Post by Nightmare on Feb 1, 2006 0:32:17 GMT -5
Crusher and Apocalypse exchange smirking glances, and each of them lunge for their man. Apocalypse dives for Blake, Crusher dives for the pointy object sparkling blue. Apocalypse reaches for Blake's throat, but Blake ducks and heads for the ladder in the alley. Apocalypse hurriedly follows. Crusher is on top of the much larger security guard, snatching at the staff.
Security Guard: Gedoffame!
Crusher then smartly leaps off of the large man, somersaulting in the air, and grabs the stick from him. Then, he twirls it around his head like a pro, and jabs him with. The large man falls face-first on the concrete as Crusher laughs.
Crusher: Hey! (laughs, tears in his eyes) Hey, didja see that fat man fall down?
Apocalypse is too busy climbing the ladder after Blake to hear him. Hurriedly, Crusher follows behind a quickly-moving Apocalypse, and reaches the top of the ladder, carrying the staff. At the top, Crusher finally notices the hoard of security guards, in awe and amazement.
Crusher: Ahh . . . woa.
Apocalypse and Crusher exchange glances, Apocalypse scowls, Crusher laughs, and they leap into the sea of security guards. Apocalypse keeps throwing them around all over the place as though the big men were paperweight, and The Crusher is on the back of the biggest one, pulling on his nose and jabbing at everyone else with the stick, laughing as though he were having a good time.
Apocalypse: (delivering a chokeslam) How can you be laughing?
Crusher: (between burts of laughter) Man . . . you gotta learn to have fun, man! That's your problem!
Apocalypse then growls and throws around another big guy, Crusher continues pulling on that nose like no tomorrow, and Blake is perched on top of a ledge on a taller building, watching intently. Apocalypse finishes another guy off with a powerbomb and spots Blake, sitting on the ledge, and walks toward him, oblivious to the fact that Crusher is now plummetting toward him with such speed and velocity to knock the both of them on their ASS.
Apocalypse: What the Hell was that for?
Crusher looks at him, wincing and holding his head.
Crusher: F*cker's HUGE!!
Apocalypse shakes his head, stands, and hoists Crusher up by the scruff of his neck, roughly. Soon, a the ramaining security gaurds (the ones that aren't knocked out or on their ass) surround them sticking long, pointy objects at them. Crusher reaches to grab one, and Apocalypse pulls Crusher's greedy hand away.
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Crusher appears with permission.
Crusher writes part 4!
Security Guard: Gedoffame!
Crusher then smartly leaps off of the large man, somersaulting in the air, and grabs the stick from him. Then, he twirls it around his head like a pro, and jabs him with. The large man falls face-first on the concrete as Crusher laughs.
Crusher: Hey! (laughs, tears in his eyes) Hey, didja see that fat man fall down?
Apocalypse is too busy climbing the ladder after Blake to hear him. Hurriedly, Crusher follows behind a quickly-moving Apocalypse, and reaches the top of the ladder, carrying the staff. At the top, Crusher finally notices the hoard of security guards, in awe and amazement.
Crusher: Ahh . . . woa.
Apocalypse and Crusher exchange glances, Apocalypse scowls, Crusher laughs, and they leap into the sea of security guards. Apocalypse keeps throwing them around all over the place as though the big men were paperweight, and The Crusher is on the back of the biggest one, pulling on his nose and jabbing at everyone else with the stick, laughing as though he were having a good time.
Apocalypse: (delivering a chokeslam) How can you be laughing?
Crusher: (between burts of laughter) Man . . . you gotta learn to have fun, man! That's your problem!
Apocalypse then growls and throws around another big guy, Crusher continues pulling on that nose like no tomorrow, and Blake is perched on top of a ledge on a taller building, watching intently. Apocalypse finishes another guy off with a powerbomb and spots Blake, sitting on the ledge, and walks toward him, oblivious to the fact that Crusher is now plummetting toward him with such speed and velocity to knock the both of them on their ASS.
Apocalypse: What the Hell was that for?
Crusher looks at him, wincing and holding his head.
Crusher: F*cker's HUGE!!
Apocalypse shakes his head, stands, and hoists Crusher up by the scruff of his neck, roughly. Soon, a the ramaining security gaurds (the ones that aren't knocked out or on their ass) surround them sticking long, pointy objects at them. Crusher reaches to grab one, and Apocalypse pulls Crusher's greedy hand away.
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Crusher appears with permission.
Crusher writes part 4!