Fe/Males of War [[Cam, Semper, Shrimp, Sky!]]

The tunnel seems endless, trapping me within a small, dark space that will go on forever. I wonder if I'll never see the light again. But still, it ends too soon. I feel a gust of cool air, causing the hairs on my arm to stand up in shock. It's a jungle. Greenery of every shade of green, blowing in the wind. We're in a clearing though. All around us, a wall of foliage blocks our view from seeing whatever is beyond.

And in the center of the clearing, stands the cornucopia. It's gleaming golden metal shines brightly in my eyes, the sun trying to prevent me from escaping this fight alive. There's three other tributes here. All of us must fight. All of us can escape, but that's not likely.

6...5...4...

I think of my mother. Is she watching me right now? She has to be. This is probably mandatory viewing. But I can't stop to think of my district now. That's the past. This, this is the future.

3...2...1...

Dong!

And I run towards the cornucopia, hoping that the odds will be in my favor.

Damn it.

I've tripped over a small rock on my dash to the cornucopia. I land hard on the ground. But I can't stay still. Staying still equals death in the arena. I quickly spring back up, and somehow make my way to the Cornucopia without being noticed.

But as soon as I'm in a 10 yard radius from the golden horn,

CRACK

The District 4 girl is suddenly there, and she punches my right knee. It hurts like hell. I can barely move, I think she broke it.

But I have to fight now. I need to get something, anything from this Bloodbath.

And I, Will Atlas, cannot die here. Not now, when the show's just begun.

I spy a knife lying within reach, but someone's already there. So I quickly throw a punch to reach it.

[attacks Bear]
Unarmed: [dice=200+5000]
Miss

Chaos ensued, as expected, and Ocean was left in the middle of things, with nowhere to go, nothing to hear, and nothing to grab at. It seemed that whatever she wanted to get was out of reach. She desperately tried to get an axe, only to be picked up by a larger male. She ran around, the wind tickling her ears, yet letting nothing that was even remote to a sound in. A long, gleaming sword caught her eye, and there was one girl in the way. Ocean wasn't one to fight, but she was going to win, and she needed a weapon, right?

takeba.
[dice=200+5000]

She scooped up a long cutlass and prepared for more battle.

The other guy punches my foot. It's not that hard, but it'll probably bruise later. It's all chaos now. We're scrambling to get back onto our feet. We need to fight, or nothing good will come out of this battle.

I somehow get to the knife. In one smooth move, I scoop the knife up, and hold it in a defensive position.

Just try and attack me now bitches.

I suddenly feel the need to inflict some damage. I have to make someone suffer at this point, because I need to get out of here soon. And I don't want to have to do this for nothing.

I swipe at the nearest person, aiming for damage.

[attacks Takeba w/knife]
Knife: [dice=200+2000]
Miss

Ocean Jones let out a small yelp of pain as a blade sliced her back. It was the girl she'd just pushed down to get her weapon, and Ocean felt stupid as she realized that it would've been easy for her to get up. It was strange, for Ocean was already changing, as quick as light filled a dark lit room.

As she rose her blade to once more hit the girl, she saw a shiny metallic surface quickly make its entrance and exit into her skin. She saw blood begin to pour, and she like out a growl of both frustration and pain. Ocean took her sword, and without thinking, swung at the boy.

bear.
sword. [dice=200+1000]
shallow cut on neck