Chapter 3: Island Paradise? (Part 3 - Justice in Paradise)
(Coyler's note: When it comes to time there is only so much,yet so little. Time can fly with enjoyment or slow with boredom. Right when we least expect,our time can just run out with the snap of a finger. Sorry to get all philosophical there. Coyler,out!)
Previously on Total Despair Academy:
*in the dark beach house*
Bridgette - Hey isn't tha- *THWACK*
*at the hotel talking to Topher*
Brick - I know men will be men,but keep this whole me and Ella thing on the down-low,would ya?
Topher (thinking) - I think Brick and I grew a little closer today.
*in the hotel restaurant*
Brick - What's up with them?
Harold - Apparently they wanna have a loud beach party to get back at us.
*alone in the restaurant*
Scott - WE 'accidentally' bump into them.
Topher - Aw what the hell,let's do it.
*in the diner*
Scott - This is fucking boring!
*Bridgette runs by covered in a red substance*
Topher - You just vanished outta nowhere after doodling for the whole night.
Shawn - Hmph,shut up!
*Heather,Amy and Scarlett look annoyed at Topher and Scott*
Topher - We request to join in your escapade to consume beverages and have a fine good time.
Amy - Let's just go and get this over with.
*inside the beach house*
-Spread across the floor was a river of blood which lead across the floor to the head of Jasmine Jones,the Ultimate Hunter-
*inside the court room elevator*
Topher - We'll do it here and we'll do it now,no punches or arguments held back. It's time for the third class trial!
End of Recap
CLASS TRIAL/IN SESSION!
"Let's begin with a quick refresh on the rules of the class trial!" Monokuma cheered from atop his throne in the court room, "During the class trial you will compare your evidence and wrack your brains over this latest murder case to try and find out whodunnit! If you vote correctly,the blackened will receive a harsh punishment of ludicrous degrees. But vote incorrectly and I'll punish everyone BESIDES the blackened,leaving them free to leave this island with both their lives and the motive prize of $1,000,000!" he explained.
"Do we even need a trial?" asked Scott. Lindsay was confused, "Didn't someone die?". "Yep,Jasmine was murdered in the beach house Lindsay" said Scarlett, "And yes Scott,we do need a trial. What's the matter,got something to hide?". Scott gave an obnoxious scoff, "You're kidding,right? I already know who the killer is". Some were surpised. "Wow,you cracked the case already?" Harold rasped. "Sha-nice one! Score one for team men!" Lightning cheered. Amy slapped the jock across the back of his head, "Get serious you bozo,our lives are on the line!". Lightning rubbed his head, "Girl you sha-crazy". "No,I just have a brain and sense of hygiene" Amy laughed. "Oi! Stop bickering and straighten up soliders!" Brick snapped from across the court room. "Man,seems they just can't get their heads straight" Topher thought, "But we gotta try our hardest to unearth the culprit!". Alejandro looked at Lightning and Amy who were still arguing and sighed, "Por favor amigos,we must work together". Topher nodded, "Exactly Alejandro,we need to start the discussion". "Pfft,no need to discuss,just watch as show my brains!" Scott declared.
NON-STOP DEBATE: BEGIN
"To start off my clever dissection" Scott began, "We look at what happened earlier today". "And what might that be my man?" Harold asked. Scott smirked, "While me and Topher waited at the diner for the ladies to show,we saw something pretty sus". "Something sus?" asked Shawn, "Like an...impostor?" he chuckled. "Oh my god shut up with that crap Shawn" Harold mumbled. "If I may continue" Scott pouted, "Me and Topher saw a person covered in red stuff run by the diner in a panic! And who was that person I don't hear you ask? It was...Bridgette!" he announced,pointing dramaticaly at the surfer. Bridgette gasped, "W-what? I'm not the killer!". "Explain the red stuff that was probably blood then" Scott demanded. "I honestly have no idea how it got there" Bridgette protested. Scarlett folded her arms, "He may be correct,there was blonde hair found in the beach house. While logic might point towards Lindsay or Amy for having similar hair colour,you were spotted specifically leaving the crimescene covered in blood" she explained. "Oh my god,I promise I didn't kill Jess. I wouldn't kill anyone!" Lindsay wailed. "They aren't trying to say you did it Lindsay,calm down" said Shawn, "We all know it's Bridgette based on the evidence". "No no no,it wasn't me I swear!" yelled Bridgette. "Then why were you running away from the scene?" Heather asked, "It's a million dollars,even you'd kill for that". "She must've been real slippery,I didn't even see her" said Shawn. Bridgette looked both crushed and about to cry as everyone glared at her. Everyone but Topher who was searching his brain for anything he could think of. But then he thought of something, "Wait just a minute guys,I don't think Bridgette is the culprit" he said.
NON-STOP DEBATE: END
Bridgette smiled, "Tophman bro! Knew someone believed me!". "Shut it murder girl" snapped Amy. "No you shut it" Bridgette retorted. "Why do you have doubt over Scott's research?" Scarlett asked Topher,looking over at him. "I suppose something just doesn't seem right. And one thing that certainly feels off is the time" said Topher, "When looking into accounting our time seeing her and the death,it just doesn't add up".
OBJECTION!
Lindsay: W-wait,what does the time have to do with it?
Topher: Huh? Lindsay?
Lindsay: If we have the proof then that's it,I think. I've got it thought of,just hear me out.
REBUTTAL SHOWDOWN
Lindsay: Sam said that Bella was running away from Jamie's body.
Lindsay: And Samantha said she found blonde hair.
Lindsay: Since I didn't do it and Amy didn't do it,that should mean Bella killed her no matter the time,right?
PROCEED
Topher: I see what you mean Lindsay,believe me I do.
Topher: But trust me,the exact time Jasmine was killed means everything.
Topher: The fact of the matter is,according to the Monokuma File the murder was committed at 11am this morning.
Topher: Me and Scott saw Bridgette at 3pm. If that's the case,why would Bridgette have spent around 4 or so hours hanging around the body which could've lead to her easily being caught?
REBUTTAL SHOWDOWN: SUCCESS
"Now do you see" said Topher,planting his hands firmly onto his podium, "Bridgette couldn't have killed Jasmine due to the essence of the timing". Everyone sighed,knowing it made sense when thinking about. "I'm sorry Todd,I just think time was all that important" said Lindsay,a sad frown on her face. Ella tried to comfort her, "It's okay Lindsay,you did well trying to make an argument". "Thank you Elisha" Lindsay smiled. "Hold on,the time might be off but I still ain't satisfied" interupted Scott, "What about the hair,the blood. I just can't wrap my head round it". Brick ran his fingers across his scalp, "Guess there's more to it than it seemed like at a first glance". Topher thought, "Thinking about it logically,the killer could potentially be a woman". Heather looked offended, "Are you seriously trying to pin the blame on one of us?" she spat. Harold shrugged, "Aside from Brick who we were told was sleeping in his cabin,myself and the other guys all spent the night in my cabin" he explained, "It being a girl seems most plausible since you lack concrete alibi's". Hearing this,Shawn gave a quiet sigh. "Um,you alright Steve?" Lindsay asked,looking down at the zombie fearer. "Huh? Oh yeah yeah,just a bit hot" he said,taking off his jacket. The students all thought for a moment,before Topher spoke up, "Oh right,I almost forgot to mention. While searching the beach house for clues,I noticed that the lock to the shower room was busted" he said, "Upon entering I could see that the window was opened and a surfboard was on the ground. Perhaps the killer knew they couldn't walk across the sand and tried to go through the window". Scarlett was puzzled, "But isn't the window higher up that the shower itself? How would they escape?". "They most likely pushed the window open with the surfboard and then stoof on top of it to get it out. Looking at the beach house there really isn't any other way since Jasmine's corpse was blocking the back entrance". It was then that something clicked in somebody's mind. "Eso es todo!" Alejandro exclaimed, "The footprint in the sand! It's the killer's print!". The students gasped. "You mean the killer did walk through the sand?" Brick asked, "What a rookie mistake,never leave a trail behind that could lead to detection". Shawn looked uncertain, "Was it barefoot or from a shoe?". "It was definitely from a shoe from a pair of trainers. I could tell by the perfect oval shape and straight lines" said Alejandro, "If my theory is correct,the killer has an Adult Size 6 shoe". He looked at the students in the court room,who were looking at him, "Everyone,I request you all remove one shoe and allow me to inspect the size". Slowly but surely everyone had removed a shoe as Alejandro paced around the podium circle examining the size. He soon reached his conclusion, "After closer inspections,there are a few people who could potentially be the culprit. Prepare for to reveal!".
NON-STOP DEBATE: BEGIN
"From a closer inspection" Alejandro started, "The only people who wear Size 6 shoes with the same footprint...are Lightning,Topher,Shawn,Ella and Scarlett!". The five named were shocked at hearing their names. "Do you think one of us did it?" Ella asked,now looking sad, "What about Harold,he wears trainers too". Alejandro shook his head, "Harold does have trainers but his feet are a Size 5,not Size 6. But that's not the point,the point is that whoever made that footprint has to be the culprit!". "A plausible idea" said Harold, "But is there any evidence on who it could be?". Alejandro shook his head, "Unfortunately it would be impossible to tell who the killer is just by a footprint". Topher was taking in all this information,trying hard to put the pieces together while Alejandro,Scott and Scarlett had essentially been leading the trial. However he had an idea, "Hey Bridgette,I know we've moved on from you being the killer,but how did you end up in the beach house to begin with?". Bridgette scratched her chin, "Look,while eating breakfast at 1pm I decided I'd throw a beach party for all the girls to get back at the guys from last night. I ran into Lindsay and told her to tell the others,then left for the beach house" she said, "I walked over to the beach house but it was really dark when I went inside. I thought I could see something which I guess was Jasmine's body. After that everything went dark,like I was knocked out or something" she finished explaining. Topher found a realisation, "Knocked out?" he thought, "I agree with that!".
NON-STOP DEBATE: END
"Being knocked out seems the most accurate to what could've happened" said Topher, "If that's the case,it could be why Bridgette was around the area for so long,and would also explain the blonde hair Scarlett found. Bridgette was merely knocked out with the baseball bat used to kill Jasmine and hidden somewhere so that when she woke up,the shock of seeing a corpse would cause panic and make her run away. Of course this trap would've only worked if someone had witnessed her,which is probably why the killer did it so far away. That way there'd be a higher chance of seeing her since the longer distance meant a longer time frame to be seen by someone" Topher explained. Bridgette nodded, "That sounds about right,when I woke up I was in a box or something in what seemed like the beach house's storage room". "But what about the blood on her clothes?" Scott asked, "Did you trip?" he asked,looking over at Bridgette. Bridgette shook her head, "Um,no no I didn't fall,I just panicked and hot-tailed it outta there after seeing the dead body". "Well then" Topher said, "It can only mean that if Bridgette didn't slip,the blood came from somewhere else".
OBJECTION!
Shawn: What are you talking about? The blood had to come from her tampering with the body!
Topher: Shawn? What are you talking about?
Shawn: Just shut up and let me speak my mind!
REBUTTAL SHOWDOWN
Shawn: Bridgette claims she was knocked out and placed into the storage room.
Shawn: But if that's the case then shouldn't that mean someone else had to be awake at that time?
Shawn: As you said,the guys were all asleep but Alejandro mentioned the footprint matching that of me,you,Lightning,Ella and Scarlett.
Shawn: Based on all these contradictions it still means Bridgette could be the killer!
PROCEED
Topher: We've already proved that the time difference was too large for the murder to happen.
Topher: What are you tryna say? There's just no way this murder was committed by Bridgette.
Topher: There's a simple way the blood could've gotten on her clothes. The killer merely removed them and covered them in blood before putting them back on her.
REBUTTAL SHOWDOWN: SUCCESS
Shawn was in shock,as well as Bridgette. "What?!" Shawn exclaimed, "The killer took off her shorts,covered them in blood and put them on? That's ridiculous!". This statement from Shawn hit Topher like an freight train. Topher looked grim as the gears turned in his head, "Hey Shawn" he said, "Funny you say that". Shawn raised an eyebrow, "What's funny about the killer taking off her shorts?". "Yeah,there's nothing funny about that" said Bridgette,her face as red as Scarlett's hair. Topher chuckled and shook his head, "You see the thing that's funny is the shorts themselves" he said, "We talked about Bridgette having blood on her clothes but...we never mentioned it was on her shorts" he said,glaring at Shawn. Shawn wheezed, "W-what? Nah you d-definitely did!" he stammered, "Besides,I just...ummmm...I-I saw her! I saw her running away!" he declared. Topher frowned, "Oh you saw her? But earlier in the trial you clearly stated you didn't see her at all". Everyone now had their eyes on Shawn,who's face gone pale with his pupils smaller than usual. "Y'know now that you mention it" said Scott, "Shawn did appear outta nowhere in the diner earlier today acting real weird". "Weird you say?" asked Alejandro, "In what way?". Scott shrugged, "Kinda like how he's acting now,all nervous and stuttery". "Don't forget he also had red patches on the back of his toque and inside his sleeves" said Topher,giving an annoyed look at Shawn. Alejandro was next to give a small laugh, "We seem to have a potential killer in front of us. One who's guilt I might be able to prove". "What are talking about?!" Shawn yelled at Alejandro. Alejandro smirked, "While investigating,I took the liberty of looking in your cabin and found 2 interestings items,to say the least". The others gasped while Shawn stood frozen in fear. "If I may ask,what were your findings sir?" Brick asked. "If you must know,one was a note asking someone to meet them at the beach house at exactly 11am. This letter coincidentally enough being adressed...to Jasmine" he said. "R-really? Do you think he wanted to meet with Jessie to kill her?" Lindsay asked. "Without a doubt in my mind that was his intention,it being credited by the fact that in the trash I also found a receipt for a Rocket Punch Market baseball bat". Shawn's face was white as a ghost,not a word would come out of his mouth.
"You stand accused with substantial evidence against you Shawn" said Brick, "Now tell me. Will you be a man and admit defeat or will you deny this all and reject failure like a coward". "Obviously he'll take the cowards way out,just look at him" Heather laughed. "Yeah,he looks like an undercooked meat pie" added Amy. The court room was silent as everyone looked at Shawn. He said nothing,looking at the ground. "He must be trying to come to terms that he's lost. With all the evidence against him it doesn't seem like he can really contradict or deflect anything" Topher thought to himself. Soon though,a small chuckle could be heard from Shawn. "Heh...heh. Well...I guess that's it. I lost" he whispered. "So you admit to killing Jasmine?" asked Harold. Shawn hesitated before giving a slow nod. "Y-yes. It's true. I killed Jasmine" he whispered. Scarlett pushed up her glasses, "Well then,that's that. Shawn confessed,we've nothing left to say". "Hold on" said Topher, "Before we make our final choice and vote,I just want to run through this case one last time now that all the pieces have been put together". "Be my guest" said Scott, "I love it when people talk about how smart I am". Topher giggled and shook his head, "Alright,here's everything that happened in this case".
CLOSING ARGUMENT: BEGIN
To start off,we need to look at the motive. Monokuma guaranteed a million dollars to the next successful blackened which the killer fell for. While at Harold's sleepover,the killer was seen writing in a notepad for the entire night. While we thought it was just doodling in reality the killer was writing a meeting note. The killer left early that night,most likely so they could give the note through Jasmine's door and get their stuff together. The next morning the killer waited at the beach house after getting their weapon. Once she arrived,the killer was swift by killing Jasmine with a blow to the head. The killer knew they could be easily figured out and so set about a way to cover their tracks. Getting a surfboard the killer opened up the shower room window after breaking the lock from the door. Leaving the surfboard in the room was a way to make it seem as if they had escaped through the window rather than walking through the sand. They couldn't leave through the back way due to it being blocked by Jasmine's body. Most likely the killer had moved her body which got blood inside their sleeves and probably dropped their hat which got blood on it. My guess is that they didn't notice and so the blood stayed which cost them big time. Later that day,Bridgette arrived after telling the girls to meet for a beach party later that day. Once she arrived,the killer used the bat to knock her out and place her into the surfboard case in the storage room. The killer removed her shorts and covered them in blood to give the implication that she was the killer. The real killer then left,presumably taking off their shoes to avoid leaving recognizable footprints but dropped a shoe which again cost them big time. Later that day,Bridgette woke up and upon seeing the bloody crimescene she ran. Meanwhile,me and Scott were in the diner when we saw Bridgette running by. We shrugged it off until the killer returned to collect the meeting note from Jasmine's corpse which they forgot,they then went to get food from the diner but accidentally ran into us. Me and Scott were none the wiser that we were standing with the killer,and they would've gotten away with it if they hadn't left so much evidence behind,including the note and receipt in their cabin.
And who did it you may ask? None other than Shawn Healey,the Ultimate Survivalist. With a confession to your crime and us disecting all the pieces,there's no other plausible result that this murder was caused by anyone other than you!
CLOSING ARGUMENT: END
Shawn looked had his arms folded and toque pulled over his eyes, "I hate to admit it,but you were...right on the money". Everyone was shocked, "Oh my,you really killed Jasmine?" Ella asked. "That's so mean" said Lindsay as the two girls began tearing up. Shawn scoffed and slapped the air, "I had to,there was no other choice". "No other choice? What's that meant to mean,she was an innocent girl!" Alejandro exclaimed. Shawn sighed. Topher looked around. Everyone was shooting daggers at Shawn,who was sending daggers back in response. "Shawn" said Topher,walking over and placing a hand on his shoulder, "We have to vote now that we know you are the culprit". Shawn took another sigh,but knew there was nothing left to do. "okay" he whispered saddly. Monokuma,who'd been asleep for the entire trial after going over the rules finally perked up, "Alrighty then boys and girls! IT'S...VOTE TIME!" he cheered, "Remember,in order to vote just pull the level in front of you!". The 13 students all kept to themselves as they all pulled their levers to cast to their votes. "The votes are in! Will 12 of you live another day or will the killer get to walk away a million pachango's richer?" Monokuma giggled. On the giant screen it showed a total of 12 votes for Shawn and 1 vote for Alejandro. Presumably Shawn had voted for Alejandro for finding the major evidence against him. A giant roulette wheel then appeared,spinning round in circles before it landed on Shawn,displaying a single word: GUILTY.
CLASS TRIAL/ALL RISE
The room was quiet excluding Monokuma's maniacal laughter, "C-O-R-R-E-C-T! Wowzers,3 in a row! You chumps got a real knack for tracking down mentally unstable murderers". Bridgette covered her mouth, "I can't believe it". She walked towards Shawn,looked into his eyes...and punched him in the gut, "You seriously nearly got me killed for some cash!" she said angrily. Shawn bent over and clutched his stomach, "OW! Aw man that hurts!" he whined. "Why'd you do it?" Bridgette asked, "Why'd you kill Jasmine and try set me up as the killer?" she demanded,as the others looked on. Shawn bit his lip, "I did it...I did it for...my bunker" he said. "Your bunker?" said Bridgette, "What's that mean?". Shawn rolled his eyes, "It means that I had to kill Jasmine so I could get the money to afford my zombie proof bunker to help me survive during the eventual zombie apocalypse uprising!" he yelled as everyone groaned. "GOSH man,you still keep getting freaked about zombies?" Harold moaned. Lindsay seemed surprised, "There are zombies coming? Oh no!" she wailed. "There aren't any sha-zombies coming girl" said Lightning, "Even if there was I'd sha-beat them back into the sha-ground". Amy and Heather both laughed. "Yeah right,if you saw a hoard of zombies you'd run for the hills" joked Amy. "Or maybe the zombies would run away after smelling him" added Heather. "Pfft,not a chance. If I had my bunker then we wouldn't HAVE to run anywhere else!" Shawn yelled, "I could've saved everyone! Who cares if you all would've died? Sometimes the few gotta go so the man can thrive!" he explained. "Oh thank you very much" said Brick sarcastically. Monokuma yawned in his throne, "As much as I'm totally digging you girls all fightning,it's time to move onto my FAVOURITE part!" he chortled. Shawn looked up at him, "Ha! Do your worst! At least if I go now,I won't have to fear or face another zombie in my life!" he retorted triumphantly. Monokuma giggled, "Well well well,you seem to want to embracd Hope? I'll soon change that to fright and despair!" he laughed, "Now here we go! LET'S GIVE IT EVVVVVVVERYTHING WE'VE GOT! IIIIIIIT'S PUNISHMENT TIME!" he cheered,pulling out his gavel and hitting the "punishment button".
(Shawn of the Dead) (Ultimate Survivalist/Shawn Healey's Execution - EXECUTED)
SHAWN HAS BEEN FOUND GUILTY! TIME FOR HIS PUNISHMENT!
Shawn is in a dark concrete bunker. A single light shines over a door where zombies suddenly start to break their way in. Shawn quickly runs away as the zombies break down the door and chase him. Shawn is chased through the halls by the hoard until he reaches a room called "The Panic Room". He seals the door shut and looks for a way out but finds nothing. As the zombies start tearing down the door he arms himself a with a spiked baseball and runs head first into the head killing zombie after zombie until his bat finally breaks. Now backed into a corner surrounded by the remaining zombies,which knock him to the floor and rip him apart. Once finished the zombies slowly walk away leaving nothing but Shawn's orange sleeveless jacket behind.
As the execution finished,everyone was silent to pay some form of respect to their fallen friends during the last few days. Some clanking gears could be heard behind them as Shawn's portrait appeared at his podium place where had once stood. "Geez,ever hear of overkill?" asked Scarlett,who was disgusted at the brutal execution. "Overkill? Not at all! Despair is a worthy price to pay for that of taking a life" said Monokuma. "Sir back home the price to pay for murder and cowardice is a date with the firing squad,not being torn apart limb from limb in a sadistic game of cat and mouse" Brick snapped,marching over and looking down at the white and black bear. "Woah Corporal Brickhouse,remember! Violence against the principal will NOT be tolerated" Monokuma reminded him. "Please listen to him Brick,we don't need a fourth person dying during these last 2 days" Ella protested. Brick put his hands on hips and sighed,walking out of the trial room and leaning up against the bars inside the elevator. "oooooh! Looks like someones in a bomb of a mood" Monokuma chortled, "Anyway kiddos,I'm all exhausted from listening to you all jabber so why don't you all make like Shawn and ascend" said Monokuma,pointing upwards, "Actually scratch that,I'd say his eaten ass has descended into the depths of hell for his crimes" he laughed,as everyone made their way to the elevator and rose back to the surface again. It may have been tough to sentence Shawn to death,but at least they'd see the light of day again,if only for a little longer.
"Through the trial and tribulations,the day had come to an end. These last 2 days were tough,with us losing another 3 of our pack. But no matter what,we have to stick together,we have to escape" Topher thought as everyone returned to their cabins. He noticed Alejandro was talking with Scott and Scarlett,them walking together. Topher changed his tradjektory and joined. "Hey guys,nice work during the trial" he waved, "You really our butts". "Ah gracias amigo,we all did our best" chuckled Alejandro. "Welp that's just how it is" said Scott,inhaling deeply, "The 'ol' Scottmeister uses some big brain strats while the rest follow in his footsteps" he said,with a smile on his face. "Riiiiight,if that's how you see it Scott" said Scarlett,giving a little laugh under her breath. "Y'know we all made a really good team today,maybe we could stick together" Scott proposed as he threw his arms around them. Topher shook his head, "It would be nice to know some of us won't be killing anyone,but can we really trust an alliance when the guys pact just fell apart by Shawn playing T-Ball on Jasmine's skull?". "Topher raises a good point" agreed Scarlett. "Aw c'mon" whined Scott, "Obviously we're the smartest people left. Trust me,we all stick together we'll all be outta here in no time". Topher was unsure as Scott looked at him with a smile,but could see Scarlett and Alejandro giving tired nods in his peripheral vision. Topher nodded, "Sure man,let's do it. We team up as the smartest guys and gal hear and get offa this island in no time". Scott's face lit, "I knew you'd see it my way! Aw Topher man you really are a cool dude,knew I'd be able to at least count on you today for this!". He removed his arm from Scarlett and Alejandro and whacked it round Topher in a burly bro hug. Scott eventually detached and the group reached the hotel.
By now it was pitch black during the middle of the night and near everyone was asleep soundly in their cabins. By the hotel pool,Topher sat and looked up at the stars in the sky with a beer from his cabin in his hand. Sometimes there could be nothing better than a bit of fresh air and a cold drink as the cool sea breeze blew through his hair. "What a night" he sighed to himself. "What a night indeed" came a voice. Looking to his right,he saw Alejandro taking a few steps forward and sitting down on the deckchair. "Alejandro? What's up man?" Topher asked,looking at the Spaniard. "Just came out to think muchacho" said Alejandro. "Hey y'know you did really great out there today" said Topher as he took as swig of his drink, "You had your moment,stood and became a leader. Fact of the matter is you might've done better today than I've done in the last 2 trials" he said,giving him a thumbs up. Alejandro smiled a warm smile, "Much thanks my friend,I'm glad you approve of my hard work". "I suppose those skills will be really needed" said Topher. "In what way?" Alejandro asked. Topher swung his legs round to face Alejandro's direction. "Look,I think both you and I that no matter how many times the others try bring us together,people will keep dying and trials will keep taking place. We need to seriously consider the fact not all of us are making it out of here alive,as much as it pains me to say it" he explained. Alejandro's look was both stern and serious, "I am glad we are both on the same page. My mind agrees wholeheartedly,only few of us may live" he said. He folded his arms, "It's like Shawn said before his death. Sometimes the few must die so the many can thrive". The two sat by the pool talking for a little while longer before returning to their cabins and falling asleep. The journey to this point had been rough,but things could only go up from here...right?
-END OF CHAPTER 3-
(Coyler's note: This was easily my favourite part to write so far,I think I'm getting better with each passing trial. I also hope the characters who I'm writing for the first time are coming out well,Alejandro and Scott especially are ones that are genuinely really fun to write. This fic has been getting my main attention while I've got other uploads in the works,like Episode 5 of TD Take 2,which I promise I'll get around to soon the challenge is just really hard to work it out. For a hint,it'll be a challenge based on an existing gameshow but no spoilers on which one. Hope you all enjoyed Chapter 3 and aren't too gutted about Shawn biting the dust,the final order of victims,murderers and survivors got sorted out in my notes the other day so that's something for ya'll to brainstorm. Righty,that's it for now. Coyler,out!)