Together We Can Find Our Way Home {O.O.D Alliance}

[cameo]

~Location D of Silver Path~

The thick hedges of the miniature maze subtly alter into the glorious, unnaturally connecting, trees that they were before. As a new moon appears with an alluring purple hue, clarity within sight softly grows from the prior entire blackness. And with the gentle vision, it becomes evident that the breadcrumbs are still leading the way to the ultimate destination. Though the brutal winds have only settled slightly, the crumbs are adamant upon remaining. But to no surprise, this trail does not lead to the safety this Maze does not pertain. Warning doesn’t present itself, before a new threat reigns upon the surrounding.

Task: Runners must fight against 6 Fairies. Please wait for the Grievers to post first, then any order amongst the Runners is permitted.

[EMS]

When the boss called for them to do a job, the fairies were pleased to answer. They danced around, flapping their wings prancing about. They were created for this project. To wreck havoc among the remaining runners living. They weren't afraid. While they may look nice and pretty on the outside, they had a black heart pounding inside their soulless chest. One moved forward, and the other five followed along without any worries in the world. They were strong, and brave, and they knew exactly how to fight. The morning was spent making sure they were prepared for whatever runners came their way. They practiced moving around, and they sharpened their teeth. No puny little runners would stand in their way.

One whispered to another, and they all stood in the middle of the forest. The wind made it nearly impossible to keep their wings fluttering, and when one saw the runners coming and heading their direction, they decided it was best to sneak attack. They fluttered forward together with only one thing on their mind.

And when they were close enough, the six fairies attacked.

Rosetta attacks Salem with teeth {knife}
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minor gash on R arm -- 5 damage
00/25

Fawn attacks Lorenza with teeth {knife}
251-300
block -- 0 damage
00/25

Silvermist attacks Chance with teeth {knife}
251-300
stabbed in chest -- 25 damage
00/25

Tinker Bell attacks Kaydence with teeth {knife}
251-300
minor gash on back -- 5 damage
00/25

Iridessa attacks Zander with teeth {knife}
251-300
gash on L leg -- 10 damage
00/25

Vidia attacks (Kaydence) with teeth {knife}
1-5
1. Salem
2. Lorenza
3. Chance
4. Kaydence
5. Zander

251-300
gash on L thigh -- 10 damage
00/25

251-300·251-300·251-300·251-300·251-300·1-5·251-300

[cameo]

Kaydence Aqua

Decaying leafs crackle underneath steps. Or perhaps it’s the abundance of breadcrumbs being smothered below the souls of our shoes. Either way purely the songs of nature fluttering amongst senses. Silence continues to roam amongst all of us, and I absolutely despise it. Is it due to the ultimate truth that this Maze has a cruel finger upon us, that solely one of us may escape from this place alive? Perhaps the answer will never be spoken, while I brutally hate it nonetheless.

Within the wordless stroll, I discover a moment to walk beside Salem. Amongst this lack of violence moment, it’s doubtful that the cameras are observing us, hopefully leaving my Siblings blind to my current speech. “Any chance you have a spell that’ll have my family forget about me? Or one that’ll keep them from being upset if I don’t make it out of here?” The question’s left hanging on a brief pause, seeking for the result that I crave – until I realize an explanation is probably required. “Of course, they think I’m going to return home to them alive. But what if I can’t?... Who’s to say I deserve to survive this more than anyone else?” The reasoning is left with purely more wonders.

A foreign noise interrupts our conversation, a buzzing interweaving through the harsh breeze. And before realization can even be collected, miniature Beings are snipping at our exteriors. It’s difficult to even observe their form within their speedy dance through the atmosphere. But surely two separate Creatures bite upon my skin – and instinctively my weapon’s charging for the last one to carve its fangs into me.

{Kaydence attacks Vidia ~ Unicorn Horns (10 throwing knifes)}
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{Light Stab In Chest: 20 Damage}

Kaydence's Damage: 15/100

301-350

[riddle]

Salem Fysco

    Ancient eras ebb eradicating ethereal existence of eternal darkness. Overhead banshees bellow beyond reasonable distances drowning out the deathly dismays of another daunting "day". Steps seep into sodden soil as sleepless soldiers scurry forward following cruel crumbs. Lost lingering inside the ignited intelligence of my sheer sentience a terrible thought does draw out from my cerebral crevices. Could each minute spent meandering down this dark disarray prove fatal? Perhaps prison within the eternal exile beyond the built barricades of life holds more promising power than is already capable of being controlled... I shrug such sorrow swiftly off my skin. Victory is the only cruel crown which can be affixed to my head in placement of pristine power.

    For the first second of my swift study I detect details changed upon my clothing, the necklace of sacred skull shines no longer. A sigh slips from my corners of my creased lips recalling the cruel canon cracking through the sky just hours earlier, the necklace lifts from its home. "I'm sorry Tina, you probably deserved so much better." I steal sneakily away from the sauntering shadows of my group's safety to send a spell spiraling through the acidic air. "Tutus dimiserunt itinerantur." The words warp and whip in terrific tune to the fingers fiddling with the severed sight of her lingering life line. "Be safe."

    Back buried within wandering warriors one steps closer crawling into my step's shadows. Kaydence speaks of believes buried beneath my skin stirring a slight smile to my face despite her such clear souring sorrow. A single touch trembles against her soft shoulder. "There is never a spell which can shatter the ties of blood bounds, family is forever. Memories may be manipulated but I shall share no such spell or cast such a curse, don't let doubt bury you alive." A smile is all I can share before brutal buzzing beats away any sense of safety beneath a purple plight in the sky. My sword slips to its spot, war is welcome in a wizard's world.

Salem strikes Vidia with his Sword
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{Shallow Stabbed Right Arm -- 15 damage }

Salem's Damage: 5/100

101-150

[alice]

Zander Thomas

Eventually the glorious Moon glistens it’s new purple hue upon the path we carry down. Crickets chirp a breathtaking tune, while the violent breeze howls through the night – indicating no such noise of an oncoming brutality…yet. Preparation is key as Father consistently lectures; training in solely skills of strength and combat leave most Careers deadly yet naïve. Indicating an approaching battle can be just a powerful as knowledge in how to fight in one, and fortunately for myself I’m talented in both aspects. Distant chatter between Kaydence and Salem even whispers from up ahead, leaving my concentration upon the other two within our alliance.

“I’m glad we all rejoined at the end of that obstacle back there. We’re all valuable within this alliance. We’re going to need each other in the shit to come.” Compliments attempt to comfort them, especially Chance given his new disability. “Once we can find a location with stuff, maybe we can make you something for better transportation. A wheelbarrow would be perfect.” But before such a luxury can even be spoken of further, a buzzing alerts my senses. Immediately my weapon is drawn, preparing for the altercation to come. A bite snips at my leg, but once more it’s Chance that takes the worse end. Instinct draws my sharp Tooth of a knife towards the little Demon who dares to inflict more damage across the One who’s already wounded.

{Zander attacks Silvermist ~ Giant Bear Tooth (knife)}
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{Shallow Stab on Right Arm: 15 Damage}

Current Damage: 10/100

251-300

[Kaplan]

Lorenza Aita

Even when the others spoke, Lorenza remained relatively silent. She felt stupid from the previous day, having lost herself in that mini maze. She was just relieved to have now reconvened with her alliance. The girl felt safer now. She couldn't imagine having to fight something on her own, had something attacked her- especially in the darkness they had been experiencing. When the moon changed to what she assumed meant the next day, however, it glowed a lighter, purple color, making it much easier to see where they were going.

This was certainly helpful, as it didn't take long for six fairies to come out of seemingly nowhere and attack their group. Although Lorenza managed to block the first attack, she wasn't sure she'd be so successful the next time. Now she just needed to fight and hope for the best. She lunged at the fairy that had tried to harm her, pitchfork ready to stab into the small and seemingly delicate being.

Lorenza attacks Fawn with Pitchfork (Spear)
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{Shallow Stab On Right Arm — 15 damage}

Lorenza's Damage: 5/100

151-200

[Marree]

Chance volturi

    
The new disability don't hinder Chance much at all. At first, he challenged the disability with pride but now, he could just see the light at the end of the tunnel. Each day, he was given another chance to redeem his name. Today, he would seek justice for his forthcomings. He wanted nothing more than to make it out of the maze, but what quality of life could he have if he were to make it out alive? Would they be able to repair his spine?

A nice gesture was given in form of words, offering up a solution to his sore wrists and overstretched back. He wasn't exactly the most limber of the tributes, but when push came to shove, he literally had to do what was necessary in order to become less of a burden on the people helping him.

"That would be..." Buzzing overcame his ears, and he could see his teammates all make the same and Chance swats at the beasts overhead leaving his middle open. With one hand swatting, and one hand to adjust his stability, a piercing force stabs him right in the chest, alight with pain, he finds himself hauling the axe in whatever direction the nearest fairy was. The crippling pain making him topple to the side a moment later.

Chance attacks Silvermist with Axe
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Chance: 25/100
495. Gash On Right Arm -- 10 damage

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[EMS]

The fairies cried the moment two of their sisters died. Fawn had taken the worse of the damage, but she wasn't about to let them walk away. The four remaining fairies looked at one another sharpening their teeth. They wanted a fight. They wanted to protect their own because their masters counted on them. These runners made them look small, but their ferocious teeth made them strong. They looked at the five standing before them knowing they were outnumbered, yet they knew they still stood a chance. All they had to do was attack in unison and all would finally pay off.

Rosetta attacks Salem with teeth {knife}
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295. Minor Gash On Left Arm -- 5 damage
00/25

Fawn attacks Lorenza with teeth {knife}
251-300
263. Gash On Left Leg -- 10 damage
15/25

Silvermist has died

Tinker Bell attacks Kaydence with teeth {knife}
251-300
289. Dodged -- 0 damage
00/25

Iridessa attacks Zander with teeth {knife}
251-300
272. Stabbed In Back -- 25 damage
00/25

Vidia has died

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[cameo]

Kaydence Aqua

These petite critters exceed assumptions viciously, as though illustrating the performance of us younger Runners thus far in the Maze. Despite their miniature demeanor, they’re stuttering our presences as they brutally feast upon our exteriors. Even when one of my weapons carve into one of the faeries’ chest, the little thing only shrieks with fiercer desires to see us defeated to our graves. Fortunately, however, it’s not permitted the chance - as Salem carves an ending blow upon it’s demise. There’s a temptation in my lips to smirk at him, while his former words repeating in my thoughts force the corners into a downward spiral rather.

What gives him the power to accept or deny someone’s wishes for these supposed spells that he may or may not have? “How can you call it a curse if it numbs them from potential pain?” I nearly bark at him in the midst of this battle. Perhaps it’s poor decision to discuss this now, as the cameras are surely upon us, but I keep my statements vague. “And there’s no blood ties between us, I was adopted.” Is shared with so much more desired to be added - except that another wave of combat strikes upon us.

In a simple turn I swipe from the aim of one of the fairies. And to return the favor of Salem destroying one of my opponents, my target pinpoints onto the tiny beast who’s bitten into him.

{Kaydence attacks Rosetta ~ Unicorn Horns (10 throwing knifes)}
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{Knife in Neck: 200 Damage overkill}

Kaydence's Damage: 15/100

301-350

[riddle]

Salem Fysco

    Another agonizing answer to simple truths which toil from my tongue greets my ears over the frequently fluttering wings of the devils around us. While words wind into my ears ringing with desire to end ensured suffering, my eyes follow the fast flicking of small shadows through the dark skies. Overhead another daunting dive prepares to present itself, while for a mere moment I turn my attention to the girl tainted by the terrible tether of name gilded in golden victory. The fire flickering and fueling her mystic movements and her hardened heart is crystal clear through the remittance of her aura. Although secretly a softer soul of mine longs to sing sacred songs deemed unhallowed by elders of past, my better self knows such actions are not for public eyes through secret cameras to see. I search for a sentence hoping to conjure some structure of sorry in a sweet tone wafting upon true moral values, alas as I search the depths of my darkness I remember I that a witch holds no such sounding sympathy. I own only one whispering voice to speak through. 

    "Blood is beyond just material, its soul links to choices made. If you are family then a blood bond you undoubtedly share." The words start to spill from my lips but I can see confusion creeping through their meaning and I continue quickly hoping to quiet the possible swell of dismay. "Memories are sacred, sewn into the souls of our beings. To undo just one of these laces would be to change a person entirely, I won't destroy them for safety from pain. Whether you live or die shall stitch their souls in a special way, never change destiny out of uncertain fear."

    Suddenly the sky splinters and shatters as shows sift from above. I prepare myself for the tiny soldier's assault as I watch all my allies and friends do the same. A prick and a trickle tends to my arm as I avoid most of a dangerous dance. Instead of following my own assailant I turn to Zander's who showers in his stolen scarlet. I refuse to allow my greatest assistants purge in flames other than the ones I have destined for them eventually. 

Salem strikes Iridessa with his Sword
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{Welp uhhh double instas woo! Stabbed through Heart -- 200 damage}

Salem's Damage: 10/100

101-150

[alice]

Zander Thomas

Words begin to speak from Chance, but completion is not accepted within this fairytale war of a maze. Within the depths of my contemplation I can hear my Father roaring over not being so friendly, that concentration should solely be selfishly on myself. But together we defeat the vicious, clawing Teeth of a single fairy. Surely we should be able to conquer them all to their demises rather easily - except despite their puny size, these Grievers were not crafted to be simple kills. Certainly Father would be more proud to witness a maniac, murdering son within these weaving halls of trees, while truthfully my chances reign greater with the assistance of others.

A second round of desperate bites nip across our exteriors; and this time it’s myself who’s tasted with the most brutality. But a yelp refuses to seep from my clenched teeth, as I tumble forward in attempt at distance from the hungry monster. Swiftly I turn to face the beast, solely to witness Salem destroying my Competitor. He’s so tiny, yet can demolish a threat with ease. My Father would probably prefer him over my current performance, yet still the both of us have chosen the company of others. It’s times like these where we realize the benefits of having one another.

“Thanks.” I express my gratitude, before rushing back to my feet to join back in the violence. Randomly I pick one of the last two remaining, craving the destruction of all these little pests.

{Zander attacks Fawn ~ Giant Bear Tooth (knife)}
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{Medium Gash: 20 Damage}

Current Damage: 35/100

251-300

[Kaplan]

Lorenza Aita

The fairies were falling all around Lorenza, her allies taking them down. In that moment, she felt relatively useless. She'd done very little damage to the creatures, and even if she didn't want to kill a fellow runner, she wouldn't mind taking down a griever. If she were to die, at least she would have fought back. Plus, maybe she'd even have fun doing it. After all, Lorenza was always up for fun. She'd always been a party girl.

Lorenza attacks Tinker Bell with Pitchfork (Spear)
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{Deep Stab On Left Thigh — 25 damage }

Lorenza's Damage: 15/100

151-200