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[ilikedetectives]

[dragonfireridge]

The Fighter

The Dragon stood in her small cell. 

Her feet were locked up in inch-thick chains. Her hands were bound with reinforced handcuffs. She wore a strong steel muzzle that she had no hope of breaking through.

Uncomfortably, the Dragon shifted on her feet. Not too long until they’d let her down now.

The Dragon had been in this cell, in those chains, for about 33 years.

She was the champion of the Bloodrush Vendetta Ring. She had won THOUSANDS of fights. She had killed. She had maimed. She had been maimed herself.

And through all of it, she had been a slave.

Never once ever being allowed outside to play and frolic. Never once had she been able to eat anything besides dry, crumbly, tasteless MREs.

Dragon’s whole life was the arena, her training, and this cell. There was only a sad, pathetic definition of play in her mind, and it involved yelling people hurling sharp things at her.

Her tired, dulled eyes flicked to stare at the wall, and once again, Dragon allowed herself to be lost in her thoughts. It was here, in these semi-awake dreams, that her subconscious mind was undeniable.

Deeply, she yearned for something more, beyond her black cell, beyond her chafing cuffs. She longed for more than endless fighting, every day, the same dry, tasteless stuff she was made to eat for sustenance.

The Dragon stood awhile, lost in her dreaming.

To her, it was the only way those dreams could ever come true.

[markus-stadlober]

Warogre

[thewanderingswordsman2030]

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[darkshadowj01]

Susamaru Is Playing Dodgeball!!! - Ranked Gameplay - Demon Slayer Hinoka...

[uchigames]

I'm finally in the top 8 best Dabi's in the world on My Hero One's Justice‼️It feels like such a chore atm and I'm basically trying to get as high on the rankings as I can before Smash Ultimate releases IN 12 DAYS😱 I won't stop playing this altogether, but this game doesn't give much incentive to continue with what they offer as is. I'll be making a video highlighting all that in a new series I'm gonna call, "real talk." 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 _ #Dabi #MyHeroAcademia #MyHeroOnesJustice #Leaderboard #Rankings #Ranked #Mulitplayer #MyHeroAcademiaOnesJustice #MHOJ #FightingGames #ArenaFighter #FGC https://www.instagram.com/p/BqoW9adhFK8/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1via6ni13of3x

[woodcuttermanero]

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[alexmetamorfoza-blog]

11.11.17 Вот и прошел наш #турнир #Arenafight по любительским #боибезправил #mma , спасибо #бойцам за участие, гостям за поддержку и особенно рад был увидеть у нас в гостях Сергея Романова, успехов ему в спорте и новых побед, мы все: #зароманова Готовим Крупное событие в северной столице, вся информация будет в нашей группе, следите за новостями!) (at Saint Petersburg, Russia)

[anidiotsthought-blog]

Trying a new #kickstarter with @edmontonnerdlist @carthagegame. This looks awesome!! #ArenaFighting #edmonton #kickstarterproject (at The Gamers' Lodge)

[uscgames]

Two tails enter, one tail leaves. You and a friend go head-to-head. It is time to don your … cardboard armor and grab your trusty crayon? And guess what, it turns out you’re a snake. Strike, slither and slash your way to victory in this entertaining couch-competitive arena fighter. 🐍🎮 Serpent Showdown is a 3D Arena Fighting game that will be featured at USC Games 2020 Expo on May 12! Check it out on http://persuasiongamestudio.com ! #USC #Gamer #Nintendo #Xbox #Gamergirl #twitch #livestream #youtube #tweet #play #playstation #pcgaming #gamers #gamerlife #highschool #like4like #middleschool  #summer #esports #serpentshowdown #snakes #arenafighting (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CABeEknl7k6/?igshid=15ubg4xuzj3ax

[issumer]

ALL SOUNDTRACKS BACKGROUND MUSIC - Minecraft Story Mode Season 2 Episode 3

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00:10 Lethal Freewalk 01:50 Lethal Prison 06:03 Escape The Maze 13:42 Warden Dialog 15:34 Warden Torture 17:21 How Bright Prison 18:12 PrisonSnake Mush 21:03 Warden Mush 22:47 PrisonSnake ZombieMine 28:27 Admin Prison 31:24 Admin Timelock 34:18 Admin ArenaFight 38:18 Xara Cell 40:47 Warden Escape 43:04 Lethal Options 47:14 Stinger BowieWallow 48:01 BowieWallow Tower

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[ilikedetectives]

[dragonfireridge]

Sneak Peak From The Fighter

The Dragon was CONFUSED. Confused confused confused.

For her entire life, the only thing that had ever gone in her mouth like this, were the bar-shaped dissolving things. When Dragon ate them, they brought a little bit of sensation to her mouth.

Now… apparently… they… came in different shapes here? And different sizes, than she was used to?

She looked down at her plate again. Were they really… meant to be eaten?

“Come on, you can do it,” her Handler encouraged.

With a reluctant sniff, the Dragon picked up the brown bar, and took the teeniest of bites out of it.

Flavor.

Goodness.

Little grittiness—like eating arena sand, but… better. Solid-er. The Dragon cried, happy tears racing down, as she savored this wonder, it was like nothing she had ever had!

The only thing Jill felt was sadness, when she gazed upon one of the world’s top pit fighters, crying with joy at what was probably her first time tasting bread.

It was so easy to tell. The fighter’s eyes were closed in sheer bliss, as she pulled more off the bread. She sighed with happiness, slowly rolling it around in her mouth in absolute contentment.

Jill couldn’t help but smile, when the Dragon hungrily pulled off three, four, five more pieces of bread, and savoring each one. The big fighter was still crying huge, happy tears.

Gently, Jill leaned forwards. “You like that, don’t you?”

The fighter immediately snapped to attention. Scared eyes met hers.

And then, slowly, the fighter nodded.

Jill clapped her hands in glee. “I knew it! Now, you finish eating up that bread.”

A task which the Dragon was delighted to fulfill to completion, but when she started licking the plate for crumbs, Jill decided to stop her. The sight of another human gleefully licking up the scraps of real dinner was just too much for her.

“Hey…” the fighter continued licking, not hearing Jill.

“Hey.” The second time, the fighter snapped to attention. She was mostly bleary with happiness, but her eyes still shone fear.

Jill gave her her most convincing smile. “Try the soup.”

Hesitantly, the fighter looked at the soup. Curiosity shone in her gaze.

Slowly, she began to lower her head.

“Not like that,” Jill blurted, startling the fighter. The Dragon looked up at her with wide eyes.

“Like this.” Jill dipped her spoon into the food and drank slowly from it. “See?”

The fighter tentatively watched her.

And then, slowly—darting her eyes up to see she was getting it right—the Dragon picked up her spoon, dipped it into the soup, and slowly took a sip.

More, even BETTER flavor!! Whatever this “soup” was tasted SO GOOD IT FELT LIKE I’M DYING!!

I hastily took a second, then a third, swig from the spoon. My eyes closed in pleasure. A smile crossed my face. I ate and ate and ate that soup until it was all gone, and I had to resist the urge to lick my bowl clean. Apparently my Handler didn’t like that, though I was unsure why. Leaning back, I allowed myself to close my eyes, my happiness flowing like being upside-down in a fight. Oh, it was glorious… kill me here. Kill me here, so that I’d NEVER have to go back.

“You liked that, didn’t you?”

Before I could stop myself, I was bobbing my head up and down.

My Handler smiled—not that I could see her through the tears. “You’re not a very dangerous fighter, are you? More like a big pussy cat.”

At this, I narrowed my eyes. Oho, she thought I wasn’t dangerous?

A soft growl escaped from my throat. I could show her dangerous.

My Handler immediately flinched. “Uh, okay, got it. You’re dangerous. You’re, um, pretty. And you’re the most vicious, deadly fighter of them all!”

I preened, pride rushing through me. Finally someone got it right.

@whumpsday thank you for being my inspiration

[dragonfireridge]

The Fighter Page 2

The Dragon dreamed. For her, the dreaming went on and on and on until—

CLICK. CLICK. CLACK-CLACK-CLANK.

Her wrist restraints clicked, and he muzzle came off from the wall. With a sigh of relief, Dragon quickly laid down, resting her head on her shackled wrists.

Finally.

Her shackles—something she thought of as completely normal—had an unlock timer. They’d give her room to sit, then to stand. Dragon knew the schedule well enough to follow it by now.

Over the course of the next few hours, Dragon laid in her cell in silence, lost within the comforts of her own brain.

It was only when no Handlers came to feed her, that Dragon started to realize something was off. So, she twisted. She listened. She strained against her shackles.

And she looked, constantly, for any possible change.

After a while, soft, faint noises began to catch Dragon’s attention. Slowly, she lifted her head towards the sound.

It was a few of the younger fighters, she realized. Some of the odd ones. Some of the ones who she’d fought, and beaten, over and over again. One of the ones who… didn’t… have a home here yet?

These fighters weren’t given shackles and food and their own home. The Dragon guessed they still had to work at it?

She had no idea that, as soon as they unlocked her door, the world was about to change forever.

[dragonfireridge]

The Fighter, Part 4

The Dragon flattened her scaled ears and shied away. To most, her colored mutations would look garish and ugly. But, really… if you looked closer… you’d find that the frills adorning her head were actually very iridescent. Purple mixed with black and blue to cast a glorious sparkling—mixed in with some green for coloration, too.

But these fighters weren’t looking at the Dragon for her beauty. Hell, they barely seemed to care if she had genetically modified features—features that came from pure, real life dragon DNA.

No, these fighters were here for… something else. Something… horrible.

With a shrinking feeling, the Dragon realized she was outnumbered.

She watched, warily, as the other fighters smirked, streaming in around her, their eyes like hungry wolves.

Or… like four young, strong male lions staring down a single, aged male.

The Dragon knew this fight wasn’t gonna go her way.

So… she… resisted. Pulling back against her short chains, she swung her head and growled.

And was utterly surprised, when the strange glowing thing lit up and chirped at her. Small, flappy wings resonated across the cell.

The Dragon jumped back in SHOCK. She… she wasn’t expecting THIS!

She was afraid, but… she stared at the glowbug. It’s wide wings twitched. 

Slowly, very slowly, she began to creep towards it.

“Ha,” a voice chortled. “She likes your glow-bug, Mariam.”

“What?! She can’t like—“

“Look,” one of the fighters cut off, nudging the other gently. “It seems she really does like your glow-bug.”

And the Dragon did.

It had been thirty-three cold, hard years, of loneliness, pain, and struggle. The Dragon had never even seen something like the glow-bug before.

“Aw… look.” One of the other fighters’ voices was hushed with awe. “The big bad Dragon wants to pet your glow-bug, Mary.”

The Dragon had leaned gently forwards, uncaring for the danger.

She just wanted this nice, sweet, amazing thing, that had just come to life in front of her.

[dragonfireridge]

The Fighter page 3

The shillouettes were bathed in the harsh, obtrusive light of the outside. Dragon shifted back a little, her chains rattling quietly in the dark.

One by one, Dragon spied four people entering her cell. From what she could tell, two were male and two were female.

“Adrian… are we really doing this? Because it is one thing to get caught—“

“Relax, Priscilla. By the time she’s gone they won’t even miss her. We’ll be on our way to the top. We’ll get to have luxury and glory and riches and those skyboxes for the fights. Imagine, guys—we’ll never have to fight again!”

The female—Priscilla—licked her lips. “Mmm, that does sound promising.”

Dragon stayed absolutely quiet. Whoever these people were… they weren’t Handlers.

“Now, where is she…?”

Dragon didn’t move.

“I didn’t think it would be this… dark, guys.”

“Here, I’ve got Firelight.” A new female.

“Firelight?” A different male snorted. “You’re still keeping that bug?”

“Yes,” the female snapped, “And he’s positively adorable and positively MINE, thank you. Now we gonna do this thing or what?”

Nothing was spoken.

But when the light flashed on, Dragon herself jumped back in surprise.

Never, EVER, NOT EVEN ONCE, had the light EVER come here. To her one place of relative safety. To where she was not beat, nor lashed. To where her Handlers FINALLY left her alone and she could enjoy the silence in peace.

The Dragon growled. Slowly, carefully, the frills and spines on her back started to raise.

“Easy, Dragon,” a male voice gruffed. Her eyes still watering, Dragon couldn’t see where it was coming from.

“We’re here to help you,” said the female, in her sickeningly sweet voice. “To take you for a little… walk.”