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 Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 9:53 pm
Ixyguin's expression was dull as she arrived back, the blade in her hand glowing a bright red. She had killed that creature, whatever it was, and had returned in one piece, but...what--or who--had her pursuer been? Why had a memory not her own (or was it...?) flashed through her mind when she had turned to face it in those final few moments?
Making her way towards the statue, she let her gaze sweep over the plaque, humming thoughtfully at the instructions. Give up the dagger, huh? An easy enough task, but the question was which of the two podiums she was expected to put it on. The first was labelled prey, while the second read predator.
So? Which one was she? The hunted or the hunter?
Stepping forward, she carefully set her blade onto the predator podium before whirling around and hastily making her way out.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 10:11 pm
Lips were twisted into a scowl when she woke. What a tragic end. Skaaal had been doing so well, too. She sighed, stared at the blade in her hands. Now that the chase was over, it was time to return this, wasn't it? She slowly got to her feet and walked over to the podiums. While her first instinct was to head for the predator podium, it seemed that was an impossible choice for her.
Scowling, she reluctantly placed the dagger on the prey podium.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 10:32 pm
With a heavy heart and tired limbs, Imuiel returned to the pedestals, feet dragging as he came closer. He had little doubt as to where his dagger would go after what he'd experienced--after all, he had done what he had to, hadn't he? The tall figure breathed a forlorn sigh, form bent as he almost carelessly dropped his dagger onto the Predator pedestal.
He was done.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 10:33 pm
Vassou woke with a loud gasp as he sat up. He put his hand to his chest. He touched his face to find tears on this cheeks. The dagger was still in his hand. He sighed lightly as he got to his feet and headed over to the podiums. He set the dagger down on the prey podium then left with his head hung low.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 10:59 pm
Back to the stark grey world that he knew, the familiarity and the statues that loomed over him and gave him instructions. This time only one greeted him with two empty spots. Liom was silent this time in his thoughts, pondering what had transpired and what it all meant. It didn't make much sense and honestly, he didn't know how much he did want to think about it. He just liked fighting but not when weird flashes of another life came spiraling at him.
For a moment, he paused, glancing at the lone Goddess in the room and went to the two that held nothing but words. Prey. Predator. He had to wonder which one he was. He enjoyed the fight, that was that and he had one this battle at a cost he was unsure of.
These thoughts were annoying. He placed the dagger at the Predator pedestal. He had won after all.
And then he left.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 11:00 pm
Wait. He could move! Nojha sat bolt upright, eyes wild as he stared around the room. When his mind finally understood that he was back, he threw the Goddess a stricken look. He had failed her, he was sure of it.
The dagger was next to him. He picked it up, and approached her statue. As her plaque directed, he examined the other two podiums, and understood the nature of his shame.
He laid the dagger on the Prey Pedestal, and left her presence.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 11:00 pm
Vaneda woke with a jerk, her body seizing as her mind shifted from fear and panic and heart breaking to the pedestal in front of the goddess. The dagger laid limply next to her as she looked at it.
It was still rusted. It was still useless. No, not it. Her.
She pushed herself up, going to the podium mark prey and dropping the dagger on it.
And then she left, clutching her chest tightly and running back to the ruins.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 11:04 pm
The first thing she heard was heavy breathing. It took her a moment to realize it came from her own mouth, and that her own heart was the one pounding. Igny looked down, frenzied searching of her chest. It was there. It was still there. The soft blue glowed up at her reassuringly, yellow mixing with blue in the quiet of the area.
Two podiums lay before her.
The Task is complete. Eat or be eaten, predator or prey. Return your Dagger to where it belongs.
Igny's eyes stung with tears and her cheeks were slick with sweat. It wasn't hard to see where she fell. Even without the task, Igny knew where she fell. She was a skittish sort. The type to follow with the crowd, but ... not only that. She would sacrifice herself for her friends any day. Igny was dependent. She was a set-
A set?
Why had she thought that? There was no other Igny. No companion. She shook her head. It was a silly thought. With a deep breath, she placed her dagger on the Prey stand. Right where she belong. It was where she needed to be right now.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 11:08 pm
As he woke up from that strange, dark dream he found himself back near the shrine. What had happened he wasn't sure, but his hand quickly leapt to where his heart should have been. Pausing to wait for the pulse... anything.
A dull thud against his hand let him take a breath as he closed his eyes. Task or not, he was merely glad to remain whole. The thing, whatever it was, was gone now. Even as his eyes searched the graying shadows around him he could tell that much. No snipping... nothing. He was... safe enough. He stood at that point, staring at the plaque below the statue a moment before letting out a short laugh.
"Apparently... prey." Well battle wasn't his forte, but... hmph. He walked to the stand, dropping his dagger where it belonged(on the prey platform) before leaving. He wasn't to forget it, to move away from the place. Further from that shadow. A shiver escaped him as he recalled that face, so close to him he swore he could recall it's frigid breath. 'It only hurts once...' No. No don't think about it. Forget it.
He quickly moved out of the shrine from there, pretending it had never happened was for the best. Definitely for the best.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 11:10 pm
"Why?" Mnezara whispered bleakly as she awoke, her hand placed upon her chest. It was not a question of why she was still alive, why her Heart was still beating. Why did she have to...?
She laughed a hallow laugh and stumbled up to the podium, dropping the dagger upon the prey platform. How appropriate. How laughable.
How absolutely nauseating.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 11:19 pm
Nush returned to the pedestals, finding that they had shifted now. There were two here. Looking between them, he made his way and offered the dagger to the predator pedestal.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 11:46 pm
She woke up quietly. Well, the result had been expected, though that didn't mean Daaiji liked it. She stared at the dagger. This was the weapon she had used to kill her friend. But it was just a matter of survival of the fittest. Hunt or be hunted. Prey or predator.
She was predator. Standing with her chin held high, she placed the dagger on the appropriate podium.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 11:52 pm
Nanco once again found herself awake. She blinked, looked around, and wondered aloud,
"Is this what happens then?"
Until she realized where she was. She looked around for the Goddess, and saw that once again, she had become a statue. The plaque and surrounding pedestals prompted her on her next action.
Nanco placed her dagger on the Prey Pedestal, but was surprised that she wasn't ashamed by the sacrifice. She had given it her best shot, and gone down swinging. She might be prey, but this prey would fight tooth and claw before giving up.
At peace, she left for the shrine.
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Posted: Tue Aug 13, 2013 12:09 am
Thud.
Maiden found the world was grey. He wasn't even sure what happened, where the goddess stood, the statue took its place. the challenge was over, but did anything happen? he whirled around confused, the unpleasant feeling of something, someone behind his back was there.
But there was nothing. only air, and a hollow feeling in the pit of his chest. That was there the sound came from.
A thud.
The dagger seemed dull, listless and a faint amount of rust, it placed seemed for compelling for the prey pillar, which he placed it on. the hollow feeling that was there didnt seem as hollow anymore after the offering.
Only slightly, the thud sound became softer, back into the normal pulse.
All was right again and he was feeling good. and made his way out of the room of offering.
Thud. thud. thud.
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Posted: Tue Aug 13, 2013 12:27 am
Palem woke. Her eyes fluttering open, her cheeks still stained with tears. She simply laid there, unmoving. Ashamed of herself for failing. Her fears had beaten her, she hadn't won this round. And she just wanted to sink into the ground. Had she ever been any good, she wondered as she she raised a hand to wipe the streaks from her face.
Could she ever?
She got up, heavy in her heart and with the rusty dagger at her side. Only one Goddess was present today and she could barely find herself looking at it, simply at the pedestals that beckoned an offering.
It didn't take much thought to know where her dagger would be returned. She placed it on the Prey, she was no predator.
She left, dejected.
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