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Ruffnut Thorston ([personal profile] ruffntumblenut) wrote in [community profile] thearena2014-06-09 10:38 am

One half of a whole.

Who: Ruffnut and you
What: Ruffnut's last few hours in the arena are spent in the fairgrounds
Where: The fairgrounds
When: Week 3
Warnings: Horrible death of a teenage masochist.

Ruffnut was starting to feel like she had been awake forever.

Still wearing her silly bucket helmet with a bent pipe and fork as horns she was trudging along without really noticing where she was going.

She had procured a moldy stuffed dragon toy from one of the game booths and was talking to it as she explored in a sluggish and sleepy manner.

"It's just like, all my life I was wondering what it would be like to be an only child. And now that I am it feels weird."

The simple girl let her gaze settle upon a massive hulking structure of wood and steel. It looked like if you built a castle but didn't fill in all the walls so you just had the skeleton. Some cars rested at the bottom and it looked like they were supposed to go up and around the skeleton.

"Not that I miss him or anything." she added stiff and bitter "He'd probably just be getting in my way." Turning to follow the wooden planks she began climbing along the roller coaster out of idle curiosity for what might lay at the top...

...a few minutes later she fell off the coaster landing with a grunt. It seemed in her drugged state of being she was unable to focus for long on her task.

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[personal profile] asmilinggod 2014-06-14 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
The pointing is lost on Kevin, it's true - but the sound of fleeing footsteps was not, reaching his ears quickly and sending him lurching in pursuit. Following into the building, he promptly ran into the cracked mirror - sending fragmented glass into his arm. He pulled back a moment, picking it out and calculating his next move.

It was fortunate that Ruffnut's blood could not be seen, that was true.

It was also unfortunate that Kevin could smell it, picking up the trail with a few deep breaths. Furthermore, the confusion that a mirrored maze caused was rather lost on a blind man - his hands helped him feel his way along, with no visual confusion to stop him up.

"Oh, Ruffnut," he called out, his voice sweet singsong. He was catching up, and quick. "Why are you running away? Don't you want me to treat you like a friend?"
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[personal profile] asmilinggod 2014-06-15 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Now, now," he called out, his voice moving from singsong to something twisted, distorted. The reflections of Kevin's face that Ruffnut ran across were changing because of the mirrors, of course, those horrible teeth stretching out and growing more numerous...but something about the change was tangible.

Even in the normal mirrors, the reflection was snarling.

"That's no way to treat a new business partner! We're here to do a JOB, aren't we? And I plan to do very well at mine."

He was picking up speed, picking up her scent.

He gashed his hand open on broken glass, running it along the mirrors and leaving sticky streaks of his own blood in his wake.
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[personal profile] asmilinggod 2014-06-17 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry, hahahahaHAha."

The laugh was wrong. Everything about Kevin was wrong as he closed in towards the Viking, his reflection growing in number around her as he drew closer, closer, dragging the pipe beside him.

"Sorry, but no! But gosh...I would just love to try it someday!"
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[personal profile] asmilinggod 2014-06-21 07:21 am (UTC)(link)
A high, thin laugh echoed through the maze - bouncing off of the glass, the walls, the floors, surrounding the prone Viking much like the snarling, toothy reflections that leered down. He was circling, watching, waiting like an animal on the prowl for his chance.

"You're right."

The voice was wrong, distorted - but the time to react to it was slight before one of the many monstrous faces in the circle suddenly dove forward, lead pipe swinging blindly straight down - hopefully for a limb.
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[personal profile] asmilinggod 2014-07-02 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
And what a face it was...peeling, blind, pointed teeth bared in an animal snarl. He reached up with his cut hand to push a few stray hairs from his face, streaking red across his lip and cheek in the process.

He licked it off, standing over Ruffnut and slowly drawing nearer.

The mirrors echoed him, a whole horde of blind monsters closing in.

asmilinggod: (But I'm not the villain....)

[personal profile] asmilinggod 2014-07-05 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
In blindness, Kevin's ears were sharp. He heard the whisper, and...it gave him pause, if only for a moment. He stood there over her, forced grin hanging on his features, bloody and sharp. Sweat glistened on his skin, almost even like a shimmering shell. He seemed like he was turning something over in his head, hollow eye sockets narrowing, narrowing.

Something in him was needled by her plea. Something long buried, long controlled. There was a bright shock at the back of his neck, and the feeling was gone as fast as it arrived.

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse and distorted.

"I plan to."

He descended upon her, foregoing the pipe in favor of locking his teeth on the first body part he found.
asmilinggod: (When I take my steak taste better pill..)

[personal profile] asmilinggod 2014-07-20 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
Frenzied now, Kevin gave a soft groan as the blood gushed down his throat and against his face - he bit down harder, tighter, pulling back and taking a hunk of flesh out with him. He remained there, right over Ruffnut; right where she could hear the sounds of him chewing and swallowing her still-warm flesh, smell her own blood on his now-rancid breath.

He didn't speak - he merely snarled, moving in for a second bite, snapping down harder and deeper than the first one.

He was hungry.

His neck burned.