Re: Intense Struggle! (Round 2 - The Misty Swamp)
02-21-2010, 12:25 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Aryogaton.
Aegis looked around frantically. Only one minute ago Trickster and he were preparing to raid a mess hall. The next, Aegis was standing on a muddy ledge overlooking a misty swamp. It took Aegis a minute to figure out that Trickster was stabbed by Larus and they moved on to the next round, and now he was trying to figure out where Larus went.
Aegis found a rock and sat down, thinking about what had happened. However, all he managed to do was think of all the possibilities he could make Larus pay. Finding this useless, he stood up and began walking along the edge of the ledge.
All around him, Aegis could see almost nothing. The mist, though Aegis was not directly in it, was back. Damn you, Larus, you made that waste of alcohol even more of a waste. The ledge itself was slightly more dry than the swamp, and old, decayed grass covered it completely, only to starve in the dead mud. As Aegis walked, his feet sunk rather deep into the mud, and each step was accompanied with a sickening squelch. The corpses were gone, but somehow the feeling of death all around Aegis never diminished.
Aegis stopped. Here, the ledge gave way to an impressive drop that led into a stinking swamp. From the distance Aegis could faintly hear the sounds of people sloshing around in the thick waters, and Aegis could only assume they were fellow contestants.
The giant metal band around Aegis' fists began to change form. Aegis placed his wrists together, and the mass fused. Within a fraction of a second, a giant warhammer appeared in Aegis' hands, and he placed it on the ground. He paused for a moment to rebalance his gauntlets, and slung the warhammer over his shoulder. The bands on his gauntlets were reduced to half their size.
Aegis walked back a few steps. It was difficult to get a running start with all this mud, but he made do with what he had. Swinging the warhammer for extra momentum, Aegis leapt from the ledge into the opaque mist, not caring at all of his destination.
Aegis looked around frantically. Only one minute ago Trickster and he were preparing to raid a mess hall. The next, Aegis was standing on a muddy ledge overlooking a misty swamp. It took Aegis a minute to figure out that Trickster was stabbed by Larus and they moved on to the next round, and now he was trying to figure out where Larus went.
Aegis found a rock and sat down, thinking about what had happened. However, all he managed to do was think of all the possibilities he could make Larus pay. Finding this useless, he stood up and began walking along the edge of the ledge.
All around him, Aegis could see almost nothing. The mist, though Aegis was not directly in it, was back. Damn you, Larus, you made that waste of alcohol even more of a waste. The ledge itself was slightly more dry than the swamp, and old, decayed grass covered it completely, only to starve in the dead mud. As Aegis walked, his feet sunk rather deep into the mud, and each step was accompanied with a sickening squelch. The corpses were gone, but somehow the feeling of death all around Aegis never diminished.
Aegis stopped. Here, the ledge gave way to an impressive drop that led into a stinking swamp. From the distance Aegis could faintly hear the sounds of people sloshing around in the thick waters, and Aegis could only assume they were fellow contestants.
The giant metal band around Aegis' fists began to change form. Aegis placed his wrists together, and the mass fused. Within a fraction of a second, a giant warhammer appeared in Aegis' hands, and he placed it on the ground. He paused for a moment to rebalance his gauntlets, and slung the warhammer over his shoulder. The bands on his gauntlets were reduced to half their size.
Aegis walked back a few steps. It was difficult to get a running start with all this mud, but he made do with what he had. Swinging the warhammer for extra momentum, Aegis leapt from the ledge into the opaque mist, not caring at all of his destination.