"уσυ ωιℓℓ αℓℓ вє ρℓα¢є∂ ιи α sиσωy ѕqυαяє мιℓє fσяєѕт. σиє σf уσυ ωιℓℓ вє gινєи α вσмв ιи тнє ѕнαρє σf α ρσтαтσ, αи∂ уσυ ωιℓℓ нανє 5 мιиυтєѕ тσ gєт ιт тσ ѕσмєσиє єℓѕє. ωнσєνєя нαѕ тнє вσмв ωιℓℓ вє єℓιмιиαтє∂ fяσм тнє ¢нαℓℓєиgє. ѕσмєσиє мυѕт вє нσℓ∂ιиg тнє вσмв αт αℓℓ тιмєѕ, σя иσвσ∂у ωιℓℓ gєт αиу ρσιитѕ."
"Why is your voice so weird?"
"ιт'ѕ му муѕтєяισυѕ нσѕт νσι¢є. :("
"Well, stop it. It's creepy."
"Okayyy... Anyways, good luck in the challenge! (snaps fingers)"
Woah. Looks like I'm in the forest now. Luckily, I don't have the bomb. Alright, Noah. Just make sure to avoid anyone that comes your way unless you need to get rid of the bomb.
(Mariah POV)
Oh god! I have the bomb! I gotta find someone quick! (starts running like a trackstar)
(Leah POV)
I have GOT to find my new boyfriend Noah! Without him, I won't get first place!
(Robert POV)
Hmm... if I ever get the bomb, I could disguise it as a basketball and throw it to someone as a trick. Or maybe I won't ever get it and I'll just win easily. Who knows?
(Noah POV)
Alright. Time to wait 5 minutes for someone to die.
"Someone there?"
"PLEASE DON'T BLOW ME UP!"
"Don't worry, I don't have the bomb."
"Oh. Hey, Gabe. Let's stick together."
"Yeah, so you can throw me under the bus later? Nice try, son, but I won't fall for that."
"And what's stopping you from throwing ME under the bus?"
"Hmm... you're right."
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Playing the Games
Mystery / Thriller7 citizens with different needs get chosen for The Games, a mysterious elimination competition where only one will be left standing. Different challenges test their skills, strength, and willpower as the opposition slowly dwindles. The one behind it...
