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So Give Me Something to Believe; Open!
Topic Started: May 7 2011, 06:01 PM (2,142 Views)
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((Jackie Myrie, continued from White Sparrows.))

Another day passed, another day wasted.

This was becoming a sad pattern for Jackie. She'd go somewhere, meet a bunch of people, chicken out of whatever she was going to do, and run away. Rinse and repeat. The endless cycle of Jacqueline Myrie's sad time on the island.

This was new though. She hadn't been here before. The endless trees let up and Jackie found herself walking towards the edge of the island. Had she walked all the way across? It wouldn't surprise her if she had, but she kept her reservations for the moment. She had nothing better to do, so she sang to herself while she walked. Only under her breath, but it kept her from thinking to hard as she was going. Jackie was a terrible singer anyway, she didn't need anyone hearing that.

Her pack was getting heavy, wherever she was, so Jackie decided again that she needed a rest. She'd been walking for hours, and she was getting tired. And hungry. And it was a wonder she hadn't pissed herself, given how long she'd been walking. She opened her pack and pulled out her last loave of bread, muttering a quiet "Shit," under her breath. She quickly ate it, rolled the cellophane wrapping into a ball and threw it as far as she could. Which wasn't very far. Oh well, no one was really paying attention.

Walking past a bush- probably the last one she'd see before she walked right off the edge of the island- Jackie sighed. She dropped her bag on the floor unceremoniously on the floor, squatted down, dropped trou, and did, quite possibly, the most embarrassing thing she'd ever do on camera.

Jackie buckled her belt back up, dusted herself down and stood up, tentatively shouldering her bag. Let's never speak of that again was the general consensus of that in her mind, and Jackie was inclined to agree. She did what she had to do. Forget about it, move on, and file a lawsuit if you see it on youtube once you get home. She stopped at the edge of the cliff, throwing her bag down next to where she was standing and looking over the edge.

Jackie wondered if she could dive down there and swim to freedom. She was an okay swimmer, but she wasn't sure if there'd be rocks, or if the water was shallow, or even if she could swim with all her chains and stuff dragging her down. How far down was the water, anyway? Jackie knelt down, picked up a stone, and dropped it over the edge of the cliff. She didn't see it hit the water. Waste of time, huh?

She shrugged and kicked her bag back, in the hopes that the last of her supplies wouldn't teeter over the edge.

Then she sat down, dangling her legs off of the edge of the cliff, staring at the edge of her world.
V5:
B035 - Ray Gilbert - DECEASED - Guy Fawkes Mask - Too Far Gone
G029 - Zoe Leverett - DECEASED - Machete - To Really Be Alone, To Pick At All the Bones
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[18:10] <Laurels> WWJD? Fuck corpses, apparently

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[15:16] <Naft> My college once nearly burned down because someone tried to make a bong out of dollar bills and the fire alarm didn't work
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There was a boy behind her that she had never talked to before in her life, who had just introduced himself. If this wasn’t death island, Jackie would have slapped him. How rude, seriously. You can’t just go around like “oh hey!” and stuff, that’s just-

The tinny megaphone cut through the awkward silence like a knife.

No.

No way. This wasn’t happening. There was no way this could be happening right now. She was dreaming, had to be. Maybe she’d crapped half of her brain out earlier. Jackie looked up at the boy behind her.

Two days ago, she would have told him to fuck off. One day ago she would have tried to stab him. Now, Jackie Myrie was the Queen of the World, and she had to address one of her loyal subjects.

"Hello." Jackie said, before shaking her head as the man with the megaphone continued, "No, wait, goodbye."

Jackie pushed herself up, standing shakily on half solid ground before she regained her footing. She left her things behind- wait, no, she couldn’t do that. Jackie quickly ran back and toe-punted her bag off of the cliff, sending it clattering into the water below. Then, she turned around and started running, scrambling to find any way down to the beach.

Jackie had something to believe. For now, the world seemed a lot less bleak than she first thought.

((Jackie Myrie, continued in The Cavalry Arrives.))
V5:
B035 - Ray Gilbert - DECEASED - Guy Fawkes Mask - Too Far Gone
G029 - Zoe Leverett - DECEASED - Machete - To Really Be Alone, To Pick At All the Bones
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[15:16] <Naft> My college once nearly burned down because someone tried to make a bong out of dollar bills and the fire alarm didn't work
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