Re: Mini-Grand 5109 [Round 2: Aranina]
01-08-2012, 05:53 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Solaris.
So a Satyr, a Skeleton and a Brute walk into a bar, only it isn't a bar it is a house, and the skeleton doesn't really walk so much as he floats there but that's beside the point. The point is they go somewhere and what awaits them is a little ball of angry in the shape of a human. The kid, which we all know is Aaron, had been awake for a while, but couldn't get past the locked door and had resorted to wanton destruction in light of his lack of exit.
Without any fanfare, other than a note of dissatisfaction after-the-fact, Brutus dealt with him the way he knew best.
"You know I still think that you probably should have tried talking him out of his fit."
He almost wished he hadn't.
At any rate, the group, accompanied by an unconscious child, made their way back to their oracle when they were stopped in the road by a mouse.
"Sirs, sirs, I have terrible news, hurry, hurry!'
"What is it?"
"She is coming."
All it took was the chill in his voice and the Satyr and the brute knew exactly who she was. Their look of fear was not enough for Vhaegar who continued to prattle on.
"So I assume she is someone bad? I mean, now that I think of it, you two haven't really explained much, I know that apparently I am a hero and so's that kid and the other guy, but I haven't really seen a villain per-sea and while I guess from this frozen silence you guys have going on it is this she."
"The Oracle will explain all, we must hurry."
The Oracle was fucked and she knew it.
The cards, stars, and leaves all suddenly said the exact same thing, as if every fiber of her being had walked under a ladder, been passed by a black cat, and did something stupid with salt. She didn't know what was worse, that it was happening or that she couldn't figure out anything more specific. She wasn't just a run of the mill oracle, she was The Oracle, uncertainty just was something that she had phased out of her life. Sure, she had small mysteries like, "Is there a traitor?" or "Where is that left sock?" but with the right tool that meant nothing.
She was scared, jumpy, and most of all, paranoid.
Not the best state to be in when a wanton group of people barge in, expected for a while, but at that moment, unannounced.
"Uhm, Oracle... you seem a bit... jumpy."
"Uhm well you see..."
"Why hello there Miss Oracle, it appears that you have all the answers here. Up on the table though, doesn't really seem like the best place for doing oracle things, if I recall correctly, usually you use a crystal ball or some cards or something, but I suppose every place is different and-"
"Please, time is of the essence, Oracle, Oracle, she is coming."
There was a moment of silence as The Oracle realized what all the uncertainty was about.
"Oh shit."
So a Satyr, a Skeleton and a Brute walk into a bar, only it isn't a bar it is a house, and the skeleton doesn't really walk so much as he floats there but that's beside the point. The point is they go somewhere and what awaits them is a little ball of angry in the shape of a human. The kid, which we all know is Aaron, had been awake for a while, but couldn't get past the locked door and had resorted to wanton destruction in light of his lack of exit.
Without any fanfare, other than a note of dissatisfaction after-the-fact, Brutus dealt with him the way he knew best.
"You know I still think that you probably should have tried talking him out of his fit."
He almost wished he hadn't.
At any rate, the group, accompanied by an unconscious child, made their way back to their oracle when they were stopped in the road by a mouse.
"Sirs, sirs, I have terrible news, hurry, hurry!'
"What is it?"
"She is coming."
All it took was the chill in his voice and the Satyr and the brute knew exactly who she was. Their look of fear was not enough for Vhaegar who continued to prattle on.
"So I assume she is someone bad? I mean, now that I think of it, you two haven't really explained much, I know that apparently I am a hero and so's that kid and the other guy, but I haven't really seen a villain per-sea and while I guess from this frozen silence you guys have going on it is this she."
"The Oracle will explain all, we must hurry."
The Oracle was fucked and she knew it.
The cards, stars, and leaves all suddenly said the exact same thing, as if every fiber of her being had walked under a ladder, been passed by a black cat, and did something stupid with salt. She didn't know what was worse, that it was happening or that she couldn't figure out anything more specific. She wasn't just a run of the mill oracle, she was The Oracle, uncertainty just was something that she had phased out of her life. Sure, she had small mysteries like, "Is there a traitor?" or "Where is that left sock?" but with the right tool that meant nothing.
She was scared, jumpy, and most of all, paranoid.
Not the best state to be in when a wanton group of people barge in, expected for a while, but at that moment, unannounced.
"Uhm, Oracle... you seem a bit... jumpy."
"Uhm well you see..."
"Why hello there Miss Oracle, it appears that you have all the answers here. Up on the table though, doesn't really seem like the best place for doing oracle things, if I recall correctly, usually you use a crystal ball or some cards or something, but I suppose every place is different and-"
"Please, time is of the essence, Oracle, Oracle, she is coming."
There was a moment of silence as The Oracle realized what all the uncertainty was about.
"Oh shit."