John
02-18-2014, 01:39 AM
Dearest Nazgul;
I am so tired of you and your antics on the forum. There is work to be done and you do nothing except shirk your responsibilities time and time again. This time I am at my wit's end and I am telling you in no uncertain terms to stop being a donkey and get the arena constructed or I will feed you to King Kong.
Love and Kisses
Kris
-xXx-
That was the letter which Naz now held in his hand. A lovely sentiment full of kindness form his dear friend Kris. At least that's what he assumed it was. You see Naz was a little distracted having just dropped his clean thongs into a mud puddle while coming back from the laundromat. As such, his full attention was not on the letter. In fact as he skimmed it's contents, his eyes welling up with the thought of those now mud stained thongs, he only managed to make out two words on the page.
"donkey Kong"
"Alright then." Naz shouted to no one in particular as the empty space he was in now technically didn't exist. He thought about this for a moment and started to ponder his own existence. How was it, the something could exist between two realms and then on top of that exist in a place that technically didn't exist itself. It was something to be pondered at length. And that's what Naz would do, though he felt like he was forgetting something.
"Oh right. The arena." Naz spoke allowed again. This time more to himself than to the nonexistent people that were not in the place he currently inhabited which didn't exist.
Nazgul motioned with his hand and what was once devoid of light now was lit up a white light that seemed to emanate from all around. Another wave of the hand and a large structure appeared. The structure was made up of long metal girders that were slightly slanted allowing objects to roll from the top and down the multiple levels. The bottom level was about fifty feet long and the invisible walls which would keep the combatants trapped in there gave it a width of about ten feet.
On the top level of the structure, which looked kind of rickety, a stack of barrels appeared along with a gorilla that looked like it came out of an 8 bit video game. The gorilla proceeded to take one of the barrel;s and then rolled it down the girder. Naz watched as the wooden barrel rolled down and across the bottom before smashing against the imaginary wall which was created by default to keep the combatants from leaving.
"That won't do at all, Naz sighed, and the gorilla frowned. "Won't do at all. It's just not evil enough."
And with that, the scene began to alter and twist. Long metal spikes grew out of the girder which lay above the bottom level. Each of the spikes were about five feet apart and dripping with a green substance which caused the floor to smoke when the substance dripped upon it.
Next the gorilla at the top began to morph and howl as it's formed changed to much bigger and much meaner looking gorilla that seemed to have been mutated. It roared with an intensity that caused the whole structure to shake.
Next were the barrels. Sparks began to fly from them as the wood changed to metal and each of the barrels seemed to be electrified. Next he waved his hand and flames emanated from the barrels. Naz's lips curled into a particularly evil smile as he viewed his handiwork. It was good. It was evil. But there was still one thing missing. The combatants.
Naz waved his hand to open the portals and watched with disappointment as only one opened on the bottom level of the structure. Waving his hand again, and with a little more intensity, he sighed loudly as the second still did not open.
"What the hell?" Closing his eyes, Naz peered thorough the dimensions and saw the one who he had chosen to fight and immediately understood what the problem was. Smiling even more evilly than he did before; if that was even possible, Naz snapped hi fingers and the second portal on he bottom level of the structure appeared as well as a third one beside him. And then, using all of his will, he pulled the two combatants through their respective portals on the bottom level of the structure. Through the portal next to him, a jetbike emerged.
"Sorry bout your bike," Naz's voice hissed loudly at the combatants. "But you won't be needing it here. Anyway, welcome to the arena! The two of you will fight for my amusement, and for your own survival. At the end of the fight, one of you will be allowed to go back through the portal. The other will be fed to my monkey." At hearing these words, the monkey on the top level howled and started to throw barrels down the structure.
(Welcome to my game of evil Donkey Kong. In each round, barrels will reach the bottom platform where your characters are confined. The number of barrels each round will be the same as the round number. One in the first, two in the second, etc. There is enough clearance between the floor and the ceiling to jump the barrels, but watch out for the spikes. Should anyone come in contact with the stuff dripping from the spikes, it won't kill you but it will hurt like hell. It should be noted that the girders are indestructible. The battle will last for five rounds and by the toss of a coin, Water Nymph has first post. Each of you has 72 hours from the time of the last post to get yours in. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me. Good luck to both of you
Note: I did not mention the surroundings of the area as there are none per say. Everything outside the structure is just an infinite space of white. )
I am so tired of you and your antics on the forum. There is work to be done and you do nothing except shirk your responsibilities time and time again. This time I am at my wit's end and I am telling you in no uncertain terms to stop being a donkey and get the arena constructed or I will feed you to King Kong.
Love and Kisses
Kris
-xXx-
That was the letter which Naz now held in his hand. A lovely sentiment full of kindness form his dear friend Kris. At least that's what he assumed it was. You see Naz was a little distracted having just dropped his clean thongs into a mud puddle while coming back from the laundromat. As such, his full attention was not on the letter. In fact as he skimmed it's contents, his eyes welling up with the thought of those now mud stained thongs, he only managed to make out two words on the page.
"donkey Kong"
"Alright then." Naz shouted to no one in particular as the empty space he was in now technically didn't exist. He thought about this for a moment and started to ponder his own existence. How was it, the something could exist between two realms and then on top of that exist in a place that technically didn't exist itself. It was something to be pondered at length. And that's what Naz would do, though he felt like he was forgetting something.
"Oh right. The arena." Naz spoke allowed again. This time more to himself than to the nonexistent people that were not in the place he currently inhabited which didn't exist.
Nazgul motioned with his hand and what was once devoid of light now was lit up a white light that seemed to emanate from all around. Another wave of the hand and a large structure appeared. The structure was made up of long metal girders that were slightly slanted allowing objects to roll from the top and down the multiple levels. The bottom level was about fifty feet long and the invisible walls which would keep the combatants trapped in there gave it a width of about ten feet.
On the top level of the structure, which looked kind of rickety, a stack of barrels appeared along with a gorilla that looked like it came out of an 8 bit video game. The gorilla proceeded to take one of the barrel;s and then rolled it down the girder. Naz watched as the wooden barrel rolled down and across the bottom before smashing against the imaginary wall which was created by default to keep the combatants from leaving.
"That won't do at all, Naz sighed, and the gorilla frowned. "Won't do at all. It's just not evil enough."
And with that, the scene began to alter and twist. Long metal spikes grew out of the girder which lay above the bottom level. Each of the spikes were about five feet apart and dripping with a green substance which caused the floor to smoke when the substance dripped upon it.
Next the gorilla at the top began to morph and howl as it's formed changed to much bigger and much meaner looking gorilla that seemed to have been mutated. It roared with an intensity that caused the whole structure to shake.
Next were the barrels. Sparks began to fly from them as the wood changed to metal and each of the barrels seemed to be electrified. Next he waved his hand and flames emanated from the barrels. Naz's lips curled into a particularly evil smile as he viewed his handiwork. It was good. It was evil. But there was still one thing missing. The combatants.
Naz waved his hand to open the portals and watched with disappointment as only one opened on the bottom level of the structure. Waving his hand again, and with a little more intensity, he sighed loudly as the second still did not open.
"What the hell?" Closing his eyes, Naz peered thorough the dimensions and saw the one who he had chosen to fight and immediately understood what the problem was. Smiling even more evilly than he did before; if that was even possible, Naz snapped hi fingers and the second portal on he bottom level of the structure appeared as well as a third one beside him. And then, using all of his will, he pulled the two combatants through their respective portals on the bottom level of the structure. Through the portal next to him, a jetbike emerged.
"Sorry bout your bike," Naz's voice hissed loudly at the combatants. "But you won't be needing it here. Anyway, welcome to the arena! The two of you will fight for my amusement, and for your own survival. At the end of the fight, one of you will be allowed to go back through the portal. The other will be fed to my monkey." At hearing these words, the monkey on the top level howled and started to throw barrels down the structure.
(Welcome to my game of evil Donkey Kong. In each round, barrels will reach the bottom platform where your characters are confined. The number of barrels each round will be the same as the round number. One in the first, two in the second, etc. There is enough clearance between the floor and the ceiling to jump the barrels, but watch out for the spikes. Should anyone come in contact with the stuff dripping from the spikes, it won't kill you but it will hurt like hell. It should be noted that the girders are indestructible. The battle will last for five rounds and by the toss of a coin, Water Nymph has first post. Each of you has 72 hours from the time of the last post to get yours in. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me. Good luck to both of you
Note: I did not mention the surroundings of the area as there are none per say. Everything outside the structure is just an infinite space of white. )