[Day 4] Wrestling Round 4

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WRESTLING: ROUND 4

Welcome to the Wrestling event of the second Panem Olympic Games! The wrestling mats are located within the Olympic Arena, with stands for spectators traveling from Districts One, Two, Four, and the Capitol to watch the competitors. Television cameras are set up around as well, to broadcast the event to anyone staying home as well as to the other districts who aren't as lucky and competent as you all! Please be sure you stretch and warm up with your coaches before you're called to the starting block, and remember, make your district proud!

The wrestling event is a tournament, which follows a bracket. Each match will occur on this thread. Feel free to roleplay your character grappling with their opponent and then paste the code [*roll range="1-15"] without the asterisk into your post and roll, as you would with a Hunger Games die. This number is used to determine the winner of each match.

The competitor who scores higher than their opponent moves on to the next round, which will be posted on a new thread. As the wrestlers post, the winners and scores will be recorded here; when all the first round matches have been completed, the bracket will be updated and the next round will start.

There is NO POSTING ORDER; you may post whenever you please. Keep in mind that this event must be wrapped up by the end of the Olympics Day.

Roster - Round 4
Championship:
Tyrannus Rex vs. Brody O'Rourke

Bronze Medal Match:
Ella Dahl-Moreno vs. Kiefer Degraw


Bracket




TL;DR
Dice: [*roll range="1-15"]
Deadlines:
Round 1: 08/23 ~11:59pm EST
Round 2: 08/28 ~11:59pm EST
Round 3: 09/04 ~11:59pm EST
Round 4: 09/09 ~11:59pm EST

[gamemaker kelsier]

T Y R A N N U S

In the very end of it all, it does not matter what body is beneath him in particular as long as he can be in pain or in lust, as long as he can physically feel something to tell him that he is so much more than just the shadow that has followed Tarquin Rex around for all of time and all of space. To lock his legs around the head of an opponent, to feel the struggle and the burn as his arms are wrenched out of his sockets, it's true bliss.

It is better to lose and to feel anger and betrayal rather than to love. It is better to be the asshole before the person you need like a missing piece can betray you first. If there is one thing he learned of while growing up in a house full of power hungry careers, it's that for success, for the chance to win, those you love will toss you under a train.

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[Artemis]

Brody was disappointed that he didn't take home the gold medal.

But it didn't matter; it was close. Tyrannus Rex was just the tiniest bit faster, or better trained, or something; in any other case he might have scowled and found someplace (or someone) to work out some aggression for the fact that he'd just lost. But this was being broadcasted on national television. Sure, the Peacekeepers would be watching, but there was only one opinion he cared about.

Nolan O'Rourke would be immeasurably proud of him regardless of whether the medal around his neck was silver or gold.

That was all that mattered.

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[L△LIA]

sleeplessly embracing
butterflies and needles line my seamed-up
join encased in case I need it
in my stomach, for my heart
chain mail

Bitterness festers between my teeth until I'm gnashing my jaw at every face that dares to meet mine. I lost. I was promised victory and I lost. The worst part is that I can't scream foul play and so the recognition in the Rex boy's eyes feels like borderline shame when I prowl past him to take my place for the final match. The queen's crown has been stolen and heads will roll, because even if I can't have gold, I'm sure as hell not leaving here empty handed.

To make matters worse, the other guy duking it out for the top two spots today is the Keeper from my drunken beach celebration a few days back. There had been as much skepticism in his eyes as mine that afternoon and now I'll never get the chance to knock it out of him, despite knowing that I could. Given a rematch, I could take Rex down too. If I lost again? I'd keep going. Five matches. Ten. A thousand.

I've never been one for defeat. The answer is always double or nothing.

If Rex is going to beat me, then he had damn well better be the one to beat everyone. As it is, my opponent today is an unknown face, but that won't save him from my displaced rage. I bare my teeth at him and lunge, grappling against skin and muscle... anything to fill these empty palms.

[Ella Dahl-Moreno vs. Kiefer Degraw]

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[Round Four: Result]


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[umber vivuus 12b 🥀 [dars]]

mhm wip. idk is this even still valid?

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