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towerofanimus2012-02-15 05:52 pm
morphballin) wrote in towerofanimus2012-02-15 05:52 pm
Entry tags:
Cordially Cuckoo
Characters: Samus and anyone who happens into her path.
Setting: All through the tower - specify a floor if you want something other than a generic area.
Format: Starting prose, will match.
Summary: Samus had a Cherry Cordial, and is on the hunt.
Warnings: Imminent sadism and violence.
So. No one warned Samus about those candies around the tower.
She only had one - and afterwards, she felt like she really ought to get some practice in. Practice in hunting targets. Practice in letting them know they were being hunted.
So now she's wandering about in her armor, slowly, finding someone to make a target.
Setting: All through the tower - specify a floor if you want something other than a generic area.
Format: Starting prose, will match.
Summary: Samus had a Cherry Cordial, and is on the hunt.
Warnings: Imminent sadism and violence.
So. No one warned Samus about those candies around the tower.
She only had one - and afterwards, she felt like she really ought to get some practice in. Practice in hunting targets. Practice in letting them know they were being hunted.
So now she's wandering about in her armor, slowly, finding someone to make a target.
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[A pair of missiles launch from Samus' cannon - one striking the wall Sheik had been peeking out from, and the other the far wall.
Those footfalls are faster now, and there's another sound - the sound of energy blasts. They'll miss, striking the walls and ground near the Sheikah.]
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Sheik curses under his breath, and though he flinches at the sound of each shot, he doesn't stop running. Dammit, some deku nuts would be really handy right about now...
The hall opens up into a room with couches and heavy armchairs, and Sheik quickly dives behind one for cover.]
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Her footsteps pick up again, but are replaced by a pair of light taps, and the sound of...rolling?
The rolling noise continues, and a small 'doop' noise is heard shortly after.
A couple of seconds pass, and a nearby armchair is knocked a few feet away by a small explosion.]
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... And then there's an explosion and a flying chair, and he practically jumps out of his skin. Samus' technology is beyond his comprehension and honestly, it would probably freak him out even if he wasn't being actively hunted.]
What are you doing?!
[There's no way she doesn't know where he is; why is she playing games?]
Who's late? I'm late! 8D;
Samus does not answer, but she unfolds from the ball form after moving behind Sheik. Her cannon shifts and changes a bit, and then fires a crackling blue beam at a chair. She jerks the beam, tugging the piece of furniture and tossing it in Sheik's direction.]
Fashionably late, of course.
It hits, and Sheik cries out in pain. Damn, damn, damn--]
Okay I swear future tags will not take a damn month.
You have information I want.
Bahaha, s'all good, bro.
A narrowed blood red eye regards Samus coldly, stubbornly.]
About what? The Princess you seek? Even if I knew where she was, I would not tell.
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[As she spoke, her arm cannon shifted around, then began to let out a droning noise as energy charged around the barrel.]
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A bargaining chip? For whom? I am but a shadow, transient and fleeting. You will find no one that would hold my life over that of royalty.
[Stalling... stalling...]
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[Stop gloating, Samus, or someone might take advantage of it!]