Re: The Grand Battle II! [Round 2: Destructo World!]
10-15-2009, 01:18 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Archduke_Ferdinand.
The Sunset was at a full on sprint by this point. He had lept down from the tower he was perched upon and immediately began slamming his powerful hydraulic legs into the pavement of the hellish carnival, and began propelling himself forward with great speed. He gained momentum quickly and began using his strength not to speed himself up, but keep himself steady. He had heard the call of battle, and decided that approaching the survivors would be helpful to his cause. He barreled for the hall of mirrors, and kept himself steadily headed towards it.
The sucking and clinging of the Faceless to Galus was fairly silent apart from a few dull thumps as the two struggled with one another. Carnival music punctuated the stillness, as did the sound of fighting elsewhere in the building. Other than that, the scene was remarkably still. Cold, quiet murder was taking place. Steadily, as the thumps of Galus grew, so did the sound of something swift and metallic, until it was near enough to be quite audible.
Outside, The Sunset shifted its weight forward and jumped, elbow extended. He would soon collide.
The wall of the building burst out as he collided with it, smashing and exploding into the inside from the force with which it had been struck. He landed on three legs- his two feet and an extended hand to steady himself. Seeing the Faceless in action, he leapt over to the sinuous being.
A massive metallic hand overlaid with darkness extended, slamming into Vyrm'n and- surprisingly- gripping the beast.
A hydraulic groan and creak was heard through the room as the Faceless was slowly pried from Galus, an inescapable grip hauling against an immobile entity of darkness.
"FACELESS YOU WILL ANSWER OR YOU WILL BE REMOVED. WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE."
The Faceless had but a few moments before it was pried off or the Balancer lost his temper. But The Sunset was expecting resistance, and was ready to meet resistance. The ball was entirely in the shifting entities' park. It was a pity. The Balancer didn't want to destroy something so much like himself.
The Sunset was at a full on sprint by this point. He had lept down from the tower he was perched upon and immediately began slamming his powerful hydraulic legs into the pavement of the hellish carnival, and began propelling himself forward with great speed. He gained momentum quickly and began using his strength not to speed himself up, but keep himself steady. He had heard the call of battle, and decided that approaching the survivors would be helpful to his cause. He barreled for the hall of mirrors, and kept himself steadily headed towards it.
The sucking and clinging of the Faceless to Galus was fairly silent apart from a few dull thumps as the two struggled with one another. Carnival music punctuated the stillness, as did the sound of fighting elsewhere in the building. Other than that, the scene was remarkably still. Cold, quiet murder was taking place. Steadily, as the thumps of Galus grew, so did the sound of something swift and metallic, until it was near enough to be quite audible.
Outside, The Sunset shifted its weight forward and jumped, elbow extended. He would soon collide.
The wall of the building burst out as he collided with it, smashing and exploding into the inside from the force with which it had been struck. He landed on three legs- his two feet and an extended hand to steady himself. Seeing the Faceless in action, he leapt over to the sinuous being.
A massive metallic hand overlaid with darkness extended, slamming into Vyrm'n and- surprisingly- gripping the beast.
A hydraulic groan and creak was heard through the room as the Faceless was slowly pried from Galus, an inescapable grip hauling against an immobile entity of darkness.
"FACELESS YOU WILL ANSWER OR YOU WILL BE REMOVED. WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE."
The Faceless had but a few moments before it was pried off or the Balancer lost his temper. But The Sunset was expecting resistance, and was ready to meet resistance. The ball was entirely in the shifting entities' park. It was a pity. The Balancer didn't want to destroy something so much like himself.