Date: Thu, 30 Sep 1993 18:09:31 EDT From: Message-ID: <93273.180931JGE103@psuvm.psu.edu> Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: [VampQ] Billy on his own... Return-Path: <@PSUVM.PSU.EDU:rudnick@CFATRW.HARVARD.EDU> Received: from PSUVM (NJE origin SMTP@PSUVM) by PSUVM.PSU.EDU (LMail V1.1d/1.7f) with BSMTP id 0533; Tue, 28 Sep 1993 16:41:22 -0400 Received: from head-cfa.harvard.edu by PSUVM.PSU.EDU (IBM VM SMTP V2R2) with TCP; Tue, 28 Sep 93 16:41:16 EDT Received: from cfatrw.harvard.edu by head-cfa.harvard.edu (4.1/SMI-4.0) id AA14991; Tue, 28 Sep 93 16:39:39 EDT Received: by cfatrw.harvard.edu (4.1/SMI-4.1) id AA03964; Tue, 28 Sep 93 16:39:38 EDT Message-Id: <9309282039.AA03964@cfatrw.harvard.edu> To: JGE103@PSUVM.PSU.EDU Cc: rudnick@cfatrw.harvard.edu ~Subject: Comments on your solo Billy Post... ~Date: Tue, 28 Sep 93 16:39:38 EDT ~From: Bret R. Rudnick =========================================================== [VampQ] Billy and Rommel -- The Dangle Me / Beat Me Tour Admin: [This post is a solo effort by: John [JGE] Billy the Torch Synopsis: As they begin their journey to find the mysterious Vampire Orchid, some adventurers are attacked in the wilderness. Billy the Torch has narrowly escaped a sniper's arrow, and his companions have left him for the moment to join battle elsewhere.] =========================================================== Watching Tomonobu run off after Blue, Billy figured the safest place to be was right where he was. He sat down to relax in a pile of leaves, and prepared to wait for the storm to die down. From deep in the woods, he heard the rumble of huge footsteps. They sounded vaguely familiar, as though they belonged to someone he knew. He traced the far reaches of his mind... The instant he realized who owned those monstrous feet, Rommel the Ogre burst into the clearing, as only an ogre could do best. "You failed, poor old man. Me going to crush you with bare hands!" Billy's first reaction was to flee, but upon realizing he was still invisible, a better plan came to him... "How you miss them, me want to know. Not know how to use your bow?" Rommel said, grabbing the injured archer by the back of his shirt and lifting him off the ground. This action Billy knew well. Rommel had had him in a similar situation not too long ago. He knew what he had to do. Unsheathing his daggers, he crept over to the giant, preparing to stab the ogre in the back, or as high up as he could reach. Suddenly, Rommel whirled around, throwing his captive against a tree, and hitting Billy as well. The force was strong enough to knock him to the ground, and his bracelet flew off in the other direction, making him visible and vulnerable at the same time. Tripping over Billy on his way to finishing off the poor archer, Rommel looked down to see what was in his way. "Where you come from, me no see you - Hey! You Billy! Me kill you too!" The ogre was overjoyed at his good fortune, and decided to forget about the old man for a moment. He hefted Billy up by his boot and inspected his catch, before he could scamper over to his bracelet. Still retaining one of his daggers, Billy thrust it into the exposed muscular thigh of the giant. He dropped the little thief, and let out a yell of pain: "No bees, not spring. Me be stung by Billy sting!" True enough the dagger was no more than an insect bite to an ogre. It managed to give Billy the time to get his bracelet on, though. By this point, the ogre was thoroughly confused, seeing his prey disappear before his eyes. The minds of ogres were not meant to comprehend such things as vanishing men. He just stood there and scratched his thick head. Now invisible, he stood about a one in ten chance of winning here. Grabbing the archer's bow, he proceeded to pelt the ogre with arrows. It served only to annoy Rommel further, and give him more drive to squash Billy. He simply didn't have the power to damage him. There was the key. He had friends capable of dispatching the ogre. Why not stall him somehow and then go get someone who could really fight. Reaching into his satchel, he removed a length of twine, thin but strong. It was the same stuff he used for scaling walls, as he could fit a lot of it in a small pack. He tied one end to an arrow, the other he held. Using the best aim he could, he shot the arrow into the leg of the ogre, and ran around a thick tree with the other. Around and around he went, while the ogre struggled just to get that arrow out of his leg. The tangle caused Rommel to lose his balance, and he fell to the ground with a resounding THUD! As quickly as the nimble thief could, he wrapped a length around the thick ogre neck, and attached the other to the already tangled feet. He scurried over to the semi-conscious old man, and helped him to his feet. "C'mon, buddy! That won't hold him for long! Let's go get help!" And the pair limped out into the swirling winds, not sure exactly where that help was going to come from, since he couldn't see a thing through the blowing debris. ========================================================