Re: Battle Royale! Round 4: Artistry
01-17-2010, 06:28 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Lankie.
"They're plotting."
Zeke looked down from one of the castle walls, clinging close to the tower he emerged from so that he wouldn't be seen. "They've made one hell of a death pit down there."
"Who cares? Let's just get down there and screw them over!"
Mike grew impatient on the tower stairwell.
"No. The traps would get you. We need someone more agile. Like me."
Mike boiled and stewed in anger, Zeke noticed this.
"Don't worry. You'll get your fix of bloodshed."
Zeke continued to ponder the courtyard. "They have barriers set up on the doors, Itzal can easily escape, I'm not sure about Whit but he is smarter than that, he probably has some way. The nets aren't attached to anything...probably incomplete, those blocks should be easily dodge-able. The holes...jesus what fool do they take for?"
Zeke once again turned to Mike, who blanked most of what he said out.
"You see that rope?"
"Hmm? Oh yeah. What about it?"
"Shoot it."
"What now?"
"Yes now."
"Then what?"
"I haven't thought that far ahead yet."
Zeke vaulted the small wall down into the courtyard, balancing perfectly between a thin strip of land in-between two holes. "Ahem."
Itzal and Whit quickly spun round. Whit drawing his Godgun out.
"Ah. The Ninja. Earlier than expected. I'll admit I expected a more conventional entrance."
“Well, I pride myself on my unconventional ways.†Zeke's voice was thick with sarcasm
Whit slowly edged towards one of the nets Itzal had produced.
“Not that it matters, I'd like to think you as an intelligent man Zeke, although I've been wrong before. You've fallen straight for my t- “ BANG!
Mike shoots, talking out the rope holding the barriers in place, they all shut into the door.
“Trap? Heh…so have you.â€
Whit loads the pencil bullet attached to the net, Zeke notices this and instinctively jumps to the side. Whit fires, the net uselessly hitting the wall Zeke was.
Zeke pulls the pen out in mid air, and begins franticly scribbling below him. The light blue ink hoves over the ink holes, as Zeke slides right above them.
“Damn it!†Itzal spawned some knifes from his cloak and began expertly throwing them at harnesses holding the blocks together, making sure to cut only the ones above Zeke.
Zeke looked up to see the blocks. “Heh, gravity. Far too slow.†Zeke jumped towards the wall, the block crashed down with a huge smash. He launched off the wall to land harmlessly on the block.
Whit managed to traverse the way of pits to another net Itzal produced, he loaded it, took aim and-
“I wouldn't do that if I was you!â€
Mike crashed down from the wall onto Whit, causing him to misfire the net harmlessly.
Itzal watched as Whit struggled to get Mike off his back, turning back to Zeke, who is looking incredibly smug on the block.
“You fool! You ruined everything!â€
“The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry.â€
"They're plotting."
Zeke looked down from one of the castle walls, clinging close to the tower he emerged from so that he wouldn't be seen. "They've made one hell of a death pit down there."
"Who cares? Let's just get down there and screw them over!"
Mike grew impatient on the tower stairwell.
"No. The traps would get you. We need someone more agile. Like me."
Mike boiled and stewed in anger, Zeke noticed this.
"Don't worry. You'll get your fix of bloodshed."
Zeke continued to ponder the courtyard. "They have barriers set up on the doors, Itzal can easily escape, I'm not sure about Whit but he is smarter than that, he probably has some way. The nets aren't attached to anything...probably incomplete, those blocks should be easily dodge-able. The holes...jesus what fool do they take for?"
Zeke once again turned to Mike, who blanked most of what he said out.
"You see that rope?"
"Hmm? Oh yeah. What about it?"
"Shoot it."
"What now?"
"Yes now."
"Then what?"
"I haven't thought that far ahead yet."
Zeke vaulted the small wall down into the courtyard, balancing perfectly between a thin strip of land in-between two holes. "Ahem."
Itzal and Whit quickly spun round. Whit drawing his Godgun out.
"Ah. The Ninja. Earlier than expected. I'll admit I expected a more conventional entrance."
“Well, I pride myself on my unconventional ways.†Zeke's voice was thick with sarcasm
Whit slowly edged towards one of the nets Itzal had produced.
“Not that it matters, I'd like to think you as an intelligent man Zeke, although I've been wrong before. You've fallen straight for my t- “ BANG!
Mike shoots, talking out the rope holding the barriers in place, they all shut into the door.
“Trap? Heh…so have you.â€
Whit loads the pencil bullet attached to the net, Zeke notices this and instinctively jumps to the side. Whit fires, the net uselessly hitting the wall Zeke was.
Zeke pulls the pen out in mid air, and begins franticly scribbling below him. The light blue ink hoves over the ink holes, as Zeke slides right above them.
“Damn it!†Itzal spawned some knifes from his cloak and began expertly throwing them at harnesses holding the blocks together, making sure to cut only the ones above Zeke.
Zeke looked up to see the blocks. “Heh, gravity. Far too slow.†Zeke jumped towards the wall, the block crashed down with a huge smash. He launched off the wall to land harmlessly on the block.
Whit managed to traverse the way of pits to another net Itzal produced, he loaded it, took aim and-
“I wouldn't do that if I was you!â€
Mike crashed down from the wall onto Whit, causing him to misfire the net harmlessly.
Itzal watched as Whit struggled to get Mike off his back, turning back to Zeke, who is looking incredibly smug on the block.
“You fool! You ruined everything!â€
“The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry.â€