Re: Battle Royale! (Game Start!) Round 2: The Hoodoo
11-03-2009, 01:38 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Drakenforge.
V LOOK! READ THIS V
Having no idea where the vial had come from, Mike took a breather. He flexed his fingers, then cracked away at his knuckles absentmindedly. He wondered who would have thrown it. He had seen three of the contestants so far on this rock, and they weren't the type to build makeshifts. Zeke might have his own proffesional ones, maybe, but the thing Mike thought of, he hadn't even seen yet.
And it excited him.
'He's the one who lured me, I bet. The wire. The 'Illusionist'. Screw fair play, Zeke wanted him, and now I want him. Dead, that is.'
"Honsetly," Mike sighed. "Am I the only one going to be brutal in this damn battle?"
As he said that, he noticed the trio of Cobra, Zeke and Gadget passing by to his right.
Cobra glanced over, and Mike responded by glaring at him, and smirking.
His expression changed, he was wary. A good start.
"Well well well," Mike said to them, gaining their attention, "Ragtag team of clumsy folk eh? Tell me, will you be prepared to kill each other in this? Ha, oh well. I'm sure you'll be to busy now."
He moved a few meters higher, then turned around again.
"Because, I'll be out to kill ya's"
Suddenly, he leaped down towards them. Zeke moved in front of Cobra, ready to counter, while Cobra tried to move Gadget into a tunnel for safety.
Mike's vecters grabbed the rock, weakening, but managing to hold on. Mikepressed his legs together and dropped onto Zeke.
He blocked, but lost his balance on the cliff. Mike's vecters also gave out, and they both fell down to the base of the Hoodoo.
Mike crashed several times, bruising himself. Zeke dug into the cliff with something on his glove and slid down, cutting through it as he went.
His landing was much softer than Mike's slumped body. He was sprawled on the ground, trying to get back onto his legs.
"What in the world possessed you to do something so... Stupid!?"
"Heh," Mike groaned, managing a kneeling position, "Heck if I know. I guess I hate the fact you act like you can be friends with those people. This isn't some summer camp. Aren't you used to killing? Lets have a test shall we? A test to see if you're man enough to kill me."
Mike finally stood, albeit staggering backwarsd slightly, and motioned for Zeke to come at him.
Schazer Wrote:
V LOOK! READ THIS V
Having no idea where the vial had come from, Mike took a breather. He flexed his fingers, then cracked away at his knuckles absentmindedly. He wondered who would have thrown it. He had seen three of the contestants so far on this rock, and they weren't the type to build makeshifts. Zeke might have his own proffesional ones, maybe, but the thing Mike thought of, he hadn't even seen yet.
And it excited him.
'He's the one who lured me, I bet. The wire. The 'Illusionist'. Screw fair play, Zeke wanted him, and now I want him. Dead, that is.'
"Honsetly," Mike sighed. "Am I the only one going to be brutal in this damn battle?"
As he said that, he noticed the trio of Cobra, Zeke and Gadget passing by to his right.
Cobra glanced over, and Mike responded by glaring at him, and smirking.
His expression changed, he was wary. A good start.
"Well well well," Mike said to them, gaining their attention, "Ragtag team of clumsy folk eh? Tell me, will you be prepared to kill each other in this? Ha, oh well. I'm sure you'll be to busy now."
He moved a few meters higher, then turned around again.
"Because, I'll be out to kill ya's"
Suddenly, he leaped down towards them. Zeke moved in front of Cobra, ready to counter, while Cobra tried to move Gadget into a tunnel for safety.
Mike's vecters grabbed the rock, weakening, but managing to hold on. Mikepressed his legs together and dropped onto Zeke.
He blocked, but lost his balance on the cliff. Mike's vecters also gave out, and they both fell down to the base of the Hoodoo.
Mike crashed several times, bruising himself. Zeke dug into the cliff with something on his glove and slid down, cutting through it as he went.
His landing was much softer than Mike's slumped body. He was sprawled on the ground, trying to get back onto his legs.
"What in the world possessed you to do something so... Stupid!?"
"Heh," Mike groaned, managing a kneeling position, "Heck if I know. I guess I hate the fact you act like you can be friends with those people. This isn't some summer camp. Aren't you used to killing? Lets have a test shall we? A test to see if you're man enough to kill me."
Mike finally stood, albeit staggering backwarsd slightly, and motioned for Zeke to come at him.