The immortal magician watching quickly noticed. Merasmus's stupor was quick to see, as his thousand years of experience never had something like this happen. So, I quite quickly DIDN'T lose my composure of magnificence. Merasmus had a long consultation with his inner self before deploying himself to action, however. This mystery required thought.
"Eh? Where'd they go? Strange. The kill field should have gotten them. Let's see, there's very obviously…. A scout, pyro, heavy, medic, soldier and spy missing. I don't see their ghosts or anything, should be flying up about now. Don't tell me. The Borhgelder Worm got them? Nah. Wait really? The Great Me's spell fails? Impossible. No matter how obvious it looks, and it's never happened before! Uh… I did not mean for that to happen. Ok yeah, it's my fault, but how? Ugh, how will my Modern Indian Burial Ground complete now?"
Using unparalleled decision making, the great I used my magic enhanced megaphone to halt everything in progress.
"EVERYONE, IT IS THE GREAT MERASMUS TELLING YOU, THIS GAME IS ON HOLD! WE HAVE LOST SEVERAL OF OUR GAME PLAYERS. THIS TIME MY… "FIELD OF RETURNING" HAS FAILED, AND I WILL NEED TO ATTEMPT CONTACT WITH THE ONES WHO HAVE LEFT! FOR NOW, KILL YOURSELVES ELSEWHERE!"
Promptly, I had cast my great magic to transport both teams to their bases. After working on this for several years it was mere second nature on knowing where each was. But, I knew it wouldn't reach the ones on the worm. It was time to perform some difficult sorcery, and I would also need to explain the helplessness that the poor trapped souls will go through.
The Great Merasmus, me, held my staff up to my head as if it were a large cellphone. In fact, it functionally was. Casting silently, my Metaforaphonora Kosdiaforetik connected to the, I discovered for certain, 6 mercs trapped in the Borhgelder. I figured they would all be screaming right now.
Magic tool in hand, I called upon the mercenaries by hollering into the magic microphone, pointed towards my staff. My great words were to SHUT UP. Fortunately, I couldn't hear anything anyways as the spell I used was 1 way, and yes this was planned not a coincidence I am a great wizard don't doubt me!
"You all have fallen into the Borhgelder worm. This is a legendary beast that I had rented from my cousin, praise be unto his greatness, for this weekend. I was told not to feed him, but you all seem to want and ruin my standings with family! Poor attempt though, and fortunately for me, you're not in this hole crawler's diet. You will go through its organs and come out through the other end. Too bad so sad, but the worm isn't 3 dimensional. You will droppings which fertilize another world, and you can NEVER RETURRRNNNN! Ehem. But since I will never see you again, I might as well tell you a secret I've kept from everyone else.
"Your bodies have all had an immense hollow core, laden with magical potential. Because no one else will hear this, I'll say it is great enough to make even I envious. All the spells I've given for free simply manipulate this and allow you to cast them easily. Remember them, as they may well save your lives. I may not be the kind hearted-est grand magician, but I will show my thanks to your decades of support to my cause. Also, I haven't a faint idea what caused this hollow formation within you. That is all. You should be falling out here pretty soon- remember, the worm isn't 3 dimensional. The size of it is a lie, and soldier, I wish I never met you."
If I don't suddenly receive a lot of follows or reviews, im probably quitting this.
I got my concept out there, and I feel pretty good about it. but once again,
no motivation strikes me down. and i really dont want to write from 6 characters perspectives.
that was a mistake.