Just reread through the instructions for thoroughness and was curious about a particular section.

When you say: "In this round, each participant will literally tell a story OF their actions 24 hours ago."

Will we be writing as if everything has already happened or will we be writing about the 24 hours ago up until this point?

Some quick clarification would be appreciated if you can get back to me on that so I can have a viable starting point.

Hm. I can make that work with a virtual city underground theme.

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Hm. I can make that work with a virtual city underground theme.

That...actually is one of my ideas. But oh well, I still got a lot of stock plots to go from.

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Will we be writing as if everything has already happened or will we be writing about the 24 hours ago up until this point?

Your choice. It's open to interpretation :I

A part of me died inside of regret for deleting a particular section of my writing...*sighs*...well thank you Hewitt. I'll be getting back to writing. (May also request for an extention due to projects that interfere with my schedule. We will have to see but just a heads up.)

Despite severe exhaustion, harshness still cut through Hollywood’s words like a katana as his trigger finger twitched, virtually squeezing it in a fatal blast, “Because we both know I know this was you.”

Pale as a long dead corpse with shaking hands, he had to fight even to keep conscious, much less hold his aim on Titus. Of the six, only four had told their stories, and the small handgun he clutched already felt like an anvil he was balancing. It seemed like the blood in his arms was oil set ablaze, but he had no choice but to fight the burning anguish. Crimson fluids were leaking out of his gut and he was in desperate need of healing from the possession two people over, but the only way he would get that was by recovering trust. He’d either catch a bullet or bleed to death if he failed to do so. “But ya know what, I’ll follow suit with the rest of ya. I’ll take you through my entire day, just so you get to feel your dam of lies break behind you.”

“So,” He continued, taking a deep inhale, only to cringe as it irritated a lung, causing a pair of coughs to speckle blood on his shoulder, “I don’t know what your cell here was, but mine was my bedroom in my apartment. Nightmares haunted my mind like a poltergeist as I slept on my top bunk. Every night I dreamed my brother’s death, every night I saw him suffer, and every night I saw him die in front of me as I could do nothing.” He paused for a moment as he wiped mouth on his sleeve, but drew his gaze to Haku’s before proceeding, barely catching hers in return. “Believe me when I say there’s nothing as horrible as a child’s scream. But this isn’t even just some child to me. This is my little brother, someone I’d gladly give the world for, give my heart and soul for. Love isn’t a word that’s easy for me to say, but I love him, and it kills me to even think he could be in pain. I have no motive for this. Risking my life here by betraying all of you would keep me from keeping him safe.”

Finally, his eyes left the only girl in the group, traveling from man to man, “But I have every motive for wanting to send the Host to Hell.” His left arm slid off his waist, wiping the blood soaking it onto his pants before returning it, grimacing as the pressure sent a fresh wave of pain through his body. “And like I said,” He finally added, his hazel irises finding Demonic, “I have an alibi.”

“I didn’t even know anyone else was trapped before the Hermit broke me out of my room.” He took a moment to clarify as he switched which hand was clotting his stomach and which was keeping Titus in his iron sights, a weak grin shadowing his mouth when his eyes locked with the man again, “Who he got them from, but he strapped a bomb on my wall and here’s why. Not counting all of you now, there’s a grand total of three people who know the face behind my mask. I’m one of them, and another’s family. That’s why he wanted me in the heist. I’m obscure as a gladiator and unknown as a man. I had the best bet of passing as a guard undercover at the Sub-Center. I may have been young, but so were most of them.”

“The issue was, we didn’t have a uniform for me to slip into at that point, and we didn’t have enough intel for me to wing a lie either,” Rolling his shoulder, Roy’s face contorted as the movement pulsed anguish into his body. Taking a quick glance behind him, he hobbled back, extremely careful not to let his left foot touch the ground as he bit his lip hard to keep the pain inside, “And that’s where Lucario and…” The wounded man’s mind drifted as it suddenly dawned on him that there was still someone in the group he didn’t even have an alias for.

His gaze almost turned damning when it fell on the Crystal Warrior. “You. You both came into play. The two of you were sent out to find an isolated guard because Luke could sense…” His eyes trailed off as he fished for the word, “Aura, was it?”

The question was returned with a nod from the other youth, so after readjusting himself on the wall, Roy continued, “After we all crept out of our prison and you two went off to pick off an isolated watchman at the Center, the Hermit led the rest of us to his house after taking a few of his pain pills.” Giving him a somber moment of silence, his eyes trailed to the fallen man. “I’ll never forget the chance you took to save our lives. Thank you, I only wish you were still here, standing with-” Another cough cut him off, and after blinking a few times, he hoarsely added “us” before continuing with the story. “He explained that we were all actually in a massive dome underwater, and the only way out was to get out hands on a submarine. It was going to be the key to the surface. The issue was, the docks were heavily guarded, and even if we managed to get to a sub, we’d need to get a key from the captain.” Wincing as his arm moved, he pulled his aim off Titus as he dug into his pocket, pulling out what looked like a janitor's set of keys and tossing them in the center of the group. A faint, proud grin crawled up his face as they jingled on the ground.

“Elf, Luke, we were discussing how we were going to get intel out of who you brought back the whole time you were gone. In the end however, we concluded that if good cop bad cop failed he might talk to someone he thought was on his side, and seeing how I already got the undercover job anyway, that had to be me. You must’ve been grilling the kid for an hour or two before I finally got the green light, so I headed into the restroom to make my part a little more believable. I clogged the sink, filled it with water and held my head under until I thought I was going to black out.”

Although Hollywood didn’t mean to, he chuckled a little at what was coming. “But I guess I should’ve warned you I was coming out in just my boxers,” He apologized to Haku, feeling karma radiate in his nerves, “Your face was bright red when I strolled out of there! I’m sorry, I’ll take that as an official my bad.”

“Now, I forget what the official excuse Demonic came up with was, but Titus lobed me into the room like I was a baseball when it was given, so I think that’s fair. Pointy-ears and Luke both left, and while I was vomiting water, our captive started asking me rapid fire questions. I told him you guys picked me up three days ago when I was getting ready for my first day. I was shaking and talking as frantically as possible as I pulled myself upright against the wall. I told him you were going to kill me if I didn’t give you what you needed to know, I said that you stripped me of my uniform and that you’d been waterboarding me for hours to get me to talk.” A tear rolled down his cheek as a grin renewed and expanded, “And that’s how you seal a deal lady and gentlemen. I told him straight up that I just wanted to see my girl one last time before I died, and then he asked me what you asked me. I said you wanted me to give up the keys, but then Titus stormed back into the room.”

Hollywood’s eyes instantly narrowed as they scanned the room, “Which reminds me, who’s bright idea was it for him to shoot me? I don’t care that it worked, that shit hurt like hell! The least you could’ve done was warn me before hand!” Another thought struck him when his eyes hit Haku though. “Did I even thank you for healing it though?” She shook her head. “Oh. Whoops. Sorry.”

“Rumor had it that it worked at least,” Hollywood sighed, his eyes drifting down where the gunshot wound used to be, just above the current bleeding gash. His face contorted as it made him nauseous, “The guy got all defensive for me and blurted we’d never get the keys from the captain and that he cared more about his men than the world around him. They were his family, and he was going to get us for this. Someone said he threw in ‘you bastards’ a few times? It wasn’t much, but it confirmed not everyone knew each other and gave me a way to get close to him.”

“Now, if I remember right, we left him in locked the Hermit’s basement,” He almost sounded like he was asking a question as he observed the group, “But that night, our mutual friend went over the blueprints for the Sub-Center and we discussed the plan. He said he only saw them once, but he never forgot a thing. The whole building was practically a fort at the far end of the dome, guards patrolling it all hours of the day with a huge tower in the dead center. At the top was where the captain’s quarters were, where we’d get out keys.” Hollywood nodded at the ring he tossed in the center of the room, but a cough, harsher than the ones before it buckled his knees and slid him down an inch on the wall before he could comment on it.

He let out a low groan, rubbing his waist and rolling his shoulder as he tried to stabilize himself again. A curse under his breath preceded the rest of what he said. “But while he was in the top, our getaway was down here,” Deadly silent, he had to clear his throat before his voice had any volume at all, “The Hermit warned of palm readers, security cameras, laser systems, and of course the patrols. They were closed circuit within the entire Center though, so if we could get someone to the security they could shut down the system. Someone had to get the keys, and someone had to take them out at practically the same time, otherwise they would be on high alert before we could get those jingly things, or they would hunt and mow us down as soon as we did.”

“And so the teams were made,” Growing out of breath, Hollywood took a minute as he slowly placed his gun in his armpit. Taking a few deep breaths, he felt a prang of pain before reaching into his pocket, pulling out a handful of pills. Rolling them around in his palm he almost looked at them pleadingly, but suddenly his eyes clamped shut and he cupped the pills. Two violent hacks rocked his body, stealing his balance and knocking him on rear as his firearm clanked next to him, thankfully not going off. Moaning as his gaze drifted to his oozing gut, he finally brought the pills to his mouth, biting one in half and swallowing before spitting the rest of it out. “I really wanted to keep that crap outta my system,” He muttered, staying seated as he pocketed the rest, picking his gun back up, “But this is just killing me…

“The original plan was that I was going to go under to get the keys, and then break out the north window where I’d be caught and reunite with Haku and Titus. Demonic, Luke and Elf were going to break into the security room underground with The Hermit,” Hollywood moaned as he shifted, “How you two were convinced to flip is beyond me, but future reference, if the healer of the group is traded between teams keep everyone in freaking the loop. I walked into that tower thinking I was going to get caught by wind and healed when I landed. Seriously guys, what the hell? Not counting our guard’s uniform and the gun it came with, all I brought were scissors and a handful of painkillers.”

“But yeah, I wasn’t aware of the switch,” Hazel eyes glared on Titus, “But I’d bet my ass that was you too, especially because I specifically mentioned I’d probably need to swing by a pharmacy to pick up something to-” Another pair of coughs interrupted him, but he picked right back up as he wiped the blood off his mouth, “Hold me over to Haku. After a good night’s sleep I woke up bright and early to change into the guard uniform and checked the medicine cabinet to try to save myself a trip.” Hollywood tried to stand back up but as agony pierced him like a knife he stopped instantly with a yelp, “Guess I should’ve made it anyway,” He grumbled, “That shit is not helping. After grabbing the scissors from the cabinet and waking you and Haku up, I headed out.”

“I know I’m my own alibi for a bit here, but I never asked you to stay behind and I wouldn’t’ve objected if you walked with me for a bit,” He shrugged, immediately regretting it as a general soreness flared into more of a spike, “But,” Hollywood’s voice cracked and he rubbed his shoulder, his voice returning to its usual deepness as the jolt dulled, “I made it a point to check in periodically. It took me a few hours to get to the tower on account of leaving you guys the car, but I got there without much problem. I got ID’ed at the door, but I got away with not having it by frantically saying I got jumped a few nights ago and it was stolen. I made up an alias on the way there, Jayden Patterson, and I stuck with it. I told the guy at the gate that I had to warn the captain about an assassination plot tonight, that they were planning on using my ID to slip in when they could hide in the darkness. Eventually, he let me in. Granted, he did it when I was down fifty bucks.”

“At that point, the key objective was the lay low until I got to the captain’s quarters. It took some time, but I managed to find the stairs and I started to climb from there. For the record, there was an elevator, but I feel like that would’ve looked a little shady if I was just chilling out with that button up at the top all lit up. A few people I passed asked me why I didn’t just take it, but I said I’ve had the shits all week and I didn’t want to risk it. They let it go. I finally stepped out on the ninth floor and made my way to the bathroom,” Hollywood groaned a curse as he set his gun down beside him, clutching his waist as he sunk lower on the wall. His voice was weak and pathetic as he continued, “I had to make sure it was empty, but once I did, I locked a stall and pulled out my scissors. Does anyone even remember the name of the guy we caught? I’m getting sick of just calling him our guard.”

“Jerry?”

“Thank you. Well I remembered Jerry mentioned there was nothing the captain wouldn’t do for a wounded man… so…” Hollywood’s eyes slowly crept to his front right pocket, either cringing at a memory or his current predicament, “I used the scissors I brought. I must’ve paced around in that stall for about ten minutes before I finally had the guts to draw blood. I was shaking, ya know? I’m not a masochist, it’s not something I’d ever do on my own. The first cut was more of a petrified paper one, so I got goosebumps knowing I’d have to do it again. The second slice was… situationally better? But still nothing serious enough to see the captain. Eventually, after saying a long prayer... I finally managed a real stab.” Hollywood paused for almost a full minute, pulling his hand off his gut, soaking wet in the fresh crimson. Grimacing, he put it back. “It’s still bleeding. I have no problem admitting I fell to the ground screaming, although I forget the curse I used.” Another pause. “Probably the F-bomb.”

“I fired two shots from my gun at the air vent after staggering out,” Hollywood continued, closing his mouth on a few coughs, making his cheeks puff and vocal cords ache with each one. Spitting the accumulated blood in his oral cavity to his left, he tried to pick back up, but another pair caught him by surprize, blasting through his lungs in a sudden explosion of agony. Rubbing his burning throat, he finally forced the quiet, scratchy words, “It had to be real. A guard bolted in the room by the time I got to the door, but all I told him was that I had a dire need to see the captain, refusing to just let him relay the message. The man escorted me there with only a little hesitation, but still bombarded me with questions. He did call for a doctor over his radio though. Half wish I waited for him at his point…”

“There were-” Roy hacked into his shoulder as he tried to clear his throat, but the moment he turned his neck back, another rocked his body, quickly followed by a brutal follow up. Groaning, he set his firearm beside him as he slid further down the wall, practically laying against it. “There were tw-” Yet again a cannon of noise shot from his mouth, only this one had no gap between it and the next. Coughs exploded out of him rapidfire, hurting him like a bodybuilder boxing his stomach. Trying to steal a quick breath, a shallow, cold air agitated his throat, bringing forth a fresh wave, making him cringe in anguish with eac

Oh well back to the old setup, I like it :D

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Titus clutched the revolver into his hands, his finger ready on the trigger as the five other battered people stood before him. The Hermit had been long dead now, lying on the hard concrete ground. They had been locked at each other like this for some time now. The other 4 were a bit more occupied with their own accusing, but Titus was aimed at one specific person.

The young hazel eyed man looked down the barrel of his gun. By looking at where the gun was pointed and how close they were, It would probably go straight through Titus’ heart. Titus had his gun aimed at the young man’s head, so he wasn’t worried about him pulling the trigger because he would do the same.
Titus looked around to find a total circle of the six people, all pointing one gun at the other. Meaning there would be at the very least one person dead. Because someone had to have sabotaged this whole thing.

“Hollywood, I suggest you put the gun down,” Titus said coldly.

“I’m sorry Titus, but that’s not going to happen,” Hollywood replied.

Silence ensued. All that was heard was the occasional shuffling of the six people. The door was right in front of them, but all of them knew that if one made a run for it, he or she would be shot at. So they just stood there, in utter and total silence in the dim hallway that lead to freedom.

Lucario was the first to speak up. “So who did it?” he asked simply.

Titus smiled at the question. He craned his neck and looked around at all of them before looking back into the hazel eyes of Hollywood.

“I think I might know,” Titus replied.

And with that, Titus recounted everything within the past 24 hours.


“I woke up in my house, which was meant to be a prison. But it’s not like I was awake enough to see it. Horrid dreams of Sidney and all the times we had together coursed through my mind. But that was only a few seconds. The whole rest of the time I was sleeping was…the agonizing pain of me killing her in all my rage. I didn’t remember it perfectly until that dream. God, it was horrible.“ He said with anguish, his voice low.

“After what seemed like years, I finally woke up, stretched, and got myself out of bed. There, I met the others, and the hermit. He looked like your average hobo; Yellow teeth, old torn up clothes and a musky smell to match. But he was a nice old man who wanted to get the gang back to the surface. “

Titus craned his head towards Hollywood, glaring into his eyes.

“Along with him was a young, wild haired, hazel eyed man. The Hermit had found him wandering, and he had been told that this man, Roy, or Hollywood, as he liked to be called, was his name, was stuck in the underground along with the round participants. He didn’t go into details of how, so The Hermit took Hollywood along to bring him to the surface as well.

The Hermit told us about where they were, and the key to getting out of there. When he said key, he meant it literally. There was a key, inside of a virtual city, locked in a tower. At the other end of said city, was a dimly lit hallway that lead to a door. A locked door that could only be unlocked with the key.”

Titus chuckled. “How cliché.”

“The tower was heavily armed by guards, so it wasn’t like we could just waltz in there guns blazing. We had to be tactical about things.”
Titus looked around at the others.

“As you know, We all had their own duties and teams, each listed on a piece of paper.

Dominic and I were the pure powerhouses. We were mainly for the disposal of the guards if our initial distraction and sneak in method didn’t work. If things really got bad, Dominic was supposed to use his signature scream

Haku was the healer. Since she seemed to be an all around well skilled fighter, she probably could have helped me and Dom. But she was mostly used to heal the wounded allies.

The Crystal Warrior was to help with a distraction of the guards. He would be the leader powerhouse of the distraction.

Hollywood was the ranged guy. He was supposed to hit the guards that remained from the distraction at a distance so the others could rush in.

Lucario was the driver of the getaway car, and the strategic leader of the distraction. I knew him from our previous times together, and I knew he could be of use that way. His brainpower was pretty strong. Also, he could get away from the wheel and shoot the guards with aura spheres.

The Hermit would stay in the car at all times and not get into any scuffles. He had to stay alive to give us directions from place to place, pretty much like a GPS.

You all know the list, I just thought I’d repeat it incase anybody forgot.”


“The distraction itself, was a bit of a risky one, if you ask me. Once we all got to the tower, The Crystal Warrior was to begin attacking the guards. After a large mob formed around the man, he was to run away, where Luke was instructed to be at the drivers seat already. The Hermit had told us the people guarding the tower were almost like police men and soldiers, so they would try to book the law breakers, AKA The Crystal Warrior at this point in time. The Hermit also knew that the police had police cars and the army had tanks. It would be risky, but doing this would drastically reduce the amount of guards in the process and essentially allow Me, Dom, Haku and Hollywood to roll in.” Titus breathed in, to capture his breath, his iron sights still aimed dead at Hollywood.

“After the distraction was made, there would probably be an estimated half of the guards left. That was where Hollywood was supposed to come in. We all knew their were guards inside, but that would be worried about afterwards. At that point we would be worried about the outside guards. But, there was the sentries at the four corners of the tower too. That was where Hollywood would come in, putting out the sentries with carefully aimed blowgun darts. But since he only was limited to four, he’d have to hit them spot on, leaving Dom and I to deal with the guards and Haku to heal accordingly.

Next came the entrance. If it all happened according to plan, there would be no alarms sounding, and Dom and I would be able to enter stealthily while Haku and Hollywood would stand guard outside. The Hermit had told us that the tower was pretty much just a few rooms and a flight of stairs. We didn’t have to do much but just find the stairs, go up there, and eliminate any guards in our way. Eventually, we’d get to the key, grab it, and get the hell out of there. Haku would call when we were in for Luke and The Crystal Warrior to make their way back, so that by the time we ran out with the key, they’d be just pulling up. We’d definitely have to out drive some guards, but The Hermit knew the rest of the way, and he would lead us to the hallway. The hallway had a shield that only real human people could pass through, meaning that the guards wouldn’t be able to get through it or shoot any projectiles through it. Then, we would simply open the door with the key and walk out to the beautiful surface once again.

Now, that was the plan, in case anyone forgot the specifics of that as well. But, As much as we all wanted this to happen, at least I hope everyone here remembers, that’s not how it happened at all” Titus glared at Hollywood. “Was it, Roy?”

“Hold up a second,” Hollywood replied, “Just because we had a few problems in the plan doesn’t mean I’m at fault here.”

Titus chuckled. “You may have all of these guys fooled, but they don’t know what went down. They were all either gone or knocked out to notice.”

Roy growled. “What evidence do you have on me, demon boy?”

“Let me finish the goddamned story and I’ll be able to tell you” Titus snarled back. He cleared his throat and began again.

“Anyway. When we made it to the town in the awesome Hummer, I thought things were gonna start getting better. I was hoping we’d get out of there soon though, because that goddamned virtual city didn’t seem the place for me. Every once in a while you’d see it glitch and a building disappear for a split second. Or a car. Or anything really. I was hoping the road wouldn’t disappear on us. I mean, if it wasn’t virtual, it’d be beautiful. Amazing sky line, tall buildings, lush grasses…” Titus stopped, looking around at the others. They were too anxious for all of these descriptions.

“Sorry, I’m getting ahead of myself. Anyway, we all know what happened when we got there. The Crystal Warrior went in and hit a few guards. He accidentally killed some with his freakish elf strength, but hey, it pissed them off more so why complain? Just as planned, almost all of the guards on the outside chased him down, their feet stomping against the road as they got into their cars. Hell, they even brought out some tanks. I thought the old man was kidding when he mentioned tanks. And there was Luke, already having the Hummer ready with The Hermit in the back seat, giving us the thumbs up. And with that, it was only me, Dom, Haku and Hollywood left. We all had our roles, and we had to make sure we got the key before the guards began to realize it was a distraction.

So, Haku, Dom and I begin to take our positions. We stood right outside of entrance to the tower, which was now fully opened as planned. The Hermit said that was one of the glitches in the system: The door never closed if over half of the guards were gone. Stupid glitch, I know, but it worked out.” He chuckled a bit.

Anyway, Hollywood began shooting his blowguns at the sentries a few feet away at a perched point. The sentries didn’t seem to powerful since they broke at ease. He had three down, and me and Dom were about to begin the disposal of the guards. Suddenly, Dom started acting strange. He began to straggle around and seemed to be dizzy. I quickly looked at his neck to find…One of Hollywood’s blow darts.” Titus’ glare fell back on Roy, wanting to pull the trigger on him now, but knowing that would just ruin his chances at trust.

“I was shocked at this. Haku went over to heal him, thinking he was hurt. Before she got to him I quickly took the dart out of his neck. I didn’t want to cause a mass panic, to be honest with you. In hindsight, I probably should have just kept it in there. By this time, Hollywood was down with us, apologizing for the ‘accident’ he had caused. Looking into his eyes, I somehow knew that he was lying. I somehow knew he wanted to smirk instead of frown. I somehow knew that when he suggested going with me to get the key, that it was a big mistake. But what choice did I have? It had been two minutes since The Crystal Warrior and Lucario had left. We were running out of time. So, I reluctantly agreed, telling Haku to just stay put with Dom and call Luke and Warrior to begin their return, and he took the blow dart out of my pocket, quickly taking out the final sentry. All of this happened right under Haku’s nose, as again, I didn’t want anyone to begin panicking. Though my curiousness at Hollywood was peaked.” Roy growled at Titus, seeming to want to shoot Titus just as bad as he wanted to shoot him.

“After we took down the last sentry, he and I took down the last five or six guards outside that stuck around. I must admit, Hollywood is a swell fighter. Even without the blow darts, he was still able to knock out a few guards strategically with some surprise blows to the head with the blowgun itself. I took down the other half. One I knocked clean out with a chop to the temple, one I threw into a back wall, and one I just plain stabbed. They were only virtual, so I felt no remorse in disposing of them.

It was only a short amount of time before we got into the tower, which we just kicked open. Jesus, they needed to reinforce their doors better. Surprisingly, there was no resistance, even though I was sure the door being kicked to the ground was loud. Maybe we had eliminated them all after all. I shrugged it off and went up the stairs with Hollywood.”

“Fuck…three or four grueling flights of stairs later, we made it to the top. The top was pretty well kept. Not much dirt on the floors except the dirt from our feet. The walls had a nice purple wallpaper, and the hall was brightly lit. There was only one room in this upstairs hall, and it didn’t even have a door.

Inside the room, it was the same purple wallpaper, except the rest of the room was bare. Only mahogany wood on the floors and no decorations or additions, except for the pedestal that held the key, shining in a claw that held it in place. Before I even had a chance to go for it, Hollywood sprinted at it, grabbing it in his hands and cheering happily.”

“Okay, so what was the issue in that?” Hollywood interrupted.

“Jesus Christ would you let me finish the goddamned story?” Titus growled.

“No,” he replied. He put his finger over the trigger, except this time more ready to shoot. “I think we’ve heard enough.”

Titus sighed. Maybe he had taken too long, and the others did seem a bit impatient about the whole situation at this point. He had taken too long, he should have cut to the chase. And now, he was going to die. He breathed in a few deep breaths and stood up straight, bracing himself for the shot that was going into his heart and other multiple shots.

“Let him finish his story.” Luke suddenly interjected, much to Titus‘ relief. “Maybe there’s something at the end that we need to know, and you don’t want us to know.”

Luke glared at Roy, who seemed to growl at the interjection, his eyes looking at him with amazing anger. Titus looked at Luke, surprised. He smiled slightly and gave him a nod in thanks before craning his head back to Hollywood. He noticed sweat beading down his face. Maybe he knew he was about to be found out.

“Now, let me continue after I was so rudely interrupted…and almost killed.

Once Hollywood got the key, he ran out of the room and downstairs as fast as he could. I began to follow, but then I heard voices. Hollywood’s voice and….The Host’s voice?

I looked down from halfway up the stairs, from the railing. There was Hollywood, standing there. A key in one hand, and some device in the other. Out of the device was a hologram of a person. I concluded that it was the Host.

“-Now, you must be the first one to the hallway, bringing The Hermit with you, and finish the plan” The Host was saying.

“I will. Hollywood out.” He replied. Surprisingly enough, he didn’t even see me. He put the hologram device into his pocket and ran out. Somehow, running out caused the alarms to blare. Maybe the key could only stay in the tower? I didn’t know and I didn’t care, I just had to get out of there because I was seeing guards popping up from in here now.

I sighed heavily and ran out the door, where you all were waiting for me and Hollywood outside the car. I wanted to tell you guys right then and there that he was speaking with the Host, but we didn’t have time, much to my dismay. He got in first, taking the last seat in the Hummer. So yeah, that thump you heard on the top of the car was me getting on the roof, incase you didn’t notice when it happened.” Titus chuckled, remembering the others jumping, thinking he was an enemy.

“Those goddamn cop cars and tanks chased us for miles. I had counted them too. Ten cars, two tanks. All vehicles were the average color, but every once in a while it would glitch and one would disappear, reappearing about ten feet farther up. We were lucky we made it out of there alive, without the cars hitting us once. I’m also lucky I didn’t fall off the roof, good thing I had a good grip with

Now that I can finally comment on here (the reply box didn't exist for me on the other setup of SP), I wanted to say that I'm not dead. I'm just really busy because I had several college (and SP) related projects that piled up on me. I know I'm late and I apologize for that, I'm still working on my part and I'll take whatever punishment you see fit to bestow upon me.

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Great...Here comes the massive tests combo! Chenistry, a BIG english test and not to mention the Moral Education-Geography-History c-c-combo attacks. Consecutively. Fuuuuu

That, and I'm working on it~ I mean it. And same as Nikx, I don't mind any penalties. Chances of my winning is slim anyway. And...Codincx and Birt? >.>

I'll post this now. I am allowed to modify it until Brit posts his entry, right?

FYI, in case you didn't see my Winner's Bracket announcement: the Forum retcon has been an unexpected annoyance so in lieu of that I'm going to extend this round if necessary. But I won't say just yet. Keep writing for now and don't worry about the default impending deadline

lol are you guys dead over here XD

I'm getting rather annoyed that Crank and I's battle has had over 100 views, but no votes.

I will rectify this, stay tuned.

Can anyone get in contact with the other participants of this place. If no one will come forth, I will shut this thing down.

I shall be the good patron and find these people. Wherever they have gone.

By the way, might as well take Gamer out. He's already given me the reigns to The Lost Wanderers due to epic life cockblock, I'm not entirely sure if he can finish this.