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#17 KOS MOS “Disqualified?! I didn’t know! You surprised me, I swear!” the patron complains. You assert that you’re an instructor, and what you say goes. After helping him and marking him disqualified, he gets up and walks toward the door. You hear a rustling in a nearby tree. You look over, but see nothing. You walk over, to make sure everything is okay, when you hear a crack as one of the larger branches falls toward you. |
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| | X1 "WooHooo!" I cheer as I run into the forest, pulling out the hilt of my sword. My eyes glance 5.8 meters into the distance where something moves behind a large bush. "BRING IT!" A large beast jumps out from behind it and bursts forward toward me. My green blade flickers to life and I cleanly slice the beast's head off. "Yeessss". |
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| | KOS MOS You hear another shifting in a tree behind you. After instructing for whoever is there to show themselves, nothing happens. Obviously, you aren’t going to fall for the same stupid trap, so you threaten to give whoever it is a ‘thorough punishment’, and then some. You’re answered with more rustling, then you hear the crack of wood and a dull thud. From two of the larger trees, several logs fall down, threatening to crush you. X1 You're fight was WAY too easy, so lets spice it up. The beast stares you down with pupil-less eyes, teeth glistening with drool. The top row of teeth overlaps the bottom. They’re two inches long, and curve dramatically backwards. It looks like a combination of a gorilla and a bear, with rusty brown hair that has black streaks down the back. It starts toward you, hunched forward. It lifts a massive arm and swings you with surprising speed. Just so everyone knows, I'll be on every day at around now till five, except on weekends. |
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| | X1 I left up my sword to block the gorilla-bears attack, but its strenght still smashes into my and slams me against a tree "Agh!... I guess using force is a no no for this one" The blade of my green laser sword flickers out as I sheath it and pull out my gun "Long distance acrobatics it is". I raise my arm up and fire at the gorrila bear. |
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| | KOS MOS "You are becoming quite a bother." I decide to do this the quickest way possible. I launch myself up into the sky easily sliding through the gaps in the logs. Gravity catches p with me and I land on the still falling log. So I Launch myself off of this one and am now in the tree tops. I scan around and find what has been fighting me. "Standing down would be the smart thing to do. Otherwise I might be inclined to disabling one of your limbs." |
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| | KOS MOS Not expecting for the pest to show himself, you wait, on guard for you’re tree to fall down. To your surprise, someone walks calmly to a nearby clearing. Whoever it is, they seem to be looking for something. The patron is blond, and wears blue armor. He looks up and sees you looking at him, then dashes into the forest. X The monstrous beast shrugs the wound off; it seemed like you’d chucked a pebble at it. It continues forward, undaunted, snapping twigs underfoot. You keep a healthy distance as best you can, until you see something dash past from you. You look to see a Paragon going through the forest. He has short brown hair, and wears a bow on his back. He stops at a tree about 100 yards away, and waits while he catches his breath. A loud voice splits through the forest. “Whar are ye, Whelp?! Me a’int done smashin yer skull in yet!! Har, har, har!!” The tree tops sink as a grey-skinned giant stamps through the clearing. The beast you were fighting looks at it, and backs off in fear. “Wah-HO!!! Lookie! Anuther one! Me an’ mine eats good ternight! Ye gonna be a good lad ‘n stay still fer I can skin ye?!” the lumbering titan yells at you, brandishing a thick tree as a club. |
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| | X1 I slowly step back away from the giant, terrified "Uh......" It steps towards me and its loud, crashhing footstep wakes me up out of my trance and I quickly think of a plan "Hey, Archer!. Help me take out its eyes" I shout the the paragon, backflipping high up into the tree so I could get a clear shot. |
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