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Post by Maxine Evans on Sept 5, 2018 7:56:44 GMT
'Who are you?! What the fuck do you want?!' 'STOP! 'nononononono NONONONO!' 'To-to - to save our friends from unavoidable death- - We will h-have to play hangman...'
The voices crashed around her in the darkness. Chris, the girl from the tea party, Robert... Max gave a small tug. Her hands felt bound together, almost in a mock prayer. Above her a creak of wood. She squeezed her eyes shut. She didn't want to see what was next, who was gone - another cadaver, another 'game'? Another mate butchered. Another image seared into her mind. How often was this going to happen? And worse - how long until it became normal? Weariness rested in her bones.
'Each word has nine letters... and each team has one member to fight for...'
'You can't close your eyes forever. Get up.Don't let some one else die because of you.' With a small groan Max pushed herself up. The auditorium swam around her. Robert and another girl stood in front of a gallows - and on it - two students standing. A bag over their heads. Unrecognizable save a few strands of silver snaking out...
Max froze. Emery.
She shook her head. Not again. She couldn't - she felt the other bodies around her. Naya, Chris, a blond man, Peyton - turned away from her. Her shoulders down - like the world sat upon them. She didn't know -
'Cameron, Chris, Esmeralda you will try to save D-D-Da-wn. And-d Max, Naya, Peyton, y-you... you will fight for Emery.' Max's cheeks flushed. It was logical, wasn't it? Divide and conqueror. Split them up. Force them to fight the other. Emery. Dawn. One of them dead, because of her - no. She looked at her group. Them.
'We should start guessing letters.'
Naya took the reigns with a cough. Her eyes were steel, barely giving Max or Peyton a look. A mark on the board from the girl. Two 'E's. It was an obvious route. Take the vowels first, go from there. Seven tries. They had to play it safe. One wrong move... they couldn't rush this. They had to rush this. It was a race - but too many slips - play it safe with a 's' - or try to risk it with another consonant to bring it closer-? 'I guess A, and I would implore my friends to start guessing too,' Naya said. Contempt dripped in her voice.
Esmeralda took another vowel, her answer ringing in confidence. Both Robert and the girl - marked a gallows.
Max tried to catch Peyton's eye. The girl was frozen. Max chewed on her lip. This wasn't fair. Her friend already had to bare the burden of the death card - Chris the star - they shouldn't have to do this again. It was insidious. No matter what one of them would feel responsible for another death... No. She couldn't let that happen. Screw Naya's disrespect. She coughed to get Peyton's attention.
'Peyton, hey... no matter what happens... please don't blame yourself. And Chris? You too. The slag who made this game? It's their fault.'
Max looked right back at the board. Despite her words - yeah, they were easier said than done. She knew if she had the cross she would have felt the same. The urge to place everything on herself was there. No matter what - someone was going to get hurt. She could only hope she couldn't fail someone again. Emery counted on them. The people who cared about her most. Peyton - god - if Emery died...
'I - am going to choose 'S.'
No. She wasn't going to lose them both.
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Post by Phillip Pendragon on Sept 5, 2018 8:29:06 GMT
No. Sadly this letter isn't a part of the word. Riley drew another piece of hangman. 5 pieces are left.
_ E _ _ _ _ _ E _
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Post by Nerissa Clark on Sept 5, 2018 8:29:51 GMT
No. Sadly the letter E isn't a part of the word. Robert drew the another piece of hangman, drawing the noose. 5 pieces are left.
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Post by Peyton Cross on Sept 5, 2018 13:48:21 GMT
Save Emery.
That’s their mission.
Guess the right word and save Emery.
It feels...simple. Too simple. Just a game of Hangman. Everyone’s played Hangman. Usually you get a hint beforehand but sure. She’ll play. Peyton was an straight A student and a overall very intelligent person. This shouldn’t be...too hard now. Should it? She bit her bottom lip, trying to think of the best possibilities.
“I would implore my friends to start guessing too,” Naya suddenly snapped.
“Well some of us would rather be more careful and not rush, Naya!” Peyton scowled.
She observed the word. Two E’s. Nine letters. No A’s. Hm. And it appeared that Dawn’s word was different then their’s. She had to think about this.
The raven haired’s thought cycle broke once she heard a familiar cough. She turned around and Max had woken up, staring right her. Peyton’s eyes glazed a little, fearing the worst.
“Peyton, hey... no matter what happens... please don't blame yourself. And Chris? You too. The slag who made this game? It's their fault.” Max said
Fault. Their fault. Peyton felt a twinge of fire burning in her heart. She was angry. She wanted revenge. Max was right. This whole thing was THEIR fault. They wanted to play with fire. Oh they’ll get fire. She just has to get through this game.
No S. Five guesses left.
“I guess R,” Peyton blurted out.
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Post by Phillip Pendragon on Sept 5, 2018 13:49:58 GMT
No. Sadly this letter isn't a part of the word. Riley drew another piece of hangman. 4 pieces are left.
_ E _ _ _ _ _ E _
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Post by Naya Zafar on Sept 5, 2018 13:56:46 GMT
So she was wrong, and so were Max and Peyton. Idiots. Naya clenched her fists again, and suddenly a light buzzing sound began in the heads of everyone in the room. Maybe this would incentivise her team to get a move on. If not... She was getting more and more pissed off by the second.
Exasperated, she decided to guess again. A consonant this time.
“I’m guessing D.”
[Everyone in the room feels a light buzzing in their heads]
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Post by Christopher Kresh on Sept 5, 2018 15:54:53 GMT
Chris felt how his muscles were tense with stress and fear. He didn't want to shout out letters the whole time just like naya was doing. But if naya kept yelling and eventually got the word right dawn would die. Once again everyone was overwhelmed with emotions. Maybe. Just maybe.. there was a way to save both girls.
Chris remembered the texts. He remembered talking to the spirit.. or .. thing and getting messages back on his phone. It was insane to yell at air but if that would mean .. that both girls had a chance to live.. 'Peyton, hey... no matter what happens... please don't blame yourself. And Chris? You too. The slag who made this game? It's their fault.' Chris turned his head to face max. Her intentions were sweet but chris just did not agree. Yes. In the end it was the person who made the game. But they had always just played along and do everything with some kind of rush. Jamie could have been alive if people would have talked to each other. If people thought about different options. He looked down at the ground
“ I know you can hear me.. why are you doing this..?! Emery and Dawn both are innocent! There has to be a way to help them!”
Chris felt some kind of weird static in his ears. He tried to breathe calmly but was actually horrified. There was an entity here. It was present and it was listening. “ Tell me what i can do to save them both! It doesn't have to be like this..!” he looked up feeling tears stream down his face. He didn't want to lose more people. “Please..!! Whoever you are..! Have mercy on these people! They didnt do anything wrong!” he said as he begged whoever was behind this to spare them. To spare emery and dawn.
The boy felt despair. No matter what he did. Another friend of him would die. And it would be his fault. He looked down, defeated.
“N.. i guess N” he said as he stared down his eyes filled with pain and self hatred
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Post by Nerissa Clark on Sept 5, 2018 16:07:54 GMT
As he heard Chris's next guess his face lightened slightly. With a quick move he turned around and grabbed the chalk. Robert added the letter to the word on the board. He placed the chalk back in the holder and turned expectantly towards his team waiting for their next guess. For a moment there he had thought they had given up hope after so many misses.
Now the word looked like this:
__ __ __ __ __ __ __ N __
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Post by Esmeralda Ortiz on Sept 5, 2018 16:15:47 GMT
One by one the hangman gallows were drawn. A cold sweat crawled down Esme’s skin. Leave it to Emery to have all her friends on one side. Yet as she heard Peyton snap at Naya, a thought cane to her. Maybe things weren’t peaches and cream as she thought. She stared at the board, annoyed. Chris and her were the only ones pulling the team along. But then she heard it and she froze mid thought.
The buzzing.
That...thing was somewhere in this room. That thing Madonna had been trying so hard to protect them from. Esme shut her eyes. Tears of frustration and pain welled up. Yet two voices brought back that inner fire. One was from a girl she didn’t know, calling out the thing who made these messed up games. The other was Chris, demanding answers from the weird creature. Esme opened her eyes and rubbed back tears. They were right; this thing has no power over them. She blocked out the buzzing, looking relieved at the slate.
An N. Chris guessed an N
“Good,” she smiled at Chris. “It gives us an idea of how it ends.” She looked at the word, answering, “G. I choose G.”
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Post by Nerissa Clark on Sept 5, 2018 16:23:28 GMT
Another guess and another right one. Robert turned again to add the letter on the board. This was going well now.
Now the word looks like this:
__ __ __ __ __ __ __ N G
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Post by Christopher Kresh on Sept 5, 2018 16:40:02 GMT
Chris heard the sound of chalk as he tensed up feeling a hiccup being stuck in his throat. “good” esme said. Good? How was this good?! Emery was one letter closer to her death! “It gives us an idea of how it ends.” esmeralda said. Chris didn't want to think about ends.. he wanted to stop time. Nobody would get hurt that way. He felt terrible for playing with peoples live.
Esme guessed right too. The word ended on “ng”. Chris sighed almost choking on his tears. “I” he said. His voice sounded empty. The buzzing sound in his head made his head pound even more.
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Post by Nerissa Clark on Sept 5, 2018 16:47:35 GMT
Another correct one. Now they knew how the word ended but there were still six more letters to guess right. Robert drew the straight line on the board where the ' I ' belonged.
__ __ __ __ __ __ I N G
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Post by Phillip Pendragon on Sept 5, 2018 16:56:26 GMT
So she was wrong, and so were Max and Peyton. Idiots. Naya clenched her fists again, and suddenly a light buzzing sound began in the heads of everyone in the room. Maybe this would incentivise her team to get a move on. If not... She was getting more and more pissed off by the second. Exasperated, she decided to guess again. A consonant this time. “I’m guessing D.” [Everyone in the room feels a light buzzing in their heads] Just as Riley prepared to reveal if the letter "D" was in the word or not, a light buzzing started in her head causing her to stop in her action. Panicing if she had done anything wrong she remembered her orders. No she hadn´t done anything wrong but ... what was the word again? Trying really hard to remember, tears started to fill her eyes once again until after a moment of silence she finally remembered and went on to add the letter to the word on the board. The word now looks like: _ E _ _ _ _ _ E D
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Post by Administrator on Sept 5, 2018 17:01:26 GMT
Amanda felt familiar shivers going down her spine, the moment one of the girls in the room guessed another letter. The grip around the scissors tightened.
It's here.
She still had no idea who, because students were shouting left and right, acting like hunted animals. "Come on," she gritted her teeth in anticipation and fear, "Show yourself!"
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Post by Maxine Evans on Sept 5, 2018 17:06:27 GMT
Wrong. Another piece, another step closer to death. Her stomach dropped a little. Peyton followed suit, her answer an outburst. Max was glad - at least - that Peyton seemed to have taken her words to heart. They needed all the strength they could get.
The other team were on a roll. A verb. They now had a verb and an ending, and her team was still far behind...
Max felt static in her head, the buzzing setting her nerves almost aflame. The entity... it was here. Watching. Chris started to plead for answers, demanding mercy. It was worth a shot - but she expected no answer. Silence was a further torment. She needed to keep her fire... the girl on Chris's team was calm. Max went back to the board. She needed to be the same.
She found to her relief Naya was right. Again. Max put her game face on. No way Naya was going to carry the team alone. They were in this together, and Max refused to be the dead weight. Nor prove Naya's disapproval right. Another vowel then.
'I pick... 'I' The letter 'I'.'
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