Umi hit the ground. She tried getting up but her arm hurted. "Great the first thing that happens to me is falling out of a tree!"she said sittin up. She fell back again. "Now anyone can kill me,"She said. She started to cry. "I don't want to let kenta down!"She said. She saw a few people talkin. She moved to a tree a hid herself from them.
Fujiwara stopped running once he spotted an abandoned house, he went inside and crashed onto an old couch. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh, but soon got back up. He knew there would be no rest in this game. He looked out the window to make sure he wasn't followed. As soon as he knew he was secure and went to his back to look at what he got for a weapon.
Hatoshi pulled out his weapon. It was...
A KENDOSTICK!
(*GASP!*) Hatoshi groaned as he pulled it out of the duffle bag. How the hell was he going to kill M with this? He needed to find Edo... Or...
That's it! He would steal someone's weapon. No harm to them, just steal something thats better then a Kendo Stick. He sighed and shrugged. He really would die on this island. He looked at the tree, then to a bunker not to far away. He sighed and ran for it, taking cover inside and resting against a wall.
Originally posted by Kuchiki Byakuya
Hisa began to pull away from Kat. "We should find some shelter before anything else." she said looking around. There were pleanty of leaves they could hide in, but that wouldn't work for long. A cave! There would be shelter, andenought room for a fire. But then bears...were there even any animals on the island? She would have to take a chance.
"are you with us?" she said looking directly into Nachi's eyes.
Fujiwara saw that he recieved 7 grenades. He raised an eyebrow and picked one up. " Hmm....I guess this is lucky." He wasn't too sure on how to use them but he guessed he had to pull thingy off and throw it. He gently put it back and layed back on the old couch, he needed a lil while to relax. "..I wonder if anyone started killing yet..."
Originally posted by ShinobiRikari
Voice still failing him, Nachi nodded curtly and bent to pick up Kat's bag from where she had dropped it. It was, oddly enough, quite a bit heavier than his own. He paused for a moment, considering whether to open it before following the girls and decide whether his cousin would be able to handle whatever the weapon was, but decided against it. Shelter came first, and food. For now they were safe, but a survival plan would be neccessary if they had any desire to continue living.
"Let the hunt begin..." Kuriza thought as he was soaring through the thick forest. He hadn't even checked his map, or his bag yet. "Baseball practice finally put to good use.", he said to himself. His stamina was in top shape from running what seemed to be thousands of laps around the bases at practice - his coach overworked the kids, he wanted to win. That's all that mattered to the baseball coach of Manayashi High, and now...it's all that mattered to Kuriza. After these events, whether live or die - he knew he wouldn't be the same. He couldn't exactly figure out why his class, why now, why at all, but he had no time to think on that.
The hunter and the hunted, the fear of death. Fear is what Kuriza would've been feeling, but he didn't feel much of anything now. His words to Mr. M held a high value as they rung through his ears. Kuriza ran aimlessly around, bag thrown over his shoulder. The forest seemed to be never ending, he didn't want to stop just yet, however. As he was running, he felt a slight pinch on his leg. "It's nothing. I'll stop ahead, and see what I have. If I'm to win this I'm going to have to be quick and with this bag being as heavy as it is, I don't know how that is going to happen...", he thought. The bag wasn't what he expected, he knew there was basic supplies: water, map, food...and a weapon. He had a feeling that was what was slowing him down, "An axe maybe? Buddha, I hope so.".
Eventually, Kuriza came to a slight clearing, he could see a large body of water surrounding the coast. "Here we are", he let out softly. He dropped his bag on the ground, and slumped onto the nearest tree. Hopefully, no one would see him, but who knows what the hell these kids are up to. "What now? he thought. He reached into his pocket to see if he still had his lighter he'd brought along, "Let's see...Ah...what?, he felt what seemed to be liquid in his pocket. When he pulled his hand out, it seemed as if it was bleeding. "My leg. Damnit. Must've got a cut on a branch or shrub", he let out a resounding sigh, "Nothing like getting hurt before this game actually starts". It was a minor scrap, nothing to be worried about. Not now at least.
He was thinking about what his first move would be: find Junichi, meet up with Kiyoshi, or stick to himself? Either way, there'd be death. It was unavoidable now.
Kuriza's first action after stopping was picking up the bag that had seemingly sealed each student's fate. "Water...Food...Map...", before looking at his weapon, he checked the map. Seemed he was, indeed, by the coast. He'd ran pretty far, but hadn't realized that far. As he went back to stick his hand he the bag, he pulled out his weapon. He examined the weapon and studied it. "This'll do wonders." It was called a Springfield Rifle. Kuriza had a little experience with guns, but he still knew how to work them and how to use them; although he'd never shot at a person before. For this game, it probably was one of the best to get. He laughed inside for the person who might get stuck with a pot lid or maybe even a pair of binoculars.
"So, the government gives me this as a weapon...", he thought, "Perfect" he had spoken aloud. He reached deep down into the bag and pulled out some shells for it. He loaded the gun, and cocked it to make sure. It would be now or never, he thought. Time to put it to the test.
Junichi, who was hiding in the bush, pulled out of his bag the following items: A bottle of water, a loaf of bread, a map of the island, and A KATANA! At first, Junichi was filled with complete glee at his apparent luck at receiving a weapon, but then, after he thought about it, his weapon was only middle of the pack compared to ranged weapons. He had always admired the history of the samurai, though, and, for this, he was primarily happy with his weapon. Now, he decided, he would go and find Sadao, and hope that somehow, together, they could beat this game...