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weapons

— "you all have to kill each other."

"you all have to kill each other."

"YOU ALL HAVE YOU KILL EACH OTHER."

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WEAPONS
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gasps upon gasps were heard from the audience. what kind of psychotic idea was this? they all had to kill each other and only one could survive?
oh like they were gonna participate on that.

"alright chris, this is too over the top this time? KILL each other?!" leshawna yelled.
"i agree, why would we wanna send our peers off the globe for just money?" heather scoffed.

chris looked confused. "what are you guys talking about? it's two million dollars?! it can buy you ANYTHING you want!"

a few heads in the crowd took that into thought. it did sound interesting...suddenly, noah felt something touch his arm.
"cody? what?" noah looked down at the brunette.
cody couldn't tell if noah was scared or not, so he decided to ask him.
"noah? are you afraid? like, we might not walk off this island in a month!" cody said as he started to tear up. this made noah surprised.

"cody, we'll be alright." he whispered, "i can make sure you'll be okay."

"oh? is noah and cody already plotting a murder?" chris spoke loudly so everyone around them could hear what he was saying.

"as if i would have the guts to murder anyone!" cody defended himself.
"noah? care to explain?" heather stood up.
"fat chance." noah said in his normal tone, him also going back to his usual self.

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chris' first confessional;
"you will also be allowed to use the confessional, to plot ideas, talk shit behind your peers backs, or to just vent it all out."
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owens first confessional;
"WAAAH! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIEE!!-"
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gwens first confessional;
"oh i am SO getting back at heather. season one, she humiliated me in the trust challenge, by adding a backup rope to pull off a bit of my clothing! not to mention how she plotted to kiss trent all those years ago. so heather, you better watch your fucking back!"
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chris looked around at his audience once more. he noticed that lindsay, beth and sierra were all crying their eyes out to the point they might start a fucking puddle below them. he also saw tyler trying to calm lindsay down and have an attempt to calm beth down too, but she was trying to get justin to notice her crying. what a little shit. justin was just complaining to himself how if he is gonna die on this island, he has to die pretty.

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justins first confessional;
"i must die looking good. and to do that, i need to stay clean, and that means i can't kill anyone! i'd get all bloody and dirty. no fucking thank you. so you know what i'm gonna do? i'm gonna-"
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"so, what now chris? what do we do?" courtney looked up to the psycho. which looked down at her.
"there are some ground rules in place. so i suggest you all pay attention for a minute." he spoke.
everyone turned to face him in confusion, worry, or invested.

"the first rule is you cannot kill anybody until tomorrow at 12pm. i want you all to settle in for the night, and if anyone tries to murder tonight, they'll be facing consequences."
chris guided his eyes around all the people below him.

"and what are the consequences?" wondered katie. she had her arm tight around her girlfriend, sadies, shoulder.
"oh just a little something called execution." chris said like it was a joke. which caused even more crying and hysterical action on the adults.