marcato: (a link to the cuff)
aunamee ❱❱ anomie ([personal profile] marcato) wrote in [community profile] thearena 2013-06-23 07:10 pm (UTC)

Re: CORNUCOPIA

Twenty minutes into the death match, his legs can no longer carry him.

It is easy to think about betrayal in a time like this. An expired contract. Termination. I'm sorry sir, but we no longer require use of your services. The brave and generous Aunamee, the magnificent and magnanimous monarch, he has never been cast aside like a sock with a hole in it or an out-of-date newspaper. The fury brought on by the poison competes with the pain, and as he rolls and writhes behind a tree made up of gumdrops, Aunamee visualizes murders in his head. Down goes Cruentus. Down goes Penny. Goodbye, Timaeus. So long, Wesker.

But then something seizes his neck and pulls it backwards -- another convulsion -- and with grey stars flooding his vision, he lives in this minute and this minute alone.

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