Re: Epic Clash
02-05-2010, 03:39 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Pinary.
As soon as the restraints released themselves, Thomas collapsed to the ground. His grey eyes darted everywhere, and he stuttered incoherently. "What- but- how- we- where... what?! What?!"
ERIC. Calm. Down. Now, thought Greg, Panicking will do us no good.
Eric stood back up, tripped, and stumbled into the nearest wall, falling up it and sprawling flat on its surface. He stayed down, even more disoriented than he had been before.
"How did- what about- where-"
Eric, you're clearly incapacitated, Greg continued, I think it would be best if I took control for now.
Thomas blinked, his eyes going from grey to brown, and suddenly, he stood up and dusted himself off, looking supremely unconcerned.
"That's better," Greg said. "Now, how are you two doing?"
What the hell is going on here?! Who does that guy think he is?! I'm not going to fight for his amusement! Let me at him! I-
"Alright, Bern is also useless. What about you, Walt?"
I'm... okay. This is all a bit weird, but I think... Yeah, I'm good.
"That's something at least. Would you be comfortable taking over? This terrain is rather your style, and I want to focus my efforts on determining what our situation is."
Sure, I can do that.
Thomas blinked again, his eyes turning blue this time.
"So, we're in a cave with a bunch of other people," said Walt, "and they all want to kill us."
That about sums it up, Greg replied, What I want to know is how we came to be on the wall. Perhaps you could try just walking back onto the floor?
"Okay, here goes..." Walt said, not sounding very confident. He took a careful first step, and then proceeded to walk smoothly down from the wall and back onto the floor. "Well that was... odd."
Fascinating, thought Greg, It appears to be one continuous gravitational field, but bent-
"Listen, Greg, we've got a few more pressing issues right now. Maybe we could deal with them first?"
Right, of course. It's cold and we're in grave danger. We can rectify the first easily, and the second will need to be dealt with on an ongoing basis.
"Alright," Walt said, adjusting the control for the heating pads in their clothes, turning them up to a comfortable level. "Now, weapon-wise, what are our options?"
At this point, we've got rather limited options. We should probably keep the lock-picking tools safe in case they're ever needed, and the kTap is likely to be out of range of any broadcasting stations, so it seems like using a pen or two as makeshift daggers is our best bet. They won't be the most effective weapons, but a quick jab to the jugular should be good enough to take someone down if necessary.
"Someone HUMAN, maybe."
True enough.
Walt pulled two pens out of his pocket and, with one in each hand, crept slowly down the tunnel, keeping as quiet as possible and staying alert for any other movement.
As soon as the restraints released themselves, Thomas collapsed to the ground. His grey eyes darted everywhere, and he stuttered incoherently. "What- but- how- we- where... what?! What?!"
ERIC. Calm. Down. Now, thought Greg, Panicking will do us no good.
Eric stood back up, tripped, and stumbled into the nearest wall, falling up it and sprawling flat on its surface. He stayed down, even more disoriented than he had been before.
"How did- what about- where-"
Eric, you're clearly incapacitated, Greg continued, I think it would be best if I took control for now.
Thomas blinked, his eyes going from grey to brown, and suddenly, he stood up and dusted himself off, looking supremely unconcerned.
"That's better," Greg said. "Now, how are you two doing?"
What the hell is going on here?! Who does that guy think he is?! I'm not going to fight for his amusement! Let me at him! I-
"Alright, Bern is also useless. What about you, Walt?"
I'm... okay. This is all a bit weird, but I think... Yeah, I'm good.
"That's something at least. Would you be comfortable taking over? This terrain is rather your style, and I want to focus my efforts on determining what our situation is."
Sure, I can do that.
Thomas blinked again, his eyes turning blue this time.
"So, we're in a cave with a bunch of other people," said Walt, "and they all want to kill us."
That about sums it up, Greg replied, What I want to know is how we came to be on the wall. Perhaps you could try just walking back onto the floor?
"Okay, here goes..." Walt said, not sounding very confident. He took a careful first step, and then proceeded to walk smoothly down from the wall and back onto the floor. "Well that was... odd."
Fascinating, thought Greg, It appears to be one continuous gravitational field, but bent-
"Listen, Greg, we've got a few more pressing issues right now. Maybe we could deal with them first?"
Right, of course. It's cold and we're in grave danger. We can rectify the first easily, and the second will need to be dealt with on an ongoing basis.
"Alright," Walt said, adjusting the control for the heating pads in their clothes, turning them up to a comfortable level. "Now, weapon-wise, what are our options?"
At this point, we've got rather limited options. We should probably keep the lock-picking tools safe in case they're ever needed, and the kTap is likely to be out of range of any broadcasting stations, so it seems like using a pen or two as makeshift daggers is our best bet. They won't be the most effective weapons, but a quick jab to the jugular should be good enough to take someone down if necessary.
"Someone HUMAN, maybe."
True enough.
Walt pulled two pens out of his pocket and, with one in each hand, crept slowly down the tunnel, keeping as quiet as possible and staying alert for any other movement.