Re: The Grand Battle II! [Round 5: Value City Mall!]
05-26-2010, 03:54 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by SleepingOrange.
To some extent, a zombie is a zombie, regardless of what it used to be; their brains barely serve to control or advise the body, rather acting simply as a vessel for necromantic energy and enchantments. Still, a shape begets a function, and even the most basic of reanimations can eke out some of the body's old skills or habits. Currently, the mindless thrall that might once have called itself Niko was crouching under a vegetable stand, watching bits of the golem trundle around and pick through the mostly-worthless things that covered the floor. With one last twitch of its tail, the cat launched itself a marionette with an armful of plums.
The puppet was bowled over by the zombie colliding with it, and before it could move it was pinned beneath paws whose exposed bones were just as sharp as the claws it still hard; necroniko's bites were somewhat less effective at rending would than they were once against flesh, but in the time it took Gestalt to react, several chunks of its favorite tool's face were missing.
To some extent, a zombie is a zombie, regardless of what it used to be; their brains barely serve to control or advise the body, rather acting simply as a vessel for necromantic energy and enchantments. Still, a shape begets a function, and even the most basic of reanimations can eke out some of the body's old skills or habits. Currently, the mindless thrall that might once have called itself Niko was crouching under a vegetable stand, watching bits of the golem trundle around and pick through the mostly-worthless things that covered the floor. With one last twitch of its tail, the cat launched itself a marionette with an armful of plums.
The puppet was bowled over by the zombie colliding with it, and before it could move it was pinned beneath paws whose exposed bones were just as sharp as the claws it still hard; necroniko's bites were somewhat less effective at rending would than they were once against flesh, but in the time it took Gestalt to react, several chunks of its favorite tool's face were missing.