Re: Mini-Grand 5101 [Round 1: RMS Titanic]
06-19-2011, 09:34 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Ixcalibur.
With the ship rocking precariously under the weight of a giant octopus, there was no longer anybody on the ship left in blissful ignorance of the chaos that had descended upon them a little under half an hour ago. People poured through the corridors of the Titanic, desperate to be the first to reach the lifeboats. Bartleby and Nathaniel pushed against the crowd keen to remain inside where they were, while perhaps not safe from Deathwing’s Death Cannon, at least a lot less likely to be hit by it, it was getting them nowhere. Bartleby was getting agitated, and after a moment’s hesitation he turned to head back out onto the deck. Nate saw him turn out of the corner of his eye, and dashed around after him, grabbing him by the hand.
“What is it?” asked Nate, though his question was lost amongst the noise and the chaos. Bartleby pulled him through a nearby door left wide open, and into the abandoned cabin that lay beyond. “What is it?” He reiterated.
“The people of this ship.” Bartleby replied impatiently. “How can you say they are ghosts? How can you walk amongst them, while they panic and flee and believe that they aren’t worth saving?” He pulled his hand away from Nate. “How do you know what is going to happen anyway? Why are you so sure that everyone is going to die?”
“This was a major historical event.” Nate said. “Everyone knows what happened.”
“You’re acting like this is your world.” Bartleby said. “How do you know that it is? I thought this was my world and it isn’t. I doubt it is the world from which that bird and that metal man were from. Why should it be yours?” He paused. “In your world was this what happened? Did this ship sink because it was dragged beneath the water by a giant octopus?”
“…No.” Nate replied, brushing off the more confusing aspects of Bartleby’s logic.
“I don’t buy that the fate of those people is certain.” Bartleby replied. “I won’t let them die and I especially won’t stand around and talk about it while they are dying.” He headed for the door, but Nate slammed it closed and stood in his way.
“Have you listened to a single word I have said?” He asked. “What are you going to do? Talk him to death? Fistfight him while his robotic wings tear you to shreds?”
“I don’t know.” Bartleby said, advancing upon him. “I can’t stand by and do nothing.”
“You’ll get yourself killed.” Nate snapped back.
“So what?” Bartleby replied sharply. “It doesn’t matter.” He stood inches away from Nate, his fists clenched in anger at the world he found himself in.
Nate cursed the game designers; this guy was suicidal and unwilling to listen to reason. Maybe he needed to give him a reason to survive? He guessed it was worth a try. He reached out, held Bart’s face in his hands and kissed him.
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With the ship rocking precariously under the weight of a giant octopus, there was no longer anybody on the ship left in blissful ignorance of the chaos that had descended upon them a little under half an hour ago. People poured through the corridors of the Titanic, desperate to be the first to reach the lifeboats. Bartleby and Nathaniel pushed against the crowd keen to remain inside where they were, while perhaps not safe from Deathwing’s Death Cannon, at least a lot less likely to be hit by it, it was getting them nowhere. Bartleby was getting agitated, and after a moment’s hesitation he turned to head back out onto the deck. Nate saw him turn out of the corner of his eye, and dashed around after him, grabbing him by the hand.
“What is it?” asked Nate, though his question was lost amongst the noise and the chaos. Bartleby pulled him through a nearby door left wide open, and into the abandoned cabin that lay beyond. “What is it?” He reiterated.
“The people of this ship.” Bartleby replied impatiently. “How can you say they are ghosts? How can you walk amongst them, while they panic and flee and believe that they aren’t worth saving?” He pulled his hand away from Nate. “How do you know what is going to happen anyway? Why are you so sure that everyone is going to die?”
“This was a major historical event.” Nate said. “Everyone knows what happened.”
“You’re acting like this is your world.” Bartleby said. “How do you know that it is? I thought this was my world and it isn’t. I doubt it is the world from which that bird and that metal man were from. Why should it be yours?” He paused. “In your world was this what happened? Did this ship sink because it was dragged beneath the water by a giant octopus?”
“…No.” Nate replied, brushing off the more confusing aspects of Bartleby’s logic.
“I don’t buy that the fate of those people is certain.” Bartleby replied. “I won’t let them die and I especially won’t stand around and talk about it while they are dying.” He headed for the door, but Nate slammed it closed and stood in his way.
“Have you listened to a single word I have said?” He asked. “What are you going to do? Talk him to death? Fistfight him while his robotic wings tear you to shreds?”
“I don’t know.” Bartleby said, advancing upon him. “I can’t stand by and do nothing.”
“You’ll get yourself killed.” Nate snapped back.
“So what?” Bartleby replied sharply. “It doesn’t matter.” He stood inches away from Nate, his fists clenched in anger at the world he found himself in.
Nate cursed the game designers; this guy was suicidal and unwilling to listen to reason. Maybe he needed to give him a reason to survive? He guessed it was worth a try. He reached out, held Bart’s face in his hands and kissed him.
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