Round Robin Group B Post #4! by pan2dapan
HEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYY KID! *runs in, trips, lands on face*
...Yeah. I'm early. But I figure, "Hmmm. get this done now so I can waste my free time drawing things later." XD
Without further adieu, here's part four of Bananafishstickers's thrilling story.....*flails arms dramatically*
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"Let me the fuck go, you rusted piece of shit!" Kevin's metal hands clawed into the outer shell of the guard, his legs barely denting where he kicked.
"I'll let you go, alright..." The guard threw Kevin against the wall, the mutant's head hitting the wall with a violent crack. All he could see before the black overtook him was the guard advancing on him, staff aimed at his chest.
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The last thing Ben remembered was white-hot pain shooting up his arm. The one the Omnitrix rested on. Now he felt nothing but a slight tingle. His fingers stretched out cautiously, feeling soft linen under them. 'Okay, maybe that was all a dream. I'm in my room and nothing is wrong and I'm going to open my eyes...'
The first thing he saw was a bright overhead light. "Damn."
Noticing his consciousness, the room's other occupant came over to Ben. "Ah, I see you are awake, Earthling."
"Where in the hell am I? And where's Kevin?" Ben's eyes, still not quite adjusted to the light in the room, flickered around looking for his friend.
"You are in the private rooms of the proprietor of this vessel, one Silla Zopht. She took over this cruiser after it was stolen from Slix Vigma by a protoevolved mutant and the tyrant Vilgax. From that undistinguished genesis, Mistress Silla has metamorphosed this transport into what you now see, this quadrant's finest entertainment complex. As for this 'Kevin' I do not know."
Ben marveled at how many large words the servant fit into that explanation and sat up. The room was simple, yet still very refined. Sheer fabric hung from the walls and ceiling, the floors covered in lush carpeting, the whole room in shades of blues and lavenders. Pillows of every sort, color and shape covered the place. The teen was suddenly reminded of a harem. Apprehensively Ben asked, "What do you mean 'entertainment complex'? What kind of things do you guys do here?"
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Notes:
-I wanted to write more with Kev, like a bitchin fight scene and shit, but I thought against it because I thought it more important to establish where Benji went and what the hell was going on before Kev-Man busted out and tore shit up. So yeah.
-About making the MegaCruiser what it is: I totally decided before I read the comments on the last part. HOW CRAZY. Well, not really. XD
-Thesaurus is my friend.
proto
adjective
indicating the first or earliest or original; "'proto' is a combining form in a word like 'protolanguage' that refers to the hypothetical ancestor of another language or group of languages"
So, yeah, basically mutie!kev got burned. Scholastic-style. XD
-How I come up with names:
1. hands are lightly placed on keyboard.
2. head is tilted towards ceiling
3. random mouth sounds are made until they sound cool together.
4. then i try and figure out how to spell them.
yeah, that's all I gots.
GOOD LUCK, Minty Chinchilla!!!!