Post by TheRipz on Feb 24, 2008 2:36:21 GMT -5
The grass caught on fire, and it spread fast, Mark jumped up on top of the Corrupted and began to run overtop there heads, and jumped outside the flame, his twelve soldiers managed to get away from the flames as they consumed the floor and set a number of the Corrupted on fire, a few of them fell to the floor from the flames, but most were able to walk out of the fire, only slightly aflame. Mark ran to the right side of the battlefield and fought with one of the two Maters, the six members who had been otherwise engaged, ran around, three ran over to switch places with a few fighting the other Master, the other three cut up the Corrupted that walked out of the fire.
Alice: “that was rather pointless”
Matt: “it looked cooler in my head…”
Alice: “what did you expect to happen?”
Matt: “the grass would catch on fire and all the zombies would catch on fire and fall to the floor dead…”
Alice: “that worked out didn’t it… and where is your shirt?!”
Matt: “… ripped it in half and tied it to the sticks to help with the flame…”
Alice: “common we have to get out of here”
Matt: “naw you go, I gotta help out”
Alice: “they can handle themselves come on!”
Matt: “don’t worry you haven’t even begun to see my power…”
Matt walked down the small hill towards the battle but slipped and fell rolling down the hill and stopping when he reached the bottom. He didn’t stand up, he sat down crossed his legs and placed his hands on his calves, closing his eyes.
Alice: “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
Matt: “shut up and leave…”
Alice: “GET BACK HERE!!!!!”
Matt: “SHUT UP AND LEAVE!”
Alice: “…”
Matt: “if I can…. Just a little…”
Alice walked down the hill and sat next to Matt hugging her knees.
Alice: “this isn’t a time for heroism…”
Matt didn’t respond, Alice sat there watching Mark fighting one on one with a pale skinned, one armed man wielding a short 12 inch sword… almost five minutes had past. The Corrupted had been completely wiped out. Mark and switched with his men and ran back to where Matt and Alice were.
Mark: “ahh… haa… ahhh… haaaa… what are you doing here? get out we’re pulling out soon”
Alice: “he wont leave…”
Mark: “than at least you should go”
Alice: “…but than he’ll be killed.”
Matt’s eyes suddenly opened up and his body tipped backwards, he than wobbled to the side. With one hand he pushed down on the ground, and as if doing a one handed pushup he moved closer to the ground putting his hand at a ninety degree angle, with one quick thrust his entire body flung up into standing position. He walked forward, towards the pale master with one arm who had been fighting with Mark a few moments before. As the six rebel swordsman pulled back between there attacks, Matt rushed in, he ran past with his arm out in a fist, hooking onto the pale man and pulling him back, the swordsmen looked in awe as Matt continued running at an amazing rate pulling along with him the so called Master. Matt ran to the left of a tree with the pale master in his right hand, the man and the tree collided, and Matt’s fist was sticking out the other side of the tree, his feet still trying to run.
Alice: “that was rather pointless”
Matt: “it looked cooler in my head…”
Alice: “what did you expect to happen?”
Matt: “the grass would catch on fire and all the zombies would catch on fire and fall to the floor dead…”
Alice: “that worked out didn’t it… and where is your shirt?!”
Matt: “… ripped it in half and tied it to the sticks to help with the flame…”
Alice: “common we have to get out of here”
Matt: “naw you go, I gotta help out”
Alice: “they can handle themselves come on!”
Matt: “don’t worry you haven’t even begun to see my power…”
Matt walked down the small hill towards the battle but slipped and fell rolling down the hill and stopping when he reached the bottom. He didn’t stand up, he sat down crossed his legs and placed his hands on his calves, closing his eyes.
Alice: “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
Matt: “shut up and leave…”
Alice: “GET BACK HERE!!!!!”
Matt: “SHUT UP AND LEAVE!”
Alice: “…”
Matt: “if I can…. Just a little…”
Alice walked down the hill and sat next to Matt hugging her knees.
Alice: “this isn’t a time for heroism…”
Matt didn’t respond, Alice sat there watching Mark fighting one on one with a pale skinned, one armed man wielding a short 12 inch sword… almost five minutes had past. The Corrupted had been completely wiped out. Mark and switched with his men and ran back to where Matt and Alice were.
Mark: “ahh… haa… ahhh… haaaa… what are you doing here? get out we’re pulling out soon”
Alice: “he wont leave…”
Mark: “than at least you should go”
Alice: “…but than he’ll be killed.”
Matt’s eyes suddenly opened up and his body tipped backwards, he than wobbled to the side. With one hand he pushed down on the ground, and as if doing a one handed pushup he moved closer to the ground putting his hand at a ninety degree angle, with one quick thrust his entire body flung up into standing position. He walked forward, towards the pale master with one arm who had been fighting with Mark a few moments before. As the six rebel swordsman pulled back between there attacks, Matt rushed in, he ran past with his arm out in a fist, hooking onto the pale man and pulling him back, the swordsmen looked in awe as Matt continued running at an amazing rate pulling along with him the so called Master. Matt ran to the left of a tree with the pale master in his right hand, the man and the tree collided, and Matt’s fist was sticking out the other side of the tree, his feet still trying to run.
