[Round 2, Set 1] That Which Darkness Shields
The first thing that would claim ones attention was the black. The darkness, broken only by sudden flares of light that shot through the air in bursts the eye could barely follow. Bright red that lanced through the air, bodies falling as it passed over them, like an evil eye seeking out their weaknesses.
After that, it was the sounds that tore through the air that filled the listener with fraught awareness, the tension within them rising as cries rose and fell beyond sight, adrenaline pouring through them and their ears sharpening to hear the slightest hint of pattering feet that would signal an enemy or ally approaching.
Yes, a battle raged and caught within the struggle for supremacy were fanatics and those enlisted to join their cause.
The sounds on the field quieted and from the distance a horn could be heard blowing mournfully. As one, everyone disengaged and retreated, floating back to the shadows and gathering around those who had fallen, jeering in the manner of one who thinks they will fall in the next engagement.
Caught within this frantic realm where darkness was a friend to hide within and light was a signal of impending doom, one young man was thrust forward with a pack on his back and a gun in his hand.
“R3membe|2 m4n! J00 c4n’7 g37 hi7!” The words flashed neon green within the helmet; the words near indecipherable from their original meaning. A ‘click’ as someone flicked a point on his helmet and the words became clear.
“Remember man! You can’t get hit!”
“Ara? Joker doesn’t want to get hit…”
Laughter echoed, “600d c4ll m4n! 7ryin6 f0r 4 n0-70u(h \/i(70|2y!”
Good call man! Trying for a clear win!
A sudden push and what lights had been in the holding bay were lost as darkness closed in around the teen that stood bemused with an unfamiliar gun in his hand. Before him stretched a hall, one of many that were connected by series of ramps that led both up and down. Overhead, mesh walkways were suspended above the field, the metal thumping to the sounds of many feet trooping its length as snipers made their ways to their favorite vantage points. Through this maze were random boxes, walls and barriers to provide cover from the enemy.
“Onwards, team! Crush those who invade upon our turf!” A body rushed past, knocking Joker aside in his haste to engage the enemy. Even as Joker watched, a red beam shot through the air and the man tumbled down, struck so soon into battle.
“Ararara~ this seems dicey!” As a sudden smile bloomed across his face, Joker sprung forward to avenge his fallen comrade. Flipping, pivoting on one hand while the other aimed directly where the shot had come from, he fired and was rewarded by a garbled cry as his blue laser connected.
"Joker went BANG and down went the man~!" he sang cheerfully as he crouched over the twitching body of his team mate. He had been told that while death wasn't a problem, getting a 'killing' strike tended to get one shocked and put out of action for thirty seconds.
“FIRST STRIKE FROM BLUE TEAM REWARDED TO JOKER” the automated message rang against his ear and he grinned as hoots were yelled from across the multi-leveled labyrinth as his team took heart at this new player’s apparent skill.
“|)ud3, y0u’v3 pl4y3d b4! Ic3d!”
Dude, you’ve played before! Seriously cool!
Not bothering to reply, Joker ducked behind an outcropping as lasers streamed over his head. Sneaking backwards, he saw a low wall and scampered his way up it, lunging up as a red beam narrowly missed him. Ducking low on this new platform, he aimed behind and was again rewarded with a cry as another fell to his precision. Scooting forwards, looking at those who had fired on him when he had been on lower ground, Joker grinned.
They were below him, crouched behind a low wall as they waited for him to make a new appearance.
Well, appearance he would make, he thought happily as he slid over the edge to fall towards them, laser blazing.
“Cha~ra~ra~!" with each syllable uttered,a shot was fired, "Joker appears~!”
OoC: Thas right, laser wars =P It's a battle - yet not, and this is to completely underscore what I was saying about this being FUN~!
i wonder if Shotty will fail me for using l337, I know many despise it o.o I can't give him ideas