Morgan's ears rang, the repeated smashing of his head on the ground having done wonders for his equilibrium. Were there a doctor anywhere in sight, he was all but certain that he had another concussion diagnosis in his future. On the plus side, his last-ditch effort had worked and he'd turned the ta...

Whatever blows he managed to strike against his assailant didn't stop the jerking of his head, up and down on the ground. The stars clouding his vision were starting to remind him more and more of the kick to the head that had downed him on the very first day. What had he vowed — he wouldn't be a vi...

As the force of Diego's charge lifted him off of the ground, all Morgan could think of was a line from an old movie he'd once seen; speaking of the perks of having a hefty weapon. Heavy is good, heavy is reliable. If it does not work, you can always hit them with it. The gun in that movie hadn't wor...

The gun jammed. "The fuck—?" At least, with Morgan's lack of firearm knowledge, that was the only thing he could think of. The safety was off, the magazine was in — so what else could it have been? It didn't matter. He slapped the side of the gun — as if that would have made a difference —...

The gun clattered softly to the ground. Wow. Morgan hadn't actually expected him to drop it. For the very first time since he'd woken up on this hellish island, he found himself with the upper hand. He'd choose to conveniently forget the fact that he'd been shot for the time being. There was a lot t...

"Drop it," Morgan's voice was pained but there was an absence of levity within it. He wasn't trying to needle anyone, there was no more antagonism. The Walther pointed directly at the back of Diego's head illustrated that point better than any. Leg still burning, Morgan had still been incr...

Morgan could feel the sweat dripping down his arm as his grip on the pistol only intensified. Diego kept talking, his voice getting louder and louder. The words had such malice behind them, they sounded wrong coming from his mouth. It was like hearing a toddler swear; it sounded wrong. He kept still...

None of Morgan's bullets hit much of anything, that much was obvious by the shrill retorts that were fired back his way. Diego expended his own ammunition as well, of course, but the protection of the boulder was only good for so much. Sticks and stones — lead and gunpowder, really — could break his...

As two more bullets ricocheted off of his cover, Morgan continued to glance down at the blood that was now seeping out of a small hole that he hadn't noticed in the bottom of his shoe. It made sense; he hadn't taken them off for almost two weeks now outside of a few minutes each day. Like the rest o...

Well, that got his attention. Of all the things that Morgan had been absently shouting at Diego as he scrambled from cover to cover, it was the most innocent one that had finally elicited a retort. Of course this wasn't easy for him — not a single person had seen an easy moment since they'd passed o...

There was a frog in his throat; keeping him company as he weaved and moved from rock to tree and back again. Michael had liked frogs, he remembered, though his late friend had cared about animals and amphibians and creatures of all sorts. What was it that he liked to wax poetic about? It was jellyfi...

Diego looked like he'd seen a ghost. Maybe it wasn't even that, maybe it was just that he couldn't fathom who would even have a remotely kind word for him, after all that he'd done. Perhaps he was just another in a long line of kids who turned into rabid animals while in Survival of the Fittest, any...

Aurelien didn't say much of anything; he didn't need to. Everything that was worth saying had been conveyed by the menacing steps he took in Blaise's general direction. Morgan caught it all loud and clear, and by the way that their lithe classmate spat a retort back in their general direction, so di...

I am again coming back to ask for a further two days because the boogie bone's connected to the Turtle bone and the Turtle bone's connected to the Mara bone and the Mara bone's connected to the Dodd bone and-

yeah, gonna need some more time because basically all of this stuff is connected.

Genuinely curious, let's do it.