There was once, until I came and killed it.
-NMX
THAT is a FAR worse story, Laz.
Delia tackled Deccus to the ground. The attack knocked them down a nearby hill. But, the hill happened to be Howler Hill, the longest continuous slope on the Island. People commonly slid on shields down the hill for fun, so the snow was packed hard and slick as ice. The slope was quite steep, and it was nearly a mile down in total.
This, of course, did not bode well with Deccus.
They were sliding down the hill at high speeds, punching and kicking each other. Delia was on top, using her knees and good arm. Deccus could only punch, since he tried to slow down with his feet by gouging his heel in the snow.
Deccus reached up, pushed her up and backhanded Delia on the shoulder, knocking her off of him and a few feet to the side. She continued to slide down at the same speed. She angled her body to head back for Deccus. He was less agile than her on the slope, since he was on his back and her on her stomach.
As she quickly approached, he grabbed her arm, pulled in, pushed off her back and landed hard on his stomach. This knocked the wind out of him, but at least he could maneuver better.
Delia stuck her fingers in the snow to slow down slightly, in order to go to Deccus’s level. He slipped his hand on the snow and threw them backwards, flying forward. Delia grabbed a leg and tried to pull herself up Deccus. He shook his legs to try and shake her off, but she held on tightly and continued to climb. He reached behind him and grabbed her hand, threw her forward, grabbed a leg, then swung her backwards in a spin. She was behind Deccus a little, but he was intent on beating her, so he stuck his fingers in the snow to slow down as she peddled up.
Deccus aimed a kick at her exposed shoulder, but she swerved to the side and peddled up so that they were side by side. Deccus punched, but she grabbed his arm, pulled herself forward and punched his rib cage. Her fist went right through the armor, ripping some hoses. Deccus felt his right leg get heavy.
He punched her back, but she had a hose by the grips, and she refused to let go. Instead Deccus pulled her closer, put his hand above her head and pushed her face in the snow. He could hear her yell in anger at this, since she couldn’t lift her head. Deccus pulled her head up, to let her catch her breath, then pushed it back down.
Deccus felt a bump on her face. He lifted her up, and saw what would scare the living daylights out of anyone.
Apparently a rock had gotten in the way of her path, and it had made a deep gash across her face, right in between the eyes and went to the chin. Her face was beyond hatred, it was loathing. She clenched the hose in her hands, cutting the air flow, which caused the hose to overflow and burst. Deccus’s right leg got heavier again. He pushed her off and swerved to his left, away from her. She peddled to the side and caught up easily, a trail of red behind her as the blood flowed freely from her face.
At that moment Deccus hit a mound of powder snow. He was temporarily blinded, and his eyes stung. He closed them for a second as the powder snow built up in his hair.
As the snow cleared, Deccus felt something gripping his hair. He opened his eyes and looked.
She was right in front of Deccus, her face staring at his. Her good Golem arm was holding Deccus’s hair, and her arm was sticking out of the hole Deccus ripped in her shoulder. Her face had an evil grin to it, and it spooked Deccus to see a face still smile like that despite the huge gash.
She pushed Deccus’s face down into the snow, the same as he did. He couldn’t breathe while she did this, and all he could do is flail his arms and close his eyes. She pulled his head up, but before she let him catch his breath she started to punch his face with her exposed arm. She dunked his head again, then pulled it up and punched it more.
_Ugh. She’s killing me!_ Deccus thought to himself.
Suddenly they were both airborne. Sometimes jumps were made on the hill, and they had hit one.
Deccus opened his eyes and looked down, seeing them go up and the hill go down wasn’t too comforting.
Delia still had a grip on Deccus’s hair, and she started punching again. Deccus reached over, grabbed her shoulder opening that he made, and pushed her under him. Her face stuck out the back, and her feet by Deccus’s face.
_Bad idea._ Deccus thought as she started waving her feet around to try and hit Deccus’s head. He didn’t want to hurt her too badly by putting her head first, but when one is going as fast as they were and hit a jump, he didn’t want to land on his own mech.
That is a far SUPERIOR story. *shot*
But if this is going to be a thread about bitching.....
My mom is lazy. lazy lazy lazy. Hardly ever does things that don't involve her benefit. So, natually, even with my broken arm, I do practically all the chores around the house. Mowing lawns, vacuuming floors, heavy lifting, reaching high up [I can understand that one, cuz I'm freaking tall] And pretty much anything else that pops into her mind. And after I do it, she never thanks me. The best thing about her really is that she's lenient with friends being over.
