(A/N: Kept you waiting, didn't I?)
The big day had arrived. The day someone would be sent home, and it was almost all the contestants could think about as they woke up that morning, the mood a little more solemn than usual. For Stephanie in particular, this went double; she sat on the edge of her bed, quietly lacing up her shoes, an absent look on her face as the other girls chattered around her.
"What's got you all quiet?" Maya asked, stretching out as she passed by, headed toward the door. "Ain't you excited for our first real challenge? Or you afraid you'll end up losin' again~"
Stephanie glanced up at Maya, giving a light huff. The cowgirl was only teasing, really, but... in doing so she had inadvertently hit the nail on the head.
"What? No!" Stephanie protest, turning back to her shoes, tightly pulling a knot. "I'm just... in focused mode, that's all! One-hundred percent focused!"
"That's good- you'll need it. Don't mean to brag, but pretty sure I picked the best team possible," Maya bragged, crossing her arms proudly. "All the muscle we got, no way, no how we're losin' today's challenge!"
Across the room, Felicity gave Maya a smile and a thumbs up. "Oh, it's good you're not nervous! I hope your team does well!"
"Ha! You bet I'm not nervous!" Maya smirked at Felicity, tilting her hat up slightly with her thumb. "I bet we're gonna pound your team out there today!"
Felicity nodded cheerfully. "Oh! Well, in that case, we're going to have to really try our best!"
Maya tilt her head, looking dumbfounded. "Yeah, well... you better not try, 'cause... uh... it won't do you no good, y'hear!"
"Well, I hope the best team wins either way!" Felicity shrugged, un-phased.
CONFESSIONAL: MAYA
I... what? What's the point in trash talkin' if the other guy just sits there and takes it?! Pffft. Between Stephanie and Felicity, doesn't look like there's ANY competition out there today!
CONFESSIONAL: STEPHANIE
Okay, so the whole cave thing really threw me off my game last time! I really gotta get my head into it. My team is counting on me, and I can't let them down. I was the first round pick, so I have to find a way to live up to that!
CONFESSIONAL: FELICITY
So far Total Drama has been a lot of fun, I'm really making new friends here!
END CONFESSIONALS
Misty let out a groan, pulling her pillow over her ears. "Will you guys keep it down? I'm trying to sleep over here!"
"Sleep? How can you still be sleeping?" Maxine asked, flabbergasted. She was already dressed and out of bed, and in fact, was the first girl to have done so. "BREAKFAST is ready! The most important meal of the day?! Besides brunch, lunch, and dinner, anyway!"
Mitsy rolled her eyes, rolling over so her back was facing the rest of the contestants. "Oh yeah. Really looking forward to another frozen microwave meal for breakfast."
"Well, it isn't so bad! At least Pierre makes a lot of it!" Maxine sat on the edge of Mitsy's bed, grinning. "And you can't win on an empty stomach!"
"Ugh. Who caaaaaaares?" Mitsy kicked at Maxine, annoyed. "I'M not going to be the first one home, so I'm not stressing."
Maxine huffed. "Attitude like that, I wouldn't be so sure. That's a bit cocky, don't you think?"
At this, Mitsy lifted her head, shooting Maxine a glare. "Why is it that if a girl like me shows a little confidence, people say it's arrogance?" Mitsy flopped back down on the bed, shutting her eyes tightly. "Excuse me for having faith in myself. Now really, stop talking or I will actually smother you with this pillow."
"Eh, forget her," Maya waved a hand dismissively in their direction. "I know I'm gonna grab somethin' to eat. C'mon, Maxine!"
"Already there!" Maxine grinned back, the two heading out.
As the girls continued to prepare, Ingrid cast a curious look around. "Hey, where's Shelbi?"
"Oh man. That's the best sleep I think I've ever had." Andy let out a yawn, rubbing his eyes as he sat up in bed. "I don't know how they manage it over in the girl's cabin, but this is the most comfortable bed I've ever been in."
"Forget that- have you been in the bathroom?" Simon grinned, poking his head out from the doorway. "Heated. Seats. There's even a hot tub in there! Err, doesn't seem to be working, but I'm on that!"
On the floor next to his bed, Leon was doing push ups, pausing to look over at the two. "Ngh... how can you two think of such things? It's our first team challenge today!" Leon did one more, before standing up and dusting himself off, a smile on his face. "Are you not excited? Our first real challenge of the season!"
"Somehow I didn't think to get excited about elimination," Andy yawned, slipping out of bed and stretching out.
"Ahh, all part of the game!" Leon gave him an- unintentionally- hard pat on the back. "We all have to go sometime! May as well enjoy the competition until then!"
Simon stared at Leon, brow raised. "...nahhhhh, I'll enjoy the bathroom until then. Wait, no, that sounded weird. Wait, no... don't care!" With that, he disappeared from the doorway.
"Well... I'll see you all at the dining hall," Gael murmured. The young man was already dressed, quickly slipping out of the door before a word could be said.
"Wait, Gael, do you-" Leon began, stopping when the door closed. "...ah, he'll warm up! Probably!"
Across the room, Peter himself had just finished getting ready. "Well, Leon has a point. It will be interesting to see how our teams perform. Though, I admit I'm a little nervous. We're on TV, after all..." He headed toward the other side of the room. He stopped near the door, frowning as he stumbled upon a patch of floor that sounded... off. "Huh. That's odd." Peter frowned, tapping his foot on the floorboard.
"Hm? What's that?" Kyle asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
Peter didn't answer immediately. "This floor sounds hollow," he remarked, taking a step back.
"Huh? Really?" Adam, who was across the room, perked up. He slid out of bed, making his way over. "Maybe a secret passage? A hidden basement?"
"Uhhhh, if its hidden, maybe we shouldn't mess around with it," Aaron murmured, looking over the area warily. "It could be for a reason..."
"Oh, come on. Where's the adventure in that?" Adam asked, nudging Aaron playfully.
"That is kind of weird though." Curious, Andy couldn't help but make his way over. "What do you think it-"
Andy was cut off when, after taking a step next to Peter, the floor abruptly gave way, the skater plummeting downward. He let out a frightened yelp, followed by a thud, followed by silence, followed by a relieved sigh. "It's okay guys, I'm fi- OW SOMETHING BIT ME GET ME OUT-"
"Andy? You alright?" Kyle hopped out of bed, quickly peering over into the hole. "What's going on?!"
"Something's down there?" Peter leaned back, eyes wide. "What's... I can't quite see..."
"Uh oh... maybe its a bear?" Aaron gulped, slowly backing away and sitting on his bed.
By now, a crowd had gathered around the hole, murmuring and trying to figure out how to get Andy out... as well as what could be down there with him. Luckily, though, received their answer soon enough.
"Oh, Shelbi is sorry!" a familiar voice called. "You really shouldn't have snuck up on her like that!"
A short while passed, and everyone had migrated to the dining hall. Andy was currently sat back in a corner seat, leg propped up on a chair as Ash examined him, Shelbi, Kyle, and Adam nearby.
"Well, I'm really more into the pulled tendons and muscle strain sort of thing," Ash frowned, looking him over. "Good news is, though, doesn't look like anything broke skin. You'll probably have a bit of bruising though, maybe some soreness. I don't think it'll be too bad."
"Well, that's a relief," Andy muttered, rubbing his shoulder. "I'll be okay for the challenge, right?"
"Uh... again, I'm not really a licensed physician or anything," Ash shrugged. "Buuuuut I think you're okay. Well... second thought, that leg looks like it might get infected. I think you might have to amputate if it gets worse. Stop the spreading."
"...what?!" Andy sat up straight, eyes widening.
Ash grinned, shaking his head. "Kidding, kidding! You're fine."
"But here's what I want to know. Why were you even under our cabin?" Kyle asked curiously, turning to Shelbi and crossing his arms. His tone was less scolding, and more bemusedly curious. "Was sleeping under the girls cabin not comfortable enough?"
"Well, Shelbi was used to sleeping in dens when she was a pup!" she answered apologetically. "So when she found the nice one under your cabin, she couldn't resist!"
"Wait. You mean you didn't make that den yourself?" Adam asked, taken aback.
"No! Shelbi has made some pret-ty nice dens, but not ones that nice!" she hummed, shaking her head. "Whoever made that has been making dens here for a while!"
Kyle glanced over at the other boys. "Well, that's mildly concerning."
"Well, it could just be an animal that was there and then moved on, right?" Andy suggested. "I mean, it's not super concerning. Yet."
Adam held a hand to his chin, lost in thought. "Hmm... interesting."
CONFESSIONAL: ADAM
Mysterious tunnels underneath the boys cabin, huh? This is like something out of Indiana Jones! I totally have to scope this out later, if I get the chance. Maybe someone on my team would be willing to come with me.
END CONFESSIONAL
Soon enough, Chef Pierre's staff was making the rounds, serving breakfast.
"Ah-hon-hon! And, your meal for zis morning, ze egg and ze sausage breakfast sandwich!" Pierre grinned, giving an exaggerated bow. "Mon specialty! Good appetite- or as zey say in MON language; beau pantalon!"
Mitsy rolled her eyes, lifting a soggy bun off of her sandwich. "Blech. Like I said. Frozen."
Chef Pierre's eyes narrowed, glaring at Mitsy, slowly sinking behind the kitchen counter.
"That guy is such a creep," Mitsy muttered, forcing herself to take a bite, nose wrinkling.
"Oh, its not so bad!" Maxine spoke between mouthfuls of food. "At least there's a lot of it. Though, that guy does look a bit familiar. Wonder if he's one of those famous TV chefs?"
Mitsy rolled her eyes. "If he's a famous tv anything, I'm the empress of China."
The campers continued to chat and eat, everyone having sat with their teams today instead of sitting by gender. The exception, of course, being those who were currently tending to Andy. Back by the Ferrets table, Leon was happily eating his breakfast and chatting away, when he accidentally spilled a bit of his drink.
"Oh, whoops! Clumsy of me." He went to go reach for a napkin, but to his surprise, Rosella leaned in almost as soon as the drink spilled, cleaning it up for him. He stared, a bit surprised, before cracking a wide smile. "Thank you, Rosella! Nice of you to look out for your team, hm?"
Rosella gave a soft smile back, bowing her head slowly. "I just wanted to help you after the kindness you showed me. That's all... may I get you another drink?"
"That's very nice of you, but there's no need..." Leon attempted to wave the offer away, reaching for the cup himself, but Rosella quickly snatched it up, scurrying off with it. "Uh... hrm. She's very helpful."
Simon grinned, nudging him. "Pfft, helpful. She totally has a thing for you!"
"Nonsense!" Leon shook his head. "She's just helping out a fellow teammate, I'm sure! I'd do the same for you all!"
Simon smirked, casually lifting a finger, poking his glass... and pushing it over, spilling its contents on the table. "Whoops. Mind helping a fellow teammate~?"
Leon frowned, his brow furrowing. "...I think you may have done that on purpose. But still! I'm not one to turn down a teammate in need of help!" He grabbed a wad of napkins, beginning to clean up.
Across the table, Miriam rolled her eyes. "I guess I know who to call when I need some laundry done, then."
CONFESSIONAL: MIRIAM
I'm not thrilled about my team so far. Leon is strong, but not the brightest. Ash is friendly enough but needs a cane, so he might hold us back. Rosella is creepy, Simon is annoying, Gael is at least quiet. Don't get me started on Mitsy, or I'll be here all day. Like I've said, I'm not here to make friends, but I need to at least trust this team to get it done- at least until the merge. Then, whatever happens, happens.
END CONFESSIONAL
The door swung open dramatically, Chris swaggering in with a smile on his face. The host looked a bit tired, like he had been up all night, but he had a bounce in his step that was unmistakable.
"Gooooooood morning, campers!" He stopped in the center of the cafeteria, looking around, taking his time to eye everyone over. "Boy, am I excited today! And do you know why?"
Felicity raised a hand. "Because it's-"
"Yeah, no." Chris held up a palm to her face. "That was rhetorical. I'm happy because it's the first elimination challenge... and officially where things take a turn for the drama! When you all start to lie, manipulate, backstab, sabotage, do anything your cold, conniving hearts can think of to get ahead! I dunno, maybe some hook-ups or smooching or stuff, but look, I'm more interested in the drama, because drama means ratings!"
"So what's the first challenge?" Maya asked, a bit impatient. "C'mon, we all wanna know!"
"Ah-buh-buh. You'll see soon enough." Chris waved away the question with a shake of his hand. "Because, what I need you to do first is go back to your cabins and change into your swimsuits. Finish eating, do that, and meet me outside in... fifteen minutes! We're on the clock people!"
The contestants all began to scramble, finishing their breakfast and piling toward the door.
CONFESSIONAL: MAYA
Am I nervous? Pffft. Heck naw! Gettin' to show off my swimsuit AND win the first team challenge at the same time? That's what I call a good day!
CONFESSIONAL: STEPHANIE
Some kinda water challenge, huh? Okay. I can do this. Time to buckle down and prove to my team that I deserve to be here!
CONFESSIONAL: SIMON
Oh boy, I hope we don't run in to any... rough waters out there. Huh? Huuuuuuuh?
END CONFESSIONALS
Fifteen minutes passed, and Chris watched as the contestants began to filter in one by one in their swimsuits. They were almost as colorful a cast as they were in their regular wear. Some were fairly simple- Gael for example wore a pair of red shorts with black strings, now showing off the yin-yang cat tattoo he had on his chest. Peter's trunks were black with green numbers, Maxine a black one piece that was torn at the front so as to expose her stomach. Stephanie had on a plain white bikini and matching sandals; Mitsy's bikini was a similar style, but a light shade of pink with a pair of round sunglasses sat on her nose. Andy's trunks were a plain black, Kyle's a dark blue, Aaron's in blue and white. Felicity wore a cute cyan and white bikini with a duck icon on the top, and Ingrid had on a frilly, black two-piece with pink and white polka-dots. Ever the movie fanatic, Adam's swim trunks were adorned with a picture of Jaws, everyone's favorite aquatic menace. Ash kept up his sporty appearance with a pair of red trunks, and a red and white rash-guard.
Some of the other outfits were a bit more on the varied side; Leon with his midnight blue and orange rash-guard, a deep blue swimsuit and black goggles. Simon had on bright blue trunks with flowers of red, yellow and white, topped off with an "I'm With Stupid" t-shirt. Miriam's garb was a navy blue and white tankini top and low rise, belted bottoms, Rosella a tasseled, yellow bohemian bikini. Perhaps strangest of all was Shelbi, who... wore the same exact outfit as always, but the line-up was finished with Maya, in a skimpy cowprint bikini.
"Hoo-ee! You two got some muscle on ya, huh?" Maya smirked, slipping between Leon and Ash. "I like your bathin' suits. Whatcha think of mine~?"
"The cow print suits you well!" Leon smiled, nodding obliviously, Ash just chuckling and shaking his head. Rosella, who was watching from nearby, frowned, eyes narrowing as she watched Maya intently.
Chris tapped his foot impatiently, glaring them over. "There you all are. Took you guys forever!"
"But... we're on time," Peter pointed out, frowning a little. "You gave us twenty minutes-"
"Excuses, excuses! We're behind enough as it is!" Chris interjected, cutting him off. "Just follow me! Daylight is burning!"
The host turned, strolling off; Kyle gave Peter a pat on the back, amused.
"Best not to argue with him, amigo," he mused, before following after.
Chris led the cast down a long, winding dirt path that cut through overgrown grass and tangled weeds. The ground began to turn muddy, a few of the campers grimacing as they were forced to walk through what quickly transformed into a dingy swampland that looked completely out of place from the rest of the island.
"Gross... this isn't exactly what you'd want to see on a resort island," Andy muttered, waving a few bugs away.
"Well, maybe not what you'd want, but it ties right into our next challenge!" Chris came to a halt in front of a large, almost perfectly circular pond. "Welcome, to the pool of... you know, I'm not really sure what this was supposed to be attraction-wise. I mean, hanging out in a swamp? No idea who pays for that. But its not super important why it was built... so much as what was left IN it," Chris grinned. "I like to call today's challenge, 'Unholy Diver'! In the pond, we've attached four rods into the wall on either side, eight in all, four for each team. On each rod, we've got weights hanging, each worth a number of points. The weights on the first rod are worth one point, the ones on the second rod are worth five points, the ones on the third are worth ten, and the ones on the last rod are- boom! Ninety points!"
"Ninety? But... that would almost guarantee a win," Peter noted. "I assume there's a catch?"
Chris shot him an annoyed glare. "Of course there is! There's always a catch, its reality TV! See, for this challenge, obviously your team has to earn the most points. You'll be split off into groups of two, one person from each team, diving in pairs. Meaning, say, Ingrid and Rosella would be paired off and dive down at the same time for their teams. Now, you can only grab one ring per dive. If you try to grab two, you'll be deducted the highest value from your score. Now this is the catch. Getting the one point ring is relatively safe... but the further down you go, the more, we'll say hurdles, you'll have to go through!"
Maya was beginning to eye the water warily. "...liiiike what?"
"Oh, you know! Electric eels, underwater min- you know, lemme stop right there!" Chris snickered. "Be much more fun for you to figure it out yourselves! Right? Who doesn't like surprises!"
CONFESSIONAL: MAYA
Was I nervous? Of course not! Why would I be? I just... didn't think the challenge would involve fish and all sortsa underwater beasties. Am I afraid of fish? Pfffft! Naw! I'm just... don't trust 'em, that's all! Swimmin' around bein' all freaky- I mean, bein' all... untrustworthy! But no, definitely not scared! Easy challenge, ha-ha!
END CONFESSIONAL
"So!" Chris continued. "All that's left to do is pair you up and decide the order you'll be going in, which, lucky for you, I've already done! So, in order, our divers will be...
Shelbi and Gael, Andy and Simon, Felicity and Maxine, Kyle and Miriam, Adam and Mitsy, Ingrid and Ash, Aaron and Leon, Stephanie and Rosella, and finally, in the interest of maximizing drama, are the team captains Peter and Maya!"
"Interesting pairs. This should be a fun match!" Leon grinned, pounding his chest with one hand. In response, Chris began laughing, nearly doubled over. Leon's smile faded, looking concerned. "...what? What did I say?"
"Oh man, you have a lot to learn," Chris wheezed in between hysterics. "But, hey! We're all set to begin, so get in line, and let's get this challenge started, baby! Shelbi and Gael, you're up first! Crazy wolf lady versus crazy cat guy; a match made in heaven!"
Gael and Shelbi stepped up to the pond, the former giving her a nod of acknowledgement. "Um... let's have a good round," he said, leaning toward the edge.
"Of course! Shelbi has to warn you, though, she's an excellent swimmer!" she grinned, and then proceeded to rip off her shirt, a sports bra underneath.
Gael blinked, eyes widening as he cheeks tinged red. "Uhhhhhhhh..."
"And... go!" Chris ordered, chopping the air between the two.
Gael and Shelbi both dove in, disappearing below the surface of the water. Both fairly fit and agile, they easily made it past the one point mark, and to the five- Gael debating if he should do the safe thing and go for five points, but deciding to press on when he saw Shelbi dive past. He didn't have the chance to, however; neither did. A huge shadow emerged from the depths of the pond, covered in slimy, crooked scales and bearing maws lined with cracked, yellowed teeth. Dead, reptilian eyes fixed their gaze on the two contestants. It opened its mouth slightly, bubbles flowing from between crooked teeth, eyes lighting up a sickening green. Shelbi and Gael did the only thing they could- turning, and breaking for the surface. The two emerged from the water, panting and gasping as they scrambled back up on land, their teammates helping to pull them up.
"Great job, what did you- wait, you didn't get any rings?" Peter asked, flummoxed, glancing between the two. "Neither of you?"
"We couldn't... there was..." Gael stammered, coughing a bit. He didn't need to continue though; a moment later, a massive alligator reared its ugly visage from beneath the surface of the waves, water splashing all of the contestants as it let out a horrible, static-filled scream. More screaming followed after this, only this time, it was the contestants, each of them scrambling to get away from the water.
"Que es esa cosa?" Kyle stumbled backward, nearly knocking over Felicity, who had been standing behind him. Felicity froze up, eyeing the thing in quiet terror, Maya letting out a horrified scream.
"M-monster!" Maxine gasped, leaping away, Aaron following suit and ducking behind some trees.
The panic began to subside, however, when everyone realized the beast wasn't leaving the pool. Nor did it move at all. It simply floated there, staring at the cast with glowing eyes. Ingrid tilt her head, slowly approaching the pool when she realized it wasn't going to come after them.
"Huh. It's kind of cool," she remarked, picking up a nearby stick and prodding at the gator's nose. "It reminds me of the robots they used in jaws. I always liked when the monster wasn't just CG." She smiled, offering the twig to Felicity. "Here, want to poke it?"
Felicity, still shaking, slowly shook her head. "N-n-n-n-no thanks," she managed to stammer, eyes not leaving the thing.
"Oh, I'll poke it!" Stephanie smiled, taking the stick and beginning to jab at the beast.
Simon let out a relieved sigh, shaking his head. "Wonder what its problem is. Croc got its tongue?"
"Shut up Simon," Mitsy snapped, putting her sunglasses back on. They had fallen off after the initial scare caused her to fall backward on to Maxine.
"Okay, that one was forced," Simon agreed with a shrug.
Stephanie gave it one more poke, before taking a step back. "Well, I guess it isn't so bad after all!"
Her tone changed, yelping a bit as the gator's mouth slowly opened, fog rolling out from behind its teeth. Once the smoke had dissipated, a speaker crackled from the alligator's throat, a familiar voice heard cackling.
"Gooootcha!" Franz snickered, sounding incredibly pleased with himself. "C'mon. Did you guys forget about little old me?"
"Didn't forget. Just didn't expect you'd be, you know. Some horrible, scaly abomination," Andy remarked, still wary.
Chris sighed, crossing his arms. "I WISH I could forget."
"Well, don't. It would be in your best interest to keep me in mind during the challenge," Franz hummed. "See, I'm not just restricted to immobile ferret statues. I'm in the control room, baby. I get all the best toys back here, full access." The alligator slowly began to swim around, circling the pond. "Yeah, not sure why this horrifying thing was in a kid's park. Some kinda Peter Pan thing, maybe, who knows. But no way am I gonna let it go to waste."
"Great. How are we supposed to get anything done with THAT down there?" Mitsy asked.
"Don't worry. Couldn't resist the early scare, but I'm just gonna hang out near the bottom. Or will I?" Franz taunted. "...naaaah, I will. No fun if you guys didn't have any chance. So... see you down there!"
Franz' laughter could be heard as the alligator sank below the surface, disappearing from sight.
CONFESSIONAL: MAYA
N-nervous? Haha... no... not at... not at all...
END CONFESSIONAL
"Well, don't like the guy, but gotta admit, that was a pretty good entrance." Chris turned to the crew, a grin cracking across his face. "But hey! you two may have wasted the round, but at least it was even. The teams are tied up, zero-zero."
"What? We don't even get do-overs?" Peter asked, shocked.
"Nope! No do-overs for losers!" Chris hummed. "Scores are zero-zero, like I said! But, you have the chance to change that up pretty soon. After all, Simon and Andy are up next."
The two boys stepped up, looking over at each other.
"May the best man win!" Simon said, extending his hand to shake. "As long as the best man is me, I mean!"
"We'll see," Andy smiled, taking a breath as he looked back at the water.
CONFESSIONAL: ANDY
As the first person to go for my team... er, the first person to have a fair shot, anyway, I was a little on edge. Gotta earn my keep and all, right?
CONFESSIONAL: MIRIAM
I can't stand that Franz guy. Taking control of all these creepy robots, using some kind of mecha-gator to terrorize us? Well, he's not going to throw me off my game!
CONFESSIONAL: ADAM
Well, this challenge just got more exciting. It's like I'm in my own horror movie. I just gotta hope I'm not the first one killed off. Err, metaphorically. I hope.
CONFESSIONAL: ASH
You know, I used to be a really good swimmer in my day. But, weird as it may seem, never gone up against a robot alligator, that's actually a first for me. Crazy, right?
CONFESSIONAL: INGRID
I don't know. I thought it was kind of cute.
END CONFESSIONALS
Chris leaned forward, holding a hand up in the air. "On your marks... get set... GO!"
The two boys dove forward, disappearing beneath the surface of the pond. Somewhere, down in the abyss, two eyes shone like emeralds, watching their every move.
To Be Continued...
(A/N: First of all, wow. Over the past week or two, I've talked with so many of you via PM, and the response I've gotten toward bringing Lost Island back was amazing. Thank you guys so much for your support. This chapter turned out different than I thought, in that I actually specifically planned for this NOT to be a two parter. But, with what I have, and what I have planned, I made the decision to wrap it up here. The second part will come soon, I promise, and we'll FINALLY have an elimination. I will say i apologize if the part describing everyone's swimwear was a bit rushed. I didn't want to take too long on everyone's outfit, otherwise this may have been a three parter. Kidding. Mostly. I'd rather just take more time on dialogue, anyway. On that note, I DID take most of the descriptions, somewhat verbatim from their respective applications, so... partial credit for this chapter goes to all of you! :p Well, I hope you enjoyed. I'll try to have the second update out soon. I think that's about it for now. Oh, anyone gonna play/are playing the new Fire Emblem DLC? Hyped for that! Well, have a good week you guys, see you soon!)