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Post by |TheHappyFox| on Nov 16, 2009 5:15:39 GMT -5
Kirbs drew his magnum and wanderd around the battlefield, he didnt know where is he was, but he could sense something was gunna happen. " Come on... i know something is there!" He looked around and saw something moving in the distance. The wind was so hard and dry. His metal on his magnum was cold and he could sense something was wrong in this place, something was diffrent. He heard something jump behind him.
He turned around and aimed his magnum " WHO'S THERE?
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Post by Tony Redgrave on Nov 18, 2009 16:35:15 GMT -5
Ah yes, standing right behind of the small little black marshmallow was the legendary "King Of Bandits" himself, Nouri Aal Sephur! However, at this particular time it seemed that he wasn't quite ready to do battle just yet. No no, the young man simply stood where he was, his face hidden with both hands just like a child who was attempting a rather charming attempt to hide himself from view. What was he doing and what was he planning.. considering his opponent was already edgy and pointing a weapon right at him
"No.... one... is.... here...." his voice shaking with a tone more ghastly then three ghouls in a lunchbox. "Turn... back...around..... and.... await... your... foooooooooe!!" A questionable tactic if you could call it that but it was a tournament and he had to get his kicks somehow. Despite the risk of injury and bodily harm that could ensue, he still had that same old carefree and childish attitude and hopefully, the little mushy pudgeball he would be locked in glorious combat with could take a joke.
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Post by Tony Redgrave on Nov 21, 2009 17:55:30 GMT -5
Moments passed and time slowly drifted by without a single movement by each respective fighter. The young thief after so long simply removed his hands from his face, only to see the same pudgy ball frozen in mid motion just like so long ago. He knelt down to him and waved his hands in front of his beady little eyes to see if he was awake.
Nothing.
He snapped his fingers in where.. his ears at least should be
Nothing.
Finally, he grabbed his little arm and lightly nibbed upon it.. just to see if he would awaken
Nope.. still nothing.
Well in a case like this, there was one thing he could do and that was put in motion his master plan! Nouri quickly jogged off into the woods and for three hours, spent the time cutting up some wood and gathering leaves and a few flint rocks to make a spark. When he obtained all he needed for this time, he rushed back to his frozen opponent and placed the leaves and logs of wood around him in a neat and respectable circle around his opponent and finally, with the few rocks he got, he picked up the two more rigged looking ones and rubbed and clashed them together until he got a spark
Those sparks flew down from the rocks themselves and ignited a small bit of the circle in front of him. He then blew upon it until the fire grew bigger and strong enough to overtake the whole circle and ignite entirely, engulfing the little dude as well. Little by little, it became clear just what he was doing.. he was actually cooking him and quite thoroughly too!
It seemed from the looks of it, flesh burned quite easily. It was consuming him quickly and with each lick of the flame, his skin slowly withered and shriveled up. While his midday snack cooked, Nouri channeled his energy into his right hand and formed a shimmering blade of psionic energy and skewered him right through the center of his body, and lifted him just a few inches up from the fire. For the next twenty minutes, he twirled him around just like a pig on stick, making note to get him nice and tender.
When the time came, he lifted the little morsel right out and let him get some air to cool off the meat. Yup.. all seemed to be well with the looks and now it was time for taste to come into effect. Master Cook Nouri took out a little swiss army knife he kept for such an time as this and cut off just a bit of meat from his former opponents cheek and sampled it.
Unlike how he fought he would be, the meat of beings like Kirby was not soft and supple. Rather, it was dark and stringy, like a tough cut of beef and with a vaguely familar taste.. kinda like Bear Meat. Oh boy.. now bears were known for having trichinellosis and he wasn't trying to get sick with parasites because of this little cut. Just to be sure, he stuck him back up into the fire to cook him a bit more.. better safe then sorry!
Match Concluded: Nouri wins by devouring his opponent. Who's Next? =O
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