dream a little dream of me // Day Seven Full Finale

[Arrow]

Escape the Maze Through A Massive Waterfall

One Roll
[*roll range="1-15"]

Results Meaning
1-5: Land in the safety pool unharmed and survive the Maze.
6-12: Hits edge of the pool and breaks half of his ribs, +25 damage.
13-15: Misses the pool entirely slamming into the ground, Instant Death.

Good luck Runners may the odds be ever in your favor!

[EMS]

Iain Deseme | District 11

It hurts. Everything hurts, but I'm still alive, still breathing in this underwater arena. It's a terrible fate, and a terrible sight. The once dark blue water is stained crimson, and yet it's still taunting me. I didn't do nearly as much damage as I would've liked, but none of that matters anymore. I watch the young girl. Tall and mighty all in a world of her own. It's up to them because I'm just a weak boy trying to live. I want to see my family again. To hug them. Hold them. I'm so closed, but I'm still so far away. It seems hopeless even with us all gathered around. But then it loses it's head.

I'm trying to scream, but the breath is sucked out of my lungs. I don't know how it's possible, but it's dead, and holy smokes I'm still alive.

I shake my head unsure of what to say. How can I say anything when this girl just beheaded the beast. I thought I was dead, but maybe I can live. I'm so close, but I'm still so far away.

The current grows stronger as I follow the trail. Blood drips from my wounds, and I swear my life is flashing before my eyes, and then I'm falling, falling, falling. The world is going so fast, and I don't know what to do, or how to even react. It's falling apart, and I can't save myself.

I hold my breath, and I close my eyes as the screams echo through my head.

This is it.

Either I live, or I die.

But at least I can be happy knowing I gave it my all.

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1-15

[Arrow]

Cassandra Crusader

    Microscopic moments mitigate and mingle within the confines of the steel of my blade. Inside my chest an anger anguished only by the sight of Ales' safety spurs fires fierce from Hell's gates. Another moment soon spills across the sea as in a single second I deem myself bigger than any other who has walked or swam before me. In a single fell swoop the head of the demon king of this dimension falls to the floor, a new Queen has taken her place at the heart of a ravenous revolution. Even here lost within the last seas of this sewer I can hear those who scream success for me, delight dangles before me in the taste of survival. Yet what am I swimming towards? Is it Ales or life, or is it both? Maybe its all I know how to do any longer.

    Like a little bird I watch Iain take flight in his fall, I witness the birth of a boy who will never know hunger again. He is lucky I chose him in the first place to play the game by my side. I linger on the railing while a hand holds down the pulsating pain of my non-existent hip. Water whips and whirls by me and down to the pool born from the tears of the lost, I dare to dive. I dare to take my moment among all those before me and curse off all the belittling blasphemies which have haunted me. I'm no perfect picture, not a porcelain doll to be protected and treasured. 

I'm broken, and those are the ones who survive the impossible.

Cass attempts to fall from Heaven
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{Results}

Current Damage: 25/100

1-15

[cameo]

Lyra ~ D4F Runner

The sudden chaos of all that happens next is difficult to comprehend. Aid rains down upon our dwindling Beings, and protection sews together our wounded exteriors. For the briefest moment I’m able to reconnect with the One I love dearest, though not for long… never for long. Similar to the length that everything occurs. The Monstrous Being of all Grievers is viciously gifted to us next, and a fighting stance must take us Lovers… though before our weapons even scrape a chance of forward motion, the Beast squeals to it’s demise much faster then anticipated… And by a petite, youthful Girl at that. A breath of safety flutters past my lips, but that doesn’t last very long either.

Just as I reach for his hand, the tides separate us once more. I want to resist, to flail, and to reconnect with my Love - though I know that if I do such, resistance will claim me to where I shouldn’t be. Despite my distaste to do such, I must know that we’ll rejoin again at the end of this brutal story. And with that in mind, I allow the waters to take me to where I must go.

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{Result}

Lyra's Damage: 20/100

1-15

[Arrow]

Lucifer Torshall
District Four

    In a second it stops, the screaming the scarlet staining the sea, it all stops. The looming shadow stops struggling and silence is all that creeps from the cruel crevice of his mouth. Maze Maker Hemishift must certainly be screaming. I refuse to let my thoughts of her brutality keep me from what really matters, my family. Against tides and torture I shove and swim with fingers unfurling and arms outstretched, I have to reach them... I have to. But the tides keep turning us away from such a relished reunion, they make the Maze Maker's point very precise. Only victors can afford such a luxury as love now, we were her toys to torment. Our humanity has been lost. 

    One after another I watch the fall and listen for the cheers or the cries, no crying ever comes. Up above the world I watch alone standing in the portal from what has become my life. Two worlds connect through a running fall yet I can't help but miss the beauty of the one behind me. There I found love and found within myself the fire to fight. If I fall in good graces I face a tyrant's wrath... I look to the water falling and just barely see Lyra emerge safely below. There isn't any option or decision, the last living Runner doesn't belong in these seas anymore. I fall from my seat upon the rails and let fate takes it claim on my destiny.

I pray, may we meet again.

Lucifer tries to follow Lyra and his baby
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{Results}

Current Damage: 0/100

1-15

[Arrow]

VICTORY

    
    Days of terror have toiled to extinction. As they fall from the heavens the world bends before them, a world of air and land. While they falls the water washes away the stains of their past yet carry them into the birth of their new titles. Forever more will their names be remembered in glory and respect as the ones to escape and survive the 46th Quell. All hail the Victors of the 46th Maze Running Quell, Rulers of Atlantis.

    Over the speakers the famous voice of Claudius Templesmith blares through proud and true for all the fans surrounding you to hear. "Ladies and Gentlemen I am pleased to present to you the Victors of the 46th Maze Running! Lyra and Lucifer Torshall of District Four! Cassandra Crusader of District Six! And last but certainly not least, Iain Deseme of District Eleven! Congratulations!" Then you watch the world fade to black. You've made it out alive.