it was left in a puddle of digestive fluid, rancid meat and partially digested golem parts.
Wendell, understandably not feeling well, retreated to his cocoon where he curled up and whimpered quietly to himself.
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