Death Playground

The Feast Part 1

Tw's: Literary gore, blood, death, insanity

GalaxyWriter450's POV
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"Congratulations to the 6 of you remaining. To congratulate you further, there will be a feast this evening." I announced from the speakers.

As soon as I finished speaking, I laid back in my chair, rubbing my eyes. This job was really hard, and, to be honest, I didn't want to do it.

"Are you ok?" One of the guards, WeAllNeedTherapy- , asked. (Yeah, I included you :D)

"Yeah, I guess, I just feel like shit." I groaned, grabbing my black bottle which had my sacred oj in it.

"I'll go and set the feast up. See you later." WeAllNeedTherapy- said, doing finger guns for a second.

I did some finger guns back, before opening my bottle and taking a sip of the sweet sweet orange fluids.

I took a look at the camera and almost choked on my oj. Blood was splattered everywhere, and so was Skeppy.

"HOLY SHIT! WHAT THE FUCK HAS DREAM DONE?!" I screamed, tears going into my eyes. Witnessing a murder is one thing, but looking up and seeing blood everywhere, with a person chopped up in the midst of it, that's something else.

I started fidgeting with my hands, trying to calm down a little. I usually didn't panic like this, but I knew how to stop.
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Bad's POV

I was talking to Tommy and telling him about the proper use of language, even though he kept swearing.

I soon left, agitated, but was alerted by a long scream. I knew it was my boyfriend, Skeppy's, so I ran as fast as I could to get to him.

But I wasn't fast enough.

I saw Dream back away, laughing like a psychopath. Then, I looked down and saw Skeppy, torn into pieces.

"SKEPPY!! NO, SKEPPY!!" I cried out, tears rolling down my face.

I looked up at Dream, rage filling my body. He just killed my boyfriend!

"DREAM!! WHAT THE HECK?!" I yelled.

"Aha! Bad, Bad, Bad, Bad, you don't know why I did it!" Dream cackled hysterically.

"WELL WHY, THEN?!" I questioned him, ready to kill him at a second's notice.

"He wasn't a good boyfriend, Bad. You know that!" He answered, smiling in a way that pushed me over the edge.

"YOU LITTLE-" I screamed, lunging onto him and grabbing his shirt.

"FUCKING STOP!!"

We both fell silent as the front man approached.

"You two will stop fighting right now. Any more, and I'll have to send you both to your demise at a second's notice." They said.

We both nodded, and they left. I ran off, not even wanting to be here anymore. Heck, I didn't want to be here to begin with!!
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WeAllNeedTherapy- 's POV (imma just: *gives POV*)

I didn't know that Skeppy had died a minute after I left that room. I just went down to set up the feast and I heard a scream. But I hear them often.

I heard more fighting, yet I still ignored it, continuing to set up the feast. When I finished, the yelling had stopped. Good.

"Alright, the feast is ready, Galaxy." I spoke into the microphone incorporated into my mask.

"Ok. Tell the contestants that it's ready. Also, just ignore the blood on the floor, k?" Galaxy replied.

"Okay?" I said, and I yelled to the contestants.

"OI! Motherfuckers, come get some food."
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Hehe :)