| Dare ( @ 2003-03-29 23:58:00 |
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Okay a real post...
[*Scene: High above EGC*]
*There is a whirring sound coming from the clouds. A wooden bow breaks through the mist, revealling a magnificent airship (think FF9) with a multitude of propellers, both vertical and horizontal. Cannon ports line the side of the airship and a bronze figure of a busty woman adorns the bow. The deck is uncovered and two figures face against eachother as the airship races through the sky*
*The first figure is male, tall and clad in a large, gray robe. His hair is spiky purple and his face shows the slightest growth of a beard. His hands poke out from his sleeves and wields a very long shepherd's crook.*
Figure1: Are you prepared to face death, Marl?
*Marl, the other figure is also male, but clearly younger. His large eyes are barely covered by bangs of his brown, unstyled hair (think Ascot). He wears a black thick boots and a black trenchcoat that hides most of a brilliant white shirt.*
Marl: I think you're the one who's going to die this time, Gustavo. Yaaaaaaaah!!!
*Marl, clasping his right wrist with his left hand, sticks out a fist. Balls of energy shoot forth at Gustavo.*
Gustavo: Hmmph.
*Gustavo whirls his crook and blocks all of the incoming balls. With a tremendous burst of speed, he runs straight for Marl, his cloak flapping behind him and his feet barely even touching the ground.*
Marl: *anticipates and punches* Too slow, old man! *his punch lands nothing but air* What?
Gustavo: *appearing behind him in a flash* I'm no 'old man', you insolent whelp!
*Marl dodges a swipe and spins around. He lunges his body, sending a fury of punches in rapid succession. Gustavo floats backwards, using his free-hand to block every punch thrown at him. Marl backs off and the two are back where they started.*
Marl: We're wasting time. Let's settle this in one, final shot! *leaps high into the air*
Gustavo: *nods and does likewise*
In mid-air, the two collide. Marl unleashes a fury of strikes that go so fast, it's almost as if he grew five or six extra arms. Gustavo blocks them all except one gets through and lands on his chest. At the same time, he spins his crook around and slams it against Marl's side. The two crash back to the deck.*
Gustavo: *wipes the blood from his mouth* Damn, I got careless. *glances up and sees Marl standing over him* How?
Marl: *reaches under his shirt and pulls out two wooden slabs* Heh. Your usual attack didn't work this time. Now, you di-YEE-AGGH!!!!!!!
Marl falls to his knees as someone is tugging on his ear. It's an old man, with a long beard, furry eyebrows and dressed in a blue and yellow cloak. A pipe sticks out of his mouth.*
Marl: *chibi-form* Jii-chan!!! LEGGOLEGGOLEGGO!!!! ITE!!
Old man: I told you a hundred times to come in and hem my robes! You can finish playing with your friend tomorrow! *he begins pulling Marl towards the cabin*
Marl: Ow-ow-ow, dammit, I shouldn't have told him I know how to sew! Ow!
*The two disappear into the cabin, leaving Gustavo lying on the deck, stunned with a little smirk.*
Gustavo: You've gotten better, kid. *his eyes go distant* Damn, good timing.
*Gustavo flashes out of sight and reappears elsewhere over EGC. He's floating next to ...*
Evil Dot: What took you?
Gustavo: I was busy. *stares* What's with you?
Evil Dot: I underestimated Aria.
Gustavo: Who's Aria?
Evil Dot: Choirmaster's mother.
Gustavo: *pause* He's got a mother? Damn, I though he just crawled out from a rock somewhere. So, I guess his mommy came to rescue him. How pathetic.
Evil Dot: You don't get it do you?
Gustavo: What?
Evil Dot: It's here.
Gustavo: *pause* Damn, which is worse..? This Aria who is Choirmaster's mother, or the unknown third-party who kicked the crap out of him?