The
Dude FFO Survivor-
Delita
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What the hell?
I'm still sort of confused as to how the
life or death tournament of wanton destruction turned into a
beautiful romantic escapade. I mean, I read the posts and all,
but... whatever .
As for heat, the heat index where I live
today is 115. I think I finally figured out the odd smell in
my room, which was the scent of my internal organs being slow
roasted in my own boiling blood. Yep, it's that hot . ======================== As Delita, Sydney,
and Gohan entered the Fortress, they were amazed by the sight
that beheld them. The entryway opened up directly into a huge
atrium, which spanned hundreds of meters. It was lined down
the sides with gigantic stone colums, which rose of to the
ceiling to create a network of hanging arches, which supported
the entire weight of the upper floor. In the center of the
room, a skylight rose all the way to the open air, and a
glistening platform shone like the sun, reflecting light down
into the atrium. That platform was their goal. That platform
was hope.
Choosing at random a passage to go down, the
three warriors set out. The passage took them down an
incomprehensible series of twists and turns, and after a short
time they were completely lost. Danger confronted them around
every corner, as the walls were alive with hellish creatures
of stone, and the floors teemed with poisonous insects. The
air was hot and heavy with the stench of death, and slashing
through the fortress became near impossible. Just when they
were about to give up hope, an unusual sound eminated from the
next room, the sound of metal against metal. Not loud or
sharp, merely a soft clink that could barely be heard.
Sydney volunteerd to scout ahead, while Gohan and Delita
positioned themselves on both sides of the door in case of
danger. After looking around, and not seeing anything, Sydney
was returning when a figure materialized out of the shadows
behind him.
"Hey" the figure called out hesitantly.
Sydney whilred to face the voice, and Delita and Gohan
leapt out at the ready to face any threat.
“I’m not
looking for any trouble. But need any help, though?” the
figure called out again, "We shouldn't be fighting each other,
we all want the same thing, to end this tournament. My name's
Clive."
Sydney, Gohan, and Delita relaxed, and after
introducing themselves the four set resumed the direction that
they were travelling earlier. Before long, the narrow
passageways opened up into a large indoor colleseum, nearly
half as wide as the gigantic atrium. The edges were littered
with corpses, whose final form was a contorted mask of fear.
The danger was palpable, and the group proceeded with caution.
"The stairs are on the other side, I just know
it." Gohan muttered.
"I hope it's as easy as it..."
Delita was cut off by a great roar. Out of the dimly lit
ceiling, a huge figure emerged. It spread itself out, and let
forth another bellowing cry before diving down to meet the
intruders. Crashing down to the floor in front of them, the
dragon spread its great wings, as if to bar passage to the
next chamber. The wingspan of the great beast was nearly the
diamater of the colleseum, and it was covered all over in
thick, brilliant blue scales. The condensation of its breath
was visible even in the hot fortress air, and small rivulets
of ice began to spread out from where its feet touched the
ground. Raising its head, it let out one more roar before
diving in to attack. ======================== Somebody
else take over, I can only write so much at work without
getting caught . Hope you didn't mind my using Clive, Tequila, feel
free to pull him out if you want.
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