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Charlie ([personal profile] lovelyassistant) wrote in [community profile] thearena2014-12-10 12:58 am

I'm not always like this; it's something I've become.... [Signless; Terezi; OTA Catch-All]

Who| Charlie and Signless; Charlie and Terezi; Charlie and OPEN
What| The monster isn't locked up anymore...and it's getting awfully dark.
Where| In the abandoned parts of the space station.
When| Week 1
Warnings/Notes| Violence, gore, potential nightmare fuel and body horror. Watch this space for additional warnings. Actually open to positive CR, believe it or not, for monster!Charlie if a fight isn't your bag! Just ask!

[For Signless]

This is...even further removed from the island than the mall was.

The initial trip through outer space had been more than a little jarring for a girl of the nineteen-tens like Charlie, and honestly, she's mostly just surprised that she made it onto the space station at all. Like the last arena, she's trying to lay low - meaning to spend as much time as possible simply avoiding a fight with anyone else. Exploration. Survival. That's what's important, and she clings to it.

She's found her way into the bowels of the ship, creaking and deserted - a familiar concept - and she scavenges as quickly and quietly as she can. Something feels wrong, but she can't quite place it, throwing her focus instead to the important task of making a spear. You can always make a spear. A rod, something sharp, something to lash them together. Tried and true, and useful for hunting and defense both.

Peering into a dark room from a corridor lit by flickering bulbs, she spots a glint off of a long, sharp shred of scrap metal - likely a shelf that had broken over time (or, god forbid, had been broken by something) - and she carefully crosses through the twitching electronic door, stepping into the shadows.

Just inside the grip of the shadows, she halts.

"...No."

Instantly she recognizes her mistake - recognizes the sensation of pressure, of cold, of something inside her threatening to force its way out. Charlie tries to move, tries to turn to the light...but it's too late.

She falls to her knees, her scream echoing down the hallways and through the abandoned rooms before she claps both hands tight over her mouth.




[For Terezi]

The beast has found a little time to get her bearings again. She's slowed by stagnancy, to be certain, but she's gaining her strength back...keeping to the shadows, making her way through the station in hopes of finding something to eat. She comes upon some horrible thing, an inside-out mass of organs and teeth, and only pauses a moment - gathering her energy.

A roar echos off of the walls, and it doesn't belong to the mutant. It rears, squelching, launching itself at the lumbering figure.

With a sickening snap, the creature is dispatched.

Now she stands over it, clawing at it with massive talons, trying to find meat somewhere in the mess of offal. She's not paying any attention to her surroundings, crouched there in her pitch-black corner...she can only see that she's not going to get any food out of this.

She's not happy about it.



[Open to All]

Throughout the abandoned parts of the space station, a low, rumbling growl can be heard. Something is skulking in the darkness, out of sight, but by no means avoiding your attention. No...not avoiding you.

Something is stalking you. Something is interested, watching you from the shadows. Something is hissing, crawling, roiling her way along, waiting for you to step for just an instant out of the light.

Something hungry.
69problems: <user name="penstab" site="tumblr.com"> (xtra | Run)

[personal profile] 69problems 2014-12-14 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
For the second time in as many weeks Signless hears a scream in the dark lower levels of the station, and for the second time he has a fast and fierce debate over whether he should investigate. He does still have his pocket knife and his taser so theoretically he should be fine and on that logic he presses forward toward where the voice came from.

A form takes shape beyond a stuttering doorway and his pulse quickens when he realizes who it is. Is she hurt? Did a monster get to her? He knows they wander down here and he knows that while she can protect herself, she isn't a particularly violent person. It's not unreasonable to think she may have been caught off-guard.

"Charlie! Are you alright?" he says in a loud whisper, moving as though he intends to kneel next to her.
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[personal profile] 69problems 2014-12-16 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
It says a lot about exactly how long he's been in Panem and how many arenas he's been through and how much complete bullshit he's seen that the Signless doesn't scream. He takes several steps back and his heartbeat quickens to a deafening pace but he doesn't scream and he doesn't run. Charlie is still his friend, and while what she's doing scares the hell out of him it also makes him worried for her.

Is this what she spoke about in the last arena? Is this the monster she told him she had the misfortune of holding inside herself? It doesn't look like anything else he's seen in this arena thus-far and given what she's already told him...

Is he going to die?

"Charlie, if you can hear me, this isn't your fault. Anything the monster does -- I won't blame you."

He at least wants the last thing she hears as herself to be something reassuring.
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[personal profile] 69problems 2015-01-15 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
Shit. Shit, shit, shit. He flattens himself back against the shut door, light-sensitive eyes allowing him to see just a little even in the pitch-black. The form before him is monstrous, unlike anything he'd imagined and yet worse than all of it combined. Charlie is in there somewhere, he's sure, but he has no way of reaching her and no way of escaping.

He keeps his eyes on the barely-there outline of her claws, body tense, prepared to dodge should she decide to attack.
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[personal profile] 69problems 2015-01-27 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
He throws himself sideways in an attempt to keep out of range of those claws. Maybe if he can just lead her around the room, keeping to the edges, until the door opens again... he doesn't see what other choice he has but to keep running and dodging if he wants to live. At least it will be entertaining for the viewers.