To make or break a legacy// hg sim

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To make or break a legacy// hg sim Dec 28, 2023 3:38:48 GMT -5

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Post by Hafen d4 ⚓︎ minie on Dec 28, 2023 3:38:48 GMT -5

C I R C E M U R D O C K

Oleander Murdock hat attempted his best to secure the free tickets available to those of highest regards in society but failed to achieve such. Instead, he had reluctantly bought the desired tickets giving the instructions that if anyone were to ask; they were invited to attend for free. Keep up the appearance of nobility amongst the commoners. A few of his offspring had been given the chance to individually represent the family in different events; Circe was to prove herself in the hunger games simulator.

”You are being rewarded with an opportunity to display our family’s talent. This is not something I have decided lightly, you have proven yourself loyal to the Murdock name. I am expecting you to be on your best behavior.”

The hunger games simulator was Circe’s chance to prove to everyone that she was the most ruthless career the family had produced; in her eyes this was the moment she had been waiting for to make her mark as the one who would eventually carry on the family legacy. Every calculated step wove a pattern of ambition, ignoring that she was visibly a bastard. Her presentation was her moment to prove that she was worth the Murdock name just as any of her half siblings.

She smiled as the camera flashed for a family portrait, her brand new outfit for the occasion displaying the generational wealth. Virtue as she shook the hands extended to her, none of it genuine for it was all a show. She was an expensive attraction in the Murdock circus, freedom caged behind a firm patriarch that ran the show even if she was not aware she was completely under his influence.

Time had passed as she patiently waited for her turn, clapping at the end of each simulation before her however her mind was not paying attention to the other contestants. It did not matter how they performed, all that mattered was that she did better.

Her father gave her a slight nod as she stepped up to the plate, both a sign of approval and warning for if she were to fail only fate would know of the horror awaiting her in the four walls of the glass castle. Heart pounding in her chest she gripped her spear tight and kept her head held high as the pixels started to form displaying her holographic opponent.

Blair Murdock.

His face familiar from old pictures occasionally found in the house despite being a rare sight. His name well known to Circe for all the family’s pride and laurels rested on his victory. She did not hesitate, not even when the stake became a stinging stab wound in her side. If she could not beat Blair, even if it was nothing more than a holograph, she would become a laughingstock. Circe feared a loss would mean she would never be good enough. All her hours of training, every time she sabotaged a sibling in the name of loyalty would mean nothing. She would mean nothing.

Without a second’s time wasted, she was wielding her weapon against her grandfather. ”You are not winning this one, Blair”, she muttered under her voice.

[circe 0/20]
[holo Blair 0/20]

[Circe attacks holo Blair; spear]
EQ_25H|hO0spear
[3.5]

[holo Blair attacks Circe; knife]
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[ 4.0]

spear·knife

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To make or break a legacy// hg sim Dec 29, 2023 3:44:04 GMT -5

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Post by Hafen d4 ⚓︎ minie on Dec 29, 2023 3:44:04 GMT -5

C I R C E M U R D O C K

Circe’s spear only grazes the holographic version of her grandfather before it moves a speed she was quit not expecting. There was a firm slice on the back her neck, pain only there for a mere second but she did not doubt it’s existence. Gone as quick as it came.

She whipped her head around, using her spear to create some distance from Blair. A quick glance to the side made her father’s disapproval visible. A moment was enough, Circe needed to keep her attention on the simulation. The audience around her could not be of importance, their opinion the moment could not mean less. Yet it meant everything, every single one of their thoughts held meaning in her mind. She lived for the opinion of others, what they thought of her. She earned her own money on false pretenses; on an image she could sell.

Every single step, every single jab would alter their perception of her for Circe was not her own person. Indentured to her mother over the summer, indentured to her father over the winter. An extension of his being in this moment, a testimony to what the family was capable of. Circe Murdock hardly existed as an individual at all, she would have to do better than a scratch if she ever wanted to fully become her own.

[circe 4/20]
[holo Blair 3.5/20]

[Circe attacks holo Blair; spear]
KiwVsAk0Uqspear
[3.5 ]

[holo Blair attacks Circe; knife]
knife
[3.5]

spear·knife

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To make or break a legacy// hg sim Dec 29, 2023 4:16:48 GMT -5

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Post by Hafen d4 ⚓︎ minie on Dec 29, 2023 4:16:48 GMT -5

C I R C E M U R D O C K

The frustration started to boil up inside of Circe, a clot in her throat formed as the dissatisfaction of her attacks layed heavy against the pressure she felt. There was no doubt that she was better than this, her days were spent training for a moment like the one presented before her. ”Damn it”, she cursed quietly under her breath for no one else to hear.

Each stab with her spear felt unbalanced, her weight shifting to adjust with the length of the weapon she had chosen. One she had deemed herself an expert in. Circe was by appearance only a small girl, she knew it was vital to keep her opponent at a distance for when it came down to it, someone bigger and taller would easily be able to knock her off her feet. There was no mistake in the weapon she had chosen, her only fault in the inability to cope with the pressure.

Failure would mean failure to represent the family. It would mean to cast a negative light on the picture-perfect façade her father spent his life building. It would mean disappointing the one person whose approval and love was what mattered most to her. Circe’s drug was an addiction that could never be satisfied, there was never a thing she could do that would fill the empty hole in her heart. Amongst her siblings, she was broken in more ways they would never understand. Split in two by feuding adults, she always believed she knew who she was. If she could not succeed in a mere simulation, Circe feared that her security in herself would wither.

There was no sign of her emotional distress in her face, she maintained a concentrated look. For the viewers it would seem if she was just warming up, but so was the simulation. The distance she was kept with her spear ensured that Blair was never able to get close enough with his knife for a proper stab. Not before she would usher him away with her attempt to damage the holographic form.

It was obvious wit the choice of her opponent that they wanted a show. She was inclined to give them one. The clot in her throat grew bigger, channeling the whirlwind of emotions she would not sort through she lunged again towards the one who left her her legacy.

[circe 7.5/20]
[holo Blair 7/20]

[Circe attacks holo Blair; spear]
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[4.5 ]

[holo Blair attacks Circe; knife]
knife
[0.0]

spear·knife

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To make or break a legacy// hg sim Dec 29, 2023 4:32:27 GMT -5

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Post by Hafen d4 ⚓︎ minie on Dec 29, 2023 4:32:27 GMT -5

C I R C E M U R D O C K

Circe quickly stepped aside as Blair came running towards her, his knife searching for blood. This time managing to avoid letting him get anywhere near her. Slowly it became obvious that if anything, she was better defending herself from attacks than landing a blow that could end it all. Not entirely what one would expect from a career of her status. Most definitely not what she had thought of herself. She truly believed that if anything she was a fighter but what she had never noticed about herself was that foremost she was a survivor.

She pushed her way through her entire life, surviving the living hell on earth that her cards had let her. There was no shame in being someone who could stay alive, if anything that was what the family legacy was all about. Her grandfather had done nothing else but survive a games gone out of control; she was following in his footsteps. Adapting to the world around her, learning to hold her breath for impressive lengths. Even in her mother’s legacy, women who banded together to survive in a man’s world.

That was not enough for Circe, she wanted more.

There was no glory in merely surviving and then fading away into obscurity. She wanted both, she wanted it all. ”Is that the best you got?” she asked the holograph as if it were real. This fight was more real than anything else, because of just how much it mattered.

[circe 7.5/20]
[holo Blair 11.5/20]

[Circe attacks holo Blair; spear]
9MQxxo4xn7spear
[0.0]

[holo Blair attacks Circe; knife]
knife
[8.0]

spear·knife

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To make or break a legacy// hg sim Dec 29, 2023 4:44:35 GMT -5

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Post by Hafen d4 ⚓︎ minie on Dec 29, 2023 4:44:35 GMT -5

C I R C E M U R D O C K

There was a shift, a change in the simulation as she had muttered those words seconds before. Circe could not deny that the holograph radiated a new kind of intense energy, one that she had not seen before. Was it whoever was controlling the program? Were they taunting her? Or was it something no living human being could control.

Her knowledge of her grandfather was limited at best, he was the victor that brought glory to the family name. That was all Circe ever was aware of and never anymore. There was a tight lip secret of his life past the games, of what he had done. Had she awakened something that she did not know was even there to begin with? Who even was her grandfather and was she maybe too quick to judge his abilities?

Circe pondered the idea that there was something more, but not for long. The irrational fear that her father would find a way to hear her thoughts frightened her even more than loosing. He had his reason for keeping those details under lock and key, who was she to question his authority? That was not even close to her job here. She had let her attention slip for a second and had found herself with a holographic knife dug into her side. She did not scream in pain, for fear of looking weak. Instead, she bottled it up along with her frustration in herself and glaring eyes of her disappointed father.

The crowd was laughing now, they were laughing at her at her failure. Or so she thought, there was no telling if it was part of the simulation or not. Circe’s heart started to pound as the world spun in circles, maybe she was too young, and her father had entrusted her too early. The doubt settled into her mind as she tried to fight it off, but she had a real opponent in front of her. Something she could grasp that was what she really needed to concentrate on. Not her failing sense of self.

No more messing around, no more playing safe. It was time to go for the kill.

[circe 15.5/20]
[holo Blair 11.5/20]

[Circe attacks holo Blair; spear]
0tbKpFHY|zspear
[0.0]

[holo Blair attacks Circe; knife]
knife
[4.0]

spear·knife

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To make or break a legacy// hg sim Dec 29, 2023 4:54:34 GMT -5

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Post by Hafen d4 ⚓︎ minie on Dec 29, 2023 4:54:34 GMT -5

C I R C E M U R D O C K

Her doubts were getting to her, the growing nausea of failure was affecting her performance, and she did not know how to make it stop. Circe wanted nothing more than for the crowds to turn away, for her own father to leave the sight. She did not want him to see her fail out of fear of what was awaiting her at home.

Blair’s knife catches the hilt of her spear, throwing her of balance as it slips away from her hands. Stunned for a second, enough for a slicing sensation against her neck. Her legs automatically kicking her opponent away, sending Blair to the floor for a second. Long enough for her to retrieve her weapon in shame. A sad dog picking up a bone that she did not deserve. There was fury in her father’s eyes now. Not visible to the public, but Circe felt them burning into her soul. Nothing good would be awaiting her when she returned home.

It was not over yet. At least that is what she was telling herself. It was not over until the simulation declared it over, she would have to pick her pride up from the floor like her scattered weapon. Piece it back together in time for her to turn it all around. She was a Murdock, a living Murdock. The dead should have no reign on this earth.

[circe 19.5/20]
[holo Blair 11.5/20]

[Circe attacks holo Blair; spear]
vjmBIt80y9spear
[8.0]

[holo Blair attacks Circe; knife]
knife
[10]

spear·knife

Last Edit: Dec 29, 2023 4:55:34 GMT -5 by Hafen d4 ⚓︎ minie

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