Re: Mini-Grand 5107 [Round 1: Macbeth]
09-02-2011, 01:18 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by ch00_bakka.
It was him. (Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Goddammit gotta get th' fuck away!) Joseph quickly drew his old rusty sword. He held it up as the three Macbeths advanced on him, and the two other Macbeths held them off. (This 's getting' ridiculous. What th' hell is HE doin' HERE?) As Joe back bumped into the wall, Macbeth (Th' ORIGINAL, god-fuckin'-dammit) shouted, at the top of his lungs, (He never did have much a' an inside voice) "GODDAMMITMACFUFFYERGONNAGITYERS! YELLPAYFERYEGODDAMNDBTRAYL!" He swung his huge sword over his head, and brought it down towards where Joe was cowering against the wall. METAL's arm shot out and blocked the sword, but he couldn't get a good grip on the slick steel. Macbeth drew back, and prepared for another assault.
As the Thane prepared to attack again, METAL shouted, "UNKN0WN UN1T DES1GNATED <Macbeth Alpha>, CEASE AGGRES10N! UN1TS <David Whitcome> AND <Macbeth Beta>, CEASE A1D1NG UN1T <Macbeth Alpha>! ANY FURTHER AGGRESS10N T0 UN1T <Joseph Banks> W1LL BE DEALT W1TH SEVERELY BY 1, MACBETH PR1ME!" METAL grew a sword out of his arm, and stepped forwards to block the three angry Macbeths.
Sunspot muttered, just loud enough for his other half to hear, "The robot is dealing with the knight. Should we take the vampire or the actor?"
"The actor has the sword. But the vampire could be even more dangerous, especially if he manages to get someone under his thrall."
"So then what do we do? We can't actually defeat any of the Macbeths... That might set off the smoke machines."
Nightowl though in silence for a moment. "I know. Can I use the body for a moment?"
"Be my guest," the alien said, and relaxed his control over their shared body. Nightowl immediately leapt into action, swinging the cross METAL had thrown to him at the vampire. Count Macbeth leapt back as angry red welts started to form when the cross got to close, shouting, "That'sh cheating! That shouldn't work! It doesn't back at home!" Nightowl kept up his advance. It was good to know that the Count was on unfamiliar ground here. He maneuvered him backstage, whispering to Sunspot, "If he doesn't die onstage, the machines shouldn't go off. I hope." He looked around for something to use as a stake. He snatched up Joseph's guitar, and snapped the neck. Nightowl advanced on the vampire with his makeshift stake. The count yelled, "No! You will not defeat me! I am Count Macbeth! I shlayed the great Dracula himshelf! I am the Vampire Lord! You will-" He then fell back onto Joseph's couch. Nightowl took the opening, and sprung. The stake speared through the Count's heart and lodged in the couch. He went limp.
(Fuck. This goddamn actor keeps chasin' me. Thinks I'm Macduff. what th' hell's join' on here? First th' whole "battle" thing, 'n' then that BASTARD 'pears outa' NOWHERE, 'n' then EV'RYONE starts t' chase me. An' now th' ACTOR's chasin' me. With th' sword I stole fair 'n' square fr'm that bullshit might 'n th' future 'r somethin'. Ohshit. He's b'hind me. Shit shit shit. Agh! No! git th' fuck away! Nonononono-) David's sword pierced Joe's heart. The traveler fell to the ground. The couch was without an owner. It selected the nearest living being.
The floor shook as METAL attacked the king. Sunspot and Nightowl fell back onto the couch. At that moment, David speared Joe's heart. The couch, hero, and vampire were pulled through to the next world.
It was him. (Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Goddammit gotta get th' fuck away!) Joseph quickly drew his old rusty sword. He held it up as the three Macbeths advanced on him, and the two other Macbeths held them off. (This 's getting' ridiculous. What th' hell is HE doin' HERE?) As Joe back bumped into the wall, Macbeth (Th' ORIGINAL, god-fuckin'-dammit) shouted, at the top of his lungs, (He never did have much a' an inside voice) "GODDAMMITMACFUFFYERGONNAGITYERS! YELLPAYFERYEGODDAMNDBTRAYL!" He swung his huge sword over his head, and brought it down towards where Joe was cowering against the wall. METAL's arm shot out and blocked the sword, but he couldn't get a good grip on the slick steel. Macbeth drew back, and prepared for another assault.
As the Thane prepared to attack again, METAL shouted, "UNKN0WN UN1T DES1GNATED <Macbeth Alpha>, CEASE AGGRES10N! UN1TS <David Whitcome> AND <Macbeth Beta>, CEASE A1D1NG UN1T <Macbeth Alpha>! ANY FURTHER AGGRESS10N T0 UN1T <Joseph Banks> W1LL BE DEALT W1TH SEVERELY BY 1, MACBETH PR1ME!" METAL grew a sword out of his arm, and stepped forwards to block the three angry Macbeths.
Sunspot muttered, just loud enough for his other half to hear, "The robot is dealing with the knight. Should we take the vampire or the actor?"
"The actor has the sword. But the vampire could be even more dangerous, especially if he manages to get someone under his thrall."
"So then what do we do? We can't actually defeat any of the Macbeths... That might set off the smoke machines."
Nightowl though in silence for a moment. "I know. Can I use the body for a moment?"
"Be my guest," the alien said, and relaxed his control over their shared body. Nightowl immediately leapt into action, swinging the cross METAL had thrown to him at the vampire. Count Macbeth leapt back as angry red welts started to form when the cross got to close, shouting, "That'sh cheating! That shouldn't work! It doesn't back at home!" Nightowl kept up his advance. It was good to know that the Count was on unfamiliar ground here. He maneuvered him backstage, whispering to Sunspot, "If he doesn't die onstage, the machines shouldn't go off. I hope." He looked around for something to use as a stake. He snatched up Joseph's guitar, and snapped the neck. Nightowl advanced on the vampire with his makeshift stake. The count yelled, "No! You will not defeat me! I am Count Macbeth! I shlayed the great Dracula himshelf! I am the Vampire Lord! You will-" He then fell back onto Joseph's couch. Nightowl took the opening, and sprung. The stake speared through the Count's heart and lodged in the couch. He went limp.
(Fuck. This goddamn actor keeps chasin' me. Thinks I'm Macduff. what th' hell's join' on here? First th' whole "battle" thing, 'n' then that BASTARD 'pears outa' NOWHERE, 'n' then EV'RYONE starts t' chase me. An' now th' ACTOR's chasin' me. With th' sword I stole fair 'n' square fr'm that bullshit might 'n th' future 'r somethin'. Ohshit. He's b'hind me. Shit shit shit. Agh! No! git th' fuck away! Nonononono-) David's sword pierced Joe's heart. The traveler fell to the ground. The couch was without an owner. It selected the nearest living being.
The floor shook as METAL attacked the king. Sunspot and Nightowl fell back onto the couch. At that moment, David speared Joe's heart. The couch, hero, and vampire were pulled through to the next world.