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Bait was grateful for Bee, she helped him so much during these first few hours, and they hardly knew each other. He was glad he had an alliance......no, a friend like her. But the next thing he knew she'd been knocked back and a slew of pink bastards ganged up on him like they did bunny. He wasn't even able to try and defend himself, it was just attack after attack.

Then all he knew was pain. Pain and hot and red. Frantically his eyes searched the area for Bee, needing to see his friend was okay. Seeing her alright was enough for him to release the urgency of staying alive. "Kneel, Bee. Stay alive, don't be stupid." And his eyes closed and the breath whooshed from his chest and he just.....vanished.

[Death and Exit Post]

E-1 pounded the dirt in frustration, able to breathe now that the damned horse was letting her, but unable to do more than cry. Hot tears running down the inside of her gas mask, obscuring her vision, and making it even more uncomfortable. E-3! Dammit! When E-1 had seen E-3 pick herself up, it was like watching someone come back from the dead. E-1 had figured the blue bastards would attack her, but the finishing blow had to come from the horse?!

She could hear the others talking. Apparently, it had taken the attack from the horse to get the two groups to start talking. How on earth were they going to work together? It was ludicrous! But focusing on the words helped E-1 calm down, and she began to consider what she should do. Thinking about what had happened, it seemed to E-1 that she'd turned into a completely different person during the battle. She'd just been filled with anger and thoughts of vengeance. She was still angry, but it was a sickened anger, and mostly directed towards the horse. What the hell had all that been for? Why did it make them fight one another, and then demean everything they'd sacrificed? E-1 had just wanted to protect her team-mate, but it had all gone horribly wrong.

Shakily, E-1 rose to her feet, and glared at the stupid horse.

"I want the pendant. It's a piss poor exchange for a bunch of lives, but it's better than letting their deaths be for nothing." she stated, wondering if anyone else could hear the waver in her voice.

[HP: 22]

[ Beta Five is entering again! ]


Beta Five was pretty damn sure he had died. Mostly because he no longer had a weapon.

Well, okay, he had a club now. That was something, at least. Not something great (he missed the handgun; where had that gone, anyway?), but at least it was better than nothing. That being said, as he made his way back out into the cornfields with its enormous stalks that towered over his head, the fog smoldering around him, he felt rather good about himself. The pain was gone, he wasn't limping, or seeing stars, or -

....okay, maybe he was still dead, since that giant horse thing was still there. And talking, no less.

Er, thought Beta Five, scrutinizing the situation. Make that yelling. Or demanding, really. And why is everyone on the ground, anyway?

Obviously Beta Five had missed the whole conversation entirely.

Sauntering up to the person nearest to him - a pink clad figure with a E-4 scrawled across the back of her (at least, he thought it was a her) gasmask, Beta Five tapped her on the shoulder.

"Pardon me," he asked her pleasantly. "But might a fellow ask what's going on? I've been gone, you see. Vacation. Gotta work on my tan, after all."

Or just knocked out silly. Though I could have sworn I died...

Eyes widening behind her mask, E-4 rose into a half-crouching, half-kneeling position. "One! Are you certain about this? You'll just make yourself a target for the other teams--"

Before she could continue, she was cut off by a sudden tap on her shoulder. As she turned to face them, E-4 felt a strange chill. Wait a minute, where...where had this person come from? Ignoring him, she quickly scanned the field, counting everyone who was dressed in blue. Yes, there were 8 people, not including the medic that had fled and the three that had died. So who...? Did the blue team have a thirteenth member that hadn't showed up until now?

Well, the answers could wait. Grabbing onto the new guy's arm, E-4 gave a sharp jerk as she tried to pull him to the ground. "Get down," she hissed, her gaze darting towards the horse to see if he had noticed, "Unless you want to die, I advise that you stay low. That thing wants us to kneel to it, or you could rise and try for the pendant, but..." She trailed off, shooting E-1 a look of concern (not that she could see it).

E-13's sudden cry made her jump, and she instantly removed her hand from B-5's arm when she heard the words "still alive". "What--wait a minute, Thirteen, that makes no sense. You know that we...we all saw..." She trailed off, swallowing uncomfortably, "Blue team. They must have had a thirteenth member, right?"

"Uh, yeah, probably," B-13 said, not willing to admit how he knew the guy. "He just uh, surprised me. Coming from behind all creepy like that."

He must have missed.

But he'd felt the knife go in there. Really solidly. ...Maybe he'd just hit armor? And the guy had played possum this whole time. He couldn't be too sure. He hoped B-5 didn't remember him too clearly, either.

She didn't know what she had expected and gave him an apologetic smile for the information though of course he couldn't see that through the mask either. she must have been mistaken...she'd thought five had died but perhaps he'd just crawled into the corn ad blacked out like he recalled, that had to be it,Bait was well and truly gone and she'd do best to just keep trying to survive.. "Right..right of course" She told him sitting down again "It's fine..but umm..yeah for the moment I suppose we are, we've started wondering if there are other groups out there coming this way while we've been sitting here whittling down our numbers on orders from the hellpony.."

E-Five is entering thread Boss Fight

I think this is it? E-Five thought as he broke through the cornfield into the wreckage of bent over stalks and rather brunt like leaves from heads of corns. This is it, he thought as he noted the mix of blue and pink like uniforms he wasn't sure if they were really the only two teams in the cornfield and running into another battle was not much of an idea he wanted to land on.

Curling his hand tightly into a fist he didn't want to just show up and have the first revenge driven blue member come swinging at him yet no one seemed to show any care that he was there. Instead he noticed E-1 was standing meanwhile the rest of the pinks seemed to be kneeling and or laying face down on the ground. Some of the blue however were still standing, including a number he had recognized from earlier.

"What the hell is he doing he?" He cried pointing at B-Five as he made his way over to E-Four and E-Thirteen, "I could have sworn I saw you go down." Peering closer at him he wanted to make sure it really was Beta-Five that he wasn't just mistaking someone else's number but he wasn't.

Shaking his head he muttered before taking a seat next to E-Four, "Seriously how much more ******** up can this get."