Carnage in the Caves

[etcircenses]

Who| Participants in the bloodbath
What| Murder and mayhem ensue after the jabberjays chase people into the caves.
Where| Deep within the caves. This area of the caves cannot be broken into or escaped from until 24 hours have passed.
When| Over a twenty-four hour period beginning now.
Warnings/Notes| Violence, death, gore, etc. You have been assigned a target to kill, but you may run into other characters in the caves as well.

The jabber jays begin their screaming, driving you deep into the caves in an attempt to escape the cries of your loved ones being tortured, beaten, or killed. When the maddening sounds finally cease, you will find yourself trapped in a series of corridors and caves, sealed tight with no chance for escape. Luckily there are plenty of weapons and supplies at hand (machetes, axes, hunting knifes, swords, maces, spears, clubs, hammers, scythes, bows & arrows, food, water, clean clothes), but any delusions of good fortune are soon squashed when an announcer assigns each person a target and gleefully informs you that you must kill your target within 24 hours or else you will run out of oxygen and die.

Over the next 24 hours, you will be tasked with killing this person in any manner you can. You may also happen upon other unfortunate souls trapped in the caves, but be wary of befriending them down here. They're on a mission too, and there's no rules against collateral damage.  

Good luck, and don't forget to put on a show.

Comments

no worries!! <3

[atethecanary]

Julian’s terrified of Initiate. The smile and growls, on top of everything else, have made sure of that. It’s still not enough for Julian to completely think he’s a monster. Maybe if Julian had more injuries, was closer to ending up dead, then he could have believed it. Could have used it to help himself feel better about what happens next.

The axe sinks in, and Julian barely even registers it at first, staring at where it meets Initiate’s chest before he realizes what’s happened and the horror sets in.

“Why didn’t… you...” Move out of the way? Julian saw how quickly he ducked away from some of the swings. There’s no way he couldn’t have dodged the axe, too. It all seems like it ended too easily, and now that Julian’s stopped his panic fueled attacks it dawns on him how little Initiate fought back, apart from the few scratches. Julian can’t manage to finish the question though, and he isn’t sure Initiate would even be able to answer. What with the axe that’s still in his chest.

“Shit.” He’d attacked out of fear, but he never expected his attacks to actually work. Julian pulls out the axe and lets go of the weapons, shaking, and then steps back until he’s pressed up against the wall. He can’t do anything but stare at Initiate, guilt now mixed with the fear.

[carnagecarnival]

The axe going in was not entirely blinding pain. He's been impaled before. He cut off his own leg. But it doesn't feel no kind of good and it's pulling out doesn't feel no better. He gasps, and the indigo spills from him, from between the cracked bones. He hits the opposing wall and waits for it to be finished, but it's not. Of course.

He had a feeling the kid wasn't a killer. His words prove it. He should focus on that, distract himself from the pain.

He struggles, trying to force himself to stand despite it. He holds one hand up, just before his wound. He coughs and winces and keeps up a growl. He tries lashing out with the other hand but moving it feels like no uncertain hell, especially with the bite.

He brings head up to look at Julian, pain causing a grimace upon him. "WELL?" He says. "The fuck you waiting for?" It could be to kill him, but he's good as dead and the kid doesn't want that weight anyway. "GO!" He snarls. "Get the fuck out of here before your ass gets culled anyway!" Not by him. By the gamemakers. Nevertheless.

He takes a hobbling step forward.

[atethecanary]

Julian’s never seen this much blood in his life. Even if it’s a different color, it’s no less revolting to Julian as he sees it spill out. He doesn’t want to see it anymore, or continue to watch Initiate struggle; it only makes him feel even guiltier, but he still can’t bring himself to move.

After his first Arena he’d tried so hard to convince himself that the Capitol couldn’t make him kill anyone. So much for that. Julian may not be able to make the final blow, but he’s fairly certain that Initiate isn’t going to be able to survive the wound.

Initiate’s words finally bring Julian out of his daze, flinching as Initiate snarls. He knows he should leave. There’s no reason to stay other than to finish Initiate off or to wait for him to die. Julian doesn’t want to do either, and he doesn’t want to stick around and risk getting killed himself.

When Initiate takes a step forward, Julian pushes himself off the wall, backs away in the opposite direction, and once he gets far enough away he turns to run off down another corridor. The only thing he cares about now is getting some supplies, and getting out of here as soon as possible.

[carnagecarnival]

It feels like he's had blood on his hands forever. He doesn't remember not having that weight. But he does know it must be one. He feels that now at least.

Some could make it through these games without no cull. That took either dying early or just being so fucking lucky. It'll be hard, if what he's learned is any motherfucking indication, but it'll be figured out. It's survivable, taking a life.

He just hoped it was more a borrowing deal, and not proper taking. He needs to come back from this. Julian flees and he sighs with some relief, the shell off the monster being shucked off like armor. Only for him to grunt and shudder in pain. It's not the worst he's had, he reminds himself, but like fuck does that make it bearable. This is new, in some sense. He's never done this shit up on purpose. He's never gotten the opportunity to die a little more slow.

He doesn't want to go right here though. It's not his style to just stop, even with what he's let to be done. Maybe he can find somewhere nice in here, somewhere he can rest. He hasn't saved no one here and now, but he's stopped one death from being by his hands. Even if it forces weight on Julian anyway, he can't help feeling pleased by that. He finally fucking did it.

That alone might carry him the rest of the way he needs to drag himself, before he collapses.