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Writing prompt 1!
7 years ago
"Ota, Sweeny and Grudge stride through a local fair, when suddenly they walk past an inviting tent of a fortune teller."
*Grudge's hand is locked firmly around Sweeney's throat. It gargles something incomprehensible. Sweeney claws at the hand, gasping for breath as he looks to Ota* Why...ack...did we bring Grudge here again? *Ota shrugs* Thought if we got him out of his hole and had some fun he might settle down a bit. *Sweeney manages to pry one finger loose* Do you not know the meaning of "psychologically disturbed"? *Ota thinks for a moment before spotting a mysterious tent* Uh...Hey! Check this place out. Maybe they can tell us how we eventually stop CROW! *Sweeney coughs exasperatedly from Grudge's fist* Or maybe they can tell you how to waste your money. What would your friends think? *Ota laughs and steps into the tent* No idea, they're not here. *Inside the tent is a table, on which sits a large chunk of rock. The rock looks to be of Eridian origin. A strangely clad bandit pops up from behind the table as Grudge enters behind Ota.* Hello and good day to yous! I am the great Scungilli, and I know why yous have come. Yous seek... *the bandit makes a show of waving his hands about dramatically*...your fortune! *Ota chuckles* Hey, this guy's pretty good. How much? *The bandit rubs his hands together greedily* I can tell yous your future for no less than say...five hundred dollars. *Before Sweeney can object, Ota slaps a wad of bills on the table.* Alright, let's have it. How's this work, anyway? *The bandit stares at the rock on the table, the lines along it glowing and pulsing* With this relic, I can speak with the ancients! They, who can see through time itself, will tell me the answers you seek! *Sweeney manages to pry another finger loose as Grudge's attention is drawn away* Why would Giles even hire someone as dense as you? *The bandit begins chanting a bunch of gibberish and waving his hands around the rock* The ancients are listening. What is yous question? *Ota speaks to the rock* How can we defeat CROW? *At this, the bandit stops waving his hands and looks up* ...wait a second! Yous is tryin' to kill boss? *An SMG appears in his hands from under the table* Yous is dead meats! *Before Ota can retrieve his own weapon, Grudge releases Sweeney and grabs the glowing rock from the table.* SHINY. *Free from the death-grip, Sweeney ducks under the table and out of view before reappearing behind the bandit* I think we'll be going now. *He shoves the bandit over the table to Grudge as Ota shoves the wad of bills back in his pocket. Grudge drops the rock in favor of its new toy, locking a massive hand around its neck before ambling off after Sweeney. Ota follows the two, chuckling* Well I guess that went about as well as it could have.
*Grudge's hand is locked firmly around Sweeney's throat. It gargles something incomprehensible. Sweeney claws at the hand, gasping for breath as he looks to Ota* Why...ack...did we bring Grudge here again? *Ota shrugs* Thought if we got him out of his hole and had some fun he might settle down a bit. *Sweeney manages to pry one finger loose* Do you not know the meaning of "psychologically disturbed"? *Ota thinks for a moment before spotting a mysterious tent* Uh...Hey! Check this place out. Maybe they can tell us how we eventually stop CROW! *Sweeney coughs exasperatedly from Grudge's fist* Or maybe they can tell you how to waste your money. What would your friends think? *Ota laughs and steps into the tent* No idea, they're not here. *Inside the tent is a table, on which sits a large chunk of rock. The rock looks to be of Eridian origin. A strangely clad bandit pops up from behind the table as Grudge enters behind Ota.* Hello and good day to yous! I am the great Scungilli, and I know why yous have come. Yous seek... *the bandit makes a show of waving his hands about dramatically*...your fortune! *Ota chuckles* Hey, this guy's pretty good. How much? *The bandit rubs his hands together greedily* I can tell yous your future for no less than say...five hundred dollars. *Before Sweeney can object, Ota slaps a wad of bills on the table.* Alright, let's have it. How's this work, anyway? *The bandit stares at the rock on the table, the lines along it glowing and pulsing* With this relic, I can speak with the ancients! They, who can see through time itself, will tell me the answers you seek! *Sweeney manages to pry another finger loose as Grudge's attention is drawn away* Why would Giles even hire someone as dense as you? *The bandit begins chanting a bunch of gibberish and waving his hands around the rock* The ancients are listening. What is yous question? *Ota speaks to the rock* How can we defeat CROW? *At this, the bandit stops waving his hands and looks up* ...wait a second! Yous is tryin' to kill boss? *An SMG appears in his hands from under the table* Yous is dead meats! *Before Ota can retrieve his own weapon, Grudge releases Sweeney and grabs the glowing rock from the table.* SHINY. *Free from the death-grip, Sweeney ducks under the table and out of view before reappearing behind the bandit* I think we'll be going now. *He shoves the bandit over the table to Grudge as Ota shoves the wad of bills back in his pocket. Grudge drops the rock in favor of its new toy, locking a massive hand around its neck before ambling off after Sweeney. Ota follows the two, chuckling* Well I guess that went about as well as it could have.
