05-25-2007, 08:12 AM
Finally MK was here! Another chance to prove he had what it took to be the winner of yet another Dante?s Abyss tournament. He scanned the area he had been dropped and chuckled as he noticed just how familiar this place was. Sliding the survival bag off his shoulder he dropped it to the floor and sat down in front of it.
?Hmm, what do we have in here?? He spoke to himself, as if someone was actually going to respond. He knew no one was, but it was just a force of habit. Pulling the sliding closer open, he took a gander into the nifty little pouch. ?Water?? he continued perusing, ?compass? bread? map?? he was getting bored with all this useless junk and was about ready to stop looking through and just chuck the bag when he got to the bottom. There was a capsule labeled ?random weapon #23? with an attached tag labeling all the possible weapons available on the island, in number order. Scanning the list he got to the number with was most important to the changeling, and had an evil smirk as he glanced over the words. ?Perfect.? was the only thing he could say. This thing was going to give him an incredible advantage, the only thing he needed now was to find some former comrades to group up with. This thing wasn?t going to be won if he stuck by himself. Hell, last year he grouped with two of the most powerful warriors to exist and still lost early on.
Suddenly there were shouts to his south and he jumped to his feet, shoving everything back into his little pouch. It sounded like the fun had already begun! He took off full speed in the directed of the noises, hoping to come across a little action somewhere along his path.
(OOC: Whoever wants to form an alliance let me know... QUICK. I could be very helpful to your survival)
?Hmm, what do we have in here?? He spoke to himself, as if someone was actually going to respond. He knew no one was, but it was just a force of habit. Pulling the sliding closer open, he took a gander into the nifty little pouch. ?Water?? he continued perusing, ?compass? bread? map?? he was getting bored with all this useless junk and was about ready to stop looking through and just chuck the bag when he got to the bottom. There was a capsule labeled ?random weapon #23? with an attached tag labeling all the possible weapons available on the island, in number order. Scanning the list he got to the number with was most important to the changeling, and had an evil smirk as he glanced over the words. ?Perfect.? was the only thing he could say. This thing was going to give him an incredible advantage, the only thing he needed now was to find some former comrades to group up with. This thing wasn?t going to be won if he stuck by himself. Hell, last year he grouped with two of the most powerful warriors to exist and still lost early on.
Suddenly there were shouts to his south and he jumped to his feet, shoving everything back into his little pouch. It sounded like the fun had already begun! He took off full speed in the directed of the noises, hoping to come across a little action somewhere along his path.
(OOC: Whoever wants to form an alliance let me know... QUICK. I could be very helpful to your survival)