Re: The Grand Battle II! [Round 4: Showtime!]
02-08-2010, 02:18 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Opirian.
Galus felt himself be pushed out onto the stage, looking around he saw the audience but something was in the way, kind of like a blob of red and some white. Taking off his helmet the audience stared at him waiting for him to do something other than stand there. Of course he paid no attention to them as he studied his helmet, the visor was covered in makeup! Wiping it off furiously he started to mumble under his breath, "stupid fricking make-up artist don't kno--" he was cut short as a tomato collided with his head followed by a series of boo's.
This action had kind of ticked Galus off, wiping off the tomato he put his freshly cleaned helmet on, people in the audience started mocking him under their breath. Grabbing a helmet from a suit of armor he chucked it at the suspected tomato thrower; normally this would have at least put the person in a hospital ward, but in this case the helmet seemed to ignore the existence of the audience as it bounced harmlessly off the seats. The pilot stood their flabbergasted as more comments rose from the crowd, "whats this guy even doing on stage, we have some future space man in the past now? what a joke." Suddenly without warning the tomato thrower proceeded the throw the helmet back at the Urisian who almost didn't dodge it out of shock.
The whole of the audience began to laugh at him, it was like middle school all over again when the gravity decided to stop working in the middle of the play. Galus went to raise his voice but once again another tomato splatted this time on his visor, of course it slid off harmlessly. Galus drew his pistol only to find out it had been replaced by some piece of cardboard, he twitched and pulled the trigger and much to his surprise the curtains were now on fire thanks to the bolt of plasma. The audience gave the last set of boos when suddenly out of nowhere a giant hook grabbed him off stage causing Galus to land on his ass backstage.
Galus felt himself be pushed out onto the stage, looking around he saw the audience but something was in the way, kind of like a blob of red and some white. Taking off his helmet the audience stared at him waiting for him to do something other than stand there. Of course he paid no attention to them as he studied his helmet, the visor was covered in makeup! Wiping it off furiously he started to mumble under his breath, "stupid fricking make-up artist don't kno--" he was cut short as a tomato collided with his head followed by a series of boo's.
This action had kind of ticked Galus off, wiping off the tomato he put his freshly cleaned helmet on, people in the audience started mocking him under their breath. Grabbing a helmet from a suit of armor he chucked it at the suspected tomato thrower; normally this would have at least put the person in a hospital ward, but in this case the helmet seemed to ignore the existence of the audience as it bounced harmlessly off the seats. The pilot stood their flabbergasted as more comments rose from the crowd, "whats this guy even doing on stage, we have some future space man in the past now? what a joke." Suddenly without warning the tomato thrower proceeded the throw the helmet back at the Urisian who almost didn't dodge it out of shock.
The whole of the audience began to laugh at him, it was like middle school all over again when the gravity decided to stop working in the middle of the play. Galus went to raise his voice but once again another tomato splatted this time on his visor, of course it slid off harmlessly. Galus drew his pistol only to find out it had been replaced by some piece of cardboard, he twitched and pulled the trigger and much to his surprise the curtains were now on fire thanks to the bolt of plasma. The audience gave the last set of boos when suddenly out of nowhere a giant hook grabbed him off stage causing Galus to land on his ass backstage.