Re: The Phenomenal Fracas! (GBS2G6): [Round Four: The Warped Edifice]
08-16-2011, 09:12 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MalkyTop.
Eureka’s wanderings slid to a halt when she noticed that some man guy was walking in her direction. She swung her new vase friend dreamily.
“Hiiiiiii, I finally foouuund you,” she said, gently leering at this new figure. He stood tall and said nothing. It could have had something to do with how his mouth was stitched shut.
They stood in awkward silence for a moment. “Okay, now you turn around and count to twenty and I’ll hide.” Her vase swung like a pendulum.
The hideously insane weren’t easy to manipulate, especially without access to the usual mind-altering powers. Words would supposedly work on her, perhaps. But it was anybody’s guess what she would want to hear, or what combination of words would get her to do what he wanted her to do. He could barely tell what type of insanity she even had. The violent kind, obviously…
‘You can’t kill me?’ No, no…that was just taunting her. ‘Let’s work together?’ Maybe build upon that idea for a bit…
“Turn around,” Eureka insisted. “If you don’t, it’s cheating.”
The man just stood there. He looked as immovable as a tree. She was getting very tempted to cut him down. Can you cut trees down with vases? Who even cares about stupid similes?
The vase swung upwards violently and sped sideways at the man’s head.
He blocked it with one hand and the vase shattered as though it were made of china.
This surprised both of them, though the man showed no change of expression. Eureka stared at the shards of brass, at the handle in her hand, and then back at the man.
Now seemed a good time as any to start communicating with her. Couldn’t make any illusions, so it would have to be done the old fashioned way…
’Let’s not fight. We can work together. I can be very helpful.’
There was more staring involved. Laguja wasn’t sure if she heard him. Or if he even managed to transmit the message. This was just so unbelievably frustrating.
Wait, she moved! Eureka smacked the side of her head as though she were dealing with a particularly difficult pair of headphones. Maybe he should try again?
’There is a powerful knife in this place. I can lead you to it,’ he bluffed.
Again, Eureka took a while to react. Or…she might be reacting…?
“Oh, friiieeeend, friendy friendy friend friend,” she cooed much too loudly for comfort. Muriegro stiffened slightly as she slapped him cordially on the back. “You went and broke this thing I had! That wasn’t nice. You owe me a new kill thing. Let’s go find a new kill thing together!” And she headed through the next door, not bothering to see if her new friend would follow.
…Well, whether through a little bargaining or not, she ended up doing what he wanted…so, that was good…?
Muriegro followed her silently.
Eureka’s wanderings slid to a halt when she noticed that some man guy was walking in her direction. She swung her new vase friend dreamily.
“Hiiiiiii, I finally foouuund you,” she said, gently leering at this new figure. He stood tall and said nothing. It could have had something to do with how his mouth was stitched shut.
They stood in awkward silence for a moment. “Okay, now you turn around and count to twenty and I’ll hide.” Her vase swung like a pendulum.
The hideously insane weren’t easy to manipulate, especially without access to the usual mind-altering powers. Words would supposedly work on her, perhaps. But it was anybody’s guess what she would want to hear, or what combination of words would get her to do what he wanted her to do. He could barely tell what type of insanity she even had. The violent kind, obviously…
‘You can’t kill me?’ No, no…that was just taunting her. ‘Let’s work together?’ Maybe build upon that idea for a bit…
“Turn around,” Eureka insisted. “If you don’t, it’s cheating.”
The man just stood there. He looked as immovable as a tree. She was getting very tempted to cut him down. Can you cut trees down with vases? Who even cares about stupid similes?
The vase swung upwards violently and sped sideways at the man’s head.
He blocked it with one hand and the vase shattered as though it were made of china.
This surprised both of them, though the man showed no change of expression. Eureka stared at the shards of brass, at the handle in her hand, and then back at the man.
Now seemed a good time as any to start communicating with her. Couldn’t make any illusions, so it would have to be done the old fashioned way…
’Let’s not fight. We can work together. I can be very helpful.’
There was more staring involved. Laguja wasn’t sure if she heard him. Or if he even managed to transmit the message. This was just so unbelievably frustrating.
Wait, she moved! Eureka smacked the side of her head as though she were dealing with a particularly difficult pair of headphones. Maybe he should try again?
’There is a powerful knife in this place. I can lead you to it,’ he bluffed.
Again, Eureka took a while to react. Or…she might be reacting…?
“Oh, friiieeeend, friendy friendy friend friend,” she cooed much too loudly for comfort. Muriegro stiffened slightly as she slapped him cordially on the back. “You went and broke this thing I had! That wasn’t nice. You owe me a new kill thing. Let’s go find a new kill thing together!” And she headed through the next door, not bothering to see if her new friend would follow.
…Well, whether through a little bargaining or not, she ended up doing what he wanted…so, that was good…?
Muriegro followed her silently.