Re: Pitched Combat [Round 3: Overtime]
03-28-2010, 05:49 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MalkyTop.
"What're these buttons for?" The trio were now standing right in front of a handleless door. There were numbers above it. The '3' was currently lit up.
"One button is an arrow pointing up and the other is one pointing down. I assume somehow this takes us up to different floors." And with that technological hurdle jumped, Right nudged the up button with his snout. The doors opened and they walked in to the moving room.
As soon as the elevator doors closed behind the trio, the lights flickered in a vaguely threatening manner and the Muzak that was spewing contently out of the speakers suddenly cut off. A shadowy figured appeared, looming and glaring. It looked slightly like the fellow named Joe Peacock except taller. And they weren't watching his retreating back going around a corner.
The dark figure could loom over Eemp quite easily, but both Right and Rong refused to let it be taller than them. They simply raised themselves to his eye level.
"You..." It looked surprise for a moment but continued anyways. "...You don't belong here..."
"Yeah, we already know that," Rong sighed, rolling her eyes.
"I think as dragon heads surgically attached as arms of a straw doll, we don't really belong anywhere," Right added. "If you're just going to stand there, do you mind pushing the button for the top floor?"
"I'm not doing anything for you, intruders..." the figure hissed. "...Why don't you just leave, hm?"
"We'd do that if you would just let us go to the top floor."
"Front doors, idiots."
"Too late. We've already been warned not to go down."
"This guy is getting on my nerves," Rong growled. It was amazing the smoke rolling out of her mouth wasn't setting off any fire alarms. Then again, it was just a subconscious. "Shadowman here isn't important for this Joe guy's brain, is he?"
"Judging by his appearance, I'd say his death would actually be beneficial to dear Joe. Fire away."
As soon as the flames finally died down in the small elevator and Right coughed out some errant embers and slightly regretted that decision, they saw that the rather evil-ish looking guy was gone. Either he had been turned to ash or disappeared before Rong's fire could burn him alive. Um, if subconscious entities could be considered 'alive.'
With that out of the way, Right simply pressed the button and they were on their way to the fifth floor.
"What're these buttons for?" The trio were now standing right in front of a handleless door. There were numbers above it. The '3' was currently lit up.
"One button is an arrow pointing up and the other is one pointing down. I assume somehow this takes us up to different floors." And with that technological hurdle jumped, Right nudged the up button with his snout. The doors opened and they walked in to the moving room.
As soon as the elevator doors closed behind the trio, the lights flickered in a vaguely threatening manner and the Muzak that was spewing contently out of the speakers suddenly cut off. A shadowy figured appeared, looming and glaring. It looked slightly like the fellow named Joe Peacock except taller. And they weren't watching his retreating back going around a corner.
The dark figure could loom over Eemp quite easily, but both Right and Rong refused to let it be taller than them. They simply raised themselves to his eye level.
"You..." It looked surprise for a moment but continued anyways. "...You don't belong here..."
"Yeah, we already know that," Rong sighed, rolling her eyes.
"I think as dragon heads surgically attached as arms of a straw doll, we don't really belong anywhere," Right added. "If you're just going to stand there, do you mind pushing the button for the top floor?"
"I'm not doing anything for you, intruders..." the figure hissed. "...Why don't you just leave, hm?"
"We'd do that if you would just let us go to the top floor."
"Front doors, idiots."
"Too late. We've already been warned not to go down."
"This guy is getting on my nerves," Rong growled. It was amazing the smoke rolling out of her mouth wasn't setting off any fire alarms. Then again, it was just a subconscious. "Shadowman here isn't important for this Joe guy's brain, is he?"
"Judging by his appearance, I'd say his death would actually be beneficial to dear Joe. Fire away."
As soon as the flames finally died down in the small elevator and Right coughed out some errant embers and slightly regretted that decision, they saw that the rather evil-ish looking guy was gone. Either he had been turned to ash or disappeared before Rong's fire could burn him alive. Um, if subconscious entities could be considered 'alive.'
With that out of the way, Right simply pressed the button and they were on their way to the fifth floor.