Bloody Baboons (Scarface vs. 3 Ice Monkeys) DAY 3
Oct 23, 2011 15:19:22 GMT -5
Post by Ev on Oct 23, 2011 15:19:22 GMT -5
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Dialect-0000FF
My back is bloody with a hole below my ribs. A hole, punctured by that horrible animal, it's sharp, elongated horn. I, now limping, reach the end of the ice sheet, back in the direction from where I came from, and I feel the cold whisp of air brush by my face. My hood is tightly pulled over my head, my hair tied in two pigtails, one of themcasually poking out. My hands hide within my jacket sleeves, which seem to do no good for my fingertips, my hands now bare after ripping my gloves. I think back to the room, pulling on my thick, heavy clothing, burning up with exhaust, desperately wanting to rip the clothes off. Now I am here, in the dark night, wishing for even more.
I hope Midas is allright. He deserves to win this game, i'm not strong enough. Sure, I'm physically strong, I sliced the side of that animals head right open, not letting it's roaring anger get the best of me. Midas was asleep, in the jungle, when I left to hunt. I was hoping to find anything that could keep Midas warm, find firewood, even a clean source of water, but all I found was an encounter with death. I felt death brush the side of my face, I saw it's eyes gleam with excitement, it tickled my neck before it went away. I was scared. I'm not strong enough, my back is carved, my legs gashed up, my chest tight and painful. I wouldn't be able to kill anyone, kill any more animals, defend myself. Now I stood here, alone in the night, hoping for some miracle to look me in the eyes, for me to catch it.
I push the rucksack further over my shoulder, now heavy with meat. After I killed the narwhal thing, I carved it clean. First I cut it's stomach open and removed its intestines. Then I scraped of it's flesh and fat and cut them into chunks. I cut the sharp horn off of its head, bloody, but still sharp. I finished by flipping it on its back and carving a hole. It was revenge, in the same spot that it had skewered me, I only wished it were still alive to feel the pain. I felt bad for it, I didn't have to kill it, I could have run away, but I felt this sensation, this overwhelming sensation, that makes me want to kill things. Kill- everything.
I clutched the top of the horn and I pushed the point into the ground, using it as a very handy cane, now emerging from the frozen ice sheet. It was too dark to see clearly, but I knew I wasn't walking on frozen water anymore. I stop and I listen to the cold wind, screaming in my ear. I don't know where to go, my eyes closing with weariness, my legs locking with pain. I see a slight incline in the ground, a mound of soft snow, and I decide to rest. I lay the horn down next to me and I lie on my back, pulling the hood over my eyes. I relax for about 2 seconds, the most heavenly two seconds I have felt in a long time, and it's over. Suddenly I rip the hood off my face, sit up and my pigtails whip around in the wind. I hear the sound of the anthem, and my eyes widen with fear. "Don't be Midas, don't be Midas!" I say.
I see the beautiful blonde girl's face from District 7, alone, and my heart calms. I sigh with relief and I pull a couple strands of hair off of my face, running my hand back across my scalp. I gently grab onto my pigtails and twist them around nervously. I don't see Midas and I smile, the first smile that I remember letting out since before I was reaped, the first REAL smile that is. He had survived and the sensation that he was watching the anthem at the same time was beautiful. I knew at that second, we both started off with a new rush of motivation, determined to find each other. I immediately stood up one again and brushed the snow off of my blood stained snow pants and it falls on the ground like rain. I grab the rucksack and the horn and I start to walk- faster than I was before.
"Good job Midas." I whisper, now desperate to find him. Even though he was safe, still alive, I had no idea what state he was in, if he had gone crazy, if he had been attacked, or if he was taking his last breath. Our time was short, so I started to speedwalk. Suddenly I catch the glint of gold and I know where I am. It felt eerie, to be standing in the same spot where 9 had been killed two days ago. I could almost feel their spirits, glaring at me. It was too dark. I found my way to the actual cornucopia and I felt the cold metal against the skin of my hand. I needed to find him, but I had no choice other than to wait for day break.- - - - - -
I roll onto my side and wrench in pain as my chest pressed against a hard rock. I immediately sit up and open my eyes. It was day. I must have fallen asleep at the cornucopia, and I felt lucky that no one had found me. With my arms bracing my back, I squint my eyes from the daylight, still muddled by dark clouds. I wondered if it was going to rain, my throat screaming for water, but I knew that the gamemakers wouldn't be that generous. Midas! I quickly move on my feet and stand up, dizzy with exhaustion. I can see the outline of the woods and the jungle where I had left Midas, and I headed towards it. I could hear shuffling, rattling almost, but I didn't care. I just wanted to find Midas.
I see the outline of a boy in the distance, moving in my direction. He is tall, strong, and has no jacket on. It must be him. "Midas!" I yell, now running. My face beams with excitement and my eyes move at a rapid pace, making sure no one will hear us. As I near him, now only hundreds of feet away, I stop immediately. I see a group of monkeys, small but vicious looking monkeys, staring at me. They must have heard me yell. Shit! I carefully draw my dagger and glare at them with a bitchy hatred. Don't mess with me! I thought, but before I can even attempt to negate them, I see the sharp tail of the first one barreling towards me. Raising my dagger, I summon all of my rage, all of my fear, and I strike.
[Attacks: ice monkey (dagger)]
[dice=200+2000]
Deep Gash on right thigh- 9.0 damage
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