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kuropeco

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 2:15 pm


[ ALPHA GROUP ]


And there went Lawr, into the pool.

Gale hadn't exactly trusted the other hunter, but seeing Charlotte push him in so easily, so unhesitatingly, made him gape at her, his mouth slightly ajar. He clamped it shut after a moment, teeth grinding together as he looked from her to the pool again, trying to discern just what the hell had happened.

And whether or not it was possible to get out of this whole thing alive.

He was still contemplating this very unlikely fact when who should arrive but Mark the Totally Not Awesome No Matter What He Tried To Say, followed by a group of what appeared to be slightly bedraggled hunters and trainees. Gale eyed them all warily, his hand absently clenching and unclenching.

Then he gave Mark a Look because obviously this was all Mark's idea obviously.

Charlotte apparently was under the same impression as Gale was, because the shot that rang out made Gale jump, and he stared at her incredulously. Fortunately (or maybe it was unfortunately) Mark was apparently "just fine."

Which was more than he could say for the rest of them.

Otto received a dirty look from Gale that was brimming with suspicion; why was Sam so interested and so protective of him, of all people? It made no sense, at least not to Gale, but he had his own things to worry about.

Like trying not to die.

With a sigh, Gale moved to B-5.


zoobey

bittiface
PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 2:21 pm


He’d stumbled upon, much to his disappointment, Sam and a host of others. There was no Mark in sight, but as he watched in horror, plenty of murder.

Then, as though the Force had suddenly smiled upon them, and the assistant appeared like a Jedi mind trick out of the darkness. For once, Shiloh and Sam agreed on something, his expression much the same as hers as he moved towards Mark-

BLAM.

Shiloh strongly believed that Deus need to go over its murdering your own team members policies. Thankfully, however, it seemed that the dweeb was okay, and Shiloh was relieved, not just because he needed the dweeb but because as much as he tried to hate the dweeb, the dweeb was kind of growing on him.

Following them up the stairs, he yelled for them to wait, but it was useless, he had no voice, they couldn’t hear him. He had no idea how to attract Mark’s attention, but he was on a mission, and he was determined. As they settled into their spots on the squares, Shiloh tried his best to slip the artifact into Mark’s hands.

He only hoped he could save them all before what he was sure was Death Bingo™ went down.

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 2:29 pm




Lawr wasn't even surprised really. He'd kill him too.

It didn't mean he was pleased.

All he could hope, as the waters closed around him, was that he wasn't going to drag that mutant cursed ghost thing with him into whatever afterlife awaited a lifelong unrepentant conman.

PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 2:32 pm


Mark squeaked for a second, Sam and Charlotte turned to look at him, and he stared at them with a petrified expression before slowly recovering. Blood was still dripping down from his forehead. "I'm- I'm okay!" One hand was clenched into a fist.

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medigel

Anxious Spirit

PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 3:07 pm


OMEGADELTABETA

As the hallway began to grow lighter, Stormy peeled back the night vision goggles and let them hang around her neck. And she was greeted with a horribly familiar sight.

Familiar because this was the exact room she had seen on the surveillance camera. Horrible because only one person was there now.

No. They said they'd survive if they killed someone, they said--

She stopped herself. What was the point anymore? Everything seemed to be part of a lie or part of a secret here. What was one more betrayal? Her hands balled into fists after letting go of the conga line of trainees, trembling.

"Don't go in there," she warned the group sharply. "Roland, you hear me? The floor has spikes underneath. The cell doors can lock themselves." God knew what else was there. She stared out to where Roland was, a mixture of pain and relief evident on her face. At least he was okay. One out of many was better than none. That was all she could comfort herself with.

The red text taunted her again. Sacrifice one. Who else did they want? How many more ones had to be given up to let them leave? Sacrifice one . . .

Something hit her. The list of names . . . What if it wasn't kill just one from the group? What if it was kill the one? What if the whole point of this was just to find the one special target? It was a crazy idea, but crazy didn't sound so bad at this point; sometimes it could be crazy enough to work.

Stormy backed away from the cell room and grabbed Lucky's hand, pulling him aside. "The list I found, it has your name struck out," she repeated in a softer tone, one only Lucky could hear. "Maybe it's . . . Maybe who they want is you."

Never in her life did she think she'd ever ask someone to die.

"I don't think they really die, you know. The Life guy, when he died he sank into the ground." Her eyes were determined and sorrowful all at once. "Do you have a weapon?" she asked simply.

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chimarii

Miliardo Kason
PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 3:22 pm


LEVEL TWO DEATHSWEEPER TEAM MARK RED TEAM GO

Taym was learning all sorts of things today, although sadly what a padawan or gungan was wasn't among them. For example, he'd finally just learned who Charlotte was, and he was quietly grateful that he'd chosen to return her book to her by means of having it delivered to her office rather than trying some kind of face-to-face maneuver. If she'd thought he'd stolen it, he thought, maybe he wouldn't even be standing here because he'd be in the Land of Rep and Shiloh.

He didn't move suddenly; he stopped and he eyed the tiles and when Gale moved into place he audibly sighed. There was a definite line forming. He had no idea if that was actually a good thing or a bad thing, but it seemed like a shot in the dark to try and decide either way. Might as well roll with the momentum. That said, he also didn't want to stand on the edge. In the spirit of achieving both a Death Bingo (tm, thanks Shiloh) and not being on the perimeter, Taym stationed himself at E-2.

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Beejoux


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PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 3:31 pm


OmegDeltaBeta

The room was empty when they reached it, and there was a distinct feeling of disappointment from the small blonde. "Where is..?" She took a step forward, ready to cross the room to get to Roland, the only person she could see, but Stormy's warning stopped her. "How do you know that?" Pale eyes slid across the floor, to the cells, then back to Stormy, questioning. Had she been here before? Had her group wandered through here? Maybe they were all going in big circles.

She gave Lucky's hand another squeeze, but his fingers slipped away as Stormy pulled him away, to the side and out of earshot, Peyton stared after them, brows creased in concern, but she didn't move. Instead she looked back towards Roland. "Ro, Where is everyone else?"

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astaraei

miliardo kason
PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 4:14 pm


DELTA OMEGA PHI BETA SPIKY PRISON MURDER ROOM

Lucky felt Peyton take his hand, and after a moment's hesitation, squeezed back in turn. He accepted the concern gratefully, even though he knew in the back of his mind that he didn't deserve it. But hadn't Peyton done the same? Maybe they were all so far beneath judgment the rules of basic human decency were bent and broken as they pleased.

"Vhat-"

But by the time Stormy had chosen to bring that up, they'd arrived at the end of the hallway, looking into what to Lucky was an unfamiliar room. Peyton separated, and he was left alone with Stormy. Normally, a good thing. But normally, they weren't being pitted against each other in some kind of elaborate death match.

There was an empty sort of silence as Lucky was forced to confront what Stormy had discovered. A list, and his name struck out. He licked dry lips. Did they know he hadn't been the one to kill Shiloh? Or was it killing Kostya here and now that had been the mistake? There had been more than enough death today to satisfy the price of one head for all the rest. He finally met Stormy's gaze with one of near-defeat, stammering a pitiful counterargument. His inflection was all off - it almost sounded like he was joking. "But - but vhy vould they - vhy vould they vant me-"

Maybe because he had failed the one test they had given him. Maybe he had broken too soon under the pressure, and let someone else pay the price. What measure was right and wrong when both sides glorified murder?

The fight seemed to go out of him all at once. Painfully slowly, he pulled the compact gun from his pocket, pointed at the ground so as to dispel any initial tension. He kept his eyes on Stormy all the while.

"Please, do not do this."

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ol-j-man

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medigel

Anxious Spirit

PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 4:18 pm


OMEGADELTABETA

Maybe it would have been easier if she had just shot him and gotten it over with instead of making it dragged out into this painful conversation.

"I don't know," she answered in a strangely calm voice, her expression twisting with sympathy. "I don't want to--"

She saw the gun and immediately went cold, regardless of the fact that it was pointed down. Her hand began to inch under her coat. How fast could she pull this out if she needed to? "Lucky, don't, don't, please. We're running out of options, I don't know what else we can do--" Her voice broke as she pleaded, the hypocrisy souring her mouth.

"We have to save everyone. Proszę."
PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 4:45 pm


DELTA OMEGA PHI BETA ROOM OF WONDERS

Stormy had little time to react.

There was a soft click as the safety disengaged under his thumb, and he swung the gun sharply upward-

And pressed it to his temple.

"If it must be done, I do not vant it to be by you." The life hunter had seen the movement. They were all armed, he guessed. At least he would be quicker. If it was a fight, he already lost. He couldn't hurt Stormy. He didn't have the strength to do this again to anyone else. But this way, the control was sitll in his hands. As it had been once, what felt like a long time ago. Lucky took a step back from her, then another. He looked tired. "Please, I do not vant to ser you become a murderer."

Stormy had a point. The bodies disappeared. He knew that himself, though he hadn't been in quite the most stable frame of mind to assess it when it happened. He replayed the starting message in his mind. Those who fell would be taken prisoner. Those who fell didn't die.

But this would probably still hurt.

"I hope you are right."

ol-j-man

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 5:24 pm


[ TEAM RED ON YOU ]


It was pretty obvious by now that this was some messed up version of Battle Royale, but hearing the higher ups squabble about it made it all the more real for the frenchman, and his little partner, Abbi, whom he picked up from the other room.

Watching the on goings, he couldn't help but wince when Lawr AND Mark the sort of great got shot; one seemingly in much more better terms than the other. It just seemed like a lot to take in, and Dorian was feeling slightly overwhelmed.

Thus, he looked down to Abbi, giving her a "I guess we have to choose," Look, before finding his way to D-6.


Zoobey
PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 6:31 pm


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The parting with Chel and Stormy did catch Abbi's attention and she turned back to give them both a hopeful, though terribly guilty smile.
"You guys be safe, ok? I'm.... I am really sorry for um... All of this... I didn't mean... I just..." The teen let a huffy sigh leave her as she looked down at her shoes, unable to really articulate anything. "Just be safe, ok?" It was the best should could do with her heart thudding so hard in her chest and her hand shaking in the Frenchman's. If he hadn't taken hold of her, she might have just drifted off and found a corner to cry in. But he had been so nice, and the teen felt indebted to him in a strange sort of way. Of all things, she wanted him to get out of this alive.
With one last small smile flashed to Stormy and Chel, Abbi turned and hurried after Dory, not quite able to keep up given her smaller stature but doing her best to hold onto his hand tight.

"How can you not know what a padawan is? Like... Didn't you ever see any movies?" Abbi found herself asking that... One guy who looked mildly homeless as she hurried on by, hand still in Dory's. Which reminded her...
"Hey! B-t-w! I don't know your name! Um um ah... Je m'appelle Abbi!" A lopsided grin was given to him before a shot rang out and the Jedi-guy slumped over. This was getting all sorts of dog-eat-dog and the girl drew closer to the Frenchman, hiding behind him a little as they were introduced to what essentially equated to Human Bingo. That was... Fantastic. Exactly what she wanted to play when one of those ladies that had joined their group had mentioned The Hunger Games. Absolutely fantastic!

Taking a deep breath, Abbi steadied herself as she watched Dory begin to move off. Unwilling to be separated from him she followed after, close behind him on his trek across the board until he stopped. D-6? There were no 7's on the board for her to take her pick of, or else she would have, but a 6 would just have to do. Even more reluctant to leave the Frenchman's side now, Abbi had the choice between C-6 or E-6. She almost laughed as she hurried over to C-6, a hand tugging one pigtail over her shoulder as she flashed Dory one last smile. Maybe a C would save her in the end.

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Bittiface

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 7:30 pm


Lawr was gone. Pushing him into the pool seemed more effective than a shot to the head, as eveidenced by Mark later on. Charlotte was one scary little lady.

Even Otto was starting to wonder why Sam seemed intent on dragging him along everywhere. Only a little. However, the coward in him liked having these decisions made for him. So there he stood, alongside Sam, Mark and Charlotte.

He looked awkward, even as he tried to look totally nonchalant; stuffing his hands into his pockets and leaning his weight to one side. His nervous expression ruined it.

Gale was given a returned glare along with a scrunched nose.

Zoobey

kurotomato
PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 8:03 pm


The door clicked open behind him, a few other hunters standing on the other side, the foreign one Lucky, Stormy and Peyton. At least two people he felt like trusting considering the last group he was with had willingly killed Cass to escape. He of course used her to get by as well, but he still stood by that he wasn't the one who did her in.

"Room was full of spikes?" He looked back at the controls and the notice, two levers locked in place, the rest? All of them seemed to do nothing at all and the room looked the same minus a few cells painted with patches of blood.

"Well... I can't say I'm horribly upset. Two of the people I was with killed Cass, she was the only senior hunter with us. I wish Ian wasn't in there though...they where locked out here while I was in here, the levers must have triggered traps and brought you guys down here as well." He moved from the control pannel towards the group frowning deeply, "So is this a dead end then? I found the two levers and now I have you guys and.... Stormy, what's going on with Lucky?" He pointed at the gun, "And where did he find that?"



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Beejoux


Wrathful Demigod

PostPosted: Sat Nov 30, 2013 8:21 pm


OmegaDeltaBeta

Peyton didn't know what made her glance over her shoulder. Maybe the sound of shuffling feet, maybe something else. Regardless, she turned, glancing curiously at Stormy and Lucky, mostly just making sure they were still there, but what she saw grabbed her attention and held it. There was a Gun in Lucky's hand, the click of the safety was incredibly soft, but here between solid walls it seemed to echo. The barrel rose, and for just a second Peyton thought that maybe she'd been wrong about her friend. That he was capable of this level of violence. Then the gun turned, pointing not at Stormy, but at his own temple. "Lucky."

He stepped back, and she stepped forward, and Roland's voice sounded behind her, but she didn't have the time to glance back at him right that moment. Even if there were questions she wanted answered. Even if he was her friend and she was relieved he was still alive.

The scene playing out in front of her stole away all her attention. "Lucky, what are you doing?" Why did he have a gun? "Put it down." Where had he gotten a weapon? The sound of shot ringing out in the maze, had he..? She didn't want to believe it. If it had been him, surely there had to be a good reason. Self defense. It had to be self defense.

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