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Raven Anthracite
 Posted on: Feb 21 2018, 08:34 PM
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you've got my head spinning
16
Student
Posts: 189
Kacie
Rep: 3 pts


Raven only grew colder by the moment... The words that everyone around her said were muddled and she felt like she was underwater or moving through quicksand. She hurt everywhere. But she had to keep fighting. She had lost track of how many times they had hit her, of how many times their weapons had cut into her skin. She moved closer to Robyn again and stabbed at her. It was all she could do now.
HP: 27/311
AC: 9
Injuries: Cut on arm (bandaged), various cuts (bandaged)
Clothing: (each item is worth 4 scraps of cloth). Undershirt, Overalls, Gas mask, Heavy boots, Helmet with broken headlight, feather hat
Inventory: Floral Backpack (Set of 5 throwing knives (1d40+2 from whetstone [1 w/ 1d12 poison, 1 without.]), metal flask (empty), metal shards (6), scarf), Yellow Tool Bag (Sticks (2), Large Bottle of Purified Water (1 portion), Spare Boots), Rainbow Fanny Pack (String, x1 match), Spear (1d30 short-range, 1d45 mid-range thrown w/ 1d12 poison applied)
Actions: Attacked Robyn
Rolls: Dice Roll: 1d30+7: 23+7 = 30
Notes: Mid Hurricane. Short to Robyn. (sorry, it's short! Trying to get things ready to go out of town!)

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Starvation (Can go one day without food)
Bravado +5 to attack when facing more than one opponent (Whether she is alone or not)
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Hurricane Ebbenfleau
 Posted on: Feb 21 2018, 08:59 PM
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Rock You Like A Hurricane
Eighteen
D4 Victor
Posts: 446
Issy
Rep: 11 pts



The girls were falling. They were looking ragged and their blood was mixing on the ground with the black coal. The games were going to end exactly where they had begun. It was a bit poetic when a person would look at it. But, his attention was quickly drawn to the girl who was apologizing. For what? Hurricane shook his head. If anything, Robyn was a big reason that Hugh was where he was. She had found the water, she had stuck by him and made it so he wasn't the third wheel in an uneasy alliance.

She had saved him. But, he hadn't really said that.

But, he couldn't stop until Raven was dead. Hurricane could hold her and reassure her that she had done all that she could. He couldn't remind her that it was going to be okay. Hugh may not have truly loved her. But, he could appreciate that she had been the right choice in partners. But, he couldn't thank her for all she had done, thank her for following him... until Raven was dead.

His blue eyes looked back to Raven as he grumbled and needed this moment. He needed this to be the end. Raven was so close to killing Robyn. And that wasn't right. Well... a little interesting that they were just a chain of district partner killers. But, either way his ax was pulled up and he hoped for the last time.



HP: 271/351
AC: 11
Injuries: Bruises
Clothing: Undershirt, Jumper, Overalls, Gas mask, Heavy boots, Helmet with broken headlight.
Inventory:Ax (1d44+2) Black & Yellow Backpack: [Matches (3), 10 Cloth Scraps, Guide to Red Granite Mining (Book), Whetstone (in a pocket), 1 Moltov (1d13 DOT after lighting), Packed Lunch (Lemonade, 1 drink)) Set of Sticks (6)] Green Crib Bag (lighter (unlimited uses), teabags, Cold & Flu Tablets, Pen Knife (1d23), antidote, Stew (2 portions), Gem
Actions: Attacks Raven
Rolls: Dice Roll: 1d44+7: 23+7 = 30
Proximity: Short to Raven & Robyn
Notes: Whetstone +2. Attribute +5.

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Capitol Appeal (able to receive two donations a day)
Prince Charming: +5 attack when fighting female tributes.
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Robyn Thistila
 Posted on: Feb 21 2018, 09:48 PM
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"Why be sad when you can smile?"
Sixteen
Student
Posts: 166
Shadow
Deceased
Rep: 11 pts


Beauty was distorted. Something ugly and terrifying, now wonderful and relief. Something innocent and pure now monstrous and grotesque. The games were all about change. The change no one asks for, and yet still is forced to undergo. The blast of a cannon it would make Robyn’s heart sink every time she heard it. It was the sign that somewhere, someone was dead. Someone’s struggle for life was over before it’d even begun. And Robyn hated to think about that. Hated to think that there were people suffering, and she could do nothing to help them.

That's what she was put on this earth to do. To help, to make people happy, to spread her manufactured joy to those that needed it most. Even those that didn’t were sure to find kindness in her gentle embrace and sweet smiles. She found genuine joy in helping others, in caring for them and loving them just as she had always dreamed of having people do for her. But now, there was a chance. The cannon blast that went off was a sweet sound, a lovely musical masterpiece that Robyn felt as though she could dance to. It meant Hugh would live. It meant he had won. It meant the fight was over. It meant she could go to sleep now, and never hurt again.

Robyn couldn’t feel the pain anymore. Raven’s knife had stabbed deep into her chest right before Hugh struck her down. The blade was still there, a grim reminder that her time was up. But, first, she had something to do. The last bloody axe slips from her fingers, clattering to the ground as she takes a step forwards. She wanted to get to Hugh, just to be with him. “We-ngh-we did it...Hugh...we did it…” she cheers softly. She was too weak, too gone. She trips, sending herself stumbling into him. She feels the warmth radiating from his body, and desperately tries to cling to it. To warm herself up. But the blood is slippery, her grasp is weak. She collapses at his feet, never to stand again. She lies there in the pool of blood, whimpering softly.

Hugh...Hugh please...I don’t want to be alone…please” she begs, weakly reaching a hand out to him as the tears begin to pool in her eyes. She thought she had been finished with crying, but in the end she was just a big cry baby. But...soon her tears would stop forever. Soon there’d be nothing more to cry about.

The sun was setting.


HP: 21/319
AC: 8
Injuries: Deep Slice in Stomach, Welt on Back, Welt on Left Shoulder, Thin slice on Right Bicep, Arrow in Chest, Arrow in Left Shoulder, Arrow in lower back, Arrow in Stomach, Stab wound in Left Hand, Stab wound in Collarbone.
Clothing: Undershirt (Bottom sliced off), Overalls (Top sliced off), Gas mask, Heavy boots, Helmet with broken headlight.
Inventory: 1 Throwing Axe (1d42)
Mining Pick (1d38)
Empty Bottle, Empty Bottle, Ethanol, Bandages (+5 HP), Bandages (+10 HP)
Proximity: Short to Hurricane
Actions: None
Rolls: None
Notes: None

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Concealing (Automatic hide success once per IC day)
Fleedom (Can flee successfully (unlimited) on even days)
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Hurricane Ebbenfleau
 Posted on: Feb 21 2018, 10:22 PM
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Rock You Like A Hurricane
Eighteen
D4 Victor
Posts: 446
Issy
Rep: 11 pts



If there was anything that could be memorable about the games was the way that Hurrican manipulated the people around him from start to finish. Haven and Antiope had been too strong to play mind games with. They wouldn't make the end happen the way he had wanted. The way that got him home and back to Circe. Back home to make his mother finally proud. And maybe find out who his father was. There were so many things to do when he was out of this dark arena.

Hurricane had a look of satisfaction as the cannon boomed in the sky. For a career, he really didn't have that many kills. He was able to do the damage that needed to be done and then let his minions clean up the rest. It didn't matter. His name was going in the books as a victor and he didn't care if he could have had more kills to his name... that wasn't what it was about for him. He was alive. And at his feet was the girl who fell for all of it.

He dropped down to his knees and allowed his arms to wrap around her. But, it was all a false sense of security when he placed that very tame kiss on her forehead. It was meaningless and he was already grinning where she couldn't see. For a moment, he was silent as his arms traveled up her body. His hands wrapping around her neck, easily making it all around as he pressed fingers into her skin. His lips gently pressed against her cheek and then jaw... and then he paused beside her ear. "Correction. I did it." It was finally the truth passing through his lips.

Hurricane just had to wait for that last cannon to sound. The moment that would make it real. Because as he held fast against her neck to choke her... he didn't even make it a quick snap of the neck like Falabella. It was a slow suffocation as he looked up at the wall knowing full well they would be making the camera angle the best they could. He was going home.



HP: 271/351
AC: 11
Injuries: Bruises
Clothing: Undershirt, Jumper, Overalls, Gas mask, Heavy boots, Helmet with broken headlight.
Inventory:Ax (1d44+2) Black & Yellow Backpack: [Matches (3), 10 Cloth Scraps, Guide to Red Granite Mining (Book), Whetstone (in a pocket), 1 Moltov (1d13 DOT after lighting), Packed Lunch (Lemonade, 1 drink)) Set of Sticks (6)] Green Crib Bag (lighter (unlimited uses), teabags, Cold & Flu Tablets, Pen Knife (1d23), antidote, Stew (2 portions), Gem
Actions: Attacks Robyn
Rolls: Dice Roll: 1d18+10: 14+10 = 24
Proximity: Short to Robyn
Notes: Attribute +5. Career Unarmed Bonus +5.

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Jugular (Double hit 34)
Capitol Appeal (able to receive two donations a day)
Prince Charming: +5 attack when fighting female tributes.
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Robyn Thistila
 Posted on: Feb 21 2018, 11:00 PM
Quote
"Why be sad when you can smile?"
Sixteen
Student
Posts: 166
Shadow
Deceased
Rep: 11 pts


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Hurricane wanted his moment. He wanted that special, perfectly planned moment in which he finally would force Robyn to realize there was no Hugh. That boy was just as evil and manipulative as the world thought he was. He didn’t feel, didn’t care, didn’t love. He was a career. And all careers were the same. It was the warning, time and time again. Over and over they say the careers were murderous villains. But Robyn wanted to believe differently. She’d always been a little rebellious in that sense. She didn’t want to believe what the world told her. When Zinaya told her the fear was what made you survive, Robyn had ignored it. She loved feeling safe and wanted, Hugh gave her that. And now he wanted to take it all away. He wanted that satisfaction.

But it never came. It was too late.

Too perfect.

He’d fed her the lie for so long, and there was nothing he could do to destroy it. It was all just a void. Robyn was already dying, she was clinging on to a little thread of life that was unraveling and unwinding with each passing moment. He pulled her up in his arms and she felt so safe and warm. She knew he wouldn’t leave her, she knew he’d always be there. She never doubted him. Her sight was fading so quickly, but she could still see his beautiful face. All her life she only wanted someone to care for her and love her like Hugh had. There had never been a moment where she had been happier than she had been dancing with him in the mess all. That’s where she was in her mind. Back in that warm, sunny place where the future didn’t matter and the past couldn’t touch her. It was just him and her, and they were beautiful.

The last thing she truly felt was how he wrapped her up in his strong arms. How he held her as she slipped away into the darkness. She didn’t even know what it was that had ended her life. She didn’t know that her sweet angel was the one to do it, to take complete sadistic glee in watching the blood bubble down her lips as she struggled for air. She had heard words in her ear, sweet murmurings, all too blank and meaningless except in her mind.

I love you.

I love you. That was what she heard him say. Because it didn’t matter what he had really said, those venomous fangs sinking down into the poor little fly. “I love you- be happy...goodbye” she had been able to respond, able to utter before his hands wrapped tightly around her throat, effectively beginning to drown her in her own blood. The spider may have won. He may have won it all. But the fly didn’t die alone. The world saw her perish in a tragic display of one sided romance. But in her mind, the spider was there, and she loved him, his sweet words and kisses. She fell for them, and loved them all the same.

She was in a warm place, a happy place, full of sunshine. Where she could dance and smile and run and laugh. Where no one would hate her, and the world would love her and accept her with open arms. As the spider consumed the fly, she smiled up at him, a bright and beautiful smile that would never truly die. The tragedy that befell a loving and noble hero would live on through him, through his cruelty, but never in the satisfaction of seeing the warmth she possessed for him die within her. And so.

Robyn Thistila died just as she was born.

Happy.


HP: 0/319
AC: 8
Injuries: Deep Slice in Stomach, Welt on Back, Welt on Left Shoulder, Thin slice on Right Bicep, Arrow in Chest, Arrow in Left Shoulder, Arrow in lower back, Arrow in Stomach, Stab wound in Left Hand, Stab wound in Collarbone.
Clothing: Undershirt (Bottom sliced off), Overalls (Top sliced off), Gas mask, Heavy boots, Helmet with broken headlight.
Inventory: 1 Throwing Axe (1d42)
Mining Pick (1d38)
Empty Bottle, Empty Bottle, Ethanol, Bandages (+5 HP), Bandages (+10 HP)
Proximity: Short to Hurricane
Actions: Sets
Rolls: None
Notes: I loved this. I loved everything about this. My soul hurts though. Wonderful character Issy, I look forward to see where else he goes! Good Games everyone, I can't wait to see what stories we create next!


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