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Who: Azula, her victims, and eventually the one who kills her.
What: Azula's last round.
Where: The forest
When: Week five
Notes: Violence, death, Please report to have your character maimed or killed. If you'd like to discuss how, or volunteer to be the one to kill Azula come to this post here.
The waters were rising.
Every day they loomed closer to the Labs. The long stretch of deadly water that was creeping up on Azula and Diana's chosen campsite.
The Gamemakers were driving them together. They wanted everyone closer and closer together so that they would be forced to kill. Much more entertaining that way.
And Azula was more then happy to entertain.
With her wounds wrapped she felt an ache that wouldn't stop. She knew her skills had degraded due to her injuries. Knew that the others were better equipped.
But she wanted it more. Needed it more. Even if she lost this arena she needed the world to see that she was still worthy of respect. She should still be feared.
Her reputation was tarnished, but she would not see it destroyed. Even with the moments of intimacy and tolerance between her and Diana would not be enough to lose her the hard earned respect that she had fought tooth and claw to gain.
...would it?
What: Azula's last round.
Where: The forest
When: Week five
Notes: Violence, death, Please report to have your character maimed or killed. If you'd like to discuss how, or volunteer to be the one to kill Azula come to this post here.
The waters were rising.
Every day they loomed closer to the Labs. The long stretch of deadly water that was creeping up on Azula and Diana's chosen campsite.
The Gamemakers were driving them together. They wanted everyone closer and closer together so that they would be forced to kill. Much more entertaining that way.
And Azula was more then happy to entertain.
With her wounds wrapped she felt an ache that wouldn't stop. She knew her skills had degraded due to her injuries. Knew that the others were better equipped.
But she wanted it more. Needed it more. Even if she lost this arena she needed the world to see that she was still worthy of respect. She should still be feared.
Her reputation was tarnished, but she would not see it destroyed. Even with the moments of intimacy and tolerance between her and Diana would not be enough to lose her the hard earned respect that she had fought tooth and claw to gain.
...would it?
Silent as a shadow she crept through the forest. Her weapons were few but effective in her hands.
A rope.
Poisoned wooden stakes.
A folding knife.
And her bear trap.
These would be the tools of their destruction. These would be the tools that ensured when she returned to the capitol there would be no mistaking her for being weak.
Who would be the next victim in her quest for glory?
Closed thread for AndrAIa and Diana
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im so sorry for the late reply T_T this week has been harsh
Death thread, closed to Diana and Azula
A few of them had taken longer than she'd expected, and she had to move when she heard the T-Rex nearby. But, all in all, she had sufficient weapons now. It was just a question of using them properly, at the right moment, against the right enemies.
Or - when it came down to it - on herself.
She had no problem with that. But first, to test them. And, soon enough, she found her targets, camping out, obviously allied.
From afar, she waited. And watched.
Pre-death Thread
He was not in a very good mood when he stumbled on Azula again.
That meant he was exhausted.
It also meant that he was desperate, his temper frayed to the finest threads, pushed to the very edge. She'd poisoned him. She'd as good as killed Mindy. She'd hurt and killed other people, might hurt and kill people he'd become fond of like Hawkeye, Joan...
As his heart started to thud faster in his chest, he felt the ache of gnawing hunger subside, and the exhaustion fade from his limbs. He had an advantage on many of the people here when it came to violent confrontations when he was exhausted or hurt. He had a much, much bigger surge of adrenaline when there was danger.
The fight or flight response was strong in this one.
He chose fight.
Just like before, he was wordless as he lunged towards her, trying to stab her with his spear.
Re: Pre-death Thread
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