It was a short lived mutiny as the Enforcer grabbed each gladiator on the back of the head and hurled their faces toward one another at super human speeds resulting in two heads occupying the same space!
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It was a short lived mutiny as the Enforcer grabbed each gladiator on the back of the head and hurled their faces toward one another at super human speeds resulting in two heads occupying the same space!
Boo's echoed from the crowd as they began to stomp their feet and chant, "Oh we're not gonna take it, nooooooo!, we ain't gonna take it, oooooooh, we're not gonna take it anymoooo ooooo oooorrrrr ooooo oooorrrrreeeee!"
Then the chanting boo's stopped as the enforcer grabbed at his neck and fell to the ground, standing behind him was Jimmy The Squid...
After a stunned silence a lone voice shouted "Whoooo let the Squid out!? Who? Who? Who? Who? Who? Whoooo let the Squid out!?"
The man singing stepped up and made his appearance to the crowd, Fat Louie starts a slow clap trying to get crowd participation.
At which point the Master of Ceremonies blows his horn and Enforcers move in to clear the arena for the next fight - even Jimmy the Squid can respect that!
A new story!
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Three unknown gladiators entered the arena, a rage, theatrics and blademaster. What are their names??
Noone knows! They were unknown gladiators! Noone could make out the grunts and mutterings that passed as communications between them. Some of the older managers suspected that they were Team Win's former prospects*, now on hard times trying to make a gold or two.
(*I used to have some really dumb rages back in the day, and it became a running joke :P)
These gladiators grunted back and forth in their makeshift language , as their eyes dart left and right surveying the room .
The first of the two, a giant ham-fisted man with thinning brown hair scarcely managing to keep hold of a sloping cliff-like forehead, stared blankly at the head of the comically oversized hammer which he held inches from his nose.