Re: Battle Royale! (Game Start!) Round 2: The Hoodoo
11-14-2009, 01:39 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MyifanW.
Whit Collapsed. He was fairly fit, sure, but humans weren't made for this kind of exertion. Laying on his back, gasped heavily. He wanted to yell, wanted to blame something, but he couldn't speak. Instead, he thought about his situation. The fog had risen at an unreasonable pace, and it had already overlapping his progress.
I can't do it...
The obvious made itself clear to him. He wasn't going to be able to get to the top like this... he had already lost. He closed his eyes...
And remembered what he was doing. He was playing for his life, this could be his last game... but he definitely didn't want it to be. Whit focused, organizing his thoughts. He was roughly 30 meters from the top, and the fog was roughly 30 meters away. There was no chance to climb the distance... He thought of other factors. Even if he had an ally, they were all probably further up than he was. He thought about what he was climbing, the Hoodoo. What was it, besides an obstacle? Well, it was magic. Ah, he thought. Someone must have reached the top, and the fog must have risen faster as a result. His thoughts drifted to the God's words. Safety lay at the top... What defined the top? The top was the highest point...
"ah."
Whit smiled. there was no way he could win, with the odds stacked against him. The only way to change his fortune, he knew, was to scramble those odds. It was time to take a risk.
52m
fog:27m
Whit Collapsed. He was fairly fit, sure, but humans weren't made for this kind of exertion. Laying on his back, gasped heavily. He wanted to yell, wanted to blame something, but he couldn't speak. Instead, he thought about his situation. The fog had risen at an unreasonable pace, and it had already overlapping his progress.
I can't do it...
The obvious made itself clear to him. He wasn't going to be able to get to the top like this... he had already lost. He closed his eyes...
And remembered what he was doing. He was playing for his life, this could be his last game... but he definitely didn't want it to be. Whit focused, organizing his thoughts. He was roughly 30 meters from the top, and the fog was roughly 30 meters away. There was no chance to climb the distance... He thought of other factors. Even if he had an ally, they were all probably further up than he was. He thought about what he was climbing, the Hoodoo. What was it, besides an obstacle? Well, it was magic. Ah, he thought. Someone must have reached the top, and the fog must have risen faster as a result. His thoughts drifted to the God's words. Safety lay at the top... What defined the top? The top was the highest point...
"ah."
Whit smiled. there was no way he could win, with the odds stacked against him. The only way to change his fortune, he knew, was to scramble those odds. It was time to take a risk.
52m
fog:27m