Re: Mini-Grand 5106 [Round 1: Corola Cabana]
08-15-2011, 03:06 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Dwayna DragonFire.
His brain was fast enough to process the passage of time between wormholes, but for some reason he still had trouble grasping just what had transpired. One moment he was getting ready to attack, the next all of the contestants met his vision, save one of the Sparkklechix. His memory processors kicked into gear, identifying the other humanoid as 'Mattilus', obviously being the one who had transported the others here in the first place.
Right now, there were more pressing matters in Edward's mind. The one known as 'Naiima' saw him as a high threat for some reason, so he was attacked by the giant spider, legs descending towards his current position rapidly. All sounds and screams dissipated into nothingness because of the spider's abilities, so in this moment of slow motion the world around him became almost disquiet.
He moved out of the way reflexively, still trying to keep his body between the spider and the girls in his company. The spider had called him Death before the sound disappeared, so part of him started working on what that could possibly mean. Dead under my skin... he thought, and a revelation came to him in that moment. The spider somehow knew what he was, underneath his disguise and illusions. It knows I am a machine.
This was no time to feel vulnerable, though, as more claws and gnashing teeth lunged towards him. He moved this time away from the Sparkklechix, to a more favorable position for himself, unfortunately leaving the girls vulnerable. Edward's visor flashed to a moment of sadness before turning back to anger, knowing he needed to act quickly else all would be lost.
Edward outstretched his hand again, pressing the red button this time to make the now revealed disc in his hand glow red. He cared little for how the girls might judge him now, thinking only on his survival and to fight against this spider who saw him for what he was. He aimed and pressed the button, a jet of flame shooting from the disc outwards in a sweeping motion as he maneuvered himself into a different angle.
He realized that in part, he had wanted the attention of the spider to be drawn to him. If he did not survive this conflict, the girls would survive beyond him and live a little longer. Another jet of flame shot from his hand as thoughts of their survival now plagued his mind as well. Visions of the Queen's face flashed in his mind also, giving him courage enough to try to make it through this.
For them. For her.
His brain was fast enough to process the passage of time between wormholes, but for some reason he still had trouble grasping just what had transpired. One moment he was getting ready to attack, the next all of the contestants met his vision, save one of the Sparkklechix. His memory processors kicked into gear, identifying the other humanoid as 'Mattilus', obviously being the one who had transported the others here in the first place.
Right now, there were more pressing matters in Edward's mind. The one known as 'Naiima' saw him as a high threat for some reason, so he was attacked by the giant spider, legs descending towards his current position rapidly. All sounds and screams dissipated into nothingness because of the spider's abilities, so in this moment of slow motion the world around him became almost disquiet.
He moved out of the way reflexively, still trying to keep his body between the spider and the girls in his company. The spider had called him Death before the sound disappeared, so part of him started working on what that could possibly mean. Dead under my skin... he thought, and a revelation came to him in that moment. The spider somehow knew what he was, underneath his disguise and illusions. It knows I am a machine.
This was no time to feel vulnerable, though, as more claws and gnashing teeth lunged towards him. He moved this time away from the Sparkklechix, to a more favorable position for himself, unfortunately leaving the girls vulnerable. Edward's visor flashed to a moment of sadness before turning back to anger, knowing he needed to act quickly else all would be lost.
Edward outstretched his hand again, pressing the red button this time to make the now revealed disc in his hand glow red. He cared little for how the girls might judge him now, thinking only on his survival and to fight against this spider who saw him for what he was. He aimed and pressed the button, a jet of flame shooting from the disc outwards in a sweeping motion as he maneuvered himself into a different angle.
He realized that in part, he had wanted the attention of the spider to be drawn to him. If he did not survive this conflict, the girls would survive beyond him and live a little longer. Another jet of flame shot from his hand as thoughts of their survival now plagued his mind as well. Visions of the Queen's face flashed in his mind also, giving him courage enough to try to make it through this.
For them. For her.