Don't Panic

A medium sized duck pond is in the middle of the park. Old row boats are still tied to the edges of the pond. There are stands near the edge of the pond that advertise birdseed, and there is a sign near the water that says swimming is prohibited.

Don't Panic

Pippin
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November 13th, 2013, 4:54 pm #1

((Owen Kay continued from Big Stick Ideology))

He’d wanted to keep running. He’d wanted to keep running and leave everything and everyone behind him. What else could he do? He couldn’t keep his friends alive, and he couldn’t even protect those who were still alive. He’d just up and abandoned Aileen in the face of someone who’d seconds ago murdered somebody. If anything, it was that he felt the worst about.

If Owen’s life had been a fairy tale, or a novel, he might have stopped running out of the realisation that he was just abandoning more and more people. He might have stopped and turned back, been the gallant hero to save the day. But Owen’s time on the island had been so very far from a fairy tale, and the only reason he stopped running was sheer exhaustion and lack of stamina.

It was getting dark. Owen’s eyes felt heavy, and his lungs burned. He needed a place to rest, and for a few hours, forget about everything that had happened today. He was far, far away from the empty concrete jungle of the town, though. All there was in sight was a fairly large pond, and a few stands and shacks around the edge. They would do well enough. It wasn’t as if he deserved better.

Owen slowly made his way over to one of the shacks, lazily threw his bags onto the ground, before placing himself ungainly in a sleeping position. It wasn’t comfortable, not in the slightest, but it would have to do. And somehow, despite the hard floor, despite the thoughts and memories flying through his mind, he swiftly fell asleep.

Like so many of his friends across the island, Owen was woken by the sound of the announcements. For a moment, Owen lay there, still, a lone bird chirping a cheerful song that was completely at odds with its surroundings. He wasn’t a morning person in the slightest. But he was also deeply uncomfortable, and before the pain could really kick in, he stood up, stretching, cracking his joints and rubbing his bleary eyes. As the first few sentences and deaths passed by, Owen made his way out of the shack. He knew one name that would certainly be on there. He also knew he still wouldn’t be prepared for it.

There were two other names that stuck out beforehand. Francis and Becca. Both sporty people, Francis with football, Becca with basketball. He’d been closer to Becca than Francis, but they were both friends. And now they were gone, forever. Naomi’s name followed soon after, the memories and thoughts returning with a vengeance, adding to the hollow building up inside him. And there was one final name, Xavier’s. One of Owen’s friends on the nerdier spectrum. He’d hardly thought about the guy whilst on the island. And now he too was gone.

Owen slumped down against the wall of the shack, and sat there, silent and still. There was a hollow feeling eating away at him inside, the knowledge of just how little he’d achieved.

He’d thought he was strong enough to get through this, to deal with whatever came his way and carry on forwards, with the knowledge that his friends were there and the thought of escape ever present. But when it came down to it, when the time for words was over and the time for action had presented itself, he’d done nothing but run.

He wasn’t running now. But he wasn’t doing anything, really. Owen just sat outside the shack, staring across the lake.
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George Leidman (Adopted from Blastinus)
Current location-Paint it Black-DECEASED-Neck broken by Maxwell Lombardi
Weapons-Wallet with German marks, Yatagan, guitar, Savage Model 1907 (.32 ACP)

V5!
B004-Owen Kay-?I don?t... don?t want to die...?-Weapons: Table Leg, Rusty Golf Club-Never Truly Had A Chance
Location: Finally finished in A Human Work

G041-Amy Bachelor-Mike, I... I don?t want to--Weapon: Blackjack-Can't Live On Hope Alone
Location: So near, and yet so very, very far in Hollow Stars

B024-Francis St. Ledger-?Megan, just... just fuckin? listen to me.?-Weapon: Insulated Blanket-Crossed The Line
Location: Made the wrong choice in The Real Folk Blues

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G021-Mia Rose-You can't understand that I won't leave 'til we're finished here, and then you'll find out where it all went wrong
Died in: Elapsam Semel Occasionem Non Ipse Potest Iuppiter Reprehendere
Weapon: Uzi-Pro

G034-Astrid Tate-So what became of loving man, and what became of you?
Died in: End of the Line
Weapon: Pickaxe

G006-Bryony Adams-Burning bright until the end, now you'll be missing from the photographs
Died in: eternitybox
Current Weapon: Deck of playing cards, broken easel leg.
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Owen, Francis and Amy, all by Mimi

Amy Bachelor, by Violent-Medic

Owen Kay, by Un-Persona

Amy Bachelor, by Mimi

Amy Bachelor, by TurtleTyrant
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Garren Mortimer-Now you can't get mad, I'm only getting started, I won't blackout
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Beatrice Briggs and Timothy "Tim" Karim
Nothing In My Way Pippi Fontaine-I'll float on endlessly, senses eluding me, this long horizon to this open sea.
Jamie Mittelman-We will meet you where the lights are, the defenders, of the faith we are
Clover Crescent-Why would I waste another day whilst life just passes by?
Castlevania Ada Bentley-Save your cheers and my applause, I never was worth fighting for
Richard Potter-But if I had one chance to freeze time, and stand still and soak in everything, I'd choose right now
Kerry Gray-We'll finish what we started, so promise me that we'll be the Lionhearted
Marshall Nichols-Maybe that's how books get written, maybe that's why songs get sung, maybe we are the unlucky ones
Gregory "Greg" Gateshead-Built an empire of sound, as the bridges were falling down
Candice Bailey-I feel I can fly, I'm on 678 cloud 9, and ain't nothin gonna stop me
Patty English-We're all in the same boat, staying afloat for the moment
Ophelia Wright-If you're dreaming what I'm dreaming, close your eyes and feel at home
Marina-Cassandra Gro?-And we will never be alone again, 'cause it doesn't happen every day
Boyd Adkinson - And the lights, they glow, like I just lost the world war, and the scene slips away to the evenness I fake
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swirlythingy
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November 14th, 2013, 8:35 am #2

((Edgar Tolstoff continued from An Ironic Choice of Scenery))

Edgar had no idea where he was going. He had no idea where he wanted to go, except his preference was that it would be a place without Travis in it. And he barely had any idea where he was.

He wished he'd studied his map in more detail. It was one of the last things in his pack he'd been concerned about, but now he wished that, more than anything else, that was the item he had in his hands.

He wondered how many of the other items which were until recently in his possession he was going to develop such feelings about.

It couldn't have been that long since he'd left the school. Not long enough, at any rate, for him to pin down on an appropriate scale exactly how screwed he now was. Arguably, the needle had been resting steadily at 'Completely, Totally and Utterly Screwed' for no fewer than three days, but it was only now that he was beginning to countenance it.

He'd thought he'd had a plan.

He still did, in a way. But 'find some way to at least temporarily continue existing' was more than a bit of a climbdown in ambition.

Such thoughts whirling round and round in his head in a steady, thudding spin cycle of doom, he wandered up to the boundaries of what appeared to have been a pond of some description. The first thing he noticed was that he wasn't the first person to have done so.

He couldn't quite make out the figure in the distance, but it wasn't Cody or Travis. Which was, he supposed, a marginal improvement.

"Er," he shouted across the water, by way of introducing himself. "Excuse me?"
...in my pants.

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Pippin
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November 15th, 2013, 6:24 pm #3

After a short while, Owen finally began to move, breaking his silent eye contact with the equally still and listless pond. He was really, really hungry. He hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday morning, and the rations he had... well, they barely qualified as food.

They were the only things he had, though, having neglected to put any snacks or such in his bag before the trip. He’d regretted it stepping onto the plane, and he regretted it even more now. Of course, it wasn’t the thing he regretted most right now. Just as silent as he was before, Owen opened his assigned bag, digging through it to find a small chunk of bread and one of the energy bars.

It still tasted bad. But he was grateful for just having some food, for actual being able to eat something today. Undoubtedly there were friends and classmates across the island who, through some way or another, didn’t even have these energy bars to eat. Most of all, the food managed to kick the last remnants of sleep from Owen’s mind, and something clicked in his head. Aileen’s name hadn’t been on the announcements. Somehow, she’d managed to get away from Summer, maybe not unharmed, but alive, and Owen felt so goddamn relieved at this revelation.

Yet at the same time, that guilt and self-hatred he’d felt yesterday was coming back in full force. Aileen was safe, but that didn’t change the fact that he’d just left her to face Summer on her own. Aileen was the sort of person who could handle herself, true, but all she had was that pair of gloves; Summer had her bec-de-corbin, and now Naomi’s flail. And now, Owen was thinking of Naomi, and how powerless he’d been to help her...

Owen’s thoughts were thankfully cut off by the sound of somebody shouting, from quite a distance away. Looking around, Owen saw nobody but the figure on the other side of the pond, and for one brief, hope-filled moment, Owen thought it might be Aileen shouting at him from across the water. But that was just wishful thinking; the voice was male, the figure was male. It was also familiar, though, not hugely so, but definitely belonged to someone Owen had talked to a few times.

“I-is that... Edgar?” Owen called back across the pond. Once again, his voice had that same nervous shake to it. He hadn’t spoken for so long, he’d hoped it had disappeared. Evidently not.

“It’s Owen! Owen Kay! I’m... I’m on my own...”
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Current Thread: Lo Mein Event - ?Whatever you need, I've got you covered!?
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Current Thread: he let me set fire to a fleet of ships when no-one else would - ?Maybe we can trade. I get to watch you dance, you get to watch me work out.?
Stepney Cruz-I'm taking back the crown, I'm all dressed up and naked, I see what's mine and take it Memes
Current Thread: Clinging to Loss - ?Didja know this place is supposed to be haunted??
Dean Puchero - By July you'd made a whole bunch of brand new friends, people you used to look down on, and you'd figured out a way to make real money Keane
Current Thread: Generation Loss - ?Oh, and hey, don?t worry ?bout earlier, it?s all cool. I think you?d probably have been hurt worse than me if we?d collided, anyways.?
Aurelien Valter-It's deep in their bones, they'll run into smoke when the fire is fierce Football
Current Thread: I'M A SHARK, I'M A SHAAARK, SUCK MY DIIIIICK, I'M A SHAAARK - ?Goodbye, friend. I will miss you.?
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George Leidman (Adopted from Blastinus)
Current location-Paint it Black-DECEASED-Neck broken by Maxwell Lombardi
Weapons-Wallet with German marks, Yatagan, guitar, Savage Model 1907 (.32 ACP)

V5!
B004-Owen Kay-?I don?t... don?t want to die...?-Weapons: Table Leg, Rusty Golf Club-Never Truly Had A Chance
Location: Finally finished in A Human Work

G041-Amy Bachelor-Mike, I... I don?t want to--Weapon: Blackjack-Can't Live On Hope Alone
Location: So near, and yet so very, very far in Hollow Stars

B024-Francis St. Ledger-?Megan, just... just fuckin? listen to me.?-Weapon: Insulated Blanket-Crossed The Line
Location: Made the wrong choice in The Real Folk Blues

V6!

G021-Mia Rose-You can't understand that I won't leave 'til we're finished here, and then you'll find out where it all went wrong
Died in: Elapsam Semel Occasionem Non Ipse Potest Iuppiter Reprehendere
Weapon: Uzi-Pro

G034-Astrid Tate-So what became of loving man, and what became of you?
Died in: End of the Line
Weapon: Pickaxe

G006-Bryony Adams-Burning bright until the end, now you'll be missing from the photographs
Died in: eternitybox
Current Weapon: Deck of playing cards, broken easel leg.
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Owen, Francis and Amy, all by Mimi

Amy Bachelor, by Violent-Medic

Owen Kay, by Un-Persona

Amy Bachelor, by Mimi

Amy Bachelor, by TurtleTyrant
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Garren Mortimer-Now you can't get mad, I'm only getting started, I won't blackout
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Beatrice Briggs and Timothy "Tim" Karim
Nothing In My Way Pippi Fontaine-I'll float on endlessly, senses eluding me, this long horizon to this open sea.
Jamie Mittelman-We will meet you where the lights are, the defenders, of the faith we are
Clover Crescent-Why would I waste another day whilst life just passes by?
Castlevania Ada Bentley-Save your cheers and my applause, I never was worth fighting for
Richard Potter-But if I had one chance to freeze time, and stand still and soak in everything, I'd choose right now
Kerry Gray-We'll finish what we started, so promise me that we'll be the Lionhearted
Marshall Nichols-Maybe that's how books get written, maybe that's why songs get sung, maybe we are the unlucky ones
Gregory "Greg" Gateshead-Built an empire of sound, as the bridges were falling down
Candice Bailey-I feel I can fly, I'm on 678 cloud 9, and ain't nothin gonna stop me
Patty English-We're all in the same boat, staying afloat for the moment
Ophelia Wright-If you're dreaming what I'm dreaming, close your eyes and feel at home
Marina-Cassandra Gro?-And we will never be alone again, 'cause it doesn't happen every day
Boyd Adkinson - And the lights, they glow, like I just lost the world war, and the scene slips away to the evenness I fake
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swirlythingy
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November 15th, 2013, 8:29 pm #4

Oh holy mother of shit.

Edgar recognised the voice from its first stuttered syllable. It was pretty damn recognisable. And then it just had to go and twist the knife a bit more by daring to utter his own name, as well as the name of its owner no fewer than two times.

All the emotions he thought he'd left slumped in his corner at the high school came roaring up behind him and crashed over his head so hard he felt as if he was going to pitch head-first into the revolting water.

No. No, dammit. Not this soon. Please not this soon.

What did karma think he'd done to deserve this? Well, apart from, y'know, that, but c'mon. Since waking up on Murder Island, Edgar had spoken with his classmates on precisely three occasions. The first was with Cody, and had nearly resulted in him getting shot through no fault of his own. The second was with Travis, and had actually resulted in him getting robbed through no fault of his own.

The third was with Owen, and that was just unfair.

He'd been reeling for a solid thirty seconds or so. Owen's distant form blurred in and out of focus. He wanted to turn tail and run as far away from this place as far as possible. He wanted it more than anything else in the world. He'd take sixty rounds with Cody over being forced to confront the consequences of his own goddamn actions.

But he'd already lost control once that day. And if it had taught him anything, it was that dangerous things happened when you did.

He'd come here in search of a friendly classmate who might be willing to assist a poor boy who'd just had his only supplies of food and water taken from him. Owen was, he was just lucid enough to notice, eating. It looked like he'd found one who fitted both criteria.

Was he really willing, what with his record so far, to take the risk that the next person he found might not fit either?

"Y-yeah," he replied eventually, sounding, if anything, even less sure of himself than before.

"M... mind if I... I... come over?"
...in my pants.

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Pippin
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November 15th, 2013, 10:21 pm #5

For a moment, the figure didn’t respond, and Owen was left to wonder whether it was Edgar after all, or somebody else entirely. He’d thought for sure he recognised the voice, but the last male voice he’d heard had been Danya’s. Maybe he’d remembered stuff wrong. Maybe the guy across the pond was Theo or Joe or one of the other players on this island.

But then, before Owen’s thoughts could spiral out of control again, the voice confirmed that it was, in fact, Edgar. Edgar’s voice was just as stuttered and unsure as his own, and Owen couldn’t tell for certain, but it looked like the guy was missing his bag. What the hell had Edgar been through for that to happen? There was only one way of finding that out, and that was letting Edgar come over, something Owen was totally fine with him doing. The guy sounded like he was in bad shape, and didn’t appear to be holding anything dangerous. Plus, he wasn’t the sort of guy who’d try and hurt people anyway.

Of course, Owen had never thought Summer would ever murder anyone. Or Theo, or Kat, or anyone on this island. It changed people, that’s what the island did, and he couldn’t just go around blindly assuming everyone was innocent.

Maybe, though, this was a way of setting his mind straight. If Edgar had decided to play... well, he’d have to take action, have to drive him off. There’d be no escape route, like with Summer. It would be do or die. Maybe then he’d be able to prove to himself he could really, honestly survive this. It would be much more preferable for Edgar to be just as uncertain as he sounded, still. An ally would help just as much. God knows what he’d have done if Aileen hadn’t been around at the hospital. Either way, the outcome had benefits.

“Y-yeah...” Owen shouted, voice still shaky. He shook his head, tried again, tried to compose himself.

“Yeah, sure thing! I could do with some company... “
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Lyra Doyle-Let's live tonight like fireflies, and one by one light up the sky Land Ho
Current Thread: Lo Mein Event - ?Whatever you need, I've got you covered!?
Katie Agustien-If you wanna start a fight, you better throw the first punch, make it a good one Bastille
Current Thread: he let me set fire to a fleet of ships when no-one else would - ?Maybe we can trade. I get to watch you dance, you get to watch me work out.?
Stepney Cruz-I'm taking back the crown, I'm all dressed up and naked, I see what's mine and take it Memes
Current Thread: Clinging to Loss - ?Didja know this place is supposed to be haunted??
Dean Puchero - By July you'd made a whole bunch of brand new friends, people you used to look down on, and you'd figured out a way to make real money Keane
Current Thread: Generation Loss - ?Oh, and hey, don?t worry ?bout earlier, it?s all cool. I think you?d probably have been hurt worse than me if we?d collided, anyways.?
Aurelien Valter-It's deep in their bones, they'll run into smoke when the fire is fierce Football
Current Thread: I'M A SHARK, I'M A SHAAARK, SUCK MY DIIIIICK, I'M A SHAAARK - ?Goodbye, friend. I will miss you.?
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V4!
George Leidman (Adopted from Blastinus)
Current location-Paint it Black-DECEASED-Neck broken by Maxwell Lombardi
Weapons-Wallet with German marks, Yatagan, guitar, Savage Model 1907 (.32 ACP)

V5!
B004-Owen Kay-?I don?t... don?t want to die...?-Weapons: Table Leg, Rusty Golf Club-Never Truly Had A Chance
Location: Finally finished in A Human Work

G041-Amy Bachelor-Mike, I... I don?t want to--Weapon: Blackjack-Can't Live On Hope Alone
Location: So near, and yet so very, very far in Hollow Stars

B024-Francis St. Ledger-?Megan, just... just fuckin? listen to me.?-Weapon: Insulated Blanket-Crossed The Line
Location: Made the wrong choice in The Real Folk Blues

V6!

G021-Mia Rose-You can't understand that I won't leave 'til we're finished here, and then you'll find out where it all went wrong
Died in: Elapsam Semel Occasionem Non Ipse Potest Iuppiter Reprehendere
Weapon: Uzi-Pro

G034-Astrid Tate-So what became of loving man, and what became of you?
Died in: End of the Line
Weapon: Pickaxe

G006-Bryony Adams-Burning bright until the end, now you'll be missing from the photographs
Died in: eternitybox
Current Weapon: Deck of playing cards, broken easel leg.
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Owen, Francis and Amy, all by Mimi

Amy Bachelor, by Violent-Medic

Owen Kay, by Un-Persona

Amy Bachelor, by Mimi

Amy Bachelor, by TurtleTyrant
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Garren Mortimer-Now you can't get mad, I'm only getting started, I won't blackout
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Beatrice Briggs and Timothy "Tim" Karim
Nothing In My Way Pippi Fontaine-I'll float on endlessly, senses eluding me, this long horizon to this open sea.
Jamie Mittelman-We will meet you where the lights are, the defenders, of the faith we are
Clover Crescent-Why would I waste another day whilst life just passes by?
Castlevania Ada Bentley-Save your cheers and my applause, I never was worth fighting for
Richard Potter-But if I had one chance to freeze time, and stand still and soak in everything, I'd choose right now
Kerry Gray-We'll finish what we started, so promise me that we'll be the Lionhearted
Marshall Nichols-Maybe that's how books get written, maybe that's why songs get sung, maybe we are the unlucky ones
Gregory "Greg" Gateshead-Built an empire of sound, as the bridges were falling down
Candice Bailey-I feel I can fly, I'm on 678 cloud 9, and ain't nothin gonna stop me
Patty English-We're all in the same boat, staying afloat for the moment
Ophelia Wright-If you're dreaming what I'm dreaming, close your eyes and feel at home
Marina-Cassandra Gro?-And we will never be alone again, 'cause it doesn't happen every day
Boyd Adkinson - And the lights, they glow, like I just lost the world war, and the scene slips away to the evenness I fake
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swirlythingy
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November 16th, 2013, 2:24 am #6

So, it was Owen Kay, he was on his own, he had something Edgar needed, and he was totally fine with Edgar coming over to get it. Operation: Exploit Your Friends While Stabbing Them In The Back was set to be a complete success.

God, he really was no better than Travis, was he?

There was still time. He could still turn around, leave this place, pretend Owen didn't exist, pretend Owen hadn't just offered to keep him company, pretend Owen had totally deserved the lies Edgar had told about him to save his own skin from someone who was doubtless, even now, coming to get Owen.

He continued telling himself this all the time his legs were in motion, propelling him around the border of the pond towards Owen. He didn't have to do this. Maybe if he left now, he could convince himself that there never had been a person called Owen Kay, and he had heroically risked his own life to see Travis sent on a wild goose chase.

At the very least, he could convince himself Owen had deserved it. Maybe he'd murdered sixteen people already that morning and he was luring Edgar into his clutches to be victim number seventeen. The fact that he sounded just as uncertain, as frightened, as harmless as Edgar did was an act. His offer of friendship was insincere. Any moment now, he was going to pull out a gun and mercilessly fill Edgar with hot lead.

A pair of white and green trainers slowly drifted into Edgar's field of vision as he completed his slow, reluctant trudge, utterly devoid of hot lead and even less filled with conviction. He did not raise his head, preferring to assume that they were Owen's until proven otherwise. He knew what he would see if he looked upwards - some considerable distance upwards, actually - and he had no desire to be reminded of what Owen looked like right now.

"So... how've you been doing?" he muttered quietly, thankful at least for the reduced distance granting him the luxury of not being forced to amplify his voice until it inherently sounded as if it had the tiniest bit of confidence in it.

Please say you've killed someone.
...in my pants.

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Pippin
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November 17th, 2013, 5:30 pm #7

As Owen watched Edgar slowly trudge towards him, his feeling of unease grew ever stronger. The other boy was looking at the ground, almost refusing to look up at Owen, even as he came to a halt a few feet away. Even as he spoke, voice still quiet, Edgar looked at the floor. There was definitely something up with the guy. Maybe it had to do with the loss of his bag, but Owen still felt uneasy.

Owen’s eyes quickly flickered from Edgar’s hands, to Edgar’s pockets. He wasn’t holding anything, and there was no shape in his pockets that indicated a gun, or a knife, or... anything. So, he’d been right; Edgar was harmless. If anything, that unnerved part of Owen even more. What, then, was causing Edgar to act so... off?

The rest of Owen, however, put it to one side. Edgar was harmless, his worries had been momentarily put to one side, and he could find out what was troubling him in due course. Right now, he had a question to answer. And Jesus, it was one hell of a question. How exactly could he answer this?

“Me? I’ve... not been doing so good...” Owen started to speak tentatively, before he scratched the back of his head, and momentarily followed Edgar in looking down at the ground.

“No, sorry... I’ve been doing fine, compared to most people here... It’s just everyone I’ve met that...” Again, Owen trailed off, this time looking past Edgar, searching for something to say, not even really sure where to start. When he looked back at Edgar, the faintest hints of tears had formed in his eyes.

“I’ve threatened someone with this-“ Owen pulled the scalpel out of his pocket before continuing. “I’ve watched two friends argue over something pointless, I found Sven’s dead body, I...” Another pause, as Owen took a breath to compose himself.

“I s-saw Summer kill Naomi, and all I did was run. Run and leave the girl who’s been with me this whole time behind, who h-helped me press on... I... I left her with Summer and just ran.” There were definitely tears in Owen’s eyes now, but he shook his head, and let out a short, bitter laugh.

“I’ve been doing a lot of running.” He laughed again, still with no emotion, no true joy at all. He could have elaborated further, told Edgar everything, but all he’d asked for was how he’d been doing, not his life story.

It was really just that Owen hadn’t had a chance to properly talk to anyone about, well, anything yet. It didn’t make things better, but there was just something about letting your thoughts out into the open... As soon as he found Aileen again, he’d need to sit down and talk with her.

“So... what about you?”
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Died in: End of the Line
Weapon: Pickaxe

G006-Bryony Adams-Burning bright until the end, now you'll be missing from the photographs
Died in: eternitybox
Current Weapon: Deck of playing cards, broken easel leg.
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Ophelia Wright-If you're dreaming what I'm dreaming, close your eyes and feel at home
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swirlythingy
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Joined: June 7th, 2013, 1:04 pm

November 17th, 2013, 6:19 pm #8

Edgar listened quietly to Owen's reply, not moving his eyes, trying not to move anything at all apart from his teeth, which gradually clenched tighter together as every sentence out of Owen's mouth made him feel increasingly like shit.

If anything, it sounded as if Owen had had it much worse than he had. He'd seen two dead bodies, one of which he had observed being killed. And he hadn't freaked out, hadn't sat paralysed waiting for Summer to come and get him too, hadn't panicked and handed Edgar's name over to Naomi's killer just as part of some selfish, fanciful plot to save himself.

Owen made it out as if he was some kind of coward, but Edgar knew what cowardice was. This kid wasn't even in the little leagues.

That brought him to the question he'd been dreading most of all.

"Well, I... the first person I met was Cody," he began, still addressing Owen's shoes. "Cody who... he had a gun, and his ex-girlfriend was there too... well, one of them..."

This was not the tone he was going for. Couldn't he at least try to make himself not sound like a complete unrepentant bastard?

"He pointed it at me, he was going to kill me..."

Oooh, look at us, fishing for sympathy. Worthless scum.

"But then, this... this other football player showed up, I'm not really sure what happened, but... well, he let me go and I spent the rest of the day hiding in the woods..."

Only the one day? Quite the lionheart, aren't we?

"And all of yesterday, too..."

Better.

"But this morning, I..."

Tell him.

"I... I met Travis and, and, and I..."

Tell him now.

"He... I..."

Tell him now you fucking coward.

"I..."

He gestured listlessly at the space where a survival bag with B065 written on it might have been.

He choked up. He couldn't say any more. He blinked, hard, almost but not quite in time to stop a couple of tears falling from his eyes.

He hadn't done it. He was just going to stand here and soak up the sympathy he had done nothing to deserve, from a person who had every right to kill him.

You are a fucking liar, Edgar Tolstoff.
...in my pants.

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November 17th, 2013, 6:52 pm #9

Edgar really didn’t sound like he wanted to talk, and for a few seconds, Owen regretted asking him anything. The guy still had his head down, staring at the ground, and his voice was as uneasy as before. But talking about what he’d been through had helped for Owen, if just a little, so he hoped the same would be true for Edgar.

Those thoughts were almost dashed when Edgar mentioned he’d been threatened at gunpoint by Cody. That had to be football Cody, given that band Cody had been barred from the trip. Owen would never have expected either of them, though, to have done something like that, but as was being proved time and time again, nobody was quite the same as they had been at school anymore. He knew nothing bad had come out of the encounter, seeing as Cody’s name hadn’t been on the announcement. But the fact that he’d still threatened Edgar, pointed a gun at him, took Owen by surprise, his mouth slightly ajar out of shock.

Yeah, and you’d know all about threatening people, wouldn’t you...

And there, right on cue, another unwanted thought. He could try and justify what he’d done, that Lauren had hit Aileen first, that he had no idea of what had been running through Cody’s mind either. He still felt like shit for it, though.

Owen listened intently as Edgar carried on describing what he’d been up to for the past two days, before finally, he revealed the mystery of what had happened to his bag. It clearly wasn’t an easy thing to talk about, given the tears in his eyes, but Owen got the picture. Travis had taken Edgar’s stuff. Owen paused, thinking of what to say. He’d always wished he was better at sympathy; it was one of few regrets he’d had before now. Deep breath in. Deep breath out.

“Jesus...” Owen mumbled. “I’m sorry, man. I wish I could be more surprised about the Travis thing, but... apparently, he already stole Naomi’s weapon, before I met her. I guess... I guess everyone’s got different ideas about what to do on this island...”

On that subject, what was his? Since finding Naomi and Cammy, it’d been to find some way of escaping from here. But that had been a non-starter, that had taken a setback upon Naomi’s realisation of the filming schedule. And another upon Naomi’s death. So what now? Was he going to try and find his friends, find Aileen, before someone with a gun came after him? He couldn’t see anything else to do.

“Um...” Owen mumbled again, trying to say something to repel his thoughts. “Do you want something to eat? I mean, seeing as you haven’t had anything since this morning. I’ll be fine with a bit missing, I eat pretty much anything...”

Another forced laugh. Another pretense that he was doing okay.
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George Leidman (Adopted from Blastinus)
Current location-Paint it Black-DECEASED-Neck broken by Maxwell Lombardi
Weapons-Wallet with German marks, Yatagan, guitar, Savage Model 1907 (.32 ACP)

V5!
B004-Owen Kay-?I don?t... don?t want to die...?-Weapons: Table Leg, Rusty Golf Club-Never Truly Had A Chance
Location: Finally finished in A Human Work

G041-Amy Bachelor-Mike, I... I don?t want to--Weapon: Blackjack-Can't Live On Hope Alone
Location: So near, and yet so very, very far in Hollow Stars

B024-Francis St. Ledger-?Megan, just... just fuckin? listen to me.?-Weapon: Insulated Blanket-Crossed The Line
Location: Made the wrong choice in The Real Folk Blues

V6!

G021-Mia Rose-You can't understand that I won't leave 'til we're finished here, and then you'll find out where it all went wrong
Died in: Elapsam Semel Occasionem Non Ipse Potest Iuppiter Reprehendere
Weapon: Uzi-Pro

G034-Astrid Tate-So what became of loving man, and what became of you?
Died in: End of the Line
Weapon: Pickaxe

G006-Bryony Adams-Burning bright until the end, now you'll be missing from the photographs
Died in: eternitybox
Current Weapon: Deck of playing cards, broken easel leg.
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Amy Bachelor, by Violent-Medic

Owen Kay, by Un-Persona

Amy Bachelor, by Mimi

Amy Bachelor, by TurtleTyrant
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Garren Mortimer-Now you can't get mad, I'm only getting started, I won't blackout
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Beatrice Briggs and Timothy "Tim" Karim
Nothing In My Way Pippi Fontaine-I'll float on endlessly, senses eluding me, this long horizon to this open sea.
Jamie Mittelman-We will meet you where the lights are, the defenders, of the faith we are
Clover Crescent-Why would I waste another day whilst life just passes by?
Castlevania Ada Bentley-Save your cheers and my applause, I never was worth fighting for
Richard Potter-But if I had one chance to freeze time, and stand still and soak in everything, I'd choose right now
Kerry Gray-We'll finish what we started, so promise me that we'll be the Lionhearted
Marshall Nichols-Maybe that's how books get written, maybe that's why songs get sung, maybe we are the unlucky ones
Gregory "Greg" Gateshead-Built an empire of sound, as the bridges were falling down
Candice Bailey-I feel I can fly, I'm on 678 cloud 9, and ain't nothin gonna stop me
Patty English-We're all in the same boat, staying afloat for the moment
Ophelia Wright-If you're dreaming what I'm dreaming, close your eyes and feel at home
Marina-Cassandra Gro?-And we will never be alone again, 'cause it doesn't happen every day
Boyd Adkinson - And the lights, they glow, like I just lost the world war, and the scene slips away to the evenness I fake
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November 17th, 2013, 7:44 pm #10

The explanations and introductions were done and out of the way. Edgar had to endure only a few more viciously barbed comments thrown his way before they could get down to what he was subjecting himself to this for in the first place.

He was sure Owen didn't mean it. But funnily enough, as Owen detailed an item from Travis's record from before they had met and explained just how much of a dick he had known the guy was long before Edgar saw him, all Edgar heard was, "I hate you. You told him to kill me. You deserve to die. Painfully."

Edgar's addled mind had by now convinced itself that it was beyond doubt that that was the fate Travis had in store for Owen. After all, it hardly sounded as if his treatment of Edgar had been a one-off. Did the stoner even know any other way to communicate with people beyond threatening violence, or robbery, or both? He hadn't exactly been subtle about hiding his intentions after Edgar... after the incident, either.

He stood there rubbing his eyes furiously for almost all the time Owen was talking. The tears dried up within five seconds or so, but he continued pressing into his eyeballs as if they were the world's worst idea for an impromptu stress reliever. He liked the sensation it gave him, of blackness and disorientation and no small amount of physical pain. It helped him to not think.

It helped him convince himself that he was paying down a tiny proportion of the debt of suffering he had passed off onto two others, too.

Owen's final question drifted through Edgar's earholes, but got held up in traffic on the way to his brain. A detail of Owen's story had just nudged something into place in his mind.

"Naomi..." he murmured, more to himself than to Owen.

"So he stole her weapon," he thought aloud. "That was... he had a bloody bandage on his elbow, and he said Naomi Bell shot him with a crossbow. Didn't mention anything about stealing from her, but then again..."

Edgar gave a short laugh that somehow managed to be even less humorous than Owen's. Then, at long last, he looked up. It was considerably easier when they weren't talking, or not talking, about what he had just done.

"Wait... was the crossbow her weapon? Travis didn't seem to have a weapon, but I guess he could've been hiding a crossbow... then again, I think he was threatening me with a bundle of pens..."

What could have happened to Travis between the first day and the third? And was it good news for the peace-loving citizens of Murder Island?

"He was real happy when the announcement played," he added, back to his previous quiet pitch. "Laughed his head off. That was how I... I..."

Edgar dropped his head again, and resumed pressing his palms into his eyeballs. This was getting uncomfortably close to their original topic of conversation.

Compounding his feelings was the fact that Owen had just offered to help him.

No matter how many times he told himself that he'd come over here to find someone willing to help with his supply problems in the first place, and the odds were that most people wouldn't be nearly as friendly as Owen, it wouldn't make the next bit any easier.

"Do you... do you have any water?"
...in my pants.

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