"Alright, I'm just going to open the door so we can see each other properly, ok? No potshots now, or I'll return fire." With this, Will carefully pushed open the door, letting out a groaning creaking noise as it swung open into rusted hinges. He waited a few seconds, then poked the snout o...

Rea had kissed him. That was good. The entire situation in which they found themselves in was not good, and he had just heard a rustling noise from next door. He gently pushed Rea away, put a finger to his lips, and took her revolver out of the bag. He looked straight down the barrel to see it it wa...

Numb yet crying. Was that an oxymoron? A contradiction in terms? Or was it the inevitable consequence of being put into the situation that he found himself in even now? Whatever it was, he supposed, he wouldn't be dying alone. He'd be dying with another person who really didn't deserve to die. Fucki...

The odds, he thought, of bumping into one specific person on an entire island, with probably a hundred other people was very small indeed. So to find the one person he was looking for almost immediately after deciding to find them was such a minuscule chance that he wondered it'd Danya was fucking w...

Will's hand was on the door handle, feet hovering over the shag carpet. He had to find a proper weapon somewhere, because he had gotten fucked over with the weapons. All he had gotten was a packet of cable ties, which currently were scattered outside, the window having been the preferred method of d...

Will's first thought upon waking up was the massive crick in his neck. His second thought was how he was not going to die. Although it has been shocking to him, his teacher's life being ended litterally in front of his eyes, his jacket sporting a light spread of almost rust-coloured blood, the actua...

Caught off guard by Calen's sudden reaction, Maria just had time to yelp out a 'Whatre-" before she was whisked away by the Diamond.

Oh, and flip the antisocial cunt that had been in here the bird. Always time to flip the bird at cunts.

((Maria Cucinotta continued in Survival Strategies))

Maria was just about to leave when she heard a creaking, cracking sound, followed by what sounded like somebody falling through the roof. She peered around the bookcase that had divided her from seeing what caused the noise, and saw Caleb, bruised and bashed, but very much alive. Her eyes widened an...

She was getting sick of this already. The first group had had very strange and lethal weapons, and an enclosed environment. The second group contained one of her worst enemies, and was trying to achieve a goal she thought to be insane, and now she met the most antisocial boy the world had ever seen,...

"Alright then, fine by me. Die alone and earlier rather than with people and later. Whatever floats your boat dude." As she said this, Maria picked up the half slice of bread, balled it up and popped it in her mouth, chewing and swallowing to get it out of the way and following it with a b...

A molotov. She could almost laugh. He would never throw it if he wanted to grab a book and besides, how would he light it? "I just want my blade back, not gonna attack you, alright?" She stepped over to the table and grabbed the handle with both hands, before tugging hard, working the blad...

Maria sat down on the table next to her blade, and looked up, straight into the eyes of a kid peering around the corner. She immediatley jumped up, one hand on the blade, and tugged at it in an attempt to get it out of the thick wood that the table was made out of, but to no avail. Upon realising th...

This was the library of an insane asylum. That was a kind of weird thing to wrap your mind around, but it was a nice library. Maria sat on one of the tables, end of her shirt in hand, and was wiping off the grease and dust that had already accumalated on the blade. It was relativley clean, but she i...