Re: Mini-Grand 5107 [Round 2: Brambletown]
09-14-2011, 10:14 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Solaris.
[color=#JUSTICE]"So... what caused all of... this?"
Reluctantly following Joanne into the lower floors of the building, Night Owl took this time to place information gathering at the top of his priority list.
<font color="#FF0038">"Well... that's a toughie."[/color] Joanne looked to the side momentarily before continuing, "Now, I haven't gotten the full list yet, but long story short, some time ago some scientists decided to make sentient dog robots. We used them and other models, gorillas, cats, Dodo Birds, for pretty much each and every part of normal life. Later, BIG SURPRISE, they went fuckin crazy and began to try to take over the world."
Sunspot held his mouth agape at the tragedy, Night Owl clenched his fist. "But... we saw so much destruction... how long has it been like this?"
"Few weeks."
"Weeks? All of this destruction was caused in a few weeks?" For emphasis, Sunspot pointed out of the window, accidentally letting loose a ball of flame. "What about law enforcement, the army, or heroes?"
"The robots were the police and army, and you're the first flying guy in tights we've had around here."
Once more there was silence. Night Owl broke it. "So what makes you different? Why has the rest of the world fallen so easily while you did not."
Joanne let a sly smirk appear. She stopped her walk for a moment and posed."Easy. We McAffles were prepared. We don't like dogs. Never have. So we had a cache of supplies just for the occasion."
"Bu-"
*crack*
Joanne lifted a radio to her ear. "Yea? Uh-huh? Got it. Over and out." She did not look pleased.
"What happened?"
"It seems that a robot got in the building. He hasn't done anything yet, but he looks a bit tough and we've got nothing all the way where he is." She placed the radio back and bit at her thumb, her foot tapping with her thoughts. Then it hit her. "Could you?"
"What about the worm?" and "We can't let you go alone!" were quickly replied.
"Look, we can't let a robot loose on this building, it is our last hope. I can't get up there fast enough, only you two can. I can deal with this myself. After a bit she added, "Please."
The heroic duo grumbled a bit, deciding that it would be the logical thing to do... before Night Owl remembered a certain contestant and asked for the radio.
"Describe the robot to me."</font>
Reluctantly following Joanne into the lower floors of the building, Night Owl took this time to place information gathering at the top of his priority list.
<font color="#FF0038">"Well... that's a toughie."[/color] Joanne looked to the side momentarily before continuing, "Now, I haven't gotten the full list yet, but long story short, some time ago some scientists decided to make sentient dog robots. We used them and other models, gorillas, cats, Dodo Birds, for pretty much each and every part of normal life. Later, BIG SURPRISE, they went fuckin crazy and began to try to take over the world."
Sunspot held his mouth agape at the tragedy, Night Owl clenched his fist. "But... we saw so much destruction... how long has it been like this?"
"Few weeks."
"Weeks? All of this destruction was caused in a few weeks?" For emphasis, Sunspot pointed out of the window, accidentally letting loose a ball of flame. "What about law enforcement, the army, or heroes?"
"The robots were the police and army, and you're the first flying guy in tights we've had around here."
Once more there was silence. Night Owl broke it. "So what makes you different? Why has the rest of the world fallen so easily while you did not."
Joanne let a sly smirk appear. She stopped her walk for a moment and posed."Easy. We McAffles were prepared. We don't like dogs. Never have. So we had a cache of supplies just for the occasion."
"Bu-"
*crack*
Joanne lifted a radio to her ear. "Yea? Uh-huh? Got it. Over and out." She did not look pleased.
"What happened?"
"It seems that a robot got in the building. He hasn't done anything yet, but he looks a bit tough and we've got nothing all the way where he is." She placed the radio back and bit at her thumb, her foot tapping with her thoughts. Then it hit her. "Could you?"
"What about the worm?" and "We can't let you go alone!" were quickly replied.
"Look, we can't let a robot loose on this building, it is our last hope. I can't get up there fast enough, only you two can. I can deal with this myself. After a bit she added, "Please."
The heroic duo grumbled a bit, deciding that it would be the logical thing to do... before Night Owl remembered a certain contestant and asked for the radio.
"Describe the robot to me."</font>