The Feast // Day Five

[Arrow]

Insidious Tirminoir

    "I swear if I cut myself one more time! I might as well leap off the island into the surf!"

     All around me the world is spinning, the world is crumbling. Yet here I am instead of breaking down alongside it I'm stabbing myself. I can ever imagine everyone back home in Three joking about my pathetic nature. I hate being made a prick out of, hell I hate looking like an idiot at all. So I won't. This time I'm hitting something other than my own skin. If I'm especially lucky it will be Mr. Prickly Puss District Eleven himself.

    "Okay lets try this one more time!"

    

Insidious Tirminoir attacks Random with his Hooked Blade{Sword}
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{Severed Right Leg -- 25 damage}

Target Roll
1-5
{Wrong Roll Lol}

2-5
{Wow}

Insidious' Damage: 40/100

101-150·1-5·2-5

[cameo]

Ales Trikru ~ D7M Runner

The blade of my trident fails to breach the skin of another’s exterior, though at least it has not carved across my own flesh - as the other’s are presumably accidentally doing. Perhaps they enjoy their own pain, as Matteo relished in the misery of other’s? It’s too chaotic to dissect the situation, as the chaos persists to presume. The laughter of this entertainment does discover it’s place though, as I cackle at the other’s misfortune.

“So many threats, with so little that follows.” I tease them all, flourishing in the muse of swaying vision. The intoxication this combat’s foreign environment has fumed to us deletes any promise of the conclusion this battle will pertain. Though still I do not cower from the competition, as my trident wields to my next opponent.

{Ales attacks Random Victim ~ Trident}
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{Result}

{Random Victim}
2-5
{Result}

151-200·2-5

[Marree]

The sand is quicker than imagined. My toes carve into the miniscule broken rocks that it has become and as I fear another person, it seems that I only need to fear my own gait as I plummet to the ground.

Down.

Down.

Down.

I scream! The rock, sharpest on only one edge seems to find solice in diving into my leg and the pain is biting. Tears instantly well up into my own eyes. My head exploding with thoughts someone had attacked but instead it was my own unstable stance that had caused me the unfortunate luck. I roll into a stop, my hands covering my gash. "Kraygon. Kraygon...!" With that, I find the strength to get up, limping as I do and in the corner of my eye, I notice the blood as the leg is severed from his own inability to stay on the straight path to destruction. My mind goes blank and my mouth drops.

I can't let this happen to me. I must get back to the water and quickly!

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Insid


551-600
Mild Concussion -- 20 damage


Fauna Damage: 50/100

2-5·551-600

[EMS]

Iain Deseme | District 11

I've watched people die throughout my duration in the maze and growing up. I've witnessed death, but not once have I taken a life on my own. A human has died because of me, and I feel horrible. I can't do this anymore. I don't want to live, but I want to see my family again. I want to clean myself of this blood. To make it all better. To do something. To keep myself alive. I have to live. My family needs me, and I need them. I need them more than ever. I'm spinning around. My head hurts. My throat is dry - I just need water, but water will keep me alive.

I'm sorry.

I wish I could say it, but I know it's not enough.

And it never will be.

Iain attacks with ivy knives
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himself
251-300
266. Severed Toe On Right Foot -- 15 damage
2-5
fauna
251-300
272. Stabbed In Back -- 25 damage

50/100 damage 2-5·251-300·2-5·251-300

[Arrow]

Insidious Tirminoir

    "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?!?!"

      Like that my leg falls to the floor. The sand becomes scarlet while my screams stain the once tranquil air. Was this really the world where I would die? Not beneath the surface of the sea will my body roam upon a distant tide, but now I'll die covered in sand while the world watches me kill myself. Is this what I was always meant to become? A joke of a boy who bullied for a way to live, for a way to be noticed? Well I got what I wanted, all the attention is on me, the whole nation is ready to watch as I fall into the sand from my sword. Insidious Tirminoir, what a pitiful tale.  

Insidious Tirminoir attacks Random with his Hooked Blade{Sword}
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{Shallow Stabbed Right Shoulder -- 15 damage}

Target Roll
1-5
{Iain Desme}

Insidious' Damage: 85/100

101-150·1-5

[cameo]

Ales Trikru ~ D7M Runner

Demonic cackles further the continuation of my voice, as I embrace into this surreal situation. Wounds carve across Runners’ exteriors. Screams pour from Some, though it does not sound to be of physical agony. The view of my vision continues to dance in intertwining confusion. And fortunately for myself, wounds have not tattooed my skin for quite a good minute. Annoyance screams from Three’s vocals, and I can only laugh in return. Easy to say I’ve never participated in such a amusing battle; while I plan to further my additions to the entertainment.

{Ales attacks Random Victim ~ Trident}
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{Severed Finger on Left Hand: 15 Damage}

{Random Victim}
2-5
{Fauna}

Ales's Damage: 25/100

151-200·2-5

[Marree]

"Why do you target me?" I beg as the boy that I"ve had an altercation with seems to attack me once more. This time, the cut on the back from the first time wasn't enough. This time, he digs his weapon into my back for a killing blow. It hurts. I feel my legs give out and something tells me that this is going to be my final moments. How long have I been out of this? How many people have died? How many are still alive?

"Please! I beg you... quit doing this to me!" My voice quakes as I pull myself away. It's easy to think at this moment, I can't really feel my toes. My legs are numb and my back has started to tingle slightly and the feeling has diminished in my attempt to escape. This is how I will die? Will Kragon even know? Will he find my body laying here on the sand with my body boiling from within this wetsuit?

"Please! Tell Kragon..." I take a cheap shot, throwing my rock as hard as I can. My eyes take on some sand, making my ability to see what happens next impossible.

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Iain


551-600
Broken Left Wrist -- 15 damage


Fauna Damage: 90/100

2-5·551-600

[EMS]

Iain Deseme | District 11

It hurts and I don't know what to do anymore. I'm bleeding so much, but not only from the outside. I'm bleeding on the inside. Red drips from my heart, and I want nothing more than to just lay down and forget it all. But I'm stumbling, and I want to live. To prove I'm not just a cripple. That I'm a human. One that wants to live. One that'll fight. I have to do what's right. I have to do this. I can't just die now. Despite my life leaving me. I just have one more left inside me. Just one more. I will do what I can even if it kills me.

Iain attacks with ivy knives
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himself
251-300
dodge
2-5
ales
251-300
miss

80/100 damage2-5·251-300·2-5·251-300

[Arrow]

Insidious Tirminoir

    For the first time my voice falls silent. The words I had been saying suddenly seem sour, stupid, pointless... Before washing up on this shore I felt oddly secure. I felt as though the people around me were my friends, as though they liked me as much as I liked having them around. Back home its just me and my girl, to everyone else we are the demons of our society. But here... here we don't have to live by society's rules... Maybe here was where I was always meant to be... Where I was always meant to take my final breath. Its not the worst place to die...

Insidious Tirminoir attacks Random with his Hooked Blade{Sword}
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{Minor Gash On Right Leg -- 5 damage}

Target Roll
1-5
{Ales Trikru}

Insidious' Damage: 85/100

Omg this feast...

101-150·1-5

[cameo]

Ales Trikru ~ D7M Runner

Without understanding of how the situation has shifted, the condition of my company is suddenly stepping towards the cliff of eternal destruction. Weapons continue to flutter towards the crave to cause demolishment, & I’m left baffled by how this all happened. The sight of my own wellbeing is searched below me, to discover I’m absent from their vital dilemmas - and at that very moment Three’s sword claws at my leg… I thought too soon. “Ballsy move when you don’t seem to be doing so well.” I advice, before my Trident once again blindly swings.

{Ales attacks Random Victim ~ Trident}
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{Severed Finger: 15 Damage}

{Random Victim}
2-5
{Insidious}

Ales's Damage: 30/100

151-200·2-5

[Marree]

"I hate this..." The words plummet away from my mouth as I creep to my knees. The numbness spreads like wildfire, but oddly enough, the outcome seems to be not as grim as I thought. I limp heavily though. Another death has occured to the boy who took his own leg. Why would he do that?

"God speed fellow runner. Look over us." A prayer is uttered as something is tossed in my direction. Several things. I look to the one who had initally caused the numbness and with a questionable look, I inch toward the items. Is it a trick?

"Friend or foe? Because I would rather not fight you again." I clammer to gather the items and stumble backwards. "Follow or don't. It won't bother me. Just don't stab me in the back again."

NOTES:
Collects gives Fauna 1 first aid kit {3 bandages 2 needles}
gives Fauna Fresh Water Jug With Suit Mouth Piece Attachment
gives Fauna Liquid Food Container With Mouth Piece Attachment (lobster flavor) from Iain.

Uses F/A kit on self. (Idk how much that helps?)

Fauna Damage: 90/100

FAUNA FREAKING FLEES! HIIIIIDE!

[EMS]

Iain Deseme | District 11

Running away as fast as I possibly can. It hurts, but I know I need to go. I need to get out. To escape. To run as fast as I possibly can. I'm bleeding and dying, and it hurts, but I'm still alive. My eyes turn the girl from one.

I didn't mean to kill you.

My heart aches, burns, and I yearn for forgiveness I'll never receive.

I'm sorry.

But I'm not. I had to. I wanted to live. I wanted to keep myself alive, and I don't even know what to do. I take my stuff, empty some from my bag before tossing it over to the girl.

"Just this time, okay? Just take it and go! I don't want to hurt you. Please don't make me hurt you." My voice breaks, falls apart. I'm crying, sobbing. My body topples over. I just want to die. But I'm alive. I'm living.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm -"

sorry


flees the fight
uses F/A on self -15
uses 1 bundle of medicinal plants on self -10
uses 1 needle on self -20
uses 1 roll of bandages on self - 10
drinks some water
eats some food
gives Fauna 1 first aid kit {3 bandages 2 needles}
gives Fauna Fresh Water Jug With Suit Mouth Piece Attachment
gives Fauna Liquid Food Container With Mouth Piece Attachment (lobster flavor)

[Arrow]

Victory! 
Congratulations to the Runner who claims the win in this conclave! Your prize is found within the heart of the chest. However when you open it you discover a small spinning crystal. Inside this clear crystal's center is a light matching that of the beam which you remember seeing shooting out of Atlantis' palace. Will you take this crystal?

[cameo]

Ales Trikru ~ D7M Runner 

Hell yes! I need a present to take to my Queen! 

{Ales takes crystal}

[Arrow]

GOOD LUCK IN THE FINAL HALLWAY!

Upon taking the crystal into your hands you are suddenly teleported to the heart of the palace of Atlantis. To your surprise the floor doesn't exist instead all the water seems to be slowing into a massive pitch black sewer drain... Odd place to be beneath such brilliant light.

Ales Trikru will attempt to escape the Maze on Day 6!