************BLOOD BOWL FINAL*******************
The rain beat down hard on both teams as the orcs tried to press through the mass of zombies and flesh golems to get the game winning touch down. A blood soaked wolf dodged through and clawed an orc lineman badly, squaring up on Varn Hail'in, who was clinging desperately to the ball.
Coach Dan signaled to his hired wizard 'Zap dat bastard wiv yer lightning bolt'.
'Errr...pardon?' Replied the wizard.
'Turn him ta toast now, 'e needs ta go down'.
'Yes, well sorry, but I can't do that, it's against regulations don't you know, and also I was never trained in Comulonimbus energy propagation'
'Ya wot? What da fug did we pay ya fer?'
'Ahh, yes, well don't worry, I will amphibimise him right away sir, yes, yes, one second'
The wizard started swirling his hands, green smoke pouring from his robe, and strange light flickerings coming from underneath it. Suddenly there was a large bang, and Dan looked out at the field. The wolf was still trying to grab the ball from Varn Hail'en, unharmed, untouched. However, in that moment Da White Lion jumped up, covered in scratches and blood and pushed the wolf hard back, letting speedy Varn slip away and run in for the game winning score. The stands went crazy, and whole stadium thundered and roared as the orcs had won the ultimate prize in Blood bowl!
He looked back at the wizard. He was gone. His robe was lying on the floor though, and out from it hopped a rather sorry looking toad.
'Ribbit, ribbit' it apologised.
'Fuggin waste a money' Dan swore to himself, and stamped down hard on the toad.
|Posted Sat Aug 31 2019 1:49:14 (last edited Sat Aug 31 2019 17:14:46) by mobo