05-19-2015, 02:58 PM
“This is where I leave you. Have fun.” Kindal had worn a sinister smile as he spoke his final words to the Prime and eyed the few clipped hairs on the side of his auburn head.
The Prime nodded a pleasant goodbye to the short businessman and was ready to leave the Omniverse for good. He would have to contact Guu about his departure and he was sure she would be sad to see him go, but if he explained the situation and his own mission’s success, perhaps maybe she would even choose to accompany him on the cruise ship.
Blissfully unaware of his surroundings, Gildarts remained focused on taming the unquenchable magic from within, until a shiny nozzle was shoved into his face. Bright light flashed into his eyes and suddenly he had a soft looking marshmallow held up to his lips.
“Goooood morning! I’m Ron Burgundy, ONN news. Tell me sir, what is your name?”
There was a momentary pause, “Gildarts.” The Prime responded as he eyed the camera man. Was this a “promotion” too?
“Tell me Gildarts, you seem to be well experienced in battle, but may I ask you why you joined Karl Jak’s Dante’s Abyss and what you predict the outcome might be?”
“Battle?” Gildarts inquired, his eyes began to harden and a serious expression was exuded in place of his aloof demeanor. What did a vacation have to do with that?
“Do you think you have a good chance at winning Dante’s Abyss?” Ron’s brow wrinkled and he appeared suddenly nervous at the threatening gaze he had received from his interviewee. In order to break up any technical misunderstandings, he explained to Gildarts as he angled the wand into his face, “Oh, here, just speak into this microphone.”
“Dante’s Abyss? Listen, I just want to get to the island as soon as possible.”
“Wow, I don’t believe I’ve met anyone so eager to fight to the death! In a few hours or so you’ll be out of this place and off to the island... Battling and surviving with other Primes who want to make it to the top." Ron informed his audience, "Now tell me, is your excitement for the competition based off the confidence that you are going to win?”
Gildarts felt his brow crinkle in frustration, there was a mention of death, an island, and a battle yet to come; yet he could not see how his guild, Fairy Tail, fit into it all. Something was wrong. The Prime’s nostrils flared with anger and his eyes didn’t see a colossal cruise ship as Kindal had described. It became more and more obvious that it had been a rouse. Kindal had lied, or taken some cheap shot at assassination. Gildarts moved his good hand to touch the minute patch of singed hair from the bullet that had zoomed too close to his head and the rage within Gildarts, only grew. The ground crackled below his feet and he unconsciously damaged the lobby’s floor as he tried to figure out where he had gone wrong.
Ron took a few steps back as the ground below his feet became more than a little cracked. The cameraman zoomed in as the suited man justified himself, “Whoa there, I meant no offense to you, you seem very powerful and I'm sure you have good standings and the ability to make it to the top.” Ron shuffled his feet and then when the surge seemed quell with a momentary hiatus, he gulped a refreshing breath of air and straightened his slightly frazzled hair.
The cloaked man’s gaze swept over to Ron, his closest victim. “You mean to tell me, that I will not be taken back to my home realm, but instead, I’ll be transported to an island where I’ll be forced into battle with other people fighting trying to survive?"
“Huh? Well, when you put it that way... Uh... But this is different, they all consented... You too... Should have known too that you were signing up for the competition. The prizes alone are monumental... It’s been announced all over the Omniverse, courtesy of Karl himself.”
“Tch.”
At this point, Ron turned back to the camera and Gildarts had stormed off with the air around him shimmering in a dense magic. There was no regret from Ron, who had just cultivated disaster in the powerful and raging Prime, for his dramatic reaction was sure to make the ratings soar.
“This just in, it seems Gildarts had no idea what he was signing up for! Will he become a victim of the game? Or will he overcome the impossible and become a champion of the competition he never agreed to join? Ron Burgundy, coming to you live from the front lines of Dante’s Abyss.”
The Prime nodded a pleasant goodbye to the short businessman and was ready to leave the Omniverse for good. He would have to contact Guu about his departure and he was sure she would be sad to see him go, but if he explained the situation and his own mission’s success, perhaps maybe she would even choose to accompany him on the cruise ship.
Blissfully unaware of his surroundings, Gildarts remained focused on taming the unquenchable magic from within, until a shiny nozzle was shoved into his face. Bright light flashed into his eyes and suddenly he had a soft looking marshmallow held up to his lips.
“Goooood morning! I’m Ron Burgundy, ONN news. Tell me sir, what is your name?”
There was a momentary pause, “Gildarts.” The Prime responded as he eyed the camera man. Was this a “promotion” too?
“Tell me Gildarts, you seem to be well experienced in battle, but may I ask you why you joined Karl Jak’s Dante’s Abyss and what you predict the outcome might be?”
“Battle?” Gildarts inquired, his eyes began to harden and a serious expression was exuded in place of his aloof demeanor. What did a vacation have to do with that?
“Do you think you have a good chance at winning Dante’s Abyss?” Ron’s brow wrinkled and he appeared suddenly nervous at the threatening gaze he had received from his interviewee. In order to break up any technical misunderstandings, he explained to Gildarts as he angled the wand into his face, “Oh, here, just speak into this microphone.”
“Dante’s Abyss? Listen, I just want to get to the island as soon as possible.”
“Wow, I don’t believe I’ve met anyone so eager to fight to the death! In a few hours or so you’ll be out of this place and off to the island... Battling and surviving with other Primes who want to make it to the top." Ron informed his audience, "Now tell me, is your excitement for the competition based off the confidence that you are going to win?”
Gildarts felt his brow crinkle in frustration, there was a mention of death, an island, and a battle yet to come; yet he could not see how his guild, Fairy Tail, fit into it all. Something was wrong. The Prime’s nostrils flared with anger and his eyes didn’t see a colossal cruise ship as Kindal had described. It became more and more obvious that it had been a rouse. Kindal had lied, or taken some cheap shot at assassination. Gildarts moved his good hand to touch the minute patch of singed hair from the bullet that had zoomed too close to his head and the rage within Gildarts, only grew. The ground crackled below his feet and he unconsciously damaged the lobby’s floor as he tried to figure out where he had gone wrong.
Ron took a few steps back as the ground below his feet became more than a little cracked. The cameraman zoomed in as the suited man justified himself, “Whoa there, I meant no offense to you, you seem very powerful and I'm sure you have good standings and the ability to make it to the top.” Ron shuffled his feet and then when the surge seemed quell with a momentary hiatus, he gulped a refreshing breath of air and straightened his slightly frazzled hair.
The cloaked man’s gaze swept over to Ron, his closest victim. “You mean to tell me, that I will not be taken back to my home realm, but instead, I’ll be transported to an island where I’ll be forced into battle with other people fighting trying to survive?"
“Huh? Well, when you put it that way... Uh... But this is different, they all consented... You too... Should have known too that you were signing up for the competition. The prizes alone are monumental... It’s been announced all over the Omniverse, courtesy of Karl himself.”
“Tch.”
At this point, Ron turned back to the camera and Gildarts had stormed off with the air around him shimmering in a dense magic. There was no regret from Ron, who had just cultivated disaster in the powerful and raging Prime, for his dramatic reaction was sure to make the ratings soar.
“This just in, it seems Gildarts had no idea what he was signing up for! Will he become a victim of the game? Or will he overcome the impossible and become a champion of the competition he never agreed to join? Ron Burgundy, coming to you live from the front lines of Dante’s Abyss.”
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