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Ada Wong vs. Jade (Points: 1/1 Matches: 1/1)
You assume authority and scurry away from the sun, bounding forth on all fours. The grass-covered earth trembles, parting in your wake. It takes you a couple of minutes to clear the miles of grass and a few hours to reach the mountains. Your shadow shrinks gradually as you run, uninterrupted. But the sun continues to chase you, cutting an exorable path through the sky, until it glares at you menacingly from overhead.
But it matters not, for you are now in the mountains. You begin the ascent up the mountain and find something most curious: a stream that runs uphill. It begins with a small puddle, the bottom of which is invisible to you. The stream seems to break all the rules, but... you remember the words that Alucard said to you: "Rules can be broken here."
Ignoring the fact that Alucard has ever actually says such words to you, you resume your running up the mountain. Trees of moderate height are beginning to appear around you, at first extremely sparse, then closing in around you slowly like seventh graders around an adult magazine. Though the density does seem to increase exponentially, they can never obstruct your inexhaustable running power.
... Except that you're getting pretty damn tired. And hungry. And sleepy. And.. thirsty. Is there a way to quench all four of these...? Yes, there is. It doesn't seem pleasant, you decide, sprinting uphill, but it will have to do. The sun has already obscured itself largely behind the mountain; you have no idea how late it is in the evening, but it has been a decent day of exercise, and you need to do something.
So you stop running and viciously uproot a tree and eat it. It tastes disgusting, and it's massively abrasive to your stomach, but you're mother****ing Donkey Kong; you're tough enough. Chewing, you discover after several bites, seems to help.
Then you dive in the stream and immediately howl in pain, for you have just cracked your head against the bottom of it. If you were less agonized, you would probably make a mental note not to dive into one-foot-deep bodies of water, but hitting your head seems to stop you from making deep intellectual leaps like this.
So you pass out. Not because you are weak, mind you, but because you feel like it.
Poof! The sun is high above you. Apparently you've been out cold for almost twenty-four hours. You come to consciousness with a massive scrunch of your face and feel something cold and wet pressing against the back of your body. Even before turning around, you begin to piece it together.
Cold... wet... it must be water!
And indeed, when you look behind you, you see twenty-four hours' worth of stream water throbbing and pulsating, begging to be set free. You are about to move, when there is another Poof.
You turn around, genuinely confused. What source..?
Poof! A flash of light blinds you, and you shield your eyes a little as you try to open them. The image is rather distorted because of the glare, but you believe that there are... two dark-haired girls fighting in the bed of the stream, both wearing red bands around their arms. One of them is dressed skimpily in red, shooting bullets at the other, missing entirely. The latter, clothed in green, seems to be fighting by blinding her opponent using a... camera?
You observe through your fingers for a few more seconds as the unstable chick in red stumbles backward and falls down off the streambed. Green-jacket girl points her camera menacingly at her fallen foe, advancing. "Don't move or I'll shoot!"
Common sense tells you not to move, but psychological twists have an effect even on you, mother****ing Donkey Kong. At the girl's threat, you leap instinctively into the air. and out of the stream.
With all the force of a river, the buildup from the previous two days explodes uphill and knocks the green-clothed girl clean off her feet, carrying her up with it. You jog a little to keep pace, soon reaching the top of the mountain. The peak is extremely steep, and you realize that it ends in a cliff. The helpless photographer shoots up off of it and, with a scream, falls into what you believe is the Pacific Ocean.
(A) Get down there and try to save her! There's still time!
(B) Go back to sleep and wait for the next day.
(C) Go look for more food. This mountain's getting boring. How 'bout that sandy beach with a palm tree and no ocean!?
(D) Use your high ground to nail that other woman, if you know what that means. You're mother****ing Donkey Kong, and even if you're not gonna bang her in the traditional sense, you can still give her face a banging she won't forget.
SD
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
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