Awards Killing Game 2x2: Moon of Hope (Signups/Lounge)

[Power Flotzo]

...

It's been over two years and a half since the incident. Ever since then, I have awaited my chance to prove myself, to show that one person I met in college that they should not underestimate me...

And now, with the Killing Game afoot, that chance has arrived.

 

[Lin Beifong]

NARWHAL:
I don't know what's wrong with that boy!

TUNDRA:
So, the hunt went that badly then?

NARWHAL:
Honestly, I'm at my wit's end with that runt! I THOUGHT pulling him into this was the right thing to do. I mean, he has to be good at SOMETHING, no? And whelps can do it! Hailstorm did it at half his age.

So after an hour of nothing, I went to check up on him, and what did I see? He was staring down a polar bear cub. Just, completely frozen, not a drop of ferocity, not even a single twitch.

TUNDRA:
So he didn't kill anything?

NARWHAL:
Of course not! Oh he went after it when I yelled at him to get his act together. But it got away. Of course it did, with how bungled that whole operation was! I don't get it! He goes to all the lessons, you're making sure he's staying diligent, I lead him by example where I can... How does he keep screwing up the simplest things??

I have to report this to the Queen. Others saw it too. His rank is going to drop even further.

You know how HUMILIATING it is, to be related to someone who is bound for dropping to the seventh circle? Glacier is going to drop my own rank for siring such a disgrace!

TUNDRA:
This is probably a bad time to mention, but I've found more creature drawings hidden under his bed.

NARWHAL:
Oh not again! Please tell me you got rid of them.

TUNDRA:
Yes. don't worry. I ripped them up, soaked them in hawksblood, and threw them out for the bears this morning.

NARWHAL:
I don't understand what is wrong with him. Why can't he be normal, like his sister?

TUNDRA:
Are you going to punish him?

NARWHAL:
What is even the point? It never takes! After today I have half a mind to break his wings and throw him down a ravine.

If we had known he would turn out like this... Maybe you should have stepped on his egg. We could have kept Icicle and rid our family of the stench of failure!

TUNDRA:
There there, dear.

NARWHAL:
... What do we do now? If he keeps dropping in rank, we will be sure to follow him by association. We'll lose the house at the palace and be relocated to the outskirts.

TUNDRA:
We will do nothing. He is going to grow up, and once he is old enough, he will be drafted into the war. If he is as inept as you say, he will do something stupid and get himself killed.

So we let it play out, we'll be the grieving parents everyone expects us to be, and Glacier will promote you for siring a martyr.
That way, for the first time, he will finally have done something to make up for the grief he has caused us.

NARWHAL:
You're... You're right. Of course.
You always know, that's why I chose you.

I can't wait for that little mistake to be off our backs.

TUNDRA:
It's the least he can do.