Re: The Battle Majestic (Round 2 - Firestar)
03-02-2010, 05:42 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Not The Author.
"Great."
Jacob, reaching the small grove of palm, skillfully and rapidly scaled the most promising of the bunch. The particular tree he'd chosen was rather tall, and carried a bounty of ripe coconuts. Though his ascent was made slightly more difficult by his unwillingness to part with his sword, it would prove useful in retrieving the typically stuborn fruits from their perch. Reaching the apex of the tree, he shot a cursory glance around the island as he severed his meal.
"Just."
The massive volcano, towards which all eyes were inevitably drawn, was emitting a thin wisp of shadowy smoke from its peak, perhaps a bit odd for a mountain unscheduled to erupt for another half-year or so. Surrounding the rocky cone was a thick forest, likely filled with exotic flora and fauna. The trees seemed thicker towards this end of the island, though this was likely the fault of perspective rather than geography. Jacob wasn't able to give these much thought, though, as his gaze was brought back around to the beach upon which they had begun.
"Fucking."
Vex was fighting Sen.
Vex. The sensible one. The one who'd tried to save them. The one who'd spared Blitz when Blitz would've killed them all.
And he was fighting Sen. Winning, too.
"Great."
Jacob dropped from the tree, leaving his snack where it lay. He'd intended to save some of them for later, give them to the others. But at the moment, he needed to deal with Vex.
The satyr's plan, assuming he had one, made some amount of sense: an island in the middle of nowhere was not an easy place to escape from. Factor in the lack of information on where and when they were - for all Jacob knew, this could be the only landmass on the entire planet - and the death of a contestant might land them somewhere more condusive to evacuation. Not that they couldn't survive indefinitely on Firestar; there was apparently food enough to support a native population. The most immediate problem with that plan, though, was Sen. Another Yggdrasil would alter the structure of the island as it had the Bubble Universe, and who knew what that would do in the prescence of an active volcano?
Jacob, however, was more concerned with the rate of Magog's growth. As far as he understood, which was admittedly less than he'd like, Vex's indigo arm was responsible for the multitude of derranged happenings, such as the Elevator Of Doom, and more recently the Grabby Glassy Hands. If the death of one of the contestants caused the God of Mindless Chaos to double in size, Jacob didn't wan't to think about what might happen when Vex realized he was directly responsible for that death.
Theoretically, there was a solution, but it would have to be done soon. Preferrably now.
These thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of the native amazons.
Jacob had not gone a quarter of the way to the battleground when Vex was distracted by a wayward spear. Glancing towards the forest, Jacob caught sight of several lightly-clad, tan-skinned, muscular women emerging from the trees. At another time, in another place, Jacob might've found them rather attractive, particularly when he realized they were moving in his direction.
He had not time to gawk, however, for the women were not exactly approaching him. They only gave such an appearance from chasing the terrifying green beast now bearing down on his position.
"Best. Day. Ever."
Against what many people would call 'logic,' but what he would call 'fear,' Jacob resumed his original heading towards Sen, albeit slightly more shore-ward than before.
"Great."
Jacob, reaching the small grove of palm, skillfully and rapidly scaled the most promising of the bunch. The particular tree he'd chosen was rather tall, and carried a bounty of ripe coconuts. Though his ascent was made slightly more difficult by his unwillingness to part with his sword, it would prove useful in retrieving the typically stuborn fruits from their perch. Reaching the apex of the tree, he shot a cursory glance around the island as he severed his meal.
"Just."
The massive volcano, towards which all eyes were inevitably drawn, was emitting a thin wisp of shadowy smoke from its peak, perhaps a bit odd for a mountain unscheduled to erupt for another half-year or so. Surrounding the rocky cone was a thick forest, likely filled with exotic flora and fauna. The trees seemed thicker towards this end of the island, though this was likely the fault of perspective rather than geography. Jacob wasn't able to give these much thought, though, as his gaze was brought back around to the beach upon which they had begun.
"Fucking."
Vex was fighting Sen.
Vex. The sensible one. The one who'd tried to save them. The one who'd spared Blitz when Blitz would've killed them all.
And he was fighting Sen. Winning, too.
"Great."
Jacob dropped from the tree, leaving his snack where it lay. He'd intended to save some of them for later, give them to the others. But at the moment, he needed to deal with Vex.
The satyr's plan, assuming he had one, made some amount of sense: an island in the middle of nowhere was not an easy place to escape from. Factor in the lack of information on where and when they were - for all Jacob knew, this could be the only landmass on the entire planet - and the death of a contestant might land them somewhere more condusive to evacuation. Not that they couldn't survive indefinitely on Firestar; there was apparently food enough to support a native population. The most immediate problem with that plan, though, was Sen. Another Yggdrasil would alter the structure of the island as it had the Bubble Universe, and who knew what that would do in the prescence of an active volcano?
Jacob, however, was more concerned with the rate of Magog's growth. As far as he understood, which was admittedly less than he'd like, Vex's indigo arm was responsible for the multitude of derranged happenings, such as the Elevator Of Doom, and more recently the Grabby Glassy Hands. If the death of one of the contestants caused the God of Mindless Chaos to double in size, Jacob didn't wan't to think about what might happen when Vex realized he was directly responsible for that death.
Theoretically, there was a solution, but it would have to be done soon. Preferrably now.
These thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of the native amazons.
Jacob had not gone a quarter of the way to the battleground when Vex was distracted by a wayward spear. Glancing towards the forest, Jacob caught sight of several lightly-clad, tan-skinned, muscular women emerging from the trees. At another time, in another place, Jacob might've found them rather attractive, particularly when he realized they were moving in his direction.
He had not time to gawk, however, for the women were not exactly approaching him. They only gave such an appearance from chasing the terrifying green beast now bearing down on his position.
"Best. Day. Ever."
Against what many people would call 'logic,' but what he would call 'fear,' Jacob resumed his original heading towards Sen, albeit slightly more shore-ward than before.