Re: The Grand Battle S2G1! [Round One: Alpha Complex!]
07-10-2010, 02:01 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Lisawags.
Keleth woke up again. His head was throbbing, but he felt better than before when they- oh. Ohhhhh. This wasn't good. Not. At. All. He was buried under a pile of (clean) overalls. Breathing was difficult, but possible.
As the thing he was in (probably a cart) shook, he thought back to his encounter with the group of people. Muffled sounds were heard, as if a group of people were talking. Following several minutes of conjecture and recollection, he was absolutely sure that the same group as before were transporting him to a different place through the laundry cart. This may be a little complicated.
Instead of concocting a solid plan, he decided to act on impulse before it was too late. Keleth slammed into the side of the cart and sprang from the clothes as the handcart toppled over. When he judged that he ran far enough, he turned around and shot a fireball at his assailants. Crude, but effective. Before the fireball collided into the cart and exploded, firing fragments, he turned again and sprinted down a hall. As he did so, he changed his face into something else, although it probably wouldn't be of much help.
Keleth woke up again. His head was throbbing, but he felt better than before when they- oh. Ohhhhh. This wasn't good. Not. At. All. He was buried under a pile of (clean) overalls. Breathing was difficult, but possible.
As the thing he was in (probably a cart) shook, he thought back to his encounter with the group of people. Muffled sounds were heard, as if a group of people were talking. Following several minutes of conjecture and recollection, he was absolutely sure that the same group as before were transporting him to a different place through the laundry cart. This may be a little complicated.
Instead of concocting a solid plan, he decided to act on impulse before it was too late. Keleth slammed into the side of the cart and sprang from the clothes as the handcart toppled over. When he judged that he ran far enough, he turned around and shot a fireball at his assailants. Crude, but effective. Before the fireball collided into the cart and exploded, firing fragments, he turned again and sprinted down a hall. As he did so, he changed his face into something else, although it probably wouldn't be of much help.