green hell | prj v. sunscorched snakeroot ; day two
Mar 6, 2022 0:44:50 GMT -5
Post by eulalie blake 1a 🍒 tris on Mar 6, 2022 0:44:50 GMT -5
nest of sunscorched snakeroot ;
[ 75 out of 75 HP ]
whip·whip·whip·whip
"Ah. There are rats in the garden."
Her fingertips glide across the virtual map, honing in on the tributes seeking shelter from the mutts that have claimed the arena as their own personal battlefield. She can feel the vibration of war move up through her skin, an electric charge igniting in her veins, like she's rolling her thumb across the spark wheel of a lighter. End of innocence. It's as thrilling as she imagined it would be. All the terrors she wished on them, realized. She sits before her control panel, and it feels like a homecoming.
If ever there was salvation for her god-complex, all hope burns in the blue light of the hologram blur. In the garden, stirred by the slow dance of Maryn's fingers, the vines along the walls seem to tighten and pulse. A verdant, beating heart. In a matter of moments, quiet breaths trying to hide whispers, the plant life seems to come alive with a frantic, hissing hunger. Disturbed from their hibernation, scales charred to a dry, black rot — stubborn flowers peeking around fangs dripping with venom. A nest of snakeroot.
It's all much too overwhelming for them. The night is ending, and yet they've never been more afraid. They twist, and they lunge, and their anxiety moves through them in waves. Maryn drums her fingers in a steady beat, face calm and composed, more than willing to kick a hornet's nest and make it land in a stranger's lap if it means getting a good show. "Come on, wake up." She says the words almost impatiently, as if the horde of writhing serpents isn't horrifying enough. The 90th Annual Hunger Games are a new era, an unknown frontier waiting for her to conquer it, and she will see it done.
The snakes try to find safety in a cage of terrible things, slithering away from the drumming sound in an attempt to avoid danger — but it's everywhere, each turn is a strange new creature glaring down at them. Frightening them. It's funny how much perspective can change something.
They don't mean to be cruel.This is only nature.
"Dinner's served."
[ attacks kareem, whip]
UAPD15opfVwhip
[ welt on back, 2.5 ]
[ attacks isaac, whip ]
whip
[ welt on back, 2.5 ]
[ attacks isabella, whip ]
whip
[ miss ]
[ attacks bowie, whip ]
whip
[ miss ]
[ format by rave ]