Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn From: jng53092@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu (Jon Gad) Subject: [blade] Tyrone goes for a ride Message-ID: Date: Sun, 18 Oct 1992 17:58:23 GMT As Chip began chanting his spell, Sir Tyrone turned his attention to the winged horse threatening the mother and child on the roof of the nearby home. Quickly deciding that the best course of action would be to get the pair out of danger, Tyrone bounded into action. With three great leaps, the Wererabbit reached the threatened woman and her son, and deftly grabbed them both. Dropping to the pavement below before the mutated horse could react, Sir Tyrone gently lowered his charges to the ground. Looking over at the panicked woman who was repeatedly stabbing him, Tyrone frustratedly yelled, "Stop trying to kill your rescuer, you silly twit, and RUN!!!" Taking the subtle hint, the woman grabbed her child and dashed away. Watching her go, Sir Tyrone realized only then exactly how attractive she had been, and subsequently thought a couple of very UnPaladin-like thoughts. Fortuanately for the sake of his Paladinhood, or unfortunately for the sake of his social life, the flying horse chose that moment to attack him. Swooping down like a hideously deformed flying horse (probably 'cause it IS a hideously deformed flying horse) the mutant attempted to crush Tyrone with its hooves. Barely able to dive away in time, the Wererabbit drew the Great Sword of Rabbitkind and leapt into the air. Furious at the interruption of one of the few impure thoughts he had ever been able to have, Tyrone acted on instinct and attempted the Great Leap. The most powerful attack known to Wererabbits, the Great Leap involves leaping aboven an opponent and cleaving\crushing his\her\its skull with your sword\mace\hoe\whatever. It was, in fact, the very move that Sir Tyrone used to crack Blade's exoskeleton during the battle near the harbor. Its a pretty bitchin' move, as far as it goes. However, Tyrone had a couple of thoughts enroute. First of all, while the Great Leap works wonders against targets as big as a dragon or as slow as Blade, today's target is neither. Secondly, the horse is FLYING. All it has to do is change course a little and I'll miss it entirely, Whoops, there it goes. Thirdly, by swinging my sword in an arc like this, I won't have enough time to keep it from hitting the pavement if I miss, and dammit, I've missed. Uh-Oh. [CLANG] The Great Sword of Rabbitkind dug deep into the pavement, pole-vaulting Tyrone down the street. Unable to slow his momentum, the ex-knight bounced a couple of times and then skidded for a little while. Though somewhat dazed, Tyrone managed to ge back to his feet before the beast could attack him again. He turned to face it once more, though this time weaponless. Were it capable of that form of emotional self-expression, the flying monstrosity would have laughed. But it didn't, so instead it roared (a very disconcerting thing to hear from a horse) and charged again. Somewhat better prepared this time, Tyrone stood his ground. With the beast almost upon him, Tyrone leapt towards it and grabbed the mutant by its head. Swinging himself to the horse's back, the Wererabbit wrenched the beast's head 180 degrees with what should have been a neck-breaking snap. There was no snap. The horse looked the ex-knight straight in the face, despite the fact that its head was facing the wrong direction. Growling, it took to the sky. Very much surprised, Tyrone barely had enough composure to hang onto its throat and squeeze as the ground dropped away.... ADMIN: As you can tell, Tyrone has his hands full with the flying horse right now. That leaves the Hell-Horse to Chip and whoever else is in the area right now. If anybody's got a clever way to help Tyrone out of his little predicament, I certainly wouldn't mind the help.... ****************************************************************************** Jon Gad Sir Tyrone the Wererabbit jng53092@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu Defender of Bunnies Bane of Carrots All-Around Nice Guy