05-25-2006, 05:59 AM
OOC: This first one may be a bit long, but I?ve got a bit of ground to cover, I?ll do my best to keep it as short as possible though.
?Mom...er....mom...MOM!? Shrieked Thirteen as he sat upright in his bed. Beads of sweat were running down his cheeks and onto the blankets.
Realizing quickly that he wasn?t back in his old house and that he was on the spaceship heading towards death and destruction, the droid wiped the sweat off and looked around. Relieved that no one seemed to notice the android?s outburst, he swung his feet over the bed just as an announcement came over the intercom.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," came a voice on the intercom in the VIP Room. "It's Karl Jak here! I hate to interrupt, but we are above the island. The game will begin in 20 seconds! Your location will be marked on your map! Good luck!"
Hurriedly tearing open his bag and dumping it?s contents out onto the cot, Thirteen spotted the piece of paper and gave it a once over, finding a small red dot on what appeared to be his destination. The location didn?t appear to be much more than water and land, but it was definitely a good place to begin, though he would much rather have started at the peak of the mountain. Content with his destination, the machine-hybrid felt a warm breeze swirl around him like a vortex. Suddenly, the wind picked up, wisping his hair around in the air behind him. Nervous, but sure that this was the teleportation, he closed his eyes.
Before he knew it, the wind had died out and from what he could tell, it had grown quite dark. Slowly opening his eyes, Thirteen could feel a warm breeze swirl around his feet and rise up his body. The only noise in the air seemed to be coming from the crickets, the slight breeze, and crashing waves, other than that, it was dead silent. In fact, it was almost creepy to the android, but at the same time, it was almost peaceful. This reminded him of that old saying, ?the calm before the storm?.
Taking his first step forward, his size 12 boot sunk slightly into the sand beneath him. Glancing down, he spotted three little white craps running sideways through the white sand, away from the Bio-android. Turning and staring off into the ocean, he watched as the tide came crashing in, then waded back out. He knew at that moment that things weren?t going to take long to turn bloody, the only thing he could hope for was luck.
"Can everyone hear me?" Came Karl's voice on the megaphones across the island. "Welcome to your new home for the next seven days! Here is all you need to know:
Rolling his eyes, Thirteen already knew the rules, but it seemed he had no choice, all he could to was stop and listen.
Find each other. Kill each other.
?No shit.
If a winner is not found in seven days...nobody wins! So let's not let that happen, kay? Good luck, kiddies!"
Then it was silent.
Tapping a button on his scouter, the green screen scroll bar swam across the screen, illuminating a small portion of the field in front of him. The humanoid quickly realized that it wasn?t the best of the scouter series. Nearly tearing it off of his head and throwing it into the ocean, he restrained himself, for reasons he did not even know. Wondering how he was going to find anyone, Thirteen got a strange feeling to head south, as if there were someone down that way, Friend or Foe, he did not know, but then again, he didn?t care. Fighting was inevitable, even if you joined an alliance, eventually you would face off against them, but surviving as long as you can is what counted.
Remembering what the group in the VIP Lounge had been talking about, Thirteen knew that it had a feeling that it was them. Pushing through the trees and bounding into a long open field, the droid made his way towards what he hoped to be allies.
?Mom...er....mom...MOM!? Shrieked Thirteen as he sat upright in his bed. Beads of sweat were running down his cheeks and onto the blankets.
Realizing quickly that he wasn?t back in his old house and that he was on the spaceship heading towards death and destruction, the droid wiped the sweat off and looked around. Relieved that no one seemed to notice the android?s outburst, he swung his feet over the bed just as an announcement came over the intercom.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," came a voice on the intercom in the VIP Room. "It's Karl Jak here! I hate to interrupt, but we are above the island. The game will begin in 20 seconds! Your location will be marked on your map! Good luck!"
Hurriedly tearing open his bag and dumping it?s contents out onto the cot, Thirteen spotted the piece of paper and gave it a once over, finding a small red dot on what appeared to be his destination. The location didn?t appear to be much more than water and land, but it was definitely a good place to begin, though he would much rather have started at the peak of the mountain. Content with his destination, the machine-hybrid felt a warm breeze swirl around him like a vortex. Suddenly, the wind picked up, wisping his hair around in the air behind him. Nervous, but sure that this was the teleportation, he closed his eyes.
Before he knew it, the wind had died out and from what he could tell, it had grown quite dark. Slowly opening his eyes, Thirteen could feel a warm breeze swirl around his feet and rise up his body. The only noise in the air seemed to be coming from the crickets, the slight breeze, and crashing waves, other than that, it was dead silent. In fact, it was almost creepy to the android, but at the same time, it was almost peaceful. This reminded him of that old saying, ?the calm before the storm?.
Taking his first step forward, his size 12 boot sunk slightly into the sand beneath him. Glancing down, he spotted three little white craps running sideways through the white sand, away from the Bio-android. Turning and staring off into the ocean, he watched as the tide came crashing in, then waded back out. He knew at that moment that things weren?t going to take long to turn bloody, the only thing he could hope for was luck.
"Can everyone hear me?" Came Karl's voice on the megaphones across the island. "Welcome to your new home for the next seven days! Here is all you need to know:
Rolling his eyes, Thirteen already knew the rules, but it seemed he had no choice, all he could to was stop and listen.
Find each other. Kill each other.
?No shit.
If a winner is not found in seven days...nobody wins! So let's not let that happen, kay? Good luck, kiddies!"
Then it was silent.
Tapping a button on his scouter, the green screen scroll bar swam across the screen, illuminating a small portion of the field in front of him. The humanoid quickly realized that it wasn?t the best of the scouter series. Nearly tearing it off of his head and throwing it into the ocean, he restrained himself, for reasons he did not even know. Wondering how he was going to find anyone, Thirteen got a strange feeling to head south, as if there were someone down that way, Friend or Foe, he did not know, but then again, he didn?t care. Fighting was inevitable, even if you joined an alliance, eventually you would face off against them, but surviving as long as you can is what counted.
Remembering what the group in the VIP Lounge had been talking about, Thirteen knew that it had a feeling that it was them. Pushing through the trees and bounding into a long open field, the droid made his way towards what he hoped to be allies.