Fandom Showdown - Instant Death Round 10
You know the drill guys!
Silence reigned as everyone watched the head rise and vanish into the stands. A tiny squeal of delight from the lucky fangirl who caught it.
Then: "DEAN."
"Um, running time, milord," Merlin said, rapidly backing away from the enraged angel.
"I do not run, Merlin," Arthur scoffed. He held his blade up in the ready position, prepared to strike. "People run from me - "
Arthur was promptly blown across the field, smashed by one very angry angel.
"Is that the best you've got?" Arthur muttered, pulling himself to his feet.
"No."
Another punch, and Arthur slammed into the wall, breath knocked out of him.
Castiel moved to advance, but found himself stuck. He turned to see Merlin, eyes gold and lips moving as he wove a spell to lock the angel in place.
"I suppose I should take care of you first," Castiel said. Despite Merlin's best efforts, Castiel turned (albeit very slowly) and started to walk towards Merlin. Horrified, Merlin continued to cast, hands moving as he threw even more power into the spell as he backed away from the avenging angel. The gestures became more frantic as Merlin pulled on every idea he could think of, but Castiel simply kept walking, sliding through Merlin's magic.
Castiel finally reached out and grabbed Merlin by the throat. Merlin's eyes reverted back to blue as he frantically clawed at Castiel's hand, legs flailing wildly.
This is the end? This can't be the end -
"MERLIN!"
Castiel paused, then sighed. He waited a few moments, letting Arthur vent his swordly rage onto the angel's back.
"This is a waste of your time," he growled, dropping a gasping Merlin. He turned, letting Arthur's sword smack him in the head and shoulders repeatedly. On the sixth strike, Castiel's arm shot out and he caught the blade, wrenching it out of Arthur's grasp. He raised the sword -
- and his cellphone rang. Irate, Castiel reached into his pocket to remove a glowing cellphone and shut off the joyful choirs of angels, then flipped open the text message.
CAS
FOUND GOD. HURRY.
DEAN
Castiel immediately vanished from the battlefield, leaving behind only a metal collar.
Poll Fandom Showdown - Instant Death 10
Round 10 - finishes @ 4PM UTC~
And now BRB whilst I beat PhotoBucket into a bloody pulp for exploding and taking my mood theme, tiny icons and graphics with it.
- THE PRELIMINARIES - for this part only, characters are randomly placed in teams.
- ROUND 1 - The top two characters from each team with the most votes progresses through as the victors. FINISHED!
- ROUND 2 - A repeat of Round 1, only this time, characters are placed in twelve groups of four, and the one character with the most votes progress through to the Instant Death round. FINISHED!
- ROUND 1 - The top two characters from each team with the most votes progresses through as the victors. FINISHED!
- INSTANT DEATH - where the real fun begins! Typically a series of knockout polls where the character with the most votes is killed off over a 24 hour period. Any tie breakers? Both characters die then >D
Silence reigned as everyone watched the head rise and vanish into the stands. A tiny squeal of delight from the lucky fangirl who caught it.
Then: "DEAN."
"Um, running time, milord," Merlin said, rapidly backing away from the enraged angel.
"I do not run, Merlin," Arthur scoffed. He held his blade up in the ready position, prepared to strike. "People run from me - "
Arthur was promptly blown across the field, smashed by one very angry angel.
"Is that the best you've got?" Arthur muttered, pulling himself to his feet.
"No."
Another punch, and Arthur slammed into the wall, breath knocked out of him.
Castiel moved to advance, but found himself stuck. He turned to see Merlin, eyes gold and lips moving as he wove a spell to lock the angel in place.
"I suppose I should take care of you first," Castiel said. Despite Merlin's best efforts, Castiel turned (albeit very slowly) and started to walk towards Merlin. Horrified, Merlin continued to cast, hands moving as he threw even more power into the spell as he backed away from the avenging angel. The gestures became more frantic as Merlin pulled on every idea he could think of, but Castiel simply kept walking, sliding through Merlin's magic.
Castiel finally reached out and grabbed Merlin by the throat. Merlin's eyes reverted back to blue as he frantically clawed at Castiel's hand, legs flailing wildly.
This is the end? This can't be the end -
"MERLIN!"
Castiel paused, then sighed. He waited a few moments, letting Arthur vent his swordly rage onto the angel's back.
"This is a waste of your time," he growled, dropping a gasping Merlin. He turned, letting Arthur's sword smack him in the head and shoulders repeatedly. On the sixth strike, Castiel's arm shot out and he caught the blade, wrenching it out of Arthur's grasp. He raised the sword -
- and his cellphone rang. Irate, Castiel reached into his pocket to remove a glowing cellphone and shut off the joyful choirs of angels, then flipped open the text message.
CAS
FOUND GOD. HURRY.
DEAN
Castiel immediately vanished from the battlefield, leaving behind only a metal collar.
Poll Fandom Showdown - Instant Death 10
Round 10 - finishes @ 4PM UTC~
And now BRB whilst I beat PhotoBucket into a bloody pulp for exploding and taking my mood theme, tiny icons and graphics with it.