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thearena2012-12-05 02:11 pm
polyturtle) wrote in thearena2012-12-05 02:11 pm
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oooooh no
WHO| Crazy monster Don, the Gamemakers, and OPEN!
WHAT| DEATH!...Mainly Don's.
WHEN| Near the end of Arena 04
WHERE| On the cliffs! Who cares where. :D
WARNING/NOTES| Death. And...well, death.
Don didn't count how many days it had been since he'd mutated. His bestial mind didn't register any of it. All of Don's intelligence and sentience had been long gone, as out of sight and out of mind as all of the victims he'd racked up during the Arena.
But even in this form Don wasn't immune to the radiation. If anything he was more vulnerable. Large sores covered the beast's arms and legs, and small chunks of his plastron and shell were chipping off, revealing blood. From his snout, a strange clear liquid came out when he leaned down.
He was unraveling and he didn't even know it.
WHAT| DEATH!...Mainly Don's.
WHEN| Near the end of Arena 04
WHERE| On the cliffs! Who cares where. :D
WARNING/NOTES| Death. And...well, death.
Don didn't count how many days it had been since he'd mutated. His bestial mind didn't register any of it. All of Don's intelligence and sentience had been long gone, as out of sight and out of mind as all of the victims he'd racked up during the Arena.
But even in this form Don wasn't immune to the radiation. If anything he was more vulnerable. Large sores covered the beast's arms and legs, and small chunks of his plastron and shell were chipping off, revealing blood. From his snout, a strange clear liquid came out when he leaned down.
He was unraveling and he didn't even know it.