Re: Mini-Grand 5111 [Round 1: Pan Asia Airways Flight 1727]
10-21-2011, 09:17 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Pharmacy.
Kay continued to trudge her way through the crowd, unintentionally smearing blood on nearby passengers. She had a task, to look for that garishly-dressed opponent and give him a worthy challenge. However, she had to admit: she was not making any progress in her searching. She was getting frustrated. How could she miss such a man dressed in a ridiculous outfit? With that realization, Kay’s frustrations intensified even more.
Before she decided to blow up again, fortune smiled upon and lo, and behold. There was her opponent and boy, was he unmistakable (hard to miss an astronaut with a fishbowl helmet)! With Batman’s appearance in her unseen eyes, Kay balked. He looked too crazy. Well, Kay was pretty crazy too However, that man, he was a particular kind of crazy, a sort of off-putting crazy. Suddenly, Kay was not so sure if she should really fight that, uh, guy.
However, a DUEL IS A STILL A DUEL. It had been a while since she had a proper fight. She was going to take any chances that fate decided for her. With a dramatic swing of her arm, she pulled out her saber. The combination of the brandished blade and the wet noise of her withdrawing weapon convinced the (disgusted) crowd to make a two-foot radius around her. "YOU!" Kay belted out, intending to gather attention of Batman, "PREPARE TO –"
Somewhere in the Pan Asia cockpit, the advanced monitor beeped rapidly, signaling that the front of Airway was dipping yet another degree down, accelerating the turbulence on the plane. People started to lose their footing. The floor began to slant steeper. Most of all, there was luggage, luggage everywhere – scattering like marbles on a linoleum floor. An errant cart, filled to the brim with cases and souvenirs was rushing down the lane and unfortunately, Kay was at the end and –
<font color="DarkRed">SLAM</font>
Reeling from the force, Kay tumbled through the air like an injured bird. Though her hands managed an iron grip on her saber and her ornate pistol, her head, though protected by the massive mask, was not clear. With a heavy splat, Kay landed on front of the police car, slathering the entire vehicle with her blood much to the consternation of the profanity-spewing bird cop duo. Archmage Rannus, however, was understandably concerned about her rude but accidental entrance.
Amidst the "oh shit," "oh man," and other inventive phrases of the two, Avus Par had enough hold of himself to flick on the windshield wipers. After all, their front window irritatingly covered with disgusting and opaque blood. A stream of cleaning fluid sprayed out, diluting some of the thick liquid. Finally, the wipers moved, whacking on Kay’s face while they were at their cleaning duties.
If Kay was conscious, she would be understandably pissed.
Kay continued to trudge her way through the crowd, unintentionally smearing blood on nearby passengers. She had a task, to look for that garishly-dressed opponent and give him a worthy challenge. However, she had to admit: she was not making any progress in her searching. She was getting frustrated. How could she miss such a man dressed in a ridiculous outfit? With that realization, Kay’s frustrations intensified even more.
Before she decided to blow up again, fortune smiled upon and lo, and behold. There was her opponent and boy, was he unmistakable (hard to miss an astronaut with a fishbowl helmet)! With Batman’s appearance in her unseen eyes, Kay balked. He looked too crazy. Well, Kay was pretty crazy too However, that man, he was a particular kind of crazy, a sort of off-putting crazy. Suddenly, Kay was not so sure if she should really fight that, uh, guy.
However, a DUEL IS A STILL A DUEL. It had been a while since she had a proper fight. She was going to take any chances that fate decided for her. With a dramatic swing of her arm, she pulled out her saber. The combination of the brandished blade and the wet noise of her withdrawing weapon convinced the (disgusted) crowd to make a two-foot radius around her. "YOU!" Kay belted out, intending to gather attention of Batman, "PREPARE TO –"
Somewhere in the Pan Asia cockpit, the advanced monitor beeped rapidly, signaling that the front of Airway was dipping yet another degree down, accelerating the turbulence on the plane. People started to lose their footing. The floor began to slant steeper. Most of all, there was luggage, luggage everywhere – scattering like marbles on a linoleum floor. An errant cart, filled to the brim with cases and souvenirs was rushing down the lane and unfortunately, Kay was at the end and –
<font color="DarkRed">SLAM</font>
Reeling from the force, Kay tumbled through the air like an injured bird. Though her hands managed an iron grip on her saber and her ornate pistol, her head, though protected by the massive mask, was not clear. With a heavy splat, Kay landed on front of the police car, slathering the entire vehicle with her blood much to the consternation of the profanity-spewing bird cop duo. Archmage Rannus, however, was understandably concerned about her rude but accidental entrance.
Amidst the "oh shit," "oh man," and other inventive phrases of the two, Avus Par had enough hold of himself to flick on the windshield wipers. After all, their front window irritatingly covered with disgusting and opaque blood. A stream of cleaning fluid sprayed out, diluting some of the thick liquid. Finally, the wipers moved, whacking on Kay’s face while they were at their cleaning duties.
If Kay was conscious, she would be understandably pissed.