LABYRINTH

[animusmods]

Characters: Participants in the Labyrinth event
Setting: The Labyrinth
Format: Any; party style
Summary: Characters are told to fight to the death over eight days.
Warnings: violence/gore/horror; this is a free-for-all fight to the death after all

Labyrinth starting positions, events, ring colors, and other information.

SUBTHREADS:
Please specify your location in your header, and if the thread is open or closed.
Day One
Day Two
Day Three
Day Four
Day Five
Day Six
Day Seven
Day Eight

Comments

[bloodwriter]

[She looks on at the small exchange and makes a mental note to keep an eye on them both. This place was already bad enough, no need for them to succumb to depression and worriment.

So Disciple hugs Gamzee and playfully ruffles his hair.]

Great idea! It would be like a fun little party. Nothing but smiles and happiness. How about it? C'mon, say yes!

[hystericull]

[The hug was more than welcome, and Gamzee accepted it gratefully, wrapping his long arms around the Disciple's torso and giving her a squeeze for all it was worth. He was lucky that they found him. He felt cared for and protected and being with friendly company was the only way he could imagine making it out of here.

The invitation sent a beam across every inch of his face, and when he finally let go of the greenblood, it was with a slight reluctance.]

Really!? For fuckin' real!? It's all okay and shit if I come!?

[mamadonna]

[ She almost pats his hair, but she remembers what happened last time she tried that, and she wouldn't be able to spare any of her water to wash her hand. So instead she squeezes his shoulder and makes a mental note to give him a bath once they make it out of this. ]

Of course it is! It would be perfectly unacceptable to leave you alone here, even were the potential threat of our surroundings minimal.

We do care about you, Gamzee.

[bloodwriter]

[She relished the hug and smiled happily at him. She didn't mind if her hand was slightly...weird after the ruffling. All that mattered was that they saved someone. Plus she did deal with worst stuff before!

Di looked around some and saw some walls that she didn't mark yet with her paints. Getting started on their mark here, she looks back at her party.]

So do you know of any good leads we could follow? I am sort of at a loss to where to go next.

[hystericull]

[The Dolorosa's comment did nothing to dispel the grin from his face. If his face wasn't hidden behind a thick layer of greasepaint, it would probably be pretty purple. He said nothing in response, instead dropping his head slightly to stare at the sneakers which were as plum as his cheeks.]

Uhh, just been followin' the old motherfuckin' feet. Where they all up and be wanting to take a motherfucker been all right in me.

[mamadonna]

[ The Dolorosa looks ahead along the path, but it's the same winding maze they've been wandering for days. She shakes her head to herself and turns back to them, the only things making this journey bearable for her. ]

I'm afraid we'll have to keep continuing as we have been, and maintain our hope that we can emerge from this unharmed.

[bloodwriter]

[Disciple nods at her words, while also re-checking her items.]

Right! Since we are traveling in 3's now, I suggest a formation. I will be behind you both while Rosa look ahead and lead us to an area. If you run into any danger, let me know so I will take care of it.

[She didn't call herself much of a leader, but she trusts Dolorosa to lead them to safe spots.]