At the farthest edge of the dark city of the dark city, where hardly anyone ever goes, a checkered starting line stretches across a wide street. Some paces beyond it, a small crowd of numberless have gathered. They all have athletic builds and are wearing running shoes and other athletic equipment (I think I spot a pair of boxing gloves). While some are talking to one another, the majority are stretching, preparing themselves for the race. I smirk. I feel bad, but these guys stand less of a chance then ice cream in the proximity of Rixup.
I look at the watch I just stole from a guy who looks like Rocky Balboa and raise the megaphone I stole from the who-knows-where store to my mouth. "BLITZ RUSH STARTS IN 5 MINUTES AND 46 SECONDS! FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE BEEN LIVING UNDER SOMETHING LESS APPEALING THAN A ROCK, BLITZ RUSH IS A BATTLE RACE! YOU GO FROM THIS SIDE TO THE CITY TO THE OTHER AS FAST AS YOU CAN! YOU MAY NOT TELEPORT OR CREATE PORTALS! OTHER THAN THAT THERE ARE NO RULES (unless you live in some alternate dimension where this entire thing is just text, then please follow the rules posted in the topic BATTLE RACE!!!)! INJURY IS ALMOST GUARANTEED AND THE WAIVERS YOU SIGNED EARLIER VOID ME OF ANY RESPONSIBILITY IN THE CASE OF DEATH! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!" About half of the gathered nobodies look completely shocked and quickly separate themselves from the race proceedings. I smile. "BLITZ RUSH STARTS IN 5 MINUTES! PLEASE PROCEED TO THE STARTING LINE! AND YES I CAME UP WITH THE NAME ON MY OWN! SCREW YOU KEVIN!"
I drop the megaphone and create a dark portal in the air. I step through the portal and emerge in the control room of the castle. Hundreds of monitors display live feeds to me from all across the dark city. I stare blankly at the thousands of switches, buttons, and knobs till I locate the one clearly labeled "GO!" I hover a finger over it, anticipation building as the timer counts down.
(OOC: Alright guys. This is the 1st round, meaning the preparatory round. Do whatever you have to and get to that starting line.)
I look at the watch I just stole from a guy who looks like Rocky Balboa and raise the megaphone I stole from the who-knows-where store to my mouth. "BLITZ RUSH STARTS IN 5 MINUTES AND 46 SECONDS! FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE BEEN LIVING UNDER SOMETHING LESS APPEALING THAN A ROCK, BLITZ RUSH IS A BATTLE RACE! YOU GO FROM THIS SIDE TO THE CITY TO THE OTHER AS FAST AS YOU CAN! YOU MAY NOT TELEPORT OR CREATE PORTALS! OTHER THAN THAT THERE ARE NO RULES (unless you live in some alternate dimension where this entire thing is just text, then please follow the rules posted in the topic BATTLE RACE!!!)! INJURY IS ALMOST GUARANTEED AND THE WAIVERS YOU SIGNED EARLIER VOID ME OF ANY RESPONSIBILITY IN THE CASE OF DEATH! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!" About half of the gathered nobodies look completely shocked and quickly separate themselves from the race proceedings. I smile. "BLITZ RUSH STARTS IN 5 MINUTES! PLEASE PROCEED TO THE STARTING LINE! AND YES I CAME UP WITH THE NAME ON MY OWN! SCREW YOU KEVIN!"
I drop the megaphone and create a dark portal in the air. I step through the portal and emerge in the control room of the castle. Hundreds of monitors display live feeds to me from all across the dark city. I stare blankly at the thousands of switches, buttons, and knobs till I locate the one clearly labeled "GO!" I hover a finger over it, anticipation building as the timer counts down.
(OOC: Alright guys. This is the 1st round, meaning the preparatory round. Do whatever you have to and get to that starting line.)