Re: The $300,000 Fight-A-Thon! [Round One: Storage Park!]
08-27-2012, 01:15 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Hobbesy.
What had previously been calming silence was immediately shattered by a chorus of smashing porcelain and crumbling mountains of cardboard. Something was making its way towards Dr. Schuster's position, and it sounded none too happy. For the second time in what must have only been five minutes he jumped up, and tactically operated to a pile of forgotten household items to the left of the corner he had been resting in. Making sure his revolver would be ready to fire if anything came, Schuster slowly began to slice the pie around his barrier of boxes. He only made it halfway through his maneuver before it was interrupted.
The report of a heavy weapon ricocheted towards his position from another end of the storage unit, followed by an inhuman cry of pain. What little calm resolve the doctor had was instantly shattered, and he carelessly discharged his revolver into the roof of the warehouse. Clearly Schuster would have to re-learn trigger discipline! Of course this would mean he was completely fucked now, as any of the creatures dumped around him would now likely be howling for a taste of delicious human blood. The only option left would be to move towards the sounds of clatter that weren't immediately followed by Eldritch howls from another dimension.
Breaking into a sprint Schuster actually made pretty decent time considering he was running through a veritable obstacle course composed of what could best be described as men's life magazines for demi-gods. It would appear that he was once again out of harm's way, as the sounds of fighting reverberated from aisles a decent ways away. Apparently his well honed skills in evading tentacle beasts were definitely helping with this current predicament! Of course this run of luck wouldn't stop him from predictably rounding a corner and smacking into the steel blue leg of a gigantic six armed robot suit. Paying attention, it would seem, would also be a useful skill in this particular arena.
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Eriz wasn't entirely sure exactly what had stopped her from hammering through the walls in her path. Something had suddenly compelled her to look back to the path of destruction, even though there was nothing to be seen through the layers of debris left from her rampage. Beads of sweat ran down the curves of her face, the inanity of the situation setting in all at once.
The momentary reprise was interrupted by something colliding with the suit's leg.
"My lady," came the voice of Telt, "there appears to be another human in close proximity. His heart appears to be beating abnormally fast, and I can't fully identify his origin as Sauthai."
The armored suit was turned to face him around before Eriz had even finished. What she saw was hardly a threat however. Lying sprawled across the ground was a man hardly befit to fight Sauthai children.
What had previously been calming silence was immediately shattered by a chorus of smashing porcelain and crumbling mountains of cardboard. Something was making its way towards Dr. Schuster's position, and it sounded none too happy. For the second time in what must have only been five minutes he jumped up, and tactically operated to a pile of forgotten household items to the left of the corner he had been resting in. Making sure his revolver would be ready to fire if anything came, Schuster slowly began to slice the pie around his barrier of boxes. He only made it halfway through his maneuver before it was interrupted.
The report of a heavy weapon ricocheted towards his position from another end of the storage unit, followed by an inhuman cry of pain. What little calm resolve the doctor had was instantly shattered, and he carelessly discharged his revolver into the roof of the warehouse. Clearly Schuster would have to re-learn trigger discipline! Of course this would mean he was completely fucked now, as any of the creatures dumped around him would now likely be howling for a taste of delicious human blood. The only option left would be to move towards the sounds of clatter that weren't immediately followed by Eldritch howls from another dimension.
Breaking into a sprint Schuster actually made pretty decent time considering he was running through a veritable obstacle course composed of what could best be described as men's life magazines for demi-gods. It would appear that he was once again out of harm's way, as the sounds of fighting reverberated from aisles a decent ways away. Apparently his well honed skills in evading tentacle beasts were definitely helping with this current predicament! Of course this run of luck wouldn't stop him from predictably rounding a corner and smacking into the steel blue leg of a gigantic six armed robot suit. Paying attention, it would seem, would also be a useful skill in this particular arena.
--
Eriz wasn't entirely sure exactly what had stopped her from hammering through the walls in her path. Something had suddenly compelled her to look back to the path of destruction, even though there was nothing to be seen through the layers of debris left from her rampage. Beads of sweat ran down the curves of her face, the inanity of the situation setting in all at once.
The momentary reprise was interrupted by something colliding with the suit's leg.
"My lady," came the voice of Telt, "there appears to be another human in close proximity. His heart appears to be beating abnormally fast, and I can't fully identify his origin as Sauthai."
The armored suit was turned to face him around before Eriz had even finished. What she saw was hardly a threat however. Lying sprawled across the ground was a man hardly befit to fight Sauthai children.