{ KILL THE BEAST } Asa + Esme + Rancor

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{ KILL THE BEAST } Asa + Esme + Rancor Oct 26, 2014 14:15:50 GMT -5

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Post by gamemaker kelsier on Oct 26, 2014 14:15:50 GMT -5

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A S A R E A U

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The blood is brutal and warm as it slides down my skin in a devastating action, taking cells and life with it. I should feel like Death is on my back but strangely it's the opposite. Feeling my blade digging in, tasting the salt of my hard work on my lips, I've never felt more alive. I suppose this is what made my father a poor man's example of life. He'd tasted it once when he was young and there had been an abundance of fight rings and gang wars around our district. He'd felt that on his tongue before, the knowledge of slowly killing someone by bruising their skin and laying waste to the canvas of their body. He'd had to put that all away.

I listened as Esme made her suggestions, not making it out of the way in time for the beast to slice and dice my arm. I felt it as his claws slid into my skin, as it cut away slow and fast all at once and blood bloomed there. It was somehow enticing, like the beast was whispering things to me, 'come play, asa' it said and I was ready then to oblige. Strange things happened in darkness. People changed. Not me though. I know what I'm about. I've always listened to silly whisperings in the dark. Oftentimes I'm the one who make them.

I evaluate the situation for a small moment and then come to a decision. Esme is right, if we can just distract it for a small moment, she might be able to get a good hit in. I've never been so bold in my life, never thought I could do anything so stupidly brave in my life. However, I don't hesitate. I run at the giant ugly muttt, sword raised high over my head and I bring it down in one long arc, stabbing it deep into the thing's chest, feeling it's bones crunch beneath my sword, muscles bulging as I force it down as deep as I can get it, waiting for it to stab me in turn.

I pull the sword out as fast as I can and back off to the side again. "How's that?" I ask, breathless.

[ASA ATTACKS THE RANCOR]
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[Stabbed in Chest -- 9.5 damage]

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{ KILL THE BEAST } Asa + Esme + Rancor Oct 26, 2014 14:19:28 GMT -5

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Post by d9 kristof parks {ems} on Oct 26, 2014 14:19:28 GMT -5

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Esme Truus

Dead star shine
Light up the sky
I'm all out of breath
My walls are closing in
Days go by
Give me a sign
Come back to the end
The shepherd of the damned

Ain't nothing like fighting. Never thought I'd enjoy something so violent, and so brutal, but feeling the blood of innocent children, the blood of the monsters created by the Capitol, and the blood of myself caked against my body changes a person. I ain't gonna lie when I think 'bout how I sliced through that guys throat 'cause I enjoyed it. The feeling of his blood raining down on top of me was the most amazing thing in the entire world. His blood stains my hair the color red, and it's plastered against my face. Nothing will remove it. I got two jugs of water, and I thought 'bout dumping one of them over my head after this fight is over, but I ain't gonna. I don't got no idea when I may need something to drink. It's hopeless, and scary, and pointless to try to rid myself of the blood of the fallen. I wanna leave it like that. I wanna keep going and fight for what's right. Fight for those who have already died. Cleaning myself of their blood wouldn't honor them in any way possible. I would be disgracing them, and that ain't what I wanna do.

The blade of the sword was once again blocked by the monster standing in front of me, but he roars loud again, and it echoes off the walls of the arena making it almost impossible to hear, and for the first time, I ain't scared of it. I ain't gonna let something created to destroy me force my life into fear. I scream at the top of my lungs mocking the beast. Mocking him 'cause I wanna see what'll happen. I try to make the sound match the tone of the beast, but their ain't no way possible. I ain't the beast. I'm just a fourteen year old kid that's been forced to grow up faster than I ever thought possible. I ain't wanting to cry or run away anymore. The pain ain't nothing. Nothing exists. My morals have been stomped upon the moment I was tossed into this horrific place, and there ain't no way to turn back. Peace ain't existing anymore 'cause it was wiped away with the slice of a blade when the blood poured down on top of me like a cow spitting it's food back up.

That's when he agrees to the distraction. I watch as he doesn't hesitate. He runs straight towards it with his sword held high. I grit my teeth fighting against the pain raging through my body. I ain't sure what to do, but I gotta do it. I watch as he digs his sword into the ugly monster's chest pushing down with such a force; it's a miracle the beast ain't fell over. I know it's my turn, and hopefully that'll keep it's claws busy long enough for me to slamsy own blade into it. I run as fast as I can towards the left side of the beast, and as he pulls his sword out I run behind it holding the blade tight. "How's that?" He asks as he pulls away from the beast. I run behind it slicing my own blade into it's right leg wish as much force as I possibly can. It's amazing it's leg just didn't fall off. I move away from it hoping to avoid it's claws. I ain't wanting to die yet. I wanna keep going to tell Kirk, Animus, and Crusader what I've done with the help of a career.

"That's perfect." I fight to catch my breath knowing this ain't far from being over, but we still got a bit to go.

Esme Truus attacks The Rancor with sword
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1122 -- Deep Gash on Right Calf -- 8.0 damage

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{ KILL THE BEAST } Asa + Esme + Rancor Oct 26, 2014 19:15:15 GMT -5

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Post by aya on Oct 26, 2014 19:15:15 GMT -5

Phrixos —

The steel slid between his ribs, and Phrixos knew he was all but done. Damn armor. What good was it to be an enormous beast if your sheer size did not give you the strength to overcome the cowardly outer shells of the smaller, quicker fleshsacks? Blind with rage — and with poor vision — he loosed a last savage roar. But pain and futility could not overwrite the wiring of his brain, and still he lusted for blood — so, one last time, he snapped down his jaws.

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{ KILL THE BEAST } Asa + Esme + Rancor Oct 27, 2014 2:37:13 GMT -5

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Post by gamemaker kelsier on Oct 27, 2014 2:37:13 GMT -5

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A S A R E A U

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"YES," I shout, pumping my fist into the air as of I'm at a football game instead of being covered in blood, trying to do the impossible. Esme's sword cuts deep into the beast and I begin to feel like maybe we're both going to survive this, maybe one of us won't actually die. I don't know when I began to let hope grow within me, when I began to actually believe that good could happen. It's because of Barnabas and his small, daily encouragements. Without him I would be dead right now, without him to think of, I would have turned tail and ran long minutes ago. I'm lucky to have a good friend like that. I just hope I'm lucky enough to still have him, at least for one more day.

"THAT'S THE WAY ESME," I shout as I run around the beast's long claws, energy surging through me with just enough grace to give me the time to do it. I lick my lips, breath coming fast and dry. I haven't had a drink of water in what feels like years. Drinking anything would be good right now but the water jug that rests in my pack is bone dry. I have to find water when we get out of this. There's no 'if' anymore. No question about it, I'm getting out of this godforsaken pit alive and I'm taking Esme with me.

Then I'm going to find Barnabas and Pearl and Patricia and tie myself to them with whatever I can find. It's been hell without them, the darkness has crept closer and closer upon my person and I've found myself reaching out for the safety of Barnabas' hand again and again. For the hundredth time since I heard those cannons, I hope that he's alive. I don't know what I'd do without him, without any of them. WE all have to die, yes. We all have to die. Not yet though. Every day that passes my lips will form the words 'not yet' until the end, until I'm dying and it's my last minute. I'm certain I'll say the same.

But it isn't time yet. Not yet.

My arms are shaking with fatigue as I raise my sword up high for the final time. I wish to god that I had a cigarette, that I could have a puff of that safety here. I wish I could take the time and watch the sunrise for the last time. In this final moment, it's him or me and I pick him. I'd pick him every time. I'm a coward like that. Cowards survive.

I feel it as my blade cuts through it's skin, that this is it, that I, Asa Reau have done something grand, something to make my father proud. I have felled a beast on this day. I let out a whooping laugh, joyful and full of relief as I back away from the lumbering descent of what was most likely meant to be our god down here. My flashlight bounces against the walls as I stumble backwards and away but I'm still laughing. I'm having the last laugh here. I was meant to die here, I know I was. They led me to this pit to die but I refuted it. I refuted Death.

My flashlight catches my sunglasses from where they must have fallen at some point during the chaos. They're in one piece somehow, I can't imagine how they missed our dancing feet and lumbering size twenties. I bend down, picking them up and sliding them over my eyes in one fluid motion.

"Deal with it."

I take a moment to enjoy the feeling of triumph. Somehow it is twenty seven thousand times more satisfying then making a rude gesture in the general direction of where a camera might be. Then, I heft my bloody sword over my shoulder and search the darkness for Esme.

[ASA ATTACKS THE RANCOR]
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[Deep Gash on Forehead -- 9.0 damage]
[Asa uses first aid for -3]
[Asa uses n/t for -5]
[Asa uses 5 feet of bandage on Esme for -1]
[receives full unpurified water jug from Esme]
[gives esme one iodine tablet]
[uses one iodine tablet to purify water]
[drinks one jug of purified water]

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{ KILL THE BEAST } Asa + Esme + Rancor Oct 27, 2014 21:48:22 GMT -5

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Post by d9 kristof parks {ems} on Oct 27, 2014 21:48:22 GMT -5

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Esme Truus

Dead star shine
Light up the sky
I'm all out of breath
My walls are closing in
Days go by
Give me a sign
Come back to the end
The shepherd of the damned

I can't help but stand with my chin dropped to the floor as Asa charges at the beast one more time. "Come on you can do it!" I shout at the top of my lungs as he runs forward. Blood pours down my body. It's a mixture of the beast's blood along with my blood. An evil grin spreads wide across my face as I run my tongue alone the front of my teeth. I tighten my grip on my sword in case I have to charge again. The distraction worked. I was able to get round the beast and attack. I nearly cut it's leg off, and that ain't something to take easy. I made it to where Asa could attack, so he could kill the thing like he deserved too. It's blood shed from it's wounds 'cause of him. I look at the beast, and he brings his sword down upon it. That's when the most amazing thing in the world happens. The beast collapses dead. It's gone. Ain't no other way of saying it. We took down the monster, and the Capitol best believe I ain't gonna stop there.

Laughter escapes from my lips as I lean forward fighting to catch my breath. It's amazing knowing that the hard work and the horrible fight paid off, but that's when I realize how much pain I'm truly in. My entire body aches. I ain't sure what hurts worse, but my own blood is fleeing from my body. It's breaking me down, and I don't wanna let it all bleed out. I gotta do something, but the only thing I so is keeping laughing. This man, Asa, is a man of his word, but I know that if it came down to it, he'd attack me, and I'd attack him. Ain't nothing to it when survival comes into play. Only one gonna be lucky enough to win, and I wanna go home. I wanna see my family again, but I ain't sure if it's worth it. I'm a killer now, and I ain't afraid to admit it.

Now that the fight is over, I wanna go find Kirk. I wanna know who died today, but I ain't sure. The anthem may be starting later, and I gotta be up for it. Kirk, Animus, and, Crusader are out there somewhere, and I gotta find them. Kirk promised me I ain't gotta worry 'bout nothing, but truth is I'm worrying 'bout everything. I'm scared he's one of those cannons. I don't wanna believe he's dead, and I hope he's still alive. I hope the same for all my friends. I gotta find him though and tell him what just happened. It's my hope he'll be proud of me for taking on that monstrous mutt with the help of a career boy. He'd be proud to know I ain't just giving up like I wanna. But I ain't able to tell him nothing if I can't find him.

My eyes scan the area hoping with everything inside of me that nothing else happens 'cause I'm done for the day. I don't wanna fight anymore. I just wanna lay down and sleep never to wake up again. My body is drained of every bit of energy that once flowed through my veins. I look at Asa knowing I owe him. I'm forever gonna be in his debt, and the least I can do is thank him properly. "I just wanna thank you for not attacking me. I know this games is 'bout surviving, and I know we both can't survive, but thank you for allowing me to live another day." I ain't sure if he'll understand how thankful I truly am. I look through my bag. He's bound to be thirsty after the fight, and I ain't sure when his last drink was. I got two of them water jugs, and I only need one for myself. A large grin plasters against my face as I shove the sword into it's holder and clip it to my belt. I remove one of the jugs, and I hand it to him 'cause right now that's the only way I can think to repay him. "Here. I got another in my bag, so you can take this one."

I just hope with everything inside me that he doesn't try to kill me while I sleep tonight or today?

'Cause I just wanna lay down and die.

Esme Truus flees the fight
Esme receives 5ft of bandages from Asa for -1
Esme uses First aid on self for -3
Esme gives Asa 1 full jug of water
Esme receives 1 iodine tablet from Asa
Esme receives a medkit from sponsorship
Esme used n/t on self for -5

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