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Fandom Deadman Wonderland (Accepting - Limited)

Chesire was caught off guard at the cloud, and felt the razor-like feathers spear his skin. But again he rolled away with incredible speed, and laughed at the pain now emanating from his arm and shoulder, where the feathers hit. He pointed up in the air, following her with his hand. And then she felt pain, like she'd been shot in her leg, then hip. Funny thing was, she didn't see him shoot anything.


Now Chesire smiled with confidence as he aimed for her wings. Maybe if he could disable them...


He was fast on the ground, and he could jump, dodge, and run truly like a cat.


@CrimsonEclipse
 
Juushiro turns. He blinks. His eyes widen. He pales. He'd probably offer to give her some, if his thoughts didn't consist of 'ShitshitshitshitshitSHITshitshitshit-' Well, you get the idea.


-2 Years and 1 Week Ago, Deadman Wonderland File Room-



I bet they’ve got something I can use in here…” Juushiro mutters. He’s been looking for the location of this room for a while now. Being able to blackmail a place like Deadman Wonderland is a great contingency plan for if he ever ended up in the prison… carnival… thing.


He is cut off from his musings when an oddly placed file catches his eye. He grabs it, cocking an eyebrow at the name assigned to its contents. “
The Wretched Egg? Weird name…” He flips it open.


What…?” His eyes widen further the more he reads, his skin becoming progressively paler. “What the heck…?” He shakily slips it between his arm and body when he finishes. Blackmail is blackmail, after all, even if it’s scary as hell. He then proceeds to run out of the place, not knowing that he’d return in a week, for an entirely different reason.


-The Present Time-



‘Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!’ Violently shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Juushiro offers the strange girl a shaky smile, withdrawing a chocolate bar from somewhere or another on his person. “Here.” He says, offering it to her. “Just keep away. Please.” He says shakily, then casually’ makes his way to the area of the room farthest from her. And by ‘casually’, I mean he runs like hell.
 
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Thane saw the whip of blood and managed to create a large thin disk to block it like a shield. Thane kept control of it with the strand of blood that still connected to his cut and moved it like a third arm to block his neck. CRACK! The disk shattered on contact with the whip but managed to bounce the whip back.


With his right arm Thane made a second disc and threw it in a hard uppercut towards his opponent quickly after recovering from blocking the whip strike. He kept his pace from the other guy knowing that he could probably out distance those whips and kept himself in a boxer's stance. It's just like boxing, but a lot more deadly... He thought to himself.


@Peaceswore
 
Ken looked at the disk that was coming to him and once again used his wire to smash away the disk. "I have to wonder how you know about your Sin. Most of us didn't know a damn thing till we entered this heaven/hell." Ken said calmly as he pulled back the blood wire that was still just fine. "You know...you interest me...I won't kill you...though I have no plans on losing." He said as he wrapped the wire around his wrist.


He then sprinted forward trying to close some distance so he could knock out Thane seeing as he honestly was curious about the man. @HawkBlood
 
Alicia watched as the smuggler appeared to have a mental breakdown just by looking at the white haired girl. "That was... Odd" she remarked as he ran off. Did he have Ephebiphobia?





"Hello again, Shiro. How are you?" Alicia asked the girl. She had run into the girl only once before, and it had only been for a minute, just long enough to get her name.
 
Shiro had not understood the random boy’s actions, she noticed shaking in his body and eyes. When he handed her the chocolate bar, she looked down as it sat motionless in her brown mitten. Her red eyes blinked then she held the wrapped bar over to Juushiro, walking over to him quickly, “Shiro needs more than this…she would like some rainbow pudding.” She stopped in her tracks and smiled wide, mouth open and her eyes widened. Oh how she yearned for such delicacy, “Or red bean buns…” she held her tummy and licked her lips, “Do you have any of those?” her red innocent eyes once again stared at Juushiro, hoping for good news.


@Naruyashan


The albino girl had heard her name, and looked to the owner of the words then smiled some, “Shiro is looking for some sweets but only got this chocolate bar. She knows this isn’t enough to fill her…She is very hungry.” She moped, her hands rubbing her tummy as if it moaned for sweets.


@Ian Temero
 
Nathan sat in his cell, bouncing a small rubber ball with a smiley face on it against the wall over and over again. He thought about going to the prisons store to spend his extra cast points on something fun, like a mp3 player or something. Ultimately Nathan decided against this, mainly on the fact that that would require him to leave the sanctuary that was his room. He had it all decorated to fit him, with posters of his favorite creature, the diamondback rattle snake, a small table with some glass bottles on it that held his home made poisons and finally, his centerpiece, a glass cage with a heat lamp meant to hold a snake. Unfortunately he didnt know how the hell he was going to get one into DMW, so it was just for show and Nathan had to use his imagination. But there wasn't much he could do about it, so he just kept bouncing his ball, hoping something would happen soon that would make his day interesting.
 
Thane launched another disc at his opponent. He crouched low and cut two shallow marks on his thighs before matching Ken's advance with a quick rush and then ducking low to deliver a right uppercut to the mans chin with a sharp disc.


"I ain't going to let you that easy," Thane said softly while striking his blow.


@Peaceswore
 
'How does he know how to use his power to his degree?' Ken wondered as he tired to dodge the disk that had been thrown at him. He moved his head just in time, but it did leave a gash on his cheek. Ken watched his every move not letting anything catch him off guard. When the man cut his thighs he was curious again, but knew he needed to take this seriously.


When the blow came for his chin he used his wire to wrap around the mans arm and stopping it centimeters from his chin. Of course he was carful since he was so close to this man who obviously had some training in box. He glared at the man as the blood that was dripping from his cheek began to form into a snake. The snake shot and landed on Thanes shoulder it's fangs ready to bit the jugular. "If you give up...I won't kill you." He said honestly as he stayed on guard. He was especially suspicious of Thane's legs since he had yet to do anything with them. @HawkBlood
 
(I'm baaa~aaack...)


Juushiro, trying-and failing-to reign in his mounting panic, nods. "I-I think so, let me see..." After a minute of searching his many, many pockets, he manages to pull out a slightly pressed, but otherwise pristine bean bun. Offering a silent thanks to who or whatever is watching over him, Juushiro hands the treat over. "Here you go." He offers the best smile he can make given the circumstances, and, all things considered, it's an admirable effort. It's a slightly awkward, terrified smile, but he manages to make one.


Meanwhile, his mind has reverted to it's previous state of 'Shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit.'
 
Magdalena was sitting in her room playing the video games she earned with her cast points when she heard the announcement prompting her to head to the ring. "Damn it! I just got to the boss! Ugh!" She left her room and realized she had been in her room so long that she couldn't remember where the arena was. She arrived long after everyone else did.


"Okay, I was paired with Dolli, so... which of these looks like a Dolli?" She then noticed a pink haired boy holding a doll and approached him. "Hey, are you Dolli?" she asked. He looked confused, which Magdalena was used to, being 4'10". "I'm waaaay down here. Hi, I'm Warbler," she introduced herself, though she was unsure of how she felt about her well-being depending on a boy who brought a doll to a deathmatch. "What do you say we finish up our match quickly? I've got Disgaea on pause in my room."
 
Dolli was confused when he suddenly heard a voice speaking to him. Looking around he didn't find anyone and was about to shrug it off as his imagination when it spoke again telling him to look down. Complying he found the source of the noise was a oddly small girl. I guess this is my partner. Beaming at the small girl he swayed in place as he introduced himself to Warbler. "Yea, I'm dolli. I agree let's finish this up. I want to go play."
 
"Sorry I'm late, I got lost on my way here. Did I miss anything?" Magdalena asked. She looked around and scanned both cages. "Nope, I don't recognize anyone here. I can never keep up with what happens in this place," said the girl who hardly leaves her room as she started to pick her nose. "Do we know who we're fighting yet?"
 
"I may just regret ever acting like the rest of these freaks but in order to survive, one must act as crazy as the bunch." Rikako sighed, her arms gently resting beside her body as blood seeped through the pores of her skin, not much strands twirling around yet but only a few at this time. It didn't take much of her blood to create a scythe but she also wanted to determine how powerful her opponents were. She wasn't one to keep up on everyone's profiles nor did she often time focus on other matches when she was free but there was no doubt Tamaki placed all the powerful ones together in this Corpse round. He's probably trying to get rid of half of us...I wonder how this will turn out?
 
"Oh wait, my mistake! We're not working together; we're going to kill each other, Dolli!" Magdalena said as she took a closer look at the display monitor. "That was quite a mix up on my part. Let's see... our match is in Cage 3. I don't know if you want to hold hands and skip on our way there..."
 
Dolli smiled innocently at the small girl. Soon I will revel in the feeling of her blood on my skin. Nodding he held out his hand. "Just because we are enemies in the cage doesn't mean we can't be friends out of it. Does it?"
 
Magdalena really didn't think he was going to say yes to that. "Um... Yeah, let's go!" she said with faked enthusiasm. Taking his hand, the two of them trotted their way to Cage 3. Well, he brought his doll to a fight-to-the-death. I shouldn't have put this past him, she thought.


Once inside the cage, they separated and Magdalena stared down her opponent. Since she couldn't be bothered with other people in this place, she had no idea what he was capable of. "May the best deadman win," she said before biting the tip of her tongue, which turned completely red and extended a few feet out of her mouth.
 
Humming softly Dolli placed Nike in his blind spot before turning to his opponent. Nike would act as his extra pair of eyes when he couldn't see. Smiling eagerly at his opponent he pressed his nails in his fingertips until they bled. The blood extended a few feet and twisted to small twelve inch dolls with no faces and spikes instead of hands. "Agreed. Let's play."
 
Even his blood is obsessed with dolls, Magdalena thought. She looked for a way to end this fight quickly, and decided she would attack from the side, so she would only have to deal with one doll. Crouching down, she burst forward in a sprint. Her tongue extended to a length of ten feet and swung at the doll on the right. With a wet 'thwack,' she slapped the doll away and went straight for the side of Dolli's head, hoping she could knock him out in one blow.
 
Smile turning gleeful Dolli stumbled backwards barely dodging the kick, seeming completely unfazed from the attack. He pulled his hands back as he did so bringing the blood dolls flying toward them. They twisted in the air and flew toward the girl. Silly girl, that was such a simple attack
 
When the dolls came flying at her, Magdalena made note of the strings connecting them to Dolli. She wrapped her tongue around them and, with one tug, she pulled the dolls out of the air. A second tug pulled Dolli toward her, forcing him into close range combat. It was the best choice she had with her tongue being occupied by the dolls, since now her short arms and legs had a chance to do some damage. She gave Dolli a rough kick to the chest.
 
My dolls! Dolli yelped in surprise as he was pulled forward. He grunted as he was kicked in the chest stumbling a little. Not one to quit very easily he quickly moved forward recovering from his surprise and gave the girl a hard head but. He hoped it would shock her into letting the strings go.
 
Magdalena took a few steps back as blood dripped from her brow line. Perhaps close combat was a bad idea, she thought. Changing tactics, she removed her tongue from the doll strings, and wrapped it once around Dolli's left shoulder, then his chest, then his right shoulder. Before he could respond, she pulled hard on his arms, painfully stretching the pectoral and deltoid muscles, possibly tearing them. Unfortunately, that was all she had time to do before her vision blurred from the head injury. She did her best not to let Dolli go before her sight came back.
 
Your dead. Dolli giggled feeling some muscles rip in in his arms, trying to cover up his pain. I'm done playing games. Concentrating on his dolls he formed a giant four foot one. It charged forward bladed hands swiping at the girl.
 
With her impaired vision, she could only make out a blurry, red silhouette and realized that Dolli must have made another doll. When it charged toward her, it became apparent that she could no longer hold Dolli. She let him go and immediately used her tongue to protect herself from the doll. Frantically, she swatted at the doll, but it sliced her tongue a few times. As long as it swung those bladed arms, offense was her best defense, so she used her tongue to sweep its feet out from under it. After it fell, Magdalena shot her tongue out directly at Dolli's face, hoping to knock a few teeth out.
 

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