Re: Epic Clash Round 2 - The Wax Colosseum
03-11-2010, 07:03 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by McBatman.
"Despicable morta-what is that?" Nothing looked behind him as a high pitched whine filled the air. He stood there motionless, at a loss for words, as a foot long robot was pursued by a foot long Tie Fighter, both engaged in a dramatic aerial battle.
"...What the hell."
Spender sweated a bit, even though he was safely away from the fight itself in the pocket dimension, but this... thing was certainly more of a match than he had originally anticipated. Spender aimed the barrel of the VF-1's cannons at the Tie Fighter, gaining familiarity with the evasive maneuvers. The distance quickly closing between them, he fired off several rounds, leaving little room to dodge. He smirked as the jet reformed and took off back up into the air.
Glere pulled the joystick hard in the 'cockpit', as the ship spiraled to avoid the cluster of shots, diving dangerously close to the ground. The final shot barely clipped the left wing, not enough to disturb its aerial feats, but enough to give Glere notice.
"The unseen field of conscience is strong with this one." Glere said through the mask. He kept low in the mist, dodging the skeletal figure before him, leaving Nothing a bit confused. He caught Spender's signal traveling upwards into the air, high above the collosseum.
"Rgh, with that height advantage it'd be difficult to avoid getting hellfire from above..." Glere thought for a moment. He pulled out a Magic 8 Ball, shook it, cracked it open, then drank its contents.
"Mmmm, blue." he said, before pressing hard on the joystick. The ship shot off alongside the ground, bringing Glere to match Spender's position near the ground. He accelerated forward, before pulling up into a vertical climb, firing as many shots as the fighter could muster.
"Despicable morta-what is that?" Nothing looked behind him as a high pitched whine filled the air. He stood there motionless, at a loss for words, as a foot long robot was pursued by a foot long Tie Fighter, both engaged in a dramatic aerial battle.
"...What the hell."
Spender sweated a bit, even though he was safely away from the fight itself in the pocket dimension, but this... thing was certainly more of a match than he had originally anticipated. Spender aimed the barrel of the VF-1's cannons at the Tie Fighter, gaining familiarity with the evasive maneuvers. The distance quickly closing between them, he fired off several rounds, leaving little room to dodge. He smirked as the jet reformed and took off back up into the air.
Glere pulled the joystick hard in the 'cockpit', as the ship spiraled to avoid the cluster of shots, diving dangerously close to the ground. The final shot barely clipped the left wing, not enough to disturb its aerial feats, but enough to give Glere notice.
"The unseen field of conscience is strong with this one." Glere said through the mask. He kept low in the mist, dodging the skeletal figure before him, leaving Nothing a bit confused. He caught Spender's signal traveling upwards into the air, high above the collosseum.
"Rgh, with that height advantage it'd be difficult to avoid getting hellfire from above..." Glere thought for a moment. He pulled out a Magic 8 Ball, shook it, cracked it open, then drank its contents.
"Mmmm, blue." he said, before pressing hard on the joystick. The ship shot off alongside the ground, bringing Glere to match Spender's position near the ground. He accelerated forward, before pulling up into a vertical climb, firing as many shots as the fighter could muster.