Your instincts start to go crazy.
Like a cornered mouse.
Now, standing in an abyss of despair,
you jump into the railway crossing.(Gwen POV)
The beachy scent of air hit my nose like a girl to a train, and with it, came the blazing heat hot enough to sweat away my makeup. I press a hand to my face, groaned. I lean up, feeling the ground behind me. It's sand. And it's...everywhere. I get up, my boats digging into the ground.
"Gross..sand in my socks?"
I mumble quietly, running my hand through my hair as to dust out the sand. I perform a couple stretches, caressing the spot where my eyebags are. The sun burns bright, and the aura feels saturated, like a children's cartoon. "I..guess I explore."
Taking a deep breath, I stumble away from my spot on the sand
...
The crunch of my boot against the sunny sand hurts my ears like grinding teeth. My eyes, half lidded, I'm close to just giving up and letting myself rot. I don't even know where the fuck I am.
"Helloooo? Hellooo...!"
I feel a tap on my shoulder, and my senses go wild. I snap around wildly. It's a blonde, with a blue bandana. Great, another cheerleader.
She looks at me curiously, twirling a strand of her fair golden hair, "Do you know where the closest makeup store is? My eyeliners' running!"
I can only stare. "We're stranded on an island, and THAT'S what you care about?"
"Aww! But there's tons of thing I care about! Like my hair, my nails, ooh, your lipstick is pretty! What shade?"
I facepalm, though I don't refuse to answer. "Blue Nebula, some shitty Hot Topic brand."
"Hot Topic? My sister goes there! You should talk to her some day! Her name is Pamela! Or..Paula? I can't remember!"
...How stupid is this girl?
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〰❗ TOTAL DRAMARONPA : ISLE OF DESPAIR
Mystery / Thriller[ Gwen Lucretia, 16 year old artist auditioned for latest hot show, Total Drama. But she couldn't have expected what could've happened next. Trapped inside of a school with 16 other students, she has to fight for her life. Because this show isn't wh...