Re: Pitched Combat [Final Round: Simulacrum Citadel]
12-15-2010, 05:48 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MalkyTop.
"This is so frustrating," Rong whined as they passed through yet another random area that they had never seen before. "When are we actually gonna find him? Geez! This is getting boring!"
"Someday I hope that you will learn to do something else besides whine."
By now he had completely stopped paying attention to his surroundings. It didn't seem to matter too much. All of them could be described as 'places he didn't recognize filled with things he had never seen before.' As far as Right could tell right now, they were in a place with a lot of glass rooms that had people inside who usually were in a lot of pain, physical or mental or both. It was a little disturbing. But luckily, he was very devoted to the task of not paying attention to his surroundings.
"Seriously, if this keeps up, then we're never gonna find him," Rong continued.
Right stared at her for a moment. "You mean if we continue not finding him, then we are not going to find him? I wouldn't have guessed."
"Shut up!"
After carefully avoiding looking directly at a room exhibiting the meticulous process one would go through to peel someone's skin right off, Right continued, "Just sit tight. There's nothing much we can do besides look around. I'm fairly certain we'll find him soon anyways..."
Rong just sighed loudly and lazily looked about. "Oh look, there's a guy."
There was indeed a guy clomping straight towards them, probably scowling or sadistically grinning under that dark helmet of his. He seemed to be shaped oddly so...an alien? Whatever he was, he was charging right towards them, so Rong responded as she usually did. With fire.
The strange figure writhed in the flames in surprise but really didn't seem too affected by it, besides the fact that it was glowing red-hot now.
"What?! More fire-proof guys?! Why can't things just explode? I want a good ol' combustion!"
"Well, at least he doesn't seem too burnt up about it," Right said blithely.
"I will kill you."
"Yeah, yeah." As the armored thing lurched towards them, Right snapped a sharp whip of mixed liquids right into its skull-like thing. It split in half and, with a shudder and a few sparks, the thing collapsed.
"Hey, it was a machine!" Rong shouted rather unnecesarily.
"Aw, some of the water evaporated..."
Rong started to swing her head around wildly. "Are they all machines?"
"It doesn't matter either way," Right said, suddenly wondering what a mixture of tea and brandy would actually taste like. "They probably won't give us too much trouble..."
"Actually," Right suddenly continued, a thought occurring to him. "I wonder if there's anything here that involves a lot of water. That would be rather convenient. If I get the...erm...theme of this place right, I'm pretty sure there were a few, ah, torture methods involving water..."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Still wanna find Jor--"
A whole bunch of screaming caught their attention. It was very recognizable screaming. Turning towards it, they saw Jordan rounding the bend. Rong grinned. "Ah, perfect! Now we--"
Then the hooded executioner followed him.
Without thinking, Rong breathed out a fan of fire towards the executioner, who tried to stop in surprise. Jordan, his vision now filled with fire, panicked a little bit more and threw his hands up so that the fire moved over him and hit the executioner full on. His exposed skin burned off and as he yelped, Right took the chance to axe him through the head.
At this point, the dragons noticed that Jordan had already ran off and was now turning the corner towards another row of exhibits. "Hey!" Rong shouted as they started giving chase. "You stupid kid! Stop! Dammit! Gaaah, I'll kill you!"
"Somehow, I doubt that will encourage him to."
"This is so frustrating," Rong whined as they passed through yet another random area that they had never seen before. "When are we actually gonna find him? Geez! This is getting boring!"
"Someday I hope that you will learn to do something else besides whine."
By now he had completely stopped paying attention to his surroundings. It didn't seem to matter too much. All of them could be described as 'places he didn't recognize filled with things he had never seen before.' As far as Right could tell right now, they were in a place with a lot of glass rooms that had people inside who usually were in a lot of pain, physical or mental or both. It was a little disturbing. But luckily, he was very devoted to the task of not paying attention to his surroundings.
"Seriously, if this keeps up, then we're never gonna find him," Rong continued.
Right stared at her for a moment. "You mean if we continue not finding him, then we are not going to find him? I wouldn't have guessed."
"Shut up!"
After carefully avoiding looking directly at a room exhibiting the meticulous process one would go through to peel someone's skin right off, Right continued, "Just sit tight. There's nothing much we can do besides look around. I'm fairly certain we'll find him soon anyways..."
Rong just sighed loudly and lazily looked about. "Oh look, there's a guy."
There was indeed a guy clomping straight towards them, probably scowling or sadistically grinning under that dark helmet of his. He seemed to be shaped oddly so...an alien? Whatever he was, he was charging right towards them, so Rong responded as she usually did. With fire.
The strange figure writhed in the flames in surprise but really didn't seem too affected by it, besides the fact that it was glowing red-hot now.
"What?! More fire-proof guys?! Why can't things just explode? I want a good ol' combustion!"
"Well, at least he doesn't seem too burnt up about it," Right said blithely.
"I will kill you."
"Yeah, yeah." As the armored thing lurched towards them, Right snapped a sharp whip of mixed liquids right into its skull-like thing. It split in half and, with a shudder and a few sparks, the thing collapsed.
"Hey, it was a machine!" Rong shouted rather unnecesarily.
"Aw, some of the water evaporated..."
Rong started to swing her head around wildly. "Are they all machines?"
"It doesn't matter either way," Right said, suddenly wondering what a mixture of tea and brandy would actually taste like. "They probably won't give us too much trouble..."
"Actually," Right suddenly continued, a thought occurring to him. "I wonder if there's anything here that involves a lot of water. That would be rather convenient. If I get the...erm...theme of this place right, I'm pretty sure there were a few, ah, torture methods involving water..."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Still wanna find Jor--"
A whole bunch of screaming caught their attention. It was very recognizable screaming. Turning towards it, they saw Jordan rounding the bend. Rong grinned. "Ah, perfect! Now we--"
Then the hooded executioner followed him.
Without thinking, Rong breathed out a fan of fire towards the executioner, who tried to stop in surprise. Jordan, his vision now filled with fire, panicked a little bit more and threw his hands up so that the fire moved over him and hit the executioner full on. His exposed skin burned off and as he yelped, Right took the chance to axe him through the head.
At this point, the dragons noticed that Jordan had already ran off and was now turning the corner towards another row of exhibits. "Hey!" Rong shouted as they started giving chase. "You stupid kid! Stop! Dammit! Gaaah, I'll kill you!"
"Somehow, I doubt that will encourage him to."