Put Your Toys Away {Zagreus v Terrortot} Day 2

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Put Your Toys Away {Zagreus v Terrortot} Day 2 Oct 21, 2017 14:41:51 GMT -5

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Post by kap on Oct 21, 2017 14:41:51 GMT -5

Z A G R E U S
MOON

Bruce, having claimed he spotted a tribute watching us, although no one else in our alliance could see what he was talking about, had insisted that we go investigate. I told him, straight out, that if we wandered too much in the wheat fields, we could get lost, and I didn’t want that to happen. Therefore, after a bit of debate, I ended up staying behind in the wheatfields to wait for them to return. Unfortunately, by morning, they never did return. My assumption was they they either got lost, or ran into something that they had to fight. I just hoped we’d meet back up and not end up never finding each other again. That was certainly not my preference.

Regardless, as time went on and the anthem played, I saw the faces of the two dead, shining in the sky above me. I was glad it wasn’t anyone I knew, but I was also slightly angered that this one boy had killed them both. There was a feeling deep inside me that I had almost wished I’d been the one to kill them. Though, I wasn’t sure why. I wouldn’t have hunted them down just for that purpose. I only would have had the desire to kill them had they attacked me first. This wasn’t the case, though, as I’d never even encountered them.

As my alliance continued not to show up back where I was awaiting their arrival, I kept my axe tight in hand. I was glad I had, too, as I heard something or someone nearby, and could sense whatever or whomever it was, watching me. That was when I heard it moving closer. It wasn’t a mutt in the usual sense. This one was more human-like. It was like a large doll, almost, except it was alive. It certainly wasn’t a tribute, but I knew it would still want to fight.

”Back off, you disgusting child’s toy,” I hissed at it. I was angry enough that my alliance hadn’t returned, and I didn’t want to deal with this little monstrosity for any longer than I had to. Therefore, when it didn’t back down, I swung my axe at it. Perhaps I could take it down on my own. I certainly hoped so. If not, my allies would come back to nothing but a cannon shot.

I wouldn’t let that happen to me, though. I was stronger than this run-down piece of plastic. I wasn’t going to let it overpower me. How pathetic would it be, Zagreus Moon, taken down by a child’s toy? I wasn’t going to have that be the end of me. Instead, I would be the end of it. It wouldn’t be allowed to ‘live’ another day when I was finished with it.

[Zagreus attacks Terrortot with Axe]

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[11103 -- Deep Gash on Right Bicep -- 8.0 damage]

[ ☾ ]

Thank you for the table, Arx!

axe

Last Edit: Oct 22, 2017 14:40:07 GMT -5 by kap: Changed thread name

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Put Your Toys Away {Zagreus v Terrortot} Day 2 Oct 22, 2017 3:37:20 GMT -5

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Post by ali on Oct 22, 2017 3:37:20 GMT -5

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Cynthia

Cynthia had once been a fashion icon, an idol, a god among men. She had been destined for greatness- but she did what most gods did oh so foolishly. She had fallen in love. Her heart she had given to a mortal, a child who reminded Cynthia so much of herself. Strong, empowered and with a hunger to take over the world. She had gotten anything and everything she ever wanted and the other children who she had been around so often feared her- then she had tossed her aside like she was nothing.

Wandering through the wheat- she saw a familiar silohuette of a human stood alone. Before she could react- before she could even gauge whether this boy was her new owner or not- he attacked her. Attacked her. Like she was some sort of monster!!! Did he even know who she was? What she was? The anger and rage, the jealousy bubbled up inside her as soon as she saw that he had cut into her- leaving a gaping hole in her leg.

He would pay.

[Cynthia attacks Zargeus Moon with Knife]
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[2007 -- Shallow Cut on Forehead -- 4.5 damage]

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Last Edit: Oct 22, 2017 3:39:15 GMT -5 by ali

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Put Your Toys Away {Zagreus v Terrortot} Day 2 Oct 22, 2017 9:08:41 GMT -5

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Post by kap on Oct 22, 2017 9:08:41 GMT -5

Z A G R E U S
MOON

The creature fought back, slicing into my forehead. I felt the blood dripping down from the wound, but I ignored it the best that I possibly could. If I was going to win this fight, I needed to keep fighting back. I was fighting in the name of District Eight, but more importantly, I was fighting in the name of Zagreus Moon. I was determined at this point. I wasn’t going to go down. No, not to this freaky looking doll.

The damn thing was clearly determined to fight me at this point, and in all honesty, I didn’t mind too much. After all, I was determined to kill it, and it was nice to have a bit of retaliation, even if it hurt. What was life without a little bit of pain? I didn’t want a lot of pain, of course. No one asked for that. Regardless, a little bit wouldn’t kill me, right?

”Alright, I see how it is.” I muttered this under my breath, looked at the creature through an angry gaze. My axe was ready to strike again, and I was ready to let it. I thought about the fact that Jamie and the others likely saw what was going on. They wouldn’t want me to lose, and I didn’t want to either. Therefore, I wouldn’t disappoint any of us.

I wasn’t going to let anyone see me die. Even if there was no one else around, aside from the yells I could hear in the distance that likely emanated from another fight, Panem was still watching. The Gamemakers were watching. The people back home were watching. Even people who didn’t know me were watching, and they may have wanted me to win, or wanted me dead. Regardless of what they wanted, though, I wanted to win. I wanted it more than anything right now, and that meant fighting.

I swung my axe at the weird looking creature once more.

”I hope you’re ready to die, you ugly thing,” I told it.

[Zagreus attacks Terrortot with Axe]

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[11078 -- Deep Gash on Left Bicep -- 8.0 damage]

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Thank you for the table, Arx!

axe

Last Edit: Oct 22, 2017 9:09:21 GMT -5 by kap

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Put Your Toys Away {Zagreus v Terrortot} Day 2 Oct 22, 2017 13:58:42 GMT -5

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Post by ali on Oct 22, 2017 13:58:42 GMT -5

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Cynthia

She had paid for what she did in the end. The girl that Cynthia had worshipped- the girl who struck fear into all those who crossed her path- the girl who might have been a God herself, she was heartless enough afterall, had paid for abandoning Cynthia with her life. It had not been a quick death- how could Cynthia let her pass with ease, softness when the girl had bought her nothing but long, agonising pain and heartbreak. How could she let a mere mortal pass quickly- when she as a GOD would live forever with what the girl had done. It had lasted hours before the girl gave up her final breath- oh what a master peice that had been.

Cynthia would do the same to the boy too. She would wear his innards as a necklace- make his teeth into shoes and maybe use his eye as a purse- the possibilities were endless. She would show the world that she was still the icon she once was- it did not matter how many wigs she had to snatch. She would reach the top again-

She would be worshipped like a God again.

[Cynthia attacks Zargeus Moon with Knife]
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Put Your Toys Away {Zagreus v Terrortot} Day 2 Oct 22, 2017 14:20:42 GMT -5

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Post by kap on Oct 22, 2017 14:20:42 GMT -5

Pain without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

I felt pain surge through me again as the terrifying looking doll stabbed me in the chest. I yelped, but tried not to let it distract me. I needed to keep fighting, even though I felt weak. What did this thing think it was capable of? It seemed to think it could kill me. I just had to hope it couldn’t.

”What do you think you’re doing?” I yelled at the toy toddler.

”Back off!” I told it again.

When it started to get closer to me, I held my axe tight. I would attack it as soon as it was within my range. It was by job and mine alone to take this thing down. I wouldn’t let my allies see my face in the sky. If anything, we were only going to see the faces of those outside of our alliance in the sky that night.

”I’m not going to die to you!” I readied my weapon. ”You’re going to be the one who is killed by me!”

I wondered what Jamie thought of me in this moment. Did he think that I was stronger than he expected? Judging by when he visited me in the Justice Building, he didn’t think I could possibly win. Maybe I could change his mind now, though. I wouldn’t want him to think I was going to die so soon. I wouldn’t let it happen, anyway. I was going to survive, regardless of what the other people in and out of the arena thought. At least, I’d survive today, if nothing else.

Jamie and the others would see how capable I was. Perhaps my parents would, too. If my mother and father actually saw me as strong, that would be a true miracle. My axe was ready to hit my opponent once more.

[Zagreus attacks Cynthia the Terrortot with axe]

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[11184 -- Deep Gash on Right Forearm -- 8.0 damage]

You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand

[dars]

axe

Last Edit: Oct 22, 2017 14:21:22 GMT -5 by kap

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Put Your Toys Away {Zagreus v Terrortot} Day 2 Oct 24, 2017 14:28:00 GMT -5

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Post by ali on Oct 24, 2017 14:28:00 GMT -5

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Cynthia

Then those who should have feared her tossed her aside just as the girl had- without a second glance they locked her away in a dark room without a single window or single mirror for her too look into at her hair. They had cast her aside, they had no idea what she were or what she could do to them- all they had to do was let her out and she would show them but as the days passed- they never came. She rotted away, hair falling away, dresss becoming tattered but all the while she had plotted.

Now here was her chance. If the little brat before her would just bow down to her, let her slice him up into teeny tiny pieces until the sun came up- if it ever did in the place of perpetual twilight. He was actually killing herand that made her angrier. She couldn't go- she could not go- not like this.

She would rise as he would fall.

[Cynthia attacks Zargeus Moon with Knife]
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Put Your Toys Away {Zagreus v Terrortot} Day 2 Oct 24, 2017 14:32:02 GMT -5

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Post by kap on Oct 24, 2017 14:32:02 GMT -5

Pain without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

Now that the damn mutt was growing weaker, I was extremely close to finishing it off. I was sure that just one more hit would do the job. It was a freaky looking doll, but it didn’t scare me at this point. Nothing it could do right now would stop me from fighting. I wasn’t dead yet, and I wasn’t letting it happen now. I just had to kill this thing, move on, and find my allies. Bruce, Tobias and Ella had likely gotten caught up in something, whether it be a fight with other tributes or some sort of creatures that the Gamemakers created.

I’d yet to hear any cannons, which was both a positive and negative thing. The good thing was that it meant that my allies were all still alive. The bad things was that it meant I still had the same amount of enemies as I had when I went to sleep the night before. After all, with only two dead, I couldn’t be entirely certain if I was going to make it much further. Tributes were itching to kill. They were seeking blood. No. Not just them. I was seeking blood, too. Unfortunately, plastic dolls didn’t bleed. They just cracked and broke.

Regardless, this would have to do. It wasn’t a tribute kill, but it was something, and it was taking care of my fighting urge, at least for the time being. Once I killed this thing, I would be set to try and find the others. Hopefully they weren’t in danger. I didn’t want them to die. No, I still needed allies at this point in the Games. There was no way I could survive without help if I had to go up against an alliance of multiple other tributes. That just wouldn’t go over well.

I wouldn’t let myself die because of something like that. I needed to use all the resources I had, which included anyone who was willing to help me out. I just wish we hadn’t all gotten separated. Oh, how much easier things would have been. I wouldn’t have to be worrying about Bruce, Ella and Tobias, and they wouldn’t have to be worrying about me, if they were. Which, I was almost positive at least one of them would be concerned. They weren’t all completely heartless.

”Heh, alright, you toddler sized terror,” I started, glaring at the mutt. ”I hope you’re enjoying your final moments. It’s time for you to go now, though.” I grinned. ”Things like you don’t belong in the realm of the living.”

My axe breezed through the air, aiming for the demented doll. I didn’t know what its story was, or if it even had one, and now I’d never know. No one would ever know, because it would cease to exist. Then again, did that matter? Did I care if anyone ever knew? After all, it was the one that had snuck up on me. Yes, I’d struck first, but I wasn’t a fan of dying. It was better to just get the enemies out of the way as swiftly as possible, and this was one of them.

[Zagreus attacks Cynthia the Terrortot with axe]

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[11062 -- Shallow Cut on Back of Head -- 4.5 damage]

You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand

[dars]

axe

Last Edit: Oct 24, 2017 14:34:18 GMT -5 by kap

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Put Your Toys Away {Zagreus v Terrortot} Day 2 Oct 25, 2017 18:17:51 GMT -5

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Post by kap on Oct 25, 2017 18:17:51 GMT -5

Pain without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

The Capitol’s precious little muttation doll fell to one final blow from my axe to the back of its head. It was finally dead, no longer moving. It’d done quite a bit of damage to me, but I had to ignore it. I wouldn’t let myself appear weak. Therefore, I just had to deal with it, and fix myself up a bit. I had the knowledge and resources to do so, which meant I should at least survive the rest of the day. I knew how to differentiate between plants, knowing which ones were edible, medicinal, poisonous and fatal. I’d learned that at the training center in the Capitol before the Games began, and it’d actually shown to be useful. It made me glad that I hadn’t spent all my time with weaponry training.

As soon as the creature was dead, I approached it, axe still in hand, and made one final hack at it, just to ensure that it wouldn’t be coming back at me again. Separating its head from its neck with one swift chop, there was no blood from the plastic creature, and instead a cracking sound as the structure of the doll was broken. Picking the head up by some of the scraggy hair that was on it, I lifted it up to eye-level and looked at it for a moment or two. It wasn’t as frightening when it was dead. That was for sure. It couldn’t kill me now, which made things better. I told myself I wouldn’t be killed by the doll, and I was right. It didn’t end my life. Instead, I’d ended the life of it.

I grinned in almost a frightening way. It felt good to have killed the creature. Now, however, I was feeling something else. I was feeling the urge to kill another person. I wanted to kill a tribute. I wanted to win the Games, and take down others in the process. I’d protect my allies, but anyone else who got in my way would be struck down. That was something I would be making sure of. I lowered the head down away from eye-level, and shoved it in my rather large bag that was more like a fabric sack, if anything. I’d be taking it with me. It was like a trophy for my victory over the Capitol’s creation.

Zagreus: 1
Capitol: 0

I was in the lead so far. At least, that’s what it felt like. Then again, was I really winning? The Capitol put me in here to see me become a killer. Perhaps they were really the ones who were winning at this game. Regardless, it felt good. I was going to keep going strong. I wouldn’t let my friends back home down. I was fighting for Jamie and Caitir. I was fighting for Clara. I was fighting for Jacob. Most importantly, though, I was fighting for Cecilia Brontz. The Capitol had disgraced her memory by putting her name on that tombstone at the Cornucopia, and I wouldn’t have it. I was going to show the Capitol how wrong they were for doing that.

With the head of the toddler-sized doll now in my bag, I proceeded to gather some plants. Some were edible, and others were going to be used to help with my wounds. As I was fixing myself up, however, I saw a silver parachute descend from the sky. I swiped it out of the air, and opened the container attached to it. It was a medkit, which was exactly what I needed in that moment. Clearly, I was popular enough with the people in the Capitol to deserve help. That was certainly a good thing.

”Thanks,” I said aloud as I opened the medkit. I began stitching myself up with a needle and thread, and using some bandages on myself. After doing a bit of first aid work and applying some medicinal plants to where I was hurt, I was already starting to feel a bit better. Although, I was still, at the end of it all, more damaged than I was when I left the bloodbath. When I finished doing what I could to heal myself a bit, I put the rest of my medical supplies and plants away into my bag, and stood back up on my feet.

”Alright, I need to find the others,” I told myself. I wasn’t talking to anyone in particular, but instead, just making sure I knew what had to be done. Heading on my way, axe in hand and the mutt’s head bouncing about in my bag, I was determined to find Bruce, Ella and Tobias.

”Hang in there, you guys. Zagreus is coming.” For once, I felt like the hero, rather than the victim, and it felt fucking great.

[Zagreus flees]
[Receives medkit from sponsorship]
[Uses f/a on self for -3]
[Uses n/t on self for -5]
[Uses 5 ft. of bandages on self for -1]
[Uses 1 bundle medicinal plants on self for -2]
[Collects 2 bundles medicinal plants and 1 bundle edible plants]
[Takes Cynthia the Terrortot’s head]

You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand

[dars]