The Bloodbath

[ali]

Jun 18, 2016 12:01:43 GMT -5 ali said:

Intro | Hypatia Anning

Attack 1 | Hypatia Anning | 5173

Hypatia Anning {district three tribute}

Hungry for the kill, but this hunger, it isn't you Voices disappear when you are speaking, in somber tunes I will be the wolf and when you're starving, you'll need it too

Her feet pounded against the magmatic rock sending pebbles scattering off into the dull darkness. She was headed straight for chaos, she could feel it. The second law of thermodynamics stated that all things start out at a constant but eventually- like the universe itself- would fall into chaos. Time was the same, moving forward, never being able to go back, was all controlled by that law of thermodynamics; eventually time too would become chaotic. Hypatia just wondered how long until the chaos caught up with her but she quickly pushed the thought from her mind and focused on the task at hand. Her eyes scanned the ground ahead of her, desperate to find a weapon as her heart beat solidly against her chest. She could hear the footfall of other tributes but the darkness made it difficult to see anyone unless they were close enough to touch her, but at the moment, Hypatia felt alone. In this lonliness, her gaze spotted a knife, fashioned out of bone or some sort of pale material, in amongst the plethora of treasure before her but as she darted to grab it, she was suddenly not alone any more. She scowled, lashing out with her hands and fist before grabbing the knife.

[Hypatia Anning attacks Kizzy Turren unarmed]
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[5173 -- Gash/Bruised Left Collar Bone -- 3.0 damage]
[Hypatia Anning picks up Knife]

unarmed

[jess]

Jun 18, 2016 12:00:39 GMT -5 jess said:

emmery johnson | d5f | intro

my heart pounds beneath my chest as i run towards the cornucopia of weapons strewn around on the ground. weapon. that's what you usually get first, right? so you can succumb to the barbarism of the games. that's what he used to say, so i take those words and i grab the closest weapon- i don't even know what it is- and swing it at the nearest target.

Attacks Lucrezia Unarmed
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{picks up makeshift flail}

[dice roll fixed by Chaos]

“unarmed”

[L△LIA]

Jun 18, 2016 12:01:47 GMT -5 L△LIA said:

[scout krigel, intro]

[scout krigel, attack 1, 5065]

— and the most awful of all the scheming, fiending monsters is the Winter Imp. His breath is the North Wind of December, soaring outward to chill the bones of any girl beloved by summer, attempting to kill them for their outrageous love of sundresses and bare feet. Traitors, he calls them. Snow falls from his lips as he plots to kill anyone that is too young or too beautiful, because he is a horrible, hateful, fugly little imp and this... this is the creature that has captured the Pegasus Queen and trapped her in a pit too dark to tell the difference between soaring toward the sky and falling even further into the depths of the earth —

[scout attacks ross, unarmed]

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[bruised right foot - 2 damage]

[scout picks up a carved bone sword]

unarmed

[aya]

Jun 18, 2016 12:01:01 GMT -5 aya said:

[roger strangways-teach, intro]

[roger strangways-teach, attack 1, xxxx]

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His sister's in his head — his real one — cursing the Gamemakers, the architects, the president on his behalf. No water? You're kidding me. That's gonna be hard for you, Rodge, you'd better think of something. Course, it was a desert last time, when Krigel won.

He looks around for Scout — he should get to her, she'll be looking for him. She'll find him? She'll find him. It's more important that he get something... to defend himself with, he supposes. Or, hell, to kill people with. That's what he's here for, isn't it?

It isn't as though the prospect of actively murdering anyone ever bothered him.

Setting his sights on a sharp... doesn't matter. It's sharp. It'll do. He throws an elbow at... who? he can't remember — and stoops to scoop up the sharpened horn of some great beast.


[attr="id","rSpeech"][roger attacks petra, unarmed]
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[result]

[grabs sharpened horn knife]

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[Arrows]

Jun 18, 2016 12:10:34 GMT -5 Arrows said:

[Bailey Truus / Attack One / 5077]

Bailey truus

Judgement day begins to fade as the first recess of the session is announced. Bailey can feel her heart beat quicken as her muscles tighten. Through the fray she had lost all but Kizzy and she could only hope the other two still drew breaths into their chests. Bailey's fingers clutched tightly to Kizzy's arm as they began to sprint across the dimly lit land. Kizzy's eyes remained locked on the road ahead while Bailey kept her crossbow risen to the back. Everything was fading while Bailey's panting increased. Every stride they took they got further and further from the enemy and further away from a verdict of guilty. Freedom was calling their names as blood hung to them like clothing. They had lived for now but Bailey was not prepared to rest. No sleep would greet Bailey until Iona and Weaver were by her side so with a solemn stare to Kizzy she pushed onward by his side with only the concern for those she cared for plaguing her mind.

Bailey Truus Flees The Bloodbath With Iona Holbrook
Bailey collects any remaining intact arrows
Bailey uses F/A on Self

[Marsh Deluca D5M [tribsit]]

Jun 18, 2016 12:10:38 GMT -5 Marsh Deluca D5M [tribsit] said:

[HEATHCLIFF | ATTACK 1 | 5002]

[HEATHCLIFF | ATTACK 2 | 2103]

H E A T H C L I F F

With the world spinning around them, how many souls were free? They lumbered this way and that way, more than aware that chaos was in control. Could they have known, and the tributes, too, that their eyes were less important than their hearts? Travers could step forward and to the side, his footwork still a dance. They were calm, despite the storm swirling around them. District two was not terrible for that—knowing that violence was just a symptom of the great picture. No need to be distracted by the result.
Travers angled up on another tribute, soaking in the fear and stealing courage within them. They could see that this was no time for fear. Get through to the next day, live longer, live, live. A settled rhythm captured through their feet. A will to continue. To go.
[Heathcliff attacks Percy Delacroix with KNIFE]
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[Heathcliff picks up Fjallraven backpack]
[Shallow Cut on Stomach -- 4.0 damage]

Made by Frankel

knife

[Python]

Jun 18, 2016 12:00:17 GMT -5 Python said:

Machaon, Attack 1, 5173

Machaon, Attack 2, 1147

When a girl crossed his path, his instinctively lashed out with his fist. He had never wanted to strike a girl but desperate times called for desperate measures. She could be capable of killing him. He sprinted past her and dove for the first object he spotted on the cavern floor – it was a vicious looking sword carved of bone. His project in the training center had been amateur in comparison.

[attacks Renee – sword]

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miss

[grabs backpack]

sword

[chelsey]

Jun 18, 2016 12:11:51 GMT -5 chelsey said:

[Cedric, attack 1, 5018]

[Cedric, attack 2, 14027]

I thought I saw the devil this morning Looking in the mirror drop of rum on my tongue With the warning to help me see myself clearer

The grip of the gem-studded hammer felt wrong - a lot in the same way the daggers felt wrong at his private training session. The weapon itself is too heavy, weighed down by its excessive embellishes and the promise of the lives it would take. He drags it in the dust behind him as he runs from whatever’s out here to get him. His breath becomes thick with fear and anticipation, and his palms sweating and threatening to let the weapon slip through his fingers.

When he bumps into the next body, he raises it without hesitance. He lets it fall without regard to consequence.

[Cedric Lane attacks Kizzy Turren; spiked blunt]

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[gash/bruised right hand; 3.0]
[Cedric Lane picks up Fjallraven backpack]

spiked blunt

[Tom]

Jun 18, 2016 12:11:25 GMT -5 Tom said:

[Minos Vallanso D5M|Attack #1| 5195]

[Minos Vallanso D5M|Flee]

M I N O S

The air was intense, his body felt like it was in overdrive. Natalie, Daniel, and Hypatia were somewhere in there. Fighting just like he had done, but only he was weak. A weak corpse with nothing to go off of. His mind told him it was wrong to attack, but his body forced him to. His hands felt rough, especially his right one. He swung at someone who he couldn’t see. A corpse who swung. His adrenaline was telling him to flee. Run away before it was too late. Fight of flight. Fight or flight. He was a survivor. Even if it meant fleeing from the mayhem that was going to occur. A mask of kindness upon his face was getting harder and harder to take off, it was nice having memories with people he got to know. He couldn’t fight them, not there, and definitely not then.

His legs moved swiftly, carrying him away from the mayhem. All he wanted to do was cry, his trusty knife in hand as he made his escape. Fight or Flight, the latter was better. It’s what he had done before. His mother’s words on his mind. Leave me Minos, Leave. That’s what he was doing, leaving the death sentence to go die another way. He was a survivor, but survivors didn’t win, only fighters did. A sigh escape him as he continues his fleeing. His body tells him it’ll be okay, but his mind knows that nothing will ever be okay again. This was his life now. A hellish place where everyone is the prey.

Made by Frankel

(Minos flees Bloodbath)

[gamemaker sloane ♕ kaяi ♕]

Jun 18, 2016 12:10:12 GMT -5 gamemaker sloane ♕ kaяi ♕ said:

Jun 18, 2016 12:00:43 GMT -5 gamemaker sloane ♕ kaяi ♕ said:

[lucy eckhart | intro]

[lucy eckhart | attack 1 | 5038]

[lucy eckhart |attack 2| 3014]

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I'm not sure if I made any contact or not, but I honestly don't care. It doesn't matter if it's a waste or not because I'm able to wrap my hands around the object I was after. I pick it up and examine it carefully. It's beautiful really. A snake wrapped carefully up the long spear. I let my fingers delicately trace the outline, I'm mesmerized. It takes me a minute before I realize I should actually do something with it. I take a deep breath, and swing at whatever is closest to me.

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[attacks renee; serpent staff]

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[dg on bicep - 8.0]

[grabs fjallraven backpack]


spear

[D6f Carmen Cantelou [aza]]

Jun 18, 2016 12:11:40 GMT -5 D6f Carmen Cantelou [aza] said:

[petra vipointe, attack 1, 5192]

[petra vipointe, attack 2, 14137]

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i've been through the days
when bright love turns into hate
you bend and you bend till you break
till the lights all gone

My feet hit the ground, bang bang, with each step.

I look and catch sight of Percy but concentrate on what really matters in the moment: survival. 

Foes were closing in all around me like waves to the shore, nowhere to escape and hide because it's a mess. Hearts thrown together and forced to fight; I swore I'd never let them taint me, never let them change me.

Wooden promises would only rot, it should have been expected, why did I think there was longevity in them?

Why did I trust myself? 

A war wages in my mind, but it is mirrored before my eyes.

i've been knocked down on my own
when the water's too deep and too cold
sleepless so many nights
with a broken heart running wild

[ petra vipointe attacks iris ]

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[ 14137 -- BLOCK -- 0.0 damage ]

[ petra picks up fjallraven backpack ]

spiked blunt

[Deleted]

Jun 18, 2016 12:11:13 GMT -5 @fabulousraven said:

stevie masinova | attack 1 -- 5025

stevie masinova | attack 2 -- 14062

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry -- I don't know how to say it. The word is stuck on the tip of my tongue and I'm scared, my fingers wrapped, coiled on the hammer, I can't do this. I can't, I'm not supposed to live, I want to be calm, take death by the hand as I planned and I'm shaking. Oh Ripred save me, they're all here, everybody's I've seen and everybody I've been with and talk to and become friends with and I punched some girl's foot as I tripped and fell.

Fuck.

I'm okay though, I'm okay and I don't know if that's good or not and I grab for straps in the pile as I roll on the ground trying to get on my feet, screaming curses all the while.

[attacks Renee]
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[14062 -- BROKEN JAW -- 7.0 damage]

[picks up bag]

200+14000

[{7F} Iris Flower-Oak [Tribsit]]

Jun 18, 2016 12:12:06 GMT -5 {7F} Iris Flower-Oak [Tribsit] said:

Iris Flower-Oak attack #1 / 5183

Iris Flower-Oak Attack #2 / Result

I R I S

I don't want to fight. I don't want to kill. I don't want there to be pain and suffering and loss and tears and all things that make this world an inhuman place. There are people in this bloodbath who are like me. We volunteered to die. I'm sure there are other's in here like me who just wanted to help save a life, but I also know there are people here to kill and hurt and destroy until they are the last one standing which wi never happen because they are fighting an endless battle against those in the capitol.


And the capitol has a stronger thirst for blood than any tribute that they send into the hunger games.


I wish I didn't need to fight, but I do know it is not my time to die yet. "I'm sorry..." I whisper softly before lashing out yet again.



[Attacks Percy, flail]

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[Broken left femur - 7.5]



(Picks Up backpack)

<3 U Frankel. Ty for the table

flail

[Kire]

Jun 18, 2016 12:10:47 GMT -5 Kire said:

[Ross Wolfe // Attack 1 // 5085]

[Ross Wolfe // Attack 2 // 1133]

Ross Wolfe

With the weapon now in your grip, you spin towards the girl you struck at. She had struck you as well and now that you had a weapon you would exact another attack on her. Without panic or sound, you bore down on her. Mach showed up as you went to attack again, also going for the girl. A moment of subtle rippling within you disquiets the stillness you had been trying to hold onto, but you settle yourself before raising the weapon. It was a good thing you had practiced with a number of weapons, since now you could at least hold the thing properly. You felt the iciness start to rise within you and welcomed it. Things were so much easier when you didn't feel. Instead of the girl, though, you changed your target at the last moment. The girl was running away, no point attacking the coward.

[Attacks Kizzy - sword]
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Deep Gash on Back -- 8.5 damage

sword

[thompson harvard - d2b - arc]

Jun 18, 2016 12:12:04 GMT -5 thompson harvard - d2b - arc said:

[daniel tate, attack one, 5027]

[daniel tate, attack two, 4099]
They trip, and I’m not one to fill with emotions due to causing pain to another. They should know that people will fight for their life just as bad as they will and if they feel betrayed or hurt by it- it must be pretty difficult for them if they get out of this centered home. It’s a fought life that they all preserve the best to their ability. Even if it means shoving away the possibility of another’s life, it’s all for themselves.

Survival of the fittest is a better quote that should be used for this life.

Backpacks scatter around and they all are of different colors, bright- almost colors that resemble the happiness of others. But they don’t belong in this place. There is no happiness in whatever is to remain of this hell, this life that they’ve been provided to. I wear shorts that seem awfully too short for my liking (luckily they aren’t short enough to where everyone in Panem can see what only those who are special can).

You see, if I were to be in the ‘let’s be all happy and positive’ mood, I’d probably comment on how good my legs look right now but they’re probably uglier than the blood that will pool on the ground before me. I quickly load an arrow and fire in the direction of someone who does not ring a bell in my mind.

Though, the only thing that rejoys through my mind is the passionate thought of keeping myself alive.

For Blanche.
For Marzanna.
For Sue.
For Blair.

For those in my life that actually cared. Picking up one of the bright colored backpacks, it’s my destiny to keep fighting.

[attacks kizzy, bow]
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[picks up backpack]

bow