Thirst Games

and this is why i didn't like that bot

Oof. I died I guess, but third isn’t bad.

o.0

i was the 3rd to die, apparently

this is so sad

and i didnt even have dialogue

y'know....

There's actually a game similar to this.

https://goosegame.io

If you read the description it's 'a group of vicious geese thrown into an arena'

Chapter 13

Nubby observed the world behind him, slowly decaying. Reality itself was being erased behind him gradually, becoming a mute void. 

He’d heard tales of this happening in previous Thirst Games, yes, but he’d never witnessed it with his own eyes, and boy, did it look confusing. What even was this? How did the Mayor have this much power? 

He shook his head before sprinting towards the middle of the arena. He was being forced to go there, anyway. Might as well get there quickly, before auk did, and try to get in a superior position. 

And so, Nubby made his way through the arena towards the center, the golden goose statue still standing tall and proud. 

He burst into the clearing and noticed several things going on at the same time. 

First off, there was Auk, having entered the other side of the clearing a hundred feet or so away. Secondly, the golden goose statue between them seemed to have been restocked with all manner of weaponry, armor, and supplies. 

Most surprising of all, however, were the eighteen human beings standing. And it wasn’t as though they were just standing around, oh no. They stood together in neat, orderly fashion, three rows of six, and they all looked absolutely horrible. 

“Hey, you two! Did you miss me?” Eryxc asked, her neck sickeningly twisted ninety degrees to the side.

“None of you joined my KOTL! What on earth are you waiting for?” Hip asked, several deep gashes standing brazen on his body. 

“I didn’t get any lines before, and this is my first one,” Ethan said bitterly, not even looking at the arrow that had impaled him. 

“What are we even doing here?” Tomato whispered. 

“We’re standing in rows,” Pin replied. He vomited a great amount of pond water onto the ground. 

While this conversation had been taking place between all these people, Nubby and Auk had snapped back to their senses and were now rushing towards the goose statue and the resources within. 

Rick pointed at Nubby. “He killed me. I want my revenge.” 

“Auk killed me. I guess I’d like to kill him,” Tomato admitted. 

“Hey, maybe that’s what we’re supposed to be doing!” Pin realized. “Rather than being comic relief, we should be a terrorizing force attacking the final two tributes!” 

Nobody else seemed to have any problems with this, and so the eighteen dead raced forward, hungry for just a little more blood and death. 

Auk and Nubby raced ahead, grabbing whatever they could at the bottom of the statue before immediately being surrounded by the fallen tributes. With no other place to go, the both of them began to climb. 

Nubby tried to shoot an arrow at Auk, but it flew wide and randomly hit Quach down below, who intellectually complained about. Auk charged in, and Nubby barely pulled out his sword to parry it. 

It was more sword fighting, but this was the hardest fight of Nubby’s life. Although technically, he’d only been in one fight so far, but still. Auk was a strong and tough opponent, constantly pushing Nubby back. Nubby fought harder than he’d ever fought in his life, but it was still not enough. He was still dancing to Auk’s tune. 

Nubby got backed up to the edge of the statue. Everyone gathered below him, sensing a kill about to happen. He felt the lightness in his bag and knew that there were no bagels left in there. 

He took a gamble and lunged to the side. Auk predicted the move and kicked at Nubby, causing the latter to trip and fall right onto one of the wings of the Goose. 

It impaled him straight through, and now Nubby knew that he was truly screwed, slowly bleeding out. 

Auk made his way over to Nubby slowly and carefully before reaching him and raising his sword for the killing blow. He was never one for dramatic final words, that Auk. 

Nubby desperately kicked out at Auk. The wing of the Goose torn through his skin, shredding his body, and he screamed in pain. 

But it worked. Somehow, thanks to dumb luck, it work. Auk’s sword missed, and he went plunging off the statue into the hungry crowd. 

Nubby just lay there, unable to move, just wishing that Auk would die. Auk was surely dead, right? 

No. He was not dead. It seemed as though Auk had some bagels of his own, and was fighting off eighteen people at the same time through the benefit that it brought. 

They all attacked Auk, but they made no progress. So, too, did Auk attack them, to no effect. The dead tributes all suffered fatal wounds at his hands, but you can’t kill something that’s already dead. 

Auk tried to push through the crowd and escape. He could not. Auk tried to climb back onto the Goose statue. The other tributes grabbed hold of him and dragged him down. 

It now became a desperate battle for survival, Auk rapidly running out of bagels while Nubby ran rapidly out of blood. 

It got to the point where Nubby could not keep his eyes open. He could not stay awake. He had lost too much blood, suffered too many wounds. His vision was entirely consumed by blackness, his breathing slowing and his heart fading. 

A cannon boomed in the faraway distance. Who was that cannon for? Him? Auk? Did it even matter anymore? 

The Mayor shouted in excitement her declaration, although to Nubby, it sounded like the faintest of whispers. 

“And the winner of the 69th Thirst Games is…”

VICTORY 

I think that's all.

Bro I camped until I had to attack

Me in MM lol

Exactly. 

Who won?

nubby won

Did you READ it?

Yes

Then you would know. 

Oh.

I read it.

I got confused at the end

Im sorry for having bad eyesight

You do it

oka's new excuse is bad eyesight

wow