Re: Epic Clash Round 2 - The Wax Colosseum
03-06-2010, 02:05 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Pinary.
Nothing, grinning nervously, searched for a response. "Well, no, I was, uh... I was..."
In an era where illness, mental illness especially, was an extremely rare thing, Thomas had gotten his fair share of discrimination. Greg and Walt typically ignored it, and Eric would usually wind up convincing the person to apologize. Bern, however... He was a bit touchy.
"You were just what? Just looking for a nice meal? Been too long since your last killing, and you thought, 'hey look, a combo meal,' is that it?"
"No, I just-"
"Listen, pal. The others may be feeling all peaceable and diplomatic, but me, not so much. I aim to make it through this thing alive, and there are really only two ways that's going to happen: we play the game or we break out. To tell you the truth, though, I'm not all that confident any of us could take on this Overseer sonuvabitch and win."
"Do the math."
Mr. Nothing sighed. He had expected this view from some of the contestants, but he'd been hoping Thomas wasn't one of them. "You're sure you want to do this? All of you?"
"Oh, screw you!", Bern shouted, the campfire flaring up and singing Nothing's clothing. "Go back to hell!"
Through the flames, Bern charged at Nothing, tackling him and ploughing him into a column of stone.
Nothing, grinning nervously, searched for a response. "Well, no, I was, uh... I was..."
In an era where illness, mental illness especially, was an extremely rare thing, Thomas had gotten his fair share of discrimination. Greg and Walt typically ignored it, and Eric would usually wind up convincing the person to apologize. Bern, however... He was a bit touchy.
"You were just what? Just looking for a nice meal? Been too long since your last killing, and you thought, 'hey look, a combo meal,' is that it?"
"No, I just-"
"Listen, pal. The others may be feeling all peaceable and diplomatic, but me, not so much. I aim to make it through this thing alive, and there are really only two ways that's going to happen: we play the game or we break out. To tell you the truth, though, I'm not all that confident any of us could take on this Overseer sonuvabitch and win."
"Do the math."
Mr. Nothing sighed. He had expected this view from some of the contestants, but he'd been hoping Thomas wasn't one of them. "You're sure you want to do this? All of you?"
"Oh, screw you!", Bern shouted, the campfire flaring up and singing Nothing's clothing. "Go back to hell!"
Through the flames, Bern charged at Nothing, tackling him and ploughing him into a column of stone.