"Girl #17 Noda"
"Boy #18 Seto"
"Girl #18 Fujiyoshi"
"Boy #19 Kawada"
"Girl #19 Sekiguchi"
"Boy #20 Oritotsuke" (elm you are up)

"I am h-here!" Oritotsuke exclaimed, with a slight stammer in his voice. He made his way to the front of the room, and took his bag from the guard, his hands only slightly shaking.

Oritotsuke walked quickly out of the building, with slight beads of sweat on his forhead and his eyes slightly unfocused, probably from having his contacts in this whole time.

He picked his way south of the school, and looked through the bag he was given. He placed the laminated map necklace around his neck, and put the dry erase pen into his pocket. He left the canteen, buns and beef jerky in the bag, and pulled out the Beretta. "A...gun. Wow. This'll be just like when I pwned those guys in Halo 2, if I could see right, that is..."

The rest of the students colected their packs as the video called their name. Kitano and the soldiers moved to the control room. Kitano picked up the microphone.

[b]The game has begun, anything goes. The time is 4 a.m. The First Danger zone is D-6.

Status / Position: Fine (unarmed) / E7 (going SE to F8)

With a quick glance at the map she dug out first, Kaori realized that they started off pretty well, making their controlled area the danger zone. Kaori figured she had distanced herself enough from that particular portion of the map and sorted through her things, coming up with boxing gloves. She sighed, thinking she might actually be more capable at killing someone without wearing these than otherwise. She didn't put them on yet. She needed her hands to be free.
"Twenty-four hours for one of the Chosen to die or all die."
"Seventy-two hours to reduce the number of Chosen to one or all die."
"...Shit."
Yep, that pretty much summed up Kaori's feelings on the matter. Judging from at least two of the individuals, combat and death was definitely going to occur very close to where they all started. Distance was best from the start. Setting her sights, Kaori began moving southeast towards what appeared to be a shrine on the map.

Status / Position: Fine (Piano Wire) / D5 (going SW to E4)

Akiyo took her bag, and map, and located a deserted factory complex. She needed somewhere to hide, somewhere to equip herself...

Because, as she bewilderedly removed the stretch of piano wire in her bag, she learned that the goverment was not only sadistic, but had a cruel sense of humor.

"Touche'." thought she, "I march into battle atop a lame duck, with my mighty piano wire as my sword."

Perhaps the factory would have something useful... At least rebar could kill someone without ambush, and... Akiyo mentally slapped herself. She was thinking about killing people, and not just any people. It was a necessity, however.

She quickly made her way southwest, moving as silently as possible though the foresty jungle.

Status / Position: Fine (Sai) / F5 (Standing)

Karuma looked behind him, He made some mental calculations as to how high he was. Straining his eyes, he looked acroos the island. From his vantage point, he could see anyone coming from all directions. and the small outcropping of rock protected him from harm. He remembered her, he began to pick his way down the opposite side of the mountain. He was not going to let her die before she knew.
(Moving to F6)

Status / Position: Healthy (unarmed) / E6.

How long had he run for? He brought his attention to the map that was supplied and looked it over. "From the looks of it, if I had certainly run in a straight line..." he pulled out the compass, "...Northward..." he looked back to the map, "...that would place me... here. At E6." He took a look at the rest of the map. "Damn... if I knew there was a clinic to the south of here, I would have ran that way. Instead... it looks like I'll have a lot of ground to cover, and God knows how many of those crazy bastards are in the jungle waiting for me."

He put the map away and checked what else he had in the duffle. "Hm... the flashlight will help me, but I'll have to save on the batteries. Besides... walking around in the dark may be a better idea. However... it looks like there isn't any other use for anything else. A marker? A necklace? A bag!? What the hell am I to do with all this? And what the hell is this heavy...?" He tugged at the vest that was there. "Hm... heavy. Durable. This must be a bullet-proof vest." He made quick to throw it on, but stopped before strapping it, "Wait a sec..." He paused, took his shirt off, put the vest on his bare skin, then replaced the shirt, "With this... I"ll look a little bigger than normal, as well as looking like I'm defensless. While I'm sure it won't save me, it'll at least give me an edge if I get in a face to face confrontation."

He took the map back out, after stuffing everything back in, and sighed, "Ok... right now... I need a plan..."

Status / Position: Fine (Shotgun) / E5 (going W to E4)

After making sure his shotgun was loaded and ready, he got up and headed out for his destination. He already knew where he was going. There was an abandoned factory that kids usually ran to in the hopes of finding better weapons. If he was lucky, he'd find one there.

Status/ Position: Healthy/ E6 (Going S to H-6)

Niryu moved quickly, listening carefully for any movement and glancing around peroidically. He'd be damned if anyone would sneak up on him. He also kept watch for anything he could use as a sort of delivery for the poison. His mind immediately lept to killing someone else and taking their weapon. He acknowledged that this would be a good plan. He still didn't like the idea of killing, but he swore that when he was done with this, he would kill whatever kind of sick bureocrat made this game. The lake looked like a good place to go for some reason. He had learned to follow his instincts in his training, and part of him hoped that they wouldn't lead him to his demise. He forced the thoughts from his mind, but not before he had seen himself dead in his mind's eye and realized his impending mortality.

No. I can do this. I can come out on top. He reassured himself, still keeping watch on his surroundings.