originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[b]Smough pulls it out, and stares deeply at you.
He then full on charges into you, slamming you into the wall with quite the force. Placing his hammer on his back, he attempts to tear the shadows apart with his bare hands.[/b]
[b]Ornstein, on the other hand, takes the kick like it wasn't much and slams his spear down upon Nora.[/b]
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[spoiler]Y'know what? Just let me KILL YOUR ASS!!![/spoiler] [b]Smough charges at a magnifying speed, slamming into you.[/b]
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[spoiler]Hell no![/spoiler] [b]Royal dissolves into the ground, stealing Mortar's power because -blam!- you again [/b]
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[b]Smough crushes you into the ground because -blam!- you.[/b]
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[b]I'M ALREADY IN THE GROUND BITCH [/b]
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[b]-blam!- THIS[/b] [b]Smough tears up the plot.[/b] "Jesus Christ, what the hell? Crush my brother?! What the actual -blam!-, writer!?"
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[b]The Writer looks at the the other writer [/b] "I dunno. I thought we were -blam!-ing around?"
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"I'm not working with this shit! Change it!" Uh. Fine... [b]Goes back into time. Ornstein just dies. Pretty normal.[/b] "Brother? Noooooo!!! I will avenge you!" [b]Smough gets Ornstein's powers through death, and swings his hammer out, now covered in lightning.[/b]
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[b]Royal stands a few feet away, his body radiating darkness [/b]
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[b]Smough is reading the script again.[/b] "Crush Royal's pathetic corpse with...what the hell..."
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[b]Royal takes a look at his own script [/b] "Mine says destroy Smough?"
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"What the hell is wrong with these people? Jesus!"
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"How should I know? I'm just the character after all!"
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"Damn...should we do this shit?"
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[b]Royal stabs his sword into the ground [/b] "I say we revolt. Have the writers go at it."
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"Yeah!"
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[b]Royal drags the writer inside who seems scared [/b] [i]MUTINY![/i]
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[b]Smough does the same.[/b] SMOUGH! NO!
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[b]Royal tosses RoyalBlade at Ornstein, the writer [/b] "Now fight!"
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What?! What are you two doi- [b]The writer version is thrown.[/b] "[i]FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT![/i]"
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"FIGHT! FIGHT!" [b]RoyalBlade stands up and looks at the other writer [/b] [i]The hell is going on?!? [/i]
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[i]FIGHT! FIGHT![/i] I don't know! Oh god...
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"Fight! Fight!" [i]Can't we just change it back![/i] "POWERS ARE NULLIFIED YOU BASTARDS! How do you like it?"
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[i]YEAH! YOU LITTLE PUNKS! THINKING YOU COULD CONTAIN US![/i] Oh no...we're stuck. Oh god! Where's the script?! [i]THERE IS NO SCRIPT![/i]
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"NO SCRIPT FOR YOU!" [b]The Writer starts hyperventilating [/b]
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[i]HAHAHAHA!![/i] [b]The other writer curls up, shaking.[/b]