The following is a response to the story posted by FormerVengeance here, as well as the various follow-ups. Also, be warned that it may change with future installations.
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"You've been on a cube kick recently, Carol."
Carol grunted, but didn't turn around. Sine wasn't wrong, though - most of the things running around the TARDIS looked like they had been cut from cubes, or had been cube-shaped some time ago. A reddish, eagle-shaped creature whistled as it flew in circles around the central column, follwed closely by a white-and-black, angular tiger, whilst a yellow, squared-off lion and a boxy green elephant pushed against each other, trumpeting and snarling irritably. Some might have suspected the technopath had been foiled by a Rubik's Cube at some point, and this was her way of taking vengeance upon the obtuse nature of the puzzle.
The problem was, she'd been like this ever since the adventure to save Ceneric. And it was all too obvious why Carol was doing this.
Friday, 8 April 2016
Tuesday, 5 April 2016
Rule of Three: Escalation
It was a lovely, sunny April day in Las Vegas.
And it had started off with Kamen Rider OOO being tackled through a twenty-five-story window.
So, nothing out of the ordinary, then.
So, nothing out of the ordinary, then.
Sunday, 3 April 2016
Morons vs Wild 2: The Wildening
WARNING: The following post contains material that certain readers may find upsetting. Reader discretion is advised.
-------ASH'S WORLD-------
The whole thing started when Sam, walking through the forest near Oriam, was pounced upon by a giant spider.
"AAARGH SHIT FUCK BALLS," he screamed as the thing tackled him off his feet, winding all eight legs tightly around his body and pinning his arms against his sides. The swearing continued as he hit the ground, and went on as he jerked his head this way and that, barely dodging the sharp, slavering fangs that kept missing his face by mere millimetres. Sheer panic prevented him from remembering he could have just set himself on fire to escape this predicament, and thus he spent a good half a minute writhing and kicking in the dirt, the spider's weight keeping from rolling upright.
Of course, his salior talk served as the perfect beacon to anyone close by.
"HOLD ON, SAM!"
Sam didn't even see who was approaching until Erdrick had already been driven through the spider's body, the point poking him in the chest by accident. The beast shrieked, convulsed for a moment, and then went limp, the legs losing their grip around the Uberman's body as the life rapidly went out of it. The moment he felt that happening, Sam flexed his arms, pushing the limbs away from him, and threw the corpse of the creature off as he scrambled to his feet, letting off one last torrent of expletives as he went.
Then something grabbed his arm, and he screamed, picturing some worse animal-
"Sam, SAM."
That was Ash's voice. Even in the midst of a heart attack, Sam would know it anywhere.
"It's fine, we're here. It's deader than dead."
And there was Erdrick - his mother's voice, of course, which was still weird, but soothing enough for Sam to get a grip on himself. Whilst he babbled to a stop, gasping for air and clutching his chest, the other man knelt down and produced something akin to a small towel as he began cleaning the foul, pale ichor off of Erdrick's blade. It took some time for the former Destined Hero to get his breath back and put the past events in proper seqence, so he could find the right questions to ask about what just happened.
Thankfully, only one came to mind.
"...what was that?!" he nearly shrieked, pointing at the dead spider.
-------ASH'S WORLD-------
The whole thing started when Sam, walking through the forest near Oriam, was pounced upon by a giant spider.
"AAARGH SHIT FUCK BALLS," he screamed as the thing tackled him off his feet, winding all eight legs tightly around his body and pinning his arms against his sides. The swearing continued as he hit the ground, and went on as he jerked his head this way and that, barely dodging the sharp, slavering fangs that kept missing his face by mere millimetres. Sheer panic prevented him from remembering he could have just set himself on fire to escape this predicament, and thus he spent a good half a minute writhing and kicking in the dirt, the spider's weight keeping from rolling upright.
Of course, his salior talk served as the perfect beacon to anyone close by.
"HOLD ON, SAM!"
Sam didn't even see who was approaching until Erdrick had already been driven through the spider's body, the point poking him in the chest by accident. The beast shrieked, convulsed for a moment, and then went limp, the legs losing their grip around the Uberman's body as the life rapidly went out of it. The moment he felt that happening, Sam flexed his arms, pushing the limbs away from him, and threw the corpse of the creature off as he scrambled to his feet, letting off one last torrent of expletives as he went.
Then something grabbed his arm, and he screamed, picturing some worse animal-
"Sam, SAM."
That was Ash's voice. Even in the midst of a heart attack, Sam would know it anywhere.
"It's fine, we're here. It's deader than dead."
And there was Erdrick - his mother's voice, of course, which was still weird, but soothing enough for Sam to get a grip on himself. Whilst he babbled to a stop, gasping for air and clutching his chest, the other man knelt down and produced something akin to a small towel as he began cleaning the foul, pale ichor off of Erdrick's blade. It took some time for the former Destined Hero to get his breath back and put the past events in proper seqence, so he could find the right questions to ask about what just happened.
Thankfully, only one came to mind.
"...what was that?!" he nearly shrieked, pointing at the dead spider.
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