Re: Battle Royale! (Game Start!) Round 3: Sanctuary/Ark
11-18-2009, 08:14 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MyifanW.
Whit walked carelessly forward, towards the sound of water. he closed his eyes, focusing on his other senses. Something smelled good... Suddenly, he felt hard contact on his face. He jumped back... And saw it was just a leaf. However, the leaf was strange. It had an unnatural spiral shape, and was extremely heavy. Looking up, he saw an unreasonably thick tree, full of the same kind of leaf. Whit supposed the fauna was another god creation, another one of the impossiblilities he had been exposed to in the last... Few minutes? hours? days? His sense of time and the reasonable was gone, leaving only acceptance. The situation he was in became apparent again... He was playing a game for his life. It was somewhat suprising to him that he was still alive, but at the same time, he felt that it was to be expected, as fate favored him, and death was never nearby. Still, Whit never threw everything to fate. He needed to create the conditions to give fate potential, things to work with. At bare minimum, Whit needed to have knowledge, to recognize the chances that presented themselves. He observed the fauna around him. He wanted to know as much about the enviroment as possible... He gazed in the direction he came, eyes darting around each plant. It quickly became apparent that each one was different from the last... Whit could not acertain anything, besides that they all had vaguely treelike properties. It frustrated him. He desperately wanted to take some matters into his own hands, was being forced to leave everthing to do with these alien trees to fate. At the very least, water would be the same thing he had always known, something that he could meet fate halfway with. He began to turn back and continue towards the splashing when a slight movement in the distance caught his eye. Whit couldn't make out the details, but he was certain it was Zeke. How lucky, he thought, that he saw Zeke so soon. It seemed there wassome benefit to trying to learn the fauna.
Whit raised his godgun and fired. The wave smashed through trees and obliterated the enviroment in it's path towards Zeke. Not bothering to see if he hit or not, he began running towards the water. There was still a good distance between them, and Whit could definitely shoot at Zeke several times before the distance was closed. Much more than enough time to reach the water.
Whit walked carelessly forward, towards the sound of water. he closed his eyes, focusing on his other senses. Something smelled good... Suddenly, he felt hard contact on his face. He jumped back... And saw it was just a leaf. However, the leaf was strange. It had an unnatural spiral shape, and was extremely heavy. Looking up, he saw an unreasonably thick tree, full of the same kind of leaf. Whit supposed the fauna was another god creation, another one of the impossiblilities he had been exposed to in the last... Few minutes? hours? days? His sense of time and the reasonable was gone, leaving only acceptance. The situation he was in became apparent again... He was playing a game for his life. It was somewhat suprising to him that he was still alive, but at the same time, he felt that it was to be expected, as fate favored him, and death was never nearby. Still, Whit never threw everything to fate. He needed to create the conditions to give fate potential, things to work with. At bare minimum, Whit needed to have knowledge, to recognize the chances that presented themselves. He observed the fauna around him. He wanted to know as much about the enviroment as possible... He gazed in the direction he came, eyes darting around each plant. It quickly became apparent that each one was different from the last... Whit could not acertain anything, besides that they all had vaguely treelike properties. It frustrated him. He desperately wanted to take some matters into his own hands, was being forced to leave everthing to do with these alien trees to fate. At the very least, water would be the same thing he had always known, something that he could meet fate halfway with. He began to turn back and continue towards the splashing when a slight movement in the distance caught his eye. Whit couldn't make out the details, but he was certain it was Zeke. How lucky, he thought, that he saw Zeke so soon. It seemed there wassome benefit to trying to learn the fauna.
Whit raised his godgun and fired. The wave smashed through trees and obliterated the enviroment in it's path towards Zeke. Not bothering to see if he hit or not, he began running towards the water. There was still a good distance between them, and Whit could definitely shoot at Zeke several times before the distance was closed. Much more than enough time to reach the water.