Re: The Grand Battle S2G1! [Round One: Alpha Complex!]
07-08-2010, 02:20 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Dragon Fogel.
Arkal grumbled. "How am I supposed to find my forge at this rate?"
Weo walked over to the blacksmith and stared him in the face.
"Oh, look at me! I'm the great Arkal, and I can't find my forge! Now I'm just an oversized dwarf who can't do anything except SMASH STUFF WITH MY FISTS!" he said, mockingly. "Suck it up and get on with the mission, Equipment Officer."
Arkal stared back at the Rillian. After a few minutes, he shrugged.
"Fine. But once this mission is over, you're helping me find my forge."
"Sure, sure. If it'll make you happy. Now let's get going."
The group followed Weo, with a general lack of enthusiasm.
***
Kracht had nearly caught up, knowing where the group would be at what time. He overheard the conversation, but it was nothing he hadn't heard before.
In countless iterations of this round, Arkal has never found that forge, he thought. I have grown so weary of his complaining about it. But, the strategic benefit of keeping him away from it outweighs this annoyance.
Kracht held a crystalline hand to where his chin would be if he possessed one. Of course, because I've been tagging along to keep him away from it, I've never really had a chance to investigate the disappearing forge myself. I wonder where it could have ended up.
***
In a barely-visited corridor of Alpha Complex, behind a rarely-opened door, a meeting took place.
"Let me get this straight. We have eight potential new recruits. We send you to get one of them. And you don't come back with any?" a clone in Green shouted at a nervous Red.
"Sorry, sir!" the Red said, saluting even though he wasn't sure exactly what the gesture meant. "But I didn't come back empty-handed!" He waved to the strange device behind him. It glowed a bright red due to the intense heat it generated.
"What is that?" the Green clone asked, still upset.
"Well... I'm not sure. But do we really need to know that in order to sell it?"
The Green clone looked thoughtful. "Good point. Maybe you've got what it takes to be in Free Enterprise after all."
The Red breathed a sigh of relief.
"But you've got to be the one to sell it. And don't let Friend Computer catch you."
The sigh suddenly faded.
"...yes, sir. I'll get on it right away."
Arkal grumbled. "How am I supposed to find my forge at this rate?"
Weo walked over to the blacksmith and stared him in the face.
"Oh, look at me! I'm the great Arkal, and I can't find my forge! Now I'm just an oversized dwarf who can't do anything except SMASH STUFF WITH MY FISTS!" he said, mockingly. "Suck it up and get on with the mission, Equipment Officer."
Arkal stared back at the Rillian. After a few minutes, he shrugged.
"Fine. But once this mission is over, you're helping me find my forge."
"Sure, sure. If it'll make you happy. Now let's get going."
The group followed Weo, with a general lack of enthusiasm.
***
Kracht had nearly caught up, knowing where the group would be at what time. He overheard the conversation, but it was nothing he hadn't heard before.
In countless iterations of this round, Arkal has never found that forge, he thought. I have grown so weary of his complaining about it. But, the strategic benefit of keeping him away from it outweighs this annoyance.
Kracht held a crystalline hand to where his chin would be if he possessed one. Of course, because I've been tagging along to keep him away from it, I've never really had a chance to investigate the disappearing forge myself. I wonder where it could have ended up.
***
In a barely-visited corridor of Alpha Complex, behind a rarely-opened door, a meeting took place.
"Let me get this straight. We have eight potential new recruits. We send you to get one of them. And you don't come back with any?" a clone in Green shouted at a nervous Red.
"Sorry, sir!" the Red said, saluting even though he wasn't sure exactly what the gesture meant. "But I didn't come back empty-handed!" He waved to the strange device behind him. It glowed a bright red due to the intense heat it generated.
"What is that?" the Green clone asked, still upset.
"Well... I'm not sure. But do we really need to know that in order to sell it?"
The Green clone looked thoughtful. "Good point. Maybe you've got what it takes to be in Free Enterprise after all."
The Red breathed a sigh of relief.
"But you've got to be the one to sell it. And don't let Friend Computer catch you."
The sigh suddenly faded.
"...yes, sir. I'll get on it right away."
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