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thearena2012-11-28 07:40 pm
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WHO| Momoko Ryugasaki and OPEN
WHAT| Momoko's gonna off herself, who wants to watch/try and stop her/kill her first?
WHEN| Midway through fourth week.
WHERE| By the ruins, at the cliff's edge.
WARNING/NOTES| Death, suicidal intentions (most likely eventually carried it out), sickness.
Momoko was very tired, in every sense of the word. She'd avoided other people, not willing to risk anyone coming close enough to recognize them as allies or enemies, and so had spent most of this Arena alone and miserable, surviving mostly on what had stuck in survival training and Sponsor gifts. And wasn't that interesting, considering how many lectures she'd received on how her isolated nature during this past time in the Capitol meant she'd get no help from Sponsors at all. Just showed how little anything they did really mattered, she supposed.
There was one thing Momoko could do that would matter, if only for a short time. She could deprive them of their show, and as she'd watched the collapse of the ruins from the forest, she'd remembered what it felt like to die, like that, and suddenly realized it wasn't nearly as bad as she felt right then, sickly and dizzy and tired all the time.
So what the hell. She was never going to win. Best to end it now, quick and relatively painless -- she'd heard that if the fall was high enough you blacked out before the end, and Momoko thought that sounded like an alright death. So she'd clambered through the ruins, found an opening that led to a cliff edge that seemed high enough. All she needed now was the nerve to jump.
WHAT| Momoko's gonna off herself, who wants to watch/try and stop her/kill her first?
WHEN| Midway through fourth week.
WHERE| By the ruins, at the cliff's edge.
WARNING/NOTES| Death, suicidal intentions (most likely eventually carried it out), sickness.
Momoko was very tired, in every sense of the word. She'd avoided other people, not willing to risk anyone coming close enough to recognize them as allies or enemies, and so had spent most of this Arena alone and miserable, surviving mostly on what had stuck in survival training and Sponsor gifts. And wasn't that interesting, considering how many lectures she'd received on how her isolated nature during this past time in the Capitol meant she'd get no help from Sponsors at all. Just showed how little anything they did really mattered, she supposed.
There was one thing Momoko could do that would matter, if only for a short time. She could deprive them of their show, and as she'd watched the collapse of the ruins from the forest, she'd remembered what it felt like to die, like that, and suddenly realized it wasn't nearly as bad as she felt right then, sickly and dizzy and tired all the time.
So what the hell. She was never going to win. Best to end it now, quick and relatively painless -- she'd heard that if the fall was high enough you blacked out before the end, and Momoko thought that sounded like an alright death. So she'd clambered through the ruins, found an opening that led to a cliff edge that seemed high enough. All she needed now was the nerve to jump.