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LABYRINTH
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:
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Day One
Day Two
Day Three
Day Four
Day Five
Day Six
Day Seven
Day Eight
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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Suzaku had killed, he had killed millions of people under orders. But never for absolutely no reason and the fact they would just come back wasn't reassuring, it was insulting. That there lives, multiple lives, were worth nothing, could just be thrown away.
"Even if it's useless we can't take this without a fight, because then," he was shouting too, "what is the point of anything?"
If they just let themselves become things to be experimented on, to be killed and resurrected because they had given up...
It wasn't so much optimism as desperation.
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Jin pushed himself off the wall, standing up as straight as he could with all of his aches and pains and the pounding in his head god his head hurt. "Sure, don't go down without a fight--"
And that was as far as he could get, cutting himself off with a grunt of pain. If he didn't let it out now, Moros would just force his way out and do his best to kill both of them. He brought the Evoker to his temple and pulled the trigger, releasing Moros in a shattering of blue light. Moros' body parts spun and released a blaze of fire on Suzaku, as Jin brought his hand up, half-holding the evoker and half pushing against his temple.
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Jin didn't know how lucky he was that he could say things with such certainty. That he would be allowed to die, he would be allowed to be forgotten, to pass into obscurity and no one remember his name.
If the worlds weren't gone, if they managed to get back, then death wasn't something that would be granted to him. He had accepted that his punishment was to live on, unknown to everyone. Serving anonymously while the world would remember him for his crimes.
Still, despite accepting that, death and anonymity were a luxury, something out of Suzaku's grasp. He let out a bitter laugh and dived out the way of the fire. He was exhausted but he gripped his sickle, slashing out at the creature.
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Moros moved through the air, away from the sickle. Its body was no longer spinning, and it reached forward with its hand, making a grab for Suzaku to try and crush him under its palm.
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So Suzaku fought, because he had to. Because he couldn't die even if he wanted to and at this point the only other option was to fight back, to try and kill...
He brought his sickle up trying to block the hand that was descending on him, kicking out to try and kick the machine thing away from him.
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Moros withdrew its hand and spun some more, this time unleashing a flurry of wind towards Suzaku.
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"--Fuck!" He outcried mostly in hopes that it would make the pain subside. Once Moros has righted itself, it wound up again and brought down a bolt of electricity.
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His eyes flashed red as he rolled out the way of the electricity and he stood still, not attacking this time. "I'm sorry..." he gasped as he hooked the sickle back onto his belt. He would not harm Jin, he had promised that he wouldn't, that he would get through this without hurting other prisoners.
He turned to face Moros once more.
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"What...the hell are you doing?!" He continued shouting against his better judgment, Moros stopping for only a moment due to Jin's own confusion, before unleashing another fire spell.
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But he could live with pain, "You didn't tell me..." He said through gritted teeth, "That you felt... this things... pain."
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"This thing is my Persona-- a manifestation of my psyche that I can use to defend myself and attack and in case you didn't fucking notice one that I can't fucking control!!" There was an odd quality to his voice at the tail end of his outburst; it was almost as if Moros was talking at the same time, even though it had no mouth.
"He and I are a forecast of doom and all I want you to do now is rot and die."
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He pushed himself up from the wall and laughed, bitterly and emptily, "If only you could kill me, just by wanting to..."
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Moros continued its physical assault as Jin winced at the mental strain; but how pissed he was at Suzaku plus the new adrenaline seemed to be able to help him at least keep Moros from using spells, though his speech was a bit slurred and starting to sound...unsound, even without the extra Persona reverb.
"You whine and bitch about all your fucking problems, and you don't realize there are people out there worse stuff going on than the inability to die. Get over yourself."
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It was probably utterly stupid trying to grasp onto any reserves of humanity in this place but he had started this and what he had said he would stick to, he would not fight Jin. Jin who was sounding stranger, he couldn't control this thing...
"I know." Was all he said as he let Moros hit him again, the pain was bad but he deserved it and so it didn't matter.
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"Just--augh--!"
Jin was angry enough to just let Moros keep going, he was beyond caring-- he just wanted this guy to go away so that Moros would stop and he could move on from this whole stupid situation--
"JUST GET OUT!"
Moros spun again, raising its hand not to strike at Suzaku, but to release a volley of what seemed to be arrows made out of thing air.
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