06-03-2015, 08:08 PM
A lot had happened in a very short amount of time. Blink had found the closest thing to a friend she would probably ever find. She then lost that very same thing when a flash of light erupted over the island. She had teleported hundreds of thousands of times, but this time it was completely different. There was no portal. No safe traveling through her cosmic pink energy. One second she was looking at the green hulk known as Ganondorf and the next she was standing in a building, completely without explanation. Her first instinct had been to look out the window she was near, where she saw she was very high up above the ground. The flash of light was just disappearing, leading her to assume that she was not the only one that had happened to.
Her first thought was that someone hit her with a weapon when she wasn't looking. This was her first time indoors since the game had begun two entire days earlier, so maybe she was in the post-game waiting room. Upon further investigation, she noticed she was in a kitchen, which looked as if it had been raided. She wasn't the only person to have been here. She then headed upstairs as far as she could go, up a circular set of stairs. Once outside, it was obvious. She was at the lighthouse.
The next big event that happened was someone attempting to claim the lighthouse for her self. She got a chunk of her arm bit harshly in the scuffle, but ultimately was able to kick the male intruder out and send him back outside. She returned to the kitchen of the lighthouse to recover her bag of stuff.
"Well," she said to no one in particular. "I can't stay here."
Everybody and their mother would be looking to get into the lighthouse. It was too good to be true. She wished she had this two days ago when she and Violet slept in the rain, on a swampy hill. Whoever lived here through that storm had it really easy. If she chose to stay, she'd have a fairly defensible fortress, but that would be about it. There was nothing useful here. All it did was paint a target on her back.
As Claire made her way out of the lighthouse, she took the time to assess what was left in her pack. She had one more MRE and two water bottles left. Not nearly enough to get her through the next four days, if the game took that long. She rifled through the weapons she had...if you could call them that. She scoffed at the green gloves and the one arrow that had been previously stuck in her shoulder. She felt a bit better as she saw Super Barbie there, cheerfully smiling up at her with her arms spread wide. She closed the pack again putting Barbie back in her shirt pocket, where she felt a bit more closer to her.
It was a sad day when Blink felt better around a superhero barbie doll then she did actual people. She didn't have terrible injuries, but they were all bad enough together that it equalled one big ball of hurt. She was hungry, tired and a bit cranky. She had a stab wound, a slash wound and a bite wound. On top of all that, the one bit of security she ran into since Violet died was Ganondorf, and he was taken from her just as well. Where had he ended up, she wondered. She still wasn't sure if everyone had been teleported randomly or just her.
The sound of the megaphone blew over the island and her eyes raised up, trying to locate the sound. Remembering what happened last time she stopped in the middle of the road, she quickly moved sideways into the trees - finding herself in a familiar position underneath the flora. She quickly pulled her map out to mark the locations. Karl Jak didn't mention anything about the random teleporting, which she found odd. Maybe he had nothing to do with it?
"...#39 Victor Wolfe..." Karl was reading aloud. Blink's green eyes raised up a moment as if to double-check what she had heard. She quickly crossed the name off and listened to the remaining names. A smile crossed her face as she put the cap on her marker and returned the map to the duffel bag. When Karl signed of again, she flopped back against the tree.
She could still remember seeing Violet disappear as if being sucked into a hellish tornado. She could remember Victor smirking and telling her that was fair in this game. Violet, whom Blink had trusted to lead her in the right direction, paid the sacrifice for her foolish naivety. But now, someone out there had avenged her. She didn't know Victor personally, but...it made her feel good to know that she had outlasted him. It was a small victory. But one she needed.
The game was terrible. 48 straight hours of bloodshed, injuries, hunger and confusion. She was on her last leg and she knew it. If she went up against anyone that wasn't as hurt as she was, it would be tough to meet them head on. So she'd have to be smart. She'd have to be cautious.
"I'm not out of this yet," she told herself. It was going to be tough and the odds weren't in her favor, but she was still in a player in the game. That was something that half of the original contestants couldn't say. Despite being brand new to this universe and a complete unknown in the competition, she had made it this far. With a barbie doll and a couple quick teleports. "I'm not out of this yet!" She repeated. She almost believed that one.
Her first thought was that someone hit her with a weapon when she wasn't looking. This was her first time indoors since the game had begun two entire days earlier, so maybe she was in the post-game waiting room. Upon further investigation, she noticed she was in a kitchen, which looked as if it had been raided. She wasn't the only person to have been here. She then headed upstairs as far as she could go, up a circular set of stairs. Once outside, it was obvious. She was at the lighthouse.
The next big event that happened was someone attempting to claim the lighthouse for her self. She got a chunk of her arm bit harshly in the scuffle, but ultimately was able to kick the male intruder out and send him back outside. She returned to the kitchen of the lighthouse to recover her bag of stuff.
"Well," she said to no one in particular. "I can't stay here."
Everybody and their mother would be looking to get into the lighthouse. It was too good to be true. She wished she had this two days ago when she and Violet slept in the rain, on a swampy hill. Whoever lived here through that storm had it really easy. If she chose to stay, she'd have a fairly defensible fortress, but that would be about it. There was nothing useful here. All it did was paint a target on her back.
As Claire made her way out of the lighthouse, she took the time to assess what was left in her pack. She had one more MRE and two water bottles left. Not nearly enough to get her through the next four days, if the game took that long. She rifled through the weapons she had...if you could call them that. She scoffed at the green gloves and the one arrow that had been previously stuck in her shoulder. She felt a bit better as she saw Super Barbie there, cheerfully smiling up at her with her arms spread wide. She closed the pack again putting Barbie back in her shirt pocket, where she felt a bit more closer to her.
It was a sad day when Blink felt better around a superhero barbie doll then she did actual people. She didn't have terrible injuries, but they were all bad enough together that it equalled one big ball of hurt. She was hungry, tired and a bit cranky. She had a stab wound, a slash wound and a bite wound. On top of all that, the one bit of security she ran into since Violet died was Ganondorf, and he was taken from her just as well. Where had he ended up, she wondered. She still wasn't sure if everyone had been teleported randomly or just her.
The sound of the megaphone blew over the island and her eyes raised up, trying to locate the sound. Remembering what happened last time she stopped in the middle of the road, she quickly moved sideways into the trees - finding herself in a familiar position underneath the flora. She quickly pulled her map out to mark the locations. Karl Jak didn't mention anything about the random teleporting, which she found odd. Maybe he had nothing to do with it?
"...#39 Victor Wolfe..." Karl was reading aloud. Blink's green eyes raised up a moment as if to double-check what she had heard. She quickly crossed the name off and listened to the remaining names. A smile crossed her face as she put the cap on her marker and returned the map to the duffel bag. When Karl signed of again, she flopped back against the tree.
She could still remember seeing Violet disappear as if being sucked into a hellish tornado. She could remember Victor smirking and telling her that was fair in this game. Violet, whom Blink had trusted to lead her in the right direction, paid the sacrifice for her foolish naivety. But now, someone out there had avenged her. She didn't know Victor personally, but...it made her feel good to know that she had outlasted him. It was a small victory. But one she needed.
The game was terrible. 48 straight hours of bloodshed, injuries, hunger and confusion. She was on her last leg and she knew it. If she went up against anyone that wasn't as hurt as she was, it would be tough to meet them head on. So she'd have to be smart. She'd have to be cautious.
"I'm not out of this yet," she told herself. It was going to be tough and the odds weren't in her favor, but she was still in a player in the game. That was something that half of the original contestants couldn't say. Despite being brand new to this universe and a complete unknown in the competition, she had made it this far. With a barbie doll and a couple quick teleports. "I'm not out of this yet!" She repeated. She almost believed that one.
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