Penelope placed her hand on top of Astrid's, sandwiching her hand in between Penelope's own. The tears were still flowing forth, but Penelope tried her best to keep herself stable enough to talk. "It's... It's okay." Penelope sniffed. "It's o-okay. It's... it's not your fault.,, it's ...

"Yep, it's me!" Penelope chirped. "Hey, Astrid!" Perhaps being excited to see a friend wasn't exactly an appropriate response to the situation at hand. They were in a death game, after all, and even considering her plan their best prospects were everyone dying. Still, enjoying th...

Penelope stood in the doorway, flashlight scanning the room, waiting for a response to come out of the void of darkness. But nobody came. Penelope inched her way into the cluttered room, flashlight beam going from box to box, Penelope's eyes taking in the instruments and devices contained within eac...

((Penelope Fitzgerald continued from A World of Sadness)) Penelope walked down the fetid stairs to the asylum's basement, gagging on the stale air as she sunk further into the depths below. After Penelope had left the gym, her day had been mostly unremarkable. She wandered around the facilities near...

Isabel hissed in pain. Her knee hurt from Kimiko kicking it. Her elbow hurt from having it hit the ground. Her back hurt from being flung into a hard surface. And most importantly, her face hurt from Kimiko slicing into it. She should've expected Kimiko to have another weapon on her. One weapon wasn...

Isabel hissed from the pain not only in her face but in her back. Kimiko had more than just the sword, she had a knife too. Isabel was lucky she yanked her head back when she did. Kimiko was running away. She couldn't allow this. She couldn't allow that bitch to get away from her right when she had ...

Isabel hissed as she brought the sickle up to block the nodachi, the clang of metal on metal echoing through the room. Both hands held onto the sickle, the inward curve having only caught the sword inches away from her face. The blade was massive, but it was blatantly being wield by someone lacking ...

Isabel hissed as she found herself tumbling to the ground, her leg having collapsed from underneath her. The sword clattered to the ground several feet away, having flown out of her already loose grip. Her elbow stung from hitting the ground as hard as it did. She scrambled to get back up on her fee...

The sword collided with nothing but cold, empty air as Isabel lunged forward. She hadn't been fast enough. Her right foot slammed down to the ground, stopping her momentum. Her sword retained in her hand by an awkward, loose grip. A direct result of not getting the resistance she was expecting. A lo...

Isabel gripped her weapons tighter as she heard the double doors gently and slowly creep open, the smell of the corpses in the following room flooding the area. Whoever had just walked into the room with her was either being needlessly careful, or had figured out that someone was there, hiding in th...

Isabel was jarred awake after hearing the sound of the doors outside creaking open. She had begun to doze off in the dark room, the serene quiet and overall peacefulness of the showers too difficult to resist. She had been here a while, though, so no surprise that someone finally showed up. Isabel s...

((Isabel Ramirez continued from TFW you'll never find out what's in the basement)) Isabel felt at home as she sat in the dank and musty shower room behind the water treatment room. Her back was pressed against the wall as she slowly slid a damp rag along the length of her sword, her sickle and flash...

Amber peeked out from between the blinds of her living room window as her parents' car exited the driveway and sped off into the distance. It was date night for her parents; they always went out every few months when they had some spare cash, usually coming back sometime past midnight. It was always...

DECEASED Name: Jeremy Frasier Gender: Male Age: 17 Grade: 12th School: Cochise High School Hobbies and Interests: Video Games, Internet Forums, Piano, Violin, Writing, Survivor, Music Appearance: Jeremy is exceptionally tall compared to the rest of his class, standing at 6'3" and weighing 205 ...

DECEASED Name: Michael Crowe Gender: Male Age: 18 Grade: 12 School: Cochise High School Hobbies and Interests: Motorcycling, horror movies, mafia shows. Appearance: Michael Crowe stands at around 5'7, weighing in at 168 pounds with a firm, but relaxed posture. He is somewhat muscular, but is a bit ...