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Fandom Deadman Wonderland (Accepting - Limited)

The ambient was tense, a lot of people had already arrived at the cages, yet he took his time. Gareki had been paired with the girl of earlier, of that who he didn't remember her name. She looked alright, he only hoped he wouldn't have to die to make this match go trough, but, soemthing in him let him trust her. Gareki walked slowly to the match, the place was huge, and that a disadvantage and advantage at the same time, probably because when you walked from one place to another you'd do the excercise of three compelte days. He finally arrived, looking around the place.


“Marvelous…so which one of my birds will shine over the others? Which ones will die…” the announcer said, he hated that dude, he wished he could just to him to go fuck himself, but the guard would smack him.


''To wait then.''
 
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Rosinante smirked as they walked, so he didn't mind which gender he was referenced as that was good as it meant Rosinante could now use either gender opening more opportunities in the grand scheme of things. "Well then i'm going to refer to you as a female as it means I can get my charm on." Rosinante said smiling before he heard the announcement and his smile faded. " Well it seems I may have to buy you a doll later." Rosinante said sighing before a slightly smirk appeared over his face. "In fact i'll make you a deal, get out of this event unscathed and i'll buy you three dolls." Rosinante said smiling before he began to walk to the arena area.
 
Thane raised his over his eyes to block the fierce sun as he stepped out of the armored car. A dozen armed guards stood outside the car and clamped some high tech cuffs on him. Foolish Thane thought to himself. The guards formed a circle around him and moved him towards a large elevator. CLANK. The cuffs that were on his wrists had been split open and fell nosily to the garage floor. The guards all looked at Thane ready to shoot.


"Don't mind him, he does that a lot but never fights" the driver of the armored car said before driving away. Thane looked at the guards with a blank face. The rest of the trip to his cell was uneventful. He felt as though he was being paraded around as he walked through the halls surrounded by guards.


"Don't cause any trouble and your free to walk around G-block" a guard mumbled when they got to his cell "oh and if you cut or remove that collar, you die... instantly" The guard smirked after saying that last disturbing sentence.


As the door closed behind him he heard a guard say "how long do you think he'll last in the games?" Thane looked around his empty room and sat down on the bed. What the hell is this kind of prison he thought as he leaned back onto his new bed.
 
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Ken was beyond pissed at the moment. He was awaken from his sleep just to go do some sort of game and when he heard who is partner was that worsened his mood. 'I feel sorry for anyone that I go against I want to see blood.' He thought as he made his way to the arena. 'Who knows...maybe my partner can be a good meat shield and at the end just before I win he dies. That would be great.' He couldn't help bust smirk at this as he once again began to play with his switchblade. "But damn it! I'm exhausted!' He suppressed a yawn as he entered, but soon was forced to let it out, but he played it off as if he were bored instead of tired since he didn't want his sleepiness be used against him.
 
Chesire, now sitting alone in the cafeteria, watched the announcement. He sighed, and spoke softly to himself. "If Chesire is chosen, Chesire will hunt the birds as asked. It doesn't mean he has to do so without a grin. Kitty cat Chesire loves to grin!" He smiles to himself, and jumped off of the stool he was sitting on. He skipped out of the room, and down the hall, towards the arena.


'This place will be fun, for Chesire.' He thought to himself.
 
Dolli smiled at Rosinante as he made a decision to refer to him as a female. He was about to speak when the announcement came on. So it seems the real fun is just beginning. He was disappointed when Rosinante post poned his doll but appeased when he said he would get him three. Nodding in agreement he smiled excitedly at Rosinante. Three dolls is always better then one. Following behind him to the arena area he wondered if he would have to kill his brother. I hope not. If anything I'll just try to knock him out.
 
"Aren't I lucky. I get Widow as my partner. Think you can keep up with delicate little Thrush?" Often enough, the girls were given weaker sounding bird names, though, there was that Vulture - her name was due to the cannibalistic issues the spectators loved to watch. Despite how disgusting and disrespectful a lot of people here were, Rikako still didn't display fear - best to face and conquer it. Otherwise, one will always hate and fear others. Right, it was perfectly acceptable to hate Tamaki - that piece of shit. "Actually, I'm quite fond of most of the people here, so anyone would be a great pick but maybe, just maybe you and I can feed off each other with our blood. Think you can work together well with a woman?" she spoke softly, and in no means to disregard Widow's talents or degrade him in any way. More or less, she was thrilled to have a veteran as her partner.


@Sugar
 
Man, it stinks in here!" One of the guards, a new guard to be exact, said as they passed by a certain room. The distinct sound of chewing and gnawing, accompanied by muffled screams and groans. "Shut up!" His superior whispered in his ear. "The Vulture is eating. One of the fresh meat must have thought she's easy prey. Best be out of here before she finishes her meal." He said as they hurried their pace. Not that you can blame them. The whole vicinity near that room indeed reeks of death. Both Deadmen and guards avoid passing by if possible, the stench alone was enough to make anyone's knees soft, but the prisoner who owns the room is the real reason people dread going there. She was a feared inmate, and not only because she was a Deadman.


A few minutes, make that half an hour, after the guards have left, a woman emerged from the room. She was a looker, a beautiful face, of course if you just ignore the fact that her left eye is sewn shut, a great body, and strangely alluring silver hair and violet eye. She looks really elegant and innocent, of course this would be true except for the fact that her clothes has blood all over it and her mouth is caked by drying blood. "Man, what would I do without those foolish fresh meat. It's been a week since my last meal in the Carnival and it's not like anyone would just go near me. Maybe it's time to try out 'normal' food. Hopefully they'll taste close to my usual diet." She said to herself.


As Yukinoshita was heading to the cafeteria, somethng interesting caught her attention. "Team match? Meh, same old match. No wait... come to think of it, team match means one more opponent, which is double my usual meal." She said, a grin breaking on her face as she realize this wonderful opportunity. "Heck, if my partner gets in my way, I might be having a three meal course." And with that, she headed to the cafeteria, cackling and laughing crazily as she walked.
 
Kikiyo was stunend at the announcement. 'Are fucking kidding me!?! A team match!! Ugh that means I'll have to use more blood. And my partner could be that creep Joker, but what if it's Hina. That'd work well, but I highly doubt they'd pair us knowing we're siblings. I wonder who my partner is then.' Kikiyo thought standing from his crouching position and looking at the other two deadmen.


"Well looks like we'll have to race to the cages. You in?" He asked them smiling brightly. "Maybe one of you are my partner!"


@Newtype
 
Chesire Watched the announcement, and giggled. "I'm no bird, I'm a cat! Silly mouse." He said, hopping off his stool. He started to skip out of the room, and down the hall to the arena.
 
"What the hell is the carnival corpse?" Thane said to himself as he laid back onto his bed. Just as he was starting to feel relaxed he felt his stomach growl. "Damn I better find some food."


After getting lost more than once he finally found the cafeteria. He got himself a steak, some mashed potatoes and green beans but then he realized that food here costs something called credits. The meal he just procured cost him a fith of his total credit amount. Thane felt pretty sour as he sat down at an empty table and started to eat his under cooked steak. "Not even worth ten dollars..." he mumbled.
 
Here Are the Match Line-Ups


A Glorious Day Awaits Us


“In anticipation by our lovely supporters, we have built two more stages. I am proud to announce that every single one of you will be fighting at the same time!” The chicken-costume freak spoke with cheerful enthusiasm, almost as if to encourage everyone to have fun rather than be so serious. “Now, I know you have all been so eager to know who you will fight against. In cage number one, right behind me, the Deadman inside here will be team Crescent Fox and Vulture versus team Nether and Chesire. Please make your way towards cage number one!” he hollered out as he flapped his wings up and down rather quickly.


“Now, coming in at cage number two, on my left, will be Thrush versus team Foxy and Dragon! Please make your way to cage number two! And finally, cage number three to my right…inside will be team Dolli and Warbler versus team ! Oh so exciting! Make your way to cage number three!” He was nearly falling off his pedestal from up high in a smaller cage. He twirled around then started the timers. “I almost forgot to say, if you take out your opponents within five minutes, you will receive double cast points. So be on your best display for our supporters. Some may even throw in more cast points or candy.” He laughed uncontrollably before he waited for everyone to take their positions.


As for the layout of each cage, number one had plenty of large trees and boulders; number two had more open space with random brick walls spread about; and number three was enclosed in unbreakable glass within the cage itself, hotter temperature inside and a few trees spread around.
 
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"I wonder how this will turn out. " Dolli muttered as his team was announced. Sure vexo is powerful but so is Joker and Kat. Can we really beat them? Cluching Niki tighter he became determined remembering the deal. Im going to win and when I do I am going to get more dolls! Pouting in determination he turned and headed toward his cage. There he waited excitement building as his blood lust grew in anticipation. Tonight someone will bleed. I just have to win and ensure Joker doesnt die before i get my dolls. Seems simple enough. Glancing down at Niki he smirked as a plan came to mind. It's about time I experiment with my ability a little.
 
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Ken walked to his cage with his hands in his pockets and a blank look on his face just like how he always enters. 'Great...I never liked the vulture and I know her moves, but I don't know a damn thing about this Crescent Fox. He has to be one of the new ones. This match is against me...but I may be able to win as long as my partner can be a good meat shield.' He thought as he waited for said partner and opponents.
 

Kitashi Maka

P-hisssssed off.



"Well, credits are boring. I was thinking more along the lines of-" Suddenly, she heard a voice, a voice she resented with severe passion. After the man finished talking, Kat was enraged. Furious. She slammed her fist into the wall. "What. The holy fuck. Is wrong with this guy? Getting off to people killing each other? YOU SICK BASTARD!" She screamed, her attitude completely flip-flopped from what it had been just minutes ago. She looked over at Kikiyo, something from his innocent aura seemed to calm her down some. "Your brother, that's Dolli, is it not? I have to face him in this goddamned arena. And although I disagree with it, I will show no mercy in this fight. Hate me if you will." She may have felt bad, if she wasn't out for blood.


Kitashi has only lost a couple of the Carnival Corpses over the last few years. She was fierce. Maybe not the strongest, but sure has a hell of a bite. Not to mention her acrobatic skills are incredible.




 
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Chesire arrived just as the names were given. He slid his eyes over to Nether, and grins.


'He will be a beautiful distraction for Chesire' he thought, sadistically.
 
"Who the hell is the vulture?" Thane said louder than intended as he finished his meal. He assumed that he was the fox the anoucement had talked about because a few prisons back the guards had nicknamed him the fox. The cresent part threw him off though. Do they know about my powers? he thought to himself. Maybe there are others like me, on second thought that might be bad...





"I best go find that arena and figure out what kind of game this is..." he said softly to himself.


@CrimsonEclipse
 
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"It's ok Kat it's not you I'm worried about, you have to do it to keep your reputation and survive.That fucking Joker bastard is the one I'm worried about, he's already in Hina's view he'll try to seduce him or something!" He says clenching his fist. 'Hina zdont get yourself killed for some stupid toy!' He thought at the verge of tears. 'No don't show weekness!'


"Ah look look senpai we are on a team together!" Kikiyo says rocking on his heels, mood changing scarcely fast. "we don't have to fight each other yay!" He shouts cheerfully, throwing his arms in the air and twirling. 'I guess befriending them worked out in the end.'


@Newtype
 
Scarlet watched as her future opponents walked towards their respective cages - in fact, they might all be dead in the end so who knows if she will fight them in the future. She sighed then crossed her arms loosely and made her way towards cage two. Her thoughts had wandered off into how she must approach Foxy and Dragon - no one had experience fighting in teams - and these two were knew to her. What could their fighting styles be, their branches, their experience with each other? Tamaki and Horato sprung this as a new, entertaining, and wicked trick to test the Deadmen. Bastards...one day they'll be in pieces.





"Hey, Widow...care to work on some tag team in any way possible while in this death hole? Best to try rather than think one better than the other. Maybe, I'll even let you take me to the floor...if we win." she smiled slightly as she walked towards the steps. Her hand gently grazed his face as she passed, having tried the exact trick he had pulled when she met him earlier in the gym.


@Sugar
 
Yukinoshita headed for the cages, her hunger as strong as ever. But her food wasn't the only reason she enjoyed the Carnival Corpse so much. It's making your enemy suffer that gives her ecstasy the most. Sure, the food is great, but a quiet meal isn't exactly as exciting and appetizing as a meal that's still kicking and screaming. Hearing them plead and scream in agony as her teeth sink into their flesh makes her hunger even more insatiable. Which is why sometimes she is still hungry for more, but of course, there is no more to eat. This time will be different though. There will be more than one, and perhaps, she hoped, for the first time she would have her fill.


"Oh I wish my this Crescent guy would screw up. Oh please let him be a sniveling and pathetic coward." She said out loud. She repeated these words over and over as though it was a mantra. She even started humming, as if praying to some twisted and cruel deity. When she reached the cages, she saw that there was only a few people present. She assumed that most of them were just spectators, not that she would know of course. She hardly even knows who she will fight, how they look like and what their branches of sin might be. Names aren't her strongest point, after all, no one who is in the right mind would ask their food what their name is, right?
 
Ban made his way toward his assigned cage. He held his head at the thought of having to team up with such a ridiculous looking partner. He hoped his partner could fight. He planned to just let his partner fight until they become unable to fight anymore then he'll just step in and end his opponents. Though there are lots of variables in that plan, Ban felt it was the best. Afterall his branch of sin is very handy. This way Ban doesn't risk getting caught up in his partner's mistakes.
 
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Chesire skipped his way to his assigned cage. He seemed...oddly unbothered at the fact this was a deadly battle. He was almost exited looking. Strangly cheery, and quiet.


'Chesire will hunt his mice, and then take a nap.' He thought to himself.
 
Kikiyo stepped into his assigned cage next to Ban. He flops down and crosses his legs next to him. Kikiyo looks up at Ban and smiles, saying "Hey senpai , let's try to work together, ok?" 'Fuck, I don't even know if this guy likes me. What if he tries to hurt me?' "Oh, by the way, I'm a boy." He says taking out his knife from his jacket pocket then throws his jacket out of the cage.
 
Nether looked over at the annoying brat and scratched his head. 'This is not going to be fun...whatever. In the end I'll win...' He thought as he let out a sigh. Under his eyes had small bags showing his exhaustion even though he did his best to hide it. "So brat, how many fights have you been in? Please tell me you know how to use your sin." He asked. @BeyondLovesL
 
"Chesire hasn't been in a fight." He giggled, then added on a moment later. "Chesire was too quick. They didn't have time to fight back." His grin grew, and his eyes gave off a twisted feel. "Stupid mice thought they'd get away from Chesire. Mice were wrong..." He said. "Chesire's 'sin' is new to Chesire, but he knows how to wield it."


@Peaceswore
 

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