OOC: Jad says i got the next kill

BIC: Status/Position: Healthy (Baseball Bat), E-1

Kusanagi heard a noise, somebody was moving towards his cave. He gripped the bat in his hands and instantly his mind filled with thoughts.

what if they don't want a fight, what if it's a girl, can i murder a girl in cold blood? Maybe i should just wait and see what's going to happen, maybe they'll just pass by me.

He saw a lithe form begin to enter his field of view. It was definetely female, and she didn't seem to see him. Just to be safe he tried to slink back more into his cave, when the bat hit the cave wall, sending a resonating metal clank.

The girl turned, and raised her pistol. She fired a hasty shot, possibly not even with a solid bead on Kusanagi, and he felt the bullet whistle past his cheek.

SHIT! he thought Damn it, now it's a fight for survival, no other way

He exploded from the cave, baseball bat ready to swing. The girl, who he now saw was Eri Ishikawa, attempted to take another shot at him, but that shot missed low hitting the dirt near his foot.

Kusanagi swung and connected with her head. He heard a sickening crunch and Eri fell like a puppet with it's strings cut.

Must've caught her right on the temple... he thought as he checked for a pulse and found none.

looting through her gear, he found the ammo for her pistol and her pistol, which was a Sig Sauer.

This could come in handy. Eri, I'm sorry it had to end like this...but you shot first and it was either you or me

He consulted his map quickly for his next move. And decided to move to a different cave a bit south

(Have moved south to F1)

Toshimori Oda saw her walking through the woods, Mutsuye, beatiful sexy Mutsuye. He wanted her so badly. He stayed awake nights dreaming about her. He pulled out the machette from his pack he wanted it for courage.

"Oi! Mutsuye-chan." He called.

She stopped and turned to face him. She smiled that mischievious smile of hers.

"Oda isn't it?"

He was stunned she didn't even know his name. His face turned red.

"Stop right there. you're coming with me."

She laughed. "going to hit me with that silly garden tool, or do you think you can use you're going to use that useless pee pee of yours."

"You're not going to deny me."

She reached behind her and pulled out her weapon the black gun metal gleamed in the moon light and it clicked nicely as she cocked it back. She continued to smile.

"Th... that's your weapon?" he said with fear in his voice.

She nodded ever smiling. "You like it? I think it's the best."

He gulped. "You're go... go..."

she nodded before he could finish. "What's wrong with killing? Everyone has their reasons."

The staccato shots rang out and echoed around the island.

Boy #4 Yoshio Akamatsu
Boy #8 Toshimori Oda
Girl #2 Eri Ishikawa
– 38 to go

Status / Position: Healthy (unarmed) / E6.

Equipped, he looked himself over, "Hm... dark cargos, but a bright t-shirt. I'm going to stand out like a sore thumb wherever I go. I'm might have to switch clothes sometimes. Someone has to have a dark shirt to help me blend in. Dark green or brown would work the best. Easier to get down in the dirt or in a patch of grass."

He grinned slightly, "Thank you Metal Gear..."

Pulling out the map once more he pointed to where he was. "Ok... it looks like if I go east for this amount, then head due south, I should reach the clinic before the night is over. I'll have to be stealthy though. I don't want anyone to jump me. Hm... Maybe I should go the streets. No, I'll be easy pickings for those with a gun."

He shook his head violently, "Wait a sec? What am I saying? Am I planning on how I'm not going to die out here? What the hell is the government doing to me? I can't believe I'm saying ANY of this." He took a breath. "It doesn't matter. You're here now, and you have to do this." He looked back down at the map. "The clinic is going to be your best bet. But will it though? I'm not going to be the only one thinking this, and I'm not excatly going to be the most prepared. I don't even have a weapon for God sakes! I only have my hands. I don't know how to hurt someone with my hands, much less kill someone with them."

He patted his chest, "I know this is a good thing that I have the vest, and it'll give me the element of defense, but that's it. I don't have an offense! I'm screwed if I get in a face to face event." He shook his head furiously and then back down to the map. "Ok... your best bet is to stay in the jungle. While your shirt is going to stick out... wait..." He removed the shirt all together and threw it in the duffel. "Well... it's a start. My arms aren't covered, but I can hide them easy enough. I'll at least be more hidden than not. Ok! Forest it is!"


(Moving East to E7 - then South to I7)

Status/Position: Healthy (Baretta)/ E6 heading south

As Oritotsuke was checking to see how much ammo came with the gun, he heard a group of people coming toward him. When he looked up, he saw, much to his relief, Nagori Kanazawa, Masanobu Ando, and Mizuho Inada, his gaming friends. "Hi! I'm glad to see you three."
"Hi."
"Hello."
"Heya Dorito! They gave me a katana."
"Cool, I have this pistol. So, what's the plan?"
"We're going down to I10" Ando says, pointing at the spot on the map.
"Why?" says Oritotsuke.
"Is any place really any better than any other?"
"I guess not."
"Anyway, let's get going before someone finds us."
"Okay."

Heading: South, then East in the general direction of I10

The shots of the AK47 thundered in the air.

"This is our Light house, get lost." A girls voice called down from a hidden position on the tower.

Status / Position: Healthy (Piano Wire) / E4.

Akiyo made her way to the factory without much incident, finding a remote corner of the building with a still functioning door. Perhaps, with any luck, she could use it as a makeshift fortress or trapped room, or whatever came to mind.

So long as they'd come to her, and she wouldn't have to kill them in cold blood. Anything, something...

The med-student made her way inside, and cautiously checked the interior, looking for items of note.

Tomasu stared out over to the abandoned factory. He saw the frail girl go inside. He let out a small smile, which was only intensified by the pain he felt. He had missed a sharp branch, and there was now a thin gash on his arm. No matter. She wouldn't be much of a fight.

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Akiyo shivered as she heard the door swing open, and meekly poked her head outside from behind the desk she was hiding under, to see an apparrently unarmed man.

"... W-why are you here!" she demands, trying to remain hidden, but getting an answer out of him.

"Hehehe....I followed you. Isn't it obvious?"

Tomasu walked forward, his blond dyed hair swinging back and forth in front of his eyes. He had the cruelest smile one could imagine. He had a long bump inside his left pants leg.

No, not him!

Akiyo leaned back agaisnt the wall of the leg-space of the desk she was hiding under, and tried to control her breathing.

"... What do you want?" she continues, a tone of fear readily apparrent in her voice.

"I want from you what I want from everyone here."

He stopped in front of the desk, and did a steady...and haunting...beat upon the top of the desk with his hand, just above Akiyo's head.

"I want you to die for me."

So this is the end, is it? Akiyo mused to herself, frightened all beyond what she'd ever been before in her life. She didn't doubt for a moment that Tomasu would not hesitate to kill her in the worse possible way, for he sounded very serious about the ordeal. She had to fight back... Somehow...

Akiyo looked down, through the two inches of space between the floor and the bottom of the desk, at Tomasu's left boot. Taking her wire, she bent it and tried to slip it around his foot and tie it to the desk's leg.

Tomasu was already looking down. When Akiyo attempted to snag his foot, it went up and stepped down hard on the fingers that were sticking through.

"Aaargh!" Akiyo screams, trying to slip her hand free.

Tomasu held down with enough pressure to not break her fingers, but to also ensure she couldn't slip away.

"Hehehe....fighting back? Though it wasn't a very effective move, I suppose I have to respect it."

"Urrgh!" She whines at the pain, but stops trying to slip away to lessen the intensity, "P-please, I don't want to fight you, just leave me alone..."

Tomasu crunched down a bit harder on her hand, then lifted his foot.

"You know the rules. I can't simply leave you here alone. Then someone else would show up...and I wouldn't get the pleasure of your death."

Tomasu walked slowly around the desk to the opening.

"Tell me, bitch. What would you have done if you trapped me like that? Would you have killed me?"

"... I honestly can't say..." she says, pleadingly, "I know the rules, but I'm scared... I'm... I'm not a murderer!"

"That's too bad. It really is."

He stopped in front of the gap.

"Get out. Now."

Akiyo slid out of the desk, but didn't rise, rather sitting in front of Tomasu, knees forward, legs aside, looking up at him with a terrified look.

"Please, don't kill me... You're just hurting yourself!" she begs.

Tomasu reached down to her head, and clenched down tightly with his grip. He could see she felt pain from him putting her head under such pressure. He pushed her roughly to the side, knocking her to the ground.

"Huh...that didn't feel painful to me at all. YOU seem to be the only one hurting."

Akiyo shivered, in both pain and fear, and rolled to look back up at him, sliding her legs back to allow her to stand up if she needed to.

This guy is nuts... I'm not getting anywhere...

"You're going to kill everyone alone?" she asks, horrified, "You can't possibly think you can do it by yourself, can you?"

Tomasu reached down to his hips and moved his hand under his waist band. His hand gripped around the shotgun, and ceremoniously pulled it out.

"Of course I think I can. This is my second Battle Royale. I won my last one. I killed....everyone. So much pleasure."

Tomasu walked forward slowly, and placed the nozzle of the shotgun against Akiyo's head.

"And now...you will bring me pleasure."

"No, wait!" Akiyo screamed, "You need me alive! Stop, and think about what you're doing!"

Tomasu's finger was shaking. He wanted to pull the trigger so badly!

"What possible reason would there be for keeping you alive?"

Akiyo pointed up at his left arm, "Look, you're wounded! I... I can help you! I mean, what if you got hurt when you killed all those people?"

Akiyo was mentally kicking herself now. She was begging a psychotic murderer to spare her life if only to help him kill people? Still... She'd been trained to help anyone who was wounded, even if they were like Tomasu... Then again, that was the same people who had thought it a good idea to have her killed by him.

Tomasu lifted his boot up, and kicked Akiyo down to the ground. He aimed his shotgun at her gut, keeping her lying down on the floor.

"Fine then. You can wrap me up. Then I'd kill you afterwards. You don't seem to understand. I gain pleasure from these games. By not killing you, I'm taking pleasure away. I won't do that for anyone."

Great, I've postponed my inevitable demise by thirty seconds. Best keep grabbing straws... Akiyo's dry, traumatic stress-based sarcasm boiled through her head, as she meekly stood up and retrieved her medkit from her duffle-bag.

"Games? What do you mean?" She asks, trying to remain as submissive as possible while asking Tomasu these questions. Tomasu sat down in a chair, and rested the shotgun on his leg while keeping it aimed at Akiyo.

"The games. The enjoyment of watching someone die a horrible death. It's why I didn't shoot you while you were under the desk. I'd play with you first. Then do whatever I felt like. And when I was done playing, you'd die.

"Heh... You sound like my dentist..." Akiyo tried to joke, obviously without any heartedness in the phrase at all. "Listen... What if I... I played with you? Like, you know, a gameshow host?"

Now Akiyo needed her head checked. Something had gone wrong, and all her alarms went off in her head at once. Still, Tomasu was going to kill her if she didn't find some way to convince him otherwise. He narrowed his eyes at her.

"I don't need someone to merely be an observer. If you want to play the game, you play it. And I don't think you've got what it takes to get me the pleasure I need from it."

"Got to think, of something... Convince him I can be a sick bastard too..."

And then it hit her.

Shuffling through the bag, she pulled out her med-3 textbook, and flipped it open to basic anatomy.

"Listen, I think you underestimate just how good at playing games I am..." She says, almost accusatory, though her voice still very fearful, and even one of anguish. She points at the descending aorta of the generic cross-section man, and looks up at Tomasu.

"You've never seen someone bleed to death in thirty seconds from one little wound, have you?"

Tomasu's eyes widened a bit, and grabbed at the book. He looked at the pictures...and began to laugh.

"Hehe..heheheeeeahhahahaahahaAAHHAAHHHAHAAAAA! !!"

"I know how to do things you wouldn't dream of..." Akiyo said almost soullessly, staring off behind Tomasu.

"Oh my... What have I done..."

Tomasu looked up at her.

"Hmm...I think I will keep you around. Make you my toy. You'd like that? It means you do what I say, when I say it. You keep me happy with my games....and I'll keep you safe. No one touches my toys except me. But, if my toys bore me....I destroy them."

Akiyo looked at him, and it was a pathetic, helpless look. She didn't want to be this man's plaything, because she could plainly see that he was the incarnation of all the children's storys told to instill fear of "demons."

Akiyo never believed in things until she saw them, and she had just began beliving in demons.

"Yes... Yes, I would..." She says helplessly. Tomasu raised up his shotgun.

"Say it. I'm not sure what it is you want."

Smart bastard...

"Yes!" She said, desperately, falling to her knees, "Please let me follow you!"

Tomasu got up and hovered over her.

"Fine then. I'll let you live...until you no longer amuse me. You'll live for the game, as I do."

Status / Position: Fine (Boxing Gloves) / F8 (Stationary at Shrine)

Kaori had found the shrine with ease. She expected a crumbling ruin, a pathetic hideaway with no maintenance left to the mercy of the weather. She was surprised, though not too happily, to find that this wasn't the case. Kaori assumed that the plans for the shrine were simply as a place to make combat interesting between battlers. Sighing, Kaori put down her bags and donned the boxing gloves, slamming one fist into the other palm once finished. She simply didn't have a choice. She would most definitely die, but not before she would see the monsters that condemned innocents to this fate punished, by her own hands preferably.
Kaori had noted two students who seemed to know more about this game than anything. They were obviously champions in this sick tournament, and if Kaori was going to find answers, she would need to locate one, or perhaps both of them and put them down first.
"I'd have to be proactive, too. If I simply wait around to encounter one of them, they could be slaughtering anyone who might just help me survive this nightmare."

Status/ Position: Healthy/ F6 (going S to H-6)

So far he hadn't encountered anyone. Niryu steadied his mind, preparing himself to kill. His mind blanked out, ready to react to anything as he neared the lake. He thought suddenly of finding a sharp rock to coat the poison with. There might be some rocks by the lake. He smiled. Even thinking subliminally, he had been right on the money.