3ngag3
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
- Location
- The Pits of California
Zeffwas in a bit of a pickle. A couple of hours ago he had broken into a home that he thought was unoccupied. From what he heard, there was supposed to be a lot of valuables inside ripe for the taking. The opprotunity was just too great for him to pass up, so using his expertise, he slid into the house undetected to check if there was anyone home. If he only knew that this normal looking home belonged to a ninja, then he wouldn't be running frantically trying to get out of the place, avoiding spiked walls, poison darts and trap doors along the way. His comical screaming would surely have awakened anyone inside the house...or the dead, which Zeff was about to become if he didn't escape.
Then, daylight! An exit appeared before the theif and without a second thought, he ran straight for it. If he had only taken a second to think it over, he wouldn't have sprung the trap that dropped an iron pot on to his head, knocking him into a daze. There he lay, swirls in his eyes and a broken look on his body. Surely if Zeff were found by the owner in this spot, he was as good as gone.
Then, daylight! An exit appeared before the theif and without a second thought, he ran straight for it. If he had only taken a second to think it over, he wouldn't have sprung the trap that dropped an iron pot on to his head, knocking him into a daze. There he lay, swirls in his eyes and a broken look on his body. Surely if Zeff were found by the owner in this spot, he was as good as gone.