Re: The Battle Majestic (Round 3 - Oxbow Inc.)
09-01-2010, 10:40 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Weldar.
Steven was once again shaken by the round change. It was strange, he should have been used to it, it was such a familiar feeling, yet somehow also so different, something about it was just warped and wrong compared the gates he'd become accustomed to. Perhaps it was the fact that for Steven each new gate always brought with it the faintest glimmer of hope while in this twisted battle the changes of scenery signified only failure and death. Although that wasn't entirely true a little more had happened in this scene transition, and maybe there was a little glimmer of hope there as well. They don't approve of what Vex is doing, this was supposed to be a fight to the death and yet he's managed to get almost everyone working together trying to escape, they put obstacles into the fight us and he makes peace with them. Steven glanced down at his gloves. Could it be the one's behind this all aren't quite as powerful as they seem? Yes, it has to be. These gloves have to be the reason I'm here, without them I'm still basically a normal guy, surely not that interesting to watch in a fight. But the gloves are only a smaller part of a whole, why not take the entire thing? He's much more powerful and surely would have been a better choice of fighter? There has the be limits on what they can do, they couldn't take a god. And maybe, just maybe if we keep working together we can find those limits and beat them.
Steven's bubble had long since landed, he appeared to be in some sort of storeroom. There wasn't any signs on life nearby, just shelves full of various crates and boxes. With two feet on the ground again Steven suddenly realized how tired he was, any newfound determination his thoughts has given him was quickly washed away by a wave of exhaustion.
"Ughh, maybe I went a bit overboard with chains. That took way more out of me than he expected" he mumbled to no-one in particular.
He shuffled over to a nearby shelf and slumped down against it, releasing his gloves as he went.
"You guys go look around a bit, just don't go too far. I'm just gonna rest a bit here okay.
Steven was once again shaken by the round change. It was strange, he should have been used to it, it was such a familiar feeling, yet somehow also so different, something about it was just warped and wrong compared the gates he'd become accustomed to. Perhaps it was the fact that for Steven each new gate always brought with it the faintest glimmer of hope while in this twisted battle the changes of scenery signified only failure and death. Although that wasn't entirely true a little more had happened in this scene transition, and maybe there was a little glimmer of hope there as well. They don't approve of what Vex is doing, this was supposed to be a fight to the death and yet he's managed to get almost everyone working together trying to escape, they put obstacles into the fight us and he makes peace with them. Steven glanced down at his gloves. Could it be the one's behind this all aren't quite as powerful as they seem? Yes, it has to be. These gloves have to be the reason I'm here, without them I'm still basically a normal guy, surely not that interesting to watch in a fight. But the gloves are only a smaller part of a whole, why not take the entire thing? He's much more powerful and surely would have been a better choice of fighter? There has the be limits on what they can do, they couldn't take a god. And maybe, just maybe if we keep working together we can find those limits and beat them.
Steven's bubble had long since landed, he appeared to be in some sort of storeroom. There wasn't any signs on life nearby, just shelves full of various crates and boxes. With two feet on the ground again Steven suddenly realized how tired he was, any newfound determination his thoughts has given him was quickly washed away by a wave of exhaustion.
"Ughh, maybe I went a bit overboard with chains. That took way more out of me than he expected" he mumbled to no-one in particular.
He shuffled over to a nearby shelf and slumped down against it, releasing his gloves as he went.
"You guys go look around a bit, just don't go too far. I'm just gonna rest a bit here okay.