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| The dragon slaying competition | Started by: Conn on Dec 21, '16 15:57 |
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Conn was listening to Jackal's speech about the dragon protection order, and he couldn't help but to shake his head. "Why would you protect these fire breathing, destructive and agressive creatures?" he mumbled to himself. "Plus, they let down a sweet golden egg when you slay them." He watched multiple mobsters come out of battles with these dragons, waving the mythical golden egg above their head. "That's it, I'm becoming a dragon slayer!" he said, clenching his fist. He made his way to the dragon battling arena, where all the mightiest slayers competed against each other. The rules where simple, five slayers entered the arena with a living dragon inside, only one came out with the egg. He walked up to the registration counter, where a small pink lady overlooked him with her tiny little glasses. "I filled up all the information." said Conn, hoping she wouldn't notice he lied about being legal. He felt drops of sweat run down his face as the pink lady examined him with a severe look. "First door at your left." she said, in a sharp manner. Conn nodded and made his way to the door. The way it worked in the arena, there where 6 stages: Noob, Beginner, Meduim, Good, Wizard, Fucking ninja skilled dragon slayer. You started at the bottom and every egg you got promoted you one rank. Conn was sitting down on a very uncomfortable wood chair, thinking about the strategy he could use. Before he could think of a good one, the bells rang, which meant he was up next. He walked inside the arena, which contained a lot of big rocks and a couple of little bushes. He could hear the crowd cheer and his heart pumping like crazy. He loved it, the pressure, the fame, the excitement. Then, without any warning, the dragon dropped down and burned the slayer to his right. "What the fuck!" he yelled, as he ran towards the closest bush. He usually wasn't a coward like that, but you don't mess with dragons. He started to shoot the dragon, taking about 20 seconds between each shot to get his aim right because his hand was too shaky. The three other contestants where running around randomly shooting at the dragon, hoping to be lucky enough to kill it. But Conn knew there was a strategy somewhere. He noticed the dragon grew weaker and weaker after every shot, and suddenly, he dropped his wings. "Now!" he thought, pulling the trigger and seeing his bullet lodge itself in the dragons side, as it let out a screech of pain. "AND THE WINNER IS...... CONN!!!!" he heard the announcer yell to the stadium, as the crowd errupted, chanting his name. He picked up the golden egg waving it proudly, as he made his way back inside, where multiple slayers congratulated him. He saw a familiar face among those who where about to go in. It was Punisher, who he had seen at the Dragon protection rally. "Hey good luck bro!" he said shaking his hand. |
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Smooth Jim walks in with a grinn on his face. For the first time ever he publicly took off his hat and shook Conn's hand. Congratulations warrior, the name is Jim. From the very start I saw potential in you and I can spot a winner when I see one. As the bullets were flying I've been watching you and in my carreer as a professional marksman I have never seen somebody draw as accurately that fast. I'll tell you pal, if you ever run out of luck, just ask around for my name down the streets of NY where I own my wackery. The doors to my bussiness are wide open for such talent. Now.. I have some bussiness to take care of, but our paths will cross again. Jim put his hat back on and lit his cuban as he wandered off into the crowd. As the crowd thinned out Conn, who was still suprised by the random encounter, tried to check for the stranger who had just walked into the crowd. There was no sign left, but with trust in the words that they will meet again some day he left it to rest. |
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| Reply by: ReznoV at Dec 21, '16 16:14 | |
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Dragon slaying was something Punisher was looking forward to all year long. And today was the 54th annual Dragon Slaying Championships. Dragon slaying was in his blood, like his father and his grandfather before him. As a little kid he used to watch his father slay the mightiest of dragons. With 23 gold medals his father was to be considered a legend. And today was the day where he could finally put his skills to the test yet again. With 8 gold medals to his name Punisher still had a long way to go to follow in his fathers footsteps.
Punisher was known in the Dragon slaying world as the Ninja. His nickname was given to him because he was well known to swoop in and finish off the dragon before anybody else could. As Punisher walked up to the register counter, he noticed a familiar face. It was a guy named Conn, who he had met at the Dragon protection rally a few days earlier. He was wearing a goofy hat and he was holding a golden egg that he had won earlier from his stage 1 fight. But Punisher didn't have time to worry about him, he had more important things on his mind. "Good luck bro!" he said with a smirk.
As he walked towards the arena door, he winked at the small pink lady with the tiny little glasses. Punisher was a familiar face to her, and she knew what he was capable of. Not many stood a chance against the likes of him. Punisher was as fast as lightning, and he had the eye of an eagle. He grabbed his favorite pistol and as he walked into the arena, you could hear the roaring sound of the bell. Immediately a dragon swooped down from above, leaving a trail of fire and destruction. While the other mobsters were trying to fight off the dragon, Punisher did what he was good at. The distraction presented an opportunity for him to disappear. Because Punisher knew that going head to head with the dragon was foolish and would most likely get him killed. He would wait for the right time to swoop in for the kill.
After a good 30 minutes, while not many mobsters survived, he noticed the dragon was critically injured. The dragon could barely stay up in the air, so it had to land to recover. This was the moment Punisher had been waiting for. And while he cocked his pistol, the dragon looked up. He looked Punisher straight in the eyes. It was now or never. The dragon roared and flapped his wings in order to escape, but before he could lift up from the ground, a loud bang was heard throughout the entire arena. The bullet landed right between his eyes and the dragon fell to the floor. "AND THE WINNER IS... PUNISHER!!!!". The crowd was roaring and chanting his name. But Punisher knew this was only stage 1. He had a long way to go. |
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| Reply by: Punisher at Dec 21, '16 17:17 | |
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Conn watched the battle in total awe. He never thought Punisher would be that good! "I sure hope I won't be against him in the next round" he whispered to himself. "STAGE 2 CONTESTANT GET READY!" he heard the announcer yell. He loaded his shotgun, his hands shaking of excitement. He heard the bell ring, and made his way back into the arena. Now the Noob stage was over him, he had to concentrate on his new challenge, the Beginner arena. The arena was a lot different, it was a dense forest, with huge trees and big roots coming out of the ground. It was a lot more dangerous, because of all the venomous creatures that had been let loose. Conn looked at the four other slayers who where with him, but he didn't recognize any of them. This time, he knew the dragon would drop, so he ran to the closest tree and hid behind it, as dragon started a rampage. Tree where flying everywhere and the slayers where panicking. "Stay calm, read the situation." he said to himself, trying to come up with a plan, while the dragon killed a slayer with his deadly fire. He jumped to the ground, crawling to the nearest bush. He took some more shots at the dragon while another slayer was getting eaten alive by the deadly best. He could here the shocking screams coming from the crowd. Then suddenly, the shots stopped and it was dead quiet. Conn placed his hat back on his head and waited, like the two others, for someone to take the next to last shot on the dragon. Nothing was moving, except the dragon, which was moving closer and closer to Conn's hiding spot. "Think think think!" he mumbled, trying to come up with a plan. It then unclicked, he knew exactly what to do. The plan was pure genius, but it relied a little on luck as well. Conn made sure he had two bullets in his shotgun and then aimed for a branch that was right over one of the slayers. He took the shot, breaking the branch, which fell on the slayer as the other took a shot on the dragon, thinking he was getting the last shot. In a coupe of seconds, Conn had recharged and had slayed the dragon. The crowd roared as Conn picked up the egg in a sign of victory, shaking over his head. He wished his dad was there to be proud of him. He went back inside, exhausted, and sat down on the wooden chairs, finding them more comfortable this time around. He hadn't realized he had sat down next to Punisher, who was waiting for his next fight. "So, have you done this before?" he asked. |
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| Reply by: Conn at Dec 21, '16 21:51 | |
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After drinking a bottle of water to regain his stamina, Punisher felt regenerated and ready for his next fight. He sat down in the main hall, comfortably in a wooden chair. Suddenly he noticed someone sat down next to him in the corner of his eye. The same familiar face he had been seeing throughout the tournament. It was Conn who apparently made it through stage 1. "So, have you done this before?" Conn asked. "Oh yeah, I was raised to be a Dragon hunter" Punisher replied. "If you manage to keep up, you'll see more of me." Punisher said with a grin. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go and get my next golden egg." And as he walked away he yelled "See you around Conn!"
As Punisher walked into the arena the announcer yelled "STAGE 2 CONTESTANTS GET READY!". Several contestants spread out all across the arena. Punisher cocked his pistols and ran into the forest. But no sign of the dragon yet. He was probably hiding. A six foot dragon wouldn't be too hard to find. Just follow the noise he thought to himself. Suddenly he heard a loud roar in the distance. This could only mean one thing. As gunshots rang in the distance he figured he would have a better shot if he could somehow flank the dragon.
Punisher crawled into a tree to have a better look, and to quickly think of a strategy. But by the time he got up into a tree he noticed the dragon was already suffering a great amount of damage. If he wasn't careful some other contestant would steal the kill away from him. And Punisher was only in stage 2, and he wasn't about to let that happen. After a good 10 minutes there were only 2 contestants left alive. Punisher knew that if he wanted to win this round, he would have to come up with a plan and fast.
The dragon roared and a long stream of fire came from his mouth, and the air was filled with the stench of dragon fire and acrid smell. The dragon jumped up and dove into the air, circling the arena. The dragon was now within his sights, and without thinking about it Punisher took a shot at him from down below, but the shot was just a few inches away from his head. The dragon spotted Punisher in the corner of his eye, and as he swooped down he charged at him with full force. The other 2 contestants started laughing and yelled "You are fucked now!". Punisher knew it was all or nothing, and as he walked backwards he tried to unload both pistols into the dragon as a last desperate attempt to take down this wretched beast. The dragon was able to dodge most of the bullets while he took a nose dive straight down. The dragon was getting closer and closer. "Come on you motherfucker, I got you now!" he thought to himself. And right before the dragon was about to snatch him off the ground, he jumped to the side dodging the dragon's beak. The dragon crashed into the earth with a loud roar, leaving the ground to shake. Punisher didn't hesitate and before the dragon could get back up, he jumped back up and ran up to the dragon. While running towards the dragon he emptied his clips into the dragon's head. The dragon was defeated.
Punisher picked up the golden egg and walked out of the arena without a scratch. He made it look easy. As he entered the main hall he noticed Conn was still sitting there. Punisher winked at him and said "Piece of cake, right?" as he walked away with a chuckle.
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| Reply by: Punisher at Dec 22, '16 14:50 | |
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Conn's heart was pumping, as the stage 3 of the annual dragon competition dawned upon the remaining slayers. As he was sitting down, he noticed Punisher coming out of the green arena, holding a golden egg. Conn stared at him in admiration, not even catching what the pro ninja slayer shouted at him. He wished he could be like him, from a family of slayers. The loud ring of the bells woke him up from his daydream. "THIS IS ROOOOOOOOUND 3!" roared the announcer, as the crowd cheered excitedly. Pressure started to get to Conn's head, as he thought of the stakes that where in play. It was child play anymore, it was the good round. He looked at the slayers that where in the arena with him, not recognizing anyone, yet again. Suddenly, the dragon popped out of the sky and landed on the far left one, who only had time to scream in agony before understanding what was going. Conn started to run in panic. All this mental stress had prevented him from analyzing the arena in which he was fighting. It was a deserty arena, filled with sand and scorching hot. He looked around to find a hiding spot, but his attempt was in vain. Only plain sand everywhere. He loaded his gun and started to fire a the dragon, who was eating a lot of bullets. Soon enough, the dragon went down with a scream of pain, with only an inch of life remaining into the abandonned wreck that was his body. All the fire suddenly ceased, because all the slayers knew the dragon needed two shots before dying. The silence in the arena was deadly, as the crowd was holding it's breath while the slayers circled the almost deceased beast. With a the small amount of energy that was left into the dragon, the wretched beast kicked a slayer, causing him to panic shoot. Three more shots echoed as the beast rested it's tired body on the ground. The whole crowd gasped, not knowing who had won, as a cloud of sand hid the outcome of the match. Conn came out of the cloud, holding the golden egg with one arm, and the crowd started to chant his name. It felt so good, and he couldn't help but smile of pride. He went back inside, walking by Punisher again. "Hope I'll see in the round." he whispered with a smirk. |
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| Reply by: Conn at Dec 28, '16 00:42 | |
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