Post by The Tidal Trickster on Apr 3, 2013 5:40:37 GMT -5
April 12th, 23 CLE
Bandle City, bustling with activity as usual. This was the spot for the Tidal Trickster's next prank. Hopefully, the targets in his mind were around today.
Fizz arrives near Bandle City through the ocean, without Chomper. The shark was no doubt hunting food as usual. As he gets out of the water, Fizz quickly rushes off into the forests around the city. He didn't want to be seen, not yet at least. He starts searching the forest for his accomplice and the one who made the whole idea possible, Gragas. With his help, this should turn out to be fun.
The Sobriety Smasher Gragas had created sounded perfect for this plan, and perhaps for another one that would be a bit larger scale than Fizz's original one. The tide was turning...
Gragas came bustling through the thickly covered woods, making sure not to be spotted. By some marvel of nature, Gragas was able to carry three barrels of his alcoholic concoction. Two were wrapped around his arms, and one was being balanced on his back.
Gragas approached Fizz, finally placing down the barrels with a sigh of relief. "Hope this is enough, Fizz." Gragas whispered wearily, obviously trying not to show the fatigue he was experiencing.
Post by The Tidal Trickster on Apr 3, 2013 12:23:03 GMT -5
Fizz looks at Gragas and lets out a laugh.
"That's probably more than we'll need Gragas. Maybe there'll be some for you to drink after we're done."
He then looks through the bushes at the city, tapping his chin and leaning against his trident.
"Ya know, the extra might come in handy. You think it's be too far to spike the main water supply? Think about it, the whole city would be tastin' your fine product."
He looks over to Gragas with a grin.
"If we get some of the big shots here like Teemo and Trist drunk on public, it should be distraction enough to reach the supply right?
And speakin' of distractions... I was thinking. You're a known figure, you'd attract attention. If I take some of the "Sobriety Smasher" with me, you could provide a distraction maybe while I find some way to get to the champions. What'cha think?"
"Hahaha, yea! Hittin' the supply will sure throw em for a spin! I 'ave never seen a yordle drunk, so this should be an experience for tha' both of us!" Gragas glanced towards the direction of the city, then turned back to Fizz.
"It shouldn't be too much of a problem! In fact..." Gragas proceeded to carefully open the cork on one of the casks, and slowly guzzled some of the alcohol from it. He put the cork back on, and licked his lips in anticipation.
"I will be able to create quite a distraction with some *hic* drink in mah system, too!" Gragas chuckled. "We'll, good luck to us both!" Gragas waved, and then entered the city. The alcohol was very powerful, and already, Gragas could feel the tipsy ness start to slp in. "Elllllllo there, yordles! It's me, Gragassss *hic*"
Post by The Swift Scout on Apr 5, 2013 10:30:20 GMT -5
Teemo had been busy setting up the city's newest defense system for any impending Void attacks: a series of dishes made to detect nearby Void presence, courtesy of Rumble. Upon hearing a nearby commotion, the scout blinks and turns to see a crowd moving towards the main gate of Bandle. He makes his way across the rooftops to see what was going on, nearly falling off in surprise when he sees none other than Gragas bounding into town. Quickly, Teemo hops down and clears a way through the other yordles in an attempt to halt the Rabble Rouser.
"Hey! Gragas! Hold it there, big guy! Uh... what brings you to Bandle today?"
The small scout folds his arms and gives Gragas a very stern, inquisitive stare.
"Hahah, Temmo, it's beeeeen a while, don'tcha *hic* think?" Gragas grinned sheepishly, shifty his shoulders awkwardly as he noticed more and more yordles joining the already large crowd around him. All he needed to do was to get Fizz to the water supply undetected, and he would make as much of a scene as he possibly could.
Gragas noticed a dish on top of one of the nearby buildings. Curiously, both for effect and for himself, Gragas stroked his chin. "Hmm...what is that dish doin' there? How did it *hic* get there...guess there's one way to find out!" Gragas made a made dash in an attempt to scramble to the top of the building with the dish on it, shoving some yordles out of the way to do so.
Post by The Tidal Trickster on Apr 6, 2013 3:26:17 GMT -5
While Gragas distracted the yordles, Fizz was moving into the city unnoticed. He had taken a fairly large amount of the Sobriety Smasher with him in a case that was better for him to carry than one of Gragas' kegs, but it was still quite heavy. He moves through the side streets and at times climbs to the roof of a building to avoid being spotted, but starts to wonder. Where would the yordles have their water supply at?
As he continues making his way through the city, he looks at every street sign he can to figure out where the supply would be. It started to look like Gragas would have to make quite the distraction if Fizz couldn't find the supply soon.
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Apr 6, 2013 14:21:59 GMT -5
Rumble had been accompanying Teemo in setting up the dishes. The mechanic was currently inspecting the dish Teemo had recently set on the rooftop of a building. However, Rumble soon heard what sounding like an elephant stampeding through the city.
"Huh, I wasn't aware we kept elephants in the zoo," Rumble muttered, before he turned his gaze towards the direction where the sound was coming from. Once he did, though, his eyes caught sight of Gragas running straight towards the mechanic.
Rumble, who was currently situated right next to the dish, hollered out to Gragas as the bulky man began climbing the building. "HEY! WHAT'YA THINK YOU'RE DOING, FATSO?! GETOFF FROM THERE!"
Post by The Swift Scout on Apr 6, 2013 14:28:50 GMT -5
Immediately as the scout noticed Gragas' movements, Teemo whistled loudly. About the same time the large man had made his way to the rooftops, three scouts were closing in on his position from adjacent roofs while Teemo himself was making his way up the side of the building at a decent pace. The three scouts, once they were near enough, made a combined effort to halt Gragas using a series of ropes to grapple his legs and stake them down into the wooden rooftop. Chances are they wouldn't stop the big guy, and would probably end up doing a bit of property damage, but at least they might trip up his footing and cause him to slip and fall on the slightly inclined surface.
Post by The Megling Gunner on Apr 6, 2013 16:29:29 GMT -5
Tristana was running towards the site of commotion, while carrying her gun with her. Since someone had informed the Meglings about a hulking man-thing making quite the ruckus, they had sent Tristana, who'd figured that it was either Gragas or Malphite, to check it out.. When she sees Gragas climbing a scaling a building, she prepares a buster shot while yelling to the top "What the hell is going on? Get off, I'll warn you once more!" She aims her cannon at Gragas "Off, or I'll shoot you off!"
Gragas's drunken stupor was beginning to grow in strength. Little did the large man know, he had accidentally slipped a magical root that he had been meaning to test out in a different brew. The root's effects were unknown to Gragas, however, if he had researched the plant, he would have learned that it increased the potency of alcohol in a brew by a huge amount.
Gragas stumbled towards the dish. He was too intoxicated to even acknowledge Rumble's cry of alarm towards him. However, as the ropes began to tighten their grip around his legs, Gragas was slowed considerably.
"Hmmmmm?" Gragas wondered out loud, trying to stretch to get a glimpse of what was impeding his movement. However, this caused his foot to slip on a roof tile, and Gragas landed right on the edge of the roof, his feet floating above the gutter.
"Ehhhhhh?" Gragas suddenly stopped attempting to move when Tristana pulled out her signature cannon and pointed it at him. "Whaddda ya want, lady?" Gragas asked curiously. He knew she had a weapon, but the Rabble Rouser was simply too intoxicated to talk to Triatana, or anyone for that matter, in a serious manner.
Post by The Tidal Trickster on Apr 7, 2013 8:10:16 GMT -5
Hearing the voices of the Yordle champions from the direction of where Gragas was, Fizz continues searching for the water supply. Didn't seem to be in this part of the city, as there were no signs about it anywhere in here.
He starts to make his way to the next part of town when he notices that someone is looking at him. He turns to look at the person looking at him, who happens to be a yordle child hanging on to his mother's hand while the mother is engaged in a long talk with a shopkeeper. Rumours no doubt. Fizz brings a finger in front of his mouth and makes a sign that he hopes that the child would stay silent, and then winks as he continues on to the side alleys to not be spotted. The child turns to his mother and loudly says.
"Mommy! I saw Fishy here! The Champion!"
"Fishy? Fizz? What would he be doing here darling? You must be imagining things."
"I saw him mommy! He was there!"
"Sure you did honey, sure you did."
The mother pats her child on the head and chuckles as she turns back to the conversation with the shopkeeper.
Fizz moves through the streets, until he comes across a sign, a promising one at that. It would seem that the water supply was somewhere in the area... but the sign is not clear enough. Fizz will have to figure out which of the buildings in this large part of the city is the one he's looking for. Sighing, yet grinning, he continues looking.
Post by The Swift Scout on Apr 7, 2013 15:35:07 GMT -5
Teemo groups up with the other scouts, moving to Gragas' location immediately. The other three surround the large man as the captain steps closer, cautiously.
"Look, Gragas. I can see you're a little drunk, as usual. Actually you look very drunk. At any rate, I'll still have to ask that you climb down from here and carefully explain what you're doing. Otherwise I'll have to resort to force."
Post by The Mechanized Menace on Apr 8, 2013 0:46:21 GMT -5
At the sight of Gragas lying on the roof whilst being tied down by the scouts, Rumble could only facepalm and sigh. The mechanic walks over to the large man and crosses his arms disapprovingly.
"Oi, get yer belly off of the building already. And make sure ya don't do any damage to it! I don't wanna have to move this dish to a new place."
Post by The Tidal Trickster on Apr 8, 2013 13:16:37 GMT -5
Now on the exact opposite side of the city from where Gragas is making the distraction at, Fizz continues his search. Even though a lot of the populace is over at the other gate wondering what Gragas is doing, Fizz knows that the cask he has with him would make it clear that he was up to something. Then again, simply his presence would be a hint.
So, for these reasons, he continues to moving through the side streets and roofs whenever possible, the latter being the less-favored choice due to being quite visible if someone decided to even glance upwards. By now, he'd been searching for what had felt like ages. Gragas had done well being a distraction, but no doubt it wouldn't last much longer. It was good that Bandle City wasn't as large as most cities above the sea, but it was still quite large to find a certain building from.
Then he comes across a large building with a very large pipe in it's side. This had to be it... it would be now or never... but first, he would have to find a way in without being spotted. So, to do this, he starts to circle around the side streets again around the large building to find an open window, a hatch on the roof, anything that would let him get inside without being spotted. The mighty shark was close to it's quarry... now nothing would hold it back.
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