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Post by Liam Dayton on Jul 27, 2017 13:28:20 GMT -5
How do we come back from this? Two people are going to die if someone doesn't kill soon. No matter what, someone is going to die. We need to think of a plan. There has to be a way to get the collar off without killing someone else. There has to be! I just have to group up with the others. Speaking of which, there's Nox and Dorothy.
"Oh, uh, hey guys! Have y-you found any new information about this place? I want to find out as much as we can as soon as p-possible."
I doubt they've found anything either, but it can't hurt to ask. The mastermind hasn't given us any sort of clue as to who it may be, but you never know. Someone could have gotten lucky.
"So, how was the challenge for you guys? I almost went the full two hours enduring one of the worst physical pains of my life. At least I made it into the top ten. I just wish things didn't turn out the way they did. I sh-should have taken their place."
I can't stop thinking about how bad that went. Koneko won the challenge, and was still punished for it. Having to choose two of your fellow contestants for death... why did it have to be her? Koneko hasn't done anything wrong, so why torture her like this? Not to mention Nero and Valentina, who have to deal with the fact that they might die soon. I couldn't save them from this.
"Do you guys have any idea on what to do about those bomb collars? Other than k-killing someone. There has to be another way to deactivate them, right?"
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Post by Nox Tenebris on Jul 28, 2017 21:33:20 GMT -5
as long as you remember me, i don't care if everyone else forgets. [attr="class","quicklinks"]♡STAYPOSITIVE♡ [attr="class","quicklinks"]357 words ♡ Lights, Camera, Action! Nox Tenebris on stage, front and center. ♡ | [attr="class","technoscroll"]❝ Nox seemed... oddly quiet when Liam approached her. She sat on a stair, seeming to stare off vacantly in her lap as her hands quivered just lightly. She curled up slightly, blinking but not really seeing. When he kept speaking, she found a part of her chest hurting and throbbing. A voice in her head screaming 'get a grip, you can't afford to falter now!' She bit her lip, shaking her head lightly. 'Think of Tyler!' That is what made her shakily breathe in, rubbing her forehead. Her whole arm was trembling she she did that action, before she stood and looked to Liam. Nox couldn't help but cough as she tried to compose herself.
Once she did so, she shook her head once again, beaming up at Dorothy and Liam. It was like she switched something off in her mind, even. She shuffled her feet, tilting her head as she put a finger on her chin, leaning back lightly.
"Hm... my challenge was fine, I guess. I got top five or six, I don't remember. It ruined my clothes, though, which is so annoying!" She shouted, pouting at her clothes. "They better give us better clothes if we're... stuck here." She got quiet at the end, before humming, putting both arms behind her as she leaned forwards to Liam. She refused to let herself fall into despair, dammit!
"The bomb collars are probably locally wired, so I don't think a techy person could hack it. It probably has some type of sensory to tell if we mess with it, either. That, or we have cameras on all of us, and I really hope that's not the case. That would be awkward." |
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Post by Dorothy Saotome on Aug 1, 2017 14:53:37 GMT -5
Dorothy stumbled upon Nox and Liam on the stairwell, so she decided to greet them after she changed her clothes to something more comfortable.
"The challenge was stupid. That's all.", she said while she quite obviously sounded annoyed. "Honestly, what the hell was the bear thinking when he made it up?" Hearing Dorothy swear like that was actually quite a rare occurrence, given how calm and composed she appeared to be back when the backstage was still on.
She sighed once the bombs were mentioned. "There's nothing we can do about them, aside from doing as the bear commands. I wish we could, but if we did, we'd be breaking the rules and we'd be punished, potentially costing us our lives. I always try to see the bright side in things, but given our current situation, that's not always possible, wouldn't you agree?"
And much like her uncle, she shrugged. "So, anything else you wanna talk about?"
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Post by Liam Dayton on Aug 4, 2017 1:07:19 GMT -5
"Yeah, the fact that we had to get drenched for the challenge was kind of annoying, but hey, at least it's over now, right? We can at least relax for now."
Can we? The lives of a lot of people are in danger right now, and there's not a lot any of us can do about it without resorting to extremes. Either way we look at it, someone is going to be in danger.
"Nox, even if we're stuck here for now, we're going to get out eventually. That's how life works, right? We're not going to be stuck in a situation forever, and things are bound to get better soon. They have to."
It's not like the bear can keep us trapped forever. We have to get out of here at some point. I have to make sure we do.
"Locally wired? Sensory? That means we can't do anything about those collars then, huh? Well, we can at least hope that's not the case. There's always a way out in solutions like these. There has to be. I w-won't believe otherwise!"
To be completely honest, I've got no idea what 'locally wired' or 'sensory' means. I just know that with the way she said it, it can't possibly mean good things for us.
"I forgot we'd be p-punished for not following the rules. You don't think he'd actually... execute us, right? Someone would come and rescue us before that happens. There's no way anyone would actually let us die here. Even in a situation like this, we just gotta have hope that help will come. That's what we were chosen to be here for, right? To help spread hope."
I refuse to accept that the people watching would just leave us here. Help has to already be on its way.
"So, what do you guys think of everyone else here? I think for the most part, everyone is pretty nice."
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