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The Snow Arena


Dark0ne

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After visiting several anime cons in Japan, Marcus ran (on the water, no doubt) very quickly back to Canada. But alas! The donut stores were already closed.

 

Bored, Marcus began construction of an unbelievably large snow fort at the North Pole (that's right, there is no SANTA!)

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The Old One would have to go away for a time. He had received a message from HE WHO REPAIRS THINGS. The message had said: it is done... sort of. It was this ' sort of ' that the Old One now had to concentrate on sortofing out.

Though the Old One would not be seen in the horror of the Snow Arena, he would be listening to the interaction via his own personal Portable Hole,of what ever gauge, and wherever it was 'stored'. He could only hope in vain that things would not get too out of hand before his return.

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While riding on the back of the great Kodiak the Goddess suddenly noticed somethign strange. THe Old One started fading in and out of reality. She heard him mutter, "Dagnabit! Laptop.....fix it.....hammer...be back soon"

 

And suddenly he was gone.

 

 

She was quite upset at this turn of events and hoped the Shaman would resolve whatever rip in reality had rudely interrupted the Snow Arena conquest.

 

In the meanwhile she decided to continue onward toward the Black Fortress built with Koolaid. She decided to NOT announce her arrival by exponetially increasing the amount of snowfall coming down by the closeness of her proximity to the fort. Nothing better than a little cover just in case.

 

As she rode on she decided to sing..."Snowblind...can't live without you...because you're so fine....."

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The Goddess suddenly heard a strange, whistling noise....not unlike the noise from a cartoon hand grenade. Momentarily confused it suddenly but belatedly dawned on her what was happening.

 

"INCOMING" she yelled to no one in particular.

 

 

WHACK

 

Both Goddess and bear were pummeled by a giant snowball! She was knocked off the bear and again onto her arse.

 

"Dagnabit.." she muttered (borrowing the word from the missing Shamam) from underneath a pile of snow. Now soaked to the bone and hair dripping she gaged the trajectory of the offending snowball and narrowed her eyes...

 

"Oh it is SO on...."

 

The Goddess then unleashed her most magnificent snow weapon to date...

 

Raising her hands into the air she called forth huge, crystaline magic missle icicles. From the back of each one flew a magic fire that propelled them faster than any non-deity mortal (human or animal) could possible comprehend..let alone react...and sent them hurling through the air toward the origin point of the snowball.

 

They ripped through the air, hundreds...nay THOUSANDS of icicles...screaming their vengenge and going unerrandly toward their unsuspecting target.

 

Dusting off her hands and behind of snow...the Goddess climbed back on the bear and continued forward.

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The Goddess suddenly heard a strange, whistling noise....not unlike the noise from a cartoon hand grenade. Momentarily confused it suddenly but belatedly dawned on her what was happening.

 

"INCOMING" she yelled to no one in particular.

 

 

WHACK

 

Both Goddess and bear were pummeled by a giant snowball! She was knocked off the bear and again onto her arse.

 

"Dagnabit.." she muttered (borrowing the word from the missing Shamam) from underneath a pile of snow. Now soaked to the bone and hair dripping she gaged the trajectory of the offending snowball and narrowed her eyes...

 

"Oh it is SO on...."

 

The Goddess then unleashed her most magnificent snow weapon to date...

 

Raising her hands into the air she called forth huge, crystaline magic missle icicles. From the back of each one flew a magic fire that propelled them faster than any non-deity mortal (human or animal) could possible comprehend..let alone react...and sent them hurling through the air toward the origin point of the snowball.

 

They ripped through the air, hundreds...nay THOUSANDS of icicles...screaming their vengenge and going unerrandly toward their unsuspecting target.

 

Dusting off her hands and behind of snow...the Goddess climbed back on the bear and continued forward.

Good timing!!! I was giving out (thought the sage) the chance to collect the now already famed ingredient to the Hyper-superbond-long-quest-need-to-find-dissolver bellows-intended glue. and so, approaching the staggered but unbelievable alive wolf quickly used the tiny cranium-piercer +5 dagger and... no avail... so he tried the cranium-piercer +10 long knife and with some difficulty make inside... GOT IT!!! uttered the mage grabbing a little bit of the stuff inside, and went to make the improvised Nosisab's v1 master alchemical lab and put the 'gororoba' to boil.

 

Someway Nosisab knew Lupus would work better aftermath. And bad bards would have something to worry about.

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The Goddess suddenly appeared in front of Wolfe.

 

She grabbed the doom cannon and dissappeared with it.

 

A note was left in its place. It read:

 

"I will bring this back when I am done with it. Love, Your Goddess"

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