《Writing test》2.Thrown
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GET OUT.
"Of course, i should have known."
What the hell do i do now. Heh. I guess i just gotta go, aaand there goes the boat... damn.
"Ooooh, whould you look at that, a newbie. Just in time for the games too. Hah!"
Fuck, i don't think that's an angel coming to get me outta here.
"I'm gonna go ahead and guess it's not marbles you're talking about, right?"
"Nope, it's going to be more like the hung*r games."
He towers above me at least twice over and those arms are plated...
"I don't stand a chance do i?"
"Hmm?" Oh shit, he's looking me over. "I don't see why not, you're not the worst we've had. Hah! Now come here follow me."
Not the worst, haaaaa...
"Alright, i guess i have nothing left to lose, i'm already in hell." I shrug and start following him.
"Hmph. That's the spirit."
"Pfft..." Shit! He's heard me! He's looking at me.... Amusement? Was it intentional? What if i...?
"That was lame."
"So?"
"Nothing, i liked it." Yes! He's grinning! Are those hooks? For teeth? For real?
"What are you looking at newbie? Scared?"
"Actually... I was thinking those must be impractical for y'know, eating and all." Please be cool, please be cool.
"Oh but they are practical, just for other things." Shit.
"Point taken."
"Good. Now hold still, and this will only hurt a lot." Here starts the real hell then...
"HUAAAAARRG....."
WELCOME HOME.
"RAAAAARGHUaAAagHaaaahhhhhhahh......."
"HAH! That must have been a new record! Welcome back newbie, how was your trip? HAHAHAHAHA!"
"Aaaaahaaaaaa aaaaahaaaa aaahaa aah is haaah... Is it over?"
"Are you kidding? You've only just gotten started, and what a timing too, game's just about to begin. I'll see you later kid."
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"HELLO DEMONS AND DEVILS IN THIS FORSAKEN CORNER OF OUR LITTLE HELL."
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRR!!!!!!"
"HAH HAH HAH! I SEE EVERYONE IS ALREADY EXCITED! WELL THEN WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, LET'S INRODUCE OUR NEW PARTICIPANTS! ALMOST A HUNDRED NEW IMPS THAT WILL NOW BE SENT TO THE PIT!!!"
"TO THE PIT!! TO THE PIT!!! TO THE PIT!!!! TO THE PIIIIT!!!!!!!"
"DOWN THEY GOOOOO!"
YOU HAVE BEEN THROWN INTO THE PIT. RECORDING ACTIVATED.
"Gaaah.. *throb* where?" I stand up in what seems to be a forest with a throbbing headache.
"GYAAAAH!" A red skinned humanoid attacks me with a swipe of it's arms from my left towards my head.
"Shit!" Duck. It's arms pass over my head and it's body is now right next to me. Hit. I hit it's midsection with a left, it doubles over. Grab. Hit. Right foot forward, left pivots. I grab it's front with my left hand and hit it's nape with my right elbow. It goes down. What the hell is that? I squat and flip it sideways, red skin, small yellow eyes and two little horns on it's forehead. Small, perhaps a third of an average human.
How did it manage to swipe at my head? Wait. I look at my hands, red with four fingers and little black claws. What. My body is red too and my feet have little claws. The. I put my hands to my forehead, two horns, the size of my finger.
"FUCK!"
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