{{continued from The Stench of Reality }} Damn this rain... Laeil made her way across the sand, breathing hard as she kept an eye out for what she was here for. That was a close one... She thought to herself, the incident that had occurred just a short while ago resurfacing in her mind. Not only had...

Laeil froze, completely taken aback by Eddie's response. This was the last thing she expected. Begging for his life, sure. Hell, even pointing his own gun back at her and turning the situation into a standoff was a possibility in her mind. But for him to just willingly give up, to throw everything a...

As well intentioned as Eddie's gesture was, it probably wasn't the best of ideas. Laeil's eyes snapped back into focus, and as rage begin to build again, she focused it on the first thing she saw. She got up slowly and eeriely calmly, standing still for a moment before wheeling around and throwing a...

SCREEEEEEEEECH! Laeil was awakened by that familiar yet obnoxious sound that heralded the morning announcements. Yawning rather loudly and stretching her arms over her head, she got to her feet, taking a look over at Eddie seated at his post. "We should leave as soon as the announcements are o...

Laeil paused as Eddie asked if she planned on dying on the island, a vision of her breakdown at the storehouse flashing through her head. For a brief moment, her demeanor changed completely. She seemed more vulnerable, more...human. "...no." She said after a while, reverting to the old, mo...

Lyn listened quietly as Eddie explained his reasons for hunting Wade. He was a victim of sentimentality, and if there was one thing that would not go unpunished in this game, it was sentimentality. She knew that firsthand, having gotten too sentimental during her travelling with Jimmy, and look what...

Lyn winced as Eddie applied the hydrogen peroxide to her cut, breathing in sharply. Though she looked in Eddie's direction, she didn't really seem to be looking AT him, or at anything, for that matter. Sort of like she was just spacing out at the moment "Hmm?" She uttered, her eyes focusin...

As Lyn stuck the bandage over the shoulder wound, she heard Eddie speak up again, looking over to see an understandably embarrassed reaction to her state of partial undress. Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on how one would see it), she pulled her shirt back down, sticking her arm back throu...

Lyn pulled out the first aid kit from Blood Boy's pack, only to find as she opened it up that most of the supplies inside were already exhausted. Breathing a deep sigh, she nonetheless took out what little there was left, along with her own kit, and, barely reacting to Eddie's arrival at all, got to...

{{continued from Death and All His Friends (again) }} Lyn finally showed down her pace after she was satisfied that she had put enough distance between herself and the storehouse. As she walked through the jungle, she finally got a better look at the box of ammo in the moonlight, finding that the re...

[And now it's time for Ed to take his leave and end this thread once and for all.] Edgar watched as Julie stepped back to dodge the attack, quickly taking a step back as well in case she decided to go for a counterattack. From his spot he stood his ground, waiting for her next move. "You're goi...

Edgar continued to look around him for the source of the loud voice, though the darkness, combined with the heavy rain, did nothing to help him find it. Finally, he realized. Wait, that came from the announcements, didn't it? There's no way a human voice could be that loud. He was sure of it. That f...

Edgar was completely taken aback by the girl's sudden outburst. It was then that he finally recognized her. Julie Mikan. However, he recognized her in name only. So she IS playing. He thought to himself, having remembered a couple of the kills on the announcements being accredited to Julie. Although...

"Hey Paul, you look like shit." ...what? Edgar Hoskins stood over the body of what used to be the legendary Paul Smith, but now was nothing more than a corpse full of stab wounds. That Madison girl really went to town on him... He thought to himself. He stood there for a while, then sudden...

Laeil went back into her bag for a pair of socks, sitting down long enough to put them on, along with her shoes. The shoes were still wet, quickly soaking through her socks, but it didn't look like she would have time to wait for them to dry. The same with her hoodie, which she just threw on as well...