Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28439145-20171003004547/@comment-28439145-20171009230641

Flute wasn't eager to fight. She could fight well, of course, but she had no desire to murder anyone who wasn't deserving of it. It was unfair. It was wrong. She was still struggling when the two guards dumped her into a dusty clearing, dragging poor Splash to the other side. When the audience saw Splash, most of them began to boo at her. Splash looked more scared than humiliated. "Hope you're excited, cause we're got two BRAND NEW contestants!!" The crowd roared. Flute began to shake, frantically trying to think of a plan to escape without spilling any blood. Splash looked like she was going to collapse from fear at any second. "Well, we can't start right away. It's time for INTERVIEWS!" More cheering, more noise. Flute couldn't hear herself think, and she was still trying to block out the sound when a microphone was put under her mouth. "What's your name? You look an awful lot like an exotic bird, mind telling us about that?" Flute couldn't speak. "F-Flute. Um... I'm a-a Musical Drag-gon." "A dragged gun?" Laughs and hoots. Someone threw a dead mouse at Flute, and missed terribly. It stared at her with glassy eyes, and somehow Flute felt like it was laughing at her too. "No, a-a dragon." "Oh! We were a little worried there. Well, you might look like a dragged gun if you don't win this fight. Next up! So, where'd you get the wig?"

The audience went wild with laughter, and Splash was hit with several objects that Flute did not want to be touched by. Splash looked angry. Flute realized that she was holding in tears. "It's not a wig," mumbled Splash. Silence. "What was that? Hair must've gotten in your mouth." More laughing, and Splash looked even worse now. "It's not a..." A single tear ran down Splash's face. "Wig." "Really? Well then, what is it? Did you put a mop on your head?" The laughing was really starting to get to Splash. Her lip curled in anger as she glared at Mistrust, smiling as she held the microphone. "No. I'm not stupid." "Well then, you certainly have another trait we're more aware of. It starts with U! And speaking of u, I think we're done with our interview with u!" Splash just looked frustrated as more cans and vegetables were thrown at her. Flute wondered if they would really have to fight. "No more spare time, ladies and gentlemen! Ready, set... FIGHT!"

And Flute was frozen in fear as Splash turned her glaring eyes upon her.