The Grand Master, in his current state, actually summoned a sword to swing at himself.
He flashed back, and saw not a sword, but a swordsman.
"You Bastard!" He drew Fragarach and his light-gladius, dual-wielding them, and went to town. The sword, mimicing his attacks, blocked every one flawlessly. The noise of the self-conflict rang throughout the room.
edited 26th May '12 11:29:19 PM by gameknight102xx
The battle escalated. The Grand Master, even though his reflxes and speed was dulled by alcohol, was still attacking faster than anything ever seen. He was attacking so fast that his own body was leaving traces in mid-air.
The imaginary swordsman summoned six other swords, and the Grand Master fought them all, the clashing getting louder and more frantic.
edited 26th May '12 11:31:06 PM by gameknight102xx
I really think you need a good slap right now.
-tapping her sheathed sword against her shoulder-
But I don't think I can handle two drunk men with enough problems to fill an entire lake. Shit. Let's get plastered up in here.
-begins to chug as much as possible to pass out-
Yeah I should go to sleep now.
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's meanThe crescents died, the swords evaporated, and the Grand Master hallucinated that the swordsmen were killed.
"That'll learn ya." He mumbled. He stumbled over to Cloud, and saw the passed out Sis.
"Jesus lady, leaving urself here with two men, you're not bery smart, r ya?"
He tripped over the chair and slumped against the wall, and fell into a deep sleep.
I should sleep too.
edited 26th May '12 11:41:19 PM by gameknight102xx

-eyetwitch- They've got you... they haven' gotten me yet. They're inside me, but I'm the only one lef' that's fighting...
Ffffuck. Need more beer. Gotta keep thinking straight. This is fukken' war...
-Grabs the nearest bottle and start chugging-
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist