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thearena2014-01-29 03:11 pm
saveswithsong) wrote in thearena2014-01-29 03:11 pm
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All bets are off! - Open!
Who:Rat and YOU!
What: Rat is using his wound to the fullest and trying to bait people in for an easy kill. Let me know up front if you're good with just a wounding or if you're okay with your character getting killed. He'll make it quick and painless! A few people are immune, especially Hawkeye. Mindy and Garrus will be attacked if you tag.
Secondly, he's a fine actor, and will be doing his best to pass as an (admittedly quite flat yet muscular) woman when people come to him. Of course, it wouldn't be flawless since he doesn't have makeup and hair supplies at his disposal. But he's wearing a rat kigurumi for his pajamas.
When: Week 2, after Shion's dead.
Where: Any floor!
Warnings: Blood, angst, etc.
He picked out a good spot, in an area where no one was. Conveniently, there was already a blood patch on the carpet from some earlier kill. He dropped to the ground. In some ways, he hadn't a choice. He untied his hair from around itself, and let it fall in a mess over his shoulders. His leg was looking ugly. Just a little bit longer. He could survive this much.
He took a deep breath, and let out a loud, despairing, decidedly female scream. He laid out on the ground, his forehead resting on his arms. His bleeding leg was quite obvious from most of the entrance points. From between tangles of his hair, he could see one of them fairly well. His knife was securely tucked in the cuff of his sleeve.
Would taking out someone trying to 'save' him make him a bad guy? Who knew? But he knew it'd get people's attention.
What: Rat is using his wound to the fullest and trying to bait people in for an easy kill. Let me know up front if you're good with just a wounding or if you're okay with your character getting killed. He'll make it quick and painless! A few people are immune, especially Hawkeye. Mindy and Garrus will be attacked if you tag.
Secondly, he's a fine actor, and will be doing his best to pass as an (admittedly quite flat yet muscular) woman when people come to him. Of course, it wouldn't be flawless since he doesn't have makeup and hair supplies at his disposal. But he's wearing a rat kigurumi for his pajamas.
When: Week 2, after Shion's dead.
Where: Any floor!
Warnings: Blood, angst, etc.
He picked out a good spot, in an area where no one was. Conveniently, there was already a blood patch on the carpet from some earlier kill. He dropped to the ground. In some ways, he hadn't a choice. He untied his hair from around itself, and let it fall in a mess over his shoulders. His leg was looking ugly. Just a little bit longer. He could survive this much.
He took a deep breath, and let out a loud, despairing, decidedly female scream. He laid out on the ground, his forehead resting on his arms. His bleeding leg was quite obvious from most of the entrance points. From between tangles of his hair, he could see one of them fairly well. His knife was securely tucked in the cuff of his sleeve.
Would taking out someone trying to 'save' him make him a bad guy? Who knew? But he knew it'd get people's attention.
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With the knife, he pushed it as deep as he could into whatever part of Beck's abdomen he could reach. It was too short to do critical damage, but more bleeding was more bleeding. He twisted his wrist and the knife embedded in him. He'd take the knife for a trophy, if he could help it. Two were always better than one.
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It settled in with a horrible slice of pain; enough to make his vision flicker. His knees shook, and he started to sag, letting out a yell as whatever was inside him twisted. Beck could feel his User flesh being torn, twisted into ways that they weren't supposed to.
He tried to push himself away as best as he could, falling shamelessly onto his butt. Everything was spinning. His ears were ringing, and there were spots everywhere...
Beck tried to push himself up, throwing the knife towards the other User has hard as he could. Forget about saving everyone. He just wanted to get a little bit back.
(( beck actually has to die this round, if you want to finish things off in a log or something? C: ))
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He hobbled over to Beck, and crouched beside him. He reached down and jerked hard on the knife that had slipped out of his fingers. With a disgusting, slick, sucking sound, it came free. And with it, flowed out blood. "These knives aren't big enough to get to anything important," he added, as though the damage that had been done was merely a trifle. "You'll be fine. Unless you want me to finish you off." While he spoke, he wiped off his hands and then the knife onto Beck's clothes before his bleeding spoiled them.
Then, he started going through whatever supplies Beck might have had on him.
[[Like catch up to him later during Week 3 and finish him off?]]
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Beck couldn't see, couldn't think. The only thing he knew right now was pain. Pain splitting from his neck down to his chest, radiating through his belly. Everything was horrible and red, and hurting.
Getting hurt as a program was always bad. But getting hurt as a User? Even worse.
He allowed the stranger to go through his things (could he stop him, anyway?), and slowly started to crawl away. Any kind of sanctuary, any little corner would be okay. Maybe he wouldn't be facing this guy when the life finally drained out of him...
(( ooc- yeah! or maybe we could even fastforward some time later in this thread and have rat finish him there? ))
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"Hold still," he told him. He put a hand on his chest, a bit unexpectedly gently. He began to sing softly to himself. But he raised the knife one last time. The song wouldn't be enough for this guy. He leaned over him, and gripped his hair firmly and tightly. With one quick slice across the neck, he wasn't in pain anymore.