CARNIVAL CORPSE

[avibusraris]

That's right everyone, it's time for the Carnival Corpse! What does that mean? Well, gather around the holographic campfire of as we tell the tales of the Carnival Corpse. The event will go as follows!

All the inmates who are not deadmen will still be able to watch everything! We used to have it totally hush hush here in the prison, but hey- where's the fun in that? We have nothing to hide at all! And what'dya know, we actually get tons of sponsors for these sorts of shows from rich old men! Ha ha oh they're quite the riot. So! That means the ones who bid against these losers will be able to watch the show as well.

As for those participating? It's simple! Just attack the other one until they're dead or just knocked out- but hey we prefer the dead route, that's way more fun don't you think?

On with the show!

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ROUND 1

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A / MAGPIE VS HAWK

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C / JAY VS CRANE

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ROUND 2

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E / SPARROW VS SEAGULL

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F / STARLING VS PEREGRINE FALCON

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D / HAWK VS MACAW

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G - JAY VS PHEASANT

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[aplacetodie]

Akira had thought that using his Branch of Sin to fight somebody else was the last thing he wanted. As such, he had his harmonica out and was actually playing it as he was led into the ring. Nobody ever accused this man of not being a drama queen.

Then he got in the ring, saw that his opponent was a little girl, and stopped his tune short. He'd been wrong before. This was the last thing he wanted.

He slipped the harmonica into his back pocket, frowning.

Re: E / SPARROW VS SEAGULL

[tanteiotaku]

Okay that had hurt more than he'd expected. One bit of preparation he'd done was remove a few of the stitches on his stump. Like hell he was going to run around the fight on a crutch. But he wasn't going to leave it behind either. But more importantly, he was dressed the detective part, including the fedora. His goal today was to keep people alive, even if it meant sending them to penalty games.

So into the ring he went, on his crutch as usual. He gave Fetch a friendly wave and a tip of his hat. "Normally it's not in my policy to fight girls, but I guess I don't have much of a choice in the matter today."

[unquestionable]

Ryu wasn't nervous. There was no place for those kind of emotions in a life or death situation. Win or lose, live or die, the only thing he could do was the best he could manage. He wanted to expect more than that out of himself, but with so little information on his opponent it was almost like going in blind.

When he spotted the one known as Starling, it occurred to him that he had never even seen the boy before. He wasn't going to pass judgment -- looks were deceiving. As long as Philip and Shotaro advanced, it didn't entirely matter what happened to him anyway.

"Don't go easy on me, kid." He smirked, an excessive amount of confidence radiating from it despite his reservations.

[androphobian]

When she was told that she would be fighting this out, she was worried at first. But soon enough, she managed to calm down; this wasn't a fight for herself, this was a fight for the StuCS. She wanted to protect them with all her power, regardless of how much it would hurt her. Besides, she knew that most of the Deadmen were guys, this would be her chance to prove herself worthy -- to become someone who was powerful again.

So when she was there, she applied her poker face, taking a deep, steady, breath in as she took this moment to ready herself. She wasn't going to use her Branch of Sin, that much she promised herself. However, she would be using her abilities as a black belt in karate. She knew that there were people watching this. It could be possible that the people she cared about were watching this.

She wasn't certain of that.

Regardless, she knew that she had to do this. With a silent nod to herself, she spoke up, looking rather serious as she took on her defensive position, as was the usual for her karate tournaments.

"Are you ready, sir?"

Hopefully she wouldn't have to hurt him too badly.

[sentimentalpsycho]

Fetch didn't make so much as a sound as she was lead into the ring. This was something too big for her to fight alone, so all she could do was keep her word and not kill anyone. When she saw Shotaro, he earned himself a lopsided smile. It seemed much more unsure than her usual grins, and she seemed relieved to see him. If she had to fight anyone, she was kind of glad it was him.

"Y'know, my policy is the same, but you're pretty tough for a little girl, right?" She'd gained enough of her spunk back to throw some taunts his way, at least.

Re: D / HAWK VS MACAW

[birdinhand]

Hot off his earlier victory, Ankh did his best avoid Hina and Eiji. Eiji was harder considering they were both still in this, but his penchant for perching proved useful.

And now he was fighting that fluffy idiot from the library. This shouldn't be too hard. "Oi, don't think just because I've already gone once today that you're going to have an easier time of it!" Even before the starting cue, Ankh was already letting the flames flare around his hands and lower arms.

[tanteiotaku]

"Hey!" he shouted indignantly back over at her. "I hope you're not squeamish," he added. He looked down at his footless leg and from the end of the stump came a red round shape, that hardened when it reached the floor. He kept the crutch in hand as he tested it a little. Balance was okay. And a couple of test steps were sore but not incredibly painful. He walked a bit like a pirate but at least he didn't need the crutch. He let it fall over onto the ground.

He looked back up toward Fetch when he was satisfied. "Ladies first!"

[decideformyself]

Ryu Terui's plan was the best option Philip could think of. He didn't want to kill anybody. He didn't want them to have to undergo punishment games either, but there was no way to avoid that. Like he'd pointed out himself, at most one person would be saved.

When he stepped into the ring, he was wearing his vest's hood up over his head, the brim coming down just over his eyes. He was glad he hadn't had a match in the first round; that, at least, was a relief.

He flinched when Ankh's Branch of Sin flared up. He could light his blood on fire? Fascinating -- but Philip had something more important to worry about. He took a deep breath and stepped backward. He had to find a way to do this without his Branch of Sin.

[aplacetodie]

"I'm ready," he said. Akira set his face into a stoic line. "This is my place to die."

With any other opponent, he'd have made the first move. As it was, he sank back into a defensive stance, keeping his eyes on Yui.

[birdinhand]

He smirked at the flinch. Yeah, this kid should be easy pickings. He just had to get the job done before anyone could swing in with that auction bullshit and fuck him over. He swirled his hands in front of him and sent a pair of fireballs toward Philip. Time to see what this kid was made of.

[decideformyself]

Philip's eyes widened and he just barely managed to duck to one side when Ankh launched those fireballs at him. He grabbed at the tail of his vest to put out a lick of flame that had grazed it.

It looked like Ankh was going all out. How was he going to handle this? Right now, Philip looked very much like a deer caught in headlights.

Re: A / MAGPIE VS HAWK

[birdinhand]

Ankh was not happy about this. And he was further embarrassed about that breakdown over the communicator earlier. Eh, it was anonymous. And he'd tried as hard as he could to keep from being found out, but that slip up with Terui had been pretty big. He pushed it out of his head. He had what was in front of him to worry about.

Almost as soon as things got started, the temperature began to drop. But he was still fairly warm, even without his collar attempting to compensate. He smirked. Someone had put their CP to good use.

Accordingly, Ankh wrapped his hands and arms in flame, keeping his distance from his opponent. "Let's get this over with. Just hurry up and die already!" But he did send an opening volley of fireballs her way.

[birdinhand]

Shingo might have been a bit more merciful with such a scared kid. But he wasn't the one making the decisions right now. Ankh was not letting up. But if he was just going to run, then he was going to keep him running.

"How boring..." he commented. He sent some more fire, one at a bit of a delay from the other, to try to catch him in a pincer.

[decideformyself]

His panic was clear as he dodged one attack only to run headlong into the next. And now his arm was on fire. Philip shouted and waved his arm, batting at it with his other hand.

Okay, this wasn't working. He couldn't just run around dodging. He had to do something, and he had to do it soon.

He lowered his head and ran straight at Ankh, intending to just punch and hope something connected.

[shallnotharm]

She seems rather composed as the fight starts. Though the sudden drop in temprature was quite alarming. She had to end this fast.

"I'm afraid that's not going to happen!"

It does take her a little longer than normal to jump out of the way ending up in one of her legs getting burned. There's a flinch but she bites at one of her fingers anyway. A thin blade of blood forms from the bite.

"Let's see what you're made of, Hawk!"

She lunges.

[birdinhand]

Ankh didn't seem all that concerned with his charge. He stood there, still smirking. He raised a hand as if he intended to catch that fist with a flaming hand, but knocked out the flames around his hand just in time to actually do so. "Nothing personal. The prize is more important than you are."

He kept a firm grip on Philip's punching hand, and reached out with the other flaming hand to grab hold of his neck. He let the flames lick out down across his shoulders and down over his chest.

[birdinhand]

He doesn't quite meet her halfway across her path, firing off another pair of fireballs, one going where she is, and the other heading for where she was most likely to dodge to. He showed little concern for himself in the fire, coming through to bring a flaming fist toward her gut.