Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~

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Geoffrey's attention towards the 12 boy was suddenly heightened when he managed to get a fierce attack on Gemma. Geoff hurled himself forward and attempted to block the attack on Gemma from Xav. He reached out with his other hand, continuing to slash at the boy from 10. He knew Gemma could obviously handle herself perfectly well in battle, so he wasn't about to hijack her fight, but he couldn't just stand there while her enemy launched a particularly successful attack. He shot a warning glance at Xav and went back to focusing on the boy from 10. "Hugs and kisses are too mainstream, and there's nothing that makes you feel more warm and fuzzy inside or want to smile and laugh more than murder and blood. Pshh." Geoff rolled his eyes at this boy's clear ignorance and tucked a piece of bloody hair back under the cougar ribcage where it had been dislodged.

Attack to Derald, Block to Xavvy's crit on Gemma.

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#1 'Attack(Other)' :
Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Missm

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Missm

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#2 'Block(Other)' :
Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Blockedc

Gemma could feel the blood coming out of her wounds and she was slowly losing strength as it was and it was hard to see clear and she could tell she was on the verge of death, any blow could be fatal, it was like a little show down. Gemma wasn't sure if they could take on these two, they could at least take the the twelve out, and then work on the district ten but he seemed to be in good shape, meanwhile Gemma and Geoff weren't in the best. Gemma didn't like the idea of dying and leaving her brother alone to fight, and the two picking on her, was angering her, and she could feel the heat intensify inside her and she was ready to go all hardcore and unleash her inner demon that's been underlying, she's had a huge dark presence in her soul for the longest time and it was just waiting to break out, and while she has been pressing her shirt to her wound in her torso she was making the pressure steady as she became immobile and she was storing up energy and power, she was getting pissed, and the dark side of her was threatening to take control, the tower was coming down and only dark was coming in, no light would be spared.

Gemma tightened her grip on the hilt of her blades and then she got a feel with them and she could feel the electric pulse running through her veins as a little jolt to get her moving, she soon began to shriek as she let loose and she tilted her head back and when it came back to reach, she was glaring at the two boys with an intense glare, she had the eye of the tiger and the killer now, she was going to have a little tango with these boys, she was going to show them she wasn't a target to mess with. She loosened her grip on her blades and she used her power and strength she had left as motivation she mustered it all up and she leaned forward and ran towards the pair using her body momentum with her as she came between the two, and quickly pivoted arms at 90 degree angles and then she held the blades to create more leverage and force to inflict more damage on them she was hoping to make them bleed lots and grow faint. Although she wasn't as good as hitting vital spots as Geoff.

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'Specialty' :
Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Specialtyweaponsuccess

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Specialtyweaponsuccess

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_mh2tddYguM1rlltj6o4_250

Well, that statement came out wrong. But rather than react, I just ignore Derald's reasoning. There's too much else to focus on anyway. As I pull back from the battle, I realize the other one got in my way. Why'd he wait until now to help? "Don't you realize you're not making it out of here?!" I snap at them. That's when the girl starts screaming.

In a vain attempt to protect myself, I throw up my shield, trying to preserve my vital organs as she starts in a frenzy. Where was this coming from, the sudden skill? This was the girl from the training gym, wasn't it? I wait until she slows down to fight back. I force my way closer as her attacks start to slow, getting close enough to slam her again. Then I pull back with whatever strength's left. I can't feel the pain yet, but that doesn't mean anything.

Attack to the Lovely Lady~

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Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 BwTEbUx

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_inline_mnxkvjPZxm1qz4rgp

Derald almost missed the blade coming from the boy, sucking in a breath as he stared on. He could feel the goosebumps crawl up his skin seeing the blade that close without even knowing it. He quickly snap out of it at his legs want to move away but he pushed forward, gritting his teeth as he focused, smashing down his knife on the girl once more. One more good hit. That's what they really need right now. A focused, lethal hit. It was a strange feeling to want someone to die. Really though, warm and fuzzy? Derald paused for a second as he thought of how to reply to what the boy reiterated, "Well, you asked..." Without even able to linger on his words the girl became screaming, high-pitched ear piercing sounds filled with anguish and anger. Almost as sharp as the blades coming at them, literally though. Derald didn't have the time to back away, raising his offensive arm in defense without any proper protection. His other arm pulled his bag in front of him, eyes closing while he braced for the pain. Will the bag even do any good though? If so, that's one more thing to thank Rob for.

Derald's Items:
- 1 Knife, Dusk, naming his weapons cause he's coolz like that.
- 1 wooden tap in his tight pants
- 1 pair of bloody shirt, pants and boots with hideous colour sense
- 1 set of raw fox meat and skin
- meager amount of cooked meat
- 1 bag to hold stuff. Except the tap.

Attack to Gemma dear ;w;

Chiiyoko carried out 1 launched of one Attack(Other) :

As Gemma rushes forwards with her blades it hits against the sides of both Xav and Derald, cutting deep into their sides causing a lot of bleeding. The gashes aren't too long, but actually quite deep for the cut she got.

First to Xav, second to Derald

Ariiyoko carried out 2 launched of one TRAP :: ,

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Temp_219

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_mx98vfl8cN1rcn1qfo1_250

Gemma had seen the deep wounds that she had inflicted on her two opponents and she smirked. "You didn't think I could do it." She said, and she soon felt another blow to her. Her skin was numb at this point, she could see a pool of blood at this point forming and she knew it was her own. She began to cough a bit which only ended up in her coughing out more blood, her vision was blurring a bit and she was feeling very sick and ill from all the blood loss. She held fabric to her wounds and she tried to keep the pressure, she knew she was on the verge of death but she wasn't ready to collapse yet and she wasn't on her last breath just yet.

Taking a few steps forward she stumbled over to her brother but in just a few steps she ended up collapsing and she hit the rough ground with a thud, she could feel the cold exterior of the ground and it was rather soothing. Gemma's arm was outstretched towards her brother, she needed him at this point, she knew there were killers right there but all she needed was the comfort of her brother there. She laid on her side as she was slowly bleeding out.

She began to laugh shakily, "You know, people underestimate us." She said in a raspy voice and she was hardly able to make it above a whisper. Spitting on the ground she continued, "We grew up in the homes of district six, with our parents, wealthy as can be." she paused to cough more, she didn't care if they listened or not, but she had to get her life story out before the darkness closed around her and story telling wasn't that bad. "Our parents were kinda losing their minds...but they had us in their best interest, they loved to entertain." She said, and she smiled thinking of home, and she closed her eyes imagining their home, and Mr.Darcy, "I knew what killing was from a young age, I saw them do it, and I learned quickly." She said softly as she laid their on the ground. "I had high ambition, but then my parents were punished for their crimes, publicly murdered for all their crime they had done."

Gemma laid there and winced a bit in pain and she looked up at the sky and she looked back up to Geoff, "we only had each other to lean on, but we survived, Mr.Darcy helped too." She said with a small smile and her eyes returned to being closed. She was able to look at all the life time event she had gone through and she didn't regret a moment of her life, and she wouldn't trade it for anything. "I always shot for the sky but here I am, stuck on the ground, always fighting with high ambition, but failing every single time." She said a few tears went down her cheeks, "I just tried so hard, I wanted you to be proud mom and dad." She said as more tears spilled out as she was trying to talk to her mother and father. "I did the best I could, I tried to keep him safe, but now I can't I've failed everyone." She said crying.

Gemma stayed silent for awhile and she reached out for Geoff's hand and she held it slightly. "Geoff, I know you feel it too, I know, you know I'm dying, but please don't give up, keep fighting until the end, make mom and dad proud, kill someone if you have to, or just try your best. you've been there for me through thick and thin, and we solved our problems together, you're the best brother anyone could ever ask for, and I couldn't see it any other way, we were all we had left, and now I get to be reunited with mom and dad, I'll tell them you said hi." She said with a smile and her hand slipped away.

She began to sing a soft and haunting melody as she slowly slipped away into the darkness, dreaming of the endless days in district six with her brother, and eventually her breath can to a stop and no longer was her heart beating in her body but she had a free spirit roaming around, she was finally free of everything that was the games and Panem, she was a free spirit, but as long as her brother is alive, she's still bound to him, and part of her still lives on in him. They were the same person.

Click here for the tune she sings and for a reference for her post.

RIP Gemma Dear!

You were thoroughly a fun and genuine character to play with, and you gave me a real test with playing with my creative side, and trying something a little out of my norm. You were an intelligent, crazy, and in the end a lovely soul, and you were absolutely blessed with the most wonderful brother you could ever have, you had good survival skills and you served way more than your purpose and I am truly proud of you my dear Gemma, you grew on me more than I thought you would have, but in the end you had a good run, I'm sure your parents are awaiting to reunite with you and I bet they're just as proud as you as I am. I hope you rest peacefully and may your spirit live on forever you were simply wonderful.

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_mny1sed3tA1sqomzuo1_500

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_mny1sed3tA1sqomzuo1_500

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_mqwe7h5cUF1qenlbro1_500

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_mvccm702ss1rdsx96o2_500

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_n13qh2Kyn11qenlbro1_500

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_meue883JDj1qzvluyo1_500

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Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_mqijgkkDG21sxl3rro1_500

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Geoffn10

Geoffrey froze in place as his sister fell to the ground. What? he thought, his mind seemingly frozen as well, No, this can't- she can't... no. I can't... He found himself unable to think clearly and couldn't move or even breathe as she reached out to him. Geoffrey tried so hard to hold her hand, more than anything he had ever tried to do, but he couldn't. His arms weren't working. Nothing was working. Am I broken? he wondered. I can't be broken, because she's not gone. She can't be gone. She wouldn't... she wouldn't leave me. At last his knees gave out and he collapsed right next to her, forcing the ringing in his ears that he hadn't noticed was there a moment ago to dissipate because at that moment there was nothing more important to him than hearing Gemma's last words and he wouldn't, he couldn't miss them, so he forced her speech into his brain and with every word, he remembered.

He remembered times they had played together as a child with their neighbor's internal organs, times they had cuddled on the sofa with their parents to hear a story, times they had just sat next to eachother in silence after their parents were killed because they were the only thing each one had left and they were together and they were one and that was all that mattered. Geoffrey remembered their parents smiling faces right before the Peackeepers came in and ripped them away, and he remembered he and Gemma holding one another about to cry because their parents were gone before they realized that they would be watching over them. And then suddenly he could move again and he scrambled closer to her and bent his head low, tears flowing freely down his face and blurring his vision.

No, Gemma, you know they're proud of you, don't say that, don't you... He couldn't speak yet, and it pained him because he wanted to tell her that everything was okay. "Gemma," he croaked finally, gripping her hand tightly when she held his. He stayed quiet while she spoke, partially because he was having difficulty getting words out still and partially because listening to her seemed far more important. When she finished and he hand started to fall out of his, Geoff couldn't handle it. He didn't know how to put his emotions into words, because all he could think was this can't be happening. She had always been more eloquent than he. "I love you, Gem," he said simply, wishing he could go on for hours. "I love you more than anything, and I always will. I could never hope for a better sister than you and I don't know what wonderful thing I did to deserve you, but you have been the greatest gift of my life and you are the most amazing sister that anyone will ever have in all of eternity and beyond, and I'm so, so sorry."

Geoffrey hadn't expected to be able to say that much, but the words were snowballing out as faster than the tears on his cheeks and as she died, he pulled her close to him in the last hug they would ever have and he never wanted to let go. "I'm going to miss you so much," he whispered into her hair once she had gone limp. He didn't know why she felt guilty, when he had failed worse than he could ever see her doing, because yes, she was perfect in his eyes, but all the same, he had let his baby sister die and he couldn't imagine anything worse. He didn't even understand why he was still here, because his other half had been cruelly ripped away and he could feel every tendon and muscle trembling in the absence of the best part of him.

After a few moments that, of course, felt like forever, Geoff let Gemma's body go and slowly got to his feet. He looked down at his twin sister once more. It was remarkable how even covered in blood and with no light in her eyes she could look so peaceful. Geoffrey was almost envious of her apparent serenity. He was now thinking and moving with what felt like half a brain and half a body and he didn't know how to live by himself because he had never been a single self. He had never been truly alone, but now it was just him and he was on his own... except for, it dawned on him, Gemma's killer. Geoffrey let the thought marinate in his mind for a second before turning to face the boy from 10.

"You killed her," he said sullenly, tilting his head to the side and squeezing the handles of the knives in his hands so hard he thought they might puncture his skin. "You realize what you've done, don't you?!" Geoffrey hadn't meant to shout, but he couldn't help it. There was no laughter in his eyes now, just pure cold. "You... you took her from me. You stole her. You stole us." He took a few steps toward the boy, tensing up. "I hope you burn in hell," he spat, "I hope your flesh rots on your bones when you die, and I hope not a single person comes to visit your grave, if you're lucky enough to have one once they find all the pieces. I hope you die alone with nobody who loves you because that's what you've done to me, don't you see? You've ruined everything, and you know what? I don't hope you're happy, like everyone else seems to say to people who destroy their entire existence. I hope you writhe in bed at night if you make it out of here and if you don't, I hope your spirit is driven mad with remorse. I hope you feel every ounce of the pain you have caused me, and I hope you suffer until the end of time."

He threw both knives at the District 10 boy with every ounce of strength left in his body and let out an agonizing screech, similar to the one Gemma had moments before. And that was it. He couldn't think of anything else to do, anything else to say. He couldn't function, not like this, not without her. She was gone, and that was it. Together they were everything, and now there was nothing left. I'm so sorry, Gem. His legs bowed out from under him and he toppled to the ground, paralyzed. You wanted me to keep fighting, and I want to make you happy, I swear I do, but I can't do it. I can't live without you. "I failed her," he muttered, looking up at the boy from 10. "The one thing she wanted me to do, and I can't. I'm the worst brother ever." He shook his head. "So kill me. That's what you want isn't it? That's what everyone wants. I guess that's what we wanted, too. To kill. To live. So kill me, and fight it out with your lover boy, and maybe you'll live, maybe you won't, but I can't. So just do it; get it over with. I'll never forgive you anyway. Kill me." I'm not even a person anymore, he finished in his head, unwilling to make noise any longer. Gemma, Mom, Dad, Mr. Darcy, I am so, so sorry. Geoffrey closed his overflowing eyes and blocked out the rest of the world because none of it mattered anymore. It's over.

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Attack to Derald. ***Edited to make pretty, attack was -20.***

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Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 51805711

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 51805711

She falls, and I drop too. Not a straight fall, just down onto a knee. I can feel where she cut into my side now, where it grazed past my shield. Gritting my teeth, I hobble backwards as the guy rushes forward. I can't hear what they're saying, but I can tell it's the end for them. If I wasn't hurting so bad, I'd have found that ironic. But right now I'm bleeding too much to think straight.
A glance at Derald shows he's pretty beat up now too. That's a shocker. I'd thought he was getting invincible over there. I take a deep breath and struggle to my feet. It was hard enough one-handed, but as exhausted as I am... I'm not dropping below my normal height any longer. I shuffle over to my ally, carefully stepping around the crazies saying their goodbyes. But before I can say anything, the still living one makes his way up. "You idiot, she was gone before you stepped foot in the Arena," it comes out as a growl; I haven't reached Derald yet, but I will. "What where you going to do when they forced you to kill each other? Be glad we took care of that," He just keeps rambling on, I doubt he even heard me. Then he's quiet, and I see a flash of metal. My sheild arm's already out for interception without a thought. Why am I doing that? Oh yeah, allies, remember?
I spin about, and the guy's collapsed on the ground. "Cry your pity party somewhere else" I say to him before striking downward, aiming for the throat that won't sit still. But a last-second spasm of pain jerks me a bit, and I'm not sure if I made my mark.

Block for Derry and Attack to Geoff

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Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_mq3e9lL2Cs1r032zxo3_250

Derald hacked out a shout as he felt the blade stuck deep into him, his own finding its way into the girl. He backed away, pulling the blade out of him as well as her as he dropped his head, biting on the sleeve of his shirt, as if waiting for the pain to pass. Guess the bag wasn't that handy afterall. I mean, that guy has a freaking shield. He held onto the right side of his waist, pulling the shirt down to try and hold the bleeding. Everything seem to stand still for a moment. Derald took the time to rip even more strips from the end of his shirt, butt of the knife between his teeth as he tied and tighten the cloth around his waist, keeping the bleeding to minimal as possible. His eyes darting to the twins while he ran to his sister, ears peeling as he listened in, and breathing heavy as it mixed together with the tears and wails. Derald took his knife in hand again. The wound was burning and numb at the same time, he could almost feel his side pulsing with the shock in the body.

Derald winced as he heard the girl, Gemma now he knows, talked about how their parents were executed publicly. His chest tightens, almost sympathising with them. Almost. Because he realised that at least they know what happened. He still questions up the this day, whether they're alive or dead or I don't know. At this point, he just wants answers. He continued to press on his side, body stiffens as Geoff got up and looked at him in the eye, with every intention to make Derald suffer. He asked if Derald even comprehended his actions when he stabbed Gemma. "Absolutely," he replied, memories of the night he woke up to doors slamming open, peacekeepers dragging his parents away, his tiny hands gripping on to their pinkies as he watched them slip away, never to be seen again. They stole them from him. He knows exactly what he has done. He stares at Geoff's feet, not even looking at him as he let the rambling continue. When he finally stopped, Derald muttered as he finally looked up, "I hope so too." He was tired of smiling, tired of laughing, he dropped all facade and let his face morph to whatever emotion it liked. It would be better if no one visited his grave anyways, no one to hurt, no one to worry, no one to mourn. He didn't have many friends, that helps. Pain he felt? He already lived with that for a lifetime.

Derald snapped out of it when he noticed Geoff shifted and two knives came straight for him. His eyes widen, arms out to swipe away the blades while trying to dodge. He cursed under his breath, bringing him back to the reality of this. He watched Geoff fall to defeat, screaming at them to kill him already, do what they always wanted to do. For the first time, Derald truly ignored Xavy's words, tempted to ask him to shut up. Well isn't that a role reversal? And you know what? "Shut up, Xavy." He almost shout at him to wake the hell up because Gemma wanted him to fight to the very end. But Derald selfishly shut himself, feeling horrible but knowing that all of this hell could end faster if they just killed him as he wish. "That ain't what we want," He said, picking up one of the knives that flew at him. Now both hands with a knives, they felt a lot more at ease, putting his ambidexterity in the comfort zone. The only thing bothering him is how both weapons have shed so much blood and he's carrying double the burden. He stabbed Geoff down, gritting his teeth, shaking his head slightly, "We just wanna go home." If this was what it takes, they'll do it. He'll do it. District 10 could probably live without him, but he couldn't. The only things worth living for and going back to are Tess, Darrin and the animals, and that's more than enough drive for him.

Derald's Items:
- 1 Knife, Dusk, naming his weapons cause he's coolz like that.
- 1 wooden tap in his tight pants
- 1 pair of bloody shirt, pants and boots with hideous colour sense
- 1 set of raw fox meat and skin
- meager amount of cooked meat
- 1 bag to hold stuff. Except the tap.

Attack to Geoffy. Sorry orphan buddy :c

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The cannon sounded for Gemma's death, echoing throughout the arena.

((So damage for trap dice are switched per making an equal fighting chance for all tributes and so first trap goes to Derald, second to Xav from the last round.))

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There was a person kneeling there on the ground, bawling. He didn't know who he was anymore, but all he wanted to do was stop being that person, because it wasn't who he used to be. He was gone, but his body still appeared to be breathing, and he wished it would stop. He wanted to go back to the rest of him, but the rest of him had left and this half had fallen behind. He hoped that soon it would get the message and hurry along. Time was a'wasting.

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_inline_miffkf1cZP1qz4rgp

Shut up? When was the last time anyone had said that to me? I stumble back a step, and marvel at the thought of those words being used on me. How the times have changed. The canon goes off as he's talking, but it's just for the girl; how sad. I almost don't feel like using the energy to take the other one's life. I stand there for a second, watching him be pitiful, before Derald says something else. We just want to go home
I step forward yet again, strike out yet again. Derald's right. I do want to go home. And I don't have time to deal with those that don't. Rose and Will and Mom and Dad are all waiting for me, and I'll be damned if this quitter is going to make them wait longer. So I slam my shield down into his bawling mass and wait for the feel of flesh pierced by metal. Because that's the feeling of home.

Attack to Geoff

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Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_lrbvz2jZSm1qmegcko1_500

Derald stepped back while Xavy went up to Geoff. His noticed how Xavy stared at him after that phrase, as if very insulted by that and Derald gave him a 'what?' look back as he shrugged. The sound of it bashing onto a body sounded sicker than it should've. He wiped both knives clean again, streaks of red left to stain the blade. Holding both knives in his right hand, he walked up to the boy who lost all will to live. Derald knelt down in front on him and with his left hand, it left from holding the wound to holding onto Geoff's shoulder, squeezing with for comfort. He then closed his eyes as he jutted the knife forward into him. What kind of sick comfort was that? His eyes were only closed for a second from the expected, or hopeful, impact. Hands trembling as he let go, a bloodied imprint on Geoff's shoulder left from his wound he was pressing. It took a lot to get up, his side immediately piercing him with pain. His eyes fall to Geoff's body then to his knife, rather hoping to see more blood on the knife than to look for the damage it caused.

Derald's Items:
- 1 Knife, Dusk, naming his weapons cause he's coolz like that.
- 1 wooden tap in his tight pants
- 1 pair of bloody shirt, pants and boots with hideous colour sense
- 1 set of raw fox meat and skin
- meager amount of cooked meat
- 1 bag to hold stuff. Except the tap.

Attack to Geoffypoo :c

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It seemed like Geoff was on his last leg and fading fast.

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The boy on the ground felt himself speeding along on the path towards his identity, but he was growing impatient. He could see faces in swimming in front of him, but hardly recognized them. They were helping him forward though. He felt no pain. He felt nothing. He was completely detached. There was nothing to feel. Soon, he thought, and smiled.

His hands are shaking. I guess mine are too. That's why I can't get this job done, right? We're just both too exhausted, too done to finish it right. Derald pulls back from the boy, but the guy's still breathing and I haven't heard a canon, so I slam the shield into him yet again. Just to be sure. Then I step back, look to my ally.
Or what's left of him.
I never thought I'd miss that goofy smile, his constant jabbering. But now I almost want it all back. He doesn't look right, all stone-faced, almost cold. That's my style, not his. I can't stand to watch him any longer, so I look up, towards the cave ceiling. The sky's out there beyond it, covered with hovercrafts and Capitol technology. How many of us are left anyway? "I don't suppose they'd let us go home just yet," I say. Couldn't they just airlift us out right now? Avoid the inevitable? But both Derald and I know that's not what they want.

Attack to Geoff

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Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_mq3e9lL2Cs1r032zxo2_250

Derald this time stared at Geoff as Xavy gave him one last hit before his body slumped onto the ground, lifeless as it was for the past I dunno, half an hour? Except now they can only hope of hearing the canon sooner or later. Sooner would be better though, he didn't want to stare at it any longer. It's not even Geoff anymore, just the shell of who he once was. Derald finally tore his eyes away from it when he felt another pair on him. Looking to Xavy, he realised how relaxed his mouth was, his own eyes no longer lighting up like it used to. He didn't like that at all. Derald looked down on the ground as his ally looked up, keeping his face away from him. He looked back up with a pathetic smile, "Might s'well be bringin' the trolls back for the party too. We could all have a nice cold beer and all." Only then he remembered the trolls, looking out of the cave as he saw tons of them staring up to the mountain top, giving Derald the chills. He wanted his old self back as well, but he just didn't have the will nor energy to pull it through. He left it silent between them for awhile, as if secretly wishing what Xavy said would come true. If they waited long enough maybe a miracle could happen. Even if he knew it wasn't going to happen.

Still, he took the silent time thinking about what to say. He took a breath in, about to say something and then stop himself again. For the first time, it's like he's actually thinking about his words, because he may not have many more of those left. "What's it like in 12?" Again, the words didn't exactly processed through his brain, it was a question out of curiosity, out of the thirst to know about things before he die. A hand rubbed over his face lethargically, sighing, "Y'know, I spend so much time with animals I don't think I was very good at making friends." He laughed with the little energy in him, the two looked at each other, friends if they could even could themselves that. He put one of the knives back in his left hand, standing straighter this time. He cleaned the knives on his pants yet again, more blood soaked through that than the deep wound on his right. "If I could even call ya that," Derald shrugged, taking the time of what's left. Just count to 3, it'll be as easy as pie. "I'll race ya." He finally pulled a grin, eyes motioning to the sky, remembering his first words to Xavy when they entered the arena. He pulled his knives and slices down at his partner. He wanted to go home; even if no one remembers him. Because he knew that the animals would.

Derald's Items:
- 1 Knife, Dusk, naming his weapons cause he's coolz like that.
- 1 wooden tap in his tight pants
- 1 pair of bloody shirt, pants and boots with hideous colour sense
- 1 set of raw fox meat and skin
- meager amount of cooked meat
- 1 bag to hold stuff. Except the tap.

Attack to Xavypoo :c

Chiiyoko carried out 1 launched of one Attack(Other) :

The cannon boomed for Geoff's death. Then a loud, booming voice appears put of nowhere and echoing through the arena "Welcome to the final 2." This was the end.

(ooc: Skippin rain's deathpost turn like a boss)

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_m6o6m8knwL1qgd8m1o2_250

The mention of "trolls" isn't the same as before. I'm not even worried enough to look at them. The Gamemakers wouldn't end this in any way other than our own betrayal. I let silence fall, though I'm not sure why. Why prolong this? The capitol stay silent as well, so there's obviously no point.
What's it like in 12? That's a question I never expected. What was it like in Twelve? Like I knew that. It seems like a lifetime ago when... stopping those thoughts, I look back at Derald. "It's a lot better than I thought. Coal's pretty annoying though." But he's already talking about animals and friends. "Well that's important in Ten, isn't it? Back home, you just slit their throats for food," I say, though I'm not sure who I meant by that. Animals or friends? "Maybe you just pick the wrong people," I tell him before the silence falls again.
A canon sounds, an announcement's made. Welcome to the Final Two. Silence again. What a joke.
Now it's certain. We'll have to turn. I face my friend, because yes, we can call each other that. I'll race ya. And he's grinning again. "You're on." I feel a smile cross my own face. Then he moves.
I take a dip to the side, the knives coming down to me too fast to use a shield. Then I rotate, slamming the shield towards him. This is the final battle, and I'm going to give it my all.

We all know how this works~

Cowvus carried out 1 launched of one Block(Other) :

Cowvus carried out 1 launched of one Attack(12) :

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Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_inline_mxwdq01RKd1so7j4j

The boy looked up and there he was, Geoffrey Turner, one half of the Turner Twins, one half of one whole. He smiled at himself, and then something hit him and he was free. Geoffrey could see his sister's face now, and those of his parents and Mr. Darcy, and beamed at them. Everything was fine now. Everything was right. He and Gemma were together again, this time forever, and everything was going to be okay.

And with that lovely thought in his troubled head, Geoffrey Turner died.

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RIP Geoffrey, you have been one of the most fun characters to play that I've ever had and I will never forget you. You were exactly what I'd hoped for and more and even though I was never planning to win and that made you expendable, you were memorable and I fell in love with your character and you had your own identity (or rather, half of one ) and all I can say is thank you for being such a wonderful character to write for and you will live on forever in my memory! <333

Geoffrey Turner, district 6 male tribute is dead.

(P.S. this isn't a long death post because I basically did that in my response to Gemma's death post.)

Come away little lass come away to the water, To the ones that are waiting only for you.~ - Page 5 Tumblr_mr9upyNGHW1r032zxo2_250

Derald listened and tried to visualise what 12 would be like. "Ain't it now?" He imagine annoyed Xavy swimmin' in a pile of coal, dust and all and Derald chuckled to himself. No matter how horrible a district is to live in, there were always things to make up for it and more. He looked up to Xavy as he talked about slitting animals up. His eyes widen in amusement as he laughed, "Xavy, that's just plain cruel now!" It hurt to laugh, his waist crying in pain. He let the laugh die down as Xavy replied to him. Derald shrugged, "Maybe. Or maybe it's just me." Tess always said that he had a problem but she never got the chance to tell him what. Maybe if he goes back home, he'll ask. Derald shifts his weight around as he heard the canon, giving one more glance to Geoff, and close by Gemma. He kept quiet as he thought about them, about all those that had to die. And now only one stands in the way to home. It's almost hard to believe, actually. It felt like yesterday when Xavy pushed him into the sea to get ahead of him to the Cornucopia, but it's probably been ages.

Derald looked up as an announcement came along. And did nothing but confirm and mock the fact that they are the last two standing, so go on, kill each other. Derald bowed towards the mouth of the cave until it started hurting again, "Ain't that a nice lil warm welcome. Thanks a bunch!" He turned back to Xavy, eyes tired and hope dying. He wasn't expecting a reply, but Xavy did. And the grin widen as it spread across his face. He could feel his knives hit the shield as the sounds of the very last fight began. Xavy spun to try and slam the shield but came up too short as Derald stepped aside. He jumped back in to parry, slashing them at an open area and the other at the shield, hoping for reflexes to make him shift his defense to another area.

The last lap of the race, and there can only be one winner. No one ever remembers second place.

Derald's Items:
- 1 Knife, Dusk, naming his weapons cause he's coolz like that.
- 1 wooden tap in his tight pants
- 1 pair of bloody shirt, pants and boots with hideous colour sense
- 1 set of raw fox meat and skin
- meager amount of cooked meat
- 1 bag to hold stuff. Except the tap.

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Chiiyoko carried out 1 launched of one Attack(Other) :

(Ari said she would allow me and Rain to?)

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