Thread: ATM II RPG
View Single Post
Old 10-02-2006, 01:39 AM   #249
Hookbill the Goomba
Alive without breath
Hookbill the Goomba's Avatar
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: On A Cold Wind To Valhalla
Posts: 6,153
Hookbill the Goomba is lost in the dark paths of Moria.Hookbill the Goomba is lost in the dark paths of Moria.Hookbill the Goomba is lost in the dark paths of Moria.Hookbill the Goomba is lost in the dark paths of Moria.
"Did you just see someone?" asked Tollin as they came to the lower floor, "only, I could have sworn I just..." he paused as Smilog was placing furniture against the door to the stairway while Palthwait hammered against it. "It doesn’t matter." They marched away as blares of insults and obscenities rolled out from behind the door. Smilog looked around, trying to work out where they were, but most of Mount Doom was the same, Roggie had not really gone into decorating in a big way.

The Barrow Wight took out a long pipe and began blowing smoke all around as they passed several casinos. Suddenly they heard a great BOOM. "The door!" cried Smilog, "he's got through! Run!" and that is what they did. The sounds of thundering footsteps reverberated around the Mountain.

"You cursed creature!" boomed Palthwait, "I shall catch you and kill you in a thousand different ways! Then I'll do it again! Just for the fun of it!" Smilog dashed into one of the closed rooms and Tollin piled things against the door. Fortunately Palthwait went right past the room, still booming and stomping. The Dwarf breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the floor, surveying his surroundings. It was full of food.

"I say," said the Barrow Wight, "this must be some sort of store room. Jolly good! I could do with a snack!" he stepped forth and stamped accidentally on a large cockroach. This was incredibly fortunate as this cockroach was the physical manifestation of the last remaining Nazgűl who, after nearly spending all his life force on getting a physical form again, planned to destroy the world in a strange and weird way. He'd now have to start all over again.

"I'd like some cake," said Tollin, they all ate their fill and put as much as they could into their packs before leaving the room. Smilog looked left and right to make sure they were not being perused. It was clear. So, they dashed back to where the door had been. There was now only a giant hole in the wall edged with ash smouldering embers and bits of feathers.

"Anakronisms." muttered Smilog, "He must be one of them. I hate them." They plodded up the stairs slowly and wearily, for the food they carried was heavy. At the top, Tollin spotted Igor and Skittles talking, or, as anyone who has been in a conversation with Skittles will tell you, it was more likely that Igor was simply listening.

Last edited by Hookbill the Goomba; 10-02-2006 at 03:44 AM.
Hookbill the Goomba is offline