With the loss of candy comes the loss of life..

[tohko_amano]

Characters: Tohko Amano and you!
Setting: Any floor. 10/16.
Format: Prose.
Summary: After being a fool and tossing a bit too much candy off to the needy, Tohko has woken up with a few nasty changes.
Warnings: Tohko ain't sweet and kind anymore folks. Injuries and death may be involved here.

Tohko woke up on her bed, mad at herself. How could she let herself be killed? She should have planned better to avoid being killed by that embarrassing costume. She tried to get up, but found that she couldn't. Remembering that there was a penalty for dying, she decided to look over herself to make sure that the people in charge hadn't further messed with her.

They had. Her fingers were now blades, which horrified Tohko. How could they do this? What sort of sick horror story was this? This penalty was a bit too much for failing to get candy, and the thought of having trouble holding things without breaking them-especially her beloved books-did not help her already shocked state. When she was able to move again, Tohko noticed that there was another modification. Her costume was too small and unbearably tight. It was painful to walk around in, and her legs and arms got small cuts and started bleeding.

This hurt, but what puzzled Tohko was the fact that instead of worrying about the blood and her pain, she was more worried about the dorm room she was in. She normally didn't care much about this, but now that she looked at it, it was horribly filthy. She cleaned it up as best she could, even though the bleeding got worse when she did.

After cleaning up the room, Tohko knew that if the room had managed to get that messy, than the rest of the tower must be in a dismal shape as well. So, she wandered out of the room and started wandering about, cleaning any messes that she found.

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[tohko_amano]

Tohko sighed and let the girl pull out her daggers and head for the door, but only until the girl had her back turned towards her. When that happened, Tohko quickly ran after the girl, and used her right hand to stab her in the back. The left hand grabbed the girls hand and squeezed it as hard as she could.

"I told you that if you ran away, I would kill you. Why didn't you listen?" Tohko sighed again, annoyed.

[culbutiri]

Pain... Nesir gritted her teeth, grasping at the emptiness. It might still be difficult for her to reach it whilst angry, but pain. Pain she could deal with. She had learned this trick to escape pain.

More worrying than the stabbing was the fact it was her left hand that had been grabbed. She tried to twist, knowing it was tearing her back; feeling a numbed version of the pain but not letting it reach her mind, she would pay for that later. If this was the other side she would be able to slash at the girl but missing two fingers on her right hand... She fumbled with the knife cursing herself for still not being strong enough. She slashed out anyways and kicked backwards.

"I do no be dying by your hand!" She twisted again, this time in an attempt to free her left hand.

[tohko_amano]

Tohko gritted her teeth as the girl managed to lightly cut into her arm, and while the girl was a strong kicker, Tohko held on. She'd deal with the wound later. Right now, she had to deal with this girl. She knew from the many horror and mystery stories she read that if people were stabbed in the neck deep enough, they would die from the blood loss. So, she quickly removed her hand from the girls back and plunged it deep into the girls neck.

"So you say. We'll see about that." Tohko replied. No matter how hard the girl twisted, Tohko wasn't letting go of that hand, and in fact, the twisting just shredded her hand even more. "You do know that if your hand gets chopped off, you'll die of blood loss in about ten minutes?"

[culbutiri]

Nesir screamed, her vision swam and the emptiness fled. She cursed as she struggled sobbing at the pain in her hand. Part of her screamed at herself to stop, if she lost her left hand she would be completely useless...

But she didn't want to die, she was Nesir Aeser, she was Culbu Tiri shadow sworn and she was not dying in any thrice cursed tower out of her world.

Not dying however was easier said than done she kicked again and stabbed again with her right hand even as she stumbled due to blood loss.

"You can be doing so much in ten minutes." She snarled. Including killing this girl, and finding someone with magic and begging them to heal her. She had no pride when it came to survival.

[tohko_amano]

Tohko ignored the screams, crying, and the added injuries the girl gave her. She could take care of herself later. However, this would be quite a mess, and just thinking about it made Tohko even madder. The girl's hand was pretty loose, so without another word, Tohko cut it off with one huge squeeze. The hand in the girls neck then moved to her free hand, while the free hand continued it's assault on her neck.

"Like dying." Tohko replied. She wasn't going to lose. After all, who would trust a maid that gave up so easily?

[culbutiri]

Nesir's scream was piercing, she dropped to her knees no longer able to stand, she tasted bile in her throat and her vision swam. Her mind was screaming; she had lost her hand. She had lost her hand and she was about to lose her other one.

She struggled again, trying to stand, trying to kick; slipping in blood. "You do... be shutting up." She lurched forward again, trying to pull away.

[tohko_amano]

Tohko ignored the girls screams and smiled. "Don't worry. Pretty soon, you won't be able to hear my voice. Or anything at all, for that matter." Tohko then shoved one hand through the girls neck, and Tohko, satisfied that this would kill the girl, removed her hand and went back to the workshop. She knew the admins would probably clean up the blood from the girls corpse, and while Tohko was injured, she could take care of it later. The messy workroom came first.

[ooc: Now anyone is free to steal your candy.]

[culbutiri]

All she got was a gurgling as Nesir fought for breath and voice. She crawled, out, leaving a trail of blood as she half clambered half fell down the stairs into the media room. She wasn't trying to escape, not really. Though she would never give up trying to somehow live until she actually breathed her last.

No she was just trying to get away from that awful woman; she had killed her but Nesir would not give her the pleasure of watching her die.

[tohko_amano]

Tohko really didn't care about watching the woman die. She could hear the girl moving on and gurgling, but she didn't really care. All she cared about was cleaning up the workshop, and when that was finished, she headed to the medical room. A maid couldn't do her work injured.