battle royale event!

[avibusraris]

The inmates are taken down to the arena by the guards, they're told absolutely nothing about what this will be like at all. The only indication they get is what the Warden mentioned before. They're all shoved into a room, told to wait until the audience is good and ready for them, and expected to hang out until that time. In that room they will be able to hear voices out in the arena calling out to the crowd, the audience in an uproar and already chanting for blood.

But wait.... Second isn't around, just who is hosting it this time?

After about twenty minutes of waiting they're separated into three groups. Group one is brought to the arena first, followed by the second and third groups. Of course once they arrive the group will be split yet again and each person will have to go down a tunnel by themselves. As the person walks through the tunnel they'll hear the roar of the crowd and someone talking.

"Welcome welcome one and all~!"

It's the Warden. It seems like she personally wants to host this one. She still doesn't want her face to be seen so she's taken other measures for that. If an inmate looks around to spot the Warden, they'll see that she's using a mechanical bird which is able to fly around and project her voice.

"Yes it's that time again, aren't you all excited? This time around I have a very special event for everyone here. A Battle Royale! The prisoners here are expected to partake in an epic fight. Oh but don't worry, any deaths that you see here are simply all for show everyone! That's right, it's a battle to the death and one person from each group will go home with 2 million Cast Points!"

The group cheers at that, and by this time the inmate would have exited that tunnel. The inmate will leave and see a vast forest in front of them. Simple enough, they've made enough room for a proper battle field. There are cameras all around so the audience can see them better, so there will be lots of those mechanical birds around! While the forest looks huge, it really isn't. This is a prison, they don't have room to make it gigantic! Everyone will surely find each other eventually.

The inmate will also see a weapon to their left, on a pedestal. Their weapons are all random and can range from a simple bat to an actual gun. Oh wait there's one more thing-

"Good luck out there, everyone! And I warn you, there are traps all around this place as well. If someone doesn't kill you then you will definitely be sucked in by one of the traps! Also- before I forget... there's a special reason we're having this event here today. Yes that's right, none other than Mister Schnee himself is here and is sponsoring this! Let's all give a warm welcome to him and salute this man and the Schnee company for allowing this event to happen!"

It's time to begin the Battle Royale.

OOC: As promised the Battle Royale is about to begin. As stated, the rules are pretty simple. There are three groups and if you haven't already plotted out how you want your characters to meet up with other certain ones then don't worry, it's pretty much a free for all anyways. Comment to your respected group down below and be prepared to battle it out! People are allowed and encouraged to threadjack and jump in between threads. Why? Because anything can happen in this arena.

Basically, if you haven't determined beforehand who will win in the thread or how they'll die, then it's encouraged that you use the random number generator in order to come up with an outcome. Let's say if: Character A is 1 and Character B is 2. Roll a 2? Character B will win. How will they win? 1 is by murder and 2 is by the traps, etc etc.

Either way, within each groups they'll run into one another, the characters will die, and it will keep going until only one is left. If we haven't been able to thread that out all the way then I will look at the remaining characters, rng them, and then determine a winner from that. I wouldn't want to get to that point though, so please go on ahead and kill one another and thread it out!!

Oh and the weapon they get at random is the player's choice as well.

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GROUP ONE

[avibusraris]

[Adam, Skye, Loki, Weiss, Jefferson, Georik, Alan, Jakotsu, Eren]

[whiteas]

[ Weiss had frozen up at the announcement. Her father was in the audience. Her father was sponsoring this event. This had to be some kind of cruel joke. The beating of her heart was loud in her ears. This whole event wasn't something she'd wanted to participate in, but if her father of all people was here?

This was her only chance to get out wasn't it? If she impressed him, chances were that he could work a way to get her out of here. That was the kind of power her family had. Weiss closed her eyes for a moment that seemed longer than the second and a half it was, taking a deep breath as she reached out for her weapon: a rapier. It was almost as though it was provided for her, given that it was her weapon of choice.

Weiss didn't know if she could kill anyone, but she was going to try. She couldn't disappoint him. Most people seemed to have run off at the start of the battle, but Weiss immediately charged forward toward the nearest person who wasn't armed with a gun. She was actually skilled with her weapon, it would give her an advantage. The people with firearms would have to wait. ]

[dacnomania]

[Usually, Eren was better at running into danger than he was at hiding. He had picked up a crossbow, not really thinking over the fact that he barely knew how to use one when he grabbed it. If nothing else, he could use the arrows as a stabbing tool. So far, he had managed to avoid everyone. Somehow. He was beginning to grow cross. Shouting hadn't worked, and he felt like he had gone in circles. It was almost as if people were avoiding fighting with him, and it just irritated him further.

It wasn't that he was eager to kill anyone. But you had to fight in order to live, and the sooner he got it over with, the better. He told himself that anyone he killed would deserve it, that the others were all monsters, no one who had been framed or committed something less serious like theft would be involved in the battle, but he wasn't so sure. It was what he hoped.

He had been walking past a tree he could have swore he already walked by when he noticed the shock of white hair. Another prisoner?]

HEY!!!

[He shouted, more than loud enough for her to hear.]

What are you doing?!

[whiteas]

[ She'd already realized that she could manage to fend people off, sure. She was skilled enough in combat that she knew how to do that. There was some blood on her jumpsuit, but she hadn't actually killed anyone.

Someone calling out to her was more than unexpected. It made her look around her instead of toward the voice at first, almost expecting it to be some kind of ambush. When no one jumped out at her, she directed her attention more toward the source of the voice. Her hand was shaky at this point, even if her grip was firm as she drew the sword up into a defensive position. ]

The same thing everyone else is. Why did you call out?

[dramaticals]

[he hadn't time to think, he was already being charged by someone.

instinct kicked in at that moment, he raised his katana and was able to block her attack. it wasn't until she was close to him, their blades still against one another, did he see who it was.

for this particular event he had a feeling it would be this brutal, so he had acquired himself a mask. before he had just been wearing sunglasses indoors, sometimes not even wearing anything at all, but right now his mask was there to protect him. she couldn't see it, but from behind his mask his eyes had widened, his stomach did flips, and his grip on the hilt tightened.]

Weiss. [he spoke between gritted teeth, not because he was particularly angry with her, but he was frustrated at the situation. adam had a bad temper, and right now that anger was directed at her family, at her father.

he was in the audience.

adam pushed her rapier back, pushing off and he jumped back as well. he had put his katana back in its sheath, staring at her from a distance and still in his fighting stance.]

...Did you know your father would be hosting this event?

[questions first, then he would see how this would all play out. he wasn't afraid to kill someone, but he was hesitant to kill weiss.]

[clickers]

[ Ching!

It was comforting really. The sound of reloading a single pistol. Even though he had only ever really held it in a gun-shooting range, it made him feel more secure that he could actually protect himself. Sure, the flashlight blinded people, but it couldn't actually help him in a real fight.

The writer readied his grip and positioned himself in defense. He had to be on his guard. Never know what surprises laid in the dark. ]

I'm ready when you are, even though this is bullshit. Why do we have to fight each other when the ones we have to fight are looking down on us?

[goodgrace]

[ clack

The sound of reloading a semi automatic rifle. This is not at all a feeling of security. This bring a feeling of dread. Dread because this thing now makes him an unfortunate major player with an actual chance at winning. It makes his insides twist and sink as his mind (too busy already) starts racing to figure out if he could go through with doing it all --- well not... could. He could. He really could.

Should. More likely. There's a lovely secure feeling that nobody back home is watching. Nobody will know.... He could just do it. He could. ]

Because they want a good show. [ SADLY ONE OF THEM IS GOING TO HAVE TO FIRE A GUN HERE. Ready when you are. ]

[wayoutsidethebox]

[So, this was one of the amazing events that they had talked about happening? Skye wasn't pleased. As she was ushered out, she could feel her heart beating in her chest but she could hide it. She had to, these people would probably be happy to see some of them freak out. Even if they wanted the prisoners to kill each other, nobody could make them.]

[First, she had to find Loki and Jefferson. The three of them working together could probably convince other people to not kill, to join them. If nothing else, three of them would be hard to kill.]

[Not that she's going to go without a weapon. She turned to see what she had been given, hoping it was something she could actually use..

...A pillow. She got a pillow?] You have got to be kidding me. [What was she suppose to do, knock them out and smother them? Somebody obviously hated her. Not that she blamed them, after the trouble she caused, but... Sighing, she grabs the pillow and begins her search, hoping that if she ran into anybody, they would be friendly.]

i am sorry i puked lots of words

[vaframenti]

[ Loki wasted absolutely no time in retrieving the weapon that had been provided for him and making a mad dash for the cover of the forest. To stay out in the open for a second longer than was necessary was sometimes all your opponent needed to leave you dead on the ground before you had a chance to blink. For all the times in his life he had been on the advantageous end of that situation, it was a fact he knew quite intimately.

The primary disadvantage of being so quick to move to the shadows was not having a full opportunity to gauge his opponents. Though several faces were familiar, he couldn't say he had actually spoken to the majority of them. There were two people he noticed in particular, however, and that was Adam and Skye. Part of him wondered if both their presence and his wasn't orchestrated as punishment for the trouble they had caused, but a very strong intuition told him that the truth of the matter could simply have been that the event and who was to participate had already been predestined. Clearly the Warden viewed them as a minimal threat, but even so placing all three of them in the same environment was quite nearly begging for them to play against the rules. Perhaps a good show was all she ever really wanted in the end.

In spite of their actions as a group, Loki was well aware of the type of person Adam was. He would be hardly interested in cooperation. Skye, however, was someone he knew would be eager to make an alliance. Her fighting skills were minimal, but she was bright and thus far their relationship had been a positive one. She was always saying that they were a team, so perhaps now was the time to truly put that idea to the test.

Finding her would be the hardest part. ]

[jakotsu]

[ Battle Royale, huh? Well, at least it was getting interesting. Physical fight for money was what Jakotsu was used to doing anyway and he wasn't all that against letting some blood flow either... Still, the way this was set up, only one winner, was a bit worrisome even to him.
Jakotsu didn't want to die. As much as he would pretend to only be in this for the entertainment, he was fully aware it was a fight for nothing else than his precious life. It wasn't often that he got himself into real danger, usually being advantaged in comparison to his target.

An ice pick wasn't that bad a weapon. It could be better, but he'd deal. The advantage was that aimed right, the ice pick could kill quickly. The disadvantage was that torturing someone with it, should the opportunity come up, would be harder than with a normal cut weapon. Jakotsu shrugged and made his way out into the arena, careful to mostly remain hidden behind trees. Didn't want to be seen that soon, before he knew what kind of opponents he'd be dealing with. ]

[dramaticals]

[adam could tell someone was behind the brush just a few steps away, but he didn't move from his position.

he was behind a tree, his back flat against it, and he was listening for any possible enemies. he would kill if he was confronted with anyone, but there was still someone here that he wasn't particularly keen on destroying.

but, he figured he might as well pick off these kinds of people in case they did go for weiss.]

So- [he called out to jakotsu, but he was still hidden behind that tree.] ...are you a big fan of this whole killing event?

GROUP TWO

[avibusraris]

[Cas, Kyon, Link, Ellie, Scratch, Killian, Babydoll, Yang, Hayate]

[floors]

[ A certain captain had no problem with this event. He didn't particularly like it, but a pirate is a pirate. There was a reason that he was known as the most ruthless pirate around and it wasn't because of his shows of mercy.

His weapon left much to be desired. A blow torch? Not the best sort of thing unless he pinned someone down. That was where being a Deadman came in. That wasn't public knowledge, so chances were that he could get in big trouble for it if he wasn't careful. He needed to get ahold of another weapon, and fast.

Or rather, he needed to smoke one out. Once getting out of the starter area, Hook's plan was simple: Burn the competition out. It'd probably take out at least a couple of them, round the others into a smaller area so they could kill each other off. That's right, Killian's first move is to use that torch to catch as much on fire as he can and stay just outside of the fire's reach to try to catch someone running off guard and steal their weapon. Then possibly kill them with it.

The only thing Captain Hook values more than his revenge is his life. He's no intention of losing regardless of how in his favor you might be. ]

[schizophreniac]

[ Scratch wanted so desperately to laugh at the situation he had found himself in. For all her insanity the bitch up top definitely knew how to put on one hell of a show, and the very idea of the game she had laid out for them sent a rush of pure adrenaline through his body. It was nothing short of goddamn thrilling.

But then, of course, he had to consider his mortal enemy known as reality. As much as he would have loved to make every poor sap in the place bleed, he had to keep himself under control. Losing his cool wasn't an option. If he blew his cover now it would cause a lot more problems than he could fix. He'd have to play the victim. Even with his fingers wrapped around the trigger of a gun, he was very, very convincing. ]

[floors]

[ Scratch may have noticed by now that the forest had begun to catch fire. It might be small now, but the distinct smell of smoke was beginning to make its way through the field as it spread. Hook seemed to be making his way quickly from the direction of the smoke when he spotted Scratch.

Within only a few seconds of spotting the gun, he his hand up and a charming smile on his face as his pace slowed, then a few steps were taken back. ]

Appears as though I've discovered what direction the wind is blowing today.

[ Appear non-threatening and talk until he can either get close or find a way to turn Scratch with a gun around to his benefit. Let's see what happens. ]

[notmynature]

[Ellie had wondered how long it would be before they ended up pitted against each other. She'd seen some people on her team, and though she was disappointed there was no Loki, she was glad Yang was there. While she wouldn't attack anyone, she was ready to kill to defend herself. Not that it helped her nervousness any. Being able to kill didn't mean she wanted to.]

[First, her weapon. Either way, she needed that. Confusion settled into her features as she spotted the Tekko Kage. A claw? They'd given her a claw? Moving forward, she picks it up and examines it. Sure enough, it looked like that thing the guy from the old hero movies had in his hand. It look sharp, at least. Sliding it onto her hand, she started her search for Yang. Or maybe that guy she'd talked about Christmas.]

[tunics]

[he couldn't kill anyone.

he was trained with weaponry, he knew how to fight, he wasn't someone that could go down easily. that being said, he was mostly used to hunting, killing game and while he still felt a little bad about that they weren't people. but these were actual people, even ones that he had talked to before.... he would defend himself, but he couldn't kill them.

link ran a hand through his hair, stepping over a log as he went through the rough terrain. in his hand he held a sledgehammer, the heavy weight of the weapon reminding him just what he was expected to do. no, he wouldn't play this game of theirs, he would wait until everyone else was dead. he just hoped he wouldn't run into anyone.]

[combatbutler]

[ Hayate sighed as he glanced at the gun in his hand. What a time to be in this prison. He really did not want to kill anyone. Not even his parents. Sure they never let him have a childhood, he just could not kill them. It wasn't in his nature to do that.

The boy trudges around, trying to keep his guard up. Not everyone felt the same way he did. He was sure of that. Now that Christmas was over, he felt a bit relieved, but not enough to simply go back to being the good ol' Hayate he was before.

He places a hand to where his ear should have been and sighed. It was a price that he had to pay in order to survive. Hayate knew that. The warden gave him a picture of Nagi a few days ago and that made him sick to his stomach. He just couldn't forgive her if she laid her hands on his mistress.

A shuffle in the bushes took him out of his thoughts as he loaded the gun and turned to the source of the noise. ]

Hey! I know you're out there. Come out!

GROUP THREE

[avibusraris]

[Ange, B. Battler, Sena, Jack, Joan, Peter, Mitsuki, Rika]

[unhappy]

[ This was not a situation that Joan had ever expected to be in. She was absolutely certain she was going to die given a couple of things: A. Her weapon was an iron skillet. It wasn't the be-all end-all of weapons and it certainly wasn't anything that was capable of stopping a bullet.

That's why the first thing Joan did when they were set free was get to running. She was observational enough to be able to watch out for where traps were triggered, so she got lost from the others pretty quickly without dying.

Getting lost was one thing, though. She was going to have to find a way to defend herself or get a weapon other than a skillet. Even if she wasn't a killer, she had no problem with self-defense if it came down to it. Joan kept the backside of the pan up and ready as though it were a baseball bat to smack anyone who came near her now that she had slowed down... ]

[justhello]

[ Jack hadn't had much time to assess just who he was up against, but his eye did catch a brief glimpse of one person in particular, and that person was someone he would know anywhere. He had hoped beyond hope that Joan wouldn't be involved, but he had never been a particularly lucky man. Jack didn't have to think for longer than a second before he bolted off in the direction he had thought she went, but even if he did find her what then? Jack wanted to protect her, but was he willing to kill for her? He just didn't know.

Soon enough he stopped short, not entirely sure where she had ended up. For all the smaller she was she had turned out to be a pretty quick runner. He stood and listened for any trace of sound, but he heard nothing. Too bad the totally moronic megaphone he had been given didn't work in reverse. Jack knew not to stay in one place for too long, so maybe if he kept moving he would end up running into her. ]

[miraclefighter]

[ Ah. So this is a prison event. Not quite what she had in mind, but at the very least it sounded interesting. However, the word dying killed that interest. Pitting up prisoners just to kill each other for entertainment? That was cruel, it was just like pitting a friend against another friend.

They had a sick humor.

The girl sighed and stared at the hoe in her hands. Even in prison, the 'ceremonial' hoe never escaped her hands. It was a reminder that her past will always come back and haunt her. ]

Heh. If they want a fight, so be it. I don't have any intention of bowing out of the stage.

[justiceerror]

Oh.... is that so?

[he had heard her talk to herself, so of course he decided to make himself known. battler stepped out from behind a tree, a gun in his hand.]

Then do you intend to put up a good fight....?

[mightletyouknowme]

[She was going to die. Sena hadn't had a chance to learn to fight yet and even if she had, she couldn't do it with the weapon they'd given her: a propane torch. Why couldn't they give her something like a sword or anything? Who had ever played a game or seen a movie where the hero went back for their torch? They wanted her to die.]

[But she wasn't quiet ready to die. Useless weapon or no, she wasn't about to it behind. She just needed to find somebody safe. Who would that be? There'd been a couple of cute girls, maybe they could work to keep each other safe? It was on shaky legs that she began to make her way out.]

[justiceerror]

[there she was, that succulent goddess he had run into before. he had hoped he had scared her enough that she would remember who he was, but that was besides the point. as she walked he followed her, stepping behind her and out of sight for the most part.

she might be able to hear a second set of footsteps coming after her, however.]