Re: Epic Clash Round 2 - The Wax Colosseum
03-04-2010, 01:56 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by McBatman.
Glere thought for a moment, pacing back and forth as Spender corrected himself and was floating upright once again. With a cheerful grin and bright eyes, Glere cheerfully announced:
"I have NO idea!" Glere said as he rummaged around in his cloak again. Spender's demeanor waned slightly, despite his best efforts.
"So, you're in a contest of fighting to the death, AGAINST your will, and you don't even know what you're fighting for?" he said, raising a brow. Partially out of surprise, partly disgust.
Glere just waved his hand dismissively at the question, as he shuffled through his cloak continually, before pulling out a coffee mug. He removed the pineapple head, replacing it once again with his trademark fishbowl. He ate the pineapple, skin and all, while occasionally sipping from the cup.
"Id's reawy nod aboud da compedision." He said while eating the pineapple, "ids-" he swallowed hard, then continued, "it's about the love of the game! Really, everything is a game in some context or another, just most of the time, such as now, we're playing by someone else's rules. But really though, those make for the most interesting times, as you have to adapt your style and choices to their logic and thinking." He finished the pineapple and whatever he had been drinking, throwing the cup back into the darkness of his cloak. He thought for a moment before reaching into his cloak and pulling out a real apple.
Spender blinked a few times in disbelief.
"...did you just eat a plastic pineapple?"
Glere thought for a moment.
"Yes. Yes I did. But let me ask you something. We're two out of seven contestants, vying in a wax works of HORROR. Perhaps we might be able to play more effectively if it becomes a two player event?" Glere said tossing the apple to Spender.
Glere thought for a moment, pacing back and forth as Spender corrected himself and was floating upright once again. With a cheerful grin and bright eyes, Glere cheerfully announced:
"I have NO idea!" Glere said as he rummaged around in his cloak again. Spender's demeanor waned slightly, despite his best efforts.
"So, you're in a contest of fighting to the death, AGAINST your will, and you don't even know what you're fighting for?" he said, raising a brow. Partially out of surprise, partly disgust.
Glere just waved his hand dismissively at the question, as he shuffled through his cloak continually, before pulling out a coffee mug. He removed the pineapple head, replacing it once again with his trademark fishbowl. He ate the pineapple, skin and all, while occasionally sipping from the cup.
"Id's reawy nod aboud da compedision." He said while eating the pineapple, "ids-" he swallowed hard, then continued, "it's about the love of the game! Really, everything is a game in some context or another, just most of the time, such as now, we're playing by someone else's rules. But really though, those make for the most interesting times, as you have to adapt your style and choices to their logic and thinking." He finished the pineapple and whatever he had been drinking, throwing the cup back into the darkness of his cloak. He thought for a moment before reaching into his cloak and pulling out a real apple.
Spender blinked a few times in disbelief.
"...did you just eat a plastic pineapple?"
Glere thought for a moment.
"Yes. Yes I did. But let me ask you something. We're two out of seven contestants, vying in a wax works of HORROR. Perhaps we might be able to play more effectively if it becomes a two player event?" Glere said tossing the apple to Spender.