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 Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 9:17 pm
The cut yeilded a puff of clouds from where the blade came out, but seemed to register no damage to the car itself. Rather, once it climbed about halfway into the stands, the engine began to sputter, then choke, then die... and the vehicle came crashing down into the seats with the little blue bear at the wheel.
"Oh noooo~! My caaaaaaaaar~!" Grumpy whined as he hopped out. He kicked the nonfunctional tires and pouted.
For an unknown reason, the car was now broken.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 9:22 pm
It hurts bad when dreams become reality...
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Pfft. What the hell is he thinking?
At loss to actually do something, Snow raised his blade up once more, and went charging in for a simple stab right through Grumpy's liver section.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 9:36 pm
Charing would have been a little tough due to the 100' high wall between them and all; but if Snow could get over it easy as that, then more power to him.
Through pouting over his car, Grumpy pattered down a few rows in the stands, moaned in a very unhappy way, and shot a beam of destruction born of pure love at Snow.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 10:02 pm
"Oh shi--"
Well, having noticed only the wall until too late, Snow collided headfirst right into the obstacle blocking his path arrogantly.
Dazed, shakened, all that nifty stuff added together, he wobbled a few steps back with a groan while clutching his head, shaking out the ringing tone echoing inside his mind.
And then the beam of destruction.
Most definately, definately, definately not want to be caught in that, Snow strafed to the sides and used the obstacle wall to his advantage, hoping that the wall would at least soften the beam somewhat while he ran in an arc to find the entrance to where Grumpy is at right now.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 10:13 pm
The entrance being up, as the arenas for GTB were constructed as a 300' diameter pit, with a 100' wall separating the pit from the stands area. As the car had crashed in the stands, and Snow was running around aimlessly in the pit, the pissed off blue b*****d was obviously raining liquid death on him from above.
"CareBear STARE!" Grumpy shouted; putting his hands on his hips and wiggling a little as his stomach shined with the light of ownage. Clearly, he just loved that much.
As Snow strafed, the love-laser would cut a swath in the arena floor.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 10:20 pm
Now why hadn't he taken notice of the stand and pit area difference?
Clearly because they're suppose to fight in the pit, and Snow just put attention on the pit itself.
"Ice!" He shouted, rolling to one end as he slammed one hand down onto the ground during the maneuver to dodge the beam. A sheet of ice then materialized from where his hand made contact with the ground. Using that, Snow seems to "drag" the ice blockade along with him as the ice lengthened...
And lengthened...
And lengthened....
Till literally the entire arena was filled with ice, at an attempt to halt and reflect Grumpy's stare back at him.
If it weren't for the goddamned liquid state the beam is made of. Just how long can Grumpy keep the beam up? Sheesh! Does it ever end?
Hopefully yes! Snow thought in his mind while he narrowly avoided being splattered to death by the....liquid?
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 10:39 pm
The happiness-beam continued to follow after Snow; though his ice shield was in the way, when the beam struck it the ice seemed to melt quickly and crumble.
...because everyone knows that love is a warm, caring emotion.
"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnya~!" Grumpy CareBear growled as his stomach laser chased Snow around. Since CareBears had enough love for the whole world, and could inspire love in those around them, the love-beam certainly wouldn't run out any time soon. After all, groups of CareBears were known to have fireball duels with scary badguys from time to time.
Every child knows that bad moods and mean people can be dealt with by means of swift and unyeilding violence.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 10:50 pm
"Curse joooo~~~~!!!!!" Snow shouted, running on the walls now to "spiral" his way up to where Grumpy is this time, this time using his ability of ice to make hopping stones right up to where the stands are before throwing chunks of debris -- be it chairs, hot dogs, popcorns, anything that the spectator has while sitting in the stands - right at Grumpy.
In a second later, he veered to the right to get himself up higher on the stands, so that Grumpy's laser wouldn't be able to aim well with the difference in elevation.
Okay...if ice doesn't work, then....
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 10:58 pm
Oddly enough, all of the small objects thrown through the beam came out the other side as cookies and candies. Grumpy Bear caught one of the cookies, and happily began munching on it. A child must have a sufficient supply of sugar and suagar-based foods in order to effectively act as a huggable killing machine.
In responce to Snow running circles in the stands, Grumpy hopped up on the hood of his Caring-Mobile and continued showering Snow with happiness and death.
"Don't run, loveless child! I just want to HUG YOU!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 11:04 pm
"You mean you want to gore me!" gonk Snow futilelessly replied, chucking a can of hot mustard and cucumbers right at Grumpy's face -- those which he had stolen from the hot dog cart near the stands a few moments ago.
Mirror, mirror on the wall....oh for crying out loud, where the hell is the mirror?!
In anger, Snow muttered something under his breath and aimed his hand at Grumpy, and his other right in front of his own running path.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 11:07 pm
"Oooooh~"
The deathray of concern for others stopped suddenly, and Grumpy Bear flopped down on the hood of his cloud car. Relish dripped from his ears, and he looked like he was positively depressed thanks to his new headwear.
"Why does this stuff always happen to ME~?"
The blue bear burried his chin in his hands and slumped down into depression.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 11:10 pm
Aha! Now's my chance to strik--
So focused on defeating this maniacal force of warmth and horrifying, most horrifying mushiness, Snow failed to notice where he's running and instead tripped....
Tumbled....
And crashed into the stands as he rolled down the elevation, tumbling and bruising himself over his pitiful arrogance on the environment.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 11:18 pm
"Hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn~..."
The blue bear got up from where he sat and picked up one of the sweet treats that had rained down from the sky just moments ago. Following a short hop to the stands and a quick treck to where Snow had fallen, he then proceeded to introduce Mr. Mean Kid's face to Mr. Lemon Merangue.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 11:22 pm
Groaning, Snow got up from where he crashed, brushing off the dirt and dust collected on his cloak.
He glared up at where the foul bear stood, cocking the blade back into position as he readied himself in a more formal kendo stance.
Screw this, he'll go melee on the foul bear's rear....
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 11:25 pm
Seeing that the initial pie had no effect, Grumpy proceeded with a barrage of tiny cakes.
Where did they come from? Well, he had picked up one or two off of the ground, and thanks to poor quality animation, he now had an unlimited supply to throw due to the fact that whenever he took one from the pile in the crook of his arm, it didn't actually go away. It was in this way that there would now be a hailstorm of sugary treats raining down upon Snow's frowny face.
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