User blog:Addfire/Enigmas and Excitement

Rex was at the bar, drowning his sorrows. Or, at least, that's what he had told Addfire when she pried. The thing was, he'd been sent a letter, and the contents of it interested him. He was reaching for another glass of root beer (he didn't touch spirits) when the door was going open. Standing in the doorway were some users, main space editors the lot of 'em. As FiretigerisMLG and Shadowlyncher slid into seats next to him, KiplaVastri blocked others from entering the bar with a large broadsword.

"So I see you're here," began Shadowlyncher, his form flickering about. Some joked that he was the son of a displacer beast. "Interested in what we have to say?"

"You never explained what you had to say," retorted Rex. "Just a cryptic message with a time and place."

"Well, your ego must be destroyed," Firetiger's oily voice joined the conversation as he shifted the weight of is semi-automatic shotgun from hand to hand. "I mean, killed in the second round by your best friend? Must smart..."

"What's your point?" Rex was fighting to keep a growl out of his voice. His hand inched towards his lance.

"The point is, Uli rigged this thing! It's obviously an ego trip to show us all how awesome at everything the mods are... Except it was between you and HAWAIIAN and HAWAIIAN was favored. Anons have been on the bottom for too long, but with some help from the inside we might actually do something!"

Rex's eye roll was almost audible. "Oh yeah, sure... What's your real aim? You wanna start a fight, why grab me?"

"Because you're good at fighting!" This time it was Shadowlyncher.

"And why did you think I would ever help you?"

The bar quieted. Rex slowly looked around and realised that every other patron in the bar was an anon. And each was armed.

"Your guess is as good as any..."

Rex's hand was on his lance now, praying for Addfire to come back with the updated bracket she'd gone out to gather.

"... But maybe it's because we outnumber you sixty-three to one?"

Addfire pushed open the door to the bar, looking at the updated bracket. He chuckled at the fact that YIS and Octo would need to fight... And looked down. He had stepped on what was once an anon but was now in four pieces. Various bits of body parts had been strewn throughout the bar. Addfire counted twenty separate anons, most clutching some kind of weapon as they became concentrated towards one stool. Splayed over the stool was Rex, one eye open and glassy and the other closed. His hands were in a deadlock around his trusty lance, which was smeared with gore. He was faintly bleeding from his leg.

Addfire took a mirror out of her pocket and held it under his mouth, sighing in relief as it fogged over.

Addfire threw up.

Then she took out her phone and dialed Uli.

"Hello? Yeah, just wanted you to know that we're in the shit."

She clicked off the phone and carried Rex out of the bar.