| In darkest kerrigan; Mission: Manbearpig | |
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| Topic Started: Aug 5 2011, 05:29 PM (28 Views) | |
| Kusuriurite | Aug 5 2011, 05:29 PM Post #1 |
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The harsh jungles of Kerrigan are a no man’s land, poisonous creatures and stealthy predators stalk the leafy vegetation it is an area hostile to all civilized beings and that is why Pelt loved it. “Could you not tromp about so loudly, you’ll scare the game away.” Pelt said to his chimera guide, the hybrid of man, bear, and pig. His guide simply shrugged and grunted his annoyance as he ripped apart a collection of vines in front of him. The jungle was ripe with detail but little that was worth exposition, it was green, humid and congested save for the path that Manbearpig walked and his khaki wearing patron fallowed, rifle in hand. It wasn’t long until all the ambient sounds of the jungle started to quiet and then stop entirely, the change was not lost on Pelt as he cocked his rifle and signaled the creature to stop. Slowly at first, they heard it, as it came closer it become more clear the tiny sound that had terrified the birds and other animals in the jungle into silence. The rhythmic sound of finger snaps moved in from all directions, closer and closer until suddenly it stopped. After what seemed like an eternity a single monkey stepped out from the brush, flanked by two smaller ones sunglasses and leather jackets on all. The two groups stared at each other for a moment until the middle one, the leader, pulled out what looked like a switchblade, moving it towards his head he triggered it, the comb that popped out caressed his perfect pompadour. Afterward he handed the comb to the flunk beside him, who pocketed it and continued to stare at the two intruders, a quick couple of finger snaps and an annoyed sound from his boss and the monkey handed him a real switch blade in it’s place. Flicking it open the monkey made threatening gestures to the pair, while other similarly dressed monkeys walked out from the underbrush behind Manbearpig and Pelt, holding chains, baseball bats and other improvised weapons. The lead monkey smiled confidently at the two who had indulged his performance and, holding one hand up signaled for his compatriots to attack when it was lowered, he gave the duo time to reflect upon their mistake. The tense atmosphere was shattered with a single shot from Pelt’s rifle. “Bully! Right through the heart! Fine trophy!” The other monkey sat stunned for a bit then ran off into the jungle in a panic, chased by Manbearpig while Pelt slashed the throat of the downed monkey. “I do hope he gets at least two my friend.” He said to the dying primate. “It would be smashing to display the trio together.” Outcome: Mission Successful Manbearpig:5EXP, 5 FAME, 3-DAMAGE, +1REP PELT Edited by scarththegrim, Aug 5 2011, 08:56 PM.
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