Semifinals - Take Me to the End

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"Mongolia, we need to end this."

"What?"

Cummings stood up from where he sat, a red velvet couch in the waiting room, where Cummings and Mongolia have been watching the games unfold for the past few weeks. "These games shouldn't take weeks to unfold. One or two weeks, yes, but not five."

"I agree. But, how do we end it?" Mongolia questioned.

"We force them to meet," Cummings concluded, walking to the door. Before Mongolia could question him, he opened the door and turned back to her. "You are now head gamemaker, I have some personal business to attend to. Shrink the borders."

He began to walk off, but Mongolia stopped him. "How do I do that."

Without turning back, Cummings announced quietly, "Find a way."

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The remaining five tributes never knew they could make it this far. The massive height of the tsunami caught two tributes off guard and killed them, those three are:

Logan Hudson and Caesar Theron

Though they are all separated in different buildings, they don't know that the borders are closing in on them. Once the border reaches the first building in the city and demolishes it, it's clear that there's no place to hide but the center of the arena.

The tributes all jump out of the windows, into the water, and make their way to the building in the center of the arena. However, before they arrive, shark mutts are released into the arena. As soon as the tributes reach the building, one thing is clear, there is no escaping each other.

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TASK: In this task, the borders start shrinking until only one skyscraper remains. The water is filed with the same zombie mutts, who can remarkably swim better than your tributes. Your tribute must meet with at least two others and triumph and kill two of them

DEATHS: In the fight, your tribute must kill TWO of the tributes, and if you want, you may add ONE ballot.

VOTING: FOUR will go up for voting and TWO will be eliminated, the other TWO saved.

DEADLINE: Sunday, May 29th at 4 PM PST

WORD LIMIT: 1,250 words

There are no more death deductions and extra votes! Good luck tributes, and may the odds be ever in your favor!


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