Splitting up
"Hey! Where's Jeff Probst?" Hitomi demanded, looking around.
"He not here. This not Survivor, this Survive or DIE!" an espano said. They all sweat-dropped.
"We were told that this is Survivor. Don't tell me that we came all this way for nothing!" Van shouted.
"I host. You can not leave. Stay until voted off," the espano said again in broken speech.
The manager came out. "What are YOU doing here?" Merle spitefully asked him.
"I was informed about the changes and flew out here to keep you out of trouble," he explained.
"You flew?" Millerna asked. "I didn't know he was a draconian too," she whispered to Folken.
He ignored her. "Are you ready to meet the other players?" he asked. "And one other thing, I'm splitting you guys into two teams, so that you won't all be together."
"Thank god," muttered Folken.
"Team one, Ooga Kunga, will be composed of… Van, Allen, Millerna, Dryden, Dornkirk, Zongi, Eries, and Eriya," he announced. The other characters came out wearing orange bandanas and then Van, Allen, Millerna, and Dryden were given theirs.
"And team two, Wango Chango, will be: Hitomi, Merle, Folken, Dilandau, Mr. Mole, Chesta, Prince Chid, and Nariya."
"Oh great, I'm stuck with Merle AND Mr. Mole," Hitomi muttered.
The espano handed them their pink bandanas and spoke again. "Take food, follow map, and build hut."
The teams were off.
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Ooga Kunga
"Now the map says to turn left at this tree…" Dryden said.
"What tree?" exclaimed Van looking all around him at the dense forest.
"Um, guys. Maybe someone should carry Dornkirk…" Eriya said. They had only been walking for 5 minutes and he had already collapsed on the ground.
Zongi turned around and picked up the feeble pile of bones. "I can see it… fate is becoming clear… must get rid of the unknown element," Dornkirk feverishly said.
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Wango Chango
"If only there was an easier way to get through this underbrush," Merle sighed.
"But there is!" Dilandau began to drool and took out his flame-thrower.
"Lord Dilandau, maybe you shouldn't do that," Chesta hesitantly said.
Dilandau turned around and slapped his faithful minion. "Dilandau, the dragonslayer is right. Lighting this would cause the whole island to catch fire," Folken scolded.
A grin of delight spread across Dilandau's face as he imagined the whole island burning to the ground. Folken shot him a look warning him of the consequences. "Fine, Stratego, we should just walk through the underbrush then," he sighed.
"Perhaps someone should climb a tree to see how far away the flag is," Folken started.
"I will, Lord Folken. My body and my soul is yours," Nariya purred. She then scampered ahead and climbed a tree.
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Ooga Kunga
"How much further is camp?" Eries asked, still pulling along a box of provisions.
"Damn!" Dryden cursed.
"What is it?" Allen asked him, beginning to get worried of how the heat would affect his hair.
"We should have turned left instead of right about a mile back," Dryden fumed, running his hand through the top of his hair in frustration.
Allen began to sob; he was now quite sure that he would be suffering from split ends. "You're going to die, rich boy!" Eriya yelled at him and then began to chase him around the team.
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!' Dryden screamed as he tried to run away from the vicious cat-woman who now looked quite menacing with her sharp claws, sparkling fangs, and fur that was sticking up and made her look twice her size.
"Ooh! We're playing duck, duck, goose… right?" Millerna asked.
They all sweatdropped.
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Wango Chango
'My luck is truly stronger,' thought Nariya. 'I'm on the team with Lord Folken.' "I see a flag up ahead, but it's orange instead of pink!" Nariya shouted down to her team from the top of the tree.
"How far away is it?" Folken asked.
"Just past that group of trees," she answered.
"Okay, Nariya, that's good. You can come down now," he warmly said. "Hmm… I have an idea," Folken evilly said.
"No! That would be cheating!" Hitomi argued.
"No one ever said there was rules. This isn't Survivor, this is Survive or DIE," he reasoned.
"Hmm," a smug grin came over Dilandau's face. "Chesta! Go get that flag!"
"Yes, Sir!" Chesta responded and then quickly ran off to get it. Within minutes he was back with the flag. "Here it is, Sir," he said breathing heavily.
"Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!" chuckled Mr. Mole.
"What are we going to do with it?" Chid asked in a small voice.
"Mr. Mole is going to go hide it where they will never expect," Folken volunteered Mr. Mole, who gladly agreed.
Then they began moving toward their goal again.
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Ooga Kunga
"Are you sure that this is the place?" Eriya nagged Dryden.
"Yes, I'm sure. It says it right on the map," he argued, beginning to get annoyed of her.
She scoffed. "Men couldn't even find their way out of a box if they were given a map."
Van, Allen, Dryden, and Dornkirk all had indignant looks on their faces. Zongi (who happened to be challenged in that "area" *heh* wasn't sure whether or not he should be offended.)
"Maybe someone should scout the area," suggested Van. He realized that this was a mistake as everyone looked at him. "Fine, I'll go," he sighed.
"And take Dornkirk with you!" Eriya called after him, glad to get rid of that disgusting pile of bones.
Van reluctantly picked Dornkirk up, afraid that he might get some kind of weird disease if he touched this horrible creature. He then walked away from the others.
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Wango Chango
"Finally!" shouted Hitomi, glad to see the cheerful pink flag. They all dropped the gear in the center. Happiness took over and they began to dance until Folken realized what all was left to be done.
"Did anyone bring anything of some use to making camp?" Folken asked.
They looked around. "They took our luxury items before we got on the boat," Nariya explained.
Then everyone looked at Dilandau, Merle, and Folken, who had both managed to keep theirs. "Surely, they're in these boxes," Folken mumbled. "Ah, here we go," he opened one that said 'FRAGILE! LUXURY ITEMS!'
Inside were the following items: Hitomi's pendant, Mr. Mole's bag of assorted stolen items (it was amazing that they let him take so much junk), Chesta's sword, Chid's helmet, and Nariya's lance (she had been hoping to fence with Eriya.)
"Hmm… then we also have Dilandau's flame-thrower, Merle's catnip mouse," Folken scowled at how impractical it was, "and my arm." He sighed. "I hardly see how any of this will be useful. We'll just have to build it of the wood we find lying on the ground."
Everyone got to work. "Say, Mr. Mole… where did you put their flag?" asked Dilandau.
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Ooga Kunga
"Where could that damn flag be?" Van muttered to himself. Then he saw it. In the middle of a giant hole in the ground lie the orange flag. He sighed; it was just his luck that the map indicated that it was on the other side of the island and that it actually lies in a pit. Not knowing how else he would find his way back to the hole; he set Dornkirk down beside it. "Now, Dornkirk, I'm just leaving you here until I bring the others back to the flag. Just stay here and be a good psychopathic Isaac Newton," he hesitantly said, backing away.
He then left to go get the others.
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Wango Chango
"There!" Nariya said. They then looked at their work. It was rather scary, to say the least. It simply wasn't possible to make a nice hut out of branches.
"Well, it's better than nothing I suppose," Hitomi tried to look on the bright side.
They all slumped down, exhausted from the work that they had completed today. None of them were sure how they could last the rest of the time.
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Ooga Kunga
"I found it!" breathed upon getting back.
"Where's Emperor Dornkirk?" Nariya asked him.
"Oh, he's back at the flag. I didn't want to carry him back, it's quicker if I don't," he explained.
Everyone followed him back to the pit. "That's it?" Eries asked.
"Yep, that's it," Van sighed.
"Um, is Dornkirk supposed to look like this?" Millerna asked.
It was true; he did look rather sickly. Nariya lightly tapped him with her foot. "Yes! I know the principles of fate!" he exclaimed in his sleep.
"Yes, he looks like this. I suppose you can't expect much more considering how many hundreds of years old he is," she said.
They all set down their gear and opened the box of luxury items. Van rummaged through the box and saw: his sword, Allen's poor half-starved owl, Millerna's red balloon, Dryden's little rat dude, Dornkirk's box of curlers for his beard, Zongi's *eh…* cooking supplies, Eries' weird golden ear cuff things, and Eriya's lance (she had also planned to fence with Nariya.)
"Young master! Where have you been? The master will have my head!" the little rat dude began to panic.
"Don't worry about it, I'll write you a note," Dryden dismissed his worrying.
"Nothing here is of any use!" Van exclaimed. "Well, I suppose except for Zongi's cooking gear," he then looked at the doppelganger. "I didn't know you could even cook."
Zongi blushed. Allen suddenly exclaimed, "He has to have something to compensate for—" Eries covered his mouth.
"I think that's very important in a man," she assured the doppelganger.
"We'd better build some shelter," Van said, gathering some brush.
*30 minutes later*
Their hut was finally complete. Three walls made of sticks and the roof made of money that the rat dude had cleverly put together. They all fell asleep except for Dornkirk, who had never been fully awake.
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The manager: "There you see how the first day went for everyone."
Espano: "This my job! I host!" he glared at the manager. "Catch us next time for first challenge and tribal counsel!"
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*Author's Note:* Sorry about how long it took to get this up, I've been busy with all of my writings and my classes (Curse Honors English!). I'll try to get the next part up soon, but I've got too many stories going at once! Thank you for your patience.
