Re: Mini-Grand 5106 [Round 1: Corola Cabana]
08-05-2011, 09:19 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by XX.
ghost ghost ghost
spider spider spider
mouse under the ghost’s foot
squeak squeak
little mouse.
this ghost is a terror of mice and this ghost is faster than wind and Winter. no one stops this ghost. no one hears this ghost no one sees this ghost no one knows this ghost
this ghost hunts mice
but this mouse is small, and this ghost is full.
all the Silence knows, the Silent sing of starving in winter and Winter is no friend of ours. what will be left in winter if the mice are gone? no mice, no mice. little mice, quiet mice, all still. the Silent hunt to live. still mice still winter still Silent dead dead dead dead mice dead spiders. dead dead dead.
this ghost will save them all.
red fangs on a mouse’s neck, mouse squeaks. squeak squeak little mouse! squeak squeak ha ha ha good mouse. run mouse, run run run run this ghost lets you live. make more mice, little mouse.
this ghost will hunt your children
_______
Mattilus smiled at Atasha the way wolves smile at sheep. Of course he didn’t trust her little offer of alliance any more than he trusted her intention to turn against her friends, and even if he did he knew better than to put weight behind the words of a traitor. The spider alone was more than enough to keep track of without a known turncoat to deal with. He’d tolerate the girl just long enough for her to lead him to the rest of her group, and then he’d kill them all. Clean and easy.
“Deal,” the mage said, grasping Atasha’s hand firmly, noting her attempt to hide its trembling. He grinned reassuringly. “You and I are going to make a fine team… what did you say your name was?”
“Atay- Atasha,” the chik said, smiling back. “The last I saw of the other chix was back at the forest, I think-” she cut off suddenly as a siren blared outside. A slew of car alarms instantly went off, adding to the racket and causing both of them to wince.
“What was that?” Atasha said angrily, storming towards the door and yanking it open, only to be greeted by the fanged face of Naiima, the fur on her face matted and red. She shrieked and stumbled back as the enormous spider miraculously managed to squeeze through the doorway, turning towards Mattilus.
“Winter run,” the spider hissed, filling up the room with her twitching bulk. “Winter fly. Run run, rats are coming. Winter winter winter rats.”
“Rats?” Mattilus frowned, trying to peer around her. “What-”
“ATTENTION FUGITIVES,” came a voice from somewhere beyond the store. “COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP. YOU ARE ALL UNDER ARREST FOR ILLEGAL MARTIAL ACTIVITIES AND WE ARE AUTHORIZED TO USE LETHAL FORCE IF YOU DO NOT COMPLY. HAVE A NICE DAY AND THANK YOU FOR LISTENING.”
ghost ghost ghost
spider spider spider
mouse under the ghost’s foot
squeak squeak
little mouse.
this ghost is a terror of mice and this ghost is faster than wind and Winter. no one stops this ghost. no one hears this ghost no one sees this ghost no one knows this ghost
this ghost hunts mice
but this mouse is small, and this ghost is full.
all the Silence knows, the Silent sing of starving in winter and Winter is no friend of ours. what will be left in winter if the mice are gone? no mice, no mice. little mice, quiet mice, all still. the Silent hunt to live. still mice still winter still Silent dead dead dead dead mice dead spiders. dead dead dead.
this ghost will save them all.
red fangs on a mouse’s neck, mouse squeaks. squeak squeak little mouse! squeak squeak ha ha ha good mouse. run mouse, run run run run this ghost lets you live. make more mice, little mouse.
this ghost will hunt your children
_______
Mattilus smiled at Atasha the way wolves smile at sheep. Of course he didn’t trust her little offer of alliance any more than he trusted her intention to turn against her friends, and even if he did he knew better than to put weight behind the words of a traitor. The spider alone was more than enough to keep track of without a known turncoat to deal with. He’d tolerate the girl just long enough for her to lead him to the rest of her group, and then he’d kill them all. Clean and easy.
“Deal,” the mage said, grasping Atasha’s hand firmly, noting her attempt to hide its trembling. He grinned reassuringly. “You and I are going to make a fine team… what did you say your name was?”
“Atay- Atasha,” the chik said, smiling back. “The last I saw of the other chix was back at the forest, I think-” she cut off suddenly as a siren blared outside. A slew of car alarms instantly went off, adding to the racket and causing both of them to wince.
“What was that?” Atasha said angrily, storming towards the door and yanking it open, only to be greeted by the fanged face of Naiima, the fur on her face matted and red. She shrieked and stumbled back as the enormous spider miraculously managed to squeeze through the doorway, turning towards Mattilus.
“Winter run,” the spider hissed, filling up the room with her twitching bulk. “Winter fly. Run run, rats are coming. Winter winter winter rats.”
“Rats?” Mattilus frowned, trying to peer around her. “What-”
“ATTENTION FUGITIVES,” came a voice from somewhere beyond the store. “COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP. YOU ARE ALL UNDER ARREST FOR ILLEGAL MARTIAL ACTIVITIES AND WE ARE AUTHORIZED TO USE LETHAL FORCE IF YOU DO NOT COMPLY. HAVE A NICE DAY AND THANK YOU FOR LISTENING.”