Auk is too OP to be left alive
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everyone stops and takes a moment to celebrate
hitthepin wrote:
He's not THAT OP. He's just good.
Having skill is too OP, needs nerf.
Lmao
that's so like oof tho
just charging at someone and trying to snap their neck
Lol
it's gonna work CN trust me
Sep 3, 2020
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#630
ChessNerd1320 wrote:
that's so like oof tho
just charging at someone and trying to snap their neck
Glad that you approve.
We are both dead
we have both gotten killed
Well oof saved my life
How
Using magic and the power of necc snappin
Sep 3, 2020
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#635
Of course I'll check it out. I can't to read it.
Didn't you already write a story about the creation of your KOTL, though?
Sep 3, 2020
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#636
toxic_ness_2 wrote:
hitthepin wrote:
Of course I'll check it out. I can't to read it.
Didn't you already write a story about the creation of your KOTL, though?
Well this story is different
its about the days before it began
like, from the shopkeepers view (not really, it is more in another key kotl character, 121)
Ok. That sounds cool.
but at least now a 1/3 chance of winning!
“YAHHHH!!!!”
Sep 3, 2020
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#640
Chapter 12: Rick
Rick was truly losing it.
Not the Thirst Games, no. He was winning the Thirst Games. At the very least, he’d get third place, which was pretty impressive for someone who nobody knew.
No, Rick was losing his sanity. He’d heard the seventeen cannon shots boom, seen the seventeen faces in the sky.
Yet somehow, Rick swore that he’d seen the dead tributes among him. They were always lurking behind trees and bushes, always just out of sight, just out of reach. Rick had never hallucinated before, but he had to be undergoing that now. It was the only logical explanation. Right? Right.
He hadn’t gone to the feast. Now, he was sincerely regretting it. He was actually starving, now. Starving, feverish, and unequipped. He needed something to happen. A miracle. Anything.
A capsule dropped down next to Rick. He desperately opened it up, barely registering the sight of the bagel before it went down his throat.
The healing effects worked rapidly, until Rick was suddenly fully healthy once more. Wounds that he didn’t remember suffering from knitted themselves closed, the pounding headache faded, and strength returned to his muscles.
Rick flexed his muscles and slashed his sword through the air. He was doing all right, now. He might actually stand a-
Footsteps. Off to the right.
Rick turned. “Come on out! I won’t hurt you, I promise.”
Nothing happened. Rick continued to stare out into seemingly empty space for about a minute.
Was he still going insane, even after eating the bagel? How did the bagel contend with mental injuries?
Just as Rick concluded that he was hearing things, somebody stepped out.
“Hello,” Nubby greeted politely.
“Nubby! Thank goodness I found you,” Rick replied enthusiastically. “Come on, now. We’re going to have to work together if we want to take down Auk.”
Rick was going to work with him? This was better than could have been expected.
“Ok.” Nubby made his way over to Rick. “What’s the game plan?”
“Here, come with me.” Rick turned his back and began to walk, and Nubby trotted to catch up. “We’ll go to the center and destroy Auk’s food source. Then, once he’s been starved and weakened, we’ll double-team him and win.”
“Sounds like a good plan.” Nubby looked away and pulled something out of his bag, and Rick took his opportunity, stabbing Nubby straight through.
Or he would have, if the weapon hadn’t bounced right off his skin.
Nubby whirled to look at Rick, the bagel he’d pulled out of his bag in his hand and an expression of betrayal on his face.
“How could you?” he asked.
“En garde!” Rick shouted, going in for another attack.
It turned out that Rick also not especially talented at fighting with the sword. He and Nubby were equally matched as they battled back and forth across the area.
Eventually, it happened. Nubby cut deep into Rick’s neck right as Rick stabbed Nubby directly in the stomach, and the both of them collapsed.
And then the both of them pulled out bagels, swallowing them desperately, the food bringing them back from the brink of death.
Nubby lunged forward, his sword forgotten in a moment of irrationality as he grabbed Rick’s head and shoved it under the water of the nearby pond.
Rick struggled and fought, but Nubby had gotten the upper hand. Rick could not escape his fate.
Rick looked down towards the bottom of the lake, and to his horror found a bloated, unrecognizable human corpse at the bottom. Whoever it was, it actually looked fresh and recent. It was no hallucination - that he was absolutely sure of. In his final death throes, addled and with water filling his lungs, he was certain that he wasn’t hallucinating.
Rick finally stopped fighting, going limp. Nubby held him there for a minute more before finally deciding it was safe and dumping the corpse into the water.
A cannon boomed in the distance.
Nubby felt like he was choking. He’d just taken another life. Rick was dead.
He looked under the water into the pool, out of some morbid curiosity, but there was nobody there. No corpse. Nothing.
The cannon boomed. What happened?
Nubby stumbled away, tears running down his cheeks. He didn’t have time to figure anything out. He’d run away. He just had to.
And then there was two.
Glad that you agree.