Posted April 01, 2019
A purple glow comes from a twisting tunnel. A torrent of purple lava cascades violently, escape seems impossible. Captain Sapphire scrabbles away, but then turns. He hesitates as he looks back at the beast, which is twitching nervously. A moment of indecision as the deluge storms closer, but the Captain leaps protectively toward the frightened creature, and both are engulfed by the flood.
We cut to an establishing shot of the Contra Astraos.
7 - Frantic Antics (Fran67) - blotunga, Dedoporno, HypersomniacLive, PookaMustard, Lifthrasil, ZFR, SirPrimalform,
1 - No Unmasking - Korotan,
1 - The Supplement (Supplementscene) - Trentonlf,
1 - The Canton Calf (Trentonlf) - Supplementscene,
1 - Serpent Rime (SirPrimalform) - Microfishd,
1 - Micro Fist (Microfishd) - Fran67,
0 - ThrashSeal (Lifthrasil) -
0 - Inkblot (blotunga) -
0 - DeadProng (Dedoporno) -
0 - Zephyr (ZFR) -
0 - M. Moutard (PookaMustard) -
0 - The Hypersomniac (HypersomniacLive) -
0 - Koro-Koro Tank (Korotan) -
Not Voting -
Fran67 has reached majority vote and will be eliminated.
Frantic Antics stares round from the centre of a ring of hostile Saviours.
[i]"Come on friends!" She giggles, "You don't want to do this! You're making a very silly mistake!"
Inkblot is the first to make a move - he throws a razor-edged fountain pen which Frantic Antics falls onto her bum dodging. She flops into a sudden forward roll as DeadProng makes a vicious lunge with his trident, catching the straps of her dungarees. She leaps boldly out of her trousers, sporting enormous yellow and pink bloomers - but The Hypersomniac, curled in the foetal position on the floor, grabs her ankle and pulls her into a tight hug. Frantic Antics snarls and with a scream of
"Now you asked for it! No Mercy!"
begins tickling The Hypersomniac without remorse. Monsiour Moutard clicks his fingers and Frantic Antics' gloves catch fire. She wails, and runs around in a circle blowing on her fingers before dunking her hands into a nearby bucket. She has a moment of relief before she notices that the bucket is labelled "Hot Sauce". Her eyes grow wide and she flails with renewed vigour. ThrashSeal laughs heartily at her performance, while the Zephyr conjures a huge gust of wind which knocks the clown of her feet, knocks her feet into her mouth, then blows her wig off.
But, once again, she bounces back to her feet with boundless energy.
"If I'm going down, we're allgoing together! Prepare for my ultimate attack! FRENZIED ENDSIEEEEEES!!!"
Frantic Antics' nose inflates like a balloon, getting larger and larger, the size of her head, then twice the size, now it's the size of a shed. She cackles madly as her conk swells to tremendous proportions. Warning lights flash on the screens around the room.
"Goodbye Saviours!" She shrieks, her voice comically distorted by her monstrous snout. "We had a good laugh! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Suddenly her nose flies off her face, and spins around the room with a prolonged farting noise.
While Frantic Antic's stares at Admiral Safiros with an embarassed look, Serpent Rime rises from behind her and cries "Frost Bite!" The clown falls, finally, frozen solid by Serpent Rime's jaws.
The Saviours quickly remove the clown's facemask, revealing a wide, friendly-looking face.
"Facial Scan complete: Indentified - Elestrine DuBaille - citizen of Earth. Civillian." Announces Beatrice.
"I'm sorry, former Saviour." Safiros slowly shakes her head. "Your identity is comprimised, you can no longer fight with our team."
The former Frantic Antics is escorted to the evacuation capsules as Safiros looks at you all.
"Regrettable. We missed and eliminated a good ally. Keep your wits about you Saviours."
Fran67 is Eliminated. She was Elestrine DuBaille, (Naive) Tyrannosaur, Team Heroes.
It is now the Action Phase, do not post here until instructed.
Action Phase will last approximately 24 hours. Contact JoeSapphire by PM with your actions.
We cut to an establishing shot of the Contra Astraos.
7 - Frantic Antics (Fran67) - blotunga, Dedoporno, HypersomniacLive, PookaMustard, Lifthrasil, ZFR, SirPrimalform,
1 - No Unmasking - Korotan,
1 - The Supplement (Supplementscene) - Trentonlf,
1 - The Canton Calf (Trentonlf) - Supplementscene,
1 - Serpent Rime (SirPrimalform) - Microfishd,
1 - Micro Fist (Microfishd) - Fran67,
0 - ThrashSeal (Lifthrasil) -
0 - Inkblot (blotunga) -
0 - DeadProng (Dedoporno) -
0 - Zephyr (ZFR) -
0 - M. Moutard (PookaMustard) -
0 - The Hypersomniac (HypersomniacLive) -
0 - Koro-Koro Tank (Korotan) -
Not Voting -
Fran67 has reached majority vote and will be eliminated.
Frantic Antics stares round from the centre of a ring of hostile Saviours.
[i]"Come on friends!" She giggles, "You don't want to do this! You're making a very silly mistake!"
Inkblot is the first to make a move - he throws a razor-edged fountain pen which Frantic Antics falls onto her bum dodging. She flops into a sudden forward roll as DeadProng makes a vicious lunge with his trident, catching the straps of her dungarees. She leaps boldly out of her trousers, sporting enormous yellow and pink bloomers - but The Hypersomniac, curled in the foetal position on the floor, grabs her ankle and pulls her into a tight hug. Frantic Antics snarls and with a scream of
"Now you asked for it! No Mercy!"
begins tickling The Hypersomniac without remorse. Monsiour Moutard clicks his fingers and Frantic Antics' gloves catch fire. She wails, and runs around in a circle blowing on her fingers before dunking her hands into a nearby bucket. She has a moment of relief before she notices that the bucket is labelled "Hot Sauce". Her eyes grow wide and she flails with renewed vigour. ThrashSeal laughs heartily at her performance, while the Zephyr conjures a huge gust of wind which knocks the clown of her feet, knocks her feet into her mouth, then blows her wig off.
But, once again, she bounces back to her feet with boundless energy.
"If I'm going down, we're allgoing together! Prepare for my ultimate attack! FRENZIED ENDSIEEEEEES!!!"
Frantic Antics' nose inflates like a balloon, getting larger and larger, the size of her head, then twice the size, now it's the size of a shed. She cackles madly as her conk swells to tremendous proportions. Warning lights flash on the screens around the room.
"Goodbye Saviours!" She shrieks, her voice comically distorted by her monstrous snout. "We had a good laugh! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Suddenly her nose flies off her face, and spins around the room with a prolonged farting noise.
While Frantic Antic's stares at Admiral Safiros with an embarassed look, Serpent Rime rises from behind her and cries "Frost Bite!" The clown falls, finally, frozen solid by Serpent Rime's jaws.
The Saviours quickly remove the clown's facemask, revealing a wide, friendly-looking face.
"Facial Scan complete: Indentified - Elestrine DuBaille - citizen of Earth. Civillian." Announces Beatrice.
"I'm sorry, former Saviour." Safiros slowly shakes her head. "Your identity is comprimised, you can no longer fight with our team."
The former Frantic Antics is escorted to the evacuation capsules as Safiros looks at you all.
"Regrettable. We missed and eliminated a good ally. Keep your wits about you Saviours."
Fran67 is Eliminated. She was Elestrine DuBaille, (Naive) Tyrannosaur, Team Heroes.
It is now the Action Phase, do not post here until instructed.
Action Phase will last approximately 24 hours. Contact JoeSapphire by PM with your actions.
Post edited April 10, 2019 by JoeSapphire