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The Arena

"And Eighbris goes after Doom Soom, hungry for glory! Place your bets quickly, everyone! Who will win, the Sansarite Knight or the Veehran Sneast?" The announcer calls out as she crafts their coming deaths into a meme for the cameras and the audience, equal parts hungry for more and horrified at this dystopian entertainment.

"Pugilarch Sardonicus attacks Prisca in his rage! The Jy'mar Console gives it her all. Watch that rain of shots HIT. EVERY. TIME. But it's NOT ENOUGH! Sardonicus is unstoppable! What a warrior, everyone. OH. OH this is GRUESOME. Who knew a Jy'mar could have SO MUCH BLOOD?"

"Belu attacks Keon. Keon strikes back. They trade blows. Keon slips past Belu's defenses! It's a hit! Right at the neck with that rapier!"

"Seraphine seems to have acquired a new target. She's going for Sardonicus. She shoots! She shoots! She shoots! The raging hulk has his spine DE-STUHROYED, people! The Admiral has avenged the Console! What makeshift new political alliance are we seeing blossom here post-mortem!"

 

The VIP box

@The Snark

"Your son?" Guyineber repeats to Doctor Sardonicus, slightly confused. "The one down there? That is your son right?"

She points at Pugilarch in the arena, right as the first shot from Seraphine's shotgun hits.

"Oh. OH. Ouch. Correction: that was your son, right? My condolences."

 

Contestants, Status Report

HEALTHY

  1. Doom Soom, Executioner and Heir of the Doomweaver [HEALTHY], getting attacked by Eighbris
  2. Void-leader Seraphine, space fleet admiral of the Twilight League [HEALTHY]

WOUNDED:

  1. Eighbris, Knight of the Dhaoine [WOUNDED], currently attacking Doom Soom
  2. The Keon Nnight [WOUNDED]

DECEASED:

  1. Aki Kiniun, Heir to the Throne of Agbada [DECEASED]
  2. Console Prisca Calpurnius [DECEASED]
  3. Yihan of Uhra [DECEASED]
  4. Belu, darling of the Dur-Shalkhir Games [DECEASED]
  5. Pugilarch Sardonicus [DECEASED], latest to be attacked

 

The Arena

"We are down to our two final contestants, dear audience! Who will win the struggle between Eighbris and Doom Soom? Who will be the two left to die? Who will be the two left to survive? Stay tuned after these messages from our sponsors!"

 

Messages From Sponsors (for audience at home only)

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The Arena

"And Eighbris goes after Doom Soom, hungry for glory! Place your bets quickly, everyone! Who will win, the Sansarite Knight or the Veehran Sneast?" The announcer calls out as she crafts their coming deaths into a meme for the cameras and the audience, equal parts hungry for more and horrified at this dystopian entertainment.

"Pugilarch Sardonicus attacks Prisca in his rage! The Jy'mar Console gives it her all. Watch that rain of shots HIT. EVERY. TIME. But it's NOT ENOUGH! Sardonicus is unstoppable! What a warrior, everyone. OH. OH this is GRUESOME. Who knew a Jy'mar could have SO MUCH BLOOD?"

"Belu attacks Keon. Keon strikes back. They trade blows. Keon slips past Belu's defenses! It's a hit! Right at the neck with that rapier!"

"Seraphine seems to have acquired a new target. She's going for Sardonicus. She shoots! She shoots! She shoots! The raging hulk has his spine DE-STUHROYED, people! The Admiral has avenged the Console! What makeshift new political alliance are we seeing blossom here post-mortem!"

 

The VIP box

@The Snark

"Your son?" Guyineber repeats to Doctor Sardonicus, slightly confused. "The one down there? That is your son right?"

She points at Pugilarch in the arena, right as the first shot from Seraphine's shotgun hits.

"Oh. OH. Ouch. Correction: that was your son, right? My condolences."

 

Contestants, Status Report

HEALTHY

  1. Doom Soom, Executioner and Heir of the Doomweaver [HEALTHY], getting attacked by Eighbris
  2. Void-leader Seraphine, space fleet admiral of the Twilight League [HEALTHY]

WOUNDED:

  1. Eighbris, Knight of the Dhaoine [WOUNDED], currently attacking Doom Soom
  2. The Keon Nnight [WOUNDED]

DECEASED:

  1. Aki Kiniun, Heir to the Throne of Agbada [DECEASED]
  2. Console Prisca Calpurnius [DECEASED]
  3. Yihan of Uhra [DECEASED]
  4. Belu, darling of the Dur-Shalkhir Games [DECEASED]
  5. Pugilarch Sardonicus [DECEASED], latest to be attacked

 

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The Arena

"And Eighbris goes after Doom Soom, hungry for glory! Place your bets quickly, everyone! Who will win, the Sansarite Knight or the Veehran Sneast?" The announcer calls out as she crafts their coming deaths into a meme for the cameras and the audience, equal parts hungry for more and horrified at this dystopian entertainment.

"Pugilarch Sardonicus attacks Prisca in his rage! The Jy'mar Console gives it her all. Watch that rain of shots HIT. EVERY. TIME. But it's NOT ENOUGH! Sardonicus is unstoppable! What a warrior, everyone. OH. OH this is GRUESOME. Who knew a Jy'mar could have SO MUCH BLOOD?"

"Belu attacks Keon. Keon strikes back. They trade blows. Keon slips past Belu's defenses! It's a hit! Right at the neck with that rapier!"

"Seraphine seems to have acquired a new target. She's going for Sardonicus. She shoots! She shoots! She shoots! The raging hulk has his spine DE-STUHROYED, people! The Admiral has avenged the Console! What makeshift new political alliance are we seeing blossom here post-mortem!"

 

The VIP box

@The Snark

"Your son?" Guyineber repeats to Doctor Sardonicus, slightly confused. "The one down there? That is your son right?"

She points at Pugilarch in the arena, right as the first shot from Seraphine's shotgun hits.

"Oh. OH. Ouch. Correction: that was your son, right? My condolences."

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