Re: The Phenomenal Fracas! (GBS2G6): [Round One: Afterparty]
07-23-2010, 01:35 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MalkyTop.
Ripper managed to stop himself from saying 'Who?' The last thing he needed was the firefly lady getting all suspicious on him. Finch...Finch...Eureka Finch. That cloth girl. "How'd ye know--"
"She passed by us while we were talking," Thatix said rather impatiently, somehow conveying a toe-tap without any toes. "Now come on! Let's go before we lose her or something! She went just right next door - that's the bar, so she could be like, dead drunk right now, just waiting to be killed!"
The pirate was still a little bewildered, what with everything happening much too quickly for his tastes. He was the type who'd rather be in control of things, meaning that he would rather like being on top of everything. Right now, he definitely wasn't feeling on the top at all. More like in the middle. He needed more time to actually catch up with everything (pretending to be a Chancellor, pretending to be a spy for some fireflies who were, thankfully, not very smart, pretending to know whatever it was the lass was babbling about...) but unfortunately, Thatix had just flown off in a hurry to kill a possibly drunk Chancellor-Finch. With a 'Shouldn' we plan out a course o' action?' that he was sure she didn't hear, Ripper followed her.
It was hard for a firefly, even a group of them, to open a door. Thatix solved that problem easily by just blasting it down with a large fireball. This caused Eureka to choke on her drink and jump up on her feet again.
"I knew it, I knew someone'd try to attack me. 'Ooooh, cloth powers, so scary,' I'll show you scary..." One paranoid muttering was completely drowned out by another's delusional cries. Thatix tried to make a threatening pose in the opening that used to house a door but instead just looked like an oddly well-choreographed group of fireflies. "Chancellor Finch! You'll regret the day you came up against me!"
"Oh dear, someone better be paying for that door," the bartender tsked.
If Eureka had enough time and wasn't jittery from all the adrenaline flowing, she would have wondered what the hell Thatix was talking about. She would have wondered why someone was calling her by her last name when she wasn't that old. She would have wondered what kind of idiot thought that she even cared enough about them to 'go up against them' or whatever. Actually she did think all of those things right as she took out another strip of bandage and flung it towards the cloud of fireflies like a whip. In an instant, it was stretching, almost as wide as a blanket, and started enveloping Thatix until she was encased in a little ball of bandages. At that moment, Ripper appeared as well.
"Hey, where'd--" His question was answered before it was finished when the hollow ball of bandages started flaming. Eureka cursed and withdrew her strip. While she was stomping out the fire at the end, Thatix continued crowing and taunting.
"You think your stupid bandage powers can stop me?" She announced for everybody to hear.
"If you are going to fight, I prefer you go outside," the bartender interrupted tersely as he continued cleaning that same glass. Nobody paid him any attention.
"Poor, foolish Chancellor Finch. You will be so easy to kill. It's a wonder you managed to get into the Council in the first place!"
Despite panicking, knowing full well that she was at a severe disadvantage up against someone with fire magic, Eureka managed to shoot back, "What the hell are you talking about!"
Thatix did not listen to her (because it was obviously a trick! A stupid one at that! Everybody could tell she was Chancellor Finch, even if she was trying to disguise herself as a hobo!) and simply shot another fireball. Eureka dodged this easily, and as the bar around them started getting rather scorched, the bartender calmly started announcing the cost of materials to replace it. "You were always the weakest one," Thatix laughed as the bartender intoned, "Five hundred eighty."
Eureka did not respond as she was too busy dodging. "You only got in through trickery! Bet you wish you didn't cheat your way into power now, huh? Bet you wish you hadn't made an enemy out of me! Thatix! Thatix the Conquerer! Thatix the Destroyer! Thatix the About To Kick Your Ass Right Now For Not Allowing Me To Rule The World!"
Eureka looked around nervously before shouting back, "Who are you narrating to?!"
Ripper just stood in the doorway, barely even hearing the bartender count, "Three thousand five hundred seventy-four." He was feeling a little superfluous. Right now he was wondering if he should stop this fight and think of a way to convince Thatix to keep the woman alive or not.
Ripper managed to stop himself from saying 'Who?' The last thing he needed was the firefly lady getting all suspicious on him. Finch...Finch...Eureka Finch. That cloth girl. "How'd ye know--"
"She passed by us while we were talking," Thatix said rather impatiently, somehow conveying a toe-tap without any toes. "Now come on! Let's go before we lose her or something! She went just right next door - that's the bar, so she could be like, dead drunk right now, just waiting to be killed!"
The pirate was still a little bewildered, what with everything happening much too quickly for his tastes. He was the type who'd rather be in control of things, meaning that he would rather like being on top of everything. Right now, he definitely wasn't feeling on the top at all. More like in the middle. He needed more time to actually catch up with everything (pretending to be a Chancellor, pretending to be a spy for some fireflies who were, thankfully, not very smart, pretending to know whatever it was the lass was babbling about...) but unfortunately, Thatix had just flown off in a hurry to kill a possibly drunk Chancellor-Finch. With a 'Shouldn' we plan out a course o' action?' that he was sure she didn't hear, Ripper followed her.
It was hard for a firefly, even a group of them, to open a door. Thatix solved that problem easily by just blasting it down with a large fireball. This caused Eureka to choke on her drink and jump up on her feet again.
"I knew it, I knew someone'd try to attack me. 'Ooooh, cloth powers, so scary,' I'll show you scary..." One paranoid muttering was completely drowned out by another's delusional cries. Thatix tried to make a threatening pose in the opening that used to house a door but instead just looked like an oddly well-choreographed group of fireflies. "Chancellor Finch! You'll regret the day you came up against me!"
"Oh dear, someone better be paying for that door," the bartender tsked.
If Eureka had enough time and wasn't jittery from all the adrenaline flowing, she would have wondered what the hell Thatix was talking about. She would have wondered why someone was calling her by her last name when she wasn't that old. She would have wondered what kind of idiot thought that she even cared enough about them to 'go up against them' or whatever. Actually she did think all of those things right as she took out another strip of bandage and flung it towards the cloud of fireflies like a whip. In an instant, it was stretching, almost as wide as a blanket, and started enveloping Thatix until she was encased in a little ball of bandages. At that moment, Ripper appeared as well.
"Hey, where'd--" His question was answered before it was finished when the hollow ball of bandages started flaming. Eureka cursed and withdrew her strip. While she was stomping out the fire at the end, Thatix continued crowing and taunting.
"You think your stupid bandage powers can stop me?" She announced for everybody to hear.
"If you are going to fight, I prefer you go outside," the bartender interrupted tersely as he continued cleaning that same glass. Nobody paid him any attention.
"Poor, foolish Chancellor Finch. You will be so easy to kill. It's a wonder you managed to get into the Council in the first place!"
Despite panicking, knowing full well that she was at a severe disadvantage up against someone with fire magic, Eureka managed to shoot back, "What the hell are you talking about!"
Thatix did not listen to her (because it was obviously a trick! A stupid one at that! Everybody could tell she was Chancellor Finch, even if she was trying to disguise herself as a hobo!) and simply shot another fireball. Eureka dodged this easily, and as the bar around them started getting rather scorched, the bartender calmly started announcing the cost of materials to replace it. "You were always the weakest one," Thatix laughed as the bartender intoned, "Five hundred eighty."
Eureka did not respond as she was too busy dodging. "You only got in through trickery! Bet you wish you didn't cheat your way into power now, huh? Bet you wish you hadn't made an enemy out of me! Thatix! Thatix the Conquerer! Thatix the Destroyer! Thatix the About To Kick Your Ass Right Now For Not Allowing Me To Rule The World!"
Eureka looked around nervously before shouting back, "Who are you narrating to?!"
Ripper just stood in the doorway, barely even hearing the bartender count, "Three thousand five hundred seventy-four." He was feeling a little superfluous. Right now he was wondering if he should stop this fight and think of a way to convince Thatix to keep the woman alive or not.