Man Want {M E A T} ||Day Two Mandate~

[Gone5eva]

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I awoke to the loud sound of music around me. My body lay across a warm boulder, my gaze rising high into the sky overhead, the darkening horizon swifty growing blacker and blacker. Two of those faces I realized, Hades had killed- Keanu Frost and Thistle Cardo. I cringed, knowing I had a hand in their death.

But the final three came as a shock.

'Mary Ellen Goulding'

'Mizar Roxen'

The anthem died away, and an eerie sound echoed all around me. For just a moment, my eyes closed, and I realized what they were- Kodama. A groan echoed through my lips as I lifted my still, aching from from the fading warmth below, sitting upright with my arms assisting me.

My left hand crumpled and I emit a scream of pain as I stumble and slip off the boulder, maybe four or five feet onto the ground. The joint is clearly broken, but it has been put into a splint using straight branches and a tear of cloth from my strange shirt. After the sharp shooting pain goes away, the fingers of my right hand rise to my cheek, and I gingerly touch the flesh there. I've reopened the gash on my cheek.

Ow.

I stumble about and lift the things that fell around me to my lap. I dig into the new backpack, curiosity burning through my flesh. A cape... It's colored gold.

This belonged to Mizar. My body trembles as I dig and search more, finding more and more of her things- something gently pokes against my flesh and upon withdrawl, I find a flail.

I shove everything back in, except for the Golden Cape and the green war paint. I nest below the stone, and wrap the cloth around my body. The night may be cold, and the fabric may help. I do not dare light a fire, not tonight. Others may be searching for Ares and I.

My mind wanders as I rest and think about what may have happened the day before. I recall bits and peices of the bloodbath, my stomach turning. Still I am covered in blood, and a sickening feeling rises in my gut. I toss the axe back onto the boulder, and crawl up the smooth surface with any holds my fingers can find. The smaller beasts should leave me alone then, and I'm comfortable enough I could attack them if I must in the dead of night.

I dream.

I dream I stand on the edge of the world, staring donw down down into the dark abyss below. Hesitantly, I step free from the boundries of the living, and plunge into the darkness of death.

A scream splits my lips as I fall further and further.

CRASH

I land on the dusty ground below, and stumble to my feet. I must have been writing atop the boulder. Around me lies an inky blackness, the full moon overhead dictating my path.

Fuck, I guess I should leave then.

I pack everything into my bag, and turn towards the boulder- my cheek hurts once again. I gaze into the shiny silver plaque, and notice the gash extends from the bridge of my nose in a straight line to my left temple.

I wipe away the blood there, and step back to take in the boulder once more, my stare locking into the name etched upon the rock- 'Storm Jay'

A shudder races down my spine, and I turn, abandoning the rock as I start my journey. I can't stay here. Maybe Ares got the same idea, and started heading North? My footsteps kick up tiny patches of dust, the clouds qickly fading away as I wander through the Earth area. The terrain transforms quickly, as though an invisible barrier lines the entire arena. The land is now black, and patches of molten rock light the entirety of this portion of the arena.

The wind blows hot around me, and I can only think of the distant volcaneo. What if it erupts?

Nah.

I wander through, until I find a place tucked away well into the landscape. My body sits, and I rest with my back against the backpack behind me, clutching the Gold cape around my body. I do not sleep, I do not move, I simply watch the stars and moon overhead trapped forever in their playful dance. I wondered exactly what those tiny pinpricks of light were made of, and I imagined new ones forming as a human died. It seemed far fetched, but I could hope, right?

Daylight soon overtook the land, and my heart raced. Day two. Day of slaughter. Carefully I rose, the cape clinging to my form. I heard snortling and snuffling nearby, and I drew the Axe Mizar so graciously gave me. I wish it would have saved her life last night.

I had never seen a creature like this- it had pointy spines all along its back and sides, and I nervously swallowed as I approached it.

If this was happening, I'd need more confidence. A little half-assed swing of the axe would do nothing against such tough hide. The blade lifts high in the air as I charge at it, swinging down with all of the might deep in my gut.

The creature's leg pops right off with a sickening SSCHHHWUUMP

Oh gods. That was a lot easier than I expected.

[Henry used stealth!]
[Henry attacks Boar Q Pine with Axe]

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Severed Right Arm at shoulder - 10 damage + 1 for strengthaxe

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BUMBLEBOAR.

The Boar-Q-Pine was a cranky creature. Some would argue that this penchant for crankiness was inherent in his genetic makeup, but Bumbleboar wasn't particularly concerned with where his prickly (pun very much intended) personality came from. As he ventured out of his den that morning, he was in an even more foul mood than usual, and eager to play out his frustrations. Unfortunately, the only other creature he'd seen around was that large scaly-fiery-roary thing. Bumbleboar fancied himself an intelligent Boar-Q-Pine, thank you very much, and was not nearly so foolhardy as to go messing around with something so much bigger than him.

The hairless-skinny-awkward-walky thing coming toward him, however, seemed like a much more likely target.

Wrinkling his snout in speculation, Bumbleboar clopped over to the thing, intending to scout out exactly what it was. Before he could decide whether or not it was prey, however, the thing brought its claw slashing down through his arm in a spurt of red.

Bellowing angrily, Bumbleboar staggered backwards, staring down the thing with wild eyes. Any question of a fight was certainly resolved now.

[Attacks HENRY with SPINES (KNIFE)]
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[Shallow Cut on Chest -- 4.0 damage]

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[Gone5eva]

PFFF

HOWCAN YOU EVEN WALK

OMG

I FEEL GUILTY DEFEATING SUCH A MAJESTIC CREATURE

-Filler two-

[Henry attacks 'BUMBLEBOAR' With an axe]

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Shallow cut on left calf- 3.5 damaeaxe

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BUMBLEBOAR.

Stumbling backward with a pained, angry snuffle, Bumbleboar fell into a slow, limping orbit around the silver-claw-hairless thing. What was it? He could only distantly remember such things, walking on two legs and with no fur or spines, mere ghosts of memory from his childhood. But the ones he remembered had not been so dangerous, wielding large, shiny claws not so different from those of the scaly-fiery-roary thing that made its den atop the mountain in the distance.

Regardless of what it was or how it came to skirt too close to his lair, Bumbleboar put his head down and charged once again. The Boar-Q-Pine was a cranky creature, and this strange adversary had more than awakened his wrath.

[Attacks HENRY with SPINES (KNIFE)]
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[Miss -- 0.0 damage]

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[Gone5eva]

The creature's spines trembled against my chest and for a breif moment, I saw the sweet embrace of death.

NOPE.

My body went well into overdrive, slamming the blade of my axe into whatever part of the beast I could find. Already the thing seemed to be struggling due to the lack of a front limb. My hands grew weak as I thought about it. I caused this animal's suffering, and I would be the one to put it out of its misery. I wondered about my allies from the night before, and who attacked them. Obviously the battle was bloody- I was covered in not only my own gashes, but blood from what I could pray was someone in an enemy alliance. I was sure we were attacked, but Hades would not share the information with me.

I suppose he thought I could not handle it. Either way, Mizar and Mary-Ellen were dead, and gone from this miserable arena. I was alone, without Ares to be seen anywhere. At least I had this stupid axe.

And I'd soon have a nice cut of meat if I could figure out how to rip it apart in a safe way.

[Henry attacks Boar Q Pine with Axe!]
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Severed right hand at wrist- Damage=9 + 1 for Strength =10 damage

Okay, so now I have this dead, hulking beast before me.

And I'm covered in its blood.

I exhale deeply, and stare down at the monster I've slain. A thought springs to my mind, and I carefully strip down to nothing, laying out the strange ensemble the gamemakers put me in side by side, my arms crossing against my bare chest.

This thing has a lot of blood in it.

Scary smelling blood.

I lift the axe and slit the throat of the creature, lifting the boar over my shoulder to bleed it out onto my clothes. Crimson liquid splashes down, coating most of it, and as the stream slows to a trickle, I set the beast down. I go to work, quickly coating my clothes in the thin black soot everywhere, as it attaches to the sticky blood. My heart pounds in my throat as I move, slicing out the internals of the beast how I learned back home.

After I lay out the chunks of meat I want, I start a fire with one of the bundles I've collected. Still nude of course. who wants to wear sticky clothes? I place a thick rock right in the middle of the blaze as it rises, and toss the meat there to become Jerky-like.

I stare down at the mark the animal left against my chest, and gently pull at the flesh there. It hurts, but not enough to cause any real lasting damage. Maybe a small scar. Either way, I patch it up, and wait for the meat to finish.

A few moments pass, and I gently poke at the clothes to see if they are yet dry. They slide on with a bit of difficulty, and they smell horrendous, but hopefully other mutts will leave me alone. I pull the meat from the stone, place it in the bag, and kick out the fire.

Not like it'll do anything to the barren landscape.

I sigh, and abandon the carcass, leaving it behind with the remains of the fire.




[Henry gets meat from Boar Q Pine] (Cuz that b is edible)
[Henry lights a fire and consumes one bundle of firewood]
[Henry cooks meat from boar q pine]
[Henry uses first aid for -3]
[Henry has fled the battle]



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