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Game 2 Outline |
So here you are, an--oversized griffon, who happens to be somewhat of a phoenix. 'Koyanisqatsi,' was the name you claimed when you introduced yourself to the pair of monsters. Let's see if you can reason it...you just KNOW you've seen it before but can't place a tal-finge (oh, whatever) on it. In the midst of your self-inflicted confusion you see a dark scaly shape before you, tearing up your CITY! There seems to be a mass evacuation, many military personel being taken by helicopter and others by both vehicle and foot.
Now this REALLY pisses you off! Even though you were about to decimate the crowd awhile back, you weren't going to level everything! A casual flick of his tail here, a fallen skyscraper there, Godzilla stares about at the crowds and fast-flying, sting-delivering craft with a bit of irritation coupled with sincere boredom. A bus down the street is a good target. He goes cross-eyed and fires, melting bus and passengers.
You go absolutely berserk and slam right into Godzilla, knocking him on his arse with a suprised look on his face. Compared to him, you aren't very big, but as you concluded from your self examination, you could possibly pack quite some punch as far as explosive force is concerned. You get control of yourself and ball up a few ounces of hatred, rage and resentment you can well up from your soul and, careful not to let the now transparant flames burn the city, slam straight between Godzilla's eyes pumping the energy into his head and knocking him on his side. You struggle for altitude as Godzilla struggles to his feet after ineffectually bathing you with his beam.
Seemingly unaffected by the two impacts, he holds up a clawed hand at you as you fly down for another impact and bellows 'WHOAH!' Then he puts both paws to the sides of his head and pulls. Something like a cork coming from a bottle sounds off and the head a bespectacled man with tangled grey hair appears in place of Godzilla's ugly mug.
'Damn, son, what are you trying to do here?' he quietly yells, quite irate.
'Uh,' you answer stupidly, landing on a skyscraper's helicopter pad. You go to pull on your head but all you get is force exerted on your neck.
'Forget it, son, just go home. We'll be busy enough setting things up again due to you,' he mutters as he steps out of the city and slides out of his costume. Local citizenry and military return to their former posts as a special effects director inserts what looks like a flamible inflatible griffon into a house attached to a backup home and puts the roof back on. Workers gather around the yard and street to set the scene up from which...
There is this stinging, sharp and repeating ping on the top of your head. You rub it, turn around and see a wall. You turn back to the city and see a length of cloth with thin layers of sand clumping up here and there amongst the wrinkles. Then you wake up.
'Good, LORD!' you practically scream inside your head, 'what a dream.' With your eyes closed you yawn, stretch your arms and legs, yawn again, unfold your wings and stretch them two while you're at it, flex your claws and talons, yawn some more, stretch your back, oh, waking up never felt so goo-'WHAT THE FRICK!' You pop your eyes open are now face to face with the same chimpanzee you saw before.
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Looking around, you see this is a different island than the one you saw him before, and remembering back, you remember landing here, worn out after thundering off in the air towards the sea after you lit ablaze. Looking back, you see that you are indeed still burning, though barely noticable, whipping your head back around, you spot the chimpanzee sitting on a boulder in front of you picking its nose in abject boredom.
Written by Hypogryph