07-16-2008, 02:43 PM
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Re: bals fanfic
Jimmer focuses in to the trolls leaping high in the air attempting to attack all at once. The hoodie he is wearing blows calmly in the breeze as he puts on his hood with his free hand. Once he puts his hood on Jim slides his hand across the air, a giant wave appears and hits the trolls in the air knocking them down. One troll was able to avoid the attack and rushes through the water, the trolls arm looks like a giant cleaver. Jim blocks the trolls attack and kicks it back into the pile lying on the ground. One troll gets up and picks up another troll and throws it at Jim. Jim dodges easily and laughs as he charges the pack of trolls. The standing troll starts to shake in fear and turns around to run, Jim dashes after him not allowing any trolls to escape. As Jim runs through the pile of unconscious trolls one starts to get up right as Jim is passing through. He notices the troll’s head lifting up from the ground, Jim slices through the troll’s neck like a hot knife through butter. Blood flies straight up from the headless corpse spraying all over the other trolls’ bodies as Jim catches the scared troll. He jabs his blade right into the trolls back and lifts his blade up. The troll is cut in half from his waste up to his skull, as both parts unfold like a banana peel Jim turns to find the remaining trolls coming to. The trolls all stand in a curved line, their mouths salivating with intent to kill. Jim pulls back his hand in an attempt to throw his sword like a boomerang. He releases the sword before the trolls have a chance to react it hits the first troll just above his ears splitting the top of its’ head open. The top of its head falls to the floor along with its body, as the body hits the floor the brain begins to slowly fall out of the troll’s skull. The virus chip is clearly seen attached to the brain. The knife still continuing its path and hits the next trolls slightly lower then the first, the blade slices right through the troll’s eyes. White fluid spews from the troll’s eyes as they widen with each centimeter the blade digs into its face. The third troll turns to look at his two fallen comrades and screams in terror as the blade slides right into its open mouth. Passing through the back of the troll’s throat in seconds, the blade heads for the last troll left. This troll attempts to run away but it is too late the blade has already reached it hitting it directly in the neck. Cutting the jugular vein open spraying blood everywhere, a crack is heard as the troll’s spine is severed from the large blade. Next to the last troll was a fallen building where the blade ends its journey and embeds itself into a column with the head of the troll still sitting on top covering the blade with a dark shade of crimson. Jim smiles as he walks over to the column where hit sword resides but before he can reach his weapon the last remain troll pops out from behind a building and charges at Jim. Unable to obtain his weapon Jim has no way to defend himself from any sort of attack, he is motionless with shock. Suddenly Jim feels a push on his back and then a soft balloon like feeling on each side of his face. Jim’s eyes look up to see what this could be, its Blackmamba leaning over him with her full sized chest. His face turns bright red as he sees a blade fly through the air hitting the troll dead center between the eyes. BM begins to get off of Jim’s head and lowers herself a little until she is able to whisper into Jim’s ear “Don’t go losing your head just yet.” Jim’s face instantly loses its red glow and returns to his typical light tanned skin. As BM walks past Jim to retrieve her weapon he watches her two sheaths form an X on the small of her back leading to the middle of her thigh. Her pants are tight against her hourglass figure, her hips sway back and forth accentuating her full backside. Jim can’t help but stare as his jaw drops and lets out “Damn.”. BM puts one foot in front of the other and bends down slowly from her wait protruding her ass firmly for Jim to see. As she grabs the handle to her sword she needs extra leverage so she places one hand on her ass and pushes hard to get the sword out. With this Jim’s eyes roll back in his head and unable to stand anymore he falls and faints. BM looks back and laughs as she puts away her weapon and goes to Jim’s aid.
A voice too far out in the distance to be heard says “Well they seem to be enjoying themselves, but that won’t last long right girls?”
The other two shadowy figures smile and say “Of course it won’t.” The three figures standing in the shadows laugh manically.
Jimmer finally returns to his senses and he and Blackmamba return back to the Staff Lounge bar. Eagerly greeting them is SirBenoit who is ordering his first drink of the day. "Welcome back you two love birds." he says with a grin from ear to ear.
"Hey man we aren't love birds we just meet and i was showing her around the place." Jimmer says flustered and very defensively.
"Calm down Jimmer he was just joking and we don't want you passing out again do we." BM says as she smiles and pats Jimmer on the head.
SB and BM laugh together as Jimmer goes to sit down to sulk by himself. Suddenly panting is heard at the Report Post section, this is where regular members inform the mods of things that are going on about the forum. Since the mods can not be everywhere their missions are taken here so they know whats going on while they are away. The Report Post section is in a room off of the Staff Lounge bar so the mods can here the troubled member giving the mission request. "Marlboro is attacking the defenses up at the server, hes trying to crash our server." says the frightened member. SB over hears this request and without a second to spare he jumps from his seat and darts out of the bar. Knowing that Marlboro had gotten the best of him in their last match up SB will not let him trick him again. A few seconds after SB leaves Balmung walks out of the back part of the bar where the admins' offices are. "I'm going as backup everyone else stay here. Marlboro is too powerful for you." Bal says as he walks out fo the bar trailing SB.
As SB arrives at the first defense of the server he sees Marlboro holding a guard hostage asking for the access codes."Just give me the access codes to the server and I won't kill you." Marlboro demands while he holds a knife up to the guards throat.
"You can kill me beca.." the guard does not have time to finish his sentence before Marlboro slices his throat clean open. The blood drips down onto Marlboro's face as the guards lifeless body hangs high in the air in Marlboro's hand. Marlboro lets out a chuckle as he throws the dead guard to the ground and looks at the wall in front of him.
"You will never get by without the access code." calls out SB as he walks up to the bloody Marlboro.
"You again, didn't I beat you last time we fought?"
"If i remember you were the one that said no weapons and then pulled out a gun."
"Well i had to end it quick plus one of your mod friends was their and i just made it a fair fight."
"Fine then how about we have a rematch right here right now."
"No SB we have to take Marlboro down together, he's too big of a threat to just leave to one person." Balmung says as he meets up with the two combatants.
SB walks slowly to Balmung never taking his eyes off of Marlboro, "Bal listen i can take this guy just watch, even if it costs my life I'm going to fight him one on one."
"What's wrong Balmung don't think your precious Smod can handle a real manly fight?" Marlboro says antagonizing the two staff members.
Ready to fight Balmung pushes SB to the side and starts to charge Marlboro, but before he can get further then a few steps SB grabs Balmung's shoulder. With one fluid motion SB turns Balmung around and punches him directly in the stomach as hard as he can. Balmung is astonished, his mouth tries to ask "Why?" but he can not breath. He falls slowly to his knees gripping his stomach tight, once his knees land on the floor his body begins to fall forward. Unable to move any part of his body his face lands hard on the pebble floor. SB grabs Balmung with one hand and places him aside up on a tree "Leave Balmung out of this, this fight is between you and me."
"I like your style Smod maybe i misjudged you in our lats fight."
The two combatants ready their stances and draw their weapons, SB wears his brass knuckles and Marlboro holds one short hunting knife.