Re: Battle Royale! (Game Start!) Round 2: The Hoodoo
11-11-2009, 08:06 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MyifanW.
Whit held his position for several minutes, until it was clear nobody was coming. He had mixed feelings. It was dissipointing to have no targets, but it was also dangerous to have people nearby. In fact, it was extremely dangerous to be attacked, but Whit hardly considered this obvious fact. A certain kind of clairity had gradually set in, a filter over his mind. To him, he was playing the ultimate game- and he was using his life as chips. It was a self destructive way to think, but In Whit's mind, winning the "game" had taken priority over surviving it. And, to win... He needed to play.
"Tsk, tsk... I guess I need to raise... Well, not yet. I don't have a particularly high hand... Right now."
He looked down at the fog. It was closer, but Whit wasn't panicing. It wasn't something that he should fear, he decided. The fog was only a constant; it rose predictably, and, at the rate Whit was going, it wouldn't catch him.
Suddenly, a flash radiated from every angle of the structure. Whit looked for a source, but the light was refracted by the walls and the origin couldn't be determined. Whit pondered the occurence, but couldn't draw a conclusion. Still, the event made him curious, and he wanted to know what happened- he was tired of being a spectator. He exited the structure again, and climbed. He couldnt see anyone else yet, but kept a vigilant eye.
36m
Whit held his position for several minutes, until it was clear nobody was coming. He had mixed feelings. It was dissipointing to have no targets, but it was also dangerous to have people nearby. In fact, it was extremely dangerous to be attacked, but Whit hardly considered this obvious fact. A certain kind of clairity had gradually set in, a filter over his mind. To him, he was playing the ultimate game- and he was using his life as chips. It was a self destructive way to think, but In Whit's mind, winning the "game" had taken priority over surviving it. And, to win... He needed to play.
"Tsk, tsk... I guess I need to raise... Well, not yet. I don't have a particularly high hand... Right now."
He looked down at the fog. It was closer, but Whit wasn't panicing. It wasn't something that he should fear, he decided. The fog was only a constant; it rose predictably, and, at the rate Whit was going, it wouldn't catch him.
Suddenly, a flash radiated from every angle of the structure. Whit looked for a source, but the light was refracted by the walls and the origin couldn't be determined. Whit pondered the occurence, but couldn't draw a conclusion. Still, the event made him curious, and he wanted to know what happened- he was tired of being a spectator. He exited the structure again, and climbed. He couldnt see anyone else yet, but kept a vigilant eye.
36m