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Day Three: Afternoon
#9
Face to Face

Cargo

Sazuaa

The teal figure known to the DA betting world as Contestant #22 made his way, limping along in the sunny afternoon. The beautiful plants in the forest greeted him, but he paid no heed. Instead, he just held his busted arm and limped onwards with the hole oozing blood from his stomach.

Even still, he carried his flail in his hand and guitar on his back, ready in case someone showed up. There would be no mercy from the warrior. He had learned his lesson in mercy. From now on, everyone died.

Someone else shared that same opinion. When he first felt the spray of liquid on his back, Sazuaa's first reaction was to roll forward and then spin, which he did. Once he was up, he finally saw who was in front of him.

The namekian he had encountered earlier. A child of only about four or five feet. Cargo was holding his super soaker, having just sprayed blood all over Saz, who now stood in it. Not even caring, the teal warrior growled and moved forward. "This time, I'll get you!"

Cargo was pretty injured as well, but not nearly as bad as Sazuaa. The namek ducked a swing from the flail and twisted to smack Saz with the super soaker. The guitar dropped off his back as his flail hit the ground.

Using the momentum, Cargo kicked Saz again as he was down, stealing the guitar. As Sazuaa stood, the namekian crashed the instrument over his head, causing it to shatter in peices. The force sent Saz down onto the ground.

The namek grinned at the ease in which he dispatched him. "I thought I'd at least get a challenge," he noted. "That was nothing."

Without warning, Sazuaa's wrist flicked forward, sending the flail against the namek's thighs. Cargo managed to jump up to avoid losing his ankles, but they still cracked in and cut him in that area, causing him to fall flat on his back.

It was now a race for who could make the killing blow first. Sazuaa lept up, raising the flail and dropping it down. Cargo used his super soaker to block it. The toy gun cracked apart as he shoved forward.

The spikes cut into one head, causing immense pain for the two seconds it took to shut off the brain.












































#22 Sazuaa DEAD

23 Remain


The Super Soaker and Guitar are broken, but the flail is there

Cargo's ankles are cut up something awful. Major injury
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Day Three: Afternoon - by Burter - 06-02-2007, 01:46 AM
Day Three: Afternoon - by Bra - 06-02-2007, 07:11 AM
Day Three: Afternoon - by Bardock - 06-02-2007, 07:12 AM
Day Three: Afternoon - by Yamu - 06-02-2007, 04:39 PM
Day Three: Afternoon - by Tobias - 06-02-2007, 06:00 PM
Day Three: Afternoon - by Retane - 06-02-2007, 07:20 PM
Day Three: Afternoon - by Android 17 - 06-02-2007, 08:11 PM
Day Three: Afternoon - by Jinpo - 06-02-2007, 09:41 PM
Day Three: Afternoon - by Burter - 06-02-2007, 09:41 PM
Day Three: Afternoon - by Yamu - 06-02-2007, 10:00 PM
Day Three: Afternoon - by Retane - 06-03-2007, 02:32 AM
Day Three: Afternoon - by King Cold444 - 06-03-2007, 03:12 AM

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