run the world;

power means happiness; power means hard work and sacrifice

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A R E N A: D A Y  F O U R

Summary of notable events-  I woke inside my tent to an announcement of a feast. Excited and better healed, I rose and quickly packed my tent away and headed straight for the main entrance of the manor.

Once the feast commenced i went straight for my shit, however due to an unfortunate dumbass, a bomb exploded my ass into a pile of fuming mushrooms. So now I can only see the color red out of my one eye and I tackled a bitch, do i know who? No.

Current location- Roof of manor

Injuries-  Gash in arm ( bandaged), Stomach wound (reopened + re-bandaged), pecking wound of calf and bicep, shallow cuts on cheek and forehead, back of the head bruised, wound on thigh (bandaged), shallow puncture wounds in side, twisted ankle, minor burns and blisters on face.

Weapons- Naginata, axe, hatchet (x2), swiss army knife, hammer, collapsible sword, titanium tire iron, 5 rusty shuriken

Items- lots of fishing line, 6 hooks, lots of bait, 2 bandages, Lantern, lighter fluid, matches, half a bottle of apple juice, morphling, antiseptic, earplugs, rope, tent, excellent weave, some blister tea, bundle of aloe vera

What you have eaten- lettuce

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Hunger ✉ day 4

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Of course, the presence of the other tributes does not phase me, I raise my weapon and run in. Inside, there are tables with shit everywhere and the first thing I see I go for, a set of Shuriken and a bundle of Aloe, which i throw into my pack.

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The other tributes don’t phase you, yet after grabbing your shuriken and heading towards the plants and mushrooms, you spot Kiya nearby.  

Decide if and how you interact with her as you step forward for your desired items.

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I spot Kiya, freshly dragged off a wall, but I don't have time to fuck with her. Not now at least. I step over the bitch and continue on my path, snatching the bundle of Aloe from the table.

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Hunger ✉ day 4

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Of course, the presence of the other tributes does not phase me, I raise my weapon and run in. Inside, there are tables with shit everywhere and the first thing I see I go for, a set of Shuriken and a bundle of Aloe, which i throw into my pack.

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Hunger ✉ day 4

After this mornings announcement, I grew extremely excited. Plus when I woke up, my injuries felt even better. The told us that each tribute would have a special little bag with items in them and of course I’m going after mine, at least.

So i rose early and packed my tent away and made my way over to the manor, which was already so close to me. I waited new the from entrance for the gates to open.

So, as the clock struck 6, the feast began, and i rushed in the door, my naginata in hand.

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(I legit dont know which door you entered im assuming main entrance correct me if im wrong). You find yourself in the main foyer of the manor.

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(main entrance you are correct, sry) I look around the grand room, glancing quickly about to try and find where precisely the feast is being held.

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You can hear mecha pelicans screech from the roof. Figuring this to be the site of the feast.

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I hear a metallic scream, which I take as a good location of the feast. I quickly run up the stairs and then shoot up the ladder to the roof, spotting literally 35 tributes and some other bitches here.

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Hunger ✉ day 4

After this mornings announcement, I grew extremely excited. Plus when I woke up, my injuries felt even better. The told us that each tribute would have a special little bag with items in them and of course I’m going after mine, at least.

So i rose early and packed my tent away and made my way over to the manor, which was already so close to me. I waited new the from entrance for the gates to open.

So, as the clock struck 6, the feast began, and i rushed in the door, my naginata in hand.

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(I legit dont know which door you entered im assuming main entrance correct me if im wrong). You find yourself in the main foyer of the manor.

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(main entrance you are correct, sry) I look around the grand room, glancing quickly about to try and find where precisely the feast is being held.

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Hunger ✉ day 4

After this mornings announcement, I grew extremely excited. Plus when I woke up, my injuries felt even better. The told us that each tribute would have a special little bag with items in them and of course I'm going after mine, at least.

So i rose early and packed my tent away and made my way over to the manor, which was already so close to me. I waited new the from entrance for the gates to open.

So, as the clock struck 6, the feast began, and i rushed in the door, my naginata in hand.

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A R E N A: D A Y  T H R E E

Summary of notable events-  As soon as the sun rose today, I made a note to myself to follow the other tribute from Five. The one that doesn't think he's the king. So I did exactly that.

I found him in the library where two other bitches ran though and set it on fire, literally right in the middle of our meeting. But they left us and our fight quickly moved to the bathhouse, where he attacked my coochie and I killed him. I wonder how he knew i got kicked in the vagina....isn't that interesting? I also had to fight some ostriches that didn't obey me and after that I fucking left, crawling.

 I threw my lil dying body into a cloud of rain that turned out to contain jesus’ tears. He healed my poor vagina, and made the rest of my wounds less of an ugly whore.

Now Im on the grass, relaxing in my tent and eating a head of lettuce.

Current location- Western edge of the arena, on the grass, above the manor.

Injuries-  Gash in arm ( bandaged), Stomach wound (reopened + re-bandaged), pecking wound of calf and bicep, shallow cuts on cheek and forehead, back of the head bruised, wound on thigh (bandaged), shallow puncture wounds in side, twisted ankle, minor burns and blisters on face.

Weapons- Naginata, axe, hatchet (x2), swiss army knife, hammer, collapsible sword

Items- lots of fishing line, 6 hooks, lots of bait, 2 bandages, Lantern, lighter fluid, matches, half a bottle of apple juice, morphling, antiseptic, earplugs, rope, tent, excellent weave, some blister tea

What you have eaten- lettuce.

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Snatch’t ✉ Day 3

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Pretty soon, the arena just stops, the grassy ground ceases in a harsh linear line and to my left is where the southern line meets the western line. Interesting.

So I turn right and begin walking along the forcefield. My wounds feeling immensely better and my vagina returned to its original state with minor cuts. What a wonderful day. Its funny that the little bitch from Five put up more of a fight than the two largest tributes in the games. I find humor in this, as well as the fact that I had the last laugh over the young boy.

The arena has done some...shifting whilst I was preoccupied. The large crane on the mountain has vanished, and an explosion rumbles the arena. I detect a cannon muffled within the eruption but I am not too sure.

I pass the manor and through its shattered windows, smoke of an extinguished blaze billows to the sky. I smile, remembering the pair of tributes rush through the room, completely unfazed by our presences, and us completely unfazed by their flames.

Now that the manor is behind me, I stop for the night. I pull out the tent I earned on day one and set it up for the first tim in the grass, as close to the forcefield as I could get. Inside I fish out the fucking head of lettuce that Angelica sent me, along with a note that says ‘Eat it’ in all capitols. While she was still a young child, I currently rely on her. Im glad our deal was met with a mutual agreement.

I took a bite from the green sphere and feel my body vibrate faintly. My aching stomach ceases to exist and I feel a sense of complete neutrality towards eating the rest of the meal I pulled out. My abdomen tingles with satisfaction and I am utterly confused.

So I toss the head of lettuce back into my pack, clean and re-bandage  all my injuries, and go the fuck to sleep.

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Snatch’t ✉ Day 3

I have to get the fuck out of this mansion, out of all these closed spaces, I need to be outside. I crawl from the bath house, away from the headless tribute and the dead birds. My body thrones in a constant state of pain.

I crawl down the stairs, my body staining every inch of the floor I meet with blood. I stand, only to find myself in even more pain, my legs unable to come together in any way. I try to walk, but I don’t make it far before I rest my body back on the ground.

I look up at the sky, hoping to see a parachute from angelica come down to me. Hoping for any sign of help, but i find none. Instead, my attention focuses on a distant darkness. A thick cloud that pours down with rain, just behind the not-pyramid.

If I’m going to bleed to death like a fucking dumbass, id like to at least do it there, under the cover of the rain. I stand once more, walking in a strange manor, but forcing myself to move quick nonetheless.

I reach the mountain and fall against it. I drag my body along the side of the stone until I reach the other side. The water is just in reach, I fall to the ground again and roll my body under the pour of the water.

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Though it is slow you feel your wounds begin to start to heal.  There’s also fighting noises from the East.

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I feel the blood resume its normal paths in my body. My vagina being reconstructed as my other wounds begin to shallow. The blisters on my skin shrink, but do not vanish. The redness of my burned flesh feeds. My small scratches scar quickly, and my larger cuts become less drastic.

But just as I begin to feel better, my eye goes dark. I stand, rolling my eye I glance at tracker and the bitch whose leg I broke before walking off. Away from them.

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Snatch’t ✉ Day 3

I have to get the fuck out of this mansion, out of all these closed spaces, I need to be outside. I crawl from the bath house, away from the headless tribute and the dead birds. My body thrones in a constant state of pain.

I crawl down the stairs, my body staining every inch of the floor I meet with blood. I stand, only to find myself in even more pain, my legs unable to come together in any way. I try to walk, but I don't make it far before I rest my body back on the ground.

I look up at the sky, hoping to see a parachute from angelica come down to me. Hoping for any sign of help, but i find none. Instead, my attention focuses on a distant darkness. A thick cloud that pours down with rain, just behind the not-pyramid.

If I'm going to bleed to death like a fucking dumbass, id like to at least do it there, under the cover of the rain. I stand once more, walking in a strange manor, but forcing myself to move quick nonetheless.

I reach the mountain and fall against it. I drag my body along the side of the stone until I reach the other side. The water is just in reach, I fall to the ground again and roll my body under the pour of the water.

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Birds ✉ Day 3

Literally as soon as I turn around after Kindle’s cannon sounds, a pair of giant, long necked birds stand in the doorway to the bathhouse. Their feet pat against the hard surface, disrupting the water that sits there. Their small head bob from side to side, staring at my with their blank, soulless eyes. Interesting.

But of course, I knew why they were here. Just as the foxes, and the jesus bugs, and the peacock. They were here to try to fuck with me. So I brushed the shattered reminisce of kindle’s teeth from my naginata and charged one of the beasts.

The creature leaned tot he side, crashing into its partner to avoid my attack. The other reaches its neck around and latches onto my hair. It jerks its head to the side and yanks at my head. I send my elbow deep into its layers and layers of feathers where I eventually meet its flesh.

It releases me and I swing quickly at its leg, severing the limp completely. It begins to scream, falling to its side on the floor and kicking with its other powerful leg. It kicks out the other ostrich and I stand for a moment, observing this mess of tragedy.

But as I gloat, its beck clamps down on my shin. I scream in pain, however not as loudly as the bleeding ostrich, and grab my swiss army knife. I drag the blade haphazardly across its neck. Blood sprays into the air as its squealing ceases.

But in this time, its friend returns to its feet. It rushes me, crashing into my body ad sending me sliding across the floor, a streak of red following my body. I feel nothing but anger, directed at the dead fucker floating in the water but displaced onto this ostrich right now. I hack at the monster with my axe, no longer wanting to deal with this fucking fight.

She collides her blade with the flesh of the bird until it falls limp. She spits, unsatisfied with its short will to live, it gave out too quickly. So as solace, she stepped back into the bath and cut Kindle’s head off. For no reason really.

“closed casket funerals are always the saddest.” She sighed to herself.

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A R E N A: D A Y  T W O

Summary of notable events-  After my unfortunate encounter yesterday, I decided to just sleep on scene. But that was obviously a mistake when I was immediately attacked by half a dozen jesus bugs once i woke. And once I dealt with that, I got my ass the fuck off those docks. Rickety and fragile, like the girl from Four. And once I escaped the wooden menace, I entered a lovely cave. In which I fought a pack a glowing foxes. 

When I got out of the cave, I ended up on the other side of the arena, Where a pursued a not-pyramid, but before I got there, I found a lil corpse that looked a lot like the bitch from Eleven. Then i went into another fucking cave that held nothing but bullshit, aside from the sword. 

I found peters cousin or something, i don't give a fuck. But before I could crack the bitch open, a cloud of bats deafened me and bounced. Who does that, honestly? But when I stomped the corpse with frustration, out popped a collapsible sword. Then I left that shit, literally ran into the dead bitches relative, got fucked up by a peacock, and fell down the mountain.

So fuck that mountain, imma go to the mansion. I belong there anyway. 

Current location- Mansion Library.

Your injuries-  Gash in arm ( bandaged), Stomach wound (bandaged), Scratches and scrapes all up and down leg, Bite on ankle, clawed chest, pecking wound of calf and bicep. 

Weapons- Naginata, axe, hatchet, swiss army knife, hammer, collapsible sword

Items- lots of fishing line, 6 hooks, lots of bait, 5 bandages, Lantern, lighter fluid, matches, half a bottle of apple juice, morphling, antiseptic, earplugs, rope, tent, excellent weave

What you have eaten- Other half a sandwich, rest apple juice, half a portion of full meal

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Passion of the christs ✉ Day 2

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There are bedrooms to your right, a bathhouse to your left, and a library further down the hall.  There is another staircase across from that leading downstairs.

These bedrooms look dusty. And I don’t do public bathing, sorry bout it. I suppose I can read some bitches to filth, though. I walk to the library and peek through the open door. 

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Passion of the christs ✉ Day 2

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I climb the ladder to the roof, interested in nothing here. I look for an entrance. 

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There is a set of stairs that leads down to the second floor of the manor. 

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I descend. There better be bitches to kill down here, or a throne, or a royal bed, or hundred dollar bills or some shit, otherwise I’m going to light this shit aflame. 

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Passion of the christs ✉ Day 2

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Towards the south of the manor, you can find two ladders leading up to the roof.  There is a moat that crosses around the entirety of it as well. 

I climb the ladder to the roof, interested in nothing here. I look for an entrance.