Kimmy, Kimmy, Candy Eater

Mimi
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Joined: June 14th, 2008, 7:31 am

August 15th, 2008, 2:12 pm #1

“And now, performing a solo on the violin, we have twelve year old Kimberly Redmond!”

As Kimmy approached the seat at the front of the stage, she could feel her hands shaking. They shook with a mix of anticipation, nervousness, and fear. It was her first solo since she’s been in band and it was intimidating.

After sitting in the chair, Kimmy’s eyes meekly searched through the audience. It wasn’t as if she was expecting them to come- they never did. Her adoptive parents had been at her first band recital, but hadn’t shown up to another since. It hurt, of course, but she learned to get over it. She just had to get better so they’d want to come.

She played extraordinarily that night, but the need to get better lingered with Kimmy. All she ever wanted was to feel accepted, to feel loved. Sure her parents loved her, but they didn’t show it an awful lot.

She’d make them proud one day.


Kimmy’s doe eyes fluttered open as raindrops pelted her face. The canopy of the tree she had taken refuge under was finally giving way to the constant barrage of raindrops. Her ‘home’ was finally collapsing.

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G67 had awoken on day three in the jungle under the large tree. As soon as she awoke and remembered what had happened to her class, she tore through her daypack. There was a small amount of rations (and her candy, thankfully), a first aid kit, a manual, a map and compass, and what was supposedly her weapon.

A flag with a skull and cross bones.

“Oh that’s just sick,” Kimmy spat as soon as she saw it. It was almost a kind of signal telling her she and most of her classmates would be dead within a few days. She could really care less about her classmates dying, but she was going places.

And her parents. She needed to make them proud, but there was nothing she could do besides winning the game. That’s when she came to the realization that she’d need to be a player. Killing her classmates was a thought that really didn’t bother Kimmy. She didn’t like them and they didn’t like her.

She could wait it out, though. Save her energy, if you will. She’d let other people get their hands dirty while she sat back and waited for the end and have the smallest amount of blood on her hands.

That was until it started raining and her rations started diminishing.

By the end of day five, Kimmy had only a few crackers, half the loaf of bread, half a bottle of water, and her unicorn lollipop left. The rain wasn’t looking like it wasn’t going to clear up to soon, either.

And so, Kimberly Redmond stayed under her large tree for another night. Her last night under what was her home for three days.

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Licking her lollipop, Kimmy decided it was about time to leave her make-shift home. It was something she dreaded doing, but it had to be done.

With that, Kimmy began her long trek through the jungle, licking her lollipop and humming an upbeat tune.

(Kimberly Redmond continued in Hold Me Closer Tiny Dancer)
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ZombiexCreame
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Joined: August 15th, 2008, 5:47 pm

August 16th, 2008, 1:11 pm #2

G71 Start.

Louise Altair, otherwise known as Lulu, had managed to survive up until now. She knew it was a miracle but couldn't bring herself to acknowledge that. Before she knew it, she could be dead. She considered it pure luck that she had managed to avoid any unnecessary confrontations and avoid stepping into any danger zones, thank God.

At one point, it had been raining. Or maybe still is. Either way, the rain was pouring in such a manner that Lulu couldn't keep her glasses dry and her vision clear. She was lucky to have made it here: The jungle. It was slightly more dry here, the rain didn't quite get through the trees. It was still damp and the occasional rain drop or three would occasionally come through the branches, falling upon her matted and disgusting hair or spot her glasses. And then for the five-hundredth and ninety time since arrival, she'd take them off, clean them on the edge of her sleeveless turtle neck sweater and put them on. That three seconds without her glasses was dangerous, but couldn't be helped.

Lulu found herself lucky that her given weapon was a war scythe. A war scythe! If she met someone with an unworthy weapon, she could bust them up real good. But it wasn't exactly Lulu's nature. Only self defense, that was her key.

A little tired, Lulu sat down at the base of a tree, lying her war scythe by her legs. It had a long, slim handle with a rather long and sharp blade. She would imagine a grim reaper carrying this. This was somewhat of a grim game, so it all fit. She kept it close enough however so if anyone came upon her, she could easily grab it. Could she get into any attacking position? Probably not. But who cared? Six days being alive was cutting it too close for comfort...

She opened her bag and found some of her rations. Lucky for her, she didn't eat much and could easily get full on something small. Water was running dry though. She bit into a dry, stale cracker and sucked the crumbly treat for a moment. Salty. Dry. Crumbly. She imagined being at home and eating a sandwich or something. Spaghetti. Mmmm.


♥Dawson Demarke: School Cafeteria♥
♥Soon to come: Francis Scodelaris♥
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Mimi
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August 16th, 2008, 1:19 pm #3

(Sorry! I forgot to put continued elsewhere!)
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JoystickHero
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Joined: August 13th, 2008, 4:22 pm

August 16th, 2008, 11:31 pm #4

[G70 Start]

Rain, rain, rain. Amanda Redder, Amy to her friends, was getting pretty tired of it. She was soaked to the bone, he coat reserved for protecting her weapon from the rain. Amy hefted the heavy iron tube on her shoulder, arms sore from carrying the thing for almost a week. Who am I to complain, this could be the best weapon on the island... She honestly didn't know, she hadn't had to use it yet.

The foliage above Amy's head distilled the rain, but did little to dry the already drenched athlete. Jeez, this thing is heavy. I wonder if there's anywhere I can- Something caught the corner of Amy's eye, and she turned to look. Someone was sitting under one of the trees, a scythe at their feet. At first, Amanda was on her guard, but after looking for a few moments, a spark of recognition entering her eyes.

"Lulu...?"
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August 17th, 2008, 12:18 am #5

When Lulu heard the sound of footsteps, she immediately stopped crunching her crackers. Even though she never practiced a religion or muttered a prayer in her life, she began praying at that very moment that she was just imagining it. But the footsteps got louder and louder. Lulu grabbed her scythe, holding it with sweaty hands. "I may have to use this..One..two..slice..", Lulu muttered, going over directions in her head. She imagined just falling over, right at her assailants feet. What a laugh.

Soon, she looked up and her eyes were met with someone she knew. Amanda! A familiar face, thank goodness!

"Amy! Oh my god, I was so scared.", Lulu whispered, standing up. She put her scythe down, but immediately regretted it. Was Amanda playing this game too? If so, maybe she should pick up the scythe again...No, that would seem suspicious. She would just have to put her trust into this girl who she had considered a friend. Not an extremely close one, but definitely an acquaintance.

"How have you been? Are you hurt? Are you...playing?", She asked, hesitant on the last question. It came off sounding awkward and Lulu immediately regretted asking.


&#9829;Dawson Demarke: School Cafeteria&#9829;
&#9829;Soon to come: Francis Scodelaris&#9829;
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August 17th, 2008, 12:30 am #6

Playing...? Amy realized she was still leveling the grenade launcher at Lulu. "Oh! She immediately dropped the weapon, tube hitting the ground with a metallic thwunk. "In order, a lot better now, thankfully not, and unfortunately, yes." She gave a soft smile, trying to lighten the rather oppresive mood. "You have no idea how relieved I am to see a friendly face." The thought of killing Lulu had never entered Amanda's mind. Not once she knew who she was, anyways.

Lifting the weapon off the ground, she dragged it over to Lulu's scythe, setting the "gifts" side-by-side. She rang some of the water out of her hair, then her shirt. "Same questions, same order."
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B151 - Albert Lions - Deceased - TOZ-194 (14 Shells) - "Window!" (Stark took over for Al. And he was fantastic. For srs.)
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August 17th, 2008, 1:23 am #7

Lulu found herself gawking at Amanda's weapon. She definitely got a good one and it looked a little monstrous compared to hers. A scythe. If the two of them got in a small argument over something minuscule, Amanda would definitely be able to blow Lulu out of the water before she even swung that scythe. A little depressing, but that was how this game worked, she supposed.

Looking around at the pretty green scenery around her, she picked at some livid colored moss on a tree. "So you are playing..Ah. Well. Of course you are. Most everyone is, I guess...", Lulu said, spewing assumptions. She didn't know what was going on. She just relied on the occasional announcements to help her realize what was going on.

"Huh? Me? Yeah, I'm fine. I've managed to avoid everyone so far...And well...I'm not playing. Yet. I haven't really been in that sort of situation yet.", Lulu explained with a nervous chuckle, adjusting her glasses. Despite her cheery exterior(or as cheery as she could act in such a grim situation), she was actually feeling extreme melancholy. Only because of the rain though. The meeting of a non-hostile person definitely cheered her up though.

"Do you think the forest is safe?", Lulu asked Amanda, shifting from one foot to another.


&#9829;Dawson Demarke: School Cafeteria&#9829;
&#9829;Soon to come: Francis Scodelaris&#9829;
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August 17th, 2008, 3:34 am #8

Amanda shook her head. "I haven't killed anyone. I... I think I might if I have to, but... Well, the only grenades I used were for trying to get used to wielding this thing. Nearly started a forest fire." Not exactly a laughing matter, but Amy chuckled anyways. She needed to unstress. Getting bent out of shape would not help her.

Amanda was glad to hear that Lulu had avoided conflict. She was a good girl, and probably didn't have it in her to kill someone. "I'm sure it's fine." Amy replied, assuring herself as much as Louise. "Even if it's not, there's no one out there who could take on both of us." A chill went down Amanda's back as the cool night wind blew through the trees. Wet clothes, cold wind, at this rate, we'll catch pneumonia. "You wouldn't happen to have any way of starting a fire, would you?"

It was a rhetorical question. Even as she was asking it, Amy was pulling off the dripping tee she wore, ringing the water out of that. Only once her sports bra was completely visible did Amanda realize that Lulu probably wasn't as comfortable with this kind of thing as she was. As far as she knew, Lulu had never gone out for a sport. "We need to get out of these wet clothes." She explained. "We get sick, Danya won't have to kill us."
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B152 - Keith Christoph - Deceased - Nevada Marriage Forms - "God is dead."
B151 - Albert Lions - Deceased - TOZ-194 (14 Shells) - "Window!" (Stark took over for Al. And he was fantastic. For srs.)
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Ciel
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August 17th, 2008, 6:07 am #9

(Anna Kateridge continued from Manhunt)

Anna was finding it rather hard to care about destroying all the cameras in the area. Even though the cameras were taping her every move, it wasn't like it had a choice in the matter. What did those cameras ever do to her? A stupid amount of wasted logic yes, but Anna was not the one to question herself when she came up with an idea. When she thought of something she'd usually go ahead with it regardless... for example, destroying a slim number of cameras on an island filled with them. Who's to say that she was even making a difference? The whole odd-job seemed more like busy work when she really thought about it. She should stop. The jungle seemed to go on forever and all the cameras she destroyed (that number being at a very high 19 now) was being vastly outweighed by the ones that were still in use.

Except for the one she just destroyed.

She didn't like that one.

Anna looked down at her sword and began to ponder. Hmm... I wonder why someone would leave a perfectly good sword lying in the ground? Seems a rather unintelligent thing to do, wouldn't you know? After all if I can easily slice through twenty cameras in less than a few hours then I would say I have a deadly weapon at my side. My word... This is a heavy object. I certainly didn't remember it being this heavy when I picked it up, but it certainly gets the job done. Makes things nice and easy. I like that.

She continued walking, humming to herself as she put the sword back into her bag as she held tightly onto her umbrella. Anna looked rather unusual, what with actually looking perky and happy. One would think she was crazy.

Hmm... I wonder if there's any radios on this island? If it did, then I could put some music on. It would do wonders to this dreary landscape.

... and they would probably be right. But Anna meant well, although the two girls sitting near a tree that she just so happened to pass wouldn't know that. She knew the two girls by name. Amanda and Louise, I believe. Or... is that Lulu? Oh bother, I'm very bad at names and faces. At least I remember Amanda's name... or is that Dolores? Oh dear... Anna pulled out a bright smile, not quite sure what to say to them or how to say something that she had no idea of. About the only thing Anna could really offer the two of them was the object that was placed in her hands. It certainly wasn't big enough to cover the three of them, but Anna could find some use for the camo clothes in her pack.

"... umbrella?" she inquired, in a carefree sort of way.
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August 17th, 2008, 5:20 pm #10

"It might be a good idea to try to reserve as many grenades as you can until the need arises. I'm sure extra grenades would definitely be a chore to find.", Lulu said, grinning. Her wet hair was nearly plastered to her face and dirt obscured her cheeks and nose. Lulu was normally the type who's favorite sport was showering. Sometimes she'd take two a day. It took everything within her not to go insane because of her filth...

Lulu did feel better with Amanda around. She was right. If anyone decided to come upon them, they could probably take them out, considering the circumstances. As long as their weapon was nothing comparable to a grenade launcher and a war scythe.

When Amanda asked Lulu if she had a way to start a fire, she simply picked up two sticks and handed it to her. Lulu was still under the impression that by rubbing two sticks together, you'd get a monster fire. "Maybe bad idea..the smoke might attract people..", She whispered. When Amanda took off her wet shirt, Lulu lowered her eyes and focused on the dirt.

She heard footsteps. Again?! Okay, so it was her luck that Amanda had come along but what if she wasn't so lucky? What if the next person had a good enough weapon to wipe them both out in one single move. She waited until she saw the girl. Anna, she believed her name was. And she seemed non-hostile as well. Thank goodness. Being modest, she answered her question. "Well, if we took your umbrella, you'd get wet! That would be rude..."


&#9829;Dawson Demarke: School Cafeteria&#9829;
&#9829;Soon to come: Francis Scodelaris&#9829;
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