Discipline.

Strength only lies in discipline. Discipline only lies in strength. If you have no strength, I have no interest in you. if you have no discipline, prepare to receive some, trash. {[Affiliated with Mirabili]}

[torto-mirabili]

An alternate  r e a l i t y...

A different  f a t e...

There are no Generals. There are no social classes. There are no powers. In this alternate world, you are thrown into pairs, armed with only a couple of tools in order to combat against the greatest adversary the human race has ever faced…

…Itself.

Okay, maybe they weren’t human anymore… Regardless, now you are fighting against former friends, family, and strangers alike, all of which who have changed into horrendous creatures.

It’s killed or be killed, fight the creatures or get eaten. 

Now, what are you gonna do?

One, you’re going to like this post if you want to be in the event. If you want to arm yourself with a weapon, reblog this post with a number 1-10 in the tags.

You’re gonna get paired up and— if you choose to be— armed with a random weapon.

And that’ll be all you have.

Be warned, though… the creatures aren’t the only monsters around.

Humans can be much worse.

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[absumsensus-deactivated20140401]

☓-“You think so? Honestly, I think people all about order, and rules…That kind of bullshit are the most annoying. The prisoners should rise up and slaughter them.”

[lucid-disciplina]

"I'm so sorry it annoys you," She said lightly, tone deceptive if one didn't pay close attention to it, "It's ironic-- I feel almost the opposite. Those who represent order should slaughter those that don't."

[lucid-disciplina]

leondelsol started following you

Her golden eyes narrowing, Lucinda crossed her arms over her chest as she stared at the other. "Who are you?" A simple question, she thought-- it should also get a simple answer, right?

[redeyedobserver]

“Then what’s stopping you?”

[lucid-disciplina]

"As much as I would find joy in executing my... wishes, they do not coincide with the wishes of my general. Therefore..." A sigh, "It does not happen."

[oroden]

{ ♫ } "There’s a word for shitheads like you. It’s called: shithead.”

[lucid-disciplina]

"Oh, very creative." Nose upturned, the young woman narrowed her eyes. "I love it when my point is proven for me. You would probably be much easier to deal with dead."

[redeyedobserver]

“All of them?” he raised an eyebrow, playing with his knife. “Wherever would you bury all the corpses?”

[lucid-disciplina]

"That implies they're going to be buried." A scoff, "They could be burned or given to the Green Faction's science department. Disposal isn't... that much of an issue."

[lucid-disciplina]

"All the prisoners do is take up space." A contemplative sigh as her usually-fast gait took on a slower speed. "It'd be so much easier to just kill all of them..."

[lucid-disciplina]

She let out a short breath. "Oh...? Seems like we're getting an... influx of prisoners." Chin tilted upwards in a look of obvious disdain, the young woman crossed her arms over her chest. "Smells worse in here already..."

[redhairedbookman]

"…Are you trying to get people to join, or get them to run the other way."

[lucid-disciplina]

"Join, of course!" Her wide amber eyes blinked slowly in barely-hidden confusion at his inquiry. "What better way than to state the positives?"

[eyeofcontrol]

Lazily sways a little Red Faction support flag.

[lucid-disciplina]

Draws sword.

Aaaaaaaand cuts the flag.

[lucid-disciplina]

"Come join the Black Faction--"

"--there's blood~"

[hibahibachan-blog]

FYI if you join the red faction you’ll be sexually harassed by a gray haired old fool for the rest of your life.

[lucid-disciplina]

10

my character playing a joke on yours

Her lips curling up in what could only be called a devious smirk, the young woman drew her sword with a quiet flick of her wrist. 

Boredom was a nasty thing; even nastier when paired with a strange keen for violence. It cause her amber eyes to search out for entertaiment, enjoyment-- something to keep her busy.

Not a word was said-- she simply walked past the young man, and with a flick of her wrist-- the hairband tying his hair together was cut, letting the locks fall down haphazardly.

Her lips curled further, and she couldn't help the drawl of, "Oops." that escaped them.

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[lucid-disciplina]

AGGRESSIVELY GAZES UPON GRIMMICHI WITH NO SHAME

[titanium-hearts]

  ✧ "Oh, is this an invitation for a fight?" Ritaki said. "Or should I just leave you alone now?" Ritaki had it. That was the final straw. Calling him trash, even though he knew he was annoying, that just put him in a lowly situation, and Ritaki didn’t want that. Hopefully the woman would leave him alone.

[lucid-disciplina]

A look of genuine confusion crossed her expression. "An invitation? But that would mean I would actually find you to be a worthy opponent, would it not?" Her head tilting to the side in an almost childish display, the young woman thought for a moment before shaking her head. "You must be mistaken."

And the next thing he said-- even more confusing! "I am aware that I told you to stop the conversation-- wouldn't that imply that you should take your lowly business elsewhere-- preferably out of this faction?"