Better Go Get Your Armor (Cam, Open)
Oct 2, 2010 20:06:27 GMT -5
Post by shrimp on Oct 2, 2010 20:06:27 GMT -5
This fight takes place in a very large plain, filled with multiple flowers of different colors. Here, the sky is a nice orange-y color, comparable to Orange Crush. The clouds are fluffy and almost seem like marshmallows. There are many Citrus Trees around here, so you infer that it must be closer to District 11 than any other District around.
The forecast for the day is windy, with gusts up to twenty mph. The sky is supposed to be partly sunny, with a high temperature of 75 degrees Fahrenheit, around 23.9 degrees Celsius.
In the center of the meadow/plain is the Cornucopia, filled with as many items that you could think about.
Rules
- All weapons are allowed to be in play.
- HP = 50
- This is not supposed to be extremely spammish, so please don't post extremely short posts such as
I came to the meadow. I saw people. I'm angsty so I decided to beat the living daylight out of them
[[attacks said person]]- Fleeing is allowed
- All deaths/injuries do not exist outside this thread, unless if you want to of course
- Please list attack and amount of damage
[rand=146492048210757233951838186784766367652029348415656821953687054908]Sundra Wie
I find myself in a wide open meadow. The aroma here is breathtakingly sweet. I breathe the addicting fragrance in, I could just stand here forever, not worrying about any troubles; not thinking about Trace.
There's a large Cornucopia here though, which leads me to believe that this must be some kind of variation of the Hunger Games. I don't want to die now. I look around, hoping to find somewhere to run. But all I see is a endless flat, colorful landscape for miles and miles. There isn't going to be a way to hide.
There's at least one other person here; and they're going to try to kill me. That's the only plausible thing that runs through my mind. Adrenaline rushes through my veins. My heart starts beating, my legs start shaking.
You have to go Sundra. Go.
And I take off, grabbing a golden sword as I race towards the array of weapons. I see movement on the other side of the Cornucopia. There's no time to worry about morals. This is war.
[[attacks Cam's charrie w/sword]]
[dice=200+1000]
Severed Left Arm at Shoulder?
