|
|
Post by Black Mamba Brenda on Mar 21, 2012 21:22:05 GMT -5
Because I'm boss.
--
"Brenda, get up, hurry! The producers, they've...they've gone mad!" Gregg quickly shook me awake. As my eyes fluttered open, I saw bright lights. Screaming, blood, and flames covered the Pre-Jury island, and Sophie's mangled remains were carelessly tossed up into the treetops. "The...the Hell?" I choked out, scrambling out of the cheap ass cot the Sausage Island crew had provided for me. "There's no time to explain, Brenda! Penner and the others will meet us at the other side of the island, but for now...RUN!" He didn't need to tell me twice, as I heard the sound of machine gun fire advancing toward us. "Come out and play, bitches!" Lex cackled, an evil smile plastered across his face. Without a seconds delay, Gregg and I sprinted from the hut and ran through the dense foliage on our island. Bullets sprayed everywhere, and it was a miracle that Lex and Brett were terrible shots, or we would have all ended up like Sophie by now. Just ahead, I saw the other Pre-Jurors, lining up near the shore.
"Gregg, Brenda! My cousin will be here with his chopper any minute now!" Aras screamed to us, as if the producers needed anything else to use against us. I tried my hardest not to choke up, but tears silently fell from eyes. "Sophie...she didn't make it." My words my solemn, and my head bowed in her honor. Tammy looked confused. "Sophie? Who's Sophie? We were interrupted by a bullet firing from the forest, piercing poor Amanda's skull. We all screamed in shock, and quickly scrambled for cover. The six of us hide behind a large bale of hay that had dropped from the sky days before, obviously intended for Waffle Island. Well, all of except for Matty, who was standing in the open. With the pump of a shotgun and the pulling of a trigger, Matty quickly brought the death count up to three that we knew of. "What are we going to do? We can't hold them off for long!" Tammy cried, as Brett and Lex closed in on us, not letting up on the firepower. Aras pointed to the horizon. "My cousin's chopper! We're saved!" The five of us cheered, but our content was short lived, as Brett pulled out a rocket launcher and blew the helicopter to smithereens.
Lex smirked as he approached us. "This is our game, and you will play, or you will die. Only one Survivor, that's the way the game works. Consider this your reinstatement into the game. Good luck, you'll need it." I felt a sharp pain in my head as someone clubbed me from the back, and then everything went black.
--
TO BE CONTINUED |
|
|
|
Post by Gregg Carey on Mar 21, 2012 22:21:26 GMT -5
I'm a star role!!
|
|
|
|
Post by The One and Only BOB DAWG on Mar 21, 2012 22:22:17 GMT -5
Omg a slasher spin...
|
|
|
|
Post by Jonathan Penner on Mar 22, 2012 11:46:19 GMT -5
"Consider this your reinstatement into the game."
YES PLEASE!
|
|
