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Why Y'all Gagging?; They bring it to you every version (Open)
Topic Started: Sep 6 2016, 07:07 PM (841 Views)
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((Noah Whitley continued from Rolodex of Hate))

"Well, I was wrong. This place is emptier than Rush Limbaugh's head."

Noah sighed as he looked over the room. All the electronics had been cleaned out. He should have known that the terrorists would have made such a move. After all, anyone with some common sense here would try to go to the communications center to try and signal for help. Alas, the radio tower was bare and stripped of most of its working equipment.

Noah hadn't planned on going there. Shortly after he and the girls left the dorm, they could hear a faint ringing in the distance. Upon noticing the radio tower, he assumed it was possible the sound came from some speakers or some electronics inside. Maybe there was something they could use to flag down a passing ship or get their location out to a satellite. But unfortunately, that wasn't the case.

Noah rubbed his free hand through his hair, his other hand clutching Sawlaska tightly. This wasn't how he had hoped things would turn out. He made a lot of promises and platitudes towards Blair and Sandra, and he couldn't afford to look that foolish already. As it was, this detour was looking less and less promising. He wanted to ensure there was something to take out of it.

Noah spoke aloud again.

"Want to see if there's anything else useful here?"
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"Alright, I'll see if there's anything to use."

Noah left the girls by themselves and continued to search around the control room. It was bad enough that they didn't find anyway to signal for help, as well as that they didn't find the source of the ringing sound. Now he looked slightly foolish for assuming all these things. He had led these girls on with ideas of survival, and he was already proving to be pretty poor at it. This was his Geraldo Rivera in the Al Capone vault moment, and he needed to find something here.

Noah began to look through any cabinets and drawers. The terrorists really had cleaned this place out. It wasn't like he'd find a satellite phone or any caches of water, but there had to be something useful around here. He sighed to himself as he looked around and found very little.

It was then he heard a turning sound. He looked up and noticed a camera in the corner. He felt something sink to the bottom of his stomach. He forgot this was all being filmed. Normally, he liked being on camera, but it felt wrong this time. If it was like the last game, his family wouldn't know what happened to him until long after the game had ended. If they really wanted to, they could find the clips online and see his ultimate demise. He was horrified of the idea of any of them watching the footage.

"Um," he said, looking at the camera, "Mom, Dad, Grandma, Grandpa, Angie, Ella, if you're watching this...please don't. Please find something else to watch. Please don't watch me die."

Noah bit his lip and turned away. He felt like he was going to start crying, and he really didn't want his family to see him break down. He bit a little harder just in case.
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Crap. Did they hear him? Noah heard some movement behind him, but saw no one there. He let out a small groan and hit his temple with the palm of his hand. He didn't want to look that weak before the girls. He hoped he could get his little piece out before it went into Oscar bait territory, but now he had to contend with the idea that he didn't have as private a moment as he thought.

He walked back to the entrance of the control room when he heard a different voice.

Any good stations?

Noah's eyes widened. He peered out and saw Rene Wolfe standing there. He felt a smile grow on his face. Rene! One of the other comedians from Cochise. She was pretty funny, and they had bounced jokes off one another in the past. She was like the Rebel Wilson to his Anna Kendrick.

"Oh man, it's much worse than gospel here," he said in response to Blair's comment. "We're looking at an abandoned conservative talk radio station. I looked at the chair in the room, and it was molded with Alex Jones' ass print. It's a real hell house here."

Noah smiled at Rene. "But how are things going with you?"
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Noah chuckled to himself. It was awesome that they had found one of the more jovial and good-spirited members of the student body this soon into the game. Maybe having another jokester around would keep morale up and keep them on the right track for the remainder of their time here. Noah sighed in relief. It could have been so much worse, and now his moment to the cameras seemed like a thing of the past.

Rene sure had a crazy story. Blair asked if there was a Nixon impersonator at Cochise, and he shook his head.

"No, no. The only crooks at Cochise are the administrators in charge of the budget, but that's beside the point," Noah said. "Not saying 'I'm not a crook' while playing Nixon is a goddamn travesty, and that impersonator should be ashamed. Ashamed I tell you!"

Noah chuckled.

"But no, we're good for now," Noah said. "I mean, some of us have had more unfortunate moments here so far, but overall we're not doing too badly. It sure as hell could be worse."
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Noah nodded along with the statements the girls made about the radio tower. How it was empty, how they couldn't get it to work, how there was nothing of value there. It was the Republican National Convention of SOTF. Noah thought about making that joke to the girls, but decided to bite his tongue. They could joke and kiki when they were actually somewhere secure and with actual advantages.

Blair was trying to get some words out of Sandra, but Noah wasn't sure if it was necessary. Sandra probably started a train of thought, then lost it. He had experienced that many a times in his script writing, so he could chalk it up to stress getting in the way of her mental faculties.

"If she doesn't have anything to share, it's no biggie," Noah said to Blair. "Let's focus on more important things."

"For example," he continued, looking at Rene, "we're looking to hideout in a less populated area of the island. Does that appeal to you, or do you have any other ideas about how we should go about our time here?"
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Noah let out an awkward chuckle as Sandra walked out of the radio tower. It wasn't his hope that the group could get snippy with one another, especially this soon into the ordeal. Obviously, they were going to be stressed out and bothered during their time here, but he at least hoped they had more time to process everything before things got really bad.

"Well, yeah, that's the idea," Noah said after Blair explained everything to Rene.

Blair was now heading outside with Sandra. At least now Sandra would be with someone else outside in case someone dangerous came along. Noah clutched Sawlaska and looked back at Rene.

"I'm fine avoiding the bell tower," he said. "We thought the ringing came from here, but that's clearly not where it came from. But hey, we at least found another cool chick to join our posse. Heh heh."

Noah scratched the back of his head.

"So yeah, I think we'll head out," he said. "We're thinking of checking the southern area. Feel free to come along."

Noah smiled and walked past Rene towards the exit. At least they found a friend in the tower. It wasn't the best thing to find in the tower, but surely Rene could bring some much needed levity to the group as they made their way towards the southern wilderness. Anything would be better than remembering that they're here right now.

((Noah Whitley continued elsewhere))
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