The Bloodbath

[Arrow]

Welcome Runners to the 46th Maze Running Quell

    This Running will be run by Head Maze Maker Arrow . All rules and regulations have and/or will be posted in the 46th Maze Running Information. If there are any questions or concerns please feel free to message me at anytime. Other than that please have fun and read the following Bloodbath regulations below.

Bloodbath Rules/Regulations

    1) Each Runner must post an intro in which all they have for their actions is their character entering the Bloodbath. No attacks are permitted in these posts. 
    2) The first attack by every Runner must be unarmed since they acquire their items in the order of the randomized lists they are given(in numerical order). Therefore in their first unarmed attack they grab their weapon as stated in their list. 
    3) Each Runner can only be attacked a total of 5 times between each of their posts.
    4) A Runner can flee the Bloodbath at anytime following their intro, however, they must have assistance fleeing when any leg/foot bone is broken, a leg/foot is severed, arm is broken, or arm is severed.
    5) The Wealth is won when only a single alliance or Runner remains in the Bloodbath. All unclaimed items become part of the wealth.  
    6) There is no death cap for the amount of Runners that can die in the Bloodbath. 

If any of these rules/regulations are broken 30 damage will be added to the Runner breaking said rules/regulations.

Runner Attire
Full body: Scuba diving suit which fuses to skin to prevent leaks when attacked. Air canister on back is light but full and cannot be pierced, hair and face of Runners are exposed but a breathing mask fuses around their mouth and is not able to be pierced, breathing cord extension also unable to be pierced, fins for footwear, and lastly in gold on each Runner's suit's upper arms, stomach, and back are their district number.

Current Maze Condition

Water Temperature: 56 degrees Fahrenheit

Weather: The water is pristine and clear today, overhead shafts of sunlight pierce through the surface.
Tides and Currents: Little currents but easily able to swim through.

Directional Options For Fleeing
One of the following directional choices must be stated in the Runners' flee post.
1) Blue Coral Forest
2) Purple Coral Forest
3) Red Coral Forest

Important Additional Information
Instead of rising in the tubes the Runners enter the tubes which shut and all lights suddenly turn off. After the countdown seawater rushes in from the opening above them and they must swim up into the Maze. If a Runner refuses to swim up the plate slowly rises forcing them up and out. 

Good luck Runners and May the Odds be Ever in your Favor!

A voice enters the tubes where the Runners wait, the voice of Head Maze Maker Hemishift. "Welcome Runners to the 46th Quell, I know many of you are probably confused as to why you are still waiting in your tubes. Don't worry your answers are coming sooner than you think. I would like to thank you all for being a part of my show. Good luck and let the 46th Maze Running begin!"
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GONG!

The 46th Maze Running Quell Has Now Commenced!!!

[cameo]

Angela Lerkin ~ D1F

Assumptions alter into futile thoughts. Some questions have been answered, while others are left to the cruel imagination. Desperate eyes stare upon my company, awaiting the short span to my ultimate fate and pleading for some final intel. But still I’m left clueless to my future like never before. Will my Twin be joining me in the horrific Maze above? Is that why he was being handled back at home as well? Within no time the majority of my curiosity will be welcomed by conclusions to such, while I’m unsure if I still desire the information.

Bits of nutrients are consumed, silence continues to invade, and sooner then later there’s a booming command to succumb to the tubes that’ll escort us to the undesired destiny. That voice screeches like nails on a chalkboard. Seconds before I’d exchange anything to end this wait, while now that it’s closing I want to remain on the cliff's edge for eternity…There’s no predicting if I’m to sore or collapse.

Glass seals my uncontrollable outcome, and within moments I’ll be introduced into my new existence. Please just don’t have Dameon greeting me up there. I expect my feet to be risen by the ground below me, to deliver me to the sickening news I crave, except that this is the Maze of surprises…

Water suddenly gushes into my secluding chamber, to swallow me whole. There’s an instinct to panic, while I somehow refrain from doing so. This would be no fun at all for the audience if we were all to decay here and now. Breathing becomes regular within my lungs, and instinctively begin to swim to -what I can only plead is- survival.

{Angela has Entered the BB}

[Marree]

Dameon Lerkin ~ District One

Helplessness. My mind wraps around the situation at the house so many times over and with each time, I feel my blood boiling with anger all over again. They went for her first. They attacked her and held a gun to her head. They wanted her dead if it was the last thing they did and they didn't care if I died in the process or not. Then they decided that I was going to be an equal opportunity. Should I have fought against the evils invading the house? If I hadn't, they might not have even thought I would be a good selection choise. As it is, I stand in this room and the tube awaits me. I know who is up there waiting for me.



"Ang... be safe please. Find me quick. I will kill every last fucking person to protect you. Just stay alive for me." I bite hard on the sides of my tongue listening to the 'chink' of skin being ripped off and the taste of copper filling my mouth. I step into the tube and await my fate.



A voice arises and the countdown begins. Only, as the numbers reach the bottom, the tube doesn't move. Confusion sets in quickly and then as I look up, thats when the water rushes over my head knocking my person into an unstable stance. "WHAT THE FU..." The tube fills, and my feet start kicking immediately for exposure to the outside world. The fins provide the needed push as my vision settles on the others coming up. I see her though, and I scream out expecting only bubbles.



"ANG!" My words are clear and loud.


{Dameon Lurkin has entered the BB}

[cameo]

Vanity Pryce ~ D2 Female

The taste of my sweet Brunette’s kiss still enlightens my senses. Gently my fingertips glide across my own lips, soaking in her memory for as long as I’m permitted, and escaping from this cruel predicament I’ve discovered myself in. We’re going to have a baby, is solely what rumbles through my thoughts…while they should be on survival at this very moment. If this Maze isn’t conquered by myself, then I’ll never be able to cradle her precious new Life within my protective hold. For a change, I have so much to fight for.

Cautiously steps are taken to the Tube that must envelope my own body. Strength sharpens my every muscle, as though my three Loves at home are preparing me. For Kyanite, for her developing creation, and especially for my own baby Girl, I will overpower this life-threatening puzzle. The cage fully encircles me, and leaves my heart heavily thumping for what’s too come. It’s time to show the Panem, the fellow Runners, and most importantly my Family, just how powerful I truly am.

Without warning water embraces my entire existences, shifting me into a complete frenzy. Should have known with these stupid shoes. And this is no time to panic. Knowing what’s waiting ahead, I forcefully calm myself and begin paddling upwards. What creativity has been injected into this Year’s Maze? Within moments I’m certain to tell. No obstacle will detain me from returning to my Loves.

Just keep swimming…

Just keep swimming…

Swimming…

Swimming…

SWIM!

{Vy has Entered the BB}

[EMS]

Chatzkel Marshall | District Two

I've been kidnapped from my home and thrown into the Capitol to compete in some stupid maze. I don't even know who all is here because I haven't seen a one of them, but I do know that they don't stand a chance. This is for me. It's my chance to prove that district two is worthy. My father would be proud, but he's not here to watch me, and I'm sure he's not going to tune into the games at home. I've spent time training, and doing everything that I can to make sure I'm working to include myself everything. But this morning is the last morning I'm free from harm. They drag me away from the comforts of my room, and they take me to somewhere until I'm stuck beneath the maze.

I'm given a uniform, and it's nothing I've ever seen before. The back of it's heavy, and I want to take it off. Some breathing apparatus is placed in my mouth, but the rest of my face is exposed. I'm given some strange shoes. What is this for? I scratch my head before walking over towards the metal plate. The tube shuts around, me only I don't rise into the maze which is very interesting. An annoying voice echoes through, and then the countdown happens. The moment the gong sounds, I know I'm in trouble. Water plummets rapidly inside the tube, and the cold is breathtaking. I'm going to die from the freezing cold. But I try to swim to the best of my ability. But it's not enough. This is how I die.

Chazz enters the BB

[EMS]

Esme Garcia | District Three

I just wanna go home. Mom and dad promised me a new toy if I behaved, and I was doing all that I could, but I'm not home now - I can't get a toy if I'm not home. Fear eats through me as I make my way through the Capitol. It's hard, and terrible. I just wanna go home. To see mom and dad. To hug them again. I miss them so so much, and I'm scared. I've seen what happens to the runners. Some die while others live, and I don't want to go home dead. It's a terrible feeling knowing that I'm going to die. I'm all alone. Trapped inside a place that hates me.

And as I'm lead down through the corridors under the maze, and I don't want to step in the tube. I don't want to do anything. The uniform is swimming type thing, and it hurts as it's placed on me. I'm going to die. I'm going to die. I don't want to do this. Nobody can save me but myself. I take a deep breath trying to figure out how to breath, but it doesn't help. I waddle over to the plate knowing I have no option if I don't want to have my parents hurt. I want to see them. I don't want to die. Suddenly it's dark, and water is pouring in around me. Icy chills crawl across my skin. I'm going to die. I can't swim. I'm going to drown. I'm going to drown. I try to swim to the top, but I'm sure it's not enough. I just hope I can survive.

Esme enters the BB

[Arrow]

Insidious Tirminoir -- District Three

    Anger pulsates painfully beneath my thin layer of skin. The hum of low lit lights annoyingly rings from above me. Inside my mouth fangs furrow into flesh of cheek. A low growl constantly groans from behind bared teeth. Alone in my prison cell of white is far from the wonderland I was taking from. Far from the beatings which left people bloodied. They swept me away with sorrowful swiftness and sentenced me to war. A war which in only minutes would become my only wonder, my only focus. Blood would soon be brimming from bruises and beatings would be brutal. Death was drawing nearer with each expedient second that wasted out of existence. There was no euphoria within my mind to murder my masochistic thoughts. No sweet young thing to steal away my suicidal contemplation. All that remains within this room is white walls, an imprisoned young boy, and some kind of suit. 

    A stinging sensation surges across my skin as I place myself within the suit's embrace. A sudden shocking pain overwhelms me and I succumb to the floors. A slight screech slips through my gritted teeth as a new way of breathing must now be learned. Before I have a chance to make my fingers bleed from attempting to rip off the suit I am summoned. Slowly I enter the tube just for sadistic silence to surround me in a dangerous darkness. A gong goes off somewhere above my head... Water warps around me freezing me to my core. Shit! I swim as swiftly as I can upward through the surging storm of water. Upon freedom at the tube's apex a water world engulfs me as forests of seaweed lie in my path. I shiver. This is no place for a bullying boy from District Three.

{Insidious Tirminoir swims into the Bloodbath}

                

[cameo]

Lyra ~ D4F Runner

The bile of my previous meal demands reappearance once again. A sturdy clench attempts to absorb the stress radiating through my stomach. Morning sickness had past weeks earlier, yet the anxiety ignites it once more to curse me. “I’m fine.” I reassure the comforting touch gliding across my back. I don’t even have the fuel to swat it away, as my bitchy raising had instilled in me. It’s not Joffrey’s fingers combing my skin for security; I don’t desire anything from whoever it may be.

What if I survive this, but the one aspect binding me to Joffrey dwindles in the process? I don’t want to lose our baby.

Hateful tears return to my eyes, as I’m ushered over to the Tube that’ll lead me to an area where someone in my condition does not belong…let alone one with my new royal stance. “How dare thee rush me!” I bark with hormones manipulating my tone. There’s a deep desire to throw a tantrum as a toddler may do, while there’s also no time for such. The second I’m captured within my upward tunnel of transportation, fear rumbles through my core in uncontrollable breathing.

Please be Lucifer that greets me above. Out of all whom I know, it’d be him that could overrule this silly game. And just maybe he’ll assure my safety as well…the baby’s.

Thought process is cut off, as I’m suddenly engulfed in a stream of water. Anybody else would flail under such circumstance, while I gain fortune in such a manner. The Sea is where I grew. Naturally I pierce through the captivation, into the glory of the maze. There’s a sense of being in a similar predicament as my baby, secured in a womb. Just perhaps I won’t crumble as swiftly as I assumed…

{Lyra has Entered the BB}

[Arrow]

Lucifer Torshall -- District Four

    Thumb twiddles over thumb as footsteps arch and dance through the dim dark room. A sudden jolt and a metallic voice mysteriously declares our landing at the Maze. Monstrous minutes endlessly tick to into grains of sand upon the sea of time's floor. A set of two Sentinels secure me and blind my eyes. Five minutes of walking take place before like a fish set loose into an aquarium I am left within a single white room. I hiss with dissatisfaction at the thought of what soon would be ensuing, and with who. If all my apprehensions are fruitful and true to their thought I expect Lyra to be lost within the war soon to come. I know that if it is the lovely Lyra which greets me high above my current position, I will serve her till my time is turned to grains as well. 

    Several minutes spent despicably placing a bizarre suit upon my skin soon has me within my tube. For reasons unknown to me fear does not flicker in flames within my chest. My mind is as calm as an ocean beneath a majestic moon. Even when water wills its way around me and chills me to my bones, I remain neutral as I swim through the shock. Upon my emergence into the Maze reassurance relieves me, its a Maze I can better protect my Queen within. Now only one thing remains, to find her before the warriors begin to clash. 

{Lucifer Torshall enters the Bloodbath}    

[Arrow]

Masilee Amoria -- District Five

    I shudder against the sleet sheer cold creeping through the wall behind me. No longer does light lace the arteries of my heart but instead a fear of the fiercest form. Tenderly trailing the tiles of the floor my fingers futilely follow a life line bound to be cut short. Tears trickle down my terror touched cheeks as my hair unkempt upon my head conceals me within sorrowful shadows. Somewhere I fret my family sits sobbing for the loss soon to loom over their heads. A girl so weak and fearful of fighting soon would be gone and dead. Never once have I taken a stand or chosen a side, instead alone I have lived happy on the inside. Now again with death advancing on its feet, I find myself weak and unable to speak. No word or prayer to keep me safe and sound, just endless enemies to slaughter me pound by pound. 

    Above my head a voice rattles with wickedness and water jolts me from my seated position. Fingers fiddle for any place to grasp but beneath me a plate pushes me towards a sudden surface. Around me only water warps as sobs stifle from my chest. A single phrase mutters from my thin pressed lips as I watch the world converge through a sea sewn forest. 

    "I don't want to die."

{Masilee Amoria is forced into the Bloodbath}

    

[Marree]

Chandler Briggins ~ District Five

Fear has taken over. As I stand in the tube, my fingers touch the glass. The thickness worries me. I've been condemned to this hell. My days have been lost to me. Time to ponder about my life has made me realize that I never fully lived my life to the fullest extent. I played at the club about once a month instead of more. I walked and watched that redhead pass me by daily without so much as a hello. Too many things haven't happened yet that I want but all that is over now.



The suit that I was fitted into makes me fear the worst. The fins on my feet and the heavy tank on my back. The fear gripping reality of it all has come to play. Instead of trying to deal with what is fixing to happen, I knell down and take a deep breath until it starts to lift me up into the abyss of the deep.



"Wherever it's fixing to take me." I mumble and after a few moments, nothing happens. I look up, an instead of the platform lifting, water gushes in. "No." My hands beat upon the glass, forcefully trying my best to break the unbreakable until I realize the tube is filled with water, and slowly, I edge my way to the top, peeking out and keeping my body hidden.
Strategically, I"m trying to plan but that's ruined in moments. 


Vibrations shake from under me and the tunnel below me pushes against my fins. Damnit... I make a break for it.



[Chandler exits the tube unwillingly into the bloodbath]

[Arrow]

Cassandra Crusader -- District Six

    Numbness. I sit, I stare, my mind is blank. No thoughts turbulently trickling through my brain. No tears falling in fountains down my softened cheeks. Not even the slightest urge to sorrowfully sigh sinks beneath my skin. I am frozen like ice, a statue with no emotions to dictate me or reveal the human portion of me. I don't feel pity for myself for there is no reason, I was chosen, sucks. I got over the moment I found out. I don't feel sadness because there is nothing left for me to give a shit about. Both my parents and my humanity died years ago. I don't fear what will unfold before me because quite frankly I don't give a damn what the hell happens. Dying is probably painful and I would prescribe myself to avoid it at all costs, but if I die then I die. People don't live forever, that being said, the other Runners are people just like I am. I don't give a shit if they die or if I have to kill them. They get in my path I'll try to kill them. I don't care, I don't feel anything. My life is pointless anyways.

    Surprise slips slightly through me as the water suddenly surrounds me sending me shivering into an icy water world. I watch as I see body after body emerge from tube after tube. They all swim towards the middle like fish for hunting. It was time to play a game of tag, one in which whoever gets tagged dies. A shivering smile steals across my face as I swim. Looks like I better not lose in a game devised with such risky stakes. Who knows, perhaps I will find a suitable partner to play with along the way.

{Cassandra Crusader enters the Bloodbath}

[Arrow]

Scorpio Magineax -- District Six

    Fingers flick, sweat streams, shivers shudder, tears trickle. In silence my forehead lays pressed within my palms as an unforeseeable reality whirls wickedly around me. Yards above my cell monstrous man made Grievers hide within the crevices of a forsaken hell. A question continues to play over and over and over and over within my head. Why me? Why was it me sitting here right now? Back home patients needed me and my care. My girlfriend needs me to be there when the nights get too bloody. I can't be anywhere for anyone now. There's no one left for me to care for which only leaves myself. All my life of lessons boils in my brain with phrases such as avoid selfishness and never be selfish burbling up into to my thoughts. I'm not good at being self focused, yet now it is the only thing I have to do if I want to go back to being selfless. I hate this.

    My screams scrape the walls as I feel the suit suction onto me in some unnatural way. Biting into the fabric I attempt to rip it away but I realize I'm biting my skin. Panic pulses through my body as I stumble backwards into the tube falling to its floor. My hands scramble trying to stop the glass from gliding shut but its too late, and darkness devours me. The countdown confusingly christens from above as I stand staring into the dark, pleading for whoever is listening to save me. Then I drown. Water colder than ice consumes me and instincts impulse me to rapidly swim for the surface. However, once out of my chamber I realize there is no surface for miles. The Maze is underwater. I shiver. 

{Scorpio Magineax enters the Bloodbath}

        

[Marree]

Ringletts of curls wash over her face. Tears glisten from her eyes. Shaking fingers wring her hands over and over. Hiccups plague her breaths ever few moments. She twitches with ever noise that she hears as she is instructed into the glass tube. Riddled with tortured thoughts, she goes away from the tube, refusing to enter.



"Let me out! Please! I WANT TO GO HOME. LET ME OUT..." Her screams echoe in the room, making her discomfort known for all to hear. The door suddenly opens, two sentinels appears without hesitation, grapsing her arms. Her screams aren't going through to them. Her flailing arms and feet act as child's play to a much bigger and stronger person. Still yet, tears flow willinging from her eyes and her thrashing doesn't bother them at all.



"No! No! What did I do... don't put me in there! DON'T. DON'T... NOO!" Screams penetrate the tube and arms extend as refusal to be placed inside. Prongs extend from a pole and the tips enter her skin. Obediently, her body collaspses where she was standing and a pair of arms pick her up, discarding her inside. Only moments later does the water pour in, enveloping her into eternal damnation.



{Tauriel has become part of the Blood Bath}

[cameo]

Ales Trikru ~ District Seven Male Runner

Exhaustion sulks against the heaviness of my eyes. Slumber has been vague these past days, with the constant personal requirement of more and more strategies. Nobody is badgering me to do so, at least not amongst the physical realm. But if every potential aspect of the upcoming Maze isn’t considered, the last of my Bloodline will be forsaken without another to replace us in the future…there’s no one to follow me. We will not grant what the Capitol has been seeking for.

Hands clasp together, my eyes glued closed for a changed moment, as I whisper to the ones who have passed. “Parents please guard me in what’s to come…Anya please grant me your ultimate wisdom. Lexa…please provide me your strength, and guide me through this. I know you could have made it last year, they just wouldn’t accept such. See to it that I overpower this Maze, even if the same wish to see me dead…I love you Lexa…I love you all.” With that, fierceness ignites the opening of my irises. It’s time to show them why not to fuck with the Trikru.

A nod of permission is given to my scarcely known associate, as she escorts me to my circular chamber. “See you on the other side.” I ensure, before the seclusion breaks me from the Panem for the span being. A heavy sigh of pure oxygen escapes my lungs, before I’m suddenly informed that it’ll be a last true inhale for quite some time. Water floats the lightness of my body, and instinctively I’m swimming to whatever may be awaiting up ahead. 

{Ales enters the Bloodbath}