LABYRINTH

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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

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Kuja dodges so easily that Richtofen almost feels embarrassed. Oh well; now he knows how swiftly this person can move.

He narrowly sidesteps away before Kuja's nunchaku can connect, and slices with his machete in an upward motion.

As he does so, he barks out:] Learn some manners, child!

[fallen_stage]

[Seems he wasn't the only one quick on his feet, but Kuja should be that much faster. Sidestepping isn't too difficult, train fluttering behind him.]

You first.

[Using the momentum of his dodge, Kuja aims a blow to Richtofen's nose. Best case scenario, he'll shove the nasal bone into the man's brain; if not, then it'll at least distract him for a followup.]

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen leans to the side, but it's a bit too late. The nunchaku misses his nose but hits him across the cheekbone instead, sending him off-balance for a moment. The vision in his right eye goes red for an instant, and he screws it shut. He glares at Kuja with the eye that's still open and flails his machete out in front of him. It's far from a graceful motion, but the force behind it is considerable.]

You'll regret that, swine!

[Already, a bruise is blossoming just under his eye. Despite how viscous he looks, a smile's still tugging at the corners of his mouth. Pain always gets his adrenaline pumping.]

[fallen_stage]

I think you meant "sir".

[Nothing like a taunt to rile up an opponent. Although the force of the blow might make that a poor decision: Kuja blocks it again but is sent staggering back. Then again...

Kuja brings up a kick to the groin: nonlethal but certainly debilitating.]

[doctor_dismemberment]

[When the blow connects, Richtofen lets out a wheezing yelp. He manages to speak, his voice high-pitched and breathless.]

So forward..! [This is no time for jokes, Richtofen. Jeez.

He doubles over, quickly bringing up a hand to grab Kuja's leg. Just as quickly, he lurches forward, mouth open, with the intent to sink his teeth into whatever flesh he can get his mouth on. Two can play at this "low-blow" game.]