Event #8 "The Dice"

[Something]

"Naya" clapped her hands in excitement! FINALLY, some PROPER matchmaking! And even though the "bachelor" was still in a deep slumber - she couldn't wait for any longer and waste any more time trying to wake him up.

All three girls were sitting at the same "lovely" table in the middle of the stage - Nerissa, Becca and Naomi - facing Tristan, who wasn't even moved or untied from the previous "experience". Each girl had one hand tight behind their back to the chair, the other one was free to move around.

"Well well well well well," the woman said her hands placed on her hips. She observed the beauties, who have finally rubbed the sleep out of their eyes, from behind Tristan's back. "Look what we have here," she snorted and played with a D20 dice she found on Amanda's lifeless body. "Time to rock!" And roll.

Meanwhile poor and tired Nancy was waking up backstage, laying down on the floor with a brand new upgrated now with a few long, sharp nails sticking out of it bat. "One by one, sugars," she put the dice in front of them and folded her arms on her chest, waiting.

"Roll the dice!"

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RULES:
1. You should pick a number between 1 and 20 and tell me it via skype PMs. I post the results of the game in one post after each of the members will wake up and "roll the dice" in game. The person in the middle wins - two other characters die. There is no way to cheat to win in this game, but I still have to remind you not to share the numbers you picked with each other.
2. If accidentally two players will pick the same number. They both die - the one with the unique number lives. Although, if all three players accidentally pick the same number - they all die - but that probably (hopefully) not going to happen.
3. DO NOT include the number you've picked in your post. Just state as the last sentence of your post that "X has rolled the dice" and that's it. <3

PARTICIPANTS:
- Becca, Naomi, Nerissa

SPECIAL GUESTS:
- Tristan*, Nancy

POST ORDER:
- none

DATE:
- 25th of September till 2nd of October

*Tristan will remain unconscious before the end of "Event #7".

[Nerissa Clark]

Her neck felt stiff as she came to. Slowly as she was regaining consciousness she could feel her head drooping down, making the back of her neck stretch uncomfortably. As she rolled her head to the side she could feel the muscles crying out in protest. She let out a small groan and made an effort to stretch her arms but she could only move one arm, the other was not budging. She glanced over her shoulder and found it had been tied to the chair. Sure she could try to open up the knot with her right one but it seemed like a knot that needed both hands to undo. And as she looked over at the slightly disturbed and dishevelled looking  Naya she doubted the girl would let her.

Nerissa looked at the other people there, she saw Tristan and Becca and Naomi. Oh, good she was alive!

As the other two girls woke up too Naya made it clear that she wanted them to roll the dice. Easy enough. In her turn she reached for the dice and let it roll on the table.

Nerissa has rolled the dice

[Rebecca Rolfe]

Rebeccas arm. it couldn't move- Why?- She'd jerk the chair annoyed those Egyptian styled eyes opened up, she had no more makeup on she had cried it out. Even without makeup - she seemed to be very pretty-. She saw the dice and blinked looking down at it her now short hair bang, rested in the middle of her face. She recognized those dice- and - picked it up with the untied hand. She rolled it unaware of what it was for. still jerking the chair about to try and get out. Becca hated being tied.it sent panic through her. The dim light made her cringe- the wood of the chair rocking due to noise from her moving.- Her tied hand flexes about trying to get at anything behind her.but- it was unable.-Her the toned body also showed thanks to the bra she wore. Another jerk, this time with the other arm. ..and a growl. it came from her.

Rebecca has rolled the dice.

[Naomi Smith]

Oh. Fucking. Please.

Oh how she wished she could avoid this. She had been so lucky for not getting into these crazy events which others had told her about - until now. This was a nightmare, a true one. She was hurt, mentally and physically. It took her a long time before she realized she could only use one hand. Annoying voice talked to her, saying:

"Well well well well well...".

What the hell was she seeing? Wasn't that Naya, or at least it resembled her a lot. She hadn't saw her either since the fall. What the hell happened to her? Was it even Naya, or some twisted creature...?

Naomi looked around, she sat at the same table with Rebecca and Nerissa. Thank god, she was alive. This whole time she was wondering if her sport gal was still alive somewhere. If this would her last moment, at least she died with knowing she was okay - until this. She wanted to smile to her, and encourage her and Rebecca. She wanted to say something funny, but she knew this wasn't the moment for that. She decided to stay silent, since all the others didn't say a word either.

"One by one, sugars. Roll the dice" that was an order. Naomi couldn't see what others rolled, but it didn't matter. It was her turn.

Naomi rolled the dice.

[Nancy Holmes]

Nancy groaned. Another roomchange so quickly? She had barely been with Kat, Rebecca and Cameron, definitely less long than the times before. She sat up and looked around. This wasn't any of the usual rooms... wait, she recognized this. It was backstage in the auditorium! A glimmer of hope spread in her. Had she just fallen asleep while practising with Arielle back here when they had all been waiting for Aunt Roni? Had this all been just a dream? She allowed herself a wide smile. Nobody was with here here, but she heard voices from the auditorium itself.

She stood up and walked two steps towards the curtains, when her foot hit something causing this something to roll a few centimeters forward. She glanced down to see a spiked bat. ....Had this thing inspired her dream somehow? Like, was that because she took it from Pidge there? She bent down and picked it up. Should be a prop. She touched one of the spikes, nails it seemed, with her index finger. "Ouch!", she exclaimed, when she stung herself. "It's....real....", she mumbled. Why would anyone leave something so dangerous here where it could hurt people? She would toss it in the trash outside the building.

She wanted to continue walking, but hesitated. What if.... this all hadn't been a dream and she... would need it to defend herself? Who exactly was out there? She listened closely, but no more voices were heard. Just some... dropping noise? She couldn't place it. She took a  deep breath in, before she stepped on the stage. But what she saw in front of her, was nothing what she had expected. Three girls were tied to three chairs on her side of a long table. She could only see the back of their heads, but it looked like they were rolling dices. Was that  some kind of new game? On the other side was Tristan, also tied, looking absolutely horrible.

She wanted to dash to him, untie them all, but after one or maybe two steps, she saw another person standing behind Tristan - and she froze. Nancy narrowed her eyes to make out who it was in the dim light. "N-Naya..?", she asked and her eyes widened. She looked...different. Very different. Almost inhuman. She gasped and clasped her hand over her mouth. She looked like...she was waiting for something. "What the hell is going on? Why are they tied? What kind of strange game is that?", she asked and finally gathered the courage to come closer. The closer she got though, the more frightened she got by the looks of the girl. No way this was a human being. It was just something that looked like her. Something evil, something..... something. She gasped again when she realized who this was. Who this only could be. She rose her hand from her mouth and pointed at the monster. "S-So you're behind all this!! L-LET US GO AT AN INSTANT!!!", she ordered with a more or less shaking voice, trying hard to sound authoritarian.

No doubt, she was very afraid of that thing in front of her and it knew that. It looked back into her eyes, probably seeing her fear - and Nancy knew that it knew. She looked extra angry and wrapped both hands around the bat tightly, raising it to her eyelevel. "I- I swear, I'm gonna use this on you...!", she added, a desperate try to make her point clear to the creature. There was still the heavy, wooden table between them and Nancy didn't know if she would have the courage to go to the other side of it.

[Tristan Pendragon]

First Jamie, now Ryan ... He almost lost his brother too ... But instead Phillip loose the one he love ... The thing in Naya play with them like if they were doll only made for obey it and follow his plan. He wasn't able to move, he didn't really get what happen to Thalia. His brain was blank, his eyes staring had the blood escaping Ryan's body ... It's over, he's really gone. He forgot how to breath a moment ... This things take everything who make him happy, who make his life less miserable, the reason he stop to cut himself ... Jamie who was always here for him, never jugging, being a real friend no matter how pitful he was ... And Ryan, he was always sure Ryan would leave him for someone better but he was enjoying their time together. It wasn't perfect, they had to hide ... But it was great ... He can say he love him ... And now he's gone before he could said him ... Everyone go.

He woke up again, his head hurt ... He's still tied up ?! Damn it ... Why ? Did the game isn't finish ? He raise his head ... And he recognize immediately his childhood friend "Becca !" She's alive ! She's alive ! He can't believe it ... He's so happy to see her ... He recognize also Naomie and Nerissa, it would be great to them in another situation ... He look behinf him and saw Naya ... This bitch ... It's not Naya anymore, Naya would never do something like this. He try to force on the tie. "Let me go ! I refuse to let you kill another person I care about !"Jamie, Ryan ... And now Becca is also in danger ... No way, he'll not let her being hurt by a psycopath entity who is boring and think it's god. "N-Naya..?" He frooze, look up ... Nancy ... His heart broke in piece ... Why is she here ? untie ? "S-So you're behind all this!! L-LET US GO AT AN INSTANT!!! I- I swear, I'm gonna use this on you...!" No no ... It's to dangerous ... Nancy need to run ... She can't be hurt too ... "Nancy ! Go away ! The thing in Naya can hurt you with some mind power or some other shit !" He try to free himself again. He can't let Naya hurt someone else ... She's still behind him ... He raise his foot, force ignoring how he need to contort his leg. He place his foot on the table corner, and force. He fall backward hoping hitting Naya, offering some time to Nancy to run ... or attack he don't know what she'll prefer to do ... He just want to avoid her to be hurt like Ryan .... He don't want to lose her, he don't want to lose Becca ... He need to stop being a coward.

[Something]

Well, well, well. How interesting. The dice results were: Rebecca - 6, Naomi - 11 and Nerissa - 13. Ah, so close! "Congratulations, Naomi!" she clapped her hands in excitement. "You won! Now w-"

"Naya's" speech was shortly abrupted by noises coming out from the backstage. Ah, her new minion! Just in time! However, her minion didn't share the same enthusiasm and showered her with a wave of useless questions. Before the creature could let out a groan of frustration the "sleeping beauty" woke up and mumbled a bunch of noises. Oh gosh, getting rid of the gag was a bad idea, wasn't it?

"Let me go! I refuse to let you kill another person I care about!" it yelled, trying to break free. Shortly after he was joined by Nancy, who was trying to look intimidating. HA. How cute.

"I- I swear, I'm gonna use this on you...!" she tried to scare her as she felt her throat closing on her, less and less air was coming in or out. The bald prince was trying to warn her, but, oh no! It was too late.

"What did you say? Didn't hear you clearly!" "Naya" asked playfully, as the girl collapsed on the floor, her face now was turning purple. "FU-" The woman backed away, avoiding the hit from the falling chair. She angrily kicked the man in the face. That moment Nancy felt how air was coming in and out in her lungs again.

"You, IDIOT!" she yelled at Tristan and walked towards Nancy, raising the poor, exhausted girl up by her throat. Despite their insignificant weight difference and the "Naya's" quite thin arms, Nancy couldn't loosen her grip and get out of this trap. It felt like she was held up on a pair of metal wires. "You say or do something stupid like this again and I'll make sure that you will live the rest of your existence in pain and suffering!"

She let go of the girl's neck, letting her fall down on the floor. While the girl regained her strength back, the raven-haired woman approached the table, her eyes met with Naomi. She was a nice match to this bald idiot. Beautiful, obedient... with some fabulous ginger hair. Nice.

"I give you ten minutes to be done with her," she pointed on Rebecca. "Be quick and efficient," she clenched her fist and Nersiaa felt how her insides started burning. In a few seconds, she felt how her body from the inside was caught up in a flame, but there was no visible fire, smoke or anything on the outside. In a few seconds, the girl has finally lost consciousness from a pain shock, her skin was unnaturally red and dry.

"Like this," she finished her lesson as she turned back to Nancy, "And I will think about keeping your life."

Red, green, blue.
"Naya" took a few steps back into the darkness of the stage.

One by one they bite the dust. Only to bring her more.
Better, more beautiful, more efficient.

Red, green, blue.
"See you soon, Tinkerbell," she whispered with her lips and dissolved in the air.

[Nancy Holmes]

Nancy swallowed. The ... thing... didn't exactly look impressed at all. Not that she had thought it would be. Her eyes shot to Tristan when he shouted at her.

"Nancy ! Go away ! The thing in Naya can hurt you with some mind power or some other shit !"
Mind power..? She wanted to ask what this was about, but before she even had the chance to part her lips, she felt something at her throat. Impossible. Her eyes flipped back to it, but Naya-thing didn't even move. How-? She desperately tried to breathe, she felt how the air got thinner and thinner. More magic?! Her hand rushed to her throat, but she couldn't feel anything. Couldn't stop anything, because there wasn't anything.

"What did you say? Didn't hear you clearly!", the thing scoffed.
Nancy let go of the bat to put her other hand on her neck too, but it didn't help. She was already seeing black dots dancing in front of her eyes and the corners of her sight darkening like a vignette. The thing grinned - no air was streaming into her lungs anymore. Shortly after the bat, Nancy herself fell on the floor, desperately trying to breath in, but there was no use. Was this her last moment? Would she die just like this, only because she says she would gonna fight the thing? What a useless death....

Just when she was about to loose consciousness, she heard a loud noise and the grip around her throat loosened. Coughing, she gasped for breath, filling her lungs with lifespending air. Air. She saw from under the table that Tristan was lying on the floor. Was he-?! No... He was alive, screaming. She saw how the thing kicked him in his face. Ouch....! „Tristan...!“, she coughed.

Nancy needed a moment to come to her senses again, but before she really could, the thing was suddenly standing right in front of her. Panicking, she tried to roll under the table or anything, but she wasn’t fast enough. It closed its hand around her neck and raised her up in the air. She tried to struggle against it, to scratch or at least move the hand that was holding her up, but it was like it didn’t feel any pain. It didn’t move a millimeter. The girl made a choked noise. She barely could breath again like this.

"You say or do something stupid like this again and I'll make sure that you will live the rest of your existence in pain and suffering!"
It wasn’t like before when she could barely hear the voices around her, now her words were clearly audible, no mistaken in what she was saying. Just... let go...! What did it want?! In an attempt to make it stop, she nodded - as much as she could, being strangled like that. It seemed to work, because it let her fall to the ground shortly after. She coughed again and pressed one hand against her throat while stabilizing herself with the other arm. She was on her knees, they were probably scratched up and covered with blue spots by now.

She needed a moment before she got on her feet again, unsteady, but standing. Should she have just stayed in the floor? She swallowed. Ah... that hurt. She blinked the tears away, just to see what it was doing to Nerissa. Nancy gasped, not being able to look away when the girl was screaming in pain, not being able to move, and .. what the hell was happening to her? Her skin got red and wrinkled, she was... was she drying out? Her wide eyes stared at her even after she had passed away. What a cruel thing to do.. After the shock, the tears came back again. She winced when the thing talked to her again.

„I give you ten minutes to be done with her. Be quick and efficient, Like this - And I will think about keeping your life."
D-done? The thing pointed to Rebecca. Did it... want her to kill her?? Why the hell did SHE have to do it? Horrified, she looked at it again. So that’s what the new bat was for. To... kill someone. Nancy felt sick to her stomach. It would kill her if she didn’t obey, it had made that clear once more. She stared at Rebecca who was sitting next to her, with tears in her eyes. She wasn’t her friend... but.. she was a human. Was her life less worth than her own? ... No... but she was so afraid. She didn’t want to die...!

She looked back at the thing, leaving the room. Why... did it leave? Did it not want to see it? Or... did it not have to be in the same room to see it? She clenched her fists and pressed them on her eyes. „Please no...! Don’t make me do it...!“, she begged, but it didn’t even react to her. Shit. 10 minutes... she looked to Tristan who was still on the floor. Was he awake..? He seemed to be inconscious. At least she didn’t have to kill him... Her eyes wandered to Naomi. She was definitely passed out, probably after seeing Nerissa’s death. Honestly, Nancy wanted to pass out too right now.

So... there were no witnesses.... 10 minutes... She started to cry louder, trying to control her voice but there was no use. Nobody would save them. So maybe it was even better if she would do it... To.. give her a less brutal death than Nerissa.... With heavy heart and body, she picked up the spiked bat. Quick... and painless... please....

She looked at Becca for a few minutes, not really being able to do anything to the poor girl. She had to do it before the 10 minutes were over..... it was like she heard a clock ticking in her head. If the time would run out and she was still alive, she knew that would be her end. She slowly stepped behind her victim. She just couldn’t look into her face while doing it. Using all her strength, she hit Becca’s head with the bat, blood splattering all over her. She pulled it out of the skull and hit it again. Please... just be gone.... please.... She couldn’t even see anymore through her tears. When the girl didn’t move anymore, she stumbled a few steps backwards. Everything was covered in blood. Her clothes, her skin, the bat... she let it fall to the ground and turned around to puke. It wasn’t like there was much coming out, she hadn’t eaten in forever. She cried and puked for many minutes, until she was feeling numb and empty.

Then, she remembered Tristan and Naomi again. Maybe... she could... she couldn’t just let them be there like this. On warbling legs, she walked over to Naomi, who was closer to her than Traistan and kneeled down behind her, attempting to untie her. And then Tristan. Maybe they could... As soon as she laid her fingers on the ties, she felt the too familiar white noise ringing in her ears. No...! Why now...? Her body fell to the floor, loosing consciousness. They could have....

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