The Headquarters for those running the Program. Unsurprisingly, this is designated as a Danger Zone as soon as the last student vacates the premises.
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April 24th, 2010, 2:18 pm #16

Yukie watch as Kyoichi was order to sit down. She couldn’t help but feel some pity for the male class representative. It was true that his whole argument was selfish but honestly... Who wouldn’t? You were trap in some classroom and were told that you had to kill your own classmates... She doubted anyone would want that.

Meanwhile she notices the fat man was starring at the class. He was enjoying it. She couldn’t help but look at the sick bastard with anger. How the hell did people like him exist? What fuel them to have such monstrous personalities?

Suddenly Yoshitoki raised his hand and ask a question. The question itself was an innocent one if not a bit naive. The answer that followed was not. The way that the fat man answered made it sounds as if... She was raped? Yukie covered her mouth in disgust. Why? Why would he do that? Wasn’t putting kids in a gladiator match enough? What about their parents? How could a man do such a thing? She grew angry at the thought of it. She glances at Yoshi. The poor boy was probably not handling the situation too well. He was such an innocent soul... How could that bastard say such a thing to him? Her though wander off to Shuya. How was he handling it? Looking in his direction she notice that he was just as angry if not more then she was. She wished that she could reach over and support him.

Then he smiled. Yuki was confused by the action. Why was he smiling? Suddenly he burst out of his chair and started changing towards the fat man. Yukie jump out of her chair, her arm stretching towards Shuya. She was out of reach. Fear suddenly took over.

”SHUYA! DON’T!” she cried.
B13, Yuichiro Takaguchi - The School Building (G7): The Worst Game In History - Healthy
G02, Yukie Utsumi - Residential District (H8): Gameplan - Healthy
G19, Chisato Matsui - The School Building (G7): The Worst Game In History - Healthy
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April 24th, 2010, 3:47 pm #17

Yoshitoki almost instantly began to cry. Tears rolled down his cheeks. He felt the exact same sheer mirth roll over him that Shuya did. He had the same thought as Shuya too. This fat bastard, standing at the front of this room, needed to die. And by their hands. He had always been gentle. But this was the third time in his life he had been actually, legitimately mad. And this was the worst, by far. What happened to the dog, back in Forth Grade? Poor Eddie... It was an accident though. While it was hard, and he still hated the man who killed him to this day, he couldn't stay mad. The man who tried to blackmail Ms. Anno in Eighth Grade? Even though what he did was purely malicious... Nothing came of it.

This though. This... He raped her. She tried to resist. Tried to SAVE him! And this man held her down, and Raped her! The tears were replaced by a conviction to make this man just as dead as he wanted 95% of his classmates. And then...

"SHUYA! DON'T!"

Hearing his best friend's name snapped him out of it. He hadn't noticed Shuya shuffle to the side of his seat. He hadn't even noticed Shuya launch from his seat. But seeing his best friend flying down the isle... No! He couldn't lose Shuya! How else would they survive! He was going straight at the man's throat.

He was nothing beyond dumbstruck. He was essentially broken. Shuya was going to die. And there was nothing he could do. That mirth had been replaced by sheer terror. He didn't want this. He just wanted to go home... He wanted to wake up, because there was no way this was a nightmare. He wanted to say something to Shuya. Plead for him to sit back down, even some last words to him. But he couldn't force himself to. He just couldn't open his mouth to say anything.

He was about to lose everything. And there wasn't a god damn thing he could do about it. How could he be so weak? How could he be so terrible to not even try to save his best friend?
Second Chances:
B??: Chadd Crossen (Audi R8) - Colehurst Secondary School - (Kill Count: 0) - 100% - "I've got my girl and my ride. What else does a guy need?
B??: Rekka Saionji (Sushi Knife) - Colehurst Secondary School (Kill Count: 0) - 100% - "I don't think I'll ever get used to this place... The sea is where I belong."

Old RPs
[+] spoiler
Battle Royale RP:
B07: Yoshitoku Kuninobu (Shamisen) - Hope or Pain - The Northern Cliffs (A8/A9) (Kill Count: 0) - 85% (Broken Nose, Cracked Rib) - "Shuuya... No. No!"
B21: Kazuhiko Yamamoto (Luger 9mm) - Run to Your Love - The Reef (J3) (Kill Count: 1 - Sakura Ogawai) - DECEASED: Killed By Kazuo Kiriyama - Rank 31 - "Sakura... I'm sorry."

Evo:
C10: Raymond Pietrowski Jr. (Stone Transformation) - The Settlement: The Second Kill is the Hardest - (Kill Count: 1 - Khalid Shamoun?) - DECEASED: Killed by Khalid Shamoun - Rank 6 - "You wouldn't believe what happened to me if I tried to tell you. Just know I'm pulling for you. Graduate, move on with your life, and don't forget me."

SotF TV:
RD3: Jhamel Thompson - The Open Plains: And Yet So Far - (Kill Count: 0) - DECEASED: Killed by Collar Detonation - Rank 18 - Killed for doing the right thing.
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April 24th, 2010, 6:47 pm #18

Kazuhiko Yamamoto (Boy #21) was extremely slow to arise. It might have been the fact that when he 'fell asleep' on the bus, his head bounced off of the wall. Hard. It also might have just been the fact that he was right next to the vent. Either way, he woke up about halfway through Kamon's explanation. Everything was almost fuzzy and quiet to the boy.

"...the Program. Forty-two compete until a winner is determined. Survival of the fittest, or so we like to believe."

...W...Wha? The program? His mind raced for a second. Everything was wrong. They were supposed to be on a class study trip. He glanced down, his bag was there. His first truly full thought was for Sakura. (Girl #04) He instinctively glanced just to the left, up the hall. She was there, with a look of panic on her face. They were in some foreign classroom. Something was wr... The program! His thoughts finally came back to him. That terrible thing, that the government took students, placed them in a roped off area, and forced them to kill each other until only one survived.

"No..."

The words barely escaped Kazuhiko's lips. This couldn't be happening! He and Sakura were supposed to live happily! Together... Forever... This couldn't be. There had to be some mistake. Some other class that didn't include so many students with such bright futures. He had to be with her. But he was almost sure that talking to her would get them both killed... There were three armed military personnel standing, guns raised in the front of the room.

There was a quick outburst from their class president. The kid had always had something of an entitlement complex. Always thought he was better than the rest of the students... And that was made blatantly obvious. He almost looked as if he was about to come to tears when Kamon shut him down.

Almost everyone already was. He hadn't even realized it, but he was crying too. At least half the class had to have been. They were all going to die. That feeling, when fate looms over you... That inescapable feeling of sheer dread that tells you everything is lost? Everyone was feeling it. He uttered a whisper, burying his head in his arms at the desk. "S...Sakura..."

Another outburst. He heard the sound of a desk scraping. A clattering of feet. He looked right up, a few drops of salty water being flung from his cheeks. It was Shuya. And he was running straight towards Kamon. What was he thinking? Maybe that it was better to die a hero than let the game take him over... Let it corrupt and warp him. He was attacking this man to avenge the closest thing he'd ever had to a parent. He was trying to be a true hero, no matter how in vain it was.

"I have to save her." Barely audiable. Just loud enough for Sho, Yumiko, and Kyochi to hear.
Second Chances:
B??: Chadd Crossen (Audi R8) - Colehurst Secondary School - (Kill Count: 0) - 100% - "I've got my girl and my ride. What else does a guy need?
B??: Rekka Saionji (Sushi Knife) - Colehurst Secondary School (Kill Count: 0) - 100% - "I don't think I'll ever get used to this place... The sea is where I belong."

Old RPs
[+] spoiler
Battle Royale RP:
B07: Yoshitoku Kuninobu (Shamisen) - Hope or Pain - The Northern Cliffs (A8/A9) (Kill Count: 0) - 85% (Broken Nose, Cracked Rib) - "Shuuya... No. No!"
B21: Kazuhiko Yamamoto (Luger 9mm) - Run to Your Love - The Reef (J3) (Kill Count: 1 - Sakura Ogawai) - DECEASED: Killed By Kazuo Kiriyama - Rank 31 - "Sakura... I'm sorry."

Evo:
C10: Raymond Pietrowski Jr. (Stone Transformation) - The Settlement: The Second Kill is the Hardest - (Kill Count: 1 - Khalid Shamoun?) - DECEASED: Killed by Khalid Shamoun - Rank 6 - "You wouldn't believe what happened to me if I tried to tell you. Just know I'm pulling for you. Graduate, move on with your life, and don't forget me."

SotF TV:
RD3: Jhamel Thompson - The Open Plains: And Yet So Far - (Kill Count: 0) - DECEASED: Killed by Collar Detonation - Rank 18 - Killed for doing the right thing.
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April 24th, 2010, 10:22 pm #19

As Shinji suspected, Mr. Kamon shot down Kyoichi's attempt to get himself out of the game. However, Shinji was surprised to see that Mr. Kamon allowed Kyoichi to live. Whether that was a good thing or a bad thing, Shinji didn't know. It was at that point when Yoshitoki asked about those without parents. That question may quite possibly fly.

"Ah, you must be one of the kids from the orphanage. You're Kuninobu? Or maybe Nanahara? It doesn't really matter either way. The orphanage bitch was notified about the both of you. A pity... so delectable... such a delicate beauty ... Sorry. Sorry. Got lost in the memory. Rest assured young master Kuninobu, your caretaker received notification, and much more besides... Now, where were we?"

Shinji's eyebrows popped up at that. Had they been ... oh, wait. As much as Shinji hoped that was the case, he knew that the truth was much, much worse. Shinji just swallowed, an effort to calm down the voices in his head yelling at him to take down the fucker. He was pissed, true, but if he wanted to effectively get revenge, he knew that a beat-down, while quite cathartic, would be completely ineffective.

Okay. Need a plan, something, ANYTHING ... One thing was true, it would have to wait until he was safely away from the government agents. Otherwise, his plan would be little more than swallowing a shitload of lead. He just breathed in and out, calming himself down ...

”SHUYA! DON’T!” Yukie Utsumi's cry drew Shinji back into the real world. Looking over at Shuya, Shinji saw him sprinting, not for the door, but straight for Kamon, ready to kill. Quickly, he looked around, checking all the angles, but he realized that he had noticed Shuya a second too late. Now, Shinji was too far away to do anything other than either sit there and hope the soldiers didn't use Shuya for live ammo training, or try to help Shuya and add more bodies to the count. So he just watched, starting to sweat from the tension, angry that there was nothing he could do to save his friend.

Oh, shit ...
Fumiyo had, in truth, not been listening much. To her, it was almost a foregone conclusion that she may as well have died right there. She was the nurse's aide! Unless she was given a free pass or something, there was no way she'd be allowed to go home. So when Mr. Kamon dismissed Kyoichi's protest, she wasn't surprised. She was way too scared to be surprised. So, when Mr. Kamon noted that he'd raped the caretaker of Yoshitoki's orphanage, she didn't much care. Not because she was okay with it, but because she didn't hear. Also as such, she never noticed Shuya Nanahara making a run for Mr. Kamon, nor had Yukie's cry for Shuya to stop truly registered in her head at the time, even though Yukie was right behind Fumiyo.
Second Chances 2
Male Student #18: Zubin Wadia Status: ACTIVE; Weapon: Franchi SPAS-12
Female Student #32: Sarah Miller Status: ACTIVE; Weapon: The Complete Works of H.P. Lovecraft Hardback Edition
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BRAURP
Female Student #18 - Fumiyo Fujiyoshi; Status: DECEASED; Location: Clinic (G9), Items: None
Male Student #19 - Shinji Mimura; Status: ACTIVE; Location: Residential District (H8), Items: Brass Knuckles

SOTF: The Program
Female Student #15 - Jessica "Jess" Vogel; Status: #36 ELIMINATED; Final Location: The Opening Faceoff; Items: Field Rations

SOTF-TV
GREEN STUDENT #2 - David Myerez; Status: #25 ELIMINATED; Final Location: Banhammer'd

Second Chances
Female Student #14: Charlene "Charlie" Norris - Status: #28 ELIMINATED; Weapon: Ingam M10 (Five magazines of 32 9 mm rounds); "No, the 'D' does not stand for 'delicious.'" --> "Well, it's not like I'm going to be a rape target or anything." 1 2 3
Female Student #15: Jessica Vogel - Status: #23 ELIMINATED; Weapon: Jackknife Boots; "I am just too good at this sometimes." --> "At least this situation isn't completely hopeless." 1 2 3

SOTF-TV 2
Ivory Sharks #5: Sarah Miller Status: ACTIVE; Weapon: Straight Razor, can of spray-on shaving cream, 1
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April 24th, 2010, 10:44 pm #20

Mayumi Tendo, girl student number 14, opened her eyes. For a few moments morning amnesia kept her blissfully unaware of the previous day’s events. The warm pink cloud of temporary ignorance almost brought a contented smile to her face, before the bubble was popped as she became aware of a strange object around her neck.

Then the memory of the previous day hit her.

Mayumi’s smile faded like a snowflake in an oven. She was...No, it had to be some sort of sick practical joke? Or even a very realistic dream? Surely she and her classmates weren’t in...The program?

She shivered, and clutched her head tightly, willing it to be untrue. Her hand slowly went to her neck. The collar was definitely there, cold and unyielding against her skin. Tears filled her eyes, and a low sob of fear escaped her lips. The thought of killing her fr- well, killing for start! She knew that she wouldn’t be able to bring herself to kill her worst enemy, let alone...

Mayumi chewed on her lower lip, a nervous habit of hers. It must be a practical joke, she assured herself. She couldn’t be expected to...To kill other people, people she knew, could she? Or...For them to try to kill her? How could anyone stand to do that?

That thought made her look around at the other students with her. Yes...Everyone here. In her dazed state she noted that many looked as terrified as she felt. Well, she told herself. A really big practical joke invol- Her thoughts crumpled at that stage. Deep inside her mind she knew it was true, and trying to fool herself that it was any different would probably make her d-

Die? Mayumi put her head in her arms, shivering as the cold collar touched her skin. The tears started, and rolled freely downwards. Was she going to die here? How could she become the last one standing, and would an existence after...Such carnage actually count as living? She knew she wouldn’t be able to live with herself if that happened. Was she really going to die here?
[G14] Mayumi Tendo- DEAD - Northern Cliffs
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April 25th, 2010, 6:10 am #21

The moment Motobuchi's sat back down, Akamatsu opened the salt-water floodgates that were his eyes, and started weeping. Audibly, his sobs were nothing special; he didn't care what anyone thought of him. All his classmates knew he was simply a stupid doofus. Even the girls made fun of him. He supposed even Shuya made fun of him, Shinji even! Inside the big exterior that was Yoshio Akamatsu, he was dying inside. There was no way out of it. He was going to be killed by one of his classmates. He wasn't going to escape the island. No more retries, no extra lives, no cheat codes or special twist in the game. This game was unescapable, and he was simply a Red Shirt who would be the villain's first victim. Why bother even trying? Everyone knew that a doofus like him would be a liability, even if they did try to escape. A large target that was easily taken down. What could he do? Nothing. Good as dead.

He was stuck between two choices. One, stand up, pull his cold, metallic collar, and simply be over and done with. No point in everyone else trying to kill him off. Why not just make it easier for all of them, rid themselves of a bullet wasted? Or...he could fight. He could find Yuichiro and Yutaka, stay together, and...wait to die. He wasn't going to kill. Neither were they, he knew them too well. So it was just a matter of chosing how to end his life. With courage and defiance, or...just a statistic?

Kamon started to make a statement about Shuya and Kuninobu. About their parents, or the orphanage. He really didn't pay attention. He was too busy stopping himself from tearing up even more, wiping it away from his eyes. But what he did hear was...uncomforting, to say the least. What the heck did he...no. Don't even think about what this demonic man did.

He looked over his class again. The row of gang-members, including them, the numerous people around the classroom's shocked expressions, their crying faces like his, them smil- wait, huh? Smiling? Why was Shuya smiling? Didn't he...oh no. What was he going to do? He was extremely surprised that Motobuchi wasn't shot the moment he stood up, so what was Shuya going to do? Was he-

”SHUYA! DON’T!”

Yukie's cry pierced the room, and drew Yoshio's attention to Shuya. He was sprinting towards the fat man, with a look in his eye that could only mean one thing.
He was going for the man's throat.

Throwing all caution to the wind, we stood up and tried to call out to Shuya. It was hopeless, and extremely stupid, but he didn't care. He didn't want Shuya to end like this.
"NO! DON'T SHUYA!" the boy cried out.

*

Whatever was happening in the room, Yuko Sakaki was not part of it. She was still not out of her delusion. It wasn't a real delision, like what Mizuho would endure, but more like a memory she was trapped in. Happier times, with her family, her friends, and...she just didn't want to be around these people, these violent violent people. Her friends weren't violent, they were nice. They wouldn't hurt her. Satomi, Haruka Yukie, Fumiya, Chisato, Yuka...she didn't notice Yukie risking her life, didn't notice the shocked expressions as Shuya Nanahara tried to commit murder, didn't notice anything. She wanted to leave this place, and never come back. Mom and dad. They would protect her.




The Program 2.5 - Traitors

Santiago Ibarra - Butterfly Knife

Nani Clover - Plastic Scythe

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Battle Royale AU - A Second Chance
Yoshio - Cause of Death: 'sploded - 15/42
Yuko - Cause of Death: Lack of Faith - 32/42
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The Program - v1 - Young Patriots
Chanel - ♡ - 51/53
♥ -
Matthew - ☿ - 27/53
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SOTF TV - v1 - Our Main Cast
Holly - Thuck the game. - 58/66
Ω - Ω - Ω
Anna - [redacted]. - 21/66
© - © - © - © - © - © - ©
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VIRTUA SOTF - The Players
Ramona - Boom. - 40/47
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Cameo - Gasp. - 7/47
Ø - Ø - Ø - Ø - [url=http://s1.zetaboards.com/SOTF_Mini/topic/4633730%2
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April 25th, 2010, 6:51 pm #22

Yuka Nakagawa, girl sixteen, woke up in a cold sweat, having only just escaped a nightmare: she was on the bus, and all her friends were having fun, laughing with her and talking about the fun they'd have on the school trip, with even the usually quiet Satomi joining in the laughs. Suddenly a dense green cloud had filled the bus, poisoning everyone and melting their skin as they collapsed to the floor, their insides on fire with the poisonous gas: it was one hell of a nightmare!

Then Yuka looked around, and realised she wasn't on the bus. She was in some weird classroom, along with her classmates; it would've all looked fairly normal, were it not for the unrecognisable man in the front of the room, as well as the recognisably threatening guards stood in a row next to him.

Wait, guards? What were guards doing here? More importantly, what are we doing here?!

It was definitely not their classroom, and they were definitely not in familiar territory. Growing nervous, Yuka's breathing increased after only just having calmed down from the nightmare, when she felt a noose tug around her neck. Or at least, that's how the collar felt to her.

Reaching down with her fingers, Yuka was greeted by a cold, steel ring cutting off her throat. She tried to tug at it, but the small hoop was such a tight fit on her large neck it was a surprise she could get any air down her throat at all. The illusion of suffocation settling, Yuka panicked even more. 'What the hell is this thing around my throat!?"

Yuka looked around frantically, and saw how all the other students had similar necklaces around their throats. The guards and the man however, had necks that were perfectly bare as far as she could see. Whatever the reason for that was, she didn't like it.

Then the large man spoke, and.. well, what happened next Yuka didn't want to believe. The Program? Was he serious? Sweat trickled down Yuka's face, as she listened to his words. Survival of the Fittest? Only one remains? Was this real!? Had she woken up yet?!

A pinch on my arm to be sure! No, still in the classroom! A harder pinch, just to be really sure! Still here?! This must be a dream!!

Despite her attempts to wake up, there was nothing she could do: Yuka was trapped. Even as she watched the other students protest, cry out, and in Nanahara's case leap out of his desk (Crap, Nanahara!), Yuka couldn't stop the nightmare unfold in front of her eyes. This was really happening: this was the program.
Program VAM3RICA
Eleanor 'Nellie' Fitzpatrick' - DECEASED - 1 - 2 - 3

Second Second Chances
B09: Jay Harland - DECEASED - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5
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April 26th, 2010, 7:54 pm #23

Kazuo Kiriyama (Boy #6) wasn't particularly surprised that it was his class that would be taken for the program. He held the thought in the back of his mind that it would happen sooner or later, and prepared accordingly. Of course, Kiriyama was already thinking of a plan.

Kazuo wiped his blurry eyes, allowing him to see the rest of the class. Unsurprisingly, they were all there. Everyone who had been on the bus previously.

A figure, unmistakably a government agent, introduced himself as the class' new teacher, Yonemi Kamon. He explained the rules in a manner that was painfully simple for Kiriyama, but he supposed it was necessary, looking around at the rest of his class.

Kiriyama moved his hand to scratch the back of his neck, only to find that he had some sort of collar on. Metallic from the feel of it, possibly steel. Kazuo moved his hand back, not wanting to disturb something that would cause it to shock him or detonate. He was unfamiliar with them, afterall.

To be expected. They'd need some method of controlling us.

The 'teacher' rattled on about things that neither applied to or interested Kiriyama, about one of his fellow students' caretakers, 'the orphanage bitch' as he called her. Kazuo figured it must have struck a nerve, as a student instantly ran forwards, gunning for the director and his armed guards.

He wants to get himself killed, he can be my guest.
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April 26th, 2010, 8:00 pm #24

When the eyes of Kamon met hers and he smiled of all things, Hirono really wanted to just launch herself over the desk and punch the fat fuck square in the mouth. All that little smirk confirmed was that the twisted son of a bitch really was getting off on all of this. Kamon had the power, he knew it, and he was revelling in it. This was more than just a job to him, Hirono realised, he enjoyed his director duties.

Hirono continued to stare death at the 'teacher' as he tore Motobichi a (deserved) new one, caring little for the class president' angle. What, did he honestly think they would just say 'By golly Mr. Motobuchi you're right! We've got the wrong class, you can all go home!' ? Bullshit. She did, however, look around when somebody (it was that Kuninobu kid) asked after the notification. Hirono's thoughts hadn't even touched upon her parents when Kamon had brought up the fact that they'd been informed, simply because she didn't care about them. They sure as hell didn't give a damn about Hirono.

When the director responded to Yoshitoki's question, Hirono flinched. The way the fat bastard had worded it... there was really no room for interpretation for what he was referring to when talking about Kuninobu and Nanahara's caretaker. None whatsoever. Could Kamon get any more sick? Just as Hirono went back to glaring at the government official, she heard a shrill cry (Nakagawa? Utsumi? Hirono couldn't tell), and her head snapped back to see Shuuya charging down the aisle between the desks!

Hirono thought: That idiot is going to get himself killed!

Then: Isn't anybody going to DO anything!?

Then: Fuck! Nobody is close enough!

Then: ...Except me.

And with the final thought of: You're just as fucking moronic as Nanahara! Hirono leapt from her seat as Shuuya drew level with her, wrapping both arms around his waist in an attempt to bring the athlete down and hopefully out of harm's way.
~*~
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P2.5
Charlie Cade Jr | Bowie Knife | Making Friends
Grant Gault | Nailed It | PARTY TIME BOYS


SC2
Keiji Tanaka | Claw Hammer | Optimism OP
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Marilyn Williams | Hi-Point Model JHP | "G-guh-go a-ah-ah-away!" | Probably still crying
Tyler Blake | Heart and Soul | "Please don't let this keep happening." | True Patriot

Rocky: Marilyn's face x people's fists

~*~

Natalie Chauncey | Dragunov SVD | "..." | Trauma | Team Black/Stolen
Tristan Hart | Principles | "At least I had the balls to try." | Doing right by himself | Team Grey/Gone
Mikaela Warner (adopted) | Shuriken | "It's not called the Hippocratic suggestion." | Shattered | Team Red/Around her head

~*~

Clarisse Huntingdon | Cattle Branding Iron | |
Oswald "Oz" Stevenson | Ice Skates |

Caleb Smartt | Camouflage Onesie | "Hey, slow down a second!" | Ain't that a shot to the head |
Anastasia Flores | 1860 Henry Repeater | "Vete al infierno americano!" | White, Blue, and blood-soaked Red ||

~*~

RF1: Ramon Fuentes | Kimber Stainless Raptor II | Team Rose Foxes/Undonned |"Shit." | A book too many
HB2: Amir Al-Asad | Trident | Team Honey Badgers/Neckerchief | "Oh COME ON." |

~*~
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April 26th, 2010, 8:15 pm #25

"Ah yes, attend class it's ti-"

Kamon stopped talking the moment one of the kids jumped from his chair and charged towards him. Given what he'd just said and the reaction of Kuninobu, this just had to be Nanahara. The wannabee rockstar, from all accounts. Ordering the rebellious practitioner of the decadant banned music rubbed out wouldn't just be his job, it would be a pleasure.

Kamon grinned as a couple of students screamed out their classmate's name, a girl(friend?) even jumping from her seat. He calmly gestured to one of the soldiers behind him, who unhurriedly brought his assault rifle to his shoulder, aimed it, and...

The eclectically haired girl (thinking back to the files and that unmistakable hairstyle, it had to be Shimizu) that had been glaring at Kamon dived from her desk and smashed into Nanahara with a tackle worthy of an American footballer (not that Kamon would know anything about that filthy sport, of course). For a moment, Kamon considered allowing Nanahara a reprieve, then changed his mind. He couldn't be allowed to get away with attempted assault on a government official, of all things.

Kamon nodded, and the soldier; a boyishly-faced young man called Kando, corrected his aim and pulled the trigger, sending a rapid burst of fire towards Shuuya and his would-be rescuer.
G21 - Yoshimi Yahagi - Uzi & Grand Power K100 - 'Elsewhere' - "I'm not! I-I can't trust anybody Y-Yoji, not even you! J-just do yourself a favour and l-leave, Yoji!"
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April 26th, 2010, 8:34 pm #26

Shuuya was close to the fat man, almost there, when someone hit him from the side. He faltered for half a second as the girl, who he now recognized as Hirono, tried to stop him. He had a moment to realize what had happened, what he had been in the process of doing. This was... bad. How could he have thought he could stop this game here, of all places? He had let his anger get the better of him. He couldn't die now, though. His classmates needed him. Yoshi needed him. Shinji's way had been right after all.

He heard the gunfire. He felt it in a vague, far away sort of way, as it jerked his chest and shoulders. This was wrong somehow. This wasn't supposed to be happening. At least it didn't hurt. Nothing hurt now. He couldn't feel anything, not even his own motion as he toppled forward. He couldn't feel Hirono, still holding onto him. He could just watch the ground rushing towards his face, could see the red spots there, the red spots that were spreading, blooming where the red drops hit, red drops that seemed to be coming from... himself?

How can this be happening? How could I have been so stupid?

At least he could serve as an example. At least his classmates would know better than to resist this obviously, this stupidly. He tried to force out words, to gasp out one more phrase. He wanted to say, "Yoshi, live for me," but he couldn't. He couldn't make his mouth work.

His head bounced off the floor. He still didn't feel it, just saw the print it made in the blood. His blood. His head came down again and stayed there, leaving his left eye level with the spreading fluid. It trickled across the floor, in front of the first row of desks. He had almost made it. He had almost reached Kamon. If only Hirono hadn't... but no. He wouldn't have made it even without her interference. He'd been a few steps too slow.

The red was going, now, replaced by a tide of black, darkness trickling over his vision.

Damn.

At least he'd tried. He'd tried to do something. The Program hadn't beaten him. It hadn't made him fight his friends. It hadn't made him betray his morals. As the blackness closed over him, he felt almost guilty. Of all the students, he was getting off the easiest.

"Well now I'm no hero, that's understood..."

Ninth Grade/Class B - Boy #15: SHUUYA NANAHARA: ELIMINATED
41 STUDENTS REMAINING
Current characters:

The Program: V3 Prologue:
Mina Mashall - Digital Voice Recorder - Making a good impression - "I didn't know you felt so strongly about me."
Erik Bell - Jericho .941 - Having lunch - "May I?"

SECOND CHANCES: V2:
Assorted flora and fauna

SOTF-TV V2:
EW4: Jewel Evans - Chatterbox Communicator Headsets (0/5) - Online - ELIMINATED - "Scars are just reminders to be better next time."
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The Program V1:
M06: Karl Chalmers - American Flag - The Mess Hall - DECEASED
F09: Nichole "Nikki" Campbell - 6 Pack of Beer (0/6) - Open Ground - DECEASED

The Program V2:
M08: Alexander Bonham - Steel Folding Chair - The Pine Stands - DECEASED
F20: Robin Pounds - Stress Ball - Mountain Track - DECEASED

SOTF-TV V1:
PRP3: Karen Ruiz - Glock 17 (0/17 +1 bullet), WASP Knife, Swordcane - Over and out - ELIMINATED - "I don't find pointless death funny."
W02: Renée Carlson - Straight Razor - The Resort Beach - DECEASED

SOTF-TV V2:
SS4: Austin White - Gold Retractable Spyglass - The World Oyster - DECEASED

Second Chances V1:
G16: Nicole Husher (thanks to TBH!) - Colt Single Action Army - The Makeshift Hospital - DECEASED

Second Chances V2:
B12: Richard Ormsby - x4 Flashbang Grenades - The Ravine - DECEASED
B22: William Lohman - Winchester Model 1897 - The Ravine - DECEASED

BR AU:
B15: Shuya Nanahara - No Weapon - The School Building - DECEASED
B20: Kyoichi Motobuchi - Bulletproof Vest - Tourist Association - DECEASED
G01: Mizuho Inada - Grenades (0/2) - Clinic - DECEASED

SOTF Evolution:
Subject C01: Samantha Reynolds - Facial Morphing - The Cove - ELIMINATED

VIRTUA SOTF:
M11: Richard Ormsby - Cowbell - The Corssroads Bridge - GAME OVER
M22: William Lohman - Hockey Stick - The Corssroads Bridge - GAME OVER
If you want an honest assessment of your character's storyline, feel free to PM me and I'll whip one up as soon as I am able.

Thanks to Bear/Frogue/Kotorikun/Ryuki for the avatar art.
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April 26th, 2010, 8:56 pm #27

The thoughts on how incredibly bad an idea what she'd done had been were still reeling through Hirono's head when gunfire echoed through the classroom. Nanahara had teetered when she'd crashed into him, still managing to continue moving forward, but as the assault rifle fired... Hirono felt Shuuya's body jerk, the tremors running all the way through him and into her. As if in slow motion, the pair of them went down.

What!? No! You can't have just shot him anyway! You... you fucking! Aaaaaaah!

Nanahara pitched over, his dead (and he was dead, nobody with that many holes punched in their chest could be alive) weight pinning one of Hirono's arms to the floor. In moments, the sleeve of her uniform was drenched in blood, and she just lay there in mute shock. Hirono was unharmed, but Shuuya... for all her own idiocy, he'd been killed anyway.

This was the corpse of Shuuya Nanahara. That crazy bastard Nanahara, who never seemed to let anyone stay glum or be down, not even guys like that doofus Akamatsu. Like that time Sasagawa had been picking on him, and Shuuya had had half the class watching Akamatsu playing that stupid video game...

And here he was... dead.

This... how can it... This... THIS is the fucking Program!

For her part, Hirono just lay there, one arm pinned, shaking slightly, almost in shock.
~*~
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P2.5
Charlie Cade Jr | Bowie Knife | Making Friends
Grant Gault | Nailed It | PARTY TIME BOYS


SC2
Keiji Tanaka | Claw Hammer | Optimism OP
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Marilyn Williams | Hi-Point Model JHP | "G-guh-go a-ah-ah-away!" | Probably still crying
Tyler Blake | Heart and Soul | "Please don't let this keep happening." | True Patriot

Rocky: Marilyn's face x people's fists

~*~

Natalie Chauncey | Dragunov SVD | "..." | Trauma | Team Black/Stolen
Tristan Hart | Principles | "At least I had the balls to try." | Doing right by himself | Team Grey/Gone
Mikaela Warner (adopted) | Shuriken | "It's not called the Hippocratic suggestion." | Shattered | Team Red/Around her head

~*~

Clarisse Huntingdon | Cattle Branding Iron | |
Oswald "Oz" Stevenson | Ice Skates |

Caleb Smartt | Camouflage Onesie | "Hey, slow down a second!" | Ain't that a shot to the head |
Anastasia Flores | 1860 Henry Repeater | "Vete al infierno americano!" | White, Blue, and blood-soaked Red ||

~*~

RF1: Ramon Fuentes | Kimber Stainless Raptor II | Team Rose Foxes/Undonned |"Shit." | A book too many
HB2: Amir Al-Asad | Trident | Team Honey Badgers/Neckerchief | "Oh COME ON." |

~*~
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April 26th, 2010, 9:38 pm #28

Noriko watched everything happen as though it was in slow motion. Shuya had taken off out of his seat, heading directly for the man at the front, Kamon. While she couldn't really blame him for doing so, she also knew instinctively it was a bad idea. Someone screamed his name, but it was already too late by that point. Not even Hirono's attempt to stop his foolish act was going to help right now.

Then, the gunshots rang out, and with it, Noriko felt something break inside. Shuya's body jerked as the lead entered his body, then he fell to the side. The pool of crimson under his body spread like spilt water, and there was no doubt. He was dead. Shuya Nanahara, that ray of hope that everyone instincively was drawn to, had been snuffed out by these heartless men.

"Shuya..." Noriko said quietly, her voice lost in the countless others also saying the dead boy's name. She wanted nothing more than to get up and run to his body, to prove that it wasn't real. There was just no way that Shuya was dead. Something in her subconscious stopped her body from moving on it's own, so Noriko could do nothing but stare at the body.

Stay strong.... stay strong.... Noriko said to herself over and over in her head as the tears flowed silently.
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Female Student #15-Noriko Nakagawa-No Weapon- Northern Cliffs
Female Student #06-Yukiko Kitano-No Weapon- Residential District
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Subject C08 Ashlie Jackson
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G07 Rena Bellaire
G12 Joanne Seguin
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Marvia Jones- Team: RED
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April 26th, 2010, 10:16 pm #29

Yuichiro watch as the events around him unfold. From Kyoichi being shot down to Shuya sprinted out to attack Kamon. He was scared, confuse and most of all he just wanted to go home. That was until Shuuya was tackled by Hirono and then shot to death by a soldier. It didn't register at first but he soon realized what had happen. Shuuya, the class hero, was dead.

Yuichiro started to panic as tears flowed down.

What the hell was going on? Shuuya didn't deserve this! He was always there helping everyone! He was so nice and optimistic! Why the hell... Why the hell did they kill him?

Closing his eyes Yuichiro was lost on what to do. If Shuuya had failed than... Than what chance do they have? Did they really have to kill one and other? Did people really have to die?

*

Chisato scream when the bullets struck Shuuya.

No! This couldn’t be happening! She covered her ears and shut her eyes as she kept crying. This wasn't real! Why Shuuya? Why was this happening?

She drew her legs as she went into a ball. She wanted to go home. She didn't want to be here. She wanted to be back in class and talk with her friends about boys or admire Shinji from a distant. But what she wanted the most was to see them all in classroom with Shuuya trying to cheer them up. That all she wanted. For her classmates and her to be back home safe and sound.

*

Yukie eye widen when she saw Shuuya get shot. She screamed.

"No!"

She dash off from her desk towards Shuuya. Ignoring Hirono she went down on her knees in the puddle of blood as her hands grab Shuuya arm.

"No! Shuuya! Wake up! Please!"

She starred at the bullet wounds in his chest. Too many... There were too many holes... Too much blood... She tried to stay calm but tears ran down her face. Not Shuuya... Out of everyone in the classroom why did he had to die? Right in front of her he was gunned down like an animal. She cried as she lean her head down on his body, ignoring the blood.

She remembers the first time she had met him when they were at elementary school. She was trying to organize the volleyball team when she had met him and soon fell in love. His good looks, optimist personality and heroic actions had drawn her towards him. He was always there to help others. He was always there to support those who were bullied. He was always fighting for his beliefs. No matter what he never gave up. He was always the role model of what Yukie wanted to be. He was a hero. Even till the end he held on to his beliefs.

She knew he was gone. She knew she had to accept it but it was hard. Harder than she ever imagine. She never was able to tell him her feelings and now... Now he would never know.

She looked at his face one last time before her hand went over to close his eyes. Tears kept flowing as she let go of his body. Her hands, knees and her forehead were covered in his blood but that was little important to her. Her mind was being swarm by emotions but most of all she was angry. She looked at the fat man with hatred. It was their fault that everything had happen. Their fault that they were here, their fault that everyone was suffering but most of all it was their fault that Shuuya was dead.

Yukie had never actually wish someone dead before. Sure she had been angry at individuals before but never had the desired to actually kill someone. But now she was sure. She wanted to kill the fat man. She wanted to beat the system. She wanted to end all of this. For both revenge and everyone’s safety. She wanted to end it here and now. She stood up and her hands clenched. Blood drip and slid down from her hands, knees and forehead. She wanted to do something but she knew better. Shuuya... Shuuya had tried to rebel and the results were clear... She knew she had to wait no matter how hard it was. She looked at the fat man and turned to walk back at her desk and sat down.

She was going to find a way to defeat the Program and save everyone. She had to. Shuuya would have done the same.
B13, Yuichiro Takaguchi - The School Building (G7): The Worst Game In History - Healthy
G02, Yukie Utsumi - Residential District (H8): Gameplan - Healthy
G19, Chisato Matsui - The School Building (G7): The Worst Game In History - Healthy
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April 27th, 2010, 3:33 am #30

It had all happened so fast, it was a blur to Akamatsu. Hirono had jumped from her seat, in an attempt to save Shuya. Hirono, the girl who was just supposed to be a tough girl, made fun of him, always followed around Mitsuko...she wanted to save him! But...The bullets were fast. Louder than in any video game or movie he had seen. And so once Akamatsu stopped whimpering and opened his eyes again, he almost yelled out.

Pinning down Hirono like a weight, was the freshly dead corpse of Shuya Nanahara.

Akamatsu didn't care anymore. About the Program, about the class, about what he looked like. The big boy burst into loud sobs that were a drone amongst the screams and cries echoing in the classroom at that moment. Akamatsu was inconsolable. The most popular person in the class, the person who made him feel welcome amongst a class of people who would only make fun of him, the one everyone would never pick on...had ascended.

He would only stop crying, and grieving, and everything when someone forced him at gunpoint. Shuya was dead. Hirono was probably dead as well. He didn't even lift a finger to help. He was close! He could have tackled him! He was heavy enough to take down Shuya and Hirono at the same time! He could have even blocked a bullet or two!

BUT NO! ALL YOU DID WAS CRY! YOU WATCHED AND YOU CRIED! YOU STUPID DOOFUS! YOU COULD HAVE DONE SOMETHING! YOU'RE USELESS! USELESS FUCKWIT!!!


*

Loud noises filled the head of Yuko Sakaki, and she was taken back to the seventh grade. A circle surrounded two boys trying to...hurt each other? But why would they-

Yuko was watching from the side of the classroom, here eyes wide with fear. Why were those two boys hurting each other? Did they do something wrong?

Yuko's ponderings were shattered when the larger of the two connected his fist with the other boys face. Blood was gushing out his face somewhere and Yuko was screaming. Screaming louder than she had ever screamed in her life. Where were the teachers? Did they allow this to happen? DID THEY WANT THIS TO HAPPEN? Why? WHY?

Unbeknownst to Yuko, her scream was not connected only to her memory state. Her body, her vocal chords were screaming louder than her 9th grade self had ever allowed. To anyone else, it would look like she was screaming at the state that the classroom was now in. The two characters at the front of the classroom covered in blood, the people around the room crying and yelling, and the teacher now standing over the dead body demonically, like something out of the Old Testament. When Yuko's eyes were finally ripped away from her memories and back to the present, her eyes finally registered on those sights, and she fell silent. She may have been a teen with a fragile mind, but she was not stupid. She had to stop herself so she could make sure that she wasn't the one being hurt next. So she finally registered her place in the classroom.

From her point of view, the classroom looked similar to the one at school, only it was nightime. The seating arrangement was similar as well, as she seemed to be up the back on the right hand side of the classroom, near Yukie and her friends. So what was the plan now? Did Yukie, the femal rep for the class, have a plan? Would she get them off the island?
The Program 2.5 - Traitors

Santiago Ibarra - Butterfly Knife

Nani Clover - Plastic Scythe

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Battle Royale AU - A Second Chance
Yoshio - Cause of Death: 'sploded - 15/42
Yuko - Cause of Death: Lack of Faith - 32/42
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The Program - v1 - Young Patriots
Chanel - ♡ - 51/53
♥ -
Matthew - ☿ - 27/53
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SOTF TV - v1 - Our Main Cast
Holly - Thuck the game. - 58/66
Ω - Ω - Ω
Anna - [redacted]. - 21/66
© - © - © - © - © - © - ©
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VIRTUA SOTF - The Players
Ramona - Boom. - 40/47
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Cameo - Gasp. - 7/47
Ø - Ø - Ø - Ø - [url=http://s1.zetaboards.com/SOTF_Mini/topic/4633730%2
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