Re: Epic Clash Round 1 - Dungeon of the Crimson Fish
02-13-2010, 05:40 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by McBatman.
Schlump. Schlump. A strange slurping noise continually filled the air down the winding corridor. The vibrations from the dynamite finally began to wear off, the caves settling back into alignment, however unstable now. Glere rounded the corner, as a large stalactite fell straight for his head, only to vanish with a schlump. He lifted the corner of his cloak and gazed around. He let out a sigh, sometimes his shenanigans were too much even for his own madness, though, he found those moments to be the most fun, really.
"Looks like I can switch this back then..." he muttered to himself, as he flipped his cloak back around. He had flipped it inside out to catch any falling debris, so as not to, you know, die. He took it off and shook it out behind him, as several large rocks, stalactites, and stalagmites fell to the ground in large number. Shortly, a loose wall of boulders and other rocks had sealed off the passage behind him. Amidst the rocks were various clocks, some odd assortments of clothing, and a few candelabras. He grabbed one that had fallen near the bottom of the pile and examined it.
"Ah good, still usable." he mused to himself, pulling out another match and lighting the five candles that rested on the candelabra. He looked at the passageway and surveyed the surroundings. It began to turn sharply to the right, and a strange archway had formed to his left. The rock genies apparently feeling up for some games of their own. He gave a light shrug and stepped through, suddenly mobbed by dozens of them.
"Aw, if you wanted a hug all you had to do was ask!" he said while laughing as he traveled through apparently solid rock before once again emerging into another tunnel. He stood up dusting himself off.
Suddenly, a soft sound of footsteps on the stone floor caught his attention, someone was now apparently closing in on him.
Goody! More playmates! he thought, smiling mischievously as the noise grew louder.
Schlump. Schlump. A strange slurping noise continually filled the air down the winding corridor. The vibrations from the dynamite finally began to wear off, the caves settling back into alignment, however unstable now. Glere rounded the corner, as a large stalactite fell straight for his head, only to vanish with a schlump. He lifted the corner of his cloak and gazed around. He let out a sigh, sometimes his shenanigans were too much even for his own madness, though, he found those moments to be the most fun, really.
"Looks like I can switch this back then..." he muttered to himself, as he flipped his cloak back around. He had flipped it inside out to catch any falling debris, so as not to, you know, die. He took it off and shook it out behind him, as several large rocks, stalactites, and stalagmites fell to the ground in large number. Shortly, a loose wall of boulders and other rocks had sealed off the passage behind him. Amidst the rocks were various clocks, some odd assortments of clothing, and a few candelabras. He grabbed one that had fallen near the bottom of the pile and examined it.
"Ah good, still usable." he mused to himself, pulling out another match and lighting the five candles that rested on the candelabra. He looked at the passageway and surveyed the surroundings. It began to turn sharply to the right, and a strange archway had formed to his left. The rock genies apparently feeling up for some games of their own. He gave a light shrug and stepped through, suddenly mobbed by dozens of them.
"Aw, if you wanted a hug all you had to do was ask!" he said while laughing as he traveled through apparently solid rock before once again emerging into another tunnel. He stood up dusting himself off.
Suddenly, a soft sound of footsteps on the stone floor caught his attention, someone was now apparently closing in on him.
Goody! More playmates! he thought, smiling mischievously as the noise grew louder.