Re: Battle Royale! Round 5: Monte Casino
01-25-2010, 04:26 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Drakenforge.
Mike was flung backwards and collided with a large brute of a man, he sailed further through the air and smashed into a slot machine. His opponent was a tall man with stuble around his face and a horribly scarred right hand. Even with both vectors blocking he had taken quite a tumble. He noticed Zeke and grinned at him.
"I hope you havn't lost your touch. I've already killed three people"
"Don't count me out just yet. I'll deal with these three,you mind your own fights."
Tch. So full of himself. Mike pulled himself from the broken wreckage just as the stubbled guy leaped towards him intending to kill him with one blow. Mike sled his left foot out to the side and dodged swiflty, his vectors caught him in the shoulder and cut his entire arm off. Blood spurted across the room covering several people, one of which was a little girl.
Her eyes filled with evil inent bore down into Mike's soul. His soul barked back. She sprinted forward, demonic tendrils lashing out at him. He backstepped, slit through several and lopped her head off, before turning around and ripping the previous mans heart out. He squished it and laughed.
"After all we've been through, I think these guys are small fry"
Meanwhile, a meager looking janitor brought his large brush out. His eyelids were permenently half open and he payed no heed as he sweeped up the bleeding black mess on the floor.
Mike was flung backwards and collided with a large brute of a man, he sailed further through the air and smashed into a slot machine. His opponent was a tall man with stuble around his face and a horribly scarred right hand. Even with both vectors blocking he had taken quite a tumble. He noticed Zeke and grinned at him.
"I hope you havn't lost your touch. I've already killed three people"
"Don't count me out just yet. I'll deal with these three,you mind your own fights."
Tch. So full of himself. Mike pulled himself from the broken wreckage just as the stubbled guy leaped towards him intending to kill him with one blow. Mike sled his left foot out to the side and dodged swiflty, his vectors caught him in the shoulder and cut his entire arm off. Blood spurted across the room covering several people, one of which was a little girl.
Her eyes filled with evil inent bore down into Mike's soul. His soul barked back. She sprinted forward, demonic tendrils lashing out at him. He backstepped, slit through several and lopped her head off, before turning around and ripping the previous mans heart out. He squished it and laughed.
"After all we've been through, I think these guys are small fry"
Meanwhile, a meager looking janitor brought his large brush out. His eyelids were permenently half open and he payed no heed as he sweeped up the bleeding black mess on the floor.