Ernest was really quite amazed.  In the span of about two minutes four people showed up. Whatever was happening here would most likely be what Ernest wanted. A group. That he could join and be a part of and get off the Island with them and be a human again. From here on in it would work out perfectl...

"Look, I feel like shit so please, tell me what you want kid so I can say no and we can all be on our merry way." The gun really did not help Ernest's sense of well-being and security. Not at all.  So, Ernest decided to  just turn around and leave. It seemed to be the best option. There w...

<<Continued From Lost Children >> Ernest had been wandering around the island, getting himself lost. He somehow ended up on what his map called "The Western Shore". As he got there. He noticed that someone was there. Standing in the sand. Contemplating something. Everything in Ernest told ...

The waves rolled in, and Harry watched them. He wanted to say he felt a kinship with them... but he didn't. He was their exact opposite. Trapped on land, having to kill to stay alive, thanks to some cracked terrorist who wanted to be really fucking Darwinian. Yeah, whatever. The whole fucking thing ...

"Well, right now, he's in La-la land; I doubt he can feel too much. Incidently, my name's Harry, nice to meet you," Harry gave a tired half-smile, and extended a hand to the girl; she was closer. He had other worries than whether or not  the girl knew his name. In fact, Harry was a little ...

Harry watched the shorter of the other boys fall to the ground. He'd been prodding his shoulder just before he collapsed, which was somewhat confusing. Harry hadn't caught a single word of the boy's mumbling, so he didn't  know the cause. As most humans would be, he was concerned about the guy. The ...

Harry saw the knife and skidded to a halt.  He'd never really noticed how the eye immediately focusses on the most dangerous thing in the area, in this case, a knife that was pointing at him. It didn't help that the knife was about a foot in front of his face. Harry was shaking a little. He'd just c...

<< Continued from G28... Start >> The sky cried onto Harry's back, leaving him with an empty feeling inside.  Rivlets poured down his neck. It wasn't a heavy rain, yet. It was only drizzling, but Harry had been walking for a long time. Everything was making him more and more depressed. No matter how...

Boy 66 Start It had taken Mortimer Jones exactly 48 hours to find his way out of the meandering forests. Then his watch died. His compass had been damaged somewhat by the butt his weapon; it had cracked the glass, causing the fluid to leak out. He didn't recognize his weapon, but what it amounted t...

((OOC: I'm sorry about the Double Post, but it's been over a week, and Harry has to leave now.)) The Announcement blared  accross the speakers, and he heard the deaths for the last twelve hours.  Something in him died inside when he heard his name mentioned.  Tears came unbidden to his eyes as he re...

The way her face got when she was confused was kind of cute, Harry supposed. Her eyes darted around and around. She kept glancing towords her knife and him, which made him think for a second that she might want to murder him. However, it was way more likely that she was scared by something he said o...

Harry laughed for the first time in a while. He didn't have time to keep count, but the humor made him relax a bit. His laughter was a bit hollow and bitter for his tastes, but it was good to let some of the pent up crap he'd been keeping in check out.It occured to him that the more he just kept to ...

Harry smiled in relief, she wasn't going to try to stab him. Honestly, he wasn't sure if he could  fight in this condition, period. He also had no intention of testing out this hypothesis. However, it was completely likely that she was just as psychopathic as the next man on the island. In other wor...

<<Continued from Nightfall and the River >> Harry's hands hurt like hell. He was tired, dirty, covered in someone's blood, and he had just killed a girl he'd never met before in his life. He looked like something out of a bad B-Horror Movie.  It really was a shame. Well, what did he expect out of &q...

(Much better, but still a little tight... But, much better. Also, I strongly doubt Vesa could drive even a diving knife all the way through her neck. The spinal column would get in the way...) Well, If I can't kill him without dying... I'll take him with me! Sylvea felt knife enter the side of her t...