Munkwunk FFOS6:
Zio
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Zio awoke after many hours of a much needed
rest. The castingle of Tandle was especially draining on him,
though the power of Shift seemed to still be running through
his veins. As he crept out from the shadowy area where he
slept, his eyes, trying to regain their focus amid the glaring
lights, focused upon a familiar form.
"Lutz! How did
he get here?" Zio thought to himself; his arch rival
would soon feel pain.
"Wat, Tsu, Foi!" he
chanted, as three corresponding spells were cast. A dense ball
of water projected towards Lutz, followed by a stream of
lightning which, colliding with the water, turned
semi-evaporated the mass and turned it into a gasous form.
Finally, the Fire spell of Foi ignited the gas,
completing the devastating Triblaster technique. The
ball of burning gasses hit Lutz with an intense force,
knocking him back against a far wall of the complex. The Esper
hadn't even known what had hit him before he slipped into
unconsciousness.
Grinning to himself, Zio marched
across the room, kicking Lutz while he was down before
trapsing away.
Once again he found himself faced with
the decision of which transport tube to take. He decided that
Ghost Square sounded ghastly enough, and climbed into the
tube, lurching once more as he was launched out the other end.
Dark clouds and lightning flashes made for a stark
contrast up in the sky; the desloate landscape was a sight for
Zio's sore eyes. "Reminds me of my fort," he said to noone in
particular. "...and without all those irritating lights and
noises."
Spotting a rickety old house upon a hill, Zio
decided that it would be his destination. Before long he was
standing in front of it; to one side, he noticed two
unconcious bodies. One was a sorely battered man, a noose
around his neck; the other, the same fluffy little creature he
had seen the day before back at the Garden. "So," he mused,
"the little twerp made it this far. It has guts, at least," --
Zio rubbed the back of his head; the pain had gone away, but
he still remembered the point of impact that the mop had made
-- "perhaps it would be wise to see how the little one reacts
throughout the rest of the tournament. Gires."
Red smoke filled the air around the little creature,
giving strength to it as it filled his nose. As the creature
began to stir, so too did the man beside him. It was not long
before he was on his feet, ranting and raving.
"I
QUIT!" he screamed, tearing the rope from his neck and tossing
it at the ground. "I've never been so insulted! So humiliated!
So hurt! They take this job and shove it up their
money-grubbing asses!" The disgruntled employee stomped away
as a confused black mage wondered what had happened.
With a shrug of his shoulders, he approached and
entered the hotel, leaving the little white creature to regain
his senses by himself. Upon entering, he noticed that there
had obviously been some action here before. A voice from the
corner muttered, "...not another one of those freaks... this
place can't stand another mess like that la-- argh!"
Still not fond of being called a freak, Zio had
stormed up to the man and kicked him in the gut while in
mid-speech. With antoher quick movement, he had hoisted the
man into the air, tossing him over his shoulder. The man flew
through the air, landing atop a counter and sliding off over
the opposite edge. A loud thud echoed throughout the
room as he slammed into the floor below.
The black
mage glanced around the room, sneering at the patrons. "Anyone
else?" Shaking their heads, they cowered into their corners,
none of them uttering a word.
With a displeased snort
-- he was hoping for some more amusement -- Zio continued on,
stomping up a flight of stairs and down a hall way. The
corridor was fille dwith doors on both sides, all but of one
of which were closed. As he peered into the room with the open
door, Zio noticed a familiar figure, snoring loudly in a bed.
"The albino Motavian!" A twisted grin appeared on his
lips, a quiet whisper to himself; "Perfect...."
Pointing both hands, open-palmed, toward the beast,
Zio began to channel the energy built up within his body.
"Forceflash!" yelled the mage as he expelled a wave of
pure, intense energy across the room, knocking the creature
from its resting place and tipping over the bed on top of him,
crushing him with its weight.
Zio made haste, not
wanting to stick around for the creature discover what hit it.
He sneaked into a room not far down the hall, closing the door
behind him.
"Hey, what're youd oing in here?!" came a
man's voice. "I'm getting dressed, didn't you see the Do
Not Disturb sign? Get out of he--" His words were cut off
as the man in black pummeled him in the mouth. All went black
for the man as he lost consciousness, and he would remember
nothing between that moment and the moment he woke up on the
ground, outside the window of the room which he had previously
occupied.
Now alone in the room, Zio decided to bide
his time while he devised a plan of mass destruction. "For
Dark Force," he thought. "My god's presence will be felt
here!"
_________________ OOC: 1 berzerked
A-vote against Lutz 1 R-vote for
Mog 1 berzerked A-vote against Umaro
5 A-votes, 3 R-votes, 6 P-votes remaining.
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Munkwunk on 01-30-2002 at 08:21 PM |