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thearena2012-04-30 05:27 pm
theworsekind) wrote in thearena2012-04-30 05:27 pm
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WHO| Tate, Lottie, any onlookers
WHAT| Death
WHEN| Day after killing Emily
WHERE| 8-E
WARNING/NOTES| Yay murder!
Tate had made his way upwards figuring he would possibly be able to spot and hunt down other tributes if he were higher up. He now carried a collection of knives and shanks on him from his last two kills and was hoping that they had counted towards something. Maybe he'd get one of those sponsors to send him a gun or something and he could end this real quick and easy.
He was walking along a ledge that was inclining when he noticed he was nearby another small stream that went off into a waterfall. It was ice cold water from the snow above, but that didn't much matter to him seeing he couldn't feel anything or really need to eat either. None the less, Tate decided to sit down and take a rest and enjoy the view - he may be a ghost, but he wasn't a machine. Streams could mean other tributes who did need to drink and stay hydrated to stay alive.
WHAT| Death
WHEN| Day after killing Emily
WHERE| 8-E
WARNING/NOTES| Yay murder!
Tate had made his way upwards figuring he would possibly be able to spot and hunt down other tributes if he were higher up. He now carried a collection of knives and shanks on him from his last two kills and was hoping that they had counted towards something. Maybe he'd get one of those sponsors to send him a gun or something and he could end this real quick and easy.
He was walking along a ledge that was inclining when he noticed he was nearby another small stream that went off into a waterfall. It was ice cold water from the snow above, but that didn't much matter to him seeing he couldn't feel anything or really need to eat either. None the less, Tate decided to sit down and take a rest and enjoy the view - he may be a ghost, but he wasn't a machine. Streams could mean other tributes who did need to drink and stay hydrated to stay alive.
It's ok Lottie, you just don't know what a dick he is yet.
But instead she backed away, pressing herself against the rock wall and watching him. Not moving.
Her finger dug into the rock. This went against everything in her. But he wouldn't help her...he was trying to kill her. This was not the time to be a good person.
d'awwww aaaannnnd end!
However his words reached out too late and even if she had been at the edge there was no way she could have pulled him up. It was a blink and Tate was falling and it was over.