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thearena2014-08-30 11:48 pm
failbender) wrote in thearena2014-08-30 11:48 pm
Entry tags:
Blades of Fury? [closed since he'll be paranoid at first]
Who| Zuko and Starlord, Zuko and Donatello, Zuko and Clara
What| Sifu Hotman reacts to finding himself in the games. Badly. Very badly.
Where| All over the place
When| Late week 1
Warnings| N/A
Zuko's response to waking up on a strange metal cot, surrounded by hostile strangers in white armor telling him he had to kill to survive, was to punch uselessly at the air. This was because he was actually trying to set them on fire. Luckily for them (and unfortunately for him) his firebending was blocked.
So then, instead of punching the air, he just tried to punch them. Repeatedly. And tried to kick them. And tried to do a whole variety of things that were apparently not the behavior they wanted to see because their response to it was a rather violent one that involved a whole lot of pain.
Despite that, as they pulled off his clothes and forced him into some strange, garish, skintight outfit, made to look like fire and studded with countless tiny gems, he still managed to thrash weakly, screaming, "Who are you? What did you do with Sokka? What do you mean I have to fight to the death?"
The last he'd remembered, he'd been with the Water Tribe boy as they'd enacted their plan to get themselves and Sokka's girlfriend Suki out of The Boiling Rock, the Fire Nation's most secure prison.
"Answer me!" he demanded, in the way someone did when they were used to demanding things as a way of life.
No answer came, which meant he fought even harder. That apparently wasn't what they wanted to see, either.
That was why, as the pedestal rose to put Zuko, prince of the Fire Nation, on the ice rink, he was curled on his side, obviously battered, and only wearing one skate. The other had either just been tossed haphazardly on the pedestal with him as if some Peacekeeper had decided he just wasn't getting paid enough to actually put it on or he'd somehow knocked it off by trying very hard to kick something (or someone).
That left the Firebender staring around at the massive building, unsure of what it even was, completely outside his element.
Literally. He was on ice. Lots of ice.
Now overwhelmed, agitated, and pretty much paranoid (because there were other people here apparently and how many of them had been told they had to kill, too?) he climbed to his feet and made a few extremely awkward attempts to get off the ice that ultimately culminated in him resorting to undignified scooting.
As soon as he got off the ice, he wrenched off the skate and started looking for two things: 1) clothes he didn't want to die rather than be seen in, and 2) something that could be used as a weapon. He could fight hand-to-hand, but he didn't want to have to.
Then, after that, he'd try to figure out who had brought him here, why they'd done it, how to stop them, and how to get everyone else that was probably stuck here with him out alive.
What| Sifu Hotman reacts to finding himself in the games. Badly. Very badly.
Where| All over the place
When| Late week 1
Warnings| N/A
Zuko's response to waking up on a strange metal cot, surrounded by hostile strangers in white armor telling him he had to kill to survive, was to punch uselessly at the air. This was because he was actually trying to set them on fire. Luckily for them (and unfortunately for him) his firebending was blocked.
So then, instead of punching the air, he just tried to punch them. Repeatedly. And tried to kick them. And tried to do a whole variety of things that were apparently not the behavior they wanted to see because their response to it was a rather violent one that involved a whole lot of pain.
Despite that, as they pulled off his clothes and forced him into some strange, garish, skintight outfit, made to look like fire and studded with countless tiny gems, he still managed to thrash weakly, screaming, "Who are you? What did you do with Sokka? What do you mean I have to fight to the death?"
The last he'd remembered, he'd been with the Water Tribe boy as they'd enacted their plan to get themselves and Sokka's girlfriend Suki out of The Boiling Rock, the Fire Nation's most secure prison.
"Answer me!" he demanded, in the way someone did when they were used to demanding things as a way of life.
No answer came, which meant he fought even harder. That apparently wasn't what they wanted to see, either.
That was why, as the pedestal rose to put Zuko, prince of the Fire Nation, on the ice rink, he was curled on his side, obviously battered, and only wearing one skate. The other had either just been tossed haphazardly on the pedestal with him as if some Peacekeeper had decided he just wasn't getting paid enough to actually put it on or he'd somehow knocked it off by trying very hard to kick something (or someone).
That left the Firebender staring around at the massive building, unsure of what it even was, completely outside his element.
Literally. He was on ice. Lots of ice.
Now overwhelmed, agitated, and pretty much paranoid (because there were other people here apparently and how many of them had been told they had to kill, too?) he climbed to his feet and made a few extremely awkward attempts to get off the ice that ultimately culminated in him resorting to undignified scooting.
As soon as he got off the ice, he wrenched off the skate and started looking for two things: 1) clothes he didn't want to die rather than be seen in, and 2) something that could be used as a weapon. He could fight hand-to-hand, but he didn't want to have to.
Then, after that, he'd try to figure out who had brought him here, why they'd done it, how to stop them, and how to get everyone else that was probably stuck here with him out alive.