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 Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 7:07 pm
This is a silly RP. Meaning, the characters are put into a situation that can NEVER happen. In this specific case, we proudly present...ALEC VS. MARSHALL PRETENDING TO BE SAMURAIS!
And now...The RP.
A light breeze blew through the small, forgettable town. Not that any one would notice, for it had long since been evacuated. Not by state law, but by common sense. Two mighty warriors were coming. They had an epic show-down planned that would undoubtedly end with death.
Sadly, they both had dentist appointments that particular day and Dr. Spitz was running behind schedual. So, two less-than-mighty warriors were sechdual to fight. Sadly, they got caught up in traffic, so instead, two pretty much pathetic warriors were called in as replacements. From a temp agency, no less.
"...Hello?" said a scrawny man in his early twenties, sword in hand. He walked down the barren road in sandals and yukata, looking around curiously. "Where the hell is every one? Does any one else find it weird how towns can instantly become empty during fight-scenes? Better yet, who am I talking to?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 7:14 pm
"'ello..." A cool voice saucily responded out of thin air, ducking out from behind an adjacent tumbleweed merely two feet from the unsuspecting warrior. Unfortunately his yukata wasn't tied anywhere near the proper fashion and he was subsequently showing a little more than he had intended.
"You tresspass in town!" The equally unmasculine male sternly chattered though his voice didn't seem to match up very well with his mouth movements...
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 7:17 pm
Marshall turned around, prepared to "attack" (well, more persicesly, swing his sword around until some one lost a limb), but stopped as soon as he saw a mo-hawked man...Flashing him! What was this?! Flashing him and accusing him of trespassing!?
"...YOU PERVERT!" he screamed, doing a mythical ninja fly-kick that looked REALLY cool!...Until the strings got all tied together and he fell flat on his face.
"Owie!" he whined, before jumping up to his feet. "...I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO GET AWAY WITH FLASHING ME!" he yelled, overly determined.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 7:25 pm
The triumphant beat of yakudo drums began thunderously announcing the beginning of the epic battle, Alec meanwhile searching behind bushes and wondering if William Shatner was gonna pop out and lay the smack down on them both with the Kirk maneuver.
Seeing the valiant charging effort, he cringed and held the sharp thinger to point at his attacker but ended up bursting into a fit of annoying laughter when Marshall absolutely failed. "You suck." He snorted, his expression immediately changing to a stern mockery. "HUAAAAA!!!" And charged, weapon flailing.
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Posted: Thu Mar 23, 2006 3:52 pm
Marshall held up his sword, forgetting to take it out of its case. But hey, if it kept him from getting killed, it was a small price to pay! Slowly, Marshall noticed some thing peculiar...The fact that Alec had no idea how to use a sword! Maybe he could use this to his advantage...
"Hey, Stupid Flasher...You're holding your sword upside down. You're supposed to hold it by the pointy shiney edge."
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 12:52 am
Oh, but the irishman wasn't easily fooled. He knew sharp things cut Alec, and that would be bad! "Nuh uh." He stopped, staring at his own weapon. "The sharp edge hurts!" Proud of his retort, one could tell the hamster in his head was running a mile-a-minute.
Yea. That's it.
Ah, but a glimmer of light upon the horizon! Alec had an idea of how to easily overpower this devilish fiend and be home in time for Oprah! "AHA!" In a swift move of skill and mastery, he knelt down and scooped his weapon from the ground.... and tossed a pile of dirt in Marshall's face. "TAKE THAT!"
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