Aaron looked out across the calm blue sea, the slight rock of the boat shifting him back and forth. The salty smell of water and fish filled his nostrils. He exhaled slowly taking in the beautiful world around him. Quickly being pulled away from the side of the boat Aaron went sub level descending down the stairs to the docks. He was on the third level out of five. He quickly waltzed down the aisle to the sub level exhaust room. A pipe was loose a few bolts and another one was a bit down on pressure. With a wrench and a couple of pushes of buttons and everything was back to normal. He strutted out with his rubber boots squeaked annoyingly at every step. A red strobing light flashes and a searing siren blared. He was stunned at the sudden noise but then he darted to the top of the ship, the large metal trapped door clanked shut. "What is the meaning of this?" Aaron shouted at the door."
"Hold up."
"Hold up."
(before I respond, did he get trapped inside of the ship or outside of it?)
(Inside.)
(hmm... My plan may or may not work then :c)
(Sorry.)
(tell me if you're okay with it, and if not, I'll delete my posts)
The ship was suddenly rocked by a very powerful force, which made the entire vessel creak and groan as it was moved. Aaron would suddenly be thrown agaisnt the floor of his ship as it was pushed aside by a massive bronze leg, which in the process knocked the trap door completely off of it's hinges.
A massive, bronze robot who's body seemed to be made of a flexible variant of the metal, was walking forwards through the water. He was weilidng a spear in one hand a massive bronze shield in the other. The red cape flowing over his shoulders and the helmet atop his head made it painfully obvious that he was a spartan.
"What place is this?" he asked aloud, his words starting out in ancient greek and warping into english.
The ship was suddenly rocked by a very powerful force, which made the entire vessel creak and groan as it was moved. Aaron would suddenly be thrown agaisnt the floor of his ship as it was pushed aside by a massive bronze leg, which in the process knocked the trap door completely off of it's hinges.
A massive, bronze robot who's body seemed to be made of a flexible variant of the metal, was walking forwards through the water. He was weilidng a spear in one hand a massive bronze shield in the other. The red cape flowing over his shoulders and the helmet atop his head made it painfully obvious that he was a spartan.
"What place is this?" he asked aloud, his words starting out in ancient greek and warping into english.
(...)
(I'll take it that means you're not okay with it?)
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