*looks down at croissants*
... ... Well, we can always save these for coffee. 79
*looks down at croissants*
... ... Well, we can always save these for coffee. 79
... Okay. 80
Thankies. It'd be cool if the bag was edible. X) 81
21 *is asleep*
(OOC: a new man is you. XDD)
What would that taste like...? Anyway, thankies for the corn dog~. 82
22 *mumbling* Paper... munchies... hehehe...
Oh yeah, James, did you call Alicia yet? Do you... know her number now?
ok this match is over! James you came in first, followed by Mrina and then Iris....and here are your medals! *hands gold medal to Kjames, Silver to Mrina and bronze to Iris*
Now there's the problem about the tax for these medals......James you'll have to give 10 points at the point meter, and Mrina and Iris 7 and 5 respectively. But hey at least you got medals!!!!
Now onto the challenge.....write me about a camping trip that we are all going on. First tell me about our trip to camp, setting up camp and then finally the night! You'll have 48 hours.....and remember there's a red line this week!
(OOC: Okay, djhappy, what the hell is wrong with you? Is this "let's play dirty" week or something? I'd understand the first time, but this is just... wow. I never knew you were that low.)
So next time do your homework before insulting me. There was no need to get personal, it's just a game sheesh and if you don't want to play then get out......oh and flame Mistress....Match - A Match is a tempting challenge and is optional. The prize is usually Immunity or something else that's favorable. Entering the Match is risky due to the hidden point restrictions it may give.
You have recieved your first strike 2 more and you will be removed from the game and banned for any and all subsequent seasons.Originally Posted by Rules
Last edited by Sir DJ; 21st September 2012 at 8:43 AM.
(You said WE so.........All of us are going to be in my story! )
Azelf's desperate eyes began staring at me, as if a cry for help.
"You're the only one..." the legend said, over and over, a plea for help.
"James.......James..." Azelf continued, as its blue slowly turned a dark grey, the lighter shade of blue that was its body turning yellow. That's when I awoke. I took a look around, and saw Mrina shaking me.
"What's up Mrina?" I asked, rubbing my eyes, trying to keep my mind off of Azelf's saddening eyes.
"Milo's got our next challenge all set up. Someone had to go wake you up, so I volunteered. I still have the croissants, so we can eat some while Milo announces the challenge." She said, a sweet smile on her face. I got up, slipped on my fedora, and followed her outside. Milo stood on a large podium, a microphone directly at his face. I looked around to see everyone else was already here. Zaph was just silently watching everything, the bug recently never spoke. Braze was meditating, Pekka and Iris were talking about...honestly, I was unsure what they were talking about, and Casey was trying to pull the Absol Scales off, and swearing in Italian.
"Excuse me." Milo called out, nobody really paying attention except for myself, Mrina, and Zaph.
"Excuse me." Milo called again, slightly annoyed. Once more, nobody paid attention.
"Everybody listen up!" Milo shouted into the microphone, gaining everyone's attention.
"Good. Now today, you will all be going on a camping trip. Due to some....issues, you will be paired into groups of three." Milo called.
"But wait," Pekka began, "That leaves someone forgotten." he finished.
"Very perceptive, for that, I’m going to make you my bodyguard as we journey to the campsite, Pekka.” Milo decided.
“Now where was I?” The water type asked himself.
“Oh yes, the teams… Zaph, Mrina, and Iris shall make group A.” Milo called, tossing Zaph a scroll, the bug silently picked up the parchment, and motioned for Mrina and Iris to follow.
“This means Braze, James, and Casey get to be Team B.” Milo finished, tossing another scroll directly towards my face. I was able to catch the paper before it hit, and opened it up. Inside was a map, which lead to a nearby forest. The map continued until it reached near a large body of water. I turned to look at my partners, Casey was once again furiously trying to remove the scales, and Braze was simply standing there. I looked around to see the others had already left.
“Come on guys, we have to head for the campsite.” I said. Braze nodded in agreement, and Casey stopped fiddling with the scales, murmuring something in Italian. So we ventured towards the forest, the three of us would not speak to each other, we weren’t exactly the closest friends. In fact, I spent most of my time on challenges.
“Here we are.” Braze said, pointing at a campsite near a flowing river. I was honestly glad that was over, it had been so awkward.
“Glad you made it.” Milo said, standing on top of Pekka’s head.
“Hi Milo, hi Pekka.” I replied, as the others just walked off. Pekka waved, and Milo pointed towards the campsite.
“You’ll be sleeping in the boy’s tent with Casey, Zaph, and Braze.” Milo called.
‘Wait, Zaph’s a guy?’ I thought to myself, looking at the small spider.
That night, we set up our tent, and were getting ready to sleep.
“We should tell a scary story.” Zaph said with a monotonous voice.
“I’m all for a ghost story, how about you two?” Braze said, turning towards Casey and I. We both nodded in agreement, and stepped outside the tent. Milo, Pekka, and Iris were already surrounding a small fire.
“Hello all, we stepped outside because I wish to tell a scary tale around the fire.” Zaph said with a disturbing smile.
“Fine, I suppose.” Milo said as he curled into a ball on top of Pekka’s head.
“Allow me to begin….” Zaph said.
It was a dark, stormy night. Seven campers, and their counselor were travelling through the woods. They became lost in the woods, as the sun began to set. They decided to set up camp near a river, a tent for the counselor and a fat man, a tent for the girls, and a tent for the boys. The eight stood around a campfire, as one of the campers told a spooky story about a serial killer.
The Spider continued his tale of spooks, as the characters were picked off one by one.
The Counselor turned to the final camper, as the knife was risen in the air, and carved the body into a statue of his face.
The fire went out with a “Whoosh” as the sky went pitch black, clouds blocking the moon. When the clouds were out of the way, Zaph’s body was gone, just the skeleton of a Joltik. The reactions were quite amazing. Pekka screamed, Milo fell off of Pekka’s head, Iris hid behind Casey, Casey tried to act brave in front of the sight, and Braze was merely meditating. Mrina picked the worst timing to hop out of her tent.
“What I miss?” She asked, as Pekka, Iris, and Casey all proceeded to begin glaring at the bunny.
“What?” Mrina asked again, then she spotted the skeleton, and fainted.
“I’m not sure about you guys, but Mrina is pretty suspicious, having fainted or not.” Milo stated, standing up.
“But wait, this is similar to Zaph’s story, where the counselor, or in our case the host, was the killer.” Iris said, staring at Milo. Everyone began throwing accusations except for Braze. It was impossible to tell what anyone was saying, and I was about to scream, but I was beat to the punch.
Everything went dark once more, as Braze body was replaced by a skeleton, as was Pekka. Casey and Iris began holding each other, as Milo tried to stay calm. A note lay on the abomasnow skeleton, I swiftly picked it up.
“Stories are like secrets, some are truth, some are fictional.” It read. I instantly turned towards Milo.
“Who was the first killed?” I asked.
“In this nightmare, or the story Zaph told?” He asked, continuing his calm look, though fear lay in his eyes.
“The Story.” I said, swift and to the point.
“Then that would be the boy that was telling the story, and the suave Italian.” Milo said, the fear in his eye beginning to grow larger.
“That’s it, the murderer is…” I turned to point at Casey, to find his and Iris bodies replaced by skeletons as well.
“Then if it wasn’t Casey, or Iris, that leaves…” I felt fingers on my shoulder, I turned around to see Milo’s skeleton behind my back.
“M-Mrina, w-what’s going on?” I asked. I turned to see she was still there, lying on the ground in a fainted position.
“There’s no way she could stay in that position the entire time, and kill them.” I said to nobody in particular. A shadow moved in the forest, a small, swift body. I followed the shadow as it ran in a circle through the forest, leaping into the lake and out of sight.
“….what was that?” I asked, staring at the lake. Everything seemed quiet….too quiet. The beast leaped out of the water and directly towards me, at which point I proceeded to punch it. A small spider lay on the ground, but instead of being a Joltik’s normal yellow, it was black. I recognized that color scheme anywhere.
“Emeraldo, the jig is up. What have you done with my friends?” I called. The Spider simply stared at me, before a cackle came from its mouth.
“Please, you wish to say this is my doing, but in fact, this was your own.” He said, as a new shadow began to arise from the body. This new Shadow looked exactly like me, except an ominous purple aura surrounded it, and a grin far too vile replaced my usual smile.
“Hello Jameson. I would love to say ‘Long time no see’, but that would be lying, would it not?” The shadow asked as it moved around in circles.
“What are you, what happened to my friends?” I barked.
“This is merely a warning, Jameson. There’s more to come in your future you do not expect. Your friends will vanish, your heroes will fall, you will be your own demise.” He said, as the cackling continued.
I jolted awake, as I looked around to see Braze, Mrina, and Zaph were standing next to my bed.
“Where am I?” I asked, looking around.
“You ended up knocking yourself out last night during the camping trip, cut yourself on the arm.” Braze said, pointing to a bandaged spot on my arm.
“With a lack of supplies to fix you up, Zaph and Braze were asked to take you back and take care of you. I couldn’t stay back with the idea of you being hurt, so I came along.” Mrina said, with her normal sweet smile. I rubbed my forehead, before hopping out of my bed.
“I had a bizarre dream, where everyone died. There was an evil version of myself, and all sorts of crazy stuff. Oh yeah, I forgot the craziest part, Zaph was evil.” I said, and the four of us laughed.
“So everyone’s ok?” I asked.
“Yes, everyone is.” Zaph said, looking up innocently.
“Good, now how about we go get breakfast? We still have the croissants from last challenge.” I offered. Braze and Mrina nodded in agreement.
“You guys go on ahead, I’ll be with you.” Zaph said, before the three of us left. Something seemed off, so I stayed back and watched from the window of the cabin.
“Sir, I believe James is catching onto us. He says he had a bizarre dream while unconscious. His dark side might be trying to contact him, and warn him of our plot.” Zaph said into a small wrist watch.
“Why would that happen, Zapphire?” a deep voice asked.
“I’m not sure, but I’ll get to the bottom of it. I must leave now, farewell B.” Zaph replied.
“You too, Zapphirus.” The voice said, as Jotlik hid the wrist watch. I immediately darted for the food hall, where we usually ate, before Zaph could catch me spying. This proved I was in serious trouble though. Why was my dark side contacting me? What did Zaph have to do with B. Emeraldo? Why did my dream include the others, and camping? For these reasons I did not know, for now I simply would enjoy the croissants, and a cup of coffee.
I'm going to have to end this contest half an hour early so plan accordingly (if you pm me 30 minutes or less after I close it then I geuss I can accept it).
Camping Trip (Script Form)
(OOC: Written in script form because I'm a lazy cow. I am also going to assume for this challenge that I'm allowed to bunny other people's characters. Also, I believe that OOC moments will be pretty rampant, especially with Zaph and Braze.)
The seven contestants and Milo are on a rickety, smelly bus which looks as if it will fall apart any minute. They are on their way to the campsite.
Casey: This challenge is stupid.
Mrina:Well, it's alright really, I mean, we'll be off the bus in a few hours, right?
Casey: That's not the point. What I'm talking about is the camping part. Unless, of course, you are willing to, ah, have some fun with me over the--
*three seconds and many Dizzy Punches later*
Casey: *lying on floor, battered and bruised* Owowow...
Mrina: I hope that taught you another lesson, signore.
Milo: *turns around* Oh, you've reminded me of something, guys. Sleeping plans. I've decided that the best way to do this is to split you guys up into guys and girls. That's okay, right?
Iris: *looks at Mrina nervously* Uh... yay?
Braze: This is unacceptable! What on earth do you mean, I will be sharing with four others? I cannot be stuck with... with an obese Christmas tree, a mound of jelly, an Italian guy who hits on everyone he sees, and... and... that... that electric PEST!
Pekka: *stands up angrily* OI! Take that back, bastard! I am NOT a Christmas tree!
Iris: Oh, yes. You'll be sharing with a whopping four other people, Casey. It's a disaster. *snorts*
Zaph: I'm... I'm a pest? *sobs*
James: *facepalm* Oh dear...
The seven contests look upon their "campsite", which is in fact just a barrel wasteland.
Iris: I knew it. I knew this was going to happen.
Milo: Guys, this is where you're going to spend the next 18 or so hours of your life, so try to get comfortable. *tosses a tent each to Iris and James and a sleeping bag to each person* Here, tents and sleeping bags. Bye!
Zaph: Wait, so you're...?
Milo: Oh, didn't I tell you before? I'm gonna come back at around about noon tomorrow. You guys'll be on your own! Don't worry, you'll live! *hops on bus and drives off*
James: We're screwed...
Iris: Oh, hey, guys, you can have our tent. I've brought my own one. *throws tent to Braze*
Mrina: Uh... It's not one of your own inventions, is it?
Iris: Actually, it is. Don't worry, you'll love it.
Casey: Hey guys! I think we can all fit into the tent!
Braze: We have two tents, fool. Only four will be squeezing into one tent.
James: Excuse me? Did you just say four?
Braze: Yes, I did just say four. I will be sleeping in the other tent alone. You four can share.
Pekka: Hey! You can't make that decision yourself!
Braze: Yes, I can, as a matter of fact. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to undergo my daily training. *wanders off*
James: *sighs* I've never really liked that guy.
Zaph: Don't worry, we'll find a way through him!
Pekka: Of course we will. Guys, help me set up the tent!
Mrina: *enters Iris' tent* ...Woah.
*the tent has an overhead lamp hanging from the ceiling, a stove, a sink, and a coffee machine in the corner, the two sleeping bags laid out on the floor, and a CD player at the back*
Mrina: You... you designed all this yourself?
Iris: Oh, yeah, it's one of my newest creations. Hey, do you want some tea?
Mrina: But isn't that a coffee machine?
Iris: Works with tea just as well, though. But before that, you need to--
Mrina: Oh my god! This is so cool! I press this button, and then this one, and it's ready, right?
Iris: Actually, no, Mrina, no--
Mrina: *drinks cup of tea*
Iris: ...I drink my coffee with loads of sugar, so you need to switch off the sugar option...
Mrina: Ooh, I feel so... so bouncy! Bouncy and stuffs! Yay yay yaaaaay! Let's party! Iris, do you have any good CDs or something?
Iris: ...What the heck, yeah, I do. Like LMFAO?
Mrina: I don't mind, let's just PAR-TAAAY!
James: Guys, dinner's ready. Is Braze still not back yet?
Pekka: Nope. It doesn't really matter, anyway. *takes bite out of cucumber sandwich* Hey, this is actually quite nice!
James: Well of course it is, I made them myself, you know.
Zaph: But guys, we can't just let Braze starve to death!
Casey: He'll come back sometime soon, kiddo. Don't worry and just eat up.
Pekka: Hey, where did you get the cucumber sandwiches from, anyway? And aren't you gonna eat them?
James: *flushes* Oh... um... gotta go! *rushes out*
*back at Universe 11.1 campsite*
Milo: Huh? Where have all my face-cleansing cucumbers gone?
Mrina: PARTY ROCK INTO THE HOUSE TONIGHT~
Iris: Oh my god, what have I done? *drinks cup of tea and states at coffee machine* Maybe I should...?
Zaph: Hey, Braze. Are you there?
Zaph: Braze. It's me, Zaph. *walks up to Braze* Why don't you come to have dinner with us?
Braze: *turns around* I want to be alone, pest. Go away.
Zaph: Nope. I won't.
Braze: *turns around* I told you to go away, pest. Why are you not listening to me?
Zaph: Well... You never talk to any of us very often. So I was wondering if you wanted someone to talk to...
Braze: *snorts* You are very foolish and single-minded. I do not talk to people because I do not want to. Now leave me alone.
Zaph: Say the magic word, then!
Braze: The... magic word?
Zaph: Yeah! You know what it is!
Braze: ...No, I don't. I do not believe in magic.
Zaph: *giggles* Not like that! It starts with P...
Braze: I have no time for silly jokes. Now--
Zaph: Wrong! And it ends in E... And after P comes L...
Zaph: Oh, come on! You must know! After L comes E, but it's not the end...
Braze: *sighs and smiles slightly* ...Please?
Zaph: Yay! *hugs Braze* You got it right! See you back at the tent, then! *runs off*
Mrina: EEEEEEEEEEY SEXY LAAAAAADY~
Iris: OPPAN GANGNAM STYLE!
Pekka: Uh... I don't feel very well.
Casey: Actually, I don't either.
Pekka: *turns green*
Casey: *eyes widen* Oh, no, no, you are not, you will not--
Pekka: *vomits all over Casey*
Casey: *covered in vomit* ;A;
James: *enters girls' tent* Uh guys, could you-- what the?
Mrina: I GOTTA FEELING~
Iris: THAT TONIGHT'S GONNA BE A GOOD NIGHT,
Mrina & Iris: THAT IT'S GONNA BE A GOOD, GOOD NIGHT~~
James: Uh... guys? *spots coffee cups lying around* Crap, don't tell me...
Mrina: *catches sight of James* Hey honey, wanna dance with us~?
Iris: The more, the merrier~
James: *sweating* Uh, actually, I think I'll pass--
Mrina: I don't thiiiiink so! *drags James in*
James: Wh-wha-Mrina, Iris, just what have you two drunk, spiked coffee?
Iris: You got that right, pal! LET'S PARTY!!!
Zaph: So guys, what- woaaaaaah...
*Pekka and Casey are lying on the ground, fainted, both covered in vomit*
Zaph: EEK! Help! Help! HEEEEEELP! *runs around like a headless chicken until tripping over a rock and passing out*
Braze: *watching from a distance* And this is why I do not socialize with these lunatics.*
The next day...
Milo: *steps off bus* Hey guys, I'm back!
Milo: Uh, guys? Guys...?
Milo: YIKES! *jumps and turns around* Oh, it's just you... Where are all the others?
Braze: Well... you don't want to know, really.
Braze: *hurtling down the road at 80MPH on the rickety bus while trying to keep it in control* THIS IS EXACTLY WHY YOU DID NOT WANT TO KNOW, MILO!
The others are all passed out at the back of the bus, all of them stashed upon each other.
(OOC: Yes, it's very cracky, crappy, and fuelled by awesome music.)
Last edited by Azran Flame; 22nd September 2012 at 8:43 PM.