Re: Battle Royale! (Game Start!) Round 3: Sanctuary/Ark
11-21-2009, 08:17 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MyifanW.
Whit got up, the smell of fire in his nostrils. towards the center of the forest, Whit could see a visible column of fire. He needed to go somewhere else soon. Looking up, he spied the Ark. Somehow, he wasn't even surprised. it hung there, as if suspended in the air... Whit disregarded it. He couldn't get to it, no matter what he tried. looking opposite to the fire, he saw a rock wall rise high into the sky, higher, it seemed, than the hoodoo. In fact, the wall stretched all the way around; Whit was fairly sure that it surrounded the entire forest.
"I'll go through that, then."
His course was fairly obvious. He'd shoot a hole in the wall. It might take some time, but it would definitely work. and, judging from the size, it seemed structurally integral enough to withstand the hole. Whit then checked his guns. His smaller ones were fine... but the Godgun somehow got several rocks in it. Whit pointed it at a tree and fired, hoping to clear it out. He felt the slight, initial recoil, but didn't feel the wind. In fact, it seemed nothing had happened. Whit inspected the tree he had shot. there was no damage... or was there? upon closer examination, there were minute holes in it... about the size of the pebbles. Looking at the other side, there were corresponding holes where the pebbles went through. Whit was excited. There was another use for his weapon... he picked a bunch of strange looking pine cones out of the tree. They were heavy, and incredibly thickly formed. These would make very good ammo... suddenly, the river of tar caught fire. The flame was so close...
Whit began running towards the wall.
Whit got up, the smell of fire in his nostrils. towards the center of the forest, Whit could see a visible column of fire. He needed to go somewhere else soon. Looking up, he spied the Ark. Somehow, he wasn't even surprised. it hung there, as if suspended in the air... Whit disregarded it. He couldn't get to it, no matter what he tried. looking opposite to the fire, he saw a rock wall rise high into the sky, higher, it seemed, than the hoodoo. In fact, the wall stretched all the way around; Whit was fairly sure that it surrounded the entire forest.
"I'll go through that, then."
His course was fairly obvious. He'd shoot a hole in the wall. It might take some time, but it would definitely work. and, judging from the size, it seemed structurally integral enough to withstand the hole. Whit then checked his guns. His smaller ones were fine... but the Godgun somehow got several rocks in it. Whit pointed it at a tree and fired, hoping to clear it out. He felt the slight, initial recoil, but didn't feel the wind. In fact, it seemed nothing had happened. Whit inspected the tree he had shot. there was no damage... or was there? upon closer examination, there were minute holes in it... about the size of the pebbles. Looking at the other side, there were corresponding holes where the pebbles went through. Whit was excited. There was another use for his weapon... he picked a bunch of strange looking pine cones out of the tree. They were heavy, and incredibly thickly formed. These would make very good ammo... suddenly, the river of tar caught fire. The flame was so close...
Whit began running towards the wall.