Re: Mini-Grand 5102 [Round 1: Sprawl-Mart]
07-22-2011, 04:47 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by XX.
Janet seethed at the disastrous turn her plans were taking. It was so rude of all the other contestants to come flailing by and ruin absolutely everything. The girl in the sweatsuit had been bad enough even without the freaky deer-tiger thing stomping around on her perfectly lovely golem, but now Mic… Miec… swordsthing had to crash the party as well? Who was going to be next, the guy giving out sausage samples? Why couldn’t everyone just let her have her fun, she thought angrily as she slammed the television construct’s foot into the ground, narrowly missing a scrambling Mollie and leaving a crater the size of a European car.
The poltergeist’s enraged shrieking and shaking was doing little to deter Rome, who was presently occupied with goring at what it assumed this new, strange beast’s neck was with its horns. Its mouth was open and panting and every few seconds it spit out a mouthful of wires and plastic to shriek its fury at the quickly gathering crowds. “DEATH,” it screamed above the roar of tearing plastic and shattering glass, “DEATH DEATH CARTHAGO DELENDA EST DEATH DEATH!” If it was at all aware that none of the people collected below had any idea what this meant, it was not particularly troubled; at any rate, its horns bit through inches of plastic and locked underneath the frame of the TV constituting the golem’s head. Briefly Rome’s frenzied gaze met Janet’s, uncomprehending animal instinct colliding with ghostly fury, and then with a massive wrenching of the Dust Beast’s neck the TV’s casing popped free and crashed down to the tiled ground below with a dull smack.
Janet’s ethereal form burst at once from the body of the now-useless golem. She was entirely unharmed, other than a wounded sense of pride, but she was beyond pissed at the way events were turning out. “That wasn’t fun at all!” She berated Rome, still occupied with rooting like a truffle pig through the remnants of the golem’s shoulders. Behind it, a whole swath of battered electronics collapsed into dust and was carried away on the air-conditioned breeze. “You can’t just come in here and break everyone else’s stuff! Especially not my stuff! Hey! Listen to me, you stupid horse thing, I’m talking to you!” She glanced down unhurriedly as the golem gave a tremendous groan, the ghostly energies that had supported it rapidly failing as it lost the fight against gravity.
On the other end of the golem’s increasingly unstable body, Miecz’s ears pricked up at the ominous creak of hi-def technology grinding against itself in a relentless downward spiral. He hadn’t expected this foe to be conquered so easily, but since that same foe was now the only thing separating him from a long and unpleasant fall he was of the opinion that there was nothing shameful about abandoning it. His paws shoved off against the cracking plastic; he leapt through the air away from the collapsing heap of electronics and landed safely atop a shelf housing countless indistinguishable laptop cases. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Rome rear screaming and fall backwards through the air as its footing dissolved from underneath it; long before it came anywhere near the ground the Beast gave an odd cry and exploded into a shower of thick red dust, just in time to miss the golem’s remaining arm plunge through the air where it had just been and burst into a shower of reeking shrapnel.
Unfortunately for Mollie, she had neither the intangibility nor the skill to avoid what her fellow contestants had only barely evaded. Frozen on the ground below the body of the electronic monstrosity now slowly, impossibly slowly, tipping straight towards her, she found herself paralyzed by fear. She should run, she knew she should run, but as the shadow of the falling colossus overtook her and a wave of darkness eclipsed the fluorescent lights she found that her legs lacked the will to move and her throat the time to scream. For the briefest of instants, she reached out to the pleading hands of the sprites even now leaping to protect her and pulled them close to her, holding their bodies tightly as her own very suddenly failed to be anything recognizable as human.
Janet seethed at the disastrous turn her plans were taking. It was so rude of all the other contestants to come flailing by and ruin absolutely everything. The girl in the sweatsuit had been bad enough even without the freaky deer-tiger thing stomping around on her perfectly lovely golem, but now Mic… Miec… swordsthing had to crash the party as well? Who was going to be next, the guy giving out sausage samples? Why couldn’t everyone just let her have her fun, she thought angrily as she slammed the television construct’s foot into the ground, narrowly missing a scrambling Mollie and leaving a crater the size of a European car.
The poltergeist’s enraged shrieking and shaking was doing little to deter Rome, who was presently occupied with goring at what it assumed this new, strange beast’s neck was with its horns. Its mouth was open and panting and every few seconds it spit out a mouthful of wires and plastic to shriek its fury at the quickly gathering crowds. “DEATH,” it screamed above the roar of tearing plastic and shattering glass, “DEATH DEATH CARTHAGO DELENDA EST DEATH DEATH!” If it was at all aware that none of the people collected below had any idea what this meant, it was not particularly troubled; at any rate, its horns bit through inches of plastic and locked underneath the frame of the TV constituting the golem’s head. Briefly Rome’s frenzied gaze met Janet’s, uncomprehending animal instinct colliding with ghostly fury, and then with a massive wrenching of the Dust Beast’s neck the TV’s casing popped free and crashed down to the tiled ground below with a dull smack.
Janet’s ethereal form burst at once from the body of the now-useless golem. She was entirely unharmed, other than a wounded sense of pride, but she was beyond pissed at the way events were turning out. “That wasn’t fun at all!” She berated Rome, still occupied with rooting like a truffle pig through the remnants of the golem’s shoulders. Behind it, a whole swath of battered electronics collapsed into dust and was carried away on the air-conditioned breeze. “You can’t just come in here and break everyone else’s stuff! Especially not my stuff! Hey! Listen to me, you stupid horse thing, I’m talking to you!” She glanced down unhurriedly as the golem gave a tremendous groan, the ghostly energies that had supported it rapidly failing as it lost the fight against gravity.
On the other end of the golem’s increasingly unstable body, Miecz’s ears pricked up at the ominous creak of hi-def technology grinding against itself in a relentless downward spiral. He hadn’t expected this foe to be conquered so easily, but since that same foe was now the only thing separating him from a long and unpleasant fall he was of the opinion that there was nothing shameful about abandoning it. His paws shoved off against the cracking plastic; he leapt through the air away from the collapsing heap of electronics and landed safely atop a shelf housing countless indistinguishable laptop cases. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Rome rear screaming and fall backwards through the air as its footing dissolved from underneath it; long before it came anywhere near the ground the Beast gave an odd cry and exploded into a shower of thick red dust, just in time to miss the golem’s remaining arm plunge through the air where it had just been and burst into a shower of reeking shrapnel.
Unfortunately for Mollie, she had neither the intangibility nor the skill to avoid what her fellow contestants had only barely evaded. Frozen on the ground below the body of the electronic monstrosity now slowly, impossibly slowly, tipping straight towards her, she found herself paralyzed by fear. She should run, she knew she should run, but as the shadow of the falling colossus overtook her and a wave of darkness eclipsed the fluorescent lights she found that her legs lacked the will to move and her throat the time to scream. For the briefest of instants, she reached out to the pleading hands of the sprites even now leaping to protect her and pulled them close to her, holding their bodies tightly as her own very suddenly failed to be anything recognizable as human.