Re: The Savage Brawl [Round 3: Abandoned Park]
11-06-2010, 04:37 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MyifanW.
"Well? Any progress?"
Diego said, looking above the walls of the maze. Another column of flame rose, only further cementing his worry. Power like that was impossible to deal with head on, and only slightly easier to manage from... altered angles.
"Patience. Internal structures are much more difficult to manipulate."
Zir gave a short reply, not wanting to bother explaining the complexities of breaking down parts of his own composition in order to emulate a attracting smell. A somewhat emasculating action, but Zir had long lost the ability to care about the small, physical things.
"Right, right..."
Diego muttered, as he gritted his teeth. Over his network of sound, he heard the meat monster's intent to find him. Although nothing more relevant was said, it was obvious what the intentions were. He had probably run out of time, again.
He took a side ways glance at Zir, who had crouched down, unmoving. Diego had honestly wanted to go through with the dogs plan, but if he was being hunted now... killing Zir would be the easiest way out. He surveyed his surroundings. Wide, open space, save for a few buildings. Hiding was probably impossible in this plane. Unless the others managed to kill the blob, which Diego doubted would happen any time soon, he was as good as dead. If he moved on to the next stage, would he have a better chance? Maybe, but he hated the idea of leaving things to fate. If he just made things work out properly, he could take fate and mold it to his liking.
"Done."
Just in time, Zir announced that he was finished. He stood up, looking no different. Before Diego could question exactly what had happened, the dogs came. There were roughly twenty of them, each with the correct collar. They stopped a distance away, attracted by Zir but simultaniously repelled by Diego.
"Good. Great, actually. Now lead them to the mouth of this maze."
They walked a short distance inwards, guiding the posse of dogs.
"Perfect. Now, Zir, I'll tell you- I actually an ability besides, well, knowledge of the human body. It'll be quite useful here."
Diego walked forward, repelling the dogs further in. Then, he raised his hands, and concentrated. manipulating the air with violent waves, he created a makeshift dog whistle. Instantly irritated, the dogs howled and transformed. Some attempted to approach him, but Diego released the sounds in a gradient- the closer they were to him, the more painful it would be. Quickly, they dispersed into the maze, sounding like hell.
"Phew."
Diego turned and began to walk out. His powers were drained, but because he had so little it didn't matter- it would all be back momentarily. He focused it, ready to make his next move. Here came the hard part, the part Diego had doubts about. Zir, just now, was a witness. Although he hadn't shown much, that was already the limit of Deigo's ability, and anyone who saw that could not continue to exist. If Zir thought he was weak, it was inevitable that he'd become a target quickly. The only way for Diego to survive was if he could maintain the illusion that he could hold his ground in this competition. So, Zir would need to die.
There where two problems with this- One, the dogs needed to have some impact first. If they could kill someone, that would be grand- every other player was impossibly dangerous. However, Zir still needed to die here and now. The only way Diego could kill Zir in the same instant was if Zir was stunned, and Diego could do the deed instantly. Diego had the tools, though- it wasn't impossible.
The greater issue was Zir himself. Diego couldnt tell if Zir trusted him, even remotely. Even with a face on, he never moved it, and his emotions were inscruitable. Did Zir suspect him? Probably. The only thing that mattered was; How much did Zir suspect him? Enough to see the next instant coming?
Time was up for Diego's thinking.
"Come on, lets get out of-"
Diego passed Zir. In that instant, Diego's mythril knife flew out of it's holder, going the minimal distance into Zir's side. The flesh was tough, but not enough to stop the knife from still piercing, and that was enough. Twisting his arm, Diego shoved the knife in further, and released as much power as he could, channeled through the blade. A violent shock went through Zir, cutting all bodily signals.
Zir dropped to his knees, but Diego wasn't done. With a jumping twist, he mounted Zir's back, knocking the large body onto the ground, pinning the arms with his knees. Drawing his sword, He shoved it downwards through Zir's left arm, pinning it o the ground. Jamming his right thumb into the indent in the back of Zir's skull, Diego finally exhaled.
Somehow, everything went off without a hitch. Did Zir really trust him enough to let down his guard for a moment, or was it that he was actually somewhat capable of dealing with these monsters? Breathless, Diego smiled. He pointed his left finger upwards, and air began spinning around it. It seemed like he was capable of surviving, after all...
"Haha... That wasn't so hard at al-"
Pain shot through his neck. Instantly, he remembered that he hadn't kept his air network up, and realized that he had relied much too much on it. The second thing he experienced was the warmth of blood- his own. Then, the warmth of a body, bearing down on him.
Oh, another dog. How did I miss that one? He wanted to say out loud, but the words didn't come out.
Ah, that's right. Zir was controlling the dogs. He must have had one stay close...
His analysis of the situation was done. The beast violently tossed his body to the side, and Diego realized he was probably a corpse.
Well, since it was already going to happen, Diego was going to accept it. He knew that this would be the result, if he failed even once. He knew, he was prepared...
No! NO! This isn't right! I did almost everything right! I earned it, I did! I want to live! I can't die here! Not somewhere so far from my world... I can't die where no one knows my name! I, I....
Diego Red passed out from the pain and bloodloss, his face contorted anguish, a pool of blood steadily being filled around his head, like a red halo. He had died, his body just had not accepted it yet, just like he himself had not.
"Well? Any progress?"
Diego said, looking above the walls of the maze. Another column of flame rose, only further cementing his worry. Power like that was impossible to deal with head on, and only slightly easier to manage from... altered angles.
"Patience. Internal structures are much more difficult to manipulate."
Zir gave a short reply, not wanting to bother explaining the complexities of breaking down parts of his own composition in order to emulate a attracting smell. A somewhat emasculating action, but Zir had long lost the ability to care about the small, physical things.
"Right, right..."
Diego muttered, as he gritted his teeth. Over his network of sound, he heard the meat monster's intent to find him. Although nothing more relevant was said, it was obvious what the intentions were. He had probably run out of time, again.
He took a side ways glance at Zir, who had crouched down, unmoving. Diego had honestly wanted to go through with the dogs plan, but if he was being hunted now... killing Zir would be the easiest way out. He surveyed his surroundings. Wide, open space, save for a few buildings. Hiding was probably impossible in this plane. Unless the others managed to kill the blob, which Diego doubted would happen any time soon, he was as good as dead. If he moved on to the next stage, would he have a better chance? Maybe, but he hated the idea of leaving things to fate. If he just made things work out properly, he could take fate and mold it to his liking.
"Done."
Just in time, Zir announced that he was finished. He stood up, looking no different. Before Diego could question exactly what had happened, the dogs came. There were roughly twenty of them, each with the correct collar. They stopped a distance away, attracted by Zir but simultaniously repelled by Diego.
"Good. Great, actually. Now lead them to the mouth of this maze."
They walked a short distance inwards, guiding the posse of dogs.
"Perfect. Now, Zir, I'll tell you- I actually an ability besides, well, knowledge of the human body. It'll be quite useful here."
Diego walked forward, repelling the dogs further in. Then, he raised his hands, and concentrated. manipulating the air with violent waves, he created a makeshift dog whistle. Instantly irritated, the dogs howled and transformed. Some attempted to approach him, but Diego released the sounds in a gradient- the closer they were to him, the more painful it would be. Quickly, they dispersed into the maze, sounding like hell.
"Phew."
Diego turned and began to walk out. His powers were drained, but because he had so little it didn't matter- it would all be back momentarily. He focused it, ready to make his next move. Here came the hard part, the part Diego had doubts about. Zir, just now, was a witness. Although he hadn't shown much, that was already the limit of Deigo's ability, and anyone who saw that could not continue to exist. If Zir thought he was weak, it was inevitable that he'd become a target quickly. The only way for Diego to survive was if he could maintain the illusion that he could hold his ground in this competition. So, Zir would need to die.
There where two problems with this- One, the dogs needed to have some impact first. If they could kill someone, that would be grand- every other player was impossibly dangerous. However, Zir still needed to die here and now. The only way Diego could kill Zir in the same instant was if Zir was stunned, and Diego could do the deed instantly. Diego had the tools, though- it wasn't impossible.
The greater issue was Zir himself. Diego couldnt tell if Zir trusted him, even remotely. Even with a face on, he never moved it, and his emotions were inscruitable. Did Zir suspect him? Probably. The only thing that mattered was; How much did Zir suspect him? Enough to see the next instant coming?
Time was up for Diego's thinking.
"Come on, lets get out of-"
Diego passed Zir. In that instant, Diego's mythril knife flew out of it's holder, going the minimal distance into Zir's side. The flesh was tough, but not enough to stop the knife from still piercing, and that was enough. Twisting his arm, Diego shoved the knife in further, and released as much power as he could, channeled through the blade. A violent shock went through Zir, cutting all bodily signals.
Zir dropped to his knees, but Diego wasn't done. With a jumping twist, he mounted Zir's back, knocking the large body onto the ground, pinning the arms with his knees. Drawing his sword, He shoved it downwards through Zir's left arm, pinning it o the ground. Jamming his right thumb into the indent in the back of Zir's skull, Diego finally exhaled.
Somehow, everything went off without a hitch. Did Zir really trust him enough to let down his guard for a moment, or was it that he was actually somewhat capable of dealing with these monsters? Breathless, Diego smiled. He pointed his left finger upwards, and air began spinning around it. It seemed like he was capable of surviving, after all...
"Haha... That wasn't so hard at al-"
Pain shot through his neck. Instantly, he remembered that he hadn't kept his air network up, and realized that he had relied much too much on it. The second thing he experienced was the warmth of blood- his own. Then, the warmth of a body, bearing down on him.
Oh, another dog. How did I miss that one? He wanted to say out loud, but the words didn't come out.
Ah, that's right. Zir was controlling the dogs. He must have had one stay close...
His analysis of the situation was done. The beast violently tossed his body to the side, and Diego realized he was probably a corpse.
Well, since it was already going to happen, Diego was going to accept it. He knew that this would be the result, if he failed even once. He knew, he was prepared...
No! NO! This isn't right! I did almost everything right! I earned it, I did! I want to live! I can't die here! Not somewhere so far from my world... I can't die where no one knows my name! I, I....
Diego Red passed out from the pain and bloodloss, his face contorted anguish, a pool of blood steadily being filled around his head, like a red halo. He had died, his body just had not accepted it yet, just like he himself had not.