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 Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 10:37 pm
[Uh, Epsilon Squad can invade this thread too. xD I don't mind~
Beta Seven entering the Cornfields!]
Beta Seven was frowning as she walked out of her group's bright blue tent, grumbling to herself about how being bright blue doesn't help her hide in the fog. Her hand gripped the hilt of the dagger she had been provided, now strapped to her waist beside her phone; part of her really, really wanted to stab something right now. The only thing stopping her from doing so is the fact that she needed some 'companions' to help her through the seven days. Sighing, she looked down at her bright blue gloves; even when she's looking through her mask and the thick fog, she felt like she stood out like a sore thumb against the landscape...
... Not as badly as those in the pink team located in the same area, of course. She squinted at the bright pink tent at the other end of the cornfields. Wow, she could almost feel a shred of sympathy towards the poor sods stuck with that color... Almost.
Signing, she made her way to the endless roll of corn; time to get this party started. Seriously. She needs a party to join or lead. Whatever.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 10:54 pm
[Beta 6 entering Cornfield]
Six stumbled, tripping slightly over the edge of the tent into the dark. They seemed to be surrounded by cornfields, but of course he'd seen it on the map. In the distance he could see a similar tent, pink in color, but there was a heavy fog that hung about and made it difficult to see much else.
Six couldn't see Three, the team mate who'd gone out a few minutes before, but he did see the girl who'd left right before him.
"Hey.." He whispered, or tried to, and it huskily reverberated inside of his mask. "Hey wait up!" Looking from side to side he took some long steps (he was rather tall and thin) reaching her side.
"We should stay together.. right?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 11:32 pm
"Hm?" She raised an eye brow, turning around quickly, dagger drawn out and pointed in the direction where the voice had came from. Seeing that it was another person dressed in that ridiculous bright blue (seriously, bright blue) outfit, she sighed, "Ah, right... I suppose so, yes. Beta... Six?"
She then paused, eying his backpack, "So, what weapon did you get?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 11:51 pm
[Beta X entering]
Scanning her surroundings, X noticed corn. Corn... okay. She was imagining all sorts of challenging elements outside the tent but apparently she hadn't prepared herself for this. There were two visible figures - 6 & 7. Seven appeared to have a dagger at the ready. Heh. That was actually a good idea. X was beginning to think 7 would be of no use at all, but apparently there was more in that head of hers than her mouth led on.
Grasping the strap of her bag and unzipping the main pocket, X pulled out her club and closed it up again, flinging it back onto it's place on her shoulder. Gripping the handle of her mace, getting a feel for her new friend, Beta X took a place by 6 & 7 with the corn.
"That pink...works like a beacon really." Giving a light snort and nodding in the direction, X observed and compared the figures dressed in what appeared to be similar suits to their own; only horribly brilliant in color. She felt a great surge of relief that she was not wearing such a peacock suit. Sure, the blue was terribly visible and not the best choice of espionage, but if pink was the alternative... X thought all of her beta kin had the upper hand already.
When 7 asked 6 about his weapon, X perked. She too was interested in this knowledge. In fact- it might be a good idea to learn what all the other blue-suited betas had. Pooling resources and such.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 12:06 am
(( Beta Eleven enters the corn ))
BXI traipsed after Six, Seven and Ten, attempting to make as little noise as possible while doing so. Eleven was rather clunky, however, and she managed to not only rustle up quite a bit of swooshy corn noise but a couple of muffled oofs as well. She noticed a bright pink tent in the distance and grinned at it. At least she hadn't woken up in something like tha... wait? Did that mean there were more than thirteen people here? Did that mean she would have to kill someone? In addition to her oofs, BXI let out a slight whimper at the thought, hanging back from her fellow teammates for a moment. Would they try to kill her too? She certainly hoped not!
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 12:33 am
"What the-! X jumped at hearing something rustling behind her. Spinning on her heels, arms out and mace at the ready, X gritted her teeth in preparation for the worst. Then out came BXI; blue... blue was good. Pink potentially bad- but blue was good. That was what she firmly needed to believe. Observing BXI, the female beta couldn't help but feel sorry for her. Interesting! X was surprised at her sentimental reaction. Was this something she could count as an asset or a curse?... she rested the mace at her side idly.
"Guys- I'm X. This is what I had in my bag" she announced, holding out her mace for them to see. She trusted them enough right now to at least know what kind of protection she could offer if a situation requiring it ever came up. However, this did not mean she was willing to release her hold on the mace.
"If we're not the only ones on this island, it might be a good idea to note what kind of tools we all have. Who knows what we'll have to do to survive this place...the more weapons, the better." X had an idea of what kind of things might be required in order to meet the thirteen person limit, but she figured that wasn't something she needed to say out loud. It had already been implied by that text.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 12:33 am
[Beta 4 entering]
Beta Four, or Before as he decided he wanted to refer to himself as, decided sticking around the tent wasn't doing much to calm him down. For one thing, everyone was leaving the tent! :C He wasn't certain if he liked being alone when he could remember things, but right now that he couldn't, he wanted to stick to others.
Before made his best attempt at stealth (which, unfortunately involved getting lost three times in the fields, clearly he was no tracker, while doing his best to not hyperventilate) before finally, finally finding the others in his team. They were his team, right? They were in blue and had those squiggly B's on them, so they had to be on his team! Yay!
The presence of other people he (mistakenly?) assumed to be his allies helped him calm down enough to ask, "Are we really going to be killing each other until only thirteen of us are left?" If Before's agenda was to paint himself the idiot before his teammates, he's certainly taking the initiative for it.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 12:50 am
"Weapons at the ready please, gentlemen... Ladies..." She mumbled, wondering if any of them were even taking this seriously - or maybe they were just retarded. She could live with that - the more scapegoats, the better, right? She gave a nod of greeting at Beta Ten (Or would she prefer X? Sounds cooler in her opinion.) when she came; at least she had the right idea! A club...? Hm, that's gotta hurt if it hits right.
"Heh, good to know that there's another girl with balls here," She laughed dryly at Beta Ten, rolling her eyes before noticing that there was another stray with them. A frown (not that anyone could see) later, she pointed the dagger in Beta Eleven's direction, "You there. The cowering one - Beta Eleven? If you have something to say, say it now. Seriously, stop acting like you're the only victim here."
Oh look, another male idiot.
"No, this allll a dream, I'm your fairy godmother and you're Cinderella," She lowered the dagger, tucking it back beside her phone with a sigh, looking at Beta Four, "You idiot, read your phone. Tch, 13 of us? I say if you guys are ready for a fight, we're taken 5 slots out of that 13 already... According to the map, there are 5 places marked. The Lighthouse, beach, dark cove, cornfields - where we are now - and the abandoned town. If I assume that there are 2 teams in each area, there are 10 teams in total. If each team has 12 members each like us, that makes 120 of us... And only 13 survivals at the end of this?"
She paused, tapping the hilt of the dagger tucked around her waist before shrugging, "My life before this must be s**t if I willingly signed up for this messed up game of survival." That is, presuming that the cloaked figure in that classroom-like place was telling the truth about them being willing.
Then the handphone strapped to her waist vibrated.
"Ugh, what now? They're sooo demanding..." She grumbled loudly, reading the new message, "Oh look... How convenient! Less than 5 pendents on this whole island for the 5 of us. Greatttt. Shall we start stabbing the pink ones across this field first? I mean, there must be a reason why we're grouped together - might as well make full use of it."
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 1:21 am
Before fumbled with his handgun at Beta 7's command to bring out their weapons, hoping he wouldn't drop it and have it go off by accident. Thankfully, he managed to hold it out, gripping it by the handle, his finger on the trigger, though the muzzle was pointed down. Safety first!
"Not sure how I can kill someone with rubber pellets," he mumbled, frowning behind his gas mask, not that anyone can see it. His frown deepened at the sudden amount of math being spewed at him. Stupid numbers, they were giving him a headache. "But I guess I'm gonna-" the vibration of his phone cut him off and he stares balefully at the received message."Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit," he whined, "So unless you have that pendant, you aren't even guaranteed to survive even if you're one of the thirteen?" Frown frown frown frown. Fat lot that would do him. "There are five locations, like she said," a quick gesture to Beta 7, "Could there be one here in the Cornfields?" he asked the rest of the team.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 1:22 am
BXI puffed up when she heard the assertive one call her number. Cowering? She wasn't cowering, she was... concerned! Concerned for her fleshy bits and how she was going to keep them from ending up on the end of a mace. What nerve this Seven had! Eleven pouted out her lower lip under her mask and rushed forward to stand with the other Betas.
"Here!" she said, her nervous, squeaking voice in direct opposition to her bulky frame. "I've got bandages! Lots and lots of bandages." Her blabbering was cut short by a buzz from her phone and she stuffed the healing items back in her pack before checking her texts. Pendants? Mrgl.
She was about to respond to Seven's speculation about their chances for survival when there was an epic crash, complete with shuddering and booming. Holy...
Um, BXI couldn't help herself. She really wanted to see what that was.
(( Exiting to boss battle. I will be back unless I die yay ))
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 1:27 am
And that was followed by a loud CRASH from the middle of the cornfields.
"Oh look, a loud suspicious sound," Beta Seven continued to speak, but in a deadpan voice as she drew her dagger and raised it, "We just have to go check it out because it is sooo suspicious. Joy. Seems like your question will soon be answered, Beta Four, if we follow the oh so suspicious sound." She rolled her eyes and promptly followed after Beta Eleven, shrugging as she went.
This is like being in a video game, minus the respawning. Heh.
[Exiting to Boss Battle thread!]
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 1:32 am
Just as Beta 4 had finished his question, the universe answered it for his team. He trembled, uncertain what to do but figured he ought to join the others at the crash site. Because being left behind seemed like a far less appealing choice.
[Exiting to Crash site]
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 5:38 am
It was definitely the same message. When X's phone vibrated this time, she only needed to take a quick glance at it to know that what she was seeing on screen was the same thing 7 and the others were reacting to. Pendants had what purpose in this? Putting that aside, X noted the gun and bandages of 7 & 11 (she had to crush a giggle when putting those numbers together. No idea why)... excellent. Bandages would certainly be useful if trouble arose and a gun!... well- at least it was a gun? Maybe that would be some super hard rubber.
All of this went by too fast, it seemed, when what sounded like an explosion occurred further into the field. As her fellow betas began making their ways to the site, X too went to check out the source of this rumbling noise.
((exit to boss battle))
(( mind my spelling on this one guys 8D nighttyping))
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 7:33 am
Six was certainly glad to be joined by more people. Especially since the one girl seemed to be a huge b.. .. bossy person.
"I got a gun too. Rubber bullets." He frowned and flipped his hand over, clutching the weapon in a hopelessly floppy manner.
Of course then a text message came. And then a giant crashing noise.
Everyone was leaving him! "Hey... WAIT UP!"
[Heading to Boss Battle]
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