Of Divinations and Tribulations.
Thomas Rodgers and Penny Yates - Zone Three
The rustle of branches is the first thing the two notice as they awake from their deep induced slumbers. The area around them is coarse and thick with vegetation and flora. The trees, ranging from a variety of Oak to Maple, are very densely populated, most being at least five meters nearest to another. Around them, the smell of death begins to fill their noses as they most likely try and recover and decide where they are.
The corpse of a deer, young, but a buck, its antlers still growing out from spring lies on its side, its entrails exposed and rotting. A horde of flies surrounds the corpse, and you can easily see the white-spots of maggots riggling around in its insides. All of a sudden, a speaker pops. The voice of a young girl, haunting and strange emanates from the collars that encase your necks. Did I forget to mention the collars?
"Hi! You lucky people have been chosen! I won't tell you why or how, but you've been chosen for an experiment!" The young girl giggles. "Now, I know you might think. 'Oh god, get this collar off my neck!' or, 'Jesus Christ, what is going on' but those thoughts aren't relevant for now. Now, now. Don't go and try taking those off your neck, or else... lets just say the results will be explosive!"
Shawn Burnham and Dr. Kaikaus - Zone One
"Now you must learn the rules of this experiment! I don't want to see any of you doing anything naughty, or.. gasp, eating anyone, that would be bad! No, but other than that, anything goes!" The voice echoes throughout the area around you. The burbling of a nearby crook, over the rise nearby is evident and loud. The land is sparsely populated, other than some dry trees, but the sun above you seems odd, somehow. The clouds cast the earth in a gray haze, making the world around you seem almost as if you were in a dream. Maybe you are in a nightmare?
"Anyway. That collar around your neck is injecting you slowly with poison! Tee-hee!" The girls enthusiasm is overbearing, as if you can feel her eye staring at you, her face grinning widely. "You've got twenty-four hours in total before the effects become harmful! If you don't manage to kill someone within twenty-four hours and take a temporary antidote from them, you'll experience.. uh..." You can hear the shuffling of papers in the background. "Severe diarrhea, severe nausea. Vomiting, cramps, bleeding from the eyes and nose, oh, and fingernails! Within six hours of that, you'll die!"
Travence Girt and Mike Latram - Zone Six
"Still, you'd better be quick on your toes! The people around you aren't the only ones who are your enemies! Be wary of the land around you, for dangerous beasties prowl the lands! Golly, the things in here even scare me senseless! Good thing I'm in here, and you're out there, huh?" The sound of the coast nearby almost manages to take over the voice of the girl. The smell of sea salt and the taste in the air is evident that you're next to the coast. But, in the distance you can see the top of a... castle?
Indeed, a castle, jutting over the edge of the ocean, defying the sea and its power by standing tall and mighty. The castle, however pride it is, still stands in almost ruins. The left-most tower is crumbling, barely retaining its former shape as it slowly is overtaken by age and the harshness of the sea. However far you can see out onto the ocean is not far enough. There is no other sign of land at all, not even a glimpse. If only Wilson were here.
"So... will you curl up and cry like a little baby? Or will you become triumphant and stand tall and proud! The choice is yours, my friends."
Alex Frendali and ****** - Zone Four
The rushing of a river is close by, almost overpowering. Around you, the land is marshy and slick. The land is almost flooded, with an inch or two of water between your shoes. In the distance, you can see a few water-birds, majestic, but... still, something is wrong with them. Almost as if its hard to look at them for long. Just... something about their razor-sharp beaks... their keen eyes. I'd be careful if I were you.
"But don't fret, little babies! You've got one major advantage! Look in your left and right pocket. You'll find one super-important thing! A Tarot Card!" Her gasp of surprise is very childish, almost as if she mocks you. "It'll be the most important tool you have here on this island, so use it well! Now, in your left is a tape player. There should be one inside it already, make sure to listen to it! It'll give you some clues on your card, and tell you where to find your next tape recorder. "
"Hmm... other than that... uh. Good luck, and try not to die! Hee! Oh, almost forgot! Make sure to check near you, you might find an item that will help you!"
The rustle of branches is the first thing the two notice as they awake from their deep induced slumbers. The area around them is coarse and thick with vegetation and flora. The trees, ranging from a variety of Oak to Maple, are very densely populated, most being at least five meters nearest to another. Around them, the smell of death begins to fill their noses as they most likely try and recover and decide where they are.
The corpse of a deer, young, but a buck, its antlers still growing out from spring lies on its side, its entrails exposed and rotting. A horde of flies surrounds the corpse, and you can easily see the white-spots of maggots riggling around in its insides. All of a sudden, a speaker pops. The voice of a young girl, haunting and strange emanates from the collars that encase your necks. Did I forget to mention the collars?
"Hi! You lucky people have been chosen! I won't tell you why or how, but you've been chosen for an experiment!" The young girl giggles. "Now, I know you might think. 'Oh god, get this collar off my neck!' or, 'Jesus Christ, what is going on' but those thoughts aren't relevant for now. Now, now. Don't go and try taking those off your neck, or else... lets just say the results will be explosive!"
"Now you must learn the rules of this experiment! I don't want to see any of you doing anything naughty, or.. gasp, eating anyone, that would be bad! No, but other than that, anything goes!" The voice echoes throughout the area around you. The burbling of a nearby crook, over the rise nearby is evident and loud. The land is sparsely populated, other than some dry trees, but the sun above you seems odd, somehow. The clouds cast the earth in a gray haze, making the world around you seem almost as if you were in a dream. Maybe you are in a nightmare?
"Anyway. That collar around your neck is injecting you slowly with poison! Tee-hee!" The girls enthusiasm is overbearing, as if you can feel her eye staring at you, her face grinning widely. "You've got twenty-four hours in total before the effects become harmful! If you don't manage to kill someone within twenty-four hours and take a temporary antidote from them, you'll experience.. uh..." You can hear the shuffling of papers in the background. "Severe diarrhea, severe nausea. Vomiting, cramps, bleeding from the eyes and nose, oh, and fingernails! Within six hours of that, you'll die!"
"Still, you'd better be quick on your toes! The people around you aren't the only ones who are your enemies! Be wary of the land around you, for dangerous beasties prowl the lands! Golly, the things in here even scare me senseless! Good thing I'm in here, and you're out there, huh?" The sound of the coast nearby almost manages to take over the voice of the girl. The smell of sea salt and the taste in the air is evident that you're next to the coast. But, in the distance you can see the top of a... castle?
Indeed, a castle, jutting over the edge of the ocean, defying the sea and its power by standing tall and mighty. The castle, however pride it is, still stands in almost ruins. The left-most tower is crumbling, barely retaining its former shape as it slowly is overtaken by age and the harshness of the sea. However far you can see out onto the ocean is not far enough. There is no other sign of land at all, not even a glimpse. If only Wilson were here.
"So... will you curl up and cry like a little baby? Or will you become triumphant and stand tall and proud! The choice is yours, my friends."
The rushing of a river is close by, almost overpowering. Around you, the land is marshy and slick. The land is almost flooded, with an inch or two of water between your shoes. In the distance, you can see a few water-birds, majestic, but... still, something is wrong with them. Almost as if its hard to look at them for long. Just... something about their razor-sharp beaks... their keen eyes. I'd be careful if I were you.
"But don't fret, little babies! You've got one major advantage! Look in your left and right pocket. You'll find one super-important thing! A Tarot Card!" Her gasp of surprise is very childish, almost as if she mocks you. "It'll be the most important tool you have here on this island, so use it well! Now, in your left is a tape player. There should be one inside it already, make sure to listen to it! It'll give you some clues on your card, and tell you where to find your next tape recorder. "
"Hmm... other than that... uh. Good luck, and try not to die! Hee! Oh, almost forgot! Make sure to check near you, you might find an item that will help you!"
