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capeandcowllogs2012-11-13 06:13 pm
whocouldwinarabbit) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-11-13 06:13 pm
Entry tags:
- damian wayne | robin,
- gilbert nightray | n/a,
- kanaya maryam | sylph of space,
- kyouko sakura | ophelia,
- minako arisato | the wild card,
- piccolo | n/a,
- rick bradbury | n/a,
- rin tohsaka | n/a,
- † aoi | the laughing man,
- † david xanatos | magnificent bastard,
- † jay | n/a,
- † ladd russo | white suit,
- † lenalee lee | n/a,
- † matt murdock | daredevil,
- † max gibson | batwoman,
- † n/a | the habit,
- † pamela isley | poison ivy,
- † sayaka miki | oktavia,
- † yuma tsukumo | unicorn king
THE GREATEST SHOW UNEARTHED
WHO: The HABIT whocouldwinarabbit and his eighteen lucky Rabbits.
WHERE: Yankee Stadium.
WHEN: Tuesday, November 13 afternoon onward.
WARNINGS: Not for the children. Graphic murder expected.
SUMMARY: THUNDERDOME.
FORMAT: Whatever our contestants would like.
"Rise and fucking shine, campers!" blasts the loudspeaker.
Eighteen bodies. Not a bad turnout. He's hauled them into the locker rooms to wake up together, tied balloon strings to their wrists, the balloons Skittles colors. Angora, some say in sharpie, Flemish Giant. And all have a smile drawn on, bunny ears on top.
"You're probably wondering what the hell you're doing here, right? Wonder no more! Welcome to the Trials, rabbits. Time to feed the HABIT."
The crowd roars in response, their fists in the air. They're not nearly enough to fill the stands, not hardly, the count's barely crawling up to a hundred -- but it's the impassive eyes of the cameras set up around the stadium that matter. These idiots are just for the noise of it.
"Now, see, the rules to this game are real simple. All you gotta do is kill everybody else. That's it! What could be easier, right? Knife in the brain. Sword in the guts. I don't care how you do it, just do it, meat. Look at it this way: the Porter'll bring you back good as new. So... what's keeping you? Besides, hey... the winner gets a prize."
HABIT laughs tinnily through the sound system, over the sound of the crowd. "If one of you makes a break for it -- go ahead! I encourage it, make your move -- but you will notice that there's no escape. Can't have you spoiling my fun, now can we? The good people up there in the stands paid twenty-nine ninety-nine for a show, and by fucking golly, they're gonna get it."
"Now... if you'll look at the balloons for your group assignments. Flemish Giants, why don't you come on out here? No, no, hey, don't be shy. Being first is a big ol' honor. So show us some blood!"
He hits the music, and opens the doors.
whocouldwinarabbit and his eighteen lucky Rabbits.WHERE: Yankee Stadium.
WHEN: Tuesday, November 13 afternoon onward.
WARNINGS: Not for the children. Graphic murder expected.
SUMMARY: THUNDERDOME.
FORMAT: Whatever our contestants would like.
"Rise and fucking shine, campers!" blasts the loudspeaker.
Eighteen bodies. Not a bad turnout. He's hauled them into the locker rooms to wake up together, tied balloon strings to their wrists, the balloons Skittles colors. Angora, some say in sharpie, Flemish Giant. And all have a smile drawn on, bunny ears on top.
"You're probably wondering what the hell you're doing here, right? Wonder no more! Welcome to the Trials, rabbits. Time to feed the HABIT."
The crowd roars in response, their fists in the air. They're not nearly enough to fill the stands, not hardly, the count's barely crawling up to a hundred -- but it's the impassive eyes of the cameras set up around the stadium that matter. These idiots are just for the noise of it.
"Now, see, the rules to this game are real simple. All you gotta do is kill everybody else. That's it! What could be easier, right? Knife in the brain. Sword in the guts. I don't care how you do it, just do it, meat. Look at it this way: the Porter'll bring you back good as new. So... what's keeping you? Besides, hey... the winner gets a prize."
HABIT laughs tinnily through the sound system, over the sound of the crowd. "If one of you makes a break for it -- go ahead! I encourage it, make your move -- but you will notice that there's no escape. Can't have you spoiling my fun, now can we? The good people up there in the stands paid twenty-nine ninety-nine for a show, and by fucking golly, they're gonna get it."
"Now... if you'll look at the balloons for your group assignments. Flemish Giants, why don't you come on out here? No, no, hey, don't be shy. Being first is a big ol' honor. So show us some blood!"
He hits the music, and opens the doors.
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Wha-? [ Trying to pull herself free of her hold, she wakes up a lot quicker thanks to Sayaka's effective attempts. ] What is it?
[ Wait, where was she? Bringing a hand to rub under her eyes, she tries to regain her composure as quick as possible. ]
Hey, what's going on here?
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[She wonders if she sounds too panicked, so she pauses for a while, trying to regain her composure.]
It's just... People sleepwalked to this place, and then we got balloons, and then there's this thing about not being able to escape and having to kill each other. It's like that guy who planned this read one-too-many battle-to-the-death mangas!
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[ Rin, don't focus on the least important part of that. ] Ugh, that can't be right.
[ She hasn't been here for very long, but in the short time she has spent here, the only ally she knows has been killed. That was a trap though and all of the other Imports, they were just heroes and normal folk like herself that got stuck in the mix of it. ]
Well no matter. A battle to the death against what? [ 'Each other', please. Her relaxing demeanor shows that she hasn't fully taken grasp of the situation yet. ] Whatever it is, I'm sure I can beat it up for you.
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A battle to the death against everyone here! Are you going to beat up everyone here?!
[Oh, wait. She considers that thought, then hastily adds:]
Because if you are then I guess I shouldn't even be talking to you!
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Of course I'm not going to beat up anyone. I might hit them once or twice if they get too close to me, but that's it. And only because they deserve it for invading my personal space in the first place.
[ Lifting her wrist, she notices the balloon then with an unamused look. ] And just what is this?
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Huh?
[ She raises her eyes to her balloon. ]
I don't know. Some guy tied it to us. 'Ne... ther... land... Dwarf...'
[ And then she glances at Rin's. ]
English... Lop...? What the heck are those?
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[ Rin answers easily as though it was knowledge everyone should have. Finally, a use for all of those high scores on various exams in school. ]
I don't understand why they're written on the balloons in this kind of manner though.
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Oh! I see!
...Yeah, that doesn't make any sense.
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What do the others say? Maybe there's some kind of pattern to it.
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'Flem... ish... Giant. Lionhead...' Hey that guy has the same balloon as mine!
[ She ponders this for a while... ]
I still don't get it! Why tie rabbit names to us?
[ And then something just hits her like HEY HOLD ON ]
Wait! Who cares, anyway?! Help me get out of here!
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[ Looking around, she tries to find the exit door with a frown. ]
Huh, there's not that many of us here. [ Noticing that others have balloons identical to her own, Rin isn't surprised that one of them is someone she knows. But where the heck was Archer? ] Ugh, you're right. We need to get out of here.
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[ But LMFAO excuse me as she is momentarily distracted by the red-haired girl ]
Hey! Hey, I know that girl! And she's talking to another girl I also know! Now we really need to get everyone out of here!
[ To save themmm! And also because she thinks Kyouko is going to do something she disapproves of if this continues. :( But how? By... heading towards the entrance to the arena, maybe?? But she stops herself as she notices what is obviously wrong with that exit. ]
...I think that's the wrong direction, though! What now?
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[ Wait, so does she. Minako? Well, she can just catch up with her later judging by the balloon that has the same color as Rin's. Shaking her head, she moves after Sayaka just to keep up with her. ]
That leads to the stadium, I think. At least that's what that giant sign up there says. [ Pointing it out because Sayaka PLS. ] We'll have to find a way back up the stairs and then out the exit that way.
Hm, or maybe the fire exit. There has to be a bunch of those around here. If there's an incident, there's a lot of people to move out of a stadium.
[ Looking up towards the ceiling, Rin will seek out any color of red she can find. Red was often associated with "Emergency Exit", right? ]
Usually they paint the top of poles to help guide people.
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[WOW YOU'RE SO COOL RIN-SENPAI KNOWING ALL THAT so Sayaka looks around and sees the red! TRIUMPH.
But she rushes towards the exit only to find that it's locked, maybe??]
...I don't think they care whether we catch fire or not!
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[ Rin's considering just blasting the door open herself, but if it fails (if she really has to fight these people), then someone might get hurt. ]
Well, let's just go find the person responsible for this. If we rough them up a bit, they're bound to let us go.
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[...Yes, Sayaka has little to no brains sob. TRANSFORMATION SEQUENCE!
Aand she swings her sword at the door LIKE THAT'S TOTALLY GOING TO WORK.]
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That's going to ring in your ears for a good while.