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“Do you guys need help? I’m not going to kill you, Ok? I can just see you seem to be in pretty bad shape”

Rizzo froze on the spot upon hearing Carla speak. He wasn't paying attention, but there she was now stood right in their way.

"You know her? What do you think? Player? Are we safe?"

Rizzo straightened, taking a firmer hold of his bags. The boombox was still in there, so he knew they would cause damage. Metal, albiet aluminium, cans and a boombox. They would cause quite some damage.

But he didn't have time to answer Theo's question.

"Kids, I have to say that I'm truly impressed with your first day showing. Blood! Tragedy! Explosions! Mayhem! You've utterly smashed the record for first day kills; it makes an old man proud to see you all taking his instructions so thoroughly to heart!"


Rizzo's eyes widened when the voice began. He felt a chill run through his body, temporarily numbing the pain and aches. It didn't guard against his violent stomach condition.

"Congratulations to those of you that are still alive, because you've already outlasted 19 of your classmates."

That clinched it. He managed to turn his head as his body retched, trying to throw up his now-empty stomach. The little water he had managed to drink came out, but nothing else. It hurt so much... Why couldn't they have left him with his pills?!

"Fuck..." he gasped, panting for breath as the announcement went on. He was onto name five already. He couldn't say he was friendly with any of them, but just knowing they had been killed by... Didn't he say Ivan already? The big Russian guy? Who was something like eight times Rizzo's own body weight? That guy was playing...?

"I'm gonna fuckin' die..." he muttered, spitting onto the ground. So many people were playing, more than one with multi-kills. Was that even a term? Did it matter? People were going to kill him. People were going to kill everyone!

"What's your name?!" he asks suddenly, pointing at Carla and looking at her. His hand grabbed his bag strap again. If she was playing, he was going to be ready to defend himself against the crazy bitch.

"Hey, Rizzo, Theo? That you?"

Rizzo looked past the girl - OC hadn't deserted them! He could distract the girl whilst they took her weapon and killed her!

"Hi. My name's OC, and I don't want to hurt you. I hope you don't want to hurt us either."

Rizzo blinked, surprised at his own thoughts. Had he become so insane on this island after such a short time? He was thinking about killing someone who got a better weapon than...

Well, it was better than anyone he had met so far.

That sucked... The first person they met since leaving the swamp, and she has a gun and might be one of the so-called 'fem-fatales'...
V5 Concepts:
Max 'Hans' Casson: A white supremacist with a mean streak normal pro-Aryan attitude. [His views do NOT reflect my own, so everything said in pre-game is all him]


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