You/ your OC were a prisoner to Sol (Refer to Wingy Sol for now, making a new version of him for future reference). You were put in an arena one bright night. The full moon glowed in the sky as a large crowd filled the stands above. (If you have wings on your OC, those were sawed off by now. ) You’ve heard about these arena battles- prisoner versus prisoner, fight to the death. And all th richest come see the arena battles, along with some middle class. But this time, you notice that Sol isn’t where he always sat. You see the stands are filled, and banners with Sol’s name flood the audience. Sol walks out onto the arena. WWYD?

Lemme get the ref (s)

Scroll to Sol’s name, the second link. I will post his third ref here when done with it)m

Here is the new ref and the one I am using for this WWYD: https://docs.google.com/document/d/16zbK_hJosLGoF2Dfq7zFxy_oh8RUVMBrFZTT2F7gkDk/edit

Sol stared at you with a smile. “To make it more fun.”

We ain’t playing hide and seek, are we?”

“I’m afraid that role’s been taken, son.” Sol pulled out a katana. Weapons were never allowed to be obtained or used in the arena

“Who said that I wasn’t allowed any?” Sol ram right at you

That’s amazing)) Sol ripped the blade from your hand and backed up. He threw it to an audience member, who just decided to keep it. “Solved that problem.” Sol said

Sol kicked you to the ground. He stood ontop of you

Sol looked down at you. “Ready to dance?”

Sol punched you. He easily threw you across the arena. “I think you should think about what you said.”

Brb))

“You’re talking to ‘Your Highness’”

Sol ran over to you and tossed you in the air, making you land on another half of the arena

E back)

“Then you might as well die here, then”

Dang alright, can we continue later?)) “You’ll regret that when I’m done here.”

“You did crimes, you were a prisoner, now you’re dead meat”

Sol flinches a but, and then he shoves you away, grabbing his shoulder, as though he could feel pain. “OH that hurt. A LOT. OW. OWWW” He slowly raised his scorpion tail

Sol walked over to you, still looking as though he were in pin. “

When you wishing jabbing distance, Sol jabbed your back with his scorpion tail, injecting lethal liquids into your body. He stopped clutching h8s shoulder and said “Sike” with a great smile on his face

“Good boy!”

(Sol being insensitive)

(That”s Sol. He’s just being himself- however, I think his nicest version is his sociopath version, his wingy design. It’s interesting, he can actually feel pain there but nowhere else.) “Good.”

(I mean we could do a version of this but it’s Wingy Sol and he a prisoner too)

Sol laughed

“Not if the venom gets you first.”

Sol jabbed you again, but this time, he did it for less time.

The crowd roared with applause. “Sorry, buddy.” Sol said. “Wouldn’t have done it if I didn’t have to…”

“I wish I didn’t have to. You seemed like a nice guy.”

“IF I didn’t have to”

“These people want to see criminals suffer. It’s be anarchy if there weren’t arena battles.”

“Still…”

Sol looked up. He said something to the audience in Latin (yes) and everyone left. Sol signaled a few guards down into the arena with a stretcher. “We’re getting you healed up. I feel bad letting you die.”

Sol said so,e more things I’m Latin to the guards. They lifted you up and out of the arena.

After a few minutes, Sol, you, and the guards entered a white marble room. They set you down on a velvet covered bed.

Someone (wOnDeR wHoOoOoO) came in

“Someone”

They’d either be amputated or locked up, but for rn imma say locked up))

Yeah ig))

You wanna start?))

“I decided to be here.”

Sol threw his cape upto an audience member. “Isn’t it an honor?”

“Sometimes the unexpected happens. Get over it, kid.”

Sol stared at you. “That’s odd, you said something smart?”

“I doubt it.”

Sol moved slightly

Sol caught his breath and punched you.

Kinda. The’re contained by titanium bindings. They’re semi locked by chains, semi locked by a keyhole. ))

“Something wrong, kid?”

“Don’t think that will do, kid.”

“Don’t think that’ll do either.”

He has two tails- it’s his third google docs link. Or here : https://docs.google.com/document/d/16zbK_hJosLGoF2Dfq7zFxy_oh8RUVMBrFZTT2F7gkDk/edit ))

Sol moved just a bit too far forwards. He tripped over a rock on the ground, catching himself, and then whacking you in the face with his wings

Sol ignored you and started running towards you

Sol stopped about a foot away from Izaak and stood, smiling.

“Your turn”

Sol tripped. “Nice, kid. But there’s plenty more to learn.”

Sol stood up after a second and kicked your stomach, knocking you a bit off balance.

Sol threw you against a concrete wall. “Hanging in there?”

“Having fun?”

“Good. I hoped so.” Sol smiled a bit and walked towards you.

Yes, he’s eating Sol now. Lol)) Sol stood about three feet away from you. “Wanna try again?”

I will never forget the moment when Isaak was eating Sol)) “Well?”

Agreed lol. My iPad’s autocorrect just wants to commit murder and arson and eat spicy cheese itz)) “I’m giving you a free chance to strike.”

So moved his scorpion tail so Isaak didn’t get hurt.

“You’re gonna get hurt.” He moved it again

Sol moved it again. “It’s full of lethal venom”

Sol punched your stomach.

“Look, kid, nobody up there cares.” Sol signaled towards the audience.

“Nobody cares about your stupid little life.”

“And I mean that.”

Ref?)))