|
Post by Ion on Jun 19, 2009 8:28:15 GMT -8
Combatants: Ion -vs- Gush
Battle Type: Single Judge
Story-Version Advantage: No
Length: 4 Posts per Person - 8 Rounds Total. Intro Posts not Included
Judge:
Note: The only requirement for this battle is that it's finished by next Friday, June 26. Thanks ^__^.
|
|
|
Post by Shast on Jun 20, 2009 11:40:15 GMT -8
I got your back buddy! Nothing to do all week but learn some flash. Unless something explodes and I have to save the world!
|
|
|
Post by Ion on Jun 24, 2009 8:28:19 GMT -8
((OOC: I'll try and find a RP mod to look this over, but in the mean time we'll have to get started XD))
Ion clung tightly to the stony face, one hand clawing desperately for any purchase along the shallow ridges that run the length of the stone. Panting in the thin air as the afternoon sun beat down relentlessly on his nearly exposed back, Ion blinked sweat out of his eyes as the vision of the final ledge wavered in the heat. He had started on this feat of utter athleticism hours, no days, a single day ago? Feeling the tunnel vision begin to yet again consume his mind, Ion decided it didn't matter. All that mattered now was pushing beyond all bodily limits and reaching that famed pinnacle. The highest point in all of the Net. The World's Pinnacle.
As his free hand clutched at air and impossibly smooth rock for the hundred upon hundredth of times the savage-sweet temptation of teleportation drifted across his mind. Snarling in the face of his own weakness and frustration alike, Ion knew that to teleport to the peak would be the ultimate defeat hidden amongst his success. Raggedly he reaffirmed, "Paradoxical. In succeeding that way...this hunk of rock wins...by giving my blood...sweat and body to it....is the only true victory..."
Reaching down to his hip with the sole free hand, as his legs shivered with the effort of holding him kilometers above the ground, Ion withdrew the crystalline seed given to all who tackle the nigh insurmountable spire. Beautifully glittering in the light, it was meant to inspire hope at the most desperate moments and elude to the victory token granted to all who physically conquer the World's Pinnacle. Gritting his teeth in defiance to the pain, Ion replaced the seed back in his hip pocket. In doing so, his azure blue eyes flickered across a thin vertical shadow. A hand sized crevasse running nearly the entire remaining 50 meters!
So he would climb. He would climb on shaking legs, with hands rubbed raw as blood and sweat streamed down his body with the sun as his sole spectator, his only uncaring witness.
A dull 'thwap' breached the silence atop the peak as Ion's hands heavily feel on the bare plateau that was the pinnacle. As the final push for the summit drove Ion upwards, his head, followed by his chest, then slowly his entire torso bent over the ledge. Every muscle strained and screamed out in agony as he pulled himself entirely over the jagged edge. Through brilliant blue eyes, Ion witnessed the most spectacular view of the network he had ever scene. From this stony plateau, one could look out across the cloudless sky and see endless jungle, the mist shrouded mountains and even the calming ebb and flow of a distance ocean. The vibrant array of colors splayed out on all sides around Ion were accompanied by a strangely gentle breeze that wove around the spire and playfully along Ion's worn body. Refreshing, wonderful.
Casting a curious gaze around the top of the World's Pinnacle, Ion's eyes latched onto a strange sight. All around the ledge rimming the peak, immaculately hand written words were carved into the stone. Over and over the phrase repeated itself in the same perfect cursive. 'Reap what you sow'. Puzzled at first about this strange riddle, Ion felt a small shimmer of energy begin to grow in intensity from his hip. Quickly checking the source of such oddity, Ion patted his hip pocket and found the crystal seed eagerly awaiting his touch. Almost shivering in anticipation the crystalline seed began to blaze with multifaceted light as Ion held it. As understanding dawned on his weary mind, Ion gently lay it against the unmarked stone.
Awaiting something to happen, Ion once again cast his focus out amongst the marvelous landscape. Internalizing this view, solidifying the memory of this place so he could carry it with him forever.
|
|
|
Post by Shast on Jun 24, 2009 11:13:20 GMT -8
Btw why by the 26th?
*A moo broke the silence of the day as a cyber cow slowly but surely meandered it's way around the top of the plateau. It had a bell around its neck that was made of some strange substance. It was hard yet rubbery. The cow had black splotches all over it's white body and one spot covering it's left eye.
As it slowly walked along behind it someone was shouting obscenities at it while flailing his arms up and down and running after the cow. "HEY!! GET BACK HERE!!" Gush shouted in an angry voice. "*pant* *pant* Jeese this cow does not want to cooperate.." he muttered to himself as he plopped to the ground in exhaustion. "Why in the world would he need this bell anyway!" he sighed as he laid backwards flat on his back; Observing the scenery.
The cow finally sat down and Gush saw his opportunity and jumped on it. He quickly sat up and jumped over to the cow and began attempting to remove the fancy bell. The strap was too rough to pull and he didn't want to harm the cow while he stole its bell. Gush glanced around trying to find something sharp he could use but his eyes drew blanks wherever they looked.
His eyes caught something out of place, a set of fingers and then a head shortly after, pulling themselves up and over the ledge. Gush ducked behind the cow his head just above it so he could see the mountain climber. "Oh well look at Mr. rugged, climbin' this! Wish I could do that." Gush thought to himself as his mind flashed back to how he got here. "hehehe, cannons are sweet to get shot out of.." His mind snapped back to reality and the person, who was pulling something out of his pocket. It glowed brightly blinding gush and the cow that he used for a shield, causing it to let out a moo and get up ever so slow and move away. "Hey! You're supposed to be my cover get back here right now!" Gush demanded. "Fine, I'll get you yet, you're not going anywhere." He stood up, patted his pants to get the dust off and walked over to the stranger to congratulate him on his climbing feat. "Woo! That must have been some climb!" Gush shouted behind him as he patted him on shoulder, almost knocking him off the ledge! "Woops, sorry!" laughing as he spoke*
|
|