Re: The Grand Battle S2G1! [Round One: Alpha Complex!]
06-04-2010, 12:46 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Wojjan.
"Arkal, this is senseless. It's clear you need a new weapon to deal with me." The lime green golem twiddled his thumbs while Arkal desperately tried to form the man into a blade.
Arkal no longer had any idea what to do, or where he ended up. He searched around for something, anything with enough heat to mend the man into a more suitable shape for such a noble material. He let out a few wheezes as he finally gave in. "Okay... Like what?"
"Something with the ability to warm things up. Do the impossible, and make a hammer out of your forge." He smiled and walked away, as Arkal stood puzzling his next move.
He followed the exact same way back as they came, only to see Sikarius pass through the doors again. "No, no, no! Maxwell, what did I just tell you?!"
"Hey, this is the 'Grand Battle' so you'd better be off battling."
"Though I don't like to admit it, the boy is right. He should be off fighting, not talking to a lump of metal! Now, boy, fight him!"
It wasn't much of a fight. Afraid of what Sikarius would do to him if he disobeyed, Mexwell ran at Kracht, arms flapping around everywhere. Kracht quickly dodged and, again, treated Sikarius as a leash.
"Boy, I won't settle for this. Show him what you're made of! This is no treatment for a royal Wyrm!"
"Unnnggg... It hurts."
Kracht flung Maxwell back through the sliding doors, without another word. He kept guard in front of the door, as usual. The timeline was settled for again. He wasn't guarding Jen to stay inside, and it wasn't because she'd attack whatever is of Friend Computer, but he stood there, and she was inside, with Maxwell. They were soon to fight because of Sikarius's anger.
"Arkal, this is senseless. It's clear you need a new weapon to deal with me." The lime green golem twiddled his thumbs while Arkal desperately tried to form the man into a blade.
Arkal no longer had any idea what to do, or where he ended up. He searched around for something, anything with enough heat to mend the man into a more suitable shape for such a noble material. He let out a few wheezes as he finally gave in. "Okay... Like what?"
"Something with the ability to warm things up. Do the impossible, and make a hammer out of your forge." He smiled and walked away, as Arkal stood puzzling his next move.
He followed the exact same way back as they came, only to see Sikarius pass through the doors again. "No, no, no! Maxwell, what did I just tell you?!"
"Hey, this is the 'Grand Battle' so you'd better be off battling."
"Though I don't like to admit it, the boy is right. He should be off fighting, not talking to a lump of metal! Now, boy, fight him!"
It wasn't much of a fight. Afraid of what Sikarius would do to him if he disobeyed, Mexwell ran at Kracht, arms flapping around everywhere. Kracht quickly dodged and, again, treated Sikarius as a leash.
"Boy, I won't settle for this. Show him what you're made of! This is no treatment for a royal Wyrm!"
"Unnnggg... It hurts."
Kracht flung Maxwell back through the sliding doors, without another word. He kept guard in front of the door, as usual. The timeline was settled for again. He wasn't guarding Jen to stay inside, and it wasn't because she'd attack whatever is of Friend Computer, but he stood there, and she was inside, with Maxwell. They were soon to fight because of Sikarius's anger.
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