Re: Epic Clash Round 2 - The Wax Colosseum
03-04-2010, 06:24 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by suomynonAyletamitlU.
Spender let his grin widen a little bit. "Fantastic. As a player of games, I've sure you've at least seen the little coin-op machines? Well, just pretend you're using one of those, and when the menu comes up, ask for the "Superbowl Special." He paused a moment before offering Glere the coin. "This is important," he said. "The game won't start if you don't do it right, and I'd hate for you to miss such a fun event over a little 'mistake'.
Glere cocked his head to the side, looking interested but still barely registering the rule.
"Tell you what, I'll go first, and if it looks fun enough that you want to follow me, you have to do exactly as I said, okay?" Spender tossed Glere the spare coin and held his own in front of him with a flourish.
"Player one," he said, is voice echoing slightly, "Insert coin!"
The coin dropped into nothing, and with a slight electric buzz, Spender was swallowed up into nothingness. Half a heartbeat later, a foot long fighter jet appeared out of nothing, its engines screaming, a barely visible (copy of) Spender in the cockpit. It soared for a moment into the fog, then roared back and took several close passes on Glere's head.
"You can pick your own plane--including engine and weapons! You can't pick the scale, though; that's already set." Spender's voice seemed to echo from his location, if dimly. "No matter what you pick, you'll have to learn to fly it--and if you crash or get shot down, it's Game Over! Remember, ask for the 'Superbowl Special!'"
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Glere cocked his head to the side, looking interested but still barely registering the rule.
"Tell you what, I'll go first, and if it looks fun enough that you want to follow me, you have to do exactly as I said, okay?" Spender tossed Glere the spare coin and held his own in front of him with a flourish.
"Player one," he said, is voice echoing slightly, "Insert coin!"
The coin dropped into nothing, and with a slight electric buzz, Spender was swallowed up into nothingness. Half a heartbeat later, a foot long fighter jet appeared out of nothing, its engines screaming, a barely visible (copy of) Spender in the cockpit. It soared for a moment into the fog, then roared back and took several close passes on Glere's head.
"You can pick your own plane--including engine and weapons! You can't pick the scale, though; that's already set." Spender's voice seemed to echo from his location, if dimly. "No matter what you pick, you'll have to learn to fly it--and if you crash or get shot down, it's Game Over! Remember, ask for the 'Superbowl Special!'"
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