A MURDER.

[idolpro]

[ If you're a certain member of 10IV: the floor drops out from under you, and—after a brief moment of utter darkness, you find yourself in the same room, but surrounded by different people. The bead strands wrap around your arms and legs, restraining you.

Well. Here you go. ]

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[586]

And I don't do swift, I'm afraid.

[ and, yeeeeah, that's going to go about as well as it did the first time. re: not well at all. wherever jakurai hits pentium it's going to do nothing to the monstrous horse lizard beast and he's just going to take the damage. oooooops. ]

[zazen]

[ WINDED AGAIN. ]

[ And...well, he can feel he won't be leaving this fight with just broken bones. ]

[586]

[ he takes a step back, digs his claws in, and then runs at him full speed. he's going to attempt to slam him into the opposite wall. ]

[zazen]

[ AND IT WORKS.

He is slammed into the wall. Knocked out even. ]

[586]

[ as soon as jakurai strikes the wall pentium tilts his head, as if waiting to see if he'll get up and continue fighting... but when he slumps to the floor, well, it seems like it's all over. he walks over and knocks their heads together for good measure and then he grabs his good arm ( which isn't about to be good for long ) and uses it to drag him to the center of the room. ]

[ crunch. ]

[ he then drops him. ]

[ can't have him attempting to fight back again. not when he's more interesting in feasting than fighting now. it's been decided. ]

[ he does the same to both of his legs, snapping them with a sickening crunch, and leaving the bones sticking out here and there. pentium has no interested in trying to pick them clean, at least right now, because the real meat of this guy is in the gut. ]

[ moving atop him he plants his claws on either side of his head. ] Not to worry, Doctor, I'll leave that pretty face of yours in tact. [ another chuckle as he sets his claw onto jakurai's chest, applies a bit of pressure, and then tears him open. it doesn't happen as cleanly as he would have liked, so he keeps at it - blood and gore splattering all over until he reaches his chest, which he unceremoniously smashes. ]

I hope you're still alive, though I find that to be unlikely... [ without much else to say he leans down and buries his snout into the narrow hole in his chest, using it to force it bigger as he tears at whatever he can sink his teeth into. ]

[ it's been so long since he's had a meal like this. so very long. he could absolutely get used to this. ]