The Hunger Games: May the Odds Be Ever In Your Favor

[Guest Justabox]

All is peaceful. The clean, bristling air rustles through the trees. Our 12 tributes stand stark still in their starting positions, frozen in place.

 

Suddenly the starting bell rings out, and chaos ensues. Killer Croc, Wolverine, Gray Fox, Albert Wesker, and Black Panther all race from their starting positions to the open field in the center of the ring, where exactly 6 backpacks lie.

 

 

The farther out the backpack lies, the more valuable the contents, but also the higher the risk of being killed.

 

The remaining 7 contestents who have yet to leave their starting post: Naked Snake, Nightwing, Blue Fang, Jeremie Casts, Slade Wilson, Samurai Jack, and Finn the Human now have a choice; either join the fray in an effort to secure some supplies, or play it safe and run.

 

The area immediately surrounding the arena is a thick forest. One mile in, a high mountain blocks the way. Climbing the mountain will reveal a desert. Nobody knows what lies beyond that desert.

 

It is your choice contestants; would you rather be safe or sorry?

[Guest Justabox]

I'll start.

 

Against his better judgement, Big Boss AKA Naked Snake made the split decision to rush in and try to retrieve some supplies. He looked around, studying up the competition, and couldn't help but gape at the large, scaly, crocodile dude.

 

He ignored it though, and pushed on. He would grab the first backpack in sight and then retreat into the forest; he didn't need anything too advanced, really all he was hoping for was a knife, and maybe a canteen. He'd see when he got a chance to open it up.

 

Meanwhile, Killer Croc rushed his way towards the center of the area, intent on nabbing the best backpack, and the best supplies. Albert Wesker and Gray Fox had both already grabbed mid-level bags, and while the soldier had taken his chance to retreat into the forest, Wesker stayed right where he was, as if daring someone to try something.

 

Black Panther immediately retreated into the forest and was long gone by now. Wolverine was lazily making his way towards the field, fully confident that his healing factor would secure him the win here. He'd probably attack the first person he saw for their bag.

 

With Gray Fox gone, there are currently 5 bags left, one of which is already in the hands of Albert Wesker.

[corvette1710]

Chasing the massive Croc, and unknowing of his opponent's strength (which may be equal to his own), he zoomed past to try to get the best backpack, relying on his 360-degree vision to help him as he passed the villain. If need be, he'd respond with equal force to a strike.

[Guest Jason Voorhees fan]

Nightwing would see Croc and run to the other side he grabbed a bag and ran to the trees not wanting to fight any one yet.

[Guest Justabox]

Chasing the massive Croc, and unknowing of his opponent's strength (which may be equal to his own), he zoomed past to try to get the best backpack, relying on his 360-degree vision to help him as he passed the villain. If need be, he'd respond with equal force to a strike.

Pretty fast thought Wesker as he watched Blue Fang run. With a smirk, the bioterrorist sped up to him at full speed and delivered a powerful palm strike from behind.

 

Killer Croc roared in the background as he sped up himself.

 

 

Nightwing would see Croc and run to the other side he grabbed a bag and ran to the trees not wanting to fight any one yet.

Nightwing seemed to be clear, though he didn't manage to get a very good bag, it was pretty close to the edge.

 

Upon opening it up, he would find a box of crackers, a dull hunting knife, and some burn ointment.

 

Nightwing now had the choice of what to do next; how far will he go, and when will he try and set up camp.

[Guest Jason Voorhees fan]

Perfect. He thought as he opened the bag. He pulled out the knife and would look for a rock once he would find one he would climb a tree and munch on a cracker. Batman had taught him how to go without food for a long time he knew that food wouldn't really matter.

[Guest Justabox]

Perfect. He thought as he opened the bag. He pulled out the knife and would look for a rock once he would find one he would climb a tree and munch on a cracker. Batman had taught him how to go without food for a long time he knew that food wouldn't really matter.

Nightwing would cringe at the taste of stale crackers xD

[corvette1710]

 

Pretty fast thought Wesker as he watched Blue Fang run. With a smirk, the bioterrorist sped up to him at full speed and delivered a powerful palm strike from behind.

 

Killer Croc roared in the background as he sped up himself.

Seeing Wesker, Insect turned and initiated a hook kick to delay him as he continued for the backpack, if successful kicking at Croc's lower shin to trip him-- he'd have plenty of force to do so with his enhanced strength.

[Guest Justabox]

Seeing Wesker, Insect turned and initiated a hook kick to delay him as he continued for the backpack, if successful kicking at Croc's lower shin to trip him-- he'd have plenty of force to do so with his enhanced strength.

Wesker easily avoided the strike as he jumped into the air over Insect, his uncanny speed keeping him one step ahead of the game. He attempted to wrap his hands around his enemies head to finish him off quickly.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ex0L1Gym3CA

[corvette1710]

Wesker was fast, yes... but there was a difference between borderline and definition superhuman.

 

Now Insect was prepared for his speed and turned midair to fly upside down, jabbing in a blur of motion an arm that had quickly grown a spike like an overhang of metal-esque carapace, directly at Wesker's chest.

 

If successful, he'd have at least slowed Wesker down.

[Guest Jason Voorhees fan]

Nightwing laughed softly after taking a bite rule 1 don't be picky. He started to sharpen the knife and waited.

[Guest a guy]

Deathstroke waited in the trees thinking These fools all run to the bags not realising th resulting massacre

[The Blue Flame]

Blue Fang would head to the cover of the forest heading far enough away from the starting point. He takes cover behind a tree, not needing to see the others to know where they are, his super hearing, and his super nose taking care of that for him.

[Guest The Lord Dragon Reborn]

Wolverine finally makes it to the farthest bag. As he reaches for it he hears heavy breathing and a low growl. Snikt! A smile appears on his face as he turns and lunges at Croc.

[Guest Jason Voorhees fan]

Night Wing keeps on sharpening the knife since it's been about two hours he thinks it's good enough to fight.