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Post by Kulvar on Aug 17, 2012 16:45:02 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u]
Jasmine smiled at Rowan's work on her wounds. "Thanks Rowan... Tank, tak-a breather... it'll beh okay. Rough day fer us all... Lemme know when yer ready."
She slipped into her winter jacket, leaving it open for the moment to help counteract the drop in temperature in the cave. She moved over next to Rory and quietly worked with her making arrows. When it came to attaching heads and fixing up the arrows to be special, she quietly took the three jars a significant distance away from her alliance-mates and opened them one by one, expecting the one labeled explosive to explode, the one labeled poison to poison her, and the one labeled ?? to... well, do something horrible to her, and she didn't want anyone in her team to be caught by the blast.
When nothing happened, she returned and began putting the finishing touches on her arrows. They'd be deadly, she hoped, surprises for whatever conflicts were coming their way in the coming days.
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on Aug 17, 2012 17:14:24 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District Seven Female Tribute
For once Rory found herself enjoying the semi-peaceful quiet. Her fingers worked quickly but carefully. She smiled, weakly when Jasmine came to work next to her. She said nothing as the crafted the arrows wondering what the end result would be. Once they were finished, Rory mirrored Jasmine; she stood, donned her armor and threw her winter jacket over it. It was warm so she drank some more water before she left the cave.
Rory didn't follow Jasmine out as far. Her intention was not to help Jasmine with her task. Rory was keeping watch. From where she stood Rory could see just about everything. It was getting dark, true but from her perch Rory felt like she doing her job; she was keeping her people safe.
Once Jasmine returned, Rory followed her inside. "I want everyone to drink some water and eat something before nightfall. We don't know what the night's going to bring. Everyone has to be up to full-strength."
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Aug 18, 2012 11:18:30 GMT -5
Composing himself, Tank once again picked up the medkit and attempted to tend to Jasmine's injuries. Tank rolled 9 dice to "Medicine" 10,1,9,10,10,9,6,7,3,3,5,4 (5 successes) This time he managed to keep himself together as he went about his work, the tune Rory was whistling served to distract his mind from the events of the Feast, and when she stopped he took up the notes himself with a fresh resolve burning in his heart. They weren't far away from victory now... home was just around the corner and he was going to get back there.
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Post by Kulvar on Aug 18, 2012 11:40:04 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u]
Jasmine smiled at Tank as he drifted over and tended to her wounds, and felt better after having them treated. She even avoided wincing as he applied his craft to stitch closed the cut to her arm. She and Rory were the glue holding this group together, and Tank was the puzzle-master putting the pieces in the right spot. She felt good, forgetting for the briefest of moments that they were in the games and more smudges to her soul were bound to come in the next day. They were close to victory... close enough to taste it and go home.
She smiled prettily at Tank after his efforts were completed. "Thanks, Big Guy." She was glad to have him on her side for more than one reason. She glanced toward Rory as she spoke, nodded, and dug into their foodstuff stores, taking out the last of the lemming meat and distributing it before munching her portion.
"Un'ess there's a problem wit' it, I'm gonna lay down... Wake me if'n anything super exciting happens..." She said, moving to the back of the cave and using spare changes of clothes to make a semi-comfortable pillow/bedding to lay down on. She drifted off into a slightly restless sleep with thoughts of her family drifting through her head. She hoped they were proud of her.
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on Aug 18, 2012 12:02:48 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District Seven Female Tribute
Everything Rory had done up until now was a testament to her character. She helped others, trusted in herself and her alliance, and tried not to compromise her morality in the process. And what never wavered was her will to make it to tomorrow. Forget about a year from now. Rory knew she needed to focus on just making it through this hour and the next and the one after that and so on.
Just a couple more days and then it's done. she told herself. Win or lose, I showed the districts that the Capitol doesn't own me.
Rory smiled wide as Tank fixed up Jasmine. They were getting back to fighting strength. And as Rory ate her mind worked on what their next move would be, come morning.
"You earned a good rest, Jasmine," Rory said, with a nod. "After you're healed, Tank, you and Rowan should try and sleep too. I'll take first watch."
Rory moved back the mouth of the cave, her winter coat now folded and on the ground next to her. She wasn't in the rain so there'd be no use for it yet. Her axe was in her hand and with her armor exposed, Rory looked ready for war.
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Aug 19, 2012 17:20:59 GMT -5
"Anyone need any further fixing up?" Tank inquired of the trio around him.
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Post by Seryna on Aug 19, 2012 17:49:58 GMT -5
The day marches on, soon casting the cave entrance in the gloom of oncoming nightfall. Twilight brings a periwinkle cast to the sky and causes long shadows to be born of the conifer trees that line the mountain path. Soon, all of the light shall be gone from the world, but it lingers now for a breath. The sinking sun makes the horizon bright with its citrus hue. The light is retreating, leaving an eggplant purple cast to the sky when you hear a voice.
"Hello folks." Its a familiar female voice that calls out from a long shadow. "Imagine finding you here."
There is a thrill of fear that tiptoes down your spine. For while most of you within the cave should be hard to see from the mountain - side, the voice calls your alliance members by name.
"Rowan, what a lovely axe you have there. Jasmine, such a lovely bow. I'm impressed." That voice is impossible. "Its just too bad I never found weapons like that. I might still be alive."
That's when Femra steps forward from the shadows, letting the orange light fall over her form. She is a hideous sight, awash in red blood from head to toes. The skin from the left side of her face is torn asunder, revealing several white squares of teeth in her jaw. There is a white cast to her hands but a second look reveals them to be purely skeletal, white interlocking bones with a few pieces blasted away.
"Hi Rory." She smiles a nasty, disturbing smile. A red smile as blood coats her teeth. "I've come to hear about how you're going to take care of me.."
A second shadow merges with Femra's as a second figure lurches from the trees. Cade. Just as dead and decaying as Femra, but there is a light blue cast to his eyes. His head swivels as his eyes move over each person.
"Cade, how should we thank them?" Femra asks cheerfully. There is no reply in words. Cade simply runs towards the entrance of the cave, his jaw open wide and something unnatural glowing in his eyes.
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Aug 19, 2012 18:06:17 GMT -5
Feeling as though somehow he'd fallen asleep and was caught in a nightmare, Tank responded to the horror coming towards them by picking up his new weapon and swinging it at the rotting Cade. Tank rolled 6 dice to "Axe Attack!" 5,5,6,10,4,7,5 (1 successes)
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on Aug 19, 2012 19:44:42 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District Seven Female TributeIt was like being hit with a cold bucket of water. Rory senses snapped awake and suddenly she was in a hyperstate of awareness. She took it by the numbers. I have to get Jasmine up. Rory thought as she whistled as loudly as she could. I have to bring my axe up. Again her axe was up and Rory was ready for battle. Now she could take in what was before her. Cade and Femra. The Gamemakers had cooked this up for Rory, specifically. They wanted to shake up her alliance. So of course they'd come for her in this way. Though she wanted to cry, Rory only saw this nightmare as a perversion. They desecrated Femra's corpse. The Capitol did this for entertainment. They were trying to shock Rory but all they did was make her angry. "Femra's death wasn't my fault." She couldn't say the same for Cade. She launched herself forward toward the fallen career and took a swing. Rory Noland rolled 9 dice to "Axe" 5,8,10,8,6,9,2,7,4,7 (4 successes)
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Post by Seryna on Aug 19, 2012 21:14:56 GMT -5
"In order to get weapons like these, you'd have to get off the platform - which you never managed." [/b] Rowan sniped at Femra, bringing up her glimmering axe. Rowan's sharp words were a contrast with her appearance, so similar to that of the sweet Cypress. Rowan was no Cypress, charging forward with Tank and Rory. The brunette from district 7 brought her axe forward, but her overzealous nature cost her a good swing. A thin ribbon of red blossomed on Cade's arm from Rowan's axe.
Rowan rolled 6 dice to "Attacking Cade with +5 Axe (12 dp - 6)" 5,3,2,7,1,10,7 (1 successes)
Cade's jaw snapped forward, making a wordless, keening scream. It set your jaw on edge. He leaped forward, latching onto the biggest obstacle in his way -Tank. Those hands lash out and Tank is startled to find Cade's hands are full of spikes. They have been elongated and sharpened, causing Cade's hands to be lethal weapons. One sharp palm thrust to Tank's shoulder makes a bleeding gash, the spike withdrawn with a cackle from Cade. The dead tribute makes a grabbing motion forward, taunting the next tribute to come within arms length of him.
Femra remains at Cade's back, those glistening, glowing pupils glaring at the Big Alliance. Her bone hands are twitching, making you dread how those bones will feel clashing on your flesh.
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Post by Kulvar on Aug 19, 2012 23:20:33 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u] Jasmine slept, mostly dreamless until toward the end. Then Femra crept into her mind. Soft, gentle, sweet, caring Femra. The Femra who'd promised that it would be Jasmine to go home if it came down to just the two of them. She blinked her eyes open at the sound of Rory's voice, then Rowans. No... not a dream. She stared for a long moment at the two ghastly figures. Had she woken from a dream to a nightmare? She pushed herself up from her makeshift bed, the gleam of the axes slashing in the night. Rory's words hit her again as Jasmine fumbled an arrow from her quiver and into her brand new bow. It couldn't be Cade... He was decapitated. It wasn't Femra, she was blown to bits. Nightmare... This is a nightmare, she thought to herself. She lifted her bow, arrow pointed for a moment toward Cade, too many people and swept it to Femra. We failed her. We didn't drag her off that platform to go with us. It was our fault... but no longer... This was a nightmare, and nightmares couldn't hurt you in real life... just need to wake... She loosed the arrow, hoping it was a dream and she wasn't killing her young friend again. 4,9,4,4,7,6,8,3 (2 successes)
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Aug 20, 2012 3:26:17 GMT -5
The shoulder stung with pain, but Tank didn't let that deter him from lashing out at Cade once more, returning the favor as fury burned through his veins. Not even in death did tributes get any respect? Would they have sent him after his own friends if he'd died? Tank rolled 6 dice to "Axe" 9,9,4,3,9,4 (3 successes)
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on Aug 20, 2012 9:11:21 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District Seven Female TributeHer alliance wasn't going down without a fight. She wouldn't let any of her people die like this. If anything, this made Rory fight with a purpose in mind. She had killed Cade. And though there had been mercy in the axe swing that took the blinded career's like, Rory knew that it was a murder committed in warm blood. There was no doubt in her mind. Rory didn't have to kill him, but she did. Rory glanced at Femra. If it were me, I'd want to die... again...Once she was done with Cade, Rory was going to put Femra down for good. What the tribute from district 8 deserved was rest. She had suffered long enough. "Tank..." Rory whispered as Cade attacked. Rory danced around the pair, flanking Cade. She took another swing at the monster. Rory Noland rolled 9 dice to "Axe" 7,5,9,8,4,5,4,7,5 (2 successes)
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Post by Seryna on Aug 20, 2012 20:34:28 GMT -5
White glistening bones lunge out towards Rory, striking Rory across the cheek in a moderate blow. The bone on flesh clash made Rory's jaw ache. The look in Femra's eye is unnatural and predatory as her jaw clacks open, revealing her torn mouth.
"Rory, I'm surprised at you." Avenged Femra whispered, her voice crackling out over a ruined throat. "You think you might live through this?" Theres a terrible glint to Avenged Femra's eyes as she clacks her teeth together. "I'm going to suck the flesh from your bones. Maybe I'll make your little friends watch. "
Avenged Femra rolled 7 dice to "Attacking Rory" 1,5,9,10,7,3,7,7 (2 successes)
Cade is keening an odd, whistling noise as he lunges forward to meet Tank. At this range, you have a terrible realization that the odd sound is escaping from his ruined throat that has been stitched back in place. With the advancements avaulaible to the Gamemakers, you realize this bloody gash with coarse black thread was to unsettle you. They can reattach your body and send you back to the fight...
Cade's sharp spike slices a thin ribbon of red over the back of Tank's right forearm.
2012-08-21 03:20:18 Avenged Cade rolled 7 dice to "Attacking Tank" 6,1,6,3,9,2,9 (2 successes)
The rainfall begins to intensify, stinging your flesh with water drops that strike with quite a force. The sky begins to rumble, promising further weather impact. The sun now is retreating, leaving you battling nightmares in darkness.
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Post by Kulvar on Aug 20, 2012 22:01:56 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u] Jasmine watched her first arrow sink solid and just move on to attack her living alliance mate. Jasmine took a deep breath. Ending the nightmare would require putting these monstrosities down. As Femra spoke, using Femra's voice, but none of the kind, gentle tribute's words, Jasmine adjusted her position in the cave, adjusting herself. She'd shoot Cade, but there were too many of her friends around him... With only Femra lashing out for Rory, she remained Jasmine's natural target. She held her breath, drew her arrow back to her cheek and forced herself, in the blink of a flash of lightning, to loose her arrow and watch it sink solidly in the small girl. She said a silent apology for the offending arrow. 9,10,8,4,8,7,7,10,9,1 (6 successes)
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on Aug 20, 2012 23:07:31 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District Seven Female TributeRory's whole face turned with the blow. Her mouth filled with blood as her cheek hit teeth. Once she was done with Cade, Rory was going to put Femra down for good. What the tribute from district 8 deserved was rest. She had suffered long enough. Gray eyes blazed with rage. The Capitol didn't just sickened her today, they made her vengeful. The Capitol did this. The Capitol turned us into murderers. The Capitol sewed up Femra. They're using her to get to me. To us. They won't even let her rest. "I told you I'd surprise everyone..." Rory spit blood and met Femra's gaze when she spoke her voice was low, guttural. It was the scariest Rory had been seen the start of these games. "And I hope you choke on my bones." She feint toward Femra but stepped back and took a swing at Cade. She was finishing what she started. Then she was making sure Femra got to rest. Nothing else mattered. Yes, the rain hurt. Yes, Rory was beyond tired. But honor demanded she put these two down for good. After all, Rory had failed to protect Femra and she murdered Cade. This was her unfinished business. Rory Noland rolled 9 dice to "Axe" 1,9,3,10,8,2,9,8,8,9 (7 successes)
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Aug 21, 2012 14:32:37 GMT -5
Hefting his axe onto his shoulders, Tank fixed Cade with a furious glare and swung for his neck with all the force he could muster. He wasn't dying to no stinking muttation or whatever Cade was now. Tank rolled 9 dice to "Decapitation of Will!" 10,8,7,2,10,10,1,3,9,6,5,4 (5 successes)
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Post by Seryna on Aug 21, 2012 15:09:16 GMT -5
The arrow plunged into Avenged Femra's shoulder, causing her to shriek angrily. The dead girl with the glowing eyes lunged forward, those bony hands shooting out towards Jasmine. Pain exploded in Jasmine's arms as dead hands grip Jasmine's hands on the bow, applying a crushing, painful grip. The ruined face of Femra appears pleased to be causing Jasmine such discomfort and pain. Avenged Femra rolled 8 dice to "Grappling Jasmine 11 - 3" 8,5,2,10,4,6,10,2,4,4 (3 successes) Rory's axe cuts deep, cutting bone and flesh from Cade's midsection. Black blood wells then gushes as chunks of gore splatter the ground. any one caring to look could pick out fragments of ribs and the pink and red bits of flesh or perhaps something worse. Perhaps something meant to be in the body. There is another wordless gasp of air as Tank's axe cuts across the stitches at Cade's neck. His neck bobs forward, now held precariously by flesh and chunks of white vertebrae. Its a terrible sight to behold. Its made more terrible to see Cade's eyes still moving, his mouth still clacking open. True dread seizes as you realize Cade isn't falling down.Cade lunges forward, his terrible spikes jutting towards Jasmine. His heavy head bobs on his chest, yet somehow he sees enough to reach Jasmine. Those wickid hands find purchase in Jasmine's right shoulder, sinking in with a terrible stabbing pain. One thing the tributes notice is Cade seemed to act quickly on instinct, with no concern that his off hand scored a bloody gash across Avenged Femra's back. Blood wells in Jasmine wounds, tender to the hard drops of rain that pelt down on the tributes. Avenged Cade rolled 10 dice to "Attacking grappled Jasmine" 6,4,9,2,10,4,10,3,6,6,10,6,6 (4 successes)
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Post by Kulvar on Aug 21, 2012 18:08:59 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u] Jasmine decided nightmares sucked. Really, she'd decided that the first night in the Arena when she'd dreamt of Femra disappearing in a flash of fire and gore. Why was she dreaming of the little District 8 tribute coming back to haunt her when the dark tunnel that was the games had a pinprick of light at the end being their victory. She hadn't collected Femra's District Token. Jasmine realized as the small girl launched herself at Jasmine and latched onto her bow hand. What a wonderful time for her conscience to come lurking back to harm her, literally. Jasmine let out an anguished yelp to the crushing force those tiny hands had on her bow hand, and a second one as Cade's spiny, boney, fist took a chunk from Femra and from her. Tears blurred her eyes. I just... want to wake up... Maybe she'd been wrong about needing to put these two to rest and she needed to get Femra's District Token instead. Her eyes sought out the girl's token... Jasmine'd promised to return that to Femra's family, while her free hand fumbled and clumsily got Diamond's knife out. Tank's headshot hadn't worked, maybe a heartshot would... She thought, blinking tears away as she cleared the knife from its sheath. Perception roll: 4,4,10,3,7,6 (1 successes) Jasmine'll go rather stabbity next turn. And possibly make a sleight of hand swipe for Zombeh Femra's District Token if it's in sight.
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on Aug 21, 2012 18:28:53 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District Seven Female TributeRory's face was red, flushed. They won't take my people. Never. Not ever. Not while I'm still alive. "Rowan! Help Jasmine!" Rory barked as she followed Cade, positioning herself behind him. She brought her axe back up and brought it down with a furious swipe at his back. "Hey Cade! I'm the one that killed you. Come on! Still healthy and kicking. You don't want Jasmine. You want me." Rory Noland rolled 9 dice to "Axe" 3,1,3,9,8,8,5,3,7 (3 successes)
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Post by Seryna on Aug 21, 2012 18:42:06 GMT -5
Rowan took the advice to heart, moving forward to evaluate Femra's grip on Jasmine. Using the flat of her blade, she struck at Femra's shoulder. The blow knocked Femra, the blow rattling the bones that still clutched at Jasmine. The rattling set Jasmine's teeth on edge, but Femra looked as solid and as deadly as ever.
"You're dead." Rowan gritted, leveling her axe for another blow.
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Post by Kulvar on Aug 21, 2012 21:33:45 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u] Jasmine was glad that even in her dreams, Rory and Rowan and Tank had her back. While the speedy abominations of her mind attacked her, the incarnations of her friends jumped in to aid her. The added pressure to her bow hand made her realize just how useless the attempt to stab the girl'd be. Jasmine loosened her grip on the knife, wincing with the crushing strength of this non-Femra's grip and lashed out, feigning with the knife as a flourish to try grabbing the token just as Rowan's axe made contact with Femra and sent a jolt through them both. And kept her from successfully grabbing the token, though she rolled with the attempt, dropping the knife and sliding her hand back and catching up the little girl's District Token on the second try. This was her dream, dammit, and she was going to succeed. 6,2,4,7,1,6 (0 successes) 5,1,1,7,8,5 (1 successes)
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Post by Seryna on Aug 21, 2012 21:59:14 GMT -5
As Jasmine's hand closed around the token that Femra - the living, breathing Femra who had been their friend - cherished, the dead Femra shuddered. As Jasmine gripped the cord that held the token of the girl from district 8 and pulled, wrenching the chain from the corpse's neck, a horrendous bellow sounds from the corpse's throat. Its inhuman and shrill, making your eardrums ache from pain. As the token comes free in Jasmine's bloody hand, the corpse of Femra stiffens. The Avenged corpse stiffens straight and still as a board, tumbling forward towards the ground. As she strikes the rocky ground now riddled with rain puddles, the body breaks apart to ashes.
The rain water pelts the blackened ash form of a small girl who had once been the smiling Femra you had all known. The corpse of Cade appeared unaffected by the 'death' of his undead companion. His lolling, bobbing head swings about his chest, those eyes searching out another victim.
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Aug 22, 2012 11:52:52 GMT -5
As the rotting trib... monsters deal Jasmine a severe injury something in Tank snapped. With a furious roar of rage, frustration and anger all rolled into one, Tank hauled his axe back and swung with vicious force at Cade's leg, attempting to drop him to the ground. Tank rolled 7 dice to "Axe to the Leg!" 9,2,9,6,2,6,9 (3 successes)
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Post by Seryna on Aug 22, 2012 12:09:50 GMT -5
The axe connects with Avenged Cade's leg in a meaty 'thunk'. There is a gritty motion as Tank has to work to free his axe from the corpse's leg, a sensation that sets his teeth on edge. Yet all of this is wrong and against the rules of nature, to be fighting a corpse that is so hard to kill - again. That nearly decapitated head swings about, searching for its next victim. Rowan adjusted her grip on her axe, her hands slick with rain water. She levels what should be a good swing and swings for that nearly severed head. There's a sickening noise as her axe severs some of the connecting tissue, but the head still bobs. Those dead eyes still search, like a shark seeking prey. The dead tribute decides its next victim, those arms lashing out. Rowan rolled 6 dice to "Attacking Cade (12- 6)" 3,5,8,7,7,2 (1 successes) Avenged Cade rolled 10 dice to "Attacking Rowan + wp" 4,1,1,10,3,2,6,1,2,10,6,10,7 (3 successes)
Rowan sucked in a breath as the spike drives into her left wrist. Its a non -dominant hand, but her axe lowers as she battles through the pain.
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