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STILL THE BEST 1973
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The next few seconds got rather confusing for Maria. She spotted Duncan, who started asking if she was alr, before he was suddenly interrupted by several load popping sounds, a couple somethings skipping off the ground beside her as Duncan stumbled forward, landing on top of her and knocking them both to the ground. She looked rather confused, the reality of what was going on taking time to click in her mind. Looking over Duncan's shoulder, she noticed a boy standing nearby, a gun in hand and an evil grin on his face. Wait...isn't that that British guy? The one who keeps showing up in the announcements?

The boy aimed his gun one more time at the two of them, pulling the trigger, only for a click to come from the gun. Maria felt as Duncan shifted his weight, as if trying to shield her, and she watched as the boy looked up, noticing the other two people there, and quickly ran for it, making tracks away from the group.

Well...that was close. Maria tried to get up, giving Duncan a nudge to signal him to get off, when...

Huh? She suddenly noticed that it was unusually warm between the two of them. She tried to push Duncan up enough to look down and...red. That...that's a lot of red. Maria reached around, brushing her hands against Duncan's back, and Duncan let out a sharp, ragged gasp as she did. Her hands came up red, too.

"D...Duncan?"

It sounded like Duncan was trying to say something, but she couldn't really make it out. Suddenly, he coughed loudly, and Maria's cheek was splashed with more red. She felt as Duncan's breathing got slower...

And slower...

And slower...

And then...

Then...

...

Murderer.

You were supposed to protect him.

He just walked up and shot him for no reason

If you hadn't freaked out, he'd still be alive

Duncan, I...I lo...

You couldn't protect him. You can't protect anyone.

Monster.

Worthless.

You should just kill him.

You should just die.

KILL HIM JUST DIE HE DESERVES NOTHING LESS HE'S DEAD AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT the smell of barbecued pork NO WONDER ZACH DUMPED YOU if it wasn't for you and Cass I would've lost my mind by now KILL HIM KILL HIM KILL HIM NO WONDER YOUR MOTHER CARES MORE ABOUT HER JOB THAN YOU KILL HIM WORTHLESS HE'S A MONSTER AND HE DESERVES TO DIE YOU ARE A WORTHLESS HUMAN BEING the only thing she was good for was digging this grave Maria Graham showed some real flair in taking out Francine Moreau KILL THE BASTARD JUST DIE KILL HIM AND JIMMY BRENNAN AND EVERYBODY ELSE WHO DARES TO FUCK WITH YOU NOBODY WILL MISS YOUhelpKILL HIM DIE KILL HIM DIE JUST FUCKING KILL HIM EVERYONE WOULD BE BETTER OFF WITHOUT YOUhelp meKILL HIM KILL HIM AND THEN DANCE ON HIS FUCKING CORPSE JUST DIE AND SAVE SOMEBODY ELSE THE TROUBLE OF KILLING YOUpleaseKILL DIE KILL DIE KILL DIE KILL DIE
KILL
DIE





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"Maria?"

Maria blinked in surprise as she heard Duncan speak, looking over at him. "D...Duncan?"

"It's okay, I'm fine."

"You...you mean you aren't..."

"No, I'm alright."

Maria let out a sigh of relief. "Dammit, don't scare me like that!" She scolded in a noticeably upset tone, feeling a great weight lift from her shoulders. Of course, there was still the great weight on top of her. "So, uh, could you get off? You're kind of heavy."

"Uh...sorry. I'm feeling kind of tired all of a sudden."

"Oh." It made sense, strangely enough. With some exertion, she slid out from underneath Duncan. Looking down at him. "Should I go get my first aid kid, or..."

"No, it's alright. I just need some rest."

"Oh, alright." She said. "Man, that was pretty scary, wasn't it? That guy just came out of nowhere and started shooting. What an asshole. Good thing no one was hurt, right?"

"Yeah..." Duncan said. "Listen, I need you to do something for me."

"Hmm? What is it?"

"It's probably gonna be a while before I can move around again, but we still have to look for people getting off the island, right?"

"Uh...that's right." Maria said, wonder where he was going with this.

"So, I want you to leave me here, okay? You go look for a group, and then when you find one, you can come back for me, okay?"

"W-what!? I can't do that! What if somebody finds you?"

"Don't worry. I'll be fine. Just help me into one of those houses, okay?"

"Uh...o-okay. If you say so." Maria said, still not sure about Duncan's idea. Still, she felt like she had to oblige him. Reaching down, she grunted with exertion as she pulled Duncan up, helping him towards the nearby house she saw George coming out of, not really paying attention to if he was still standing there or not. At the moment, all she was really paying attention to was Duncan.

"Geez, Duncan, quit dragging your feet..." She said, straining to get him into the house, spotting the bedroom right away and heading straight there.

"This should be a good spot." She said, laying Duncan down onto the bed. "This good for you?"

"Yeah, this'll work."

"Lucky bastard. You get to rest in a comfy bed while the rest of us have to go run around the island some more." Maria laughed a bit, and then the room was filled with an awkward silence for a moment.

"...Duncan?"

"Hmm?"

"There's...there's something I have to tell you." She says, carefully sitting down at the edge of the bed.

"What is it?"

"Remember back at the docks, before all that crazy murder stuff happened? I...I was saying something before I got cut off. I..." Maria hesitated for a second. "...I love you, Duncan."

"Huh?"

"What? Don't 'huh' me! I just said I love you, and that's all you have to say?" Maria sighed with annoyance. "I...what happened after Zach dumped me. I thought it was just because I was rattled. But...I thought about it a lot after that, and...that's how I really feel. With Zach...well, I guess I kind of got sidetracked. I can't really remember why we hooked up in the first place, come to think of it. But you..." Maria blushed a little bit. "Remember when we were kids, and I tore the skin off my elbow on that crappy tire swing? God, I was just bawling and making so much noise. I thought it was the most painful thing in the world. But you were there the whole time to make sure I was okay. Hell, your parents had to drag you away even after I was all patched up. I mean, I know I've always acted all weird and hyper and stuff, but you were always there to try and rein me in. You were always there. Even when I moved away, you were still always there, as well as you could be. I...I can't imagine my life without you." She smiled a bit, looking down at Duncan. It felt good finally getting it all out after all this time. She felt so relieved.

"...Duncan. Do you mind if I...?" Maria fidgeted a bit on the bed, and then finally decided to go for it. Leaning in, she closed her eyes and planted a soft kiss on Duncan. It held for a moment, before she finally pulled back. "Uh...s-sorry." She said, before noticing something strange, reaching up to touch her face. Was she...crying? She finally had the chance to tell Duncan her true feelings about him. What did she have to cry about? Huh...that's so weird.

So why couldn't she stop?

"Uh, well..." Maria got up off the bed. "I-I guess I b-better get going then." She said, suddenly finding her voice shaking. "D-don't worry. When I find out how to get out of here, I'll come back for you, a-and then we can all get off this island together." She started towards the door, now finding her hands shaking as she reached for the doorknob. For some reason, she found that she really, REALLY didn't want to leave the room. She wanted so badly to just stay behind with Duncan. But she couldn't. She had to find a way off the island, and she couldn't do something like that here.

"S...s-see ya." Maria said as she stepped through the door, closing the door behind her.

"Bye." She heard just before the door closed.

B76: DUNCAN MCMAHON - JUST RESTING
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Enough expository banter! Now we fight like men! And ladies! And ladies who dress like men! For Gilgamesh...it is MORPHIN' TIME!

V5 hopefuls:
Hiro Fukuyama: "N-n-no, I-I'm not scared."
Lucy Rosenberg: "If you're looking for friends, I don't think I can help you with that."
Angus McDonald: "To hell with you! If anyone here deserves to live, it's me!"


The Dead


banthesun
 
She wanted those horrible metal balls to stop banging against her legs

ZombiexCreame
 
But would Celeste even want help from a guy that whips out his pistol without a second thought?
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