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Post by Namari Lovelle on Nov 28, 2011 19:14:08 GMT -5
Namari stood up on the wall she sat on. She clenched her teeth. This was no longer about winning, clearly. This was trying to kill eachother for pure entertainment. Namari pulled out her claymore, and got into a ready position, ready to jump down and intervein when she needed to.
Post by Denzel Kumori on Nov 28, 2011 19:23:55 GMT -5
Denzel fell to her knees, blood dripping from her mouth, and bloody tears comming out of her eyes. She knew this is the end. So cold....
her blank eyes looking around, she found namari... She smiled, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. "Sorry....n-namari...." denzel collapsed onto the ground, laying in a pool of her own blood. She wasnt dead yet, but was going to be very soon. She heard the sweetest sound every though... a music box canceling out everything that could be heard. and in the end, it didnt even matter....
The darkness engulfed Steele. The sounds of the swirling wind were louder than any of the packed stadiums sounds. Steele tried to escape running out but as soon as he put his hand in the darkness it broke. As if he just put it in an airplane propeller, his middle finger bone broke out of the skin. He howled in pain as his own blood splattered onto his face. Both of his hands were now useless. He was crippled. The darkness aura created an excruciating pain in Steele's ears, his ear drums begin to bleed. Steele thought he was going deaf but in truth it was the exact opposite. The darkness was amplifying his hearing so even if he plugged is ears he could still hear the painful memories that were showing in the darkness. It felt like he was on fire and he roared in angish. It felt like he was in utter hell. His snout began to bleed as the darkness was doing the same thing as were his eyes. Vivid Images of his past flashed by and there was nothing he could do to ignore them. Cheating Dante and Phillis in the Marsh, Robbing people across town, being an accomplice to Enoch as he murdered a villager for his life savings. Steele was feeling all the pain he'd caused people at once. His heart sunk, tears were coming from his eyes. Steele didn't never ever cried, what was happening!? He wanted the images to go away, but nothing could stop them and he yelled in utter agony from the darkness. Almost letting Seth drown in Lake Avaleur and telling Phillis to finish him, Trying to mug Dante and Felicity in the Forrest, Turning travelers outside the village into werewolves. Steele felt the pain of 10 transformations at once. He clenched his teeth so hard that some broke off. He began changing back to his human form screaming. Vandalizing the Avelur School, Cursing people out within the town, robbing families of their life savings, killing more travelers. Steele had officially been BROKEN in every single way, physically, mentally, and emotionally. But the images wouldn't stop. Killing MR. Proctor in the town riot, attacking Balius, trying to rob Arklese in the ally, Fighting Kyle, Confronting Kyle, trying to kill Kyle and Walter at the lake. Steele felt Walters grip again from when he was choked by him. The images kept coming, and Steele was already developing severe PDST. He laid there on the ground in his own blood with a stare. There was nothing left in him. No energy, no emotion. Just nothing.
(Yyyyeeaahhh That's going to take years of therapy to fix)
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Namari Lovelle on Nov 28, 2011 19:57:33 GMT -5
"Denzel!! Steele!!" Namari screamed in shock and grief. She jumped off of the wall, landing on the ground before dropping her claymore and rushing to the two laying on the floor. Are they dead are they dead??? she thought to herself as tears strolled down her face, not knowing what she should do.
(( My god, the tournament was gonna be fun. wtf is this madnesss? D: And Steele, how the frick did you remember all of that?? XDDD ))
(It's a crying shame when i can remember all of my character's adventures but I can't remember to turn in my Chemistry homework lol What does that tell you?)
The crowd was in utter shock. People began to talk amongst themselves wandering what happened. Some began to leave the horrific incident. Steele laid there, he was completely out of it. He was injured and bleeding, which was a sign he was still alive. His hands were crippled, he wouldn't be able to hurt anyone anymore. He was in shock. It was as if he wasn't even there, his rebel like attitude was just gone. Medics were afraid of rushing onto the field after seeing what just happened.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Namari Lovelle on Nov 28, 2011 20:12:43 GMT -5
Looking around, Namari spotted the medics. Her face quickly turned to hate, and she yelled, "What are you lot standing around for?! These people need help gods be damned!" Multiple medics began rushing onto the field to treat the injured. Looking at Denzel and Steele, she bit her lip as tears kept coming.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Nov 28, 2011 20:46:26 GMT -5
((Holy fuck guys, total novel while I'm gone. LOL))
Phillis approached the two, in all honesty he pretty much blinked, missed the whole thing and didn't realize what had happened. " Woah. They alright?" He asked, concerned.
He walked over beside Namari, a bit of a weak smile. "I'm sure they'll be fine." He said, he had a few doubts. "They made it this far, afterall."
Post by Denzel Kumori on Nov 28, 2011 21:18:02 GMT -5
The medics ran in, hesitant to go near Steele or denzel. A few medics manned up though, bandaging steele up and putting him on a stretcher, and also rushing him to the infirmary.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Nov 28, 2011 21:21:39 GMT -5
Turning and looking at Phillis, she frowned. "They best be, or I will not know what to do..."
Pausing, she looked around at the croud, some staying in their seats and others leaving. She then added, "I suppose you are the winner of the tournament, my friend..."
The crowd began to clap, the claps slowly erupted into cheering. Phillis had won the tournament for Avaleur and was going to be their king! The cheering grew louder as people showed their appreciation.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Denzel Kumori on Nov 28, 2011 21:24:51 GMT -5
One of the medics shook their head as they tended to denzel or whatever was left of her. She was too far gone to save. with a sigh, the medic walked up to namari, whispering in her ear: "She isnt going to make it. Its too late. If you would have stopped the match earlyier, we would be able to do something. But the werewolf has severe damage, and the vampire..." the medic hesitated.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Nov 28, 2011 21:25:34 GMT -5
Phillis scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "Cool." It didn't feel right taking the title under the conditions but he didn't dare turn it down. "Let's, uh, help the medics." he said, smiling as he offered the medics a hand. He leaned over Denzel. " Is she going to be okay?" he asked, worried. " She doesn't look very good.."
Post by Namari Lovelle on Nov 28, 2011 21:27:02 GMT -5
Namari bit her lip, running a hand through her hair and trying not to let any more tears fall. She walked over to the girl slowly. Once she stood over her, Namari brushing a strand of hair out of Denzels face. "God dammit..." she muttered.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Nov 28, 2011 21:39:14 GMT -5
Namari, feeling like she was about to break down, turned to Phillis. "Congradulations, my king," she said, lump in her throat. She swallowed it down, smiling weakly at him, before not being able to hold it in any longer. Before she began crying again, she rushed out of the arena, out of sight.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Nov 28, 2011 21:42:58 GMT -5
Phillis frowned, heartbroken as he watched Namari run away. He stood in the middle of the arena, alone, people cheering his names while few others opposed. He had never felt worse about winning anything in his life.
Post by Kyle Black-Sky on Nov 28, 2011 21:48:10 GMT -5
Kyle frowned, saddened by what just happened. He couldnt deny he enjoyed watching steele get what he deserved. But the vamp girl? She didnt deserve that. "congradulations, King Phillis!" Kyle shouted from the stands. He was still upset with phillis, though. 'i wish you would have just forfeited...'
Ryn clapped alongside Kyle. It was a disastrous and brutal fight but he was glad there had been a winner to the tournament. He smiled and then asked Kyle. "So who is that anyway!?" He had to yell because it was so loud in the arena.