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Topic Started: Nov 17 2010, 02:05 AM (3,441 Views)
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(Carly Jean Dooley continued from Late Dawns and Early Sunsets)

"To wrap things up, Lucas Lupradio boarded the boat to failville after..."

Carly breathed out, relieved. Another day was over and done with (and just HOW many kids were out here, anyway?) and she was still alive. And from those announcements, so was George. Good. She wasn't going to let him die without finding him and reattaching herself to him. Not that she wasn't doing OK with Jasper, but she at least wanted to SEE George again, whatever happened.

She'd left Jasper back at the campsite they'd made after taking off from Jimmy, wanting to get at least SOME alone time before they decided whatever the hell they were going to do today. Of course, she still got that shaking feeling in her knees when she was out of his sight, and his gun, but damnit Carly Jean Dooley, you are NOT going to go back to that quivering little wreck you were and you need to prove to yourself that you are STRONG! Right? Right! Wasn't she still feeling strangely giddy from having kicked that asshole Jimmy Brennan in the balls last night? She was! And if he came back she'd just... kick him in the balls again! Carly Jean Dooley doesn't fear, because her power of KICKING ASSHOLES IN THE BALLS was here!

"You hear that Jimmy Brennan! Come back and I'll kick you in the balls again!"

Carly broke out into laughter. Oh gawd. Was she cracking up here? Well, whatever. Who cared whether you cracked up a little when you were on an island and ordered to kill all the people you went to school with, huh? HUH? That question just made her laugh harder, and she actually had to stop walking for a moment to get herself under control. Oh gawd again. If only the girls back home could see her now.

Of course, they could see her now, couldn't they? Carly looked out at the rising sun, wondering. Hey, maybe Alice and Jooli and Elaine were all back home, rooting for her to win. That'd be like them, actually. Alice would coordinate SOTF-watching parties and keep everyone's spirits up.

"You girls watching? You're a bunch of lucky skanks, you know? I should've stayed back a year!" She chuckled one more time and shook her head.

Actually, now that she looked at it, the sun out here was pretty nice to look at after all. She'd have to tell Jasper that when she got back to him. She should probably go soon anyway, she'd climbed all the way to the top of this hillside to look around but there was no sign of George out here.

Her stomach rumbled, and Carly realized that she hadn't eaten anything yet today. Ugh. Her mood faded again. Did she want some stupid crackers or some crusty bread for her breakfast? Big choice. Breakfast was supposed to be GOOD stuff, like milk and cereal or sometimes pancakes, even if they were the crappy frozen ones when it was a school day and you obviously weren't going to cook anything in the morning. Pancakes and syrup, and butter. If she'd had some butter maybe even this bread would taste better, but did she? Noooooooo.

Screw the bread, she'd have the crackers today.

She reached into her bag and grabbed for the tin, only to feel something else. The hell? She pulled it out.

Oh, that stupid vase. She'd totally forgotten that she'd been lugging it around all this time. Why had she kept it, anyway? She supposed she thought at first it might have some significance, but what the hell could a vase have to do with this terrorist thing? She knew that people got goofy weapons like plastic forks and stuff, but a vase was a pretty stupid idea of a joke if you asked her. Maybe they'd just run out of stuff to give to students and were grabbing things of Danya's living room or something. Well, whatever. She dropped the vase on the ground and settled in to her meal of crackers, telling herself that they were actually tiny delicious pancakes.

When she'd finished, she stood up and looked down the hillside again. More trees, more stumps, still nothing else interesting. About time she got back to Jasper, she guessed.

Then, as Carly bent over to pick up her bag, a flash of movement at the bottom of the hill caught her eye. She turned, not expecting much. OK, it was just some guy, it was--

"Hey! HEEEEEYYY! GEORGE! It's Carly! I'm up here!"

Carly did a series of little jumps and waved her arms, a real smile breaking out on her face. It WAS George again, and this time she wouldn't let the dummy get away from her. All she had to do was wait until he made his way around and up to where she was, and everything would be just fine.
v6!
G058: Kaitlyn Greene aka Katy Buried - Horse Tranquilizer and Syringe
She Knew She'd Found Freedom - Questions - Fools - Barons - Opportunities - Sideshows - Dawns - Gulches

v5!
G038: Deanna Hull - Replica Freddy Glove - DECEASED
From Sea to Sky -Smoke--Sun--Tiki--Nine--Repeat--Talk--Now--Drift--Hunger--Valley--Fall--Rust--Paper--Heart--Sky-
B023: Jesse Jennings - Riz Action Figure - DECEASED
From Vision to Glory -Vision--Summon--Time--Plan--Length--Sleep--Cause-

v4!
B006: Ricky Fortino - Trowel - DECEASED
B022: Imraan Al-Hariq - Remington 870 - DECEASED
G036: Carly Jean Dooley - VASE D: - DECEASED
G077: Andrea Raymer - Gunpowder - ?????
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The crashing sound above her broke Carly's mood and concentration quite easily, and she turned around just in time to see a male figure tumbling down in her direction. What. The. Hell.

It was SEBASTIAN.

Sebastian Decartes. The asshole king of all assholes at Bayview Secondary. She'd totally forgotten that George had told he was on this island with them. For a second she wanted to turn and run in the direction she'd seen George. It would be safe. It would be the old "Scaredy-Cat Carly", probably exactly what Sebastian would expect. He'd expect her to just run off or cry or beg and FUCK THAT SHIT. This was "Kick Assholes in the Balls" Carly Jean Dooley. What was he going to do, give her a little girly slap like he'd done in school before prom? Ha! She could take that. She could take anything.

So instead she stepped forward and shoved at him.

"Ow? Ow? Fuck you, Sebastian Decartes. Why the hell did you even go on this trip? You get AWAY from me!"
v6!
G058: Kaitlyn Greene aka Katy Buried - Horse Tranquilizer and Syringe
She Knew She'd Found Freedom - Questions - Fools - Barons - Opportunities - Sideshows - Dawns - Gulches

v5!
G038: Deanna Hull - Replica Freddy Glove - DECEASED
From Sea to Sky -Smoke--Sun--Tiki--Nine--Repeat--Talk--Now--Drift--Hunger--Valley--Fall--Rust--Paper--Heart--Sky-
B023: Jesse Jennings - Riz Action Figure - DECEASED
From Vision to Glory -Vision--Summon--Time--Plan--Length--Sleep--Cause-

v4!
B006: Ricky Fortino - Trowel - DECEASED
B022: Imraan Al-Hariq - Remington 870 - DECEASED
G036: Carly Jean Dooley - VASE D: - DECEASED
G077: Andrea Raymer - Gunpowder - ?????
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[Hooray, only about six months later :P ]

"Yeah! Yeah you get up and get away from me, stupid! You know what Sebastian, I'm not scared of YOU anymore! You think you're a big guy, Sebastian! Get out of here before I kick you in your tiny balls!"

She saw George at the bottom of the hill, and turned to him, taking her attention away from her stupid arch-nemesis for a moment.

"It's OK George! I can handle myself! I can---"

Something struck her on the shoulder. HARD. Hard like it was going to bruise.

FUCKING SEBASTIAN.

"Ow! OW DID YOU JUST HIT ME?!"

He had, and even as Carly tried to bring up her hands to ward off Sebastian's attacks he was hitting her again and again, hitting her with a big piece of WOOD of all things. Carly yelled, and took a step forward ready to claw that asshole's eyes out, when he hit her again.

"You stupid-ass Sebastian ASSHOLE! You--"

Carly stepped backward, her idea to claw that asshole's eyes out replaced by the need to get away from that asshole as quick as possible. But she only made it a half-step before Sebastian's last swing struck her right on the forehead and made her see stars. The pain exploded briefly, and then seemed to disappear. It was replaced with some strange, dull feeling that blurred her vision and made everything happen in slow motion. She stepped on the vase, shattering both it and the dreams of many of the more perverse SOTF fanboys lurking on the dregs of the Internet, and then she fell backwards and rolled, dully thinking about nothing at all.

Then the side of her head collided with the jagged edge of a tree stump, nearly buried in the grass, and although Carly slid a few more feet before coming to a stop, although she was still technically alive for another minute or so while all her vital functions wound down, her feeling days were done, too. For Carly Jean, it had been a quick, unheralded end, as most people probably expected.

Of course, Carly Jean Dooley had never had a chance to win Survival of the Fittest. She was an overemotional girl of moderate intelligence with few friends on the island and a joke weapon based on a lesbian rape scene. The oddsmakers had sensibly ranked her right near the bottom of the field with a few dozen other oddballs, weaklings and longshots, and most of the discussion about them was in regards to which of those presumed fodder characters would inevitably end up shocking everyone and making it near the endgame. Her death, when it came and went, was simply treated as a trimming of the field, another minor character killed off. A step above the kids who just go off and commit suicide or fall and hit their head on a rock, or those who are randomly shot in the distance by someone they don't know, but certainly not a scene or character that would be much remembered by the time the show was over. But you know what? If you'd told Carly in advance that she'd have at least survived a few days on the island and outlasted several of the supposed favorites, that she would get to meet George, that she'd be able to achieve a sense of contentment with herself, that her death would be quick and mostly painless, and that she'd be able to kick Jimmy Brennan in the balls, well, she would have still been sad about dying, sure; but all in all she'd have been OK with that.

Even if had to be by fucking Sebastian.

GO36 - Carly Jean Dooley - DECEASED
Edited by D/N, Jun 6 2011, 01:32 PM.
v6!
G058: Kaitlyn Greene aka Katy Buried - Horse Tranquilizer and Syringe
She Knew She'd Found Freedom - Questions - Fools - Barons - Opportunities - Sideshows - Dawns - Gulches

v5!
G038: Deanna Hull - Replica Freddy Glove - DECEASED
From Sea to Sky -Smoke--Sun--Tiki--Nine--Repeat--Talk--Now--Drift--Hunger--Valley--Fall--Rust--Paper--Heart--Sky-
B023: Jesse Jennings - Riz Action Figure - DECEASED
From Vision to Glory -Vision--Summon--Time--Plan--Length--Sleep--Cause-

v4!
B006: Ricky Fortino - Trowel - DECEASED
B022: Imraan Al-Hariq - Remington 870 - DECEASED
G036: Carly Jean Dooley - VASE D: - DECEASED
G077: Andrea Raymer - Gunpowder - ?????
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