The Bloodbath

[sbeeg]

Oct 27, 2018 9:00:32 GMT -5 sbeeg said:

[Temple Jones D10F | Intro]

[Temple Jones D10F | Attack #1 | 5157 ]

Instantly, everything goes wild. Like the cattle stampeding over fences and through barns, the tributes attack the cornucopia with a special kind of vigor. I had watched the Bloodbath every year on television, but the screen in no way prepares you for being in it. For the disorienting rush of adrenalin flooding your mind, sharpening every color and heightening every sound. Feet smack against the asphalt, metal clangs as swords are drawn across the concrete.

Necessity calls me to action. I grab the end of my dress, yanking it and and sprint for the the pile of supplies so carefully displayed in the middle. Knives and crossbows leaned against piles of food. Bags and jugs were scattered around the area as well and my mind focused on a single thing- arming myself. I would be nothing without a weapon in hand. I stumble into the pile, reaching out for the pile of throwing knives neatly wrapped with a bow. They could skin an animal, carve weapons, and do just about anything I could possibly need in the Arena. I wasn't going to waste my time trying to learn how to load a crossbow, I was going to come at the Games with a simple knife.

However, tributes closed in on every side, hands grabbing for everything. A hand reached out, if it was for the knifes I'm not sure, but panic filled my stomach. The idea of someone else grabbing them and leaving me empty handed was too much.

So I slapped them.

[Temple Jones D10F attacks Minx Ahlstrom d5M | unarmed]
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[Gash/Bruised Left Knee -- 3.5 damage]



[Grabs Throwing Knives (5)]

unarmed

[Deleted]

Oct 27, 2018 9:00:48 GMT -5 marguerite harvard d2a (zori) said:

[Quest Hertz | Intro]

[Quest Hertz | Flee]
[googlefont="Aguafina Script:400"]

Quest Hertz

Us against the world
And every heartbeat felt like
This is what we deserve

The gong sounds, and we’re off running.

“HEY SHY. WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?” I call out, body suddenly in motion. I can see a few head my direction and already know that we’re going to be dog piled. There was some prior planning to all of this, I’m sure. Maybe it was the fact that I got a one, maybe it was my chipper attitude, maybe it was just that they didn’t like red heads. But I didn’t want to find out. Instead, I dodged and ducked, and pushed past another pair. Maybe it was the adrenaline but I don’t think I’d ever really had the ability to outrun anyone. I spy Shy out of the corner of my eye and grit my teeth.

“Come on kid. Now’s not the time to be a hero!” I yell out, and reach for him. I throw him into a shopping cart and run, not wanting anything that might be here.

[Quest flees, aiding Oliver Wren]

[kap]

Oct 27, 2018 9:00:42 GMT -5 kap said:

[Oliver Wren | Intro]

[Oliver Wren | Attack 1 | 5161]

Oliver Wren

Chaos. Total and utter chaos.That’s what was going on in that very moment, and, to be entirely honest, I was kind-of enjoying it, which was actually a bit of a frightening thing to me. I was never one to enjoy chaos and violence, at least back home, but now, right in that moment, I was enjoying it. I wanted to fight. I wanted to claim the items that I deemed rightfully mine, fighting others off from them, and I wanted to win.

I was going to try to do just that, and the only way to do that was to fight. It was time for Oliver Wren to make an impression on the world. Panem would know the name of this year’s District Eight male tribute because he fought hard, and perhaps even won, not because he gave up without trying.

[Oliver Wren attacks Lexandriy Lionel unarmed]
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[5161 -- Gash/Bruised Right Hand -- 3.0 damage
(Unarmed)]

[Oliver Wren picks up his Machete (sword)]

unarmed

[pearl mcclain d4 [ryan]]

Oct 27, 2018 9:00:32 GMT -5 pearl mcclain d4 [ryan] said:

[ Anatalia Morrisen // INTRO]

[attack number 1: unarmed]

anatalia morrisen.

Annie jumped off that pedestal and ran towards the center of the cornucopia. She was not afraid of anything after all, so nothing would stop her from running into the ether.

She looked around for a moment before eyeing a weird cart that she had never seen before.

She saw the chaos around it, but she ran towards it and threw a punch in the air hoping that it would connect with someone. She didn’t care who it was, after all, this was kill or be killed, and nothing was going to stop her from killing someone after all.

She then grabbed the shopping cart that had a knife in it with it. She smiled, knowing that this was going to come in handy.

---

Annie attacks Auto Grand Theft with deez hands. || unarmed
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---

Picks up Hunting knife

unarmed

[Knuckles]

Oct 27, 2018 9:00:31 GMT -5 Knuckles said:

{ Faux Rhodes | Intro }

{ Faux Rhodes | Flee }

Faux Rhodes

Sometimes he learns from watching. Harbinger fled early. Crusader. Weaver. All of them ran away, and Faux wants to do the same. At this moment, he's running around searching for those he cares for. Oliver, Fiona, Carmen. They're here somewhere trapped within the walls of the shop. But loneliness creeps across his skin; every hair stands on end -

Fiona!

He sees her running away from the fight as well.

An exasperated sigh leaves his chest as he sprints towards her. His district partner and Oliver are lost within the walls of the fight, and Faux wants to find them;

They'll be okay.

They have to be. They're both strong. At least that's his hope. Faux continues running after Fiona until they're side by side. He turns towards the fight one more and whispers "They'll be okay." Not for anyone else, but for himself. Imaginary thunder echoes through the sky.

The storm is here, and Faux's ready to take part in the war that's raging on. He's a gladiator marching down the narrow path where only one will reign supreme.

{Faux flees with Fiona}

[Arianna Taylor [D11F] Trib Sit]

Oct 27, 2018 9:00:45 GMT -5 Arianna Taylor [D11F] Trib Sit said:

Fiona|Intro

Fiona

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I want nothing more than to escape this hell. I don't care if I have tokens or devices for death, all I know Is that the first step I need to accomplish is to get my alliance out of this place and we regroup. Weapons will come later. We will fight to find our needs, but what good is going after things if you end up dead before you get to use them? 

[Fiona Flees with Faux the bloodbath]

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[Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy]]

Oct 27, 2018 9:00:38 GMT -5 Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy] said:

[Eve Renner, D2F // Intro]

[Eve Renner, D2F // attack #1, unarmed // 5170, bruised left hand]

Everyone takes turns
Now it's yours to play the part

The gong sounds, and I realize a little too late that I’m not prepared to move from my plate.

My feet stay glued as the world swings into motion around me, but I can’t--

I can’t move.

My eyes search the day for my allies, but I don’t find them among the fray. The sun is shining too brightly in my eyes, holding me locked in place.

How can I be sure of where to go?

I feel an overwhelming urge to run from the battle,

but I think it says something that I don’t.

I take one single, shaky step off my plate.

And another.

And another.

Keeping those that would harm me away with my bare fists.

[Eve attacks Minx, unarmed]
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[5170, bruised left hand]


Eve picks up Item #1, Longsword


lyrics: One More Time With Feeling by Regina Spektor

unarmed

[thompson harvard - d2b - arc]

Oct 27, 2018 9:01:04 GMT -5 thompson harvard - d2b - arc said:

[hell mo, intro]

[5093 | attack one | hell mo]

 hellion mo.

Instant chaos.

There’s no other way to describe it, my feet hitting the ground and the others as well, almost like a stampede of buffalo or a semicircle of starving children when a loaf of bread gets thrown into the middle. We were running for our lives, running for our desire to live.

For me, it wasn’t desire to live at this moment. Looking around, seeing up and down. For me, it was my desire to do something. The name Hell Mo has always been squandered by the bright shining light everyone else provides. I don’t want to be known as the girl from Twelve, or the girl who was named Hell.

I want to be known as Hell Mo. A person. A warrior. Someone who did something.

My fists were my only weapon, and the first face I saw was my only target.

[hell mo attacks max, unarmed]
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unarmed

[aya]

Oct 27, 2018 9:00:25 GMT -5 aya said:

[ lex_lionel_7f // intro ]

[ lex_lionel_7f // attack 1 // 5029 ]

She can't resist — she hops onto the back of the shopping cart and lets her momentum carry her towards the goods in the center. The front left wheel is gummed up with hair and dirt and dust and refuses to move at any reasonable speed, while the front right sputters uncontrollably.

That's no good. There's another coming up, surely that one must be better.

She launches herself from the back of the busted shopping cart towards her new one, her sharp elbows digging into — well, someone's something anyhow.

[attacks anatalia unarmed (elbow)]
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[5029 -- Miss -- 0.0 damage]

[retrieves throwing axes (4)]

unarmed

[Elite Hops D4M [sitter]]

Oct 27, 2018 9:00:33 GMT -5 Elite Hops D4M [sitter] said:

[bette sublino | intro]

[bette sublino | p1 | attack]

As the gun fires she begins her sprint, darting towards the cornucopia with a stable hair. She’s not quite a sprinter, not quite a long-distance runner - the path here, to the cornucopia, is ideal. She spied the others on her left and her right, flanking her in as they all scramble towards this tower of goods. What a mess she thinks as the carnage runs up to meet them.

But there are no alibis here, no way to escape the oncoming wave - so she turns towards the closest person to her and throws out a punch.

[attacks sable delamore | unarmed]
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[miss]

[picks up crossbow + 10 arrows]

unarmed

[L△LIA]

Oct 27, 2018 9:00:49 GMT -5 L△LIA said:

[Denali Lyons, Intro]

[Denali Lyons, Attack 1, 5104]

( d e n a l i v i c t o i r e l y o n s )







t e e n a g e r s
scare the living shit out of me
they could care less
so long as someone'll
b l e e d

If there is an art to running in an evening gown, it's certainly not in the repertoire of a finger painter. The best that can be said about the way I throw myself forward with a fist full of lace in one hand and empty desperation in the other is that I cannot be bothered with fear in this moment. Heat radiates from the asphalt until I could swear the air shimmers and sweat runs a river down my spine, drawing damp pictures into the back of my dress that feel the way a Rorschach test looks. It's a butterfly, maybe, or one of those overly clever skull illustrations that doubles as women kneeling down in prayer. I'll take any help I can get.

(Denali attacks Maxwell unarmed)

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(5104 — Bruised Back — 2.5 damage)

(Denali picks up a Cleaver)



( teenagers by mcr )

unarmed

[napoleon, d2m ₊⊹ 🐁 ɢʀɪғғɪɴ.]

Oct 27, 2018 9:01:21 GMT -5 napoleon, d2m ₊⊹ 🐁 ɢʀɪғғɪɴ. said:

angel de costa | intro

[ angel de costa | attack one - unarmed | 5176 ]

 angel de costa.

pandemonium breaks asunder and devours me whole. the silence is cut short, by hurried paces and breakage of rickety bones. it’s the eye of the storm which we have caused. “parson!” i scream amidst the fray, at the top of a worn pair of lungs.

“parson!”

a metallic creak sounds and he’s here, pushing a trolley ahead of him. “get in, we will see what we can get in there!” the proposal is ludicrous, but i don’t refuse, hopping inside swiftly.

the cart moves as feverish as our heartbeats.

“grab what you can and put it in with you!” brown optics roll at the command—and there’s even a retort uttered. “I have got two hands, please stop jabbering.” yet, fingers scout after a flash of silver and manage to hunt down a spiked blunt. its handle is cool to skin, its jagged ends a promise for bloodshed.

“no, i am going to take you for a ride.”

“i hope it's a good one.” eyes register the surroundings and a person, close. i don't dare to acknowledge who it is as fists try to shove the figure out of our winding path.

“because i don't want to die yet.”

[ angel attacks ‘auto grand theft’ | unarmed ]

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5176 -- TRIPPED -- 0.5 damage (unarmed)

[ angel picks up spiked blunt ]

unarmed

[Carmen Stirling 11F (TribSit)]

Oct 27, 2018 9:00:54 GMT -5 Carmen Stirling 11F (TribSit) said:

[Carmen Stirling // D11F // Intro]

[Carmen Stirling // D11f // Attack 1 // 5104]
Everything is running, crushing, falling around you and you cannot stop. You continue on your way to the huge pile of random things. There are only the strangers’ bodies and a frantic heart that’s tearing apart your ribcage. You are alive, running for your destiny.

In this moment, you are not afraid to think that Cathy is watching you, it gives you strength. If you just manage to snatch a weapon for yourself… Any weapon at all…

Run, run, run…

Someone is in your way.

Thwack!

Not anymore… You just hit someone, made them hurt, maybe made them fall and… no, you couldn’t have murdered anyone just by kicking them. But the fear is already building up inside you, flooding your head...

You feel like you need to yell something, just to let it all out. To let your frustration form a distinct sound.

You snatch a weird spiked thing in your arms and run again, away from this mess.

[Carmen d11f attacks Lexandriy d7f; unarmed]
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Attack 5104 [Unarmed] is *BRUISED BACK*, +2.5 dmg
[picks up spiked blunt.]unarmed

[Flynn Garner d6m [Tribsit]]

Oct 27, 2018 9:02:13 GMT -5 Flynn Garner d6m [Tribsit] said:

Introduction | Parson Cham D6M

  Unarmed | Attack 1 | Parson Cham D6M

I stumble into one of the wheeled carts, gripping onto its handle. There is no thought into its purpose, a random object to accompany me in this campaign. A shield perhaps?

Angel!

Sight of him guides the cart towards my district seven companion. ”Get in, we will see what we can get in there!” Angel literally flops himself into the metal and crate and I just push. The glass doors are already open so the plan of smashing through them is diminished. ”Grab what you can and put it in with you!”

”I have got two hands, please stop.” Angel moans as we crusade through the entrance of the building. ”No, I am going to take you for a ride.”

Parson attacks Auto Grand Theft | Unarmed

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Parson picks up Item 1

unarmed

[WT]

Oct 27, 2018 9:00:51 GMT -5 WT said:

[Wander Sibley D4M|X | intro | no dice]

[Wander Sibley | attack one | 5066]

Wander barely takes in the Cornucopia—just an open sea of white-lined black ground—as ve sweeps vis gaze first to Annie with the same tiny wave ve gave her before their training sessions, then away to the left. There's Eve, sure enough—not in a dress, what the hell, Jizav, that was an option?—and past her Bette. Temple is nowhere to be seen, blocked behind stuffed wheeled baskets, but for a moment Bette locks onto something to her left and Wander can only hope that that's Temple.

There's a plan. They aren't far apart. This isn't going to be pretty—today's gonna suck, Caddy, Ripred, ve hates knowing that the kids have to watch this—but they can do it.

The floodgates open.

After the Reaping, Wander knows better than to count on plans. One last lucky star must still hang up there, though; against all odds ve makes the short sprint to Eve without obstacles, and when ve pulls up alongside her, she looks unharmed.

"Hey," ve says, mostly so Eve knows it's ver, and continues scanning the crowd for Bette and Temple. In the short time ve looked away the crowd swallowed Bette, but she can't have gotten far—maybe, hopefully, toward Temple. As ve inches through the chaos, periodically glancing back to make sure ve hasn't strayed too far from Eve, ve does spot part... forget numbers, part later, of that plan: a cart with a set of loosely bound spears balancing precariously over a pile of Ripred knows what else. When Wander pushes past someone and tugs one free the rest topple into vis arms; with a soft "whoof" of effort, ve shoulders them as best ve can while still wielding that first one. It sweeps out around ver as ve turns, the weight of the dress following incongruously softly at vis feet, to continue searching.

[Wander Sibley attacks Sable Delamore, unarmed, and claims javelins (5)]

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[Block - 0.0]

unarmed