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June 8th, 2011, 4:30 pm #61

[[OOC: Alright, I'm trying to fit in all of Shawn's missing interactions about the current situation, in this one post, since I have much to cover since the last time I posted. Don't want Shawn to be completely lost here. I believe The Bearded One has given the new post order to everyone here, through PM.]]

One of the shadowy figures came forward. Looked like this huge guy Shawn Morrison had seen around the Silver Dragon Academy campus. Didn't know his name though. What he did know, was the guy had one of his ears completely missing from his head, and dried blood trailing across his face.

He began accusing the girl - Alicia, and Ben for leaving him to die. Shawn found that hard to believe. No, Ben-o wouldn't do something like that. If he did, than it was because this guy wasn't trustworthy himself, and by the way Zach and Simon (Shawn remembered him now: a fellow nature lover from Silver Dragon Academy. Dude should've joined the eco-club!) had sided with Alicia and Ben on the issue, and the eerie way the boy, who had now introduced himself as Harold Smythe was acting, it didn't seem like Harold was trustworthy sort.

In the span of a few seconds he'd gone from eager, to sobbing, to puppy dogged, and then back to eager, and speaking something about finding god. Strange, but seemingly harmless, and infatuated with Mae. His partner however, the girl in the shadows looked like she had a gun of her own.

"They cannot stay here!" Alicia had stated from the rear, her shotgun at ready. "This place is claimed by the Elves!"

...

Well that made Shawn's eyebrows raise. But it made him grin too.

I wonder what it would be like to see into that mind of hers. Must be pretty cool in there.

Harold started pacing in front of Mae and Shawn. Giving them a strange lecture about ogres and monsters. These people had some unusual minds, even for Shawn.

Harold stopped in front of Mae, and grabbed her.

Shawn was ready to move in, to get the guy to back off, until he realized Harold was just rubbing her shoulder and talking to her about god and the person who was going to kill them all, the one she loved: her boyfr-

Wait what? Boyfriend? According to the Silver Dragon Academy populace... that was him - right? No way. This had to be some sort of misunderstanding...



"Easy. Easy now." Shawn Morrison raised a hand up in the air and looked at everyone around him. He put the hand to his hair and ruffled it nervously, with a matching nervous smile. It was at this moment Shawn realized that Harold was looking at Zach, when he mentioned those words.

Zach. Boyfriend. Mae. The one she loves? Am I missing something here?

Shawn looked on in confusion.

Harold wasn't making any sense. About everything he said. Most of all: Harold was wrong about Zach. Harold was unreliable. But Mae sided with Harold anyway.

Shawn simply looked at the two, shaking his head in disapproval, as he turned to follow Zach's lead to get his own stuff: bag, guitar, stuffed monkey.

He followed Zach out again, to see Harold cuddle Mae, and tell her, he loved her...

Then...

FLASH

Zach's wrench

Harold's Head

FLASH

Snake's Head

Wrench smashing into both skulls in unison

Snake was bleeding

FLASH

Harold was bleeding

Harold was the snake.



Zach had attacked Harold on behalf of Mae. Just like he did with Brian Eno, the now deceased snake. Just like what Zach tried to do with the other Sean. To protect her.

Or

Shawn couldn't believe he hadn't picked up on this sooner. Zach probably did have a relationship with Mae, as Harold had implied. Zach wasn't attacking people cause he was protecting her. Zach was killing animals and attacking people to impress Mae, cause he was...

Jealous.


Unlike with Zach's attack on Other Sean, Shawn didn't have anytime to stop Zach. Harold had already been struck, and held hostage by him, and he had a weapon. Even with how much stronger Shawn naturally was over Zach, he was no match, unarmed, against an angry and jealous boy with a weapon. Not to mention the threat, of Harold's companion with those guns.

“I warned you all…the devil shows his true colors now! Marvia… run at least one of us should live to fight another day…everyone please go I do not wish for any of you to follow me in this madman’s path of destruction!”

Shawn was just stunned. He had sided along with Zach. He didn't want to believe what Harold was saying. He didn't want to believe that Zach could be a killer. Now... Shawn was witnessing it unfold before his own eyes.

No.

Shawn still had hope for Zach.

"ZACH! What are you doing Man!? THIS IS CRAZY!" It was more of a statement than a question.

He looked at Mae. "Just. Stay with me. I... I'll keep you safe."

Shawn looked at his companions. He was ready to follow whatever they were going to do now.
Second Chances Version 2 Characters:
B14: Kyran Dean | Alive - bandaged cheek with diagonal scar, bloody nose | Whatever (Catchphrase) in: Hero? But I'm a Kid Like Everyone Else | AK-47
G29: Wendy Fischer | Alive | Pantsless in: Carp Diem | Frozen 25lb Carp with no head (Mr. Dolph)

Sotf-TV Season 65 Flagship:
Gold Team Member #4 (SDA Male): Shawn Morrison | One with the Universe | Being Real in: Oracular Spectacular | Brian Peter George St. John Le Baptiste De La Salle Eno, The Deceased Boa Constrictor.

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June 8th, 2011, 7:08 pm #62

Marvia looked around her, taking in the various positions of everyone. Harold was over with one of the girls, doing.... something, and another of the boys was over there as well. All eyes seemed to be on them, which was good for her at least. It meant that it was time for her to leave.

Just as she was getting ready to do so, there was a commotion with Harold. Marvia looked just in time to see the other boy swing a wrench at him. He then made sure she wouldn't be able to shoot at him. Like Harold being in front of him would have really stopped her. Harold told her to run, like she wasn't already planning it.

Marvia picked up her bag, taking one last look around her. Everyone was focusing on Harold and the other two, not really paying attention to her. That worked for her. Marvia walked away from the beach, in no real hurry to get anywhere, but with a quick enough step that she could easily break into a run if needed. Either way, she was out of there.

((Marvia Jones continued elsewhere))
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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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June 9th, 2011, 1:34 am #63

As expected it didn’t take long for the situation to boil over from somewhat tense to out of hand. Once Harold had stepped forward to place his hand on Mae’s shoulder and began talking about being chosen by God and how Mae should continue his work it was pretty clear that he was a little… off. Still, he was talking about finding a bloodless way out of this game and that was something Simon had to agree with even if the guy it was coming from crept him out.

Things started going badly the moment Harold said that he ‘loved’ Mae and hugged her. Even in the platonic, vaguely religious ‘I love all God’s Children’ sense that he meant it Simon could tell that Harold had crossed some sort of line with that comment; it was like something palpable in the air had shifted.

Zack came in to separate the two of them before slamming a wrench in his face and grabbing Harold like a human shield. The purpose of this eluded Simon for the time being until he began glancing at everyone else for their reaction and finally spotted Marvia and her guns, however just as Simon was beginning to contemplate how badly the situation could turn if she got involved it seemed like she was willing to take Harold’s advice and leave.

That was one potential problem dealt with it seemed but it still didn’t shed any light on how Simon was going to act. A large – and probably sensible – part of his wanted to just run, get out of this situation now before he got seriously dragged into it. These people weren’t his teammates, weren’t his problem really. He kind of felt bad about leaving Alicia in this situation but again he barely knew the girl and from their bandana’s these were her teammates anyway.

Still, in opposition to this was a previously undiscovered part of Simon that had started emerging more as the game went on, the part that made him want to stick around and make sure things turned out well; or at least non-lethally. It was what made him unhesitatingly try to walk up to and then give first aid to a girl who had previously been holding a shotgun in one of his classmate’s faces. That made him walk into the middle of this situation to begin with when he should have just stayed in the shack with Alicia and Ben. And, something in the back of his mind whispered, ultimately the part that would probably get him killed.

He had the Stun Gun in his hand already. Zack had his back turned he could just walk over for a better shot and end this right now, without any more pain or difficulty. Until Zack woke up at least.

Shawn stepped forward before Simon could though, attempting to talk Zack out of this before it went any further. Whether it would work or not would have to be seen but it was probably a better first option than what Simon was going to try. He stepped forward, getting within the range necessary for a good shot with the Stun Gun but kept his hands safely by his side.

“He’s unarmed Zack. The girl with the guns is gone, there’s no threat here anymore. You can just let him go and let him leave and everyone will be fine. You should do that”
Program V3 Prologue
Michael Bair - Proud to be an American
Quote: N/A
Weapon: Brass Knuckles, Heckler & Koch FABARM FP6 Entry
Location: N/A
Status: Alive
[+] Spoiler
Evo:
Subject C05: Simon Matthews
Ability: Scorching Palms
Status: Deceased
Cause of Death: Shot by Ashlie Jackson

SOFT-TV:
Team 13 D: Simon Porter - Silver Dragon Academy
Weapon: Stun Gun (6x Cartridges)
Status: Deceased
Cause of Death: Shot by Glen Bole

Orange Team No. 1: Vincent Sullivan - Detroit
Weapons: Digital Camera + Desert Eagle .50 (6/7, 7/7, 46/56 in Box) + SPAS-12 (7/8, 19/30 in Box) + 1x Walkie-Talkie + Bullet Proof Vest + Claymore
Discarded Weapons: 3x Shards of a Plate (On Tiffany Dexter's Body) + 1x Walkie-Talkie (Taken by Karen Ruiz) + Wooden Boat Oar (Left in the Forest) + Colt Anaconda .45 Magnum (2/6, 30/36 in Box) (Given to Brennan O'Brian)
Status: Finally dead
Cause of Death: Lack of medical care

Virtua SOTF:
M07 - Alex Henry - Alderbrook High School - Music lover, Theatre lover and Violinist
Inventory: Inner-tube
Current Score: 0
Healthbar: 0%
Cause of Death: Shot by arrow and then drowned

The Program V2:
M10: Aaron Chalmers
Weapon: Lasso
Quote: "Feels good. You did a great job.”
Cause Of Death: Head Bashed By Anastasia Flores

M11: Gerald Lawson
Weapon: Picnic Basket and Apple Pie
Quote: “Aww, man. You killed the Furby.”
Cause Of Death: Shot by Anastasia Flores

SOTF-TV V2:
GH2 - Alice Young: Whittree Secondary School
Quote: “I made so many mistakes.”
Weapon: X-Force 850 Pro; 1 Arrow loaded, 3 ready to go, 7 in reserve.
Location: The Final Curtain
Status: Deceased - Multiple stab wounds

AE3 - Shawn Thornton: Davison Secondary School
Quote: “That’s what this group is right? Your plan? Another choice. A peaceful option. A different way.”
Weapon: None
Location: Cursed, Hexed, Spellbound
Status: Deceased - Single gunshot wound

Second Chances V2:
Aaron Chalmers - All American 2.0
Quote: "Fuck off Michael."
Weapon: Philadelphia Derringer
Location: Say it with Firecrackers!
Status: Deceased - Shot through the heart
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June 9th, 2011, 9:18 pm #64

Alicia and the shotgun spelt safety, so Ben saw no reason to move when she leveled the weapon to the window.

Her mention of her name and the elves elicited a flicker of a smile, but that quickly faded with talk of blending in. Ben then shifted his sights between everyone and kept his expression carefully neutral.

Meanwhile, Harold kept yapping about his divine purpose while squeezing Mae's shoulder. Ben listened and his heart sank a little at Mae's agreement. Conversely, he also sighed in relief. The monster being spoken of was not himself. Instead, it was Zach.

Ben glanced towards his classmate and events simply unraveled. Zach lifted that wrench and swung it downwards upon Harold's head. All the while, Zach's face remained eerily calm, an odd detail that didn't escape Ben. For a moment thereafter, Harold was even used as a human shield towards the fleeing Marvia.

As all this occurred, Ben flinched when he spotted blood. Otherwise, he watched with the detached sense of a bystander who could do nothing to intervene. As previously stated, he would not have advocated such rash action if asked. However, that did not stop the whispering voice in his head: Well, at least the island might have one less problem. The thought didn't even consider the problem Zach himself became, but Ben had no plans on making moves on Mae, so he was probably alright. Unless Zach decided to target them all, but Ben doubted that.

Shawn and Simon were trying to talk Zach down, with the latter holding that stun gun. Ben might have added his voice to theirs. He even opened his mouth to do so, but had second thoughts and shut it.

Ben Grayson - Alive
PNK4: Gold Pretender
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June 10th, 2011, 3:54 am #65

The Ogre paid no attention to Ali's warning. He walked calmly up to the Elf-maid, speaking his poisonous words to her. He put one of his foul hands on her shoulder, treating her as if she were a human child instead of an Elven warrior.

Alicia kept her shotgun aimed at the Ogre wherever he trod. Her finger itched to fire the gun, killing the monster. That is what one does to monsters, isn't it? Of course it is. She didn't fire, though, for fear of hitting the Elf or the human healer close at hand. If her aim wasn't exactly true, she could hurt an innocent, an ally.

Ali couldn't hear the words that the Ogre was pouring into the Elf's ear, but after a moment, the Elf quietly answered him back. She seemed at peace. Good, Ali thought, she's about to run the monster through with her sword. But she didn't.

Instead, she let the Ogre hug her.

Ali's breath caught in her throat; she couldn't figure out why. Her finger rested lightly on the shotgun's trigger, rubbing it gently to reassure her that she could fire at a moment's notice. Back away, good m'lady, and I'll slay the beast for you!

In the flash of an eye, the healer had struck the Ogre in the head with some kind of mace which Ali hadn't seen previously. He grabbed the Ogre and pulled him bodily away from the Elf-maid.

There was blood. A lot of blood. The blood was streaming down the back of the Ogre's head and splattering on the healer's hands and shirt. Alicia's stomach gave a quick lurch, and she gasped loudly. There was blood, and her left hand throbbed where she used to have a finger, but didn't any longer. Fresh tears sprang from her eyes, and her legs refused to support her any more. She sat down on the floor of the hut, her back against the wall, holding the shotgun across her lap and trying to forget the sight of all that blood.


SotF-TV:
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Bobby Goldman - track star & wannabe firefighter from Detroit Central HS. Wpn = Shopping Cart (abandoned), 1x plastic rod, 2x (destroyed) 1x metal rod, 1x copper pipe
Pregame: Party Hard -> Doorways
Grey #1 -> Cold & Lonely Road -> Establishing Shot -> Friendly Fire -> Walking Dead -> Peers -> Metanoia -> Transitive Bodies -> As Cold as Silence -> The Wild Hunt -> Wrong Direction -> Bagman's Gambit.

and: Alicia White - fairy-obsessed former gang girl from Detroit Central HS. Wpn = Remington 870 Shotgun [7/8]
Pregame: Lunch Line
Gold #3 -> Lucidity -> Partly Cloudy -> King of the Jungle -> Time to Pretend -> Of Elves and Men.
Virtua-SOTF:
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Warren Davies - fan of hockey, history, & games. Wpn = Sawed-off Shotgun [12/12]
The Saloon is Open -> The Good, the Bad, and the OMGWTF
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June 10th, 2011, 10:47 am #66

It was like everything had just exploded. Harold was hugging her, and she had felt happiness and gladness in her heart at the fact that maybe, just maybe, she had calmed everyone down and built a sort of bridge between her little group of adventurers and Harold and then all of a sudden...blood.

It was Zach. Oh God, and she knew why.

She was amazed that he had not managed to hit her, but then something in her heart told her that he wouldn't hit her, not yet anyway, her heart pounded as he smacked Harold over and over with the wrench and Harold spoke in spite of all of this. Who had he called out to...Marvia? The girl who had accompanied Harold disappeared then. Maybe that was for the best.

Everyone was busy trying to talk Zach down but Mae grew increasingly more hysterical as she saw the look in his eyes. This wasn't just the power trip she saw him have as he killed that boa constrictor, this was something more. Oh God.

Shawn was by her side and part of her took insane comfort in that, she wanted him to put his arms around her and keep her here on earth.

"Just. Stay with me. I... I'll keep you safe." She looked at him with blank eyes. The words were great, she loved that he had said them, but she also had no idea how he possibly could follow through with them. Maybe he could keep her safe, but maybe it was in a different way than he anticipated. She didn't know, but she didn't want him to get hurt just because he knew her. Or touched her. Or because she wanted him to touch her. She needed to handle Zach herself so he didn't hurt anyone else, these people didn't deserve that. She took a deep breath and gently squeezed Shawn's arm. feather light, so Zach wouldn't notice in his rage. Mae looked at Shawn with a look that said please trust me.

"I have an idea, watch my sword." she whispered to him.

"Zach." She was too quiet about it, how could he hear, over what he was doing?

"Zach?" She took a step forward, towards the pas de deux of violence, afraid of getting hit but knowing that if she didn't she might not capture his attention. "Zach. Zach. She dropped her katana to the ground and brought her hands up.

Maybe she could detect a pause, or a hesitation, because it gave her the strength to speak. "Zach. What...what a silly misunderstanding this all is. We should really talk. Would you like to go somewhere private to talk?"

She added a little emphasis on private. Maybe he'd take it the wrong way, but at this point, Mae wasn't sure what the wrong way even was. But maybe, just maybe, if she could get Zach away from Harold, away from everyone else, things would be okay. She tried to arrange her face into a charming and not at all terrified combination.

Hopefully worked.

(Adding this in here because Mae has been GMed elsewhere...)
-PeregrineInk

Honoring the glorious dead:
F26: Maddie Harris: Resident artist.- Seven Unveiled Masterpieces- Death by carelessness
YLW5:Jake Langston:Just a nice guy-No kills- Death by misunderstanding
GLD1:Mae St. Clair -One half of the Golden Couple- One and a half kills- Death by loss of hope
M18: Brian Larke: A horrible human being.- Two kills- Death by just desserts.
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June 10th, 2011, 2:44 pm #67

(Gm and post before with permission...)

Harold was not feeling right at all, something in the hit’s the wrench caused to his head had made him feel very light headed. Had the gods abandoned him just as Marvia did? The snake had finally started chomping on this Garden of Eden. His words had worked calling out Zach instead of Shawn as his beloved disciple’s boyfriend. Of course, he expected to be far away and watched the fireworks from afar. He certainly did not expect a wrench to the head. He certainly did not expect the pain or the odd thoughts in his head.

He thrashed as his captor tried to desperately use him as a shield. A pointless endeavour now as his right hand of vengeance had flown the coop. He bunched up his fist and aimed an elbow at Zach’s testicular region. As his captor fell down, he ran as hard as he could towards Mae.

“We must depart before the demon regroups himself…Shawn you must follow as well!” he said as he tenderly took Maes hand. He knew he had no chance of being with Mae but he can at least make sure her current beloved one is safe from this new monster of his own design. His plan was set…He decided to flee into the rainforest in order to use the trees as a way to make a final stand against the devil. It would be either him or Zach now but either way whether he lives or not…

HE HAS ALREADY WON…

(Harold Smythe concludes in…A psychopath...)
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June 10th, 2011, 3:36 pm #68

He watched his struggles, and he felt that little buzz again. That primeval sense of power of being above someone, more powerful than someone. It was a beautiful, perfect sense. It felt right. He was doing it right. That calm smile grew, becoming less clear cut as the knowledge that he was in control burned a path through his mind. He was alpha and omeg-

"Zach" a calm, quiet little voice. Weak. Soft. M- Mae? "Zach?"

He turned his head slightly, pausing for a moment. It was Her, standing there, Her katana dropped to the side.

"Zach. What...what a silly misunderstanding this all is. We should really talk. Would you like to go somewhere private to talk?" He loosened his grip on the scum he was holding. She sounded so perfect, so polite. Angelic, that was it. She seemed to almost gleam in the moonlight.

And Her face bore that expression that he'd so often drempt of Her having. A look of charm and adoration. And it was sexy.

He began to open his mouth, to reply, but then, a fist slammed into his crotch. He shouted in agony, swearing at the top of his lungs. He crumpled to the floor, his eyes closed as he tensed up.

By the time he opened them again, the tears pricking his eyes, he watched as Mae and Harold run away, into a blurry tree line. He looked behind him, wanting to take the katana with him. He was going to cut his balls off for that.

But Shawn. Shawn had taken control of it. He didnt have time to take it from him.

So he ran after them, wincing with each step. Each jolt of pain giving him even more reason for vengence

(( Zachariah Johnston Continued in ... A Psychopath ))
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Zachariah Johnston - Lived a Villain, Died a Martyr - Team 13
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Daniel Newhouse - Currently alive and well!
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Constructive Critism is always welcome! - I'm returning from a VERY long hiatus
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June 10th, 2011, 6:33 pm #69

As Harold requested, his partner, Marvia, as he called her, fled the scene instead of shooting; significantly decreasing the immediate danger.

Simon stepped forward, helping Shawn to talk down Zach, but unlike himself, Shawn noticed that Simon had a stun gun, that he could use to back his words up.

Shawn turned back to Mae, when he felt her gently squeeze his arm. The serious and begging yet caring look on her face told him the basics. She had a plan in mind, and she needed him to trust him on it. Shawn might have objected, but he simply nodded at her request instead. She wanted him to trust her, so he would, as Shawn watched carefully, next to Simon.

Mae let her sword fall to the ground. She wanted him to watch it for her, as she started her persuasion in attempt to stop the violence. He looked at it, not yet ready to go near the fight. Not ready to touch an implement of war. PEACE: That's all Shawn wanted.

Sweet talking. It made sense. Zach supposedly had feelings for Mae, and that was the one thing she could use on him, to help calm him down. It really seemed to work, as Zach seemed to lower his guard. His arms beginning to let go of the huge boy who was on his knees in front of him.

Then things went wrong again.

Harold used Mae's distraction as the perfect opportunity to smash his elbow into Zach's groin.

A rush of loud expletives echoes in the air, and before Shawn knew it, Harold was back up. Even after having his head struck by a wrench, and his head bleeding quite a bit; the massive boy seemed to still be functional. His size possibly giving him a much higher defense and pain tolerance, than the average person. Almost like the ogre, he was being referred to. Then again, the snake didn't die from the wrench strike either...

“We must depart before the demon regroups himself…Shawn you must follow as well!” Harold shouted.

Harold wanted Shawn to follow him? What does he want from m-

Then Harold grabbed Mae's hand and started running away. Kidnapping her in front of everyone. With his new knowledge on Zach's feelings toward Mae, Shawn suspected that Zach would be particularly angry about this.

Shawn looked down to see Zach's hands reaching for the katana.

No. Shawn wouldn't let him. He couldn't allow Zach to have an even more dangerous weapon, than the wrench. He ran up to it, and picked it up first, pulling the katana away from him.

But Zach didn't seem to care. He ran off, trailing after Harold and Mae.

The two boy's were both out of shape, with likely low cardio. Shawn could still catch up with them. Then try and fix this whole mess.

*

Shawn raised the sword into the air. Moonlight making it appear to glow as he motioned with it toward the rest of his newest companions, two them his own Gold-team-mates.

"Ali - you have a gun. Please keep everyone safe. Ben-O, watch Mae's stuff, please?"

The spontaneity of the moment, hadn't allowed her the chance to take her bag. Shawn handed Ben his guitar as well. He couldn't take it with him, while running after them. Luckily he could still carry his own bag, which was strapped against his back.

Shawn looked at Simon and the #13 bandanna on his head. "Zach's your partner... I'll bring him back."

He looked at the sword in his hand: Cold Steel. Shawn shuddered at the sight of it. He couldn't use it, but Mae told him to watch it for her. Fortunately, Shawn spotted the sheath of the sword, and covered it up.

"Stay here. I'll make sure to come back very soon."

Thrusting the sheathed sword into the air once more... Shawn nodded and sprinted out.

[[Shawn Morrison Continued To: A Psycopath.... Hopefully to come back again soon.]]
Second Chances Version 2 Characters:
B14: Kyran Dean | Alive - bandaged cheek with diagonal scar, bloody nose | Whatever (Catchphrase) in: Hero? But I'm a Kid Like Everyone Else | AK-47
G29: Wendy Fischer | Alive | Pantsless in: Carp Diem | Frozen 25lb Carp with no head (Mr. Dolph)

Sotf-TV Season 65 Flagship:
Gold Team Member #4 (SDA Male): Shawn Morrison | One with the Universe | Being Real in: Oracular Spectacular | Brian Peter George St. John Le Baptiste De La Salle Eno, The Deceased Boa Constrictor.

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June 11th, 2011, 3:36 pm #70

After the situation outside had effectively dissolved Simon walked back inside the shack where Ben and Alicia were still sitting and collapsed into one of the chairs around the table where everyone was smoking pot earlier; the faint but distinct smell could still be detected if you focused on it enough. He was still aching from his run through the rain forest earlier and then he got dragged – no, stepped willingly – into that mess; quite suddenly the realisation that it was way past midnight and that he was quite worn out hit him.

Placing the Stun Gun down on the wooden table he turned slowly towards the only other two people from their little group who hadn’t just gone running towards the rain forest. Part of him wondered if he should have gone along with everyone else but, aside from being Zack’s teammate – something he wasn’t exactly happy to find out about – he wasn’t involved in that mess.

“Urm, I don’t know about anybody else, but I’m exhausted. I think we should try to get some sleep before sunrise”
Program V3 Prologue
Michael Bair - Proud to be an American
Quote: N/A
Weapon: Brass Knuckles, Heckler & Koch FABARM FP6 Entry
Location: N/A
Status: Alive
[+] Spoiler
Evo:
Subject C05: Simon Matthews
Ability: Scorching Palms
Status: Deceased
Cause of Death: Shot by Ashlie Jackson

SOFT-TV:
Team 13 D: Simon Porter - Silver Dragon Academy
Weapon: Stun Gun (6x Cartridges)
Status: Deceased
Cause of Death: Shot by Glen Bole

Orange Team No. 1: Vincent Sullivan - Detroit
Weapons: Digital Camera + Desert Eagle .50 (6/7, 7/7, 46/56 in Box) + SPAS-12 (7/8, 19/30 in Box) + 1x Walkie-Talkie + Bullet Proof Vest + Claymore
Discarded Weapons: 3x Shards of a Plate (On Tiffany Dexter's Body) + 1x Walkie-Talkie (Taken by Karen Ruiz) + Wooden Boat Oar (Left in the Forest) + Colt Anaconda .45 Magnum (2/6, 30/36 in Box) (Given to Brennan O'Brian)
Status: Finally dead
Cause of Death: Lack of medical care

Virtua SOTF:
M07 - Alex Henry - Alderbrook High School - Music lover, Theatre lover and Violinist
Inventory: Inner-tube
Current Score: 0
Healthbar: 0%
Cause of Death: Shot by arrow and then drowned

The Program V2:
M10: Aaron Chalmers
Weapon: Lasso
Quote: "Feels good. You did a great job.”
Cause Of Death: Head Bashed By Anastasia Flores

M11: Gerald Lawson
Weapon: Picnic Basket and Apple Pie
Quote: “Aww, man. You killed the Furby.”
Cause Of Death: Shot by Anastasia Flores

SOTF-TV V2:
GH2 - Alice Young: Whittree Secondary School
Quote: “I made so many mistakes.”
Weapon: X-Force 850 Pro; 1 Arrow loaded, 3 ready to go, 7 in reserve.
Location: The Final Curtain
Status: Deceased - Multiple stab wounds

AE3 - Shawn Thornton: Davison Secondary School
Quote: “That’s what this group is right? Your plan? Another choice. A peaceful option. A different way.”
Weapon: None
Location: Cursed, Hexed, Spellbound
Status: Deceased - Single gunshot wound

Second Chances V2:
Aaron Chalmers - All American 2.0
Quote: "Fuck off Michael."
Weapon: Philadelphia Derringer
Location: Say it with Firecrackers!
Status: Deceased - Shot through the heart
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June 12th, 2011, 6:40 am #71

Ben turned away from the scene as Alicia sobbed and slumped against the wall of the shack. Holding his hands near the middle of his chest, he knew he should say or do something. She was part of the team Ben pretended to be part of. Furthermore, there was the guilt of running last time.

So, he knelt and--if allowed--reached out to gently pat Alicia's shoulder. "It'll be alright," he murmured. Not the most comforting of statements, but Ben would never be socially adept.

Elsewhere, events proceeded. Ben straightened just enough so he could keep track of things from the lower part of the window.Everything culminated with Zach, Mae, Harold, and Shawn departing. The last spoke to him and he nodded and glanced to the remaining two.

Simon made himself comfortable and spoke of exhaustion.

"Right. Sleep," Ben replied, scratching at the back of his neck. It seemed like forever ago that he'd been laying on the floor of this very shack. "I rested a little...before everything happened. I don't think you guys have, so I'll keep watch first..."

With that, Ben dragged one of the plastic chairs to the doorway of the structure and sat. Across the expanse of sand and to the ocean he stared. Then, Alicia at his side.

"Since we're on the same team," she said, "you can hold this until I wake up." She placed the shotgun in Ben's hands, then as an afterthought, handed over the gun's manual from her backpack as well.

For a few moments, he simply held the weapon. Something like this should have been his from the get go.

He sighed, setting the gun in his lap and squinting as he opened the manual. How long could he pretend? To the end? What would happen if he lasted that long and he and the other Gold members were sitting around and wondering why they hadn't been picked up yet?

Pushing the thought away, he tried to read by the milky moonlight. Pretending worked, for now.
Ben Grayson - Alive
PNK4: Gold Pretender
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June 12th, 2011, 3:55 pm #72

((Mungo's GMing of Alicia last post was approved via PM))


Ali heard the sounds of feet running along the beach, getting fainter. People were headed away from the merchant shack. She desperately hoped that the Ogre was leaving for good.

She wiped her tears away from her eyes as Sluagh knelt down beside her. He put a gentle hand on her shoulder and whispered "It'll be alright." She sniffled, and forced a smile. She saw the gold bandanna on his forehead and nodded. He's not an Elf, but he's on the same team. He's an ally.

Simon walked up the wood ramp into the shack and practically threw himself into a chair. He put his weapon (which Ali still couldn't identify) atop the table beside him. He suggested that they get sleep. Ali looked over at the boy. He looked tired as well, and she nodded again.

"I rested a little...before everything happened. I don't think you guys have, so I'll keep watch first," Sluagh said to them both. Ali was grateful for his offer, and handed him her shotgun and its manual while they slept. He looked unsure as he took hold of the weapon at first, then he sighed and accepted it.

Someone should be prepared... and armed... in case the Ogre comes back. Or in case there's something worse stalking the island. She shuddered a little, not wanting to imagine anything more frightening than the Ogre.

She set her backpack aside and lay down. She felt the unpleasant throb in her left hand again, but it was less intense now, less painful than before. Her eyes closed and she drifted off to sleep.

That leaves just the Ogre, the Sluagh, and me. Ali eyed the Ogre nervously, then shifted her gaze to the Sluagh and caught him studying her, though he was trying not to be obvious. Sluagh pointed to a grove of trees and they headed that way to talk.

Then she heard the three quick gunshots, dropping down to the sand to make a smaller profile target. Where are those shots coming from? That's not the Ogre; he's behind us. The shooter is somewhere ahead of us. She looked toward the grove of trees which she and Sluagh had been walking toward. There was a glint of metal: a pistol held tightly in the hand of the hispanic girl.

Sluagh got to his feet and ran away. The Ogre shouted an insult and ran away. The hispanic girl stayed to aim one last shot at her chosen victim.

There was a sharp pain in her left hand as her pinky finger was blown apart by a high speed piece of lead.

Sluagh ran, saving himself. Sluagh 'had more normal human dimensions, stringy black hair, thin frame, and a purple bandanna around his head.' The girl with the pistol wasn't shooting at him; he was leading Ali into a trap!

She tried to point her shotgun at Sluagh, but the weapon wasn't in her hands. It was in Sluagh's hands. And he was smiling evilly at her.

Alicia woke up with a start. She felt her heart pounding in her chest, a strange flood of images and feelings slowly fading from her sleepy head. She reached for her shotgun, but found that it wasn't beside her. Where is it? She felt her panic begin to rise.

She turned and saw Sluagh across the room holding her shotgun. He wasn't smiling. He bore a gold bandanna on his head. It was a dream, just a dream. She took a deep breath and stood up.

A yellow-orange sunrise streamed through the window, making the ocean look like it was made of silver. "I... I can take over now, if you like." She was fighting to keep her fear in check. Her dream wasn't real. It was just a muddled memory of the last time she was on this beach. She held her hand out to receive the shotgun.


SotF-TV:
[+] Spoiler
Bobby Goldman - track star & wannabe firefighter from Detroit Central HS. Wpn = Shopping Cart (abandoned), 1x plastic rod, 2x (destroyed) 1x metal rod, 1x copper pipe
Pregame: Party Hard -> Doorways
Grey #1 -> Cold & Lonely Road -> Establishing Shot -> Friendly Fire -> Walking Dead -> Peers -> Metanoia -> Transitive Bodies -> As Cold as Silence -> The Wild Hunt -> Wrong Direction -> Bagman's Gambit.

and: Alicia White - fairy-obsessed former gang girl from Detroit Central HS. Wpn = Remington 870 Shotgun [7/8]
Pregame: Lunch Line
Gold #3 -> Lucidity -> Partly Cloudy -> King of the Jungle -> Time to Pretend -> Of Elves and Men.
Virtua-SOTF:
[+] Spoiler
Warren Davies - fan of hockey, history, & games. Wpn = Sawed-off Shotgun [12/12]
The Saloon is Open -> The Good, the Bad, and the OMGWTF
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June 13th, 2011, 7:01 pm #73

Simon nodded as Ben took Alicia’s shotgun and went to the front of the building for guard duty. He wasn’t sure he was too comfortable with someone else watching over him while he was asleep, giving somebody the ability to kill him effortlessly should they so choose; then again he probably never would and he needed to sleep at some point. He moved away from the table and moved to sit against the back wall nearer to Alicia and lay down on the ground, laying the stun gun in his hand close to his body and falling asleep quite easily despite his fears.

(OOC: Just to move us along, he'll wake up next post)
Program V3 Prologue
Michael Bair - Proud to be an American
Quote: N/A
Weapon: Brass Knuckles, Heckler & Koch FABARM FP6 Entry
Location: N/A
Status: Alive
[+] Spoiler
Evo:
Subject C05: Simon Matthews
Ability: Scorching Palms
Status: Deceased
Cause of Death: Shot by Ashlie Jackson

SOFT-TV:
Team 13 D: Simon Porter - Silver Dragon Academy
Weapon: Stun Gun (6x Cartridges)
Status: Deceased
Cause of Death: Shot by Glen Bole

Orange Team No. 1: Vincent Sullivan - Detroit
Weapons: Digital Camera + Desert Eagle .50 (6/7, 7/7, 46/56 in Box) + SPAS-12 (7/8, 19/30 in Box) + 1x Walkie-Talkie + Bullet Proof Vest + Claymore
Discarded Weapons: 3x Shards of a Plate (On Tiffany Dexter's Body) + 1x Walkie-Talkie (Taken by Karen Ruiz) + Wooden Boat Oar (Left in the Forest) + Colt Anaconda .45 Magnum (2/6, 30/36 in Box) (Given to Brennan O'Brian)
Status: Finally dead
Cause of Death: Lack of medical care

Virtua SOTF:
M07 - Alex Henry - Alderbrook High School - Music lover, Theatre lover and Violinist
Inventory: Inner-tube
Current Score: 0
Healthbar: 0%
Cause of Death: Shot by arrow and then drowned

The Program V2:
M10: Aaron Chalmers
Weapon: Lasso
Quote: "Feels good. You did a great job.”
Cause Of Death: Head Bashed By Anastasia Flores

M11: Gerald Lawson
Weapon: Picnic Basket and Apple Pie
Quote: “Aww, man. You killed the Furby.”
Cause Of Death: Shot by Anastasia Flores

SOTF-TV V2:
GH2 - Alice Young: Whittree Secondary School
Quote: “I made so many mistakes.”
Weapon: X-Force 850 Pro; 1 Arrow loaded, 3 ready to go, 7 in reserve.
Location: The Final Curtain
Status: Deceased - Multiple stab wounds

AE3 - Shawn Thornton: Davison Secondary School
Quote: “That’s what this group is right? Your plan? Another choice. A peaceful option. A different way.”
Weapon: None
Location: Cursed, Hexed, Spellbound
Status: Deceased - Single gunshot wound

Second Chances V2:
Aaron Chalmers - All American 2.0
Quote: "Fuck off Michael."
Weapon: Philadelphia Derringer
Location: Say it with Firecrackers!
Status: Deceased - Shot through the heart
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June 14th, 2011, 7:55 am #74

Time angled towards morning and Ben occupied himself by finishing the manual. Doubting he'd ever shoot the gun, he reminded himself that it wasn't his. But, that sneaky voice--the same as when Harold had been attacked--saw fit to give its input. He could run with the weapon, it told him. He could find his real team mates and play to win. After all, it was the players who won and the pacifists who paid for their ideals. Fleeing, though, would make enemies of Shawn, Mae, and most of all Alicia. Ben didn't want that and realized the contradictory nature of this notion. First denouncing pacifism and then choosing who he didn't want to be an enemy. He couldn't keep his thoughts straight since being dragged here.

Ben swore, using the tip of his shoe to trace abstract lines into the sand. A yawn or two and he wondered what occurred elsewhere. At least things here were quiet, a reprieve from the previous conflict.

Eventually, the sun started to rise. "Another day in paradise," he murmured.

And it was true, he didn't smile, turning towards Alicia when she shuffled over and spoke. "Oh. Okay. Thanks," he said, tilting his head and frowning more deeply. Handing the gun to her, he stood and stretched before returning to the interior of the shack. Against the wall, he sat once more and closed his eyes. Trying not to think, he was suddenly struck by the idea that he'd awaken to find himself alone. An eyelid cracked and Ben glanced from the sun to Alicia. If she and Simon left him, it wouldn't be the first or the last time. He'd been alone for years.

Repositioning, Ben exhaled and leaned his head against the shack's side. Sleep deprivation would do no good, a slightly troubled slumber gradually taking hold.
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June 15th, 2011, 2:00 am #75

Sluagh handed back the shotgun to Alicia with a frown on his face. She couldn't decide if the reason for the frown was some inner conflict, or just fatigue from being awake while she and Simon slept. It doesn't matter, though. He gave back the gun; that means he's not a traitor.

She tried to flash a bright smile at him as he lay down to sleep, but he wasn't paying attention. "I think...." She stopped. He had already closed his eyes and turned away from the light streaming in from the beachside window. "Never mind."

Soon, Sluagh was breathing deeply and evenly. Asleep. So was Simon. Ali yawned and shook her head, trying to make herself wake up a little faster. She put the 870's manual back into her pack and walked out onto the porch of the shack. The sun was rising ever so slowly over the ocean, gradually turning the morning sky from orange to cyan.

Without Survival of the Fittest, I would probably never have gotten to visit a beach, hear the waves gently crashing, feel the moist sand between my toes. But of course there are some serious drawbacks. I got my finger shot off within the first hour or so after waking up here yesterday. She looked down at the bandaging on her left hand, expecting a dull throb of pain, but not feeling one.

Huh. Well, if I weren't trapped on this death island TV show, I'd get to see my Mom and Dad and Eva and Donnie, and even Nathan. I wonder if anyone will tell Nathan that his little sis got nabbed for his favorite show and probably won't live too many more days.

I'd be going back to classes at Detroit Central, avoiding the Fiver girls and struggling to find a new set of friends who will accept me for who I am now. People like Brenda and Brennan....

Oh my God! They might be here on the island too! If they're here and they get hurt.... No, I don't want to think about that. Hey, I have Brennan's number in my cell phone!
Ali set down the shotgun and started digging into her pockets searching for her phone. It wasn't there. Well, shit. How am I going to find him? I'll have to... I guess I'll have to wait until the others wake up, and then tell them who I need to find. I hope they'll understand.

Ali calmed down and leaned her elbows on the porch railing and looked out over the beach and the ocean beyond. And gradually, the sun rose higher over the distant horizon.


SotF-TV:
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Bobby Goldman - track star & wannabe firefighter from Detroit Central HS. Wpn = Shopping Cart (abandoned), 1x plastic rod, 2x (destroyed) 1x metal rod, 1x copper pipe
Pregame: Party Hard -> Doorways
Grey #1 -> Cold & Lonely Road -> Establishing Shot -> Friendly Fire -> Walking Dead -> Peers -> Metanoia -> Transitive Bodies -> As Cold as Silence -> The Wild Hunt -> Wrong Direction -> Bagman's Gambit.

and: Alicia White - fairy-obsessed former gang girl from Detroit Central HS. Wpn = Remington 870 Shotgun [7/8]
Pregame: Lunch Line
Gold #3 -> Lucidity -> Partly Cloudy -> King of the Jungle -> Time to Pretend -> Of Elves and Men.
Virtua-SOTF:
[+] Spoiler
Warren Davies - fan of hockey, history, & games. Wpn = Sawed-off Shotgun [12/12]
The Saloon is Open -> The Good, the Bad, and the OMGWTF
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