by The Shadowed Sat Aug 20, 2011 9:31 pm
IC: When the Skakdi had dropped, Doomslayer's right hand moved to his backpack automatically, opening it even as he stepped closer. "My name? They call me The Captain Aki Rua Doomslayer The First," he sniffed self-importantly as the bit of oil on a madu cabolo moved, rolling it behind his back and the arms at his side. "I am a veteran of many conflicts, including the famed bloody Battle of The Salad Bowl, The Campaign of The Watered-Down Chicken, and The War Against Mango Discrimination...," he continued "...And master of many trades, including Mercenary, Pirate, Knight, Great Being, and Unconventional Pineapple Recipes Chef of The Third Degree-"
"Quit the games," cut in Shorn, "Tell me the truth."
"Very well," sniffed the illustrious captain once more as the cabolo moved to the back of his left arm, moving forwards again, "I spend the lesser weekdays fighting Shore Turtle Abuse, party on Fridays at the Highwind Martial Arts School of How To Totally Kick Butt, go to Subway and trip out on Call of Duty Saturdays, sleep in Sundays and eat nothing but pie, and put on spandex and tights and masquerade as your friendly neighborhood superhero weekni-"
"Just cut the dung and tell. The. Truth," snapped the Skakdi, not irritated, merely providing emphasis. "Have you forgotten that there's a gun pointed at your chest?"
"If you insist," sniffed again Doomslayer, advancing finally some more. "The truth is, I'm really just an ordinary player who likes to jug-"
Just before the good captain could follow through with his plan and throw the madu cabolo to cause a distraction and make his getaway amid the chaos, however, both players saw a totally anticlimatic dark rhotuka gliding towards Shorn. The Captain's eyes flitted across his immediate vicinity.
Exactly six kahgarak had surrounded the pair. They waited, red eyes gleaming, spinners charging.
"Well, dung," said The Captain, in a rare stroke of true eloquence, and then he promptly turned tail and ran as though his life depended on it.
"Aw, but come on," smirked Hukki, ignoring the request for his name for the time being "The fun's just getting started." As if on cue, another bog snake leapt for the prince even as Hukki's left fundo whipped above the prince in an attempt to cut him off. "Why leave?," he asked, "Afraid of the swamp?" A smirk came to his lips once more.
OOC: The reason why the one went for the prince, again, is that I'm guessing the prince's branch is lower down than Hukki's perch. I mean, maybe it's just me, but jumping both backwards and blindly isn't the best way to gain serious altitude =P
As well, this post contains many references, tips of hats, and allusions. The Battle of The Salad Bowl is from one of Brian Jacques' Redwall books. The Mangos and Shore Turtles are self-explanatory. The Highwinds Martial Arts school cameoed in Prisonbreak under a slightly different name as the place where Raz' chars got taught martial arts, so a tip of the hat to him-like him or not, I certainly liked the name =P Subway and Call of Duty are both part of the real world and pop culture. Pie is because of my traditional getaway for my avatar in Chatbox wars which states that I am sipping a pina colada (or other beverage) on an exotic island while eating pie. And finally, the part about spandex and tights is alluding to the comic book superheroes in the real world.
BTW, Skar, don't feel as though I'm trying to keep Yghari out of the fight. I just don't want Hukki to know about him yet. Besides, I don't have any more room in this IC as is XP