Battle Royale America : Opening Act

SeaniusMaximus · Post by **SeaniusMaximus** » Tue Mar 23, 2004 7:39 am

All other forms of expression drop from Sean's face, leaving only an expression of absolute terror. "Di-Did he just say we had to kill each other?" he thought to himself. Many emotions swelled through Sean at the same time. He had always hated the jocks, and the popular kids, the sheep as he referred to them.....but could he really kill them? From this idea came absolute horror.....with all the trouble he's caused, all the fights that have almost started (or have started) from his constant comments and actions towards the others.......did anyone hate him enough to kill him? Sean didn't want to think about all this...but he couldn't help it....as all these thoughts shot through his head like heated bullets one word escaped his lips. "Fuck............."

Onimitsagi Sshoumurao · Post by **Onimitsagi Sshoumurao** » Tue Mar 23, 2004 11:15 am

Cartyr was now giving the man her full attention. "Kill... eachother?" she mouthed in awe. She looked around the room, gazing at every person for a moment. She knew these people... not well, but still knew them. She didn't fully hate any one of them, really. Not enough to kill.
But... I have to. She started thinking up strategies on how to survive this new mess.

Grumlen · Post by **Grumlen** » Wed Mar 24, 2004 3:13 am

Larin gets a look of mixed terror and anger on his face.

"Fuck you. What incentive can you give us that would make us kill eachother you bastard? What the hell is going to keep us from trying to break out of this shithole right now, even if it means most of us will fucking die? Maybe some of us will make it out of this shithole. What have you got to say to that bitch?"

OOC: Pardon my french.

StruckingFuggle · Post by **StruckingFuggle** » Wed Mar 24, 2004 3:16 am

OOC:
If anyone sees/knows Demitri or Benjamin, give them a poke because my update is mostly written now and ready to go, just needing them to post their reactions.
Oh, and:
AVIYH: Understood. I just wanted to make it clear to everyone that he would shoot.

Grumlen: French pardoned.

Benjamin · Post by **Benjamin** » Wed Mar 24, 2004 8:12 am

Jendikon had a disgusted, yet shocked expression on his face. His eyes were wide open...which for an Asian is impressive, considering this isn't an anime.

"Dude Neko, that katt's got grey eyes," Jendikon whispered out of the corner of his mouth.

DemitriFlameGG · Post by **DemitriFlameGG** » Wed Mar 24, 2004 11:05 pm

Neko grunts, rather annoyed. Then again, why should he be annoyed, this is what he had trained for. He was born a powerful man, plus having gone to military camp every summer for the past 5 years, plus the marksmanship and football, he was practically a killing machine, but why was he annoyed. Is it that despite his show of hate towards them, he somehow was attached to them. He punches the desk lightly, which makes it shake a lot because of his raw strength, "Fine fine fine, may I ask how and when and why?"

StruckingFuggle · Post by **StruckingFuggle** » Thu Mar 25, 2004 12:29 am

The Students
By and large, the reaction of the students is one of shock and fear... They simply stare at the man, some with cold dread, others with cold defiance, though none raise their voice like Larin. Some near him look over at Neko with fear and disgust... Arthur simply nods, looking over at Neko deviously... the two couples had sat near each other... Sasha and Damon hold hands and squeeze gently, while Jason looks over at Sasha, and the two watch each other in shock.. kill each other? Never... Alexander looks over at Annah, stunned and fearful. Charles' eyes narrow, and he studies the instructor intently. Meanwhile, Donovan grunts once, eyes surveying the students...
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The Instructor
"An interesting question, mm, Larin Goutal," he responded, obviously seeming to know who was who. His free hand rose, and made a signal towards the door. With an audible 'click' it unlocked, swinging open once more to let in another figure. Beyond it was a seemingly empty and well-illuminated hallway, though standing in the way was a man, looking perhaps like some sort of SWAT officer - tall and imposing, in black fatigues and a bullet-proof vest, a SPAS-12 dual-mode shotgun hanging slung at his side and a SOCOM .45 on his hip. Most of his face was obscured by a black mask and helmet, and even his eyes were covered by goggles. Impersonal and menacing, his head moved slowly as he watched them all. Leaning forward, the Instructor's eyes fixed on Larin again. "I would wonder how you'd plan to overpower Seargent Fargus there and the others like him standing in the hall. If you cause a disturbance, like say, stepping beyond your desks out of turn, you will all die." His voice is clinical, neither angry nor amused, as he continues on. "You may think you'll try to lead a revolt. But will you follow?" His eyes studying each student once more in turn. Against most certain death? Mmm. Perhaps. You think you'd accept a 'heroic', if futile, death, instead of being killed by, or even killing your comrades. Mmm. So you want incentive. I will point out I said, you're not here for me or my compatriots to kill. You're here to kill each other. This means there will be no one left to kill the last student standing.
You will each released from here in two-minute intervals, and on your way out, you be given a pack, with a small ammount of food and water, as well as a compass, a map, and a weapon of some sort. Once free from here, you may wonder ... 'what if I band together?' You'll ponder alliances. Or maybe you'll flat out refuse to kill each other. Mmm. Those collars around your neck are bombs. They are also tracking devices and health monitors. So I'll know where you are, and if you're alive, or dead. If twelve hours go by without a death, every collar will spontaneously detonate, killing you all. No one escapes, then. Furthermore, certain areas of our 'arena' are Forbidden Zones. To be inside such a zone once it becomes forbidden means your collar will detonate. Five minutes after the last of you is released, the fifty meters around this building becomes the first forbidden zone. Are we clear on the rules?"
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The Students
During his speech, their expressions gave way to contemplation and mute horror, many of them gaping at the man, and the armed guard at the doorway. A blanket of shock set down around the room...
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DemitriFlameGG · Post by **DemitriFlameGG** » Thu Mar 25, 2004 2:42 am

Neko's hands grip the desk tightly and it looks as if he is about to tear it apart. "Agh, we got no choice in this matter, so basically we will be killing each other for your own amsuement? Sick, just sick. I'll participate in your game, but if I get even a hand on you, ever, you'll regret EVER knowing me...." He lets go of the desk and punches the desktop, "Heh, when do we start."

AVoiceInYourHead · Post by **AVoiceInYourHead** » Thu Mar 25, 2004 3:16 am

"Obviosly" James started, "Escape is not an option, yet"

More talking to himself than anyone around, and speaking somewhat quietly.

"They have us surrounded here, we have no choice but to do what he says. Soon though we will be running, we will be away from here. " He paused, losing himself in rapid though and speaking slowly

"But when were out, running, they will still have us survalenced" He grabbed at his collar.

"We really dont have many choices here."

He knew he didnt have many, and that killing was going to be his most prominent option. "Could I remove the collar? Maybe its rigged to explode if tampered with? Who here knows electronics well?" Thoughts flew through his mind, and he came up with many ideas, hoping he could avoid having to kill anyone. If he had to, he knew he could though.

I wont let myself be killed.

SeaniusMaximus · Post by **SeaniusMaximus** » Thu Mar 25, 2004 4:23 am

"fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckfuckfuck!" That was the only word running through Sean's brain as the "instructor" told them of the proceedings that were to follow. "Kill each other.....they expect us to HONESTLY kill each other?" Sean glanced around the room, and a sickening thought hit him......there were a number of people here that he knew would probably, if they had to, kill any one of the people in this room.......and he'd probably be the first one to go. He glanced at Neko and James, who were both obviously not afraid to express the fact that they wanted to get out of there alive...by any means necessary. Sean looked over at Mike..."Christ," he thought "What if it comes down to me and him? He's really the only person in here who I could call my friend, and even THAT is iffy." He looked over the rest of the class, his eyes lingering on the jocks as a little smirk crept across his face. "Well, a few people in here are probably thinking about taking me out no problem....and we obviously have no other choice here....I'm sticking with me, myself, and I on this one, and maybe it wouldn't be too bad to be rid of a few meatheads." The smile was wiped clean from Sean's face as he realized the things he was thinking of, this was all so unsettling, but he knew that if he had to, he'd defend himself, he's done it before....just never to this extreme.

tikki_tikki2000 · Post by **tikki_tikki2000** » Thu Mar 25, 2004 7:18 pm

*For once, Annah was glad that she was always was invisible to the other students. Then again, she was nobody of importance either, which would mean no guilty conscience for the person killing her. A tear rolled down Annah's face. She couldn't kill people, she hated violence, hated it with every fiber of her being. Yet violence seemed to be the only thing she knew, what with her father beating her every night once he had too much to drink. I refuse to be like him she thought to herself. I WILL NOT take the same actions as he. I AM NOT MY FATHER Annah began to sob, confused and pained at the thought that she had just became apart of this sick game. That's all she could do...cry*

Grumlen · Post by **Grumlen** » Thu Mar 25, 2004 10:42 pm

"Guess we have a 'Running Man' competition going on here."

Larin starts thinking to himself: "There has to be a way out. There always is. No one can think of everything. But all the obvious ways will be covered. There must be something else. Something I'm missing. But I'll need help. But who will help me? Who knows how reliable Charles will be. None of the girls are too fond of me. Some of the guys will be useful, but some of them have serious issues. Can't risk having someone near me have a mental break-down. Wait, if this area is becoming the first forbidden zone, it must be their base of operations. That means the control center will be in here somewhere. But as long as I have this collar I won't be able to get close. Gotta find a way to get the collar off first. It must have explosives in it, so if I can figure out what kind that would help. If it isn't triggered my movement, it can't be nitroglycerin, and I doubt it's TNT. It's probably C4 or a mixing agent. If it's a mixing agent I can try to fry it, but I can't do that with C4. I may have to try it on someone else first then. Hope I get it right the first time." Larin leans over to Charles's ear and whispers very quietly: "Hey, wanna help me see how we can get rid of these collars once we get out?"

TheScaryOne · Post by **TheScaryOne** » Fri Mar 26, 2004 4:45 am

Tyler looks around the room, and being popular in a sort of underground sense, knows a good portion of the people in the room. He knows he couldn't willingly kill another human being. He's been a pacifist all of his life. He hates fighting, and does whatever he can to avoid it. Maybe there is some hope for a rebel group.... But we only have twelve hours to escape, if we don't figure it out by then we'll have to kill someone to extend us twelve more hours.... Tyler visibly shudders at this thought. Hopefully I can find something that I can use to pacify people without permanent harm.... He shudders again.
Why why why why why..... why?

RadicalDreamer · Post by **RadicalDreamer** » Fri Mar 26, 2004 10:05 pm

Mike got to thinking about how the collars worked. He tried to think back to when he got a science kit in the sixth grade. It was some sort of radio system, but he couldn't remember exactly how it worked. Or, more importantly, how to stop it from working.

StruckingFuggle · Post by **StruckingFuggle** » Sat Mar 27, 2004 1:28 am

OOC:
Still waiting on replies from Benjamin, Grumlen, Onimitsagi Sshoumurao, and Warde (who apparently still lives and if he replies to my reply-PM before the next update, will be back in.)

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