I MUST KNOW ABOUT 1X AND SHED (i like that 1x tries to take sheds prey )
Ah yes, it is time to sword fight on the heights. Except the heights are their stomachs and there are no swords to be found. You are simply screwed.
CWS // Cruel preds, poison, slight bodily harm, talk of digestion, they can be quite mean I'm warning you now
0neX is an especially deadly pred with what they're capable of, being one the most tactically inclined long distance attackers in the game isn't just an asset, it's their entire hunting style. You could be on the opposite side of the map away from them or on a platform hundreds of studs above them, you're just as unsafe no matter where you are.
Their swords and how they use them are your main worry here, given that they can slow, poison and maim you from and distance away. If you aren't on red alert and listening at any given point in time you could very easily wind up inhibited to the point of no escape. It's happened to countless prey before you, a tried and true method of landing them a meal that takes down even the most attentive of people.
You had been so careful, sneaking around each and every corner as silent as your racing heartbeat would permit. Everything had been going so well, hell, you even managed to evade the Mafia boss that had been trailing you for the better part of 20 minutes, yet all good luck had to run dry at some point.
All it took was one good hit to your upper body, the digital slash clipping through your right shoulder and into your chest, to send you toppling to the ground. The poison coursed through your veins within seconds of impact, your legs barely wanting to move as it put your whole body into shock.
You needed to move though. You could hear the footsteps of your assailant drawing nearer already, long strides thumping against the ground, closer, and closer, and closer...
Keep in mind as well that before all of this they were a highly skilled fighter that could take on admins alone, any ounce of fight you could put up is entirely useless. It doesn't matter how strong you are or what weapons you have at your disposal, what is a knife or gun to a demigod that knows what they're capable of?
On that note, 0neX is tall and built as hell. You could be the tallest person you know and they will absolutely dwarf you in comparison. Swallowing anyone is a piece of cake for them, most don't even make that big of a bulge in their stomach because they're just that big.
As mentioned previously, their hatred for Sh3dletsky has manifested in a different way here, it would seem that stealing prey and letting the bastard starve is their new favourite way to fuck him over.
The feathered admin was closing in, you weren't sure whether you wanted to scream and cry or fight for you life as he grabbed you and hoisted you above him, his hot breath fanning over your face until-
The cold bite of the air returned once more as you were ripped from his grasp, shock and relief flooding your senses as you turned your head to get a glimpse of your saviour. It quickly became evident that there was no hope to be gleaned from this situation though, the claws of your newfound captor digging into the back of your shirt and piercing the skin of your neck as they caught your glance.
"don't start with me. you're well-fed enough as is."
They barely even acknowledged you as their hold on you shifted, bringing you face to face with their waiting maw, strings of drool hanging from their viciously sharp teeth, only breaking as you were shovelled straight through them and forced down their throat without warning. Who would've thought that the last thing you'd see of the outside world would be Sh3dletsky's pouting as he watched his rival swallow you down into your grave?
Another point I'd like to elaborate on is how 0neX's stomach is translucent, meaning that not only can you see out of it somewhat, but you're also quite visible for anyone on the outside to see. No matter what stage of digestion you're at, there's no hiding inside of their glowing green guts.
The only saving grace is that their metabolism is fast as fuck and you won't be sitting in there for long, turns out poison and stomach acids make one hell of a concoction. A concoction specifically designed to break you down in records speeds that is.
Now onto Sh3dletsky, this glutton of a man is insatiable, it would be a cold day in hell before he finds himself actually full. It's rare that any stay you may have in his stomach will be without company, he can't binge on food the way he used to so people have taken that place.
He is by far one of the most outgoing and upbeat preds out of the lot, it's honestly kind of fucked up how little he thinks about the morals of eating a person. Many of the other preds have actually conversed over it, wondering if this is something he had done long before it became a necessity.
As much as he makes it seem like there's barely a single braincell firing in his head with how he acts sometimes, when actually faced with him in the hunting grounds it becomes very apparent that his aloof nature is a front. Most forget that he's an insanely skilled sword fighter and admin who has slain thousands and brought the strongest of hackers to their knees. T3lamon isn't a myth, it's a piece of him, tucked away neatly into the back of his mind and ready to be unleashed whenever he requires.
You froze as an upbeat voice called out to you from afar, nearly falling back from your hiding spot as the very large admin approached you with a cheeky grin. Despite his light tone, you could see the sharp glint of his blade, the handle resting comfortably in his hand as he meandered over to you with a giddiness in each step.
"Sorry to tell you this, but I found you. Been following you for awhile actually! Figured I'd give you some time to do your thing and see if you would catch on eventually but, y'know, nope! You just snuck around and never turned to see me tagging along behind, kinda disappointing, huh?"
You could barely process what he was telling you, you thought you had been so quiet and undetectable. It was a wonder why he hadn't engaged you sooner, maybe he was just lazy or something? A slight turn to your left and right revealed the truth though, you had been cornered without even noticing, your back to the wall as his slow, lax strides left him closing in on you.
"Yeaaaahh... sorry about that. You probably know what's gonna happen next, right? I kinda hope you do, I won't lie– I'm REALLY hungry right now and don't really wanna go through any explanations. You're good with me just skipping all that, right??"
As he backed you all the way into the wall, towering over you with his sword boxing you in on one side and his leg resting against the other, you could now properly see how hard he was drooling. It dribbled down his chin, a couple drops landing on your shoulders and face as he eyed you up, this had to be what pure hunger looked like.
How rough he is entirely depends on how much of a fight it is for him to catch you, it's a complete range that is directly proportional to your struggling. If you let him eat you willingly, he's probably the absolute softest pred there is, this man is so grateful for food he'll be praising you and making things as comfortable as he can manage in his thanks. Expect him to chat you up too, once you get him talking it's nearly impossible to stop him. He enjoys company, even if that company just so happens to be his dinner at the same time.
On the opposite side of the spectrum, put up a hell of a fight and you're dealing with an entirely different monster. He won't hesitate to put you in your place, knocking you to the ground and holding you there with his full weight just to talk down to you and explain in full detail that you're going to be his next meal because you just couldn't win against him. He's stronger, so you're food now.
You coughed and gasped as you were slammed down into the ground, your lungs greedily attempting to bring in as much air as possible to counteract how hard he winded you. Any attempts to recuperate were swiftly snuffed out though as a heavy thump was heard, his knees falling to each side of your lower torso as the man straight up sat on top of you. His hand came to the back of your head, gripping it tight as he reared your head back by force and laughed to himself quietly at your exhausted expression.
"Hah– that was seriously it? You thought that you could fight me off and win, and that's all you could do?? I barely even broke a sweat, you look like you just got hit by a train."
There was this sickeningly humorous air in his words, like he was on the verge of laughing his ass off with each word he spat at you. As much as it was demeaning, the imminent danger that loomed above you was a much more pressing matter in your mind at this point in time.
"Well, you lost. Congrats. You know what's gonna happen now, right? I'm going to take my sweet time eating you, and you're going to churn in my guts until the only proof of you ever being in there is a few extra pounds on the scale. There's no getting out of this. Get pwned, loser."
You could fight him if you really wanted to, but unless you feel like getting your ass handed to you I really can't recommend it. He won't let anything come between him and a meal... well except maybe 0neX, that asshole isn't worth the fight sometimes.
