Post by Katty on Apr 16, 2011 16:38:51 GMT 10
SMACKDOWN 2011
ROUND 1 FIGHT H - WINNER'S FIC
CIRCLECEST v DELIA/JOSIANE
ROUND 1 FIGHT H - WINNER'S FIC
CIRCLECEST v DELIA/JOSIANE
Sandry gasped as she realised the ladies’ intent. Daja hurriedly clapped her hand over Sandry’s mouth, but it was too late – they knew they’d been heard. The four exchanged wary glances and stood up.
“We know what you’re up to,” Tris said boldly. “You won’t get away with it.”
Delia smirked at them. “You don’t know what you’re dealing with.”
Sandry’s eyes flashed. “You’re plotting to kill my uncle.”
Josiane gave an unladylike snort. “It’s merely a small part of our plan for world domination.”
“She has crazy eyes,” whispered Briar.
Delia crossed her arms. “Kill them,” she ordered.
Josiane lifted the axe she was holding, but hesitated. “Aren’t you going to help?”
“We can’t have both of us in a fight in case we’re both killed. There’d be nobody to continue the plan of world domination! Besides, you’re the one holding the axe.” She pulled out a nail file and started filing her nails. “I’ll put an extra ruby on your crown.” Josiane smiled in satisfaction, and Delia’s gaze flicked towards Tris. “Red hair, too outspoken, and magical…I don’t like it. Start with her.”
Josiane lunged towards Tris, and Briar pushed her out of the way. Josiane shrieked, wildly swinging the axe at the four of them, as though she was hoping that she could kill them without the use of actual skill. All of a sudden, the metal of the axed turned molten and began to run down the handle. Josiane dropped it as Daja grinned, and vines grew from the earth to wrap around the princess. She began screaming obscenities.
Focussed on Josiane, the four had forgotten Delia until hands grabbed Daja from behind and an object was pressed to her throat.
“I thought you weren’t going to get your hands dirty,” snapped Sandry.
Delia shrugged. “I lied.”
Tris was eyeing the object that Delia held to Daja’s throat. “That’s not going to work,” she pointed out.
“It’s a very sharp nail file,” Delia snapped, and she drew it viciously across Daja’s throat.
Daja fell limply to the floor, and her siblings gasped. Delia grinned and stepped over her. “That’s right, brats. You’re no match for my sharp-edged nail file.”
All of a sudden, she was tackled to the ground. “They’re not,” said Daja, “but I am. Metal won’t hurt me.” She waved her metal hand in Delia’s face, then slapped her with it for good measure while Delia’s dress unraveled and bound her hands and feet.
“Stand back,” Tris told the others, her eyes flashing dangerously and lightning gathering in her palms. “I’m going to fry them.”
“No,” said Sandry. “They need to be taken to trial.” Tris glared at her, and Sandry sighed. “Don’t worry, they’ll be locked up for life.”
“Gods, what is with you people and your towers?” cried Delia.
“They’re so boring!” She sawed frantically through the threads that bound her wrist and then plunged the sharp nail file into her own heart.
The four stared at her as she grew still, a twisted grin of triumph on her face.
“Well,” said Sandry finally, “the other one can still have a trial.”
They all turned to look at Josiane, only to see that the vines had fully wrapped around her and strangled her to death.
“Oops,” said Briar. “You don’t really care though, right?”
“A trial would’ve been expensive,” Sandry admitted.
Tris snorted. “So much for regicide.”
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THE RESULT - TEAM CIRCLECEST!
BREAKDOWN:
Circlecest - 45 Fics
Delia/Josiane - 19 Fics
EXCLUDED - 1 Fics
TOTAL - 65 Fics
THANK YOU: To the SMACKDOWN Admin and Mods as well as all the participants and spectators! BIG hugs to Kit and Ren for writing the winner's fics!
THE RESULT - TEAM CIRCLECEST!
BREAKDOWN:
Circlecest - 45 Fics
Delia/Josiane - 19 Fics
EXCLUDED - 1 Fics
TOTAL - 65 Fics
THANK YOU: To the SMACKDOWN Admin and Mods as well as all the participants and spectators! BIG hugs to Kit and Ren for writing the winner's fics!