Okay, with the reboot being as good as it is, I figured we'd add a ThunderCats Loop thread. Both the old and the new are acceptable. Now let's see what kind of damage we can do.
This first one is fairly unsubtle, so I won't say exactly what I did here.
"Have you not considered that if technology real, then so are the things of your worst nightmares?" Mumm-Ra taunted.
Lion-O blinked and paused as if he was unsure of where he as after after witnessing his father's death at the hands of Mumm-Ra. He looked around in confusion before he remarked, "What in Thundera?" seemingly ignorant or unconcerned with the lizards aiming their weapons at himself and Tigra as they led the pair away from Claudus' body.
"You are all insects to Mumm-Ra the Ever Living!" the undead sorcerer crowed as be blasted away Jaga's clerics with hardly an effort from his point high above the arena where Claudus had been killed.
That exclamation got the reaction that had been lacking as Lion-O looked up to see the red cloak of the greatest enemy the Thundercats has ever faced. His young face grew hard as he spat in a voice that sounded so like his father's that it actually startled Tigra. "I don't think so, Mumm-Ra. Sword of Omens, come to my hand. I, Lion-O, Lord of the Thundercats, command it," Lion-O demanded as he help out his hand toward the recently fallen from of his father.
Everyone in the arena, Lizard and Cat alike, were shocked as the Eye of Thundera flared and the sword obeyed the command is if by magic and flew into the outstretched hand of the Prince. "Now, Mumm-Ra, I think it's time we sent you back to your crypt once more. Thunder. Thunder! Thunder!! Thundercats Hoooo!!!" Lion-O shouted. With each "thunder" he spoke to moved the sword in a series of what appeared to be defensive strikes and parries that made the blade of the sword grow before holding it above his head as he shouted "thundercats ho," and the ancient crest of Thundera appeared in the eye before extending out like a spotlight to fill the night sky as a deafening roar echoed over the landscape for all to hear.
For some reason, Tigra, the Cleric Cheetara, Jaga, two wily street kittens named Wilykit and Wilykat, and Snarf could not look away from the sight in the sky as their eyes glowed a vibrant yellow. As the symbol finally faded from the sky, Lion-O was already in motion, leaving the lizards overwhelmed as the by all accounts inexperienced and untested price tore through them with the ability and skill of a seasoned warrior. Even more vexing were the apparent focused blue lasers Lion-O could project from the Sword of Omen with the shout of "Hoooo!"
Mumm-Ra could only look on in shock as Claudus' boy made his way toward Mumm-Ra himself with apparent ease. "Well cub, let's see what you can do," the mummy taunted with a sneer as he fired a blast of energy at the younf lion that was easily parried by Lion-O's blade.
"I think it's time you faced the light, Mumm-Ra," Lion-O shot back before shouting "Ho" one last time before as the cat's head symbol flashed to life again and bathed the scion of the Ancient Spirits of Evil in red light.
Mumm-Ra screamed in pain as the light burned him before collapsing into dust with the exception of a small beetle that flew off toward the the Sand Sea to recuperate and figure out what went wrong.
Meanwhile, Lion-O looked down at the still stunned faces of Cheetara and Tigra as he jumped down to meet them. "Tigra? Cheetara? How did you two get so young?" he asked with a look of confusion.
The pair were unable to answer as Lion-O continued, "It doesn't matter right now. We have a mutant attack to repel. We can deal with whatever new trick Mumm-Ra has pulled after we send Slythe, Monkien, Jackalman, and their cronies packing. Come, my friends. We're needed. "
With that said Lion-O threw himself into the lizard hordes with a cry of "For the Code of Thundera!"
"Mutants?" Tigra asked.
"Monkien? Jackalman?" Cheetara asked back.
"Maybe he hit his head? Or he was underwater too long recovering Father's body?" Tigra suggested.
"For now, perhaps you two should spend more time helping him rather than puzzling out his words. After all, it wouldn't look right to make the new Lord of the Thundercats repel an attack single-handedly," Jaga interjected with a stern look that got the two younger cats into action.
Once they were gone, only Jaga, Snarf, and an unconscious Grune remained in the arena, surrounded by the corpses of fallen from both sides. "Hmmm, I forgot what it felt like to be solid," Jaga said to himself with a smirk.
Snarf would have replied had his body been capable of human proper Thunderian speech. Instead, the faithful "pet" grumbled out an irritable "snarf, snarf." before taking off to get a better view of where Lion-O was. That boy never could take care of himself without old Snarf there to help him.
This first one is fairly unsubtle, so I won't say exactly what I did here.
"Have you not considered that if technology real, then so are the things of your worst nightmares?" Mumm-Ra taunted.
Lion-O blinked and paused as if he was unsure of where he as after after witnessing his father's death at the hands of Mumm-Ra. He looked around in confusion before he remarked, "What in Thundera?" seemingly ignorant or unconcerned with the lizards aiming their weapons at himself and Tigra as they led the pair away from Claudus' body.
"You are all insects to Mumm-Ra the Ever Living!" the undead sorcerer crowed as be blasted away Jaga's clerics with hardly an effort from his point high above the arena where Claudus had been killed.
That exclamation got the reaction that had been lacking as Lion-O looked up to see the red cloak of the greatest enemy the Thundercats has ever faced. His young face grew hard as he spat in a voice that sounded so like his father's that it actually startled Tigra. "I don't think so, Mumm-Ra. Sword of Omens, come to my hand. I, Lion-O, Lord of the Thundercats, command it," Lion-O demanded as he help out his hand toward the recently fallen from of his father.
Everyone in the arena, Lizard and Cat alike, were shocked as the Eye of Thundera flared and the sword obeyed the command is if by magic and flew into the outstretched hand of the Prince. "Now, Mumm-Ra, I think it's time we sent you back to your crypt once more. Thunder. Thunder! Thunder!! Thundercats Hoooo!!!" Lion-O shouted. With each "thunder" he spoke to moved the sword in a series of what appeared to be defensive strikes and parries that made the blade of the sword grow before holding it above his head as he shouted "thundercats ho," and the ancient crest of Thundera appeared in the eye before extending out like a spotlight to fill the night sky as a deafening roar echoed over the landscape for all to hear.
For some reason, Tigra, the Cleric Cheetara, Jaga, two wily street kittens named Wilykit and Wilykat, and Snarf could not look away from the sight in the sky as their eyes glowed a vibrant yellow. As the symbol finally faded from the sky, Lion-O was already in motion, leaving the lizards overwhelmed as the by all accounts inexperienced and untested price tore through them with the ability and skill of a seasoned warrior. Even more vexing were the apparent focused blue lasers Lion-O could project from the Sword of Omen with the shout of "Hoooo!"
Mumm-Ra could only look on in shock as Claudus' boy made his way toward Mumm-Ra himself with apparent ease. "Well cub, let's see what you can do," the mummy taunted with a sneer as he fired a blast of energy at the younf lion that was easily parried by Lion-O's blade.
"I think it's time you faced the light, Mumm-Ra," Lion-O shot back before shouting "Ho" one last time before as the cat's head symbol flashed to life again and bathed the scion of the Ancient Spirits of Evil in red light.
Mumm-Ra screamed in pain as the light burned him before collapsing into dust with the exception of a small beetle that flew off toward the the Sand Sea to recuperate and figure out what went wrong.
Meanwhile, Lion-O looked down at the still stunned faces of Cheetara and Tigra as he jumped down to meet them. "Tigra? Cheetara? How did you two get so young?" he asked with a look of confusion.
The pair were unable to answer as Lion-O continued, "It doesn't matter right now. We have a mutant attack to repel. We can deal with whatever new trick Mumm-Ra has pulled after we send Slythe, Monkien, Jackalman, and their cronies packing. Come, my friends. We're needed. "
With that said Lion-O threw himself into the lizard hordes with a cry of "For the Code of Thundera!"
"Mutants?" Tigra asked.
"Monkien? Jackalman?" Cheetara asked back.
"Maybe he hit his head? Or he was underwater too long recovering Father's body?" Tigra suggested.
"For now, perhaps you two should spend more time helping him rather than puzzling out his words. After all, it wouldn't look right to make the new Lord of the Thundercats repel an attack single-handedly," Jaga interjected with a stern look that got the two younger cats into action.
Once they were gone, only Jaga, Snarf, and an unconscious Grune remained in the arena, surrounded by the corpses of fallen from both sides. "Hmmm, I forgot what it felt like to be solid," Jaga said to himself with a smirk.
Snarf would have replied had his body been capable of human proper Thunderian speech. Instead, the faithful "pet" grumbled out an irritable "snarf, snarf." before taking off to get a better view of where Lion-O was. That boy never could take care of himself without old Snarf there to help him.