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Post by Madge Baker on May 20, 2016 13:11:18 GMT
*click* Nothing happened.
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Post by Messua Freya Ouédraogo on May 20, 2016 13:13:12 GMT
"There is never a good way to be separated.", the dark-haired woman looked at the hand in front of her. She took it and shook it slowly before letting go. "My name is Messua.", she gave John a soft smile.
"It seems like a few people know each other in here from their past lives. Makes me feel a bit left out.", she laughed quietly. "On the other side I don't have someone to worry about. If these games are going on, it's just me who dies and no one cares.", Messua shook her head. At least no one in here.
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Post by James Hawkins on May 20, 2016 13:21:45 GMT
As he pulled the trigger, keeping his eyes closed, that split of a second felt like an eternity, the reality of what was going on hitting him hard only then. Was he about to die? There was no going back there, no way to escape the situation, he would either die now or... Nothing happened. After a second he dared opening his eyes. He was still alive. He was still there. He hadn't heard any 'bang', no pain... he was alive! Letting out a breath he wasn't even aware he was holding, he let go of the gun, leaving it on the table as if it was burning him, bringing then both his hands on his mouth, breathing deeply. His eyes were still wide for the shock, too horrified even to cry. Shaking, he moved away, retiring to a corner of the room, trying to calm himself down, looking the other way, not wanting to look for whoever would take the gun next...
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Post by Miguel Olivero on May 20, 2016 13:30:52 GMT
For a moment, Miguel just kept standing near that round wooden table, with a gun barrel applied to his skull. When he realised, that he still was alive, his hand went limp, and he almost dropped the gun, but a really young boy snatched it from his hands quickly. The man recoiled away from the kid in both shock and fear, that still wracked his body.
Than Miguel rapidly ran back to his friend and sat on his knees trying to wake Jane up. "Jane, wake up, please," Miguel whispered, stroking her cheecks, sitting on the grownd, with her head laying on his laps. "It's me, Miguel... Please, wake up!" he said a bit louder, slightly shaking her shoulders. She shouldn't be the last one to shoot. "We need to get over with it or else she could die from electrocution, because they lingered for too long", he thought and shook her shoulders again.
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Post by Cale Tucker on May 20, 2016 14:14:17 GMT
Cale groggily woke up, feeling like hell basically. It almost felt like that time when he had first awaken in that room the first time. He slowly sat up, rubbing at the back of his head. His eyes opened to see that there were other people in the room this time with him. Guess he wasn’t in his room anymore…. He glanced down at his wrist, having had felt something on it. What the hell was this on his wist, Cale thought to himself sourly. Though his question was soon answered by one of the guys getting up and reading off a note some instructions. So this was a death game like Garrett had spoke off. So there was a chance that one of them was going to shoot themselves…in the head. The blonde male swallowed lightly, calming himself as he thought back on the promise with Garrett. Gotta be calm…and hope for the best. He got up off the ground after some young boy had played the game, walking over to the table and grabbing the gun. “Well here goes nothing.” He mumbles to himself. He aimed the gun at his head and pulled the trigger.
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Post by Madge Baker on May 20, 2016 14:39:42 GMT
The gun fired, the bullet shooting through flesh and bone like a sledgehammer through a wall, instantly killing Cale and splattering blood onto anyone near the table. His body lingered upright for just a second before falling to the floor like a duffel bag. The game was over.
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Post by Megara Paranell on May 20, 2016 14:51:31 GMT
Meg felt instant relief as the gun didn't go off like she had feared and watched as the next person took the gun. Her heart sped up as Jim took the gun, to her relief the gun didn't go off for him either. She was shaking at this point, all too terrified and she was afraid of what would happen to Octavia. She had yet to touch the gun yet after all, she moved to James's side and touched his arm. "Hey...are you ok?" She asked, no sooner had she asked then a blonde man had taken the gun and to her horror the gun went off. Blood matter splattered onto her, getting on her face and hair. She stared at the man with wide eyes, "Oh my god." She said rather faintly, her breath coming out fast as she stared down at the body. It was taking all her self-control not to faint or scream, and she felt like she was going to be sick. She whimpered and pulled as far away from that body as she possibly could, what would happen now? How could someone kill another person like that? It felt so wrong that someone could do something like that and be ok with it.
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Post by Jane Elizabeth Carter on May 20, 2016 14:57:37 GMT
As Jane was waking up a familiar voice reflected in her head, keeping to tell her to wake up. Barely seconds after Janes eyes were wide open and searched to room. Could it really be Miguel? Could he really be that close? Just then she realized that she way lying on somthing ... someone and looked up. It really was Miguel. With tears starting to flow immediately she tried to knee so she could hug him tightly right away. "Miguel. I have missed you so very much." She whispered in joy as she wrapped her arms around her friend just before she hears a loud band. Still holding onto Miguel Jane turned her head to where the bang come from just to scream at the sight of the dead body. "Why? Just why would ANYONE do such a terrible thing?", she thought to herself while her eyes filled with so much tears that her vision got blurred.
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Post by Messua Freya Ouédraogo on May 20, 2016 15:21:39 GMT
Messua trembled slightly when the gun fired. Finally the Roulette found his victim. She looked down at her, where the blood had splattered on her dress. Was that brain? She whiped the piece away from her arm.
Slowly she moved towards the corpse, trying not to step into the blood. She bent down and turned the body on the back. As she already knew the face was gone. Horrible. Messua started to mumble a silent prayer. Hopefully he wasn't alone on the other side. She prayed for her Loa to take the man with her.
For what she had seen, he had been a handsome guy. Freda loved attractive guys. She smiled softly and sad. "I'm sure the Loa of romance will take care of you, handsome.", she whispered.
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Post by Miguel Olivero on May 20, 2016 15:33:38 GMT
With tears of joy beacuse of hearing his beloved friend's voice again, Miguel wrapped his arms around her as well. Although, just a second later, he squeezed Jane tightly, covering with his back, trying to protect her from whatever the fuck that sound was. Then only he remebered about the gun. It went off. Immiditly after the realisation he loosened his grip and turned his head towards the table. His eyes, still teary from his reunion with his friend, winded and his mouth twisted from pain. "CA-A-A-A-ALE," he tried to scream but his voice failed him. Miguel wanted to ran towards his body, but he couldn't leave Jane sitting at the floor all alone, because she started to cry. He hugged her from behind with one hand on her stomach, suppousing that she could get sick and puke from the view, and stood up with her. Together they stood and looked. "Kid," Miguel whispered with his lips only and a single tear ran over his cheeck. That goofball. The kid. That man, he lived with for a month or so - however it felt like for the whole life - he was gone. His friend was now gone. "I promise, I will avenge you, Cale," Miguel thought, squeezing his fist in anger, "I promise."
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Post by Jane Elizabeth Carter on May 20, 2016 16:26:44 GMT
Jane was still crying as Miguel helped her to stand up. First she got to reunite with her beloved friend and then the next someone lost his life. What a mad place was this? Covering her face with her hands she didn´t see Miguels reaction and suddenly froze for a moment. What if she or even Miguel would have died today? Or Isabelle? Just then Jane experienced a rollercoaster of emotions. First she was happy again and was just about to laugh since she survived. Then however she felt sick for what happened to the poor young male. Thirdly she got scared and worried after she took another look around and couldn´t find Isabelle but only strangers besides Miguel. In the end though Jane actually had to cry again but simply because at least she and Miguel survived. "Miguel", she wanted to scream but only whispered as she turned to glomb him and give him a kiss on the lips. However barely seconds later she turned all red and moved away since this was neither a good timing nor place at all. Not to mention their deadly situation.
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Post by Miguel Olivero on May 20, 2016 17:42:06 GMT
Miguel let his hands off Jane, when she stoped crying, and, because he needed some space to calm down as well, he stepped back a little, crossing his arms on his chest. "No, we just can't keep things going the way HE wants," he thought, looking at his friends dead body. Miguel lowered his head and scratched his eyebrows, hiding his eyes, that were full of pain and anger. "We are like sheep," he kept talking to himself inwardly, "following the heard, listening our shepherd's commands unquestioningly." Suddenly, he heard Jane calling his name, so he raised his head straight, ready to help. However he did not expect a kiss incoming. Especially from someone like Jane. The man rapidly pulled away from the kiss, holding Jane's shoulders gently at arm's length, gasping slightly. "No, Jane, stop," he said, triyng to keep his feelings under control, "This man... He was my friend and he DIED in here. Cale... Yes, I do like you, but you... We...we just can't!" Miguel felt that his grip was getting thigter with every word he spoken, so he let go of her shoulders, raising both hands in the air apologetically. "I'm sorry, Jane, it's just not the right moment..." Embarrassed, he turned away from Jane, and lowered his hands back. "While they are all still here, I needed answers" he thought and turned his head towards the indian woman, standing nearby the body as well. "I hope she will", he replied on her comment about somekind of goddess, that will take care of Cale's soul. "Do you think we had a choice? Could we... save him?" he asked her and knitted his eyebrows, thinking.
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Post by Theodore Hale on May 20, 2016 17:56:28 GMT
Theo woke up feeling like he'd gone 10 rounds in a boxing ring, and I thought a hangover was the worst thing I could wake up with.. he thought as he sat up and rubbed his temple. He looked around but his surroundings were a blur, all he could see were the fuzzy outlines of multiple people. Where am I now? Who are all of these people? he thought as he felt around him, trying to find his missing glasses.
As he felt the rim of his glasses under his fingertips he heard a gunshot echo throughout the room, pushing his glasses back onto the bridge of his nose in time to see a blond man fall to the floor.
'Holy sh..' he mumbled as, despite his disorientation, he stood up and backed away a little, 'what the hell is going on here..'
As Theo looked around, trying to avoid looking at the blood splatter in the room, he noticed another blonde that made him forget all about the messed up situation he was in.
'Octavia,' he whispered to himself as he ran towards her, kneeling beside her seemingly lifeless body. Please tell me that what happened to him didn't happen to her, he thought as he checked her for any sign of a wound or blood. He sighed in relief when he didn't see anything and he heard her murmur something incoherent in her sleep.
'Damn Octavia, how did we get ourselves into this mess..' he said softly, sitting by her side as if to guard her from any harm that might come to her while she was still passed out.
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Post by Messua Freya Ouédraogo on May 20, 2016 18:22:42 GMT
Messua lifted her head when she heard a voice announcing her. She had been so much into her prayer that she forgot who she was. The blonde man in front of her looked like he was of an older age than most of them in here. At least older than she was.
"Did you ever saw someone playing Russian Roulette?", she asked softly. "I don't think there would've been a way to save him, if someone else would've taken the gun. Do you really want someone else in here dead?", Messua smiled sadly. "I think he had just bad luck today. Or he was lucky enough to die today, it can be that we have to play more games. Games that are more cruel than this."
"I'm sure the spirit of romance will take care. She loves handsome men.", she chuckled. "Better take care of your girlfriend I think she will faint.", Messua waved her hand to the brunette behind the blonde.
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Post by Miguel Olivero on May 20, 2016 19:01:52 GMT
"Only in movies," he replied and gave a sad smile to the mysterious calm woman. "And, of course, I don't anybody to die.. I just... I can't belive that we've got no choise and we," he pointed at the camera in the corner of the room, which looked just the same as the one he and Cale got in their, "let HIM to play with us like with puppets!" He clenched his fist in anger and inwardly counted to ten to calm down. There was no point in "shaking his fists after the fight" now. However, his body tensed, when the woman said that there will be more games,.. So that was only the first one. Then she mentioned that Jane seemed like she was not feeling well, so, recollecting himself, Miguel turned back to support her. He didn't want her to get hurt anymore and, especially, fell down on the floor in this puddle of blood. "Huh, we are not actually.. dating,.. we are friends," he awkwardly added at the end. "I'm so glad that you are alive, Jane," he turned back to her and gave a sad, but still caring smile, "What have happened to you in Paris? What's the last thing you remeber?"
(occ: people-e-e-e, Miguel is not blond xD he is fair-haired/brunet. I will leave it here, so anybody else won't do that mistake later ;D)
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