Re: Mini-Grand 5104 (Final Round: The Treasury)
09-13-2011, 06:29 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Ixcalibur.
Slowly the dust cleared to reveal a group of five heavily armed thieves. At the head of the group was a pirate wearing a scarlet longcoat, tricorne hat and a jet black mask. This was the acclaimed crossdressing pirate Ripper Blackmask. She was of a slender build and had long brown hair that fell to just over halfway down her back.
Behind her was a woman whose appearance was that of a sensible librarian on a mission to rob a heavily guarded vault. What this essentially amounted to was a bulletproof vests and lots of pockets with useful tools crammed into them, and her hair up in a bun. This was the woman who had been present at Helen’s unusual birth; Fiona Guille.
Also present was a scruffy looking welsh kid, his head bowed in prayer to the many gods that chattered away in his head. Saint Timothy might not have seemed an obvious choice for raiding The Treasury, but he had a wealth of experience in thievery.
Then there was what could only be described as the muscle of the group. Heavily built, and dumb as a plank Sammy Therion surprisingly had the ability to control the flow of Karma, though he had to really concentrate to make any noticeable impact.
Finally there was a creature that resembled Tigar and Panthar, the only difference being that she had tawny fur and was carrying the same high-tech weaponry as the thieves. In truth this was Pha. In her natural shape she was little more than sentient red ooze. Her shapeshifting abilities made her invaluable for jobs like this.
“Down on the ground ye scurvy lot!” Ripper exclaimed. “Nobody make a move and we might just let ye live.” Hector was only too happy to do as they requested, pulling Helen to the ground alongside him.
“Coogar?” Tigar asked. “How could you work with these thieves? Don’t you know how important it is to keep Mistress Helen safe? Do you need me to tell you the story of her birth again?” Pha responded by rolling her eyes and blasting the troublesome Tigar with her laser pistol.
“Tigar!” Panthar cried in horror. His comrade collapsed to the floor, a smoking hole blown through his head.
“Now see what ye’ve gone and made us do?” Ripper said; she tutted judgementally at the remaining guard. Pha transformed, for a moment passing through her gelatinous form. She quickly took the shape of Tigar, nodded to her comrades and headed back into the corridor beyond the destroyed wall.
“Unfortunately for you, you didn’t bargain on going up against ANARCHY ALPHA-” The first chinchilla began, causing Hector to bury his head in his hands.
“-and CHIN-KILLA X-TREME!” The other chinchilla finished, ending their speech with a fist-bump. The thieves stared bewilderedly at the oversized rodents, before Fiona sighed heavily and opened fire upon the pair. After a couple of blasts on each were completely ineffectual she stopped and raised an eyebrow.
“You must not know that-” Anarchy Alpha started.
“-our fur is completely laserproof!” Chin-Killa X-Treme finished and they triumphantly high-fived. Neither of the chinchillas noticed Saint Timothy soothingly whispering to Sammy Therion. It took a minute but slowly Sammy Therion gathered together enough focus and drained the life straight out of Chin-Killa X-Treme. Ripper laughed heartily as Anarchy Alpha stared in disbelief at his bro’s body. His eyes welled up with tears.
“You haven’t heard the last of Anarchy Alpha-” he said his voice furious and anguished at the same time. He all but burst into tears at the realisation his bro would never be finishing his sentences again, turned and fled deeper into the vault.
“Now that’s the vermin dealt with…” Ripper said, striding towards Helen and Hector. She reached down, grabbed Helen and hauled her to her feet. “They say ye are the most precious treasure of them all… I wonder how much power I’d get from ye.”
Hector was suddenly on his feet. “Let her go!” he yelled. Ripper effortlessly shoved him back to the floor. There was a click from behind her as Fiona pressed her laser pistol to the back of the pirate’s head.
“I will not let you harm my daughter.” Fiona said firmly. “This was a rescue mission.” Ripper only laughed.
“T'were never a rescue mission.” She said. “Yer so called daughter were always plunder.” All eyes were locked upon the pirate and the mother and daughter, all eyes except for those of Sammy Therion.
“Uhhh.” He rumbled in a low monotone. “What that?” Suddenly all eyes were on Hector, and a swarm of angry chittering insects that just kept expanding.
Slowly the dust cleared to reveal a group of five heavily armed thieves. At the head of the group was a pirate wearing a scarlet longcoat, tricorne hat and a jet black mask. This was the acclaimed crossdressing pirate Ripper Blackmask. She was of a slender build and had long brown hair that fell to just over halfway down her back.
Behind her was a woman whose appearance was that of a sensible librarian on a mission to rob a heavily guarded vault. What this essentially amounted to was a bulletproof vests and lots of pockets with useful tools crammed into them, and her hair up in a bun. This was the woman who had been present at Helen’s unusual birth; Fiona Guille.
Also present was a scruffy looking welsh kid, his head bowed in prayer to the many gods that chattered away in his head. Saint Timothy might not have seemed an obvious choice for raiding The Treasury, but he had a wealth of experience in thievery.
Then there was what could only be described as the muscle of the group. Heavily built, and dumb as a plank Sammy Therion surprisingly had the ability to control the flow of Karma, though he had to really concentrate to make any noticeable impact.
Finally there was a creature that resembled Tigar and Panthar, the only difference being that she had tawny fur and was carrying the same high-tech weaponry as the thieves. In truth this was Pha. In her natural shape she was little more than sentient red ooze. Her shapeshifting abilities made her invaluable for jobs like this.
“Down on the ground ye scurvy lot!” Ripper exclaimed. “Nobody make a move and we might just let ye live.” Hector was only too happy to do as they requested, pulling Helen to the ground alongside him.
“Coogar?” Tigar asked. “How could you work with these thieves? Don’t you know how important it is to keep Mistress Helen safe? Do you need me to tell you the story of her birth again?” Pha responded by rolling her eyes and blasting the troublesome Tigar with her laser pistol.
“Tigar!” Panthar cried in horror. His comrade collapsed to the floor, a smoking hole blown through his head.
“Now see what ye’ve gone and made us do?” Ripper said; she tutted judgementally at the remaining guard. Pha transformed, for a moment passing through her gelatinous form. She quickly took the shape of Tigar, nodded to her comrades and headed back into the corridor beyond the destroyed wall.
“Unfortunately for you, you didn’t bargain on going up against ANARCHY ALPHA-” The first chinchilla began, causing Hector to bury his head in his hands.
“-and CHIN-KILLA X-TREME!” The other chinchilla finished, ending their speech with a fist-bump. The thieves stared bewilderedly at the oversized rodents, before Fiona sighed heavily and opened fire upon the pair. After a couple of blasts on each were completely ineffectual she stopped and raised an eyebrow.
“You must not know that-” Anarchy Alpha started.
“-our fur is completely laserproof!” Chin-Killa X-Treme finished and they triumphantly high-fived. Neither of the chinchillas noticed Saint Timothy soothingly whispering to Sammy Therion. It took a minute but slowly Sammy Therion gathered together enough focus and drained the life straight out of Chin-Killa X-Treme. Ripper laughed heartily as Anarchy Alpha stared in disbelief at his bro’s body. His eyes welled up with tears.
“You haven’t heard the last of Anarchy Alpha-” he said his voice furious and anguished at the same time. He all but burst into tears at the realisation his bro would never be finishing his sentences again, turned and fled deeper into the vault.
“Now that’s the vermin dealt with…” Ripper said, striding towards Helen and Hector. She reached down, grabbed Helen and hauled her to her feet. “They say ye are the most precious treasure of them all… I wonder how much power I’d get from ye.”
Hector was suddenly on his feet. “Let her go!” he yelled. Ripper effortlessly shoved him back to the floor. There was a click from behind her as Fiona pressed her laser pistol to the back of the pirate’s head.
“I will not let you harm my daughter.” Fiona said firmly. “This was a rescue mission.” Ripper only laughed.
“T'were never a rescue mission.” She said. “Yer so called daughter were always plunder.” All eyes were locked upon the pirate and the mother and daughter, all eyes except for those of Sammy Therion.
“Uhhh.” He rumbled in a low monotone. “What that?” Suddenly all eyes were on Hector, and a swarm of angry chittering insects that just kept expanding.
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