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Darken Your Clothes and Strike a Violent Pose; Open.
Topic Started: Dec 27 2010, 01:02 PM (4,285 Views)
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[[Jacqueline Myrie continued from Jesus Loves the Little Children]]

The boys' bathroom was decidedly boring.

Seriously. There was nothing different about it except for the urinals. That was some bullshit. Somewhere in her disappointment, however, she realized she hadn't peed in a while (let alone on a real honest-to-god toilet), so she went into the girls' bathroom and didn't even close the stall door. How was that for insane your life is almost over stuff? The girls' bathroom was actually way more interesting after all. There was red paint all over the walls and floor, making circles and blossoms- a beautiful, yet subtly gory sight. Jackie wondered who had made it. The room still smelled like spray paint, so it had to be recent- in fact, this almost definitely had to be a student from Bayview. Jackie had seen art before, of course; in fact, she'd seen art way better than this- but this painting left her in shock. After at least a minute or two of gawking, she finally shook herself awake and left.

From there, she simply walked. Away from the town, towards the docks... she walked along the coast for hours, stopping a couple times to eat crackers. Jackie had never been to a real beach before, having lived in Minnesota all her life. At some point the beach ended and became rocks, so she detoured between the lighthouse and the warehouses until she found more beach... with the church visible in the distance. Great. She'd walked in one giant circle. It was then that she realized she'd been walking all night and day- she'd better get some sleep. Sleeping on the beach. She loved it. She laid out a towel on the ground with her duffel at the head of it- an effective makeshift bed. Taking off her shoes, Jackie lay down and waited for sleep, watching as the waves crashed and the sky turned magenta in the distance.
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((Reiko Ishida continued from The Hardest Part))

Reiko Ishida had been fortunate since leaving the residential district after her nap. She had managed to avoid people, a good thing for someone of her reputation, especially carrying two rather dangerous looking weapons. The shotgun, while cumbersome, was still weildable, and would make a good deterrent for people to stay away. Anything she needed to make sure that people kept their distance was a bonus to her. The less people she encountered, the less... the less her temper would get the better of her. It sounded simple. Stay away from people, stop the killing.

It was just too bad for the girl that life rarely worked that way.

Upon leaving the residential district, Reiko immediately went north. It wasn't long until she found the ground under her feet shifting as she stepped onto the beach. Almost immediately, more instinctual than anything, the small girl walked to the shoreline, leaving her shot gun on the beach a fair distance away. Not even bothering to take off her shoes, Reiko waded into the current until she was knee deep in ocean.

Reiko bent over, and scooping up a handful of water in her gloved hands and splashing her face with the briny water. She felt a sharp sting as the salty liquid entered the wound on her head she had all but forgotten about. At least it would help to clean it maybe. Taking another handful of water, she splashed her face again, before submerging her head in the water for a moment.

Something about this simple task felt somewhat... calming. Almost as if she was washing away the last four days and starting over again. Only not. As metaphorical as her mind seemed to be right now, Reiko had still killed six people. They weren't coming back because she dunked her head in some water for a moment. Upon raising her head, the first thing Reiko noticed was that her vision was blurring slightly at the edges. She tried to rub her eyes, but that didn't solve much. What it did solve was Reiko determining the source of the problem. Her glasses. Reiko frantically fished around in the water nearest her, searching for the purple framed lenses. After a couple minutes of searching, she came up empty handed.

"Fuck!" Reiko said loudly, not even caring if there was anyone to overhear her. The girl began wading around in the shallows, stopping occasionally and trying to locate her glasses. It wasn't so much that she needed them than it was that she had just gotten so used to having them. Reiko didn't care much about the noise she made as she searched for her frames, so long as she found them.
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((Courtney Bradley, continued from Cool Ranch.))

Once again, Courtney had found herself running. She was thankful, at least, that she had a chance to get a good amount of practise in for the amount of running she was doing on this bloody island, really. She had wound up at a beach again and- aside from stuffing her shoes and socks into her daypack in an attempt to let her feet breathe- hadn't stopped. Just slowly, calmly, walked along the beach as it got darker and darker.

It was almost comforting, really. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore, the darkness, the lack of people who were planning on murdering her. For once, Courtney was calm.

A loud shout, blasting the F-Word for all to hear. Lovely.

Courtney saw someone in the water, close enough to make out that they were in there, but not close enough to see who exactly it was. Were they in trouble? Courtney rushed over, trying to get closer.

She recognised the face of the girl she saw in the water- Reiko Ishida, the figure skater, one of the popular girls, she had a twin sister, and was probably looking for her. During the days she had spent running and hiding and being generally out of her mind, she hadn't noticed the announcements; the thought never crossed her mind that her sister was dead, or that Reiko could've been a threat, let alone a killer multiple times over. She was just the short figure skater with a temper from school, wading through the water, looking like she'd lost something down there.

What had she lost? Her glasses? That would explain it, Courtney vaguely remembered her wearing glasses when they had met. If she'd lost them, that would explain why she was ambling around, right? Courtney looked around where she was standing. Small pebbles, shells, and a whole bunch of sand, but no glasses.

Right, then.

Rolling up the bottom of ther tracksuit bottoms, Courtney began to take slow steps into the cold water, stopping in her tracks when it reached her ankles. No need to get too close. Courtney didn't discredit the possibility of one of them being swept away by the waves if the got too deep, or a jellyfish being underwater or something like that happening.

"Hey, Reiko?" She waved to the smaller girl, deciding against walking up and patting her on the shoulder or anything like that. "...Need a hand?"
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"FUCK!"

Easily the rudest awakening Jackie'd ever gotten. She blinked, noticing the first hints of sunrise that assaulted the receding night sky, leaving new colors and poor visibility. Who the hell was over there, anyway? Jackie knew it was a female from the shout, but that was all she could make out for now. Well, except that other figure. This one was much more obviously female... but Jackie did not feel like dealing with people at the moment. It was whatever though. She wasn't bothering anyone. She'd just pretend she was asleep and no one would care. If they did, it would probably just be another harmless girl like Allie, or potentially those two in the water. Everything would be perfectly f-

A crackle.

Shit. No, wait. What did Danya say on that first day? He'd only announce the killer's name if he liked them or whatever right? It was ok. Jackie wasn't well-liked. All they would know was that Lily MacLaughlin tragically passed aw-

"Speaking of, Lily MacLaughlin nearly lost her head when she encountered Jackie Myrie, but Ms. Myrie lacked the follow through to actually sever the thing."

Fuck. You. Damn it. Well, that was official. Jackie Myrie was a killer and everyone knew it, not just Allie and that stupid Anneliese Hansen. And he'd had the nerve to mock her technique. Fuck. His. Shit. God, what an asshole. On the bright side, at least now Jackie had her rage to keep her awake until those girls left her alone. If they didn't recognize her, anyway. Shit.

Jackie continued to listen. It was for lack of anything better to do, really. She hated listening to all of these names, but at the same time it felt necessary. It was like she was waiting for something. She thought she heard her name again, which was puzzling, but then it ended up being another Jackie. A dead one. Another Lily had come up too. Was everyone on the announcements going to get a name partner or something?

Then Raidon Naoko went ahead and shot Alison Walworth and Madison Stone in rapid succession. I must say, Mr. Raidon sure knows how to bring some of that drama back to shootings.

The news hit Jackie hard. It didn't make her sad, or happy, or more angry... it just hit hard. Alison Walworth... that was the same Allie, alright. The first person she'd met on the island. Her first companion here. She was always so painfully polite, even as she was leaving Jackie. She wouldn't have hurt a fly, even if it was moving in for blood. That was why she'd gotten herself killed. If nothing else, Jackie knew one thing about Allie's death- she would never allow herself to be that weak.

More deaths, more killings. Liz Polanski. God, fuck that bitch. Getting everyone killed just so she could make some retarded statement. Jackie hoped someone would get that bounty soo- wait. Jackie could get that bounty. She could walk right up, stab her in the neck (without severing, just to spite the stupid asshole behind the microphone), and nab the greatest gun on the island. It was the sickest daydream Jacqueline Myrie had ever had, and she loved it. But for the moment, that was all it was- a daydream. She might go after Liz later, but if she moved right now she risked discovery. That would be bad. Were those girls gone yet, for that matter?

She looked back to the beach. Nope. Still there. Christ. It was a little lighter now, and easier to distinguish faces- wait. The first girl- the profane one- "Fuck!" Jackie muttered her own curse at the revelation. She was staring at Reiko Ishida, one of the asian twins. She couldn't remember specifics, but Jackie knew she'd heard that name a lot over the past few days- and if she was standing alive in front of her, that narrowed down the reasons quite effectively. Hiding was futile- Jackie had a top-notch killer right here in front of her. Instinctively, she reached into the bag for her knife. It was going to come in handy again soon.
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Reiko's immediate reaction to hearing an unexpected voice was to pull the gun from her pants and point it at the source of the voice. Her finger came off the trigger the moment she saw who it was. She kept the weapon pointed at her though. She wasn't exactly what you would call friendly with Courtney, but they got along well enough. They shared a class or two. She was a nice girl. Lucky for her she found Reiko now, and not back when she would have shot first.

She was offering to help Reiko. Why? Didn't she know she was a killer? The speakers crackled, and Reiko knew that she would be on them again. She didn't say anything throughout the announcement, just standing, holding the gun in both hands, pointed at Courtney. Her name came and went, detailing her latest victims. Her last victims. She hoped.

"Don't move!" Reiko said, somewhat pointlessly. Of course she's not going to move, she has a killer pointing a gun at her. In her time wading around in the water looking for her glasses, the tide had begun to move out, until the smaller girl was only up to her ankles. The morning sun glinted off something as it rose, which caught her eye. Her glasses! Suddenly she was thankful that her mom had paid the extra money for the impact resistant ones. They appeared to still be in good shape.

Returning her gaze to the red headed girl, Reiko began to inch her way to her glasses. She didn't know why she insisted on keeping her at gunpoint. A precaution perhaps. She didn't want to get caught by surprise. Upon reaching her glasses, Reiko dropped down for a brief second to grab them, positioning them back on her nose. The frames dripped with salty water, and the lenses were a bit foggy, but she could see well enough.

"What do you want?" Reiko said once the glasses were on her face. Of course she wanted something. Everyone wants something on this island. Still, her answer would be an interesting one to say the least.
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Courtney assumed Reiko'd take her offer of help well. Reiko responded in an ...unexpected manner, to say the least.

She raised a gun at her. Well, that was warning sign one and two, right there. The fact that she had a gun and was pointing it. Courtney got the distinct feeling she'd used it, too. Hey now, no need for those assumptions, Reiko was a bitch but she wasn't a- The announcement crackled. A long, awkward period followed as the names rolling by, Reiko's coming up twice.

Oh. Well then.

At this point alarm bells were ringing in Courtney's head. Telling her to run, get out of there before Reiko put a bullet hole in her head, but Courtney ignored them for the moment. It was fine, she could handle this. For once, Courtney was confident. She was convinced she had a shot here, that she could solve this without running, or without them getting violent. Gun or not, Courtney felt that she had control here.

"Oh, good, you found them then." Courtney said, as Reiko inched away, keeping her gun trained on Courtney as she went to pick up her glasses. If she had done that a few hours ago, Courtney would have screamed, freaked out then and there. Not now. Now she was calm, despite the gun. Shades of her optimism were beginning to shine through, like... something. She'd forgotten where she was going with that trail of thought.

"Hey, calm down, Reiko." Courtney avoided raising her hands or anything. Didn't want to test how strict Reiko was with the whole "don't move" rule. "I saw you splashing around in here, and figured you'd managed to lose something. Came in, figured I could help you find them. I was just trying to help."
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((Jimmy Robertson continued from Cool Ranch))

As Jimmy and Alan reached the beach, Jimmy noted the announcements that had played over the past day. Danya was getting serious about Liz Polanski. Another three people had been blown up due to Liz's plan, and that was not good. First, it meant that due to Danya's bounty, everyone was after her, because second, Liz could become an indirect cause of death of who knows how many more, himself and Alan included, by what was essentially a game of Russian roulette, without the ability to refuse the proverbial gun. Some people were probably motivated to kill Liz just for a better hope of survival themselves. That meant that they had to find Liz before anybody else did, and together find a better way of getting back at Danya - one that attracted less attention.

He looked over at Alan. He seemed a little jostled, but nothing too bad. Jimmy would be lying himself if he claimed to be completely unafraid of what was going on. He was in a death game with his class, and he and Alan had yet to find anybody who was willing to team up with him (well, they'd met Brock, but he was dead).

Jimmy scanned the beach, looking for people. In the distance, he made out someone. Scratch that. As he moved in a little closer and squinted, he made out two people. Just barely, but there were two people. Hopefully they would be friendly, or even better, willing to join the fight against Danya. He looked over at Alan.

"Hey, Alan. There's a couple people down there. Think we should approach them?"
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Alan and Jimmy continued walking. Alan had gotten quite used to walking. Over his time on the island he had learnt the fine art of quickly looking in a different direction when he passed the odd corpse every so often; it seemed to work and it helped Alan to not think about it. Danya's latest update on the island's favourite rebel had reassured Alan that he was still very scared of what this girl was capable of. It made Alan smile just a little bit.

They entered the beach; Alan looked out to the endless ocean, rolling in and out. Alan wondered where abouts in the world they could be. Who knows? For all Alan knew they could be on a massive film set in a dome in Hollywood. But Alan didn't want to dwell on it and instead just kept walking.

"Hey, Alan. There's a couple people down there. Think we should approach them?"

Alan looked across the beach and indeed saw two figures, not too far away. Other students. Alan couldn't quite make out what was going on but there they were defiantly there. Although it was about the forth time that the old tired system of Alan approaching a group of people and then most of them leaving him about twenty minutes later was being enforced again; it gave Alan confidence, he was getting quite good at it, even if he did say so himself.

Alan continued looking at the group. "I don't see why not... I'll lead, you follow as far back as you like... I think I can handle this..." Alan's tone was nervous, but he had to do this. He couldn't hide behind Jimmy forever, he'd have to realise there was nothing to be afraid of. He began walking forward. After a few steps he assumed he was within shouting distance, built up enough courage and began. "Excuse me folks I don't suppose you know whereabouts I can..." Alan continued moving as he shouted and as he got closer, the horrible scene came into focus. Alan stopped talking in his tracks.

"What have I just done?" He said under his breath.
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Something inside Reiko told her that Courtney was being sincere. There were no ulterior motives behind her words. This... was not what Reiko was expecting. She had been fully expecting, maybe even anticipating nothing but hostility from anyone she met. And why shouldn't they? She didn't exactly have the greatest reputation going right now. Reiko's hands lowered a fraction, until the barrel of the gun was pointed at the girl's knees instead of her chest.

In a way, she reminded her of Carol. So friendly. So trusting. It was going to get her killed. Then again, what didn't out here? Hiding got you killed, making allies got you killed, killing got you killed. Really, they were all dead anyways. Had this been a few hours ago, Courtney probably wouldn't be standing right now.

Reiko was about to drop her weapon completely and maybe try to talk with the girl in front of her when someone else shouted out. Her hands shot up again, only this time the weapon wasn't pointed at Courtney, but at the newcomers. Courtney may be safe, but she didn't know about these two. The small girl wasn't going to be taking any chances though.

"What the fuck do you want?" Reiko yelled back at them, suddenly all tense again. It seemed like everyone in a five mile radius was attracted to her. Reiko's eyes moved, looking for potential escape routes. Her bag and shotgun lay in between the other two parties, and she wasn't leaving without them. With any luck, having a gun shoved in their face more or less would keep them away.
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Reiko slowly lowered the gun. Courtney took a deep breath. Alright. Playing it Bogart. She could get through this. She was fine. Courtney was about to open her mouth, to say the definitive thing she had thought of that'd diffuse the situation. Then someone walked up, casual as all hell, asking for directions to somewhere.

Courtney was torn between bursting into laughter and just outright screaming, but she decided against both. Neither would get her anywhere, really. She just had to figure something out. Courtney snuck a glance at the guy, only to find that, unfortunately, there were two of them. Courtney wasn't much of a fan of swearing really, but given the current situation, one word came to mind: Fuck.

No, seriously. Fuck.

Courtney stole another glance, and quickly managed to identify the two who'd just burst in. Oh crap. Courtney recognised these two. Not that she could remember names (although if she put in an effort she might have) right now, but the faces were certainly familiar. She'd seen them earlier. Back in the forest, with Mike and Violet. Had they been following her the whole way? If they had, that would be a problem. A big problem. Especially if they had brought help with them to come and "save" her from Reiko. Like she needed help. She was fine. That'd just be great, though. One clusterfuck to another, she'd have to run away again, and nobody would get anywhere. This whole day would have been a huge waste of time.

"Have you two been following me or something?"

Reiko shifted her aim to the two boys. Courtney took this opportunity to take a couple of steps to the side. Reiko, sweetheart, no offense, but she didn't exactly trust you not to accidentally shoot her in the gut while you're off pointing it at those two guys. Nothing personal, really.

Courtney stepped back, just so she was out of the line of fire. Sure, now these assholes would think that they had "saved" her, and act appropriately macho, but whatever.

What happened to them now would be their own fault.
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"I don't see why not... I'll lead, you follow as far back as you like... I think I can handle this..." Alan nervously volunteered to approach the group this time, taking a few steps forward before calling out to the pair, with Jimmy right behind Alan, holding his sword by his side.

"Excuse me folks, I don't suppose you know whereabouts I can..." It was then that he stopped walking and speaking, mid-sentence. Jimmy peered at Alan's face, and then at the pair that he had been speaking to. His face had that clear "oh, crap" expression, and the exclamation made by one of them confirmed it.

"What the fuck do you want?" One of them had a gun, and was now pointing it directly at Alan. That fact was bad enough. What made it worse was person holding the gun. Reiko Ishida. A local figure skating champion, pretty well known around school, and now, if Jimmy remembered correctly, one of the top killers on the island. Then the other one spoke up and stepped away from Reiko, and as Jimmy looked over, he recognized her from back in the woods when Danya had mentioned Liz Polanski.

"Have you two been following me or something?" Jimmy took a deep breath and stepped in front of Alan, choosing his words carefully.

"Whoa. Don't worry about us. We're not going to hurt you," Jimmy threw his sword to his side and lifted his hands, speaking to Reiko. "We've simply been going it alone since the start, and we're just a little afraid of being alone." Jimmy then turned his attention to Courtney. "And to answer your question, no, we did not follow you here deliberately, we just happened to arrive here at the same time." Jimmy took a step forward. "Please, we aren't looking for a fight."
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"What the fuck do you want?"

The words hit Alan hard, he didn't know what to say, he didn't know what to do; this was his first actual contact with a 'turned' student. He wanted to run but his legs seemed to be welded into the sand as he stared at them, horrified of what was going to happen. What horrified even more was the fact that Zoey may be watching this awful scene.

"Have you two been following me or something?"

The other girl spoke, Alan had only just recognised her as one of the students from the previous group. But Alan couldn't think about her, he couldn't think about anything.

"Whoa. Don't worry about us. We're not going to hurt you, and to answer your question, no, we did not follow you here deliberately, we just happened to arrive here at the same time." Jimmy took a step forward. "Please, we aren't looking for a fight."

Jimmy walked forward, joining Alan. Why was he doing this, he didn't have to risk his own life, why was he doing this? Alan wanted to run but he was beyond walking at this point, so instead he clutched Jimmy's arm tight. "Please, don't do this, she won't listen to reason, she's... She's turned, I just know it." Alan whispered, close to tears.
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They were fucking idiots. They had to be. Why else did they decide, no, insist on staying there, trying to talk. Talking got you nowhere. If talking could do anything in this situation, then they would all be a lot happier, instead of dead or dying. But no. They wanted to talk, to try and act like some diplomat or something trying to talk down a crazed gunman. Then again, maybe that's what she was. The boys would advance slowly, hands up in a non-threatening manner, until they were close enough to subdue her. Or kill her. Something.

Reiko's aim moved from one boy to the next as they took turns talking or moving or generally just doing things that was counterproductive to survival. The girl felt like she was going to lose her temper again with these two. What did she have to do, shoot them?

...Wait...

That was exactly what she needed to do. Well, not shoot them per say. Just shoot at them. Close enough for them to know she means business, but not hit them. Maybe if they could see she was actually a threat then they would get the hell out of there. It was perfect. Sure, she would lose a bullet in the process, but she didn't really plan on using it anyway.

Reiko's aim shifted again, so that the barrel was pointed slightly to the side of the talkative one. Somewhere in her mind a name popped up. Jonny or something like that. Whatever, it didn't matter. She didn't say a word as she put her plan into motion.

Reiko began to pull the trigger...

...and just as she finished, the world upended itself from underneath her feet.
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Oh man, what a clusterfuck. All you had to do was be near Reiko Ishida to get a gun in your face, it seemed. But then again, Jackie was one to talk.

It was kind of funny, actually. The girls finally seemed to be getting along, then the boys showed up and the girls got pissed off at them just for being there. It was like in elementary school or something. To be totally honest, Jackie should probably have been more alarmed... but she knew she was safe as long as Reiko was distracted. If those guys wanted to get their heads shot off by one of the most dangerous people around, that was their prerogative.

Actually, come to think of it, those guys were the perfect opportunity. If Jackie left now, Reiko probably wouldn't see her and she could continue her search in peace (well, as peaceful as possible for planning violence). She quietly packed up her makeshift bed and got ready to leave, keeping her knife at the ready as s-

BANG.

Jackie felt something like a sudden gust of wind against the back of her head as a bullet barely passed her in the air. Oh, HELL no. Shit just got personal.

She stood and turned as quickly as possible.

"HEY! WATCH WHAT YOU'RE FUCKING DOING OVER THERE!"
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The question that had been plaguing so many souls since man had the intelligence to make tools was, in fact, not going through Jimmy's head. The first thing that went through Jimmy's head at the sound of the shot was Did I just get run over by a bus? as he felt little more than what seemed to be a hard punch to the gut as he was knocked flat onto his back. It was after a couple seconds when the white-hot pain of the bullet kicked in. As he raised his head to look up, he noted the red splotch spreading on his shirt. That's when the reality of the situation hit him.

Oh, shit. She shot me!

Had Jimmy been able to think about what he could have done to prevent this (or more accurately, if Jimmy was in any situation short of this), he might have come to realize that he could have avoided this by simply apologizing and walking away. Of course, with a hole in his stomach, his thoughts had been driven from him as he, in a panic, tried to sit up, only to be met with a wash of agonizing pain, causing Jimmy to wince and give out a yelp as his head fell back onto the sand, his right hand clutching the bleeding wound in his gut.

This is it. I'm a dead man In a way, from the start of the game, Jimmy had been subconsciously preparing himself for this moment, as if he had suddenly become eighty years old and on the verge of death anyway. Naturally, still being eighteen meant that Jimmy still wanted to continue doing this whole thing called "living," but this was now of no concern as he started to feel himself weakening.

"Alan ..." Jimmy grunted. "Looks like she got me." (Wow. My breath is really starting to hurt.) Just hold on for a second! "I don't think I've got ..." Jimmy coughed, bringing up droplets of blood intermingled with saliva. "Aagh. Just keep fighting ... but remember ..."

As Jimmy tried to think up of the words (Weird. Normally it was easier to speak) to warn Alan about Reiko, about how she'd turned, he found himself weirdly unable to do so. Not because the blood loss was continuing to weaken him (Now he was finding it hard to keep his eyes open). It was actually the same reason that he threw away his weapon trying to talk Reiko down - it was that part of him that simply tries to see the good in her, and making him unable to blame her. When she had tried to challenge them, it almost seemed that Reiko was afraid of Jimmy, or at the very least, in what Jimmy was quickly accepting as his final moments, it was what Jimmy wanted to believe of Reiko. That she wasn't the bad person in all this. After all, she hadn't chosen to be in this situation any more than Jimmy, Alan, or the rest of the Bayview class had. In his heart of hearts, Jimmy could only find one person to blame for this hell on earth.

"Forget what I just said. Tell Reiko, that ... that I don't blame her. I mean, we're all just victims here." Come on, stay up! "The only one who's really to blame is Danya." Another cough, as he nearly passed out. Shit. "Just keep fighting these guys, and ..." Now his breathing was starting to become irregular as the blood soaked through his shirt. "... stay strong. Don't turn into one of them. It's what he wants." Stay up, Jimmy. Alan's counting on you! "You're a good guy, so long as you don't turn. Just ... just keep the others from following that path." You got it ... The pain was subsiding. He was feeling tired, though. He so wanted to take a nap, but he had to stay up, he had to ...

"Stay strong, Alan, and ..." He would have continued on about how Alan should find some healthy way to grieve, but the words couldn't come to his lips. He'd have told Alan about how he had adapt to the psychological trauma, but the thought of how to say it couldn't come to his mind. All he could do was look up at Alan and smile weakly as that tired feeling overtook him, and he breathed his last, and one last thought went through his head.

Stay strong ...

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Alan had dropped himself right in it, and what was worse was that he had dropped Jimmy right into it too. There they stood, transfixed on the spot, glared at from a short distance by a madwomen and her gun. Thought raced through Alan's mind, he clutched the photo of him and Zoey, taking it out of his pocket for comfort. He had no idea what to do; it was as if his brain had mutated into a tossed salad, incapable of running. "Jimmy... Why aren't we running?" Alan whispered to his partner, but before he could answer, a horrible cracking noise tore the air apart. In panic, Alan dived head first into the sand, plunging his face into the gritty world underneath him.

After a few seconds, Alan turned his head upwards. "Jimmy?" Alan whispered, but with no answer. "Jimmy!?" Alan said, louder this time, still no answer. Alan sat up to see the horrible sight of his best friend bleeding in the sand. Alan was unfamiliar with such a horrific sight, he didn't know what to do. He crawled over and looked over his friend. "Jimmy, please. Why is this happening? Why won't you answer me?"

"Alan ..." A wisp of a voice answered. Alan gasped gently, "I don't think I've got ..." The crippled figure on the ground let out let out a cough the even seemed to strangle Alan's throat. "Aagh. Just keep fighting ... but remember ..." Jimmy could hardly speak.

"You've done more for me in a few days then anyone has done for me in years." Alan didn't know what to say, but he didn't want Jimmy to die. He couldn't let his best friend die at the hands of Danya.

"Forget what I just said. Tell Reiko, that ... that I don't blame her. I mean, we're all just victims here. The only one who's really to blame is Danya." Alan couldn't help but feel his own tears starting to flow from his eyes onto Jimmy's bloodstained shirt. He was right, Mr. Danya was the one responsible for Jimmy's pain. "Just keep fighting these guys, and ..." It was getting harder and harder for Jimmy to speak. "... stay strong. Don't turn into one of them. It's what he wants." Alan nodded in agreement through floods of thin, silent tears. "You're a good guy, so long as you don't turn. Just ... just keep the others from following that path."

"Jimmy, I promise, I won't rest..." Alan choked slightly on his tears. "I will not rest until the movement has toppled the one who did this to you." Alan unzipped his favourite cotton jacket and laid it over Jimmy's body like a blanket.

"Stay strong, Alan, and ..." Alan watched in disbelief as Jimmy smiled weakly at Alan as eye began to draw shut. "Jimmy? And what? Jimmy no, please don't go yet, I can't survive without you, please. Wake up, please... You must wake up... Why won't you wake..." At that point Alan erupted into tears, throwing his arms around his dead friend.

"No, no, no, no, Jimmy please, no! I don't wanna be left alone on this island. Please Zoey, please just take me away from this place, I don't wanna die... I... Don't... Wan... Na... Die..." Alan cried like a baby while clutching his dead friend like a life preserver. "I love you Jimmy." he whispered into his deceased chest.

Alan wasn't exactly sure why he had said those last words. Being heterosexual and dedicating all his love hopelessly to a girl who didn't feel the same way it would seem strange to say those particular words. The most obvious reason would be that in his confused state of mourning Alan didn't have a clue as to what words exactly were coming out of his mouth. But the real reason was that after being dropped in a world where everyone was against him, Jimmy was the only person he could trust, with each group that Alan had to face, Jimmy was there to protect Alan from the dangers the group may contain; although for the most part no danger existed.

Jimmy was the only thing that was normal to Alan in a world that to him, could not be an island on Earth, as his photo of himself and Zoey was a reminder that there was hope of surviving, Jimmy was the only thing that really reminded him that sanity could actually exist on SOTF. And in all honesty, how else would you feel about a person like that?
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Moments ticked by, and Courtney noticed a bag lying between them and her. She began to formulate a plan of sorts. The second Reiko fired at them- if she fired at all- Courtney would dash for the bag and pull out whatever was inside. Use it as leverage to get them to go. Alright, just needed some time to ru- bang.

Crap. No time to think it through. Reiko fired the gun. Courtney ducked and ran forwards, rushing to the bag and rummaging through, checking what it contained. She hefted out a huge shotgun of a make Courtney couldn't determine. Like hell that she could fire the thing, but it might have been a good idea to give them that extra push to get them to leave. Courtney raised the shotgun at them.

Except they didn't need that push. Jimmy-boy was lying on the floor. The bullet must have hit him. Reiko was struggling to get back up in the water. Oh damn. He’d be fine though, right? Stomach wounds were usually non-fatal, he’d be fine. The other kid was blubbering about nothing. Courtney took a few silent steps forward, still holding the shotgun tight. Couldn’t show that she was scared.

Courtney stood there, the shotgun sitting awkwardly in her hands while Alan blubbered and clutched his friend. Professing his love? Really? He was being that melodramatic about it? Courtney sighed, moving one of her hands away from the shotgun to adjust a strap of her tank top.

"You know we're both standing right here, right?" Courtney put her free hand on her hip, the hand holding the shotgun started to shake. "Get a hold of yourself, slap your friend awake or something, then both of you can get the hell out of here."

A dark thought crossed Courtney's mind. She silently hoped his friend was okay.
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The situation Ash had stumbled into was something she definitely could not handle. Reiko Ishida, one of the more prolific killers on this island, was aiming a gun at a group of fellow students.

It would have been a smart idea to stay out of this mess and let her kill them, if that was what Reiko was after. But the persistent nagging feeling in the back of her head changed her mind. Ash looked down at the two bags she held. These were the only thing she could part with out of all of her current possessions. However, she was reluctant to do so, having risked her life to steal them.

I can throw the lighter one and distract Reiko that way. It would take some of the supplies I need, but it could bring her attention away from them.

She looked over the group again. One of them had been shot, judging by the pool of blood. The face and upper torso of the student was obscured by one of the others, so she couldn't tell if he or she was still alive. It confirmed her worst scenario: Reiko was out for blood.

Ash thought about this more carefully. Would her throw actually do anything positive, or would it startle Reiko into shooting randomly? Also, she had to consider her own life. What if the bullets flew in her direction next? She had to look out for herself as well.

She paused, staying in the dark like she always did. Maybe she'd see a better opportunity come along soon.
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For a brief moment, Reiko was assaulted with silence. Even with the tide slowly receding, there was still enough water for her to be fully emerged. The sensation of the water as it silently embraced her body made her almost feel at peace.. Here she could escape from it all. From the blood and tears that had been shed because of her. The salty water didn't judge her for who she was or what she had done. It was just glad to have her there for company. Reiko would like nothing more than to stay with it. Just let it wash her away and never have to worry about anything again. Except, she still had something she needed to finish here on the island.

Reiko resurfaced to chaos. The boy that was close to where she had fired was on the ground, and even from this distance the girl could see the red. His partner was at his side, no doubt trying to comfort him in his final moments. Reiko couldn't hear what he was saying, but she didn't need to. She knew. He was dead, and it was her fault. Again.

Reiko looked at her left hand, the one holding the weapon that had taken the boys life. She wanted to throw it away right then, to get rid of the instrument of murder. Toss it into the sea and maybe finally be able to stop killing people once and for all. In the end though, she knew that getting rid of her last line of defense was just asking for someone to kill her.

Out of the corner of her eye, Reiko noticed that Courtney had picked up her other gun, and was pointing it at the other boy. The girl had all of a couple seconds to process this until another voice entered the fray, this one much louder, and very angry. Reiko found herself looking at yet another person, who was yelling and looking angry in her general direction. She didn't know what her problem was, but she didn't much care. All she knew was that she was soaked from head to toe, she was on edge, and she was starting to get cold in that water. Reiko shook her head slightly, pushing her feelings on the back burner for the moment. Right now she needed to get out alive.

"Yeah, or you'll do what?" Reiko retorted at the new girl without really thinking.


Not a good start to that whole "getting out alive" thing.
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A new girl showed up. Under normal circumstances, Courtney would have turned and ran immediately. These weren't normal circumstances. That much was certain. Making no attempt to acknowledge her, Courtney kept her gun lowered for now. Courtney wasn't thinking this through much, was she?

No time to decide. Point the gun. How many bullets? Didn't matter for now. Courtney ducked down and picked up the one she'd dropped on the floor, though. Stuffed it into the pockets of her sweatpants. Were they called sweatpants in America? Courtney had never asked. Normally just called them what she called them at home. She'd never wanted to be here anyway. Courtney missed home, even more so now. If they'd have never moved, this wouldn't have happened. This wouldn't be happening. She'd be back in London, see it on the news, maybe a small story in the paper about the kidnapping of a senior year from Minnesota. One survivor found, the rest still missing. Sad story for the day, forgotten by tomorrow.

It wouldn't have mattered to her. She was on the other side of the world, right?

But no, her Dad had to get the job, he had to make them leave the country. They had to go to St. Paul, not Minneapolis. They had to put her in Bayview, instead of lying and getting her into the Catholic School. She could have dealt with a Catholic school. She'd have adjusted eventually. But no, Mum and Dad had to say "Sorry, Courtney, you're going to Bayview! Don't worry, it'll be fun!" She had to go on this trip. All of the fucking chances she had to avoid this and still she was here.

This shouldn't have happened. Not to her.

She shook her head and looked around. Judged the situation. Reiko was distracted with the new girl, the other guy was still whispering sweet nothings to his out of it friend, the noise she'd heard earlier hadn't shown up since. Things were going to get messy, Courtney was certain.

Still barefoot and shouldering her bag, Courtney quietly slipped away.

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Sense slowly started to seep into Alan's body, he realised the danger that he was in. He couldn't let Jimmy down; as Jimmy's last words rang through Alan's head like a powerful speedboat, he picked himself up from the floor, leaving his jumper over Jimmy, tears still staining his face. Alan briefly looked over to the student that had killed his friend; already she seemed pre-occupied, probably luring in another student already. Part of Alan wanted him to do away with her right on the spot, but he knew that it would be far too dangerous. It had already shot Jimmy without any thought, it would probably take out Alan in an instant.

"I promise, I will not let you down." Alan whispered to Jimmy before running off in the opposite direction to his killer. As he was running he felt his foot step on something flat and solid, which was strange when you're walking on a beach. Alan stopped running and looked down. The metallic shine of Jimmy's naginata stared back at him. Without thinking, Alan picked it up by his handle and continued running.

Alan couldn't quite explain it, but when he picked up the blade, he could have sworn that he saw Jimmy's face in the reflection, staring back at Alan for a split second. But Alan had already started running again, with nothing but his backpack and his friend's unused weapon. But Alan was on a mission; a mission that was bestowed upon Alan by Jimmy on his deathbed. To rid the island of the students who have already signed Mr. Danya's contract of murder, and to topple Lucifer's island empire once and for all and create a shining beacon of hope for every human student on the island.

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"What'll I do?! Didn't you hear the announcement? I'm a murderer, just like you!" Jackie held up the knife so it would be clearly visible. "See?!"

When she thought about it more, she was right- She and Reiko might not be so different... just that Reiko was about six times more not so different. Or something. Either way, Jackie didn't consider herself dangerous, per se (unless, of course, your name was Anneliese Hansen). Just sort of unstable. Everyone here was like that, right? Anyone who wasn't got shot, like Allie. Maybe it was a good thing, to be more "stable" like she was. But it also meant death. So really, people like Jackie and Reiko were the better ones... right?

It was with that logic that Jackie slowly began to approach the scene. She still held her knife visibly, but she walked slowly, watching as the other girl and the remaining boy walked away in opposite directions. It would probably be better for Jackie to do the same. Oh well. If she died here, it would only mean she wouldn't die a couple days later instead.
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She was trying to intimidate her... with a knife. Reiko had to stop herself from laughing. Something about the absurdity of this girl wielding her little knife and trying to act all menacing made the smaller girl want to laugh despite the situation. She didn't even feel the need to hold her gun up any more. Her arms hung loosely at her side, the firearm in her hand, but the finger of the trigger. Another shiver went up Reiko's body. She needed to get out of that water, and fast.

"You're nothing like me." Reiko retorted to Jackie's most recent verbal assault. "Sure, maybe you got lucky, once. But that doesn't make you anything like me."

Of course it didn't. It made her a better person really. Sure, she killed someone, but for all Reiko knew it was an act of defense. Hardly something she could be held accountable for. She could probably use that to her advantage as well, pull the sympathy card. Get people on her side to protect her. Not like Reiko. Reiko had that chance. A chance that now lay somewhere on the island, rotting. Whatever, she was probably better off alone. She sure as hell wasn't going to be teaming up with Jackie.

Reiko raised the pistol again, this time quite deliberately pointing it at the other girl. "I suggest you move bitch, before I add you to my little pile of corpses I got going over there."
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Her presence here was unnecessary after all. Reika wasn't going to shoot the girl in cold blood. Ash's prediction had been wrong, which was not surprising to her. She was about to leave when she realized her problem. What was she going to do now? She wasn't so stealthy that she could walk away without making a sound. Being hit by a stray shot and bleeding out was not the way she wanted to go out.

Good intentions lead to ignoble ends, it seems.

She should've stayed away. The little compassion she felt dragged her into this situation, where a single misstep could get her killed. The wet sand was not an easy surface to run on, especially with the rather heavy bags in her hands. Ash frowned, promising to herself that she would never let her feelings get in the way of her survival again.

No matter what, she had to go back to her family. Even if she did something terrible and turned them away from her, Ash desperately wanted to see their faces one last time. She bit her lip in an uncharacteristic display of anger. Her time would come soon. Whether it was death or salvation from this forsaken island would remain to be seen.
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"You're nothing like me."

Those words burned themselves into the recesses of Jackie's brain, seeping into what would become a humiliating memory. Reiko Ishida was dismissing her. She was better. She was scarier. Her hands were bloodier. This bitch was hardcore, and she knew it. And she was willing to piss on other people to make that clear.

That fucking bitch.

"I- shut up. SHUT UP!!!"

But she didn't. And neither was that gun, apparently.

"I suggest you move bitch, before I add you to my little pile of corpses I got going over there."

Wait. There was only one corp- that wasn't the point. This was another gun in Jackie's face, and she didn't have time to lunge forth with the knife again. She picked up her bag and turned around, trying to shake as little as possible (it was a futile effort, but mentioning that to Jackie at the moment would've been a bad idea).

"This isn't the last you'll see me!" It was a cliche. A cheesy one. But it would have to do. Her tail between her legs, Jackie jogged back towards the mainland.

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Ash cursed silently. She had been way too slow. If she had paid attention to the girl and not herself, she could've seized the opportunity to run away without attracting notice. She would just have to disregard the low chances of success and get away ASAP before Reiko turned and saw her.

Hesitantly, she set the bags she stole down. The only thing she could take with her would be a mere bottle of water. Still, it was better than nothing. There would be other opportunities later.

She got on her hands and knees, slowly clawing at the sand as she tried to crawl away from the scene. The sound of the waves covered up her shuffling almost perfectly, although it was still barely noticeable.

Remember that poster. Keep calm and carry on. That's what I need to do here.

With a quick glance behind her to confirm that Reiko was still looking away from her, Ash slithered off towards safety.

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Reiko finally lowered the gun as the last person left the beach, leaving her all alone, ankle deep in water and shivering. The first step was to get out of the surf and onto dry land. Once she did this, the small girl dug through her bag to find an extra change of clothes. Staying in the ones she was wearing now would just cause her to catch a cold, and she didn't have time for that.

Reiko peeled off the soaked red sleeveless shirt, leaving herself completely exposed from the waist up for a brief moment before a similar green shirt took it's place. Her pants were replaced with a pair of black cargo shorts, which would allow her to dry out a bit better. Not to mention that it had been getting really hot in the heavy pants. She didn't bother with a new pair of underwear, instead opting to go without them for the time being. It wasn't like she was going to be taking off her pants any time soon. Her feet had managed to stay relatively dry, but she did take a moment to change her socks just in case. She knew all too well the horrors of athlete's foot.

Folding the wet clothing as small as she could, the small girl deposited them into a corner of her bag where it would hopefully not get into anything else. Her pistol went into the pocket of her shorts, safety on. She went to grab the shotgun from it's place, only to remember that Courtney had run off with it. Whatever, it wasn't like she would use it. Heaving the bag back onto her shoulders, Reiko began to head back inward. Maybe she would have more luck there.

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