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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2018 12:37:49 GMT -5
The Hades Cup had ended. The man who defeated Rojo, the Red Wizard of Light, ended victorious this day. Rojo was magnificent yes, but his skills in rapping cost him this tournament. His own battle with Gilgamesh had been such an epic one that it could not be decided by might or magic, but by one's skills in lyrics alone. Truly, it was a fitting end for any epic showdown.
Now, Rojo would have to go from town to town seeking the next tournament to earn back his title as champion. The goat man said it would be some time before the next games; therefore, Rojo would leave Olympus soon. While he was here, though, he might as well woo the ladies of this world. Surely, they would all be impressed by his combat prowess and throw themselves, and their clothing hopefully, at his feet.
It was now night time, and there wasn't much of a bar scene in this quiet town. It was almost miserable to see the streets so empty after dark. Its like the people here thought some nine headed beast was gonna gobble them up after dark. Such things didn't exist in this world. That's like saying the underworld is governed by a man with a temper and a giant three headed dog. HA! Impossible. Nothing but a whole bunch of squares!
Rojo wandered through the streets of Olympus one final time before he left the world for somewhere with a nice bar and loose morals. |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2018 22:49:14 GMT -5
"I DEMAND YOUR FINEST HEROES! I MUST PRACTICE BEFORE THE FINAL ROUND!"
"And I am telling you, good sir, we only serve GYROS here! The finest in all of Greece. Please stop yelling and try some."
"NO NO NO NO, I SAID HEROES! I WAS VERY CLEAR ON THAT! I DO NOT WISH FOR THESE 'YEAR-ROWS' YOU SPEAK OF!"
Meanwhile, nearby where Rojo was looking for a good time and a better time, his opponent from the Hades Cup Tournament was announcing himself to everyone, whether they wanted to know him or not. Gilgamesh was merely doing his daily strut about this fair land when he swore to the Heavens that he heard someone shouting about Heroes and how Gilgamesh could get them here. "Here" being a humble stall with a middle-aged man. Despite the open fire and the various meats, vegetables and bread, Gilgamesh could not be shaken from his belief that this stall had heroes of great quality. Not only that, they could be bought or rented as sparring partners if, of course, the price was right. Truly, Gilgamesh's imagination was as indestructible as his weaponry. "Please, sir, you are not truly yourself. You are perhaps, very hungry? Let me offer you a gyro for free." The stall owner then gave Gilgamesh a wrap of meat and vegetables. In Gilgamesh's hand, it seemed rather tiny. However, the greatest swordsman in all the worlds wasn't one to turn down free food. He ate the rather tiny wrap.
"This 'year-row' is delicious! However, I know that you are hiding Heroes somewhere around here. I will find them and fight them to practice for the Final Round! It shall be a fight for the ages for it features ME! THE ALMIGHTY GILGAMESH, the greatest swordsman in all the worlds." Gilgamesh then walked away but not before glaring at the stall-owner, pointing at his eyes then pointing at the stall-owner. However, he only made a few steps when he saw Rojo! That pitiful red mage that he defeated with his mastery of all things lyrical! Why was HE here? Wasn't he supposed to run away from this world in shame? HOW DARE! "HA! I've been looking for Heroes to practice my swordsmanship for the Final Round and yet, I find a mere MOUSE! One of little honor and PUNY Swordsmanship! What are you up to, Rojo? I guess you wished to congratulate me on reaching the Finals?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 3, 2018 16:52:09 GMT -5
YES! All the rabbit's feet, four leaf clovers, horseshoes, and magical ribbons to enhance luck couldn't produce the luck needed by Rojo to find this kind of excitement in the dull town! Of course, Gilgamesh bounded into view announcing himself to the Red Wizard of Light.
"YOU! MY ETERNAL RIVAL! The only man equal to me in combat and only better than me in one manner at all, the rap battle!
It took Rojo a quick moment before he noticed the sign advertising Gyros and he saw the remainder of a delicious looking sandwich-wrap-thingy. Of course, he was so distraught from not finding anyone equal to Rojo in combat, that he is wallowing away his misery in the greasy food stall! That had to be it!
"You must be so depressed to have met someone of my capabilities that you're stuffing yourself with these greasy Jeye-rows! FRET NO MORE! We can once again but heads, and I can leave you so battered and bruised that you'll go home to your mommy begging for her secret family healing recipe because the bad Red Wizard of Light gave you a beating you never saw coming! AHA! That must be it!"
With that, Rojo puffed out his chest to take his masculine pose, also gripping the hilt of his golden blade and a definite masculine fashion. This was the highlight to his night that Rojo had sought! He would avenge his loss to Gilgamesh in the streets of the boring town, and in front of this greasy food stand no less! Perfect! |
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