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

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[hystericull]

[Gamzee was not being as careful as his pseudo-caretaker. The ice cream she had been sharing with him looked like it had made it over every inch of him except his mouth. The whole mess was made in haste, and the frozen treat promptly discarded when he'd realized there were no traces of sopor, diluted or otherwise, in the deceptively green substance. This actually, and quite irrationally, pissed him the fuck off. His large hands flew to his face, scraping off the ice cream pretty carelessly, scratching his nails against his chin and lips and taking off some of the lower portion of his paint. The now-revealed gray lips peeled back in irritation, and he spat the rest of the dessert out on to the floor of the labyrinth.

If it hadn't been obvious, Gamzee had been losing his patience at an alarming rate. The rest of their party had probably noticed his rapidly decreasing tolerance of labyrinthine bullshit over the past couple of days, and when they came upon the massive, winged roadblock, a low growl of disapproval hissed through his fangs.]

[nomnommom]

[Dull, yellow eyes brightened up a bit at the sound of a group approaching, and Ridley's head lazily raised up, then turned to peer at them. Gamzee's growl grated on his already well-worn nerves. They looked like the Condesce's people, but none that he had seen at the meeting...and the queen hadn't quite spoken favorably about any of her people - or at all, for that matter.

He grumbles, and makes no movement in terms of getting up.]

Just what do you lot want?

[mamadonna]

[ Hearing that noise from Gamzee, she drops one hand to his shoulder and gives it a reassuring squeeze, then gently eases him to hide behind her towering form. She's recognized the steady descension of his mood, and worried that a fight would be the very last thing he would need in this state. Or perhaps it's the last thing she could bear to witness from him, recalling the Highblood's words about his ultimate destiny.

Her spear remains at her shoulder. Displaying immediate aggression wouldn't be right while diplomacy is an unexplored option. ]

We will be satisfied with safe passage, if it should please you.

[swordofzero]

[The fact that they had managed to stay together this long gave Suzaku hope, that perhaps they could beat this. However he knew that eventually their captors would get impatient with them, perhaps they would send more monsters, or another flood. Something to force them to die.

Suzaku gripped his sickle when they came across the dragon, ready in case it attacked them but knowing they should try to talk to him first.]

[hystericull]

[Dolorosa's protective gesture did nothing to quell the nearly animalistic snarls rumbling in his throat. He did, however, take his encouraged place behind her, allowing her to maneuver him about as she would. For now.

Asking politely was not going to get the fucking beast out of the motherfucking way. People were dying, and it was kill-or-be-killed. What chance in grubfucking hell did they have of this motherfucker acquiescing without hesitation? Gamzee wanted to pound and drag the compliance out of him - quite a grandiose fantasy considering Ridley was infinitely larger than he was.]

[nomnommom]

And if it doesn't? [Ridley smirks as he asks this, his tail lazily flopping about.] This is a contest to see the last man standing! I should cut you all down where you stand for attempting civility in such a situation! I thought your race to be conquerors!

[mamadonna]

[ Her spear swings around off her shoulder until the tip lands on the ground. It's relative readiness communicates more as a threat, but it would still take her time to strike from that position. She is not amused with the suggestion, and these last few days have worn down her patience. ]

Conquerors only by the insistence of a select few! We needn't bring this to a violent resolution, no matter what conditions we have been afflicted with.

It would be easier for all involved if you would merely stand down, traveler, I haven't the tolerance remaining to any longer stomach this contest you express such exuberance for!

[swordofzero]

[Suzaku brought his sickle up a little, still staying in a defensive position, he wouldn't attack not if there was a chance of resolving this peacefully. He did glance at Gamzee though, hoping the kid does nothing they'll all regret.]

oh the magic word has been uttered maybe gamzee should move asdjkgl

[hystericull]

[This giant-ass son of a bitch thought he could fucking threaten them, and then spin the harshest of motherfucking noise against his fucking race? This giant-ass son of a bitch was dead motherfucking wrong, is what he all was.

The Dolorosa's pleading was getting nowhere. Gamzee sidestepped past her, a little roughly, yanking the dual clubs out of his backpack. Their weight was long-awaited in his hands, and he skidded his sneakers feverishly across the ground in a furious advance towards the dragon.]

SHUT YOUR BLASPHEMOUS MOTHERFUCKING TRAP BEFORE I ALL GET TO BLUDGEONING THAT MOTHERFUCKING TONGUE OUT OF YOUR MOTHERFUCKING FACE, MOTHERFUCKER!

Re: oh the magic word has been uttered maybe gamzee should move asdjkgl

[nomnommom]

[Ridley cackles, then leers right at Dolorosa and Gamzee.]

HA! Hahahaha! Well, maybe you don't, woman, but the child seems far more inclined to play this game properly! [As he speaks, he rises up on all fours, though still keeping his back toward Dolorosa and Suzaku.]

However, I am feeling charitable - if your stomach is the problem, perhaps I should RELIEVE YOU OF IT! [Ridley's tail lashes out, the sharp tip aimed right for Dolorosa's abdomen. As that happens, he narrows his eyes and turns his head toward Gamzee.] I call things as I see them, child.

[mamadonna]

[ Gamzee's outburst alarms her deeply. The signs have been growing over the past few days, and seeing him finally crack was just a sign that she hasn't been as good an influence as she had hoped. As he rushes forward, she reaches after him with her free hand, but--

Oh.

Her spear drops with a clang and the front of her gown fills with jade like someone had just turned on a faucet. Her expression slowly melts from shock to desperation as it settles in, but even as she falls her eyes never waver from Gamzee.

She dies knowing there's no stopping it now, fearing the dragon will put him through the very same fate. She's failed again. ]

[swordofzero]

Gamzee... [Even watching him Suzaku wasn't able to prevent his outburst, he was shocked but not as much as he might have been. He knew very much what such stress did to people.

Anyways any shock he did feel was wiped out completely when he saw Dolorosa fall. He rushed to her side trying to catch her, but he knows he's too late. As quick as that she was dead, anger filled him and he stood up again, approaching Ridley, sickle ready.]