SO YOU WILL NOT LISTEN? SO BE IT. ATTACK, MY CHAMPION! SHOW ME YOUR WORTH, KOSCHEI THE ETERNAL!!!
-Koschei sets his horse for the wyrm, his horse running faster until it is flying high above the battlefield, headed for Niddhoggr's head-
(You know what we need? Baba Yaga, that's who.)
(You know something? All this summoning wotan is doing, and I completely forgot about Sleipnir. Oh, well)
-spires of permafrost erupt around Nidhoggr's head, forming a protective cage. The energy ball continues to expand, the Einherjar continue to riot, and Wotan looks panicked-
I...I Did Not Foresee This...
The Danse Macabre CodexYOU DON'T SAY. WOTAN THE ONE-EYED, WHO SWAPPED AN EYE FOR A DRINK FROM THE WELL OF WISDOM, WHO WAS HANGED FROM THE BOUGHS OF YGGDRASSIL A FULL NINE DAYS TO GAIN KNOWLEDGE RESERVED TO THE DEAD, BRINGS FORTH THE DEVOURER OF WORLDS THINKING IT HIS TO CONTROL. I CANNOT RECALL ONE LESS FIT TO RECEIVE THE TITLE OF GOD OF WISDOM AND CHIEF OF GODS. HOW YOUR PEOPLE EVER SURVIVED WORSHIPPING YOU IS A MYSTERY WHOSE DEPTH IS ONLY MATCHED BY YOUR BUMBLING INEPTITUDE.
-Koschei leaps from his horse, swinging his sword wildly into the icy crown, causing chunks of ice the size of icebergs to drop down below.-
edited 6th Jun '10 11:52:59 AM by Chabal2
-suddenly enraged, whirls and seizes Czernobog by his shoulders-
Still Your Tongue, You Egotistical Fool! Don't You Realize What This Means?! If I Did Not Foresee these Events, Then Something Is Wrong! We Have To Stop It, Now, Or Everything Is Lost!
edited 6th Jun '10 11:56:30 AM by SullenFrog
The Danse Macabre Codex-Nidhoggr snarls in irritation as the glacier blocks crash and stab into its flesh. The great wyrm slams its jaws shut with a metallic CLANG!, and the energy ball explodes into a beam of navy energy that blows Wotan's right arm clean off-
CRYPTIC. BABBLINGS. WILL. NOT. SAVE. YOU. ALL-FATHER. YOUR. WARRIORS. ARE. MINE. YOUR. LIFE. IS. MINE. THIS WORLD. IS. MINE.
edited 6th Jun '10 12:04:55 PM by SullenFrog
The Danse Macabre CodexI. FEEL. YOU. UNDYING. ONE. DO. YOU. TRULY. BELIEVE. YOU. CAN. VANQUISH. THE. END. OF. ALL. THINGS?
-brings up a massive claw to swat Koschei away-
I. WILL. TEACH. YOU. AGONY.
The Danse Macabre Codex-Wotan gets to his feet, grunting in pain and propping himself up with Gungnir-
This Is Madness. Black God, I Propose A Brief Truce!
The Danse Macabre CodexI Swear, By My Own Name and That Of All The Aesir, That This Truce Will Be Honoured By All. Containing This Beast Takes Precedence Over Everything Else.
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The Danse Macabre CodexWELL THEN.
-Spreads wings wide, adopts Badass Arm-Fold.-
LET US TEACH THIS WORM ITS RIGHTFUL PLACE IN THE ORDER OF THINGS.
SONS OF THE RUS, YOUR MOTHERLAND CALLS!!! SMITE THIS WORM, CRUSH IT UNDER YOUR IRON HEEL! FOLLOW YOUR GENERAL, MY CHAMPION, KOSCHEI THE ETERNAL, INTO VICTORY!!
-Koschei, having landed on the wyrm's head, now draws a shorter sword and holds it aloft, eliciting ragged cheers from the Soviets.-
Medic: ...
Aryans, We Must Cooperate With The Black God's Children And Drive This Beast Back Into The Earth Whence It Came! Show It No Mercy!
-Koschei is suddenly encased in a layer of black ice from the waist down, partially immobilizing him. Nidhoggr bucks its head wildly-
OFF. ME. MAGGOT.
edited 6th Jun '10 12:33:23 PM by SullenFrog
The Danse Macabre Codex(You know, the This! Is! SPARTA! speech is supremely effective there. Kudos.)
-Khoschei's sword reappears in his hand, and he starts chopping away at the ice holding him on Niddhoggr's skin.-
Medic: -having found a way on the ship- Quickly!! Fire the main guns up there!
-shoots lightning at Nidhoggr. The Einherjar turn as one and advance on the All-Devourer, gradually hacking away at its durable scales-
RRRRROOOAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!
The Danse Macabre Codex-Nidhoggr howls in rage and pain, clawing at its own face in an attempt to dislodge Koschei. a black tarlike substance leaks from the beast's wounds, salting any ground it touches.-
-Valkyries swarm the beast, stabbing at points where Nidhoggr's scales are lightly distributed. Odin continues to blast it with lightning.
ARROGANT. MAGGOTS. YOU DARE—?!
sorry for my absence; I had things to do around town this morning.
edited 7th Jun '10 1:53:07 PM by SullenFrog
The Danse Macabre Codex-Nidhoggr retreats several feet into the chasm, then opens its jaws and spews gouts of black flame in a wide arc. Half the Einherjar are reduced to cinders instantly, and the flame burns even when there is nothing flammable. It begins to spread towards the gods, machines and mortals-
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-the energy ball continues to expand. The Einherjar are howling in bestial fury, turning their blades on anyone and anything in the vicinity with a ferocity that dwarfs their previous vigour. Wotan is frantically attempting a counterspell-
edited 6th Jun '10 11:35:35 AM by SullenFrog
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