CONGRATULATIONS CITY GIRL!!!

[zippyzoo77]

Sarkra Nightshade "Bean"

Age: 12
Gender: Male
Weaponry: 26 large cactus spikes, about three inches long each
Two rocks the size of a tennis balls.
1 Knife
Snake Poison
Medicine: 1 bandage
Survival: 2 ten foot tarp
1 bottle of water
2 flashlight
1 plastic trash bag
1/2 loaf of bread
1 Bottle of Water
1 Cactus Flowers
1 Sleeping Bag
1 Backpack
1 Snake (dead of course)
Alliance: None.
Injuries: Twisted ankle (mostly better, just a tad bit painful now).
Scratches from sand on right cheek- not deep.

Minna hadn't even had the chance to give him the next topic when the snakes burst into their underground hideout and killed her. Bean screamed as they did so, after all Bean was both certain that they would kill him too, and deeply saddened that his friend had to die that way. It had to have been extremely painful for her, dying by poison. When the snakes disappeared back into the ground, Bean felt a weight lift from his chest. He was, of course, relieved that they didn't kill him too, but this relief was more than that. He couldn't possibly be stuck with the chance of killing his friend now. He couldn't have done that and he knew it, so in a way, this was almost a good thing for him. Almost.

Bean waited about two minutes before he began going through Minna's things, thinking it wouldn't be respectful to her to jump on them right away after her death. He discarded the cactus skeleton, not seeing how it could be of use to him, but kept everything else that used to be hers. He thought he did a good job rearranging it so that his things fit in the backpack as well, and the only things that he was left with to carry were his now empty trashbag, the two rocks, and the knife. He slid the knife in his shoe, but didn't feel safe walking with it there, so he stuffed the two rocks in his trashbag and slung that over his shouldter instead, carrying his knife in his right hand, since it was stronger than the left one. He put the backpack on, readjusted things so that the trashbag was once again on top, and set off across the desert, leaving Minna's body in the ground, secretly thinking that the gamemakers might have trouble removing it. Then again, they probably wouldn't, it was just a hole in the ground afterall. He looked around to see if there was anything other than desert around, since he would need a different shelter for the night. He spotted something that looked like a mountain, and headed in that direction. Hopefully it would be cooler if he could make it there today.

Bean was scared of the snakes. Bean was relieved. Bean gathered Minna's things. Bean is looking for shelter.

((Muse is back. Anyone free to RP with?))

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[left][size=150][color=#804000]Sarkra Nightshade "Bean"[/color][/size][/left] [right][size=85][quote][u]Age[/u]: 12
[u]Gender[/u]: Male
[u]Weaponry[/u]: 26 large cactus spikes, about three inches long each
Two rocks the size of a tennis balls.
1 Knife
Snake Poison
[u]Medicine[/u]: 1 bandage
[u]Survival[/u]: 2 ten foot tarp
1 bottle of water
2 flashlight
1 plastic trash bag
1/2 loaf of bread
1 Bottle of Water
1 Cactus Flowers
1 Sleeping Bag
1 Backpack
1 Snake (dead of course)
[u]Alliance[/u]: None.
[u]Injuries[/u]: Twisted ankle (mostly better, just a tad bit painful now).
Scratches from sand on right cheek- not deep.[/quote][/size][/right]

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[skïttles]

Still Alive:
Jerzey. // Taylor
zippyzoo77 // Sarkra
aseka // Fawna
f l a r e <3 // Azalea
Sebastian.Michaelis // Nick
Skellington. // Isis

Strikes:
f l a r e ♥ | 1 strike
Sebastian•Michaelis | 2 strike
zippyzoo77 | 1 strike

okay, i am going to be enforcing the 'if you don't post 24 hrs from your last post, you are dead' rule. starting now. you have 24 hours to post before your character is eliminated. i don't care if the person you are roleplaying with isn't posting. you can still come up with 6 sentences.

if you have an absence that you informed me about, we are down to few enough characters that i am disregarding that. sorry.

[city;]

» T a y l o r . R a e . O r c h i d




Taylor sat on her rear end with her hands pressed into the sand; blood dropped rapidly from the raptor wound. The tribute stared openly at the body of the creature that was attempting to kill her. She looked up thankfully at her ally. "Thanks," she whispered, before wincing and crying out. Her injury stung and bit back, angry with her for trying to fight the raptor. Thirst ravaged her body, making her weaker. Running and jumping like that might send her body into shock. Gingerly, she tried to stand, using her sword for support. Taylor used her sword to send into the sand and steady her. She got onto one leg, but the other refused to move. She looked behind her and at the useless lump she was supposed to call an ankle and foot, swearing under her breath. Rae dragged it in front of her with her hand. Ever so gently, she eased a little weight on it. Discovering that using that leg would make her pass out, she flopped back on the desert sand. Takin the cloth from around her neck, she wrapped it around her lower arm, stinging painfully. 



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» T a g g e d : : Nick

[flare ♥]

|| A Z A L E A ||

Age: 17
Currently: Hiding.
Alliances: -
Items: 1 Empty Water Bottle, Tarp, Plastic Garbage Bag, Stone Throwing Knives,
1 Knife, 1 Healing Medicine, 1 Burn Medicine, 1 Bandage, 2 Bottles Of Clean Water, and 1 Dagger
Injuries: No Sight in Left Eye

Azalea heard footsteps, and she froze in her place. She ducked behind a tree, one at the opening of the forest. She saw a boy, a young one, maybe 12 or 13. She held her breath, not daring to make any sound. Although he was fairly far from her, she didn't want to risk being seen. What if he killed her? She spotted something shiny in his hands, a knife. Slowly and carefully she slid out her own dagger, it felt more useful in her hands than the knife. She held it to her chest, her heart beating wildly, blood roaring through her ears. She knew that if he came close enough, she could simply swing her arm in his direction and hit him with her knife. Although, she didn't want to do that. She willed the tribute to keep going and get killed by somebody else. She didn't want to kill anybody. Her brown eyes were wide and fearful, her skin drained of color.

(Sarkra "Bean" Nightshade, please read.)

[exorcism]

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I S I S :: A R I E N N A :: R O S E

----" Let's watch this city burn, let's watch this city burn away! "
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ιɴveɴтory ::
Survival - Backpack, apples (3), bottles of water (1 1/2), 20 square foot tarp, sleeping bag, flashlight.
Weapons - Two daggers, one bow, ten arrows.
Companion - Vladimir / Male / Presa Canario Dog

As the sandstorm faded away, leaving the desert looking as it had before, Isis glared out of her make-shift tent. She had slept through most of the sandstorm, and so had Vladimir. They both looked like they didn't want to leave the comfort on their tent. It was a good thing that they didn't have to. Isis had four apples left, for both she and Vladimir, two bottles of water, and a weapon designed for distance. Thinking they were pretty well off, they sat near the entrance that allowed one to enter into their tarp and watched as the sun began to get brighter and brighter. Not much was left for them to do, but they split an apple and just sat and waited. It was true, Isis was now extremely parched, after having gone through two days in a desert without water. So she grabbed one of her bottles of water, now warm, and drank some of it, lavishing as the liquid ran down her throat. Looking over, she beckoned Vladimir to open his mouth and gently poured some in his mouth as well. Both of them, now having eaten and drank, remained at their position in the tarp-tent.

[aseka]

~Fawna Ala Tau~
-Female- Southern Desert- Dusk- Items; Blowgun, Darts, Plastic Trash Bag, 1 10-square Blanket, 1 Small Canteen(Full), Sword, Full Water Bottle- Injuries; Deep Cut to Left Shoulder (Bandaged), Sun Burn, Small Scratches from Sandstorm- Companion; Bengli-

Finally done purifying the water for her canteen and water bottle, Fawna sat back on her heels. So far she hadn't disturbed the spiders she knew had to be in those trees, she wondered if it would last? She thought about taking a bath but since Bengli seemed reluctant to enter the water, she decided against it. No telling what the game masters had put in it. She did, however, need to find some place to set up camp. Preferably close by and on solid rock. She didn't want to be attacked by a snake, she probably wouldn't survive such an encounter. With that in mind, Fawna set out to explore the surrounding area. Bengli followed close on her heel.

(Sorry for the short post. I have other things to do today.)

[zippyzoo77]

Sarkra Nightshade "Bean"

Age: 12
Gender: Male
Weaponry: 26 large cactus spikes, about three inches long each
Two rocks the size of a tennis balls.
1 Knife
Snake Poison
Medicine: 1 bandage
Survival: 2 ten foot tarp
1 bottle of water
2 flashlight
1 plastic trash bag
1/3 loaf of bread
1 Bottle of Water
1 Cactus Flowers
1 Sleeping Bag
1 Backpack
1 Snake (dead of course)
Alliance: None.
Injuries: Twisted ankle (mostly better, just a tad bit painful now).
Scratches from sand on right cheek- not deep.

Bean was just walking, it was late afternoon when he reached the mountains. He hadn't stopped for more than a drink all day, so he sat down on a hillside by a tree, completely unaware that Azalea was just on the other side of it. He took out the half loaf of bread, and he ate a few bites, leaving about a third of the loaf left. He packed it away in his bag and leaned back, relaxing and resting. He was very tired, after all he had been traveling all day. He let his eyes droop, and almost fell asleep, but not quite. For a moment he thought he was back at home, while even when it wasn't as safe, it was far safer than here in the arena. He knew he would die, and at last he finally accepted it. If the gamemakers could kill Minna like that, they would probably do him in too.

Bean sat and ate, and is now resting.

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[left][size=150][color=#804000]Sarkra Nightshade "Bean"[/color][/size][/left] [right][size=85][quote][u]Age[/u]: 12
[u]Gender[/u]: Male
[u]Weaponry[/u]: 26 large cactus spikes, about three inches long each
Two rocks the size of a tennis balls.
1 Knife
Snake Poison
[u]Medicine[/u]: 1 bandage
[u]Survival[/u]: 2 ten foot tarp
1 bottle of water
2 flashlight
1 plastic trash bag
1/3 loaf of bread
1 Bottle of Water
1 Cactus Flowers
1 Sleeping Bag
1 Backpack
1 Snake (dead of course)
[u]Alliance[/u]: None.
[u]Injuries[/u]: Twisted ankle (mostly better, just a tad bit painful now).
Scratches from sand on right cheek- not deep.[/quote][/size][/right]

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[flare ♥]

|| A Z A L E A ||

Age: 17
Currently: Hiding.
Alliances: -
Items: 1 Empty Water Bottle, Tarp, Plastic Garbage Bag, Stone Throwing Knives,
1 Knife, 1 Healing Medicine, 1 Burn Medicine, 1 Bandage, 2 Bottles Of Clean Water, and 1 Dagger
Injuries: No Sight in Left Eye

Curses flew through Azalea's mind. Carefully, she took out her other knife, quietly leaning on her left side, ready to swing around. When she heard steady almost sleep breathing, she carefully inched her way out from her hiding spot. She literally tackled him, pushing his body down with all of her might. She quickly put her dagger to his throat, so if he moved or decided to try to escape, she could easily cut deep into his throat. She pinned his hand down to his chest with her other hand, the knife hanging loosely in it. Her hair whipped wildly around her. She could feel hysteria rising up in her chest, and she fought to keep her hands from shaking. I can't do this. She thought quietly, breathing hard. At least she had him pinned, there wasn't really any way a 12 year old boy could move the 17 year old girl from off of him.

[NoisyBirds]

Nick sighed and stayed where he was, leaning on his sword. His back was bleeding heavily, but he knew Taylor needed help. He grabbed a wooden staff from one of the stacks inside and some rope, limping over. He nearly fell, but kneeled infront of her. "T-This will hurt. But bear with it..." he panted, obviously in great pain. He moved her leg to be faci g infront of her, hearing sucking snaps as he moved it back in place. Once it was straight he set the pole next to it and began tying them to each other, using the small amount of rope left and cloth strips to secure it. "Just hold on Tay."

[exorcism]

{ I'll post for Isis later on pfft.
First off; I want these people to know that I looked up one of those character-name things that Skittles mentioned and used that to make my decision. I just wanted you to know that I have, in no way, bad feelings towards you. <3
K, so yeah.
And thanks Skittles for telling me what to do. :D

IT'S SO LONG I'M SORRY. }

Azalea & Nick (f l a r e ♥ & Sebastian.Michaelis)

The small beetles began to make their way through the desert terrain, their beady, insect eyes darting around looking for anything that moved. The large swarm split off into two separate groups, the first far larger than the second, each moving in a different direction in a flurry of black and red.

The first group of beetles had a large structure in their sight, knowing in know doubt that there would be someone there to nourish their seedlings. As they moved together, seeming to be of one mind, they got closer together and began to look as though they were one creature. At the opening of the large structure, the cornucopia, they spotted figures moving about. Targeting their sights on one of them, a male, they began to become a mass of bustling creatures, seeming to be radiate with the urge to lay their seedlings, and their seedlings the urge to eat the tribute alive from the inside. It was, to them, foolish for one to hid in such an enclosed space in which they could be cornered, but they in no way complained. It was a brilliant idea, effective against most creatures, except them... Their little bodies hard to avoid, they entered the cornucopia in a swarm, separating once again to try and corner their victim, all that was needed was one out of hundreds to land and lay their eggs... It was unknown if their plan would be effective, if even one would land on the tribute inside, but it would have to play out for anyone to know the outcome.

The second group, considerably smaller then the first, with only around fifty beetles compared to hundreds of the first. The spider-like creatures spotted a shape up ahead, a female and a younger male. The male was pinned down by the female tribute, but the beetles would probably solve that problem. Bustling together just as the first did, they made their way toward the female tribute, only going after her for an unknown reason. Their eyes glinted with malicious intent, and they proceeded to their target.