Post by Kalrad (THE MUFFIN!!!) on Jun 2, 2008 23:35:23 GMT -5
Note: I am having trouble thinking of good ways to write the chapters, so my installations will be quite... seperate. Also, I was half awake when writing this, if you truly do not like it, I will put some effort into writing a newer addition.
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A small war waged on inside the factory as Mario, Wario, DK, Mewtwo, Marth, Roy, Ike, Peach, Diddy, Pit, Samus and Fox faces off against their respective group of baddies. Mario fired fireballs into the Ing, while DK and Wario charged in and fought with brute force. Once in a while Mewtwo would lift an Ing out of the pile and force it to implode, sending small puddle of black blood spraying about the area.
Peach threw turnips at the Grenadiers that targeted her and sent the ones that got too close away with a hefty swing from her trusty golf club or tennis racquet. Samus jumped around the group firing well timed missiles at the overfed gaters and blasting grenades away with charge beams. Fox sped about the group using his superior reflexes to quickly strap bombs that Samus had given him to small groups of Grenadiers. All the while they were doing this, Diddy was flying above with his barrel jet-pack firing peanuts at the slow reptiles, distracting them from Fox's movements.
The group that was giving the most resistance was the armed guards, who were blocking or dodging most attacks, but unable to land any. In the time it took for three of either of the other baddies to fall, one armed guard would fall. Ike, even with his brute strength was still having trouble, despite his wounds being a factor. Roy had to resort to fully charged slams on multiple occasions and was showing the fatigue. Marth was using his speed to dodge attacks while thrusting and power swinging at the enemy. Pit was having trouble holding his ground and on multiple occasions had to go airborne and fly to an open area.
"I TOLD YOU THIS WAS POINTLESS!" Mario yelled as he kept blasting away at the approaching Ing.
"When did you become the pessimist?" Wario shot back as he slammed an Ing, sending it flying backwards. "This is a well formulated plan, you just need to get over yourself and grow some frigging balls!"
ouch Mewtwo crushed another Ing and sent one flying with a dark ball, but couldn't help but point out and laugh at the well made burn.
"Just keep fighting and we will get through the..." Marth was cut short when the guards stopped attacking and stood shields out, the Ing dissappeared and the Grenadiers all fled the room from the door on the far south end of the room. "This is... unpleasant." Marth tried to wrench hsi sword from in between two of the shields that it was caught between, and ended up pulling it free and flying backwards a few feet, landing on his rear.
"What is this all about?" Fox yelled as he detonated the bombs and heard the Grenadiers scream bloody murder as they lost their lives.
"I have decided to test you myself in a simple stage match." Grondorvan appeared in the middle of the room and bowed before them, with his trusty zard strapped to his back. "My name is Grondorvan, I am the one who has been creating the rifts around here... and I am not about to stop without a beautiful death."
"I'LL GRANT YOU A BEAUTIFUL DEATH!" Ike bellowed as he charged Grondorvan and attacked with an overhead swing. In an instant, Grondorvan unsheated the zard with his left hand, blocked the attack and grabbed Ike's throat with his right hand.
"A beautiful death is something that a weakling such as yourself cannot grant me." As he spoke, he let go of Ike's throat and palm pressed his chest, sending him flying backwards at amazing speed into the norther wall, creating a rather impressive dent. "I will not fight you here, I have an arena stage set up in the next room. Please follow me." Grondorvan spun around and headed for the southern door which opened up as he approached.
"It's not as if we have a choice... Marth, Pit, go get Ike and lets go." Mario barked as he followed after Grondorvan. The rest followed suit and Marth and Pit trudged behind with Ike unconscious between them.
"Welcome to my personal arena, The Great Rift." Grondorvan bellowed as the party cleared the doorway. In the middle of this rather enormous room was a large square staduim that was pitch black and had a very ominous feel to it. "Once you enter this ring, you may not leave until you have killed your opponent or he has killed you. Pity is not welcome here."
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A small war waged on inside the factory as Mario, Wario, DK, Mewtwo, Marth, Roy, Ike, Peach, Diddy, Pit, Samus and Fox faces off against their respective group of baddies. Mario fired fireballs into the Ing, while DK and Wario charged in and fought with brute force. Once in a while Mewtwo would lift an Ing out of the pile and force it to implode, sending small puddle of black blood spraying about the area.
Peach threw turnips at the Grenadiers that targeted her and sent the ones that got too close away with a hefty swing from her trusty golf club or tennis racquet. Samus jumped around the group firing well timed missiles at the overfed gaters and blasting grenades away with charge beams. Fox sped about the group using his superior reflexes to quickly strap bombs that Samus had given him to small groups of Grenadiers. All the while they were doing this, Diddy was flying above with his barrel jet-pack firing peanuts at the slow reptiles, distracting them from Fox's movements.
The group that was giving the most resistance was the armed guards, who were blocking or dodging most attacks, but unable to land any. In the time it took for three of either of the other baddies to fall, one armed guard would fall. Ike, even with his brute strength was still having trouble, despite his wounds being a factor. Roy had to resort to fully charged slams on multiple occasions and was showing the fatigue. Marth was using his speed to dodge attacks while thrusting and power swinging at the enemy. Pit was having trouble holding his ground and on multiple occasions had to go airborne and fly to an open area.
"I TOLD YOU THIS WAS POINTLESS!" Mario yelled as he kept blasting away at the approaching Ing.
"When did you become the pessimist?" Wario shot back as he slammed an Ing, sending it flying backwards. "This is a well formulated plan, you just need to get over yourself and grow some frigging balls!"
ouch Mewtwo crushed another Ing and sent one flying with a dark ball, but couldn't help but point out and laugh at the well made burn.
"Just keep fighting and we will get through the..." Marth was cut short when the guards stopped attacking and stood shields out, the Ing dissappeared and the Grenadiers all fled the room from the door on the far south end of the room. "This is... unpleasant." Marth tried to wrench hsi sword from in between two of the shields that it was caught between, and ended up pulling it free and flying backwards a few feet, landing on his rear.
"What is this all about?" Fox yelled as he detonated the bombs and heard the Grenadiers scream bloody murder as they lost their lives.
"I have decided to test you myself in a simple stage match." Grondorvan appeared in the middle of the room and bowed before them, with his trusty zard strapped to his back. "My name is Grondorvan, I am the one who has been creating the rifts around here... and I am not about to stop without a beautiful death."
"I'LL GRANT YOU A BEAUTIFUL DEATH!" Ike bellowed as he charged Grondorvan and attacked with an overhead swing. In an instant, Grondorvan unsheated the zard with his left hand, blocked the attack and grabbed Ike's throat with his right hand.
"A beautiful death is something that a weakling such as yourself cannot grant me." As he spoke, he let go of Ike's throat and palm pressed his chest, sending him flying backwards at amazing speed into the norther wall, creating a rather impressive dent. "I will not fight you here, I have an arena stage set up in the next room. Please follow me." Grondorvan spun around and headed for the southern door which opened up as he approached.
"It's not as if we have a choice... Marth, Pit, go get Ike and lets go." Mario barked as he followed after Grondorvan. The rest followed suit and Marth and Pit trudged behind with Ike unconscious between them.
"Welcome to my personal arena, The Great Rift." Grondorvan bellowed as the party cleared the doorway. In the middle of this rather enormous room was a large square staduim that was pitch black and had a very ominous feel to it. "Once you enter this ring, you may not leave until you have killed your opponent or he has killed you. Pity is not welcome here."
