Subject: Rookie agents Scott/Kira, plus monster hunter Ethan Darrow
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Posted on: 2013-06-02 19:37:00 UTC
~Scott~
Rookie agent Scott was infinitely frustrated by the bridge keeper, who forced him to answer his little riddle before he could cross the bridge after the fleeing Sue. As his impatience grew, his usually more keen senses began to slip.
"WWWHAT! Is your name?" The bridge keeper demanded.
"Rookie agent Scott, PPC, Department of Bad Crossovers, Assassin's Creed specialist," Scott recited in agitation.
"WWWHAT! Is your quest?" The bridge keeper asked next.
"I'm after that damn Sue you let by, like an idiot!" Scott snarled.
"WWWHAT! Is the color formed by the combination of blue and orange?" The bridge keeper asked one last time.
"I- what? What kind of question is- OHNOOOOOO!!!"
Scott was launched by the force of his incorrect answer into the fiery chasm, abs exploded in a ball of fire against the walls.
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~Kira~
After having seen his partner get tossed like a table, Kira was on high alert for his questions.
"WWWHAT! Is your name?" The bridge keeper demanded.
"Rookie agent Kira, PPC, Department of Bad Crossovers, Assassin's Creed specialist," Kira answered quickly.
"WWWHAT! Is your quest?" The bridge keeper squawked.
"I'm pursuing a Mary Sure guilty of messing with the canon of Assassin's Creed and Monty Python," Kira replied.
"WWWHAT! Is the temperature where Absolute Zero occurs?" The bridge keeper asked one last time.
"W-what? I'm a PYROMANCER, I don't do low tempera-AAAAAUGH!!!" Kira screamed as he, too, was launched into the chasm. Fittingly, he froze on impact rather than exploding into flames.
~Monster Hunter Ethan Darrow ~
Ethan was in no real hurry to cross the bridge. After all, his contract was in a whole other country, and he still had several days of travel to cover before he got there.
"WWWHAT! Is your name?" The bridge keeper asked.
"Ethan Darrow. I hunt big scary monsters," Ethan said with a cheeky grin.
"WWWHAT! Is your quest?" The bridge keeper asked once more.
"See previous answer," Ethan replied. The bridge keeper seemed to accept this.
"WWWHAT! Is the approximate weight of a greatsword?" The bridger keeper asked once more.
"Eastern or Western?" Ethan countered.
"What?"
"Do you mean Eastern, like in Asia, or Western, like in France?" Ethan asked.
"...Well, you see, uh, I was just- GAAAAAH!!!"
The bridge keeper was launched by the force of his own folly into the chasm he guarded, and exploded in a ball of flames. Meanwhile, Ethan whistled happily as he casually crossed the bridge.