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BaconBaka's Bites: First off, I deeply apologize on how long this chapter took. Several factors were set in place, which I won't go into further detail with. But GvP is still alive! Next, they revealed the new starters for the new Pokemon games! This may be the first time since 2nd Gen that I decide to choose the Fire Type starter. But the other starters look just as good, though! This is gonna be a tough call… But enough about that, we got an episode to get to!
This episode… Um, what DO we do? Are the campers even alive?
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Somewhere, in an open field, a tall male groaned, as he stirred from his unconscious state.
"Ugh… I totally won the Cow Contest..." The tall male complained as he got up. "Biased judges..."
He then looked around the surrounding area. It was indeed an open field, with some trees down, as well. A wall of clouds was circling the skies as well.
"What the heck... Happened?" The tall male asked himself. "Okay, Drake… Just remember. All I know is that me and a group were sucked into a tornado… I was holding onto someone for dear life..."
He then dug deep into his thoughts…
"Stella?" Drake asked. "...Don't..."
Stella's hand started to lose her grip.
"Let..."
Both of their hands separated, as they too, lost their grip. Drake could only watch as his best friend was carted off into the tornado...
"Go…" Drake said, tears developing in his eyes and fading into the tornado, as well.
"STELLA!"
Drake's eyes shot up in an instant.
"Oh, Sweet Celestia..." Drake muttered in fear. "Stella! Where is she?"
Drake looked frantically for his friend, but came up short.
"She… couldn't have died… Did she?" Drake muttered to himself, as he straightened up, and slapped himself across the cheek. "No, Drake… She is STILL alive. I can feel it. She is not. Dead. I just need a sign… Any sign will do."
He looked far ahead, and saw something neon green in the distance. He ran over to it, and picked it up…
It was a microphone, with Stella's name, engraved in it in cursive.
"Stella's microphone..." Drake said to himself. "She never parts with it… This is not a good sign."
He then examined the microphone some more, and turned it on.
"Stella?" Drake asked out loud, the microphone causing his voice to echo with it. Suddenly, an idea crept into his brain.
"Hmm… Maybe if I use this microphone..." Drake mused. "My voice can lead me over to Stella!"
He then started to make his way swiftly across the field, in hopes of finding his crush.
"Hang on, Stella… I'm coming!" Drake shouted out loud. "Sure wish I had some way of recording my thoughts..."
At that moment, what appeared to be one of the Confessional Cams fell from the sky, and in front of Drake. Oddly enough, it was still functional.
"Well, that was convenient." Drake mused.
Confessional: Yay, We Live!
Drake: Okay, Step One: Find everyone that's lost their way. Including Steph. Step Two? GTFO... Together. Those clouds surrounding the island look VERY intense.
Drake continued to run, while calling out Stella's name through her microphone she found.
"Stella? STELLA?!" Drake yelled out loud. But there was nothing in the forest, except for downed trees. "Crud… Where are you?"
At that moment, the ground began to rumble under Drake's feet. He kept himself steady, until it stopped.
"Yeesh, was that an earthquake?" Drake asked himself. "We got a hurricane stalking us, and we gotta deal with the earth rumbling, now?"
"Drake?"
Drake looked in the direction of where the voice came from. "Stella?"
"Drake! Is that you?"
"Yeah, it's me!" Drake spoke into the microphone, but not before giving a sigh of relief.
"I'm kinda stuck here! Can you give me a hand?" Stella shouted out.
"I will soon! Just give me a moment!" Drake replied back, as he started to make his way.
When he got to where Stella was, he stepped back in shock…
…
...Stella was hanging from the ankles by some vines from a tree. Drake gulped at the scene.
"Drake? You okay?" Stella asked, as Drake looked very nervous.
"This is almost like when..." Drake thought, as he shook it off. "Yeah, I'll be fine."
"I'm not sure how long I can hang like this..." Stella commented. "The storm blew me on top of a tree, and I stayed there for the duration of the storm, until the eye arrived, and that earthquake hit, and I started to fall. Thankfully, this vine caught me. I'm lucky my ankle didn't snap."
"Just sit tight; I'll get you down shortly!" Drake instructed, as he started to survey the area. There were a lot of giant leaves that were blown off their branches during the storm that were on the ground.
The Loner started to drag the leaves, and placed them under where Stella was hanging from, making a makeshift cushion soft enough for the two to fall on. He then started to climb close to Stella, and got close to the vine. He started to undo the knot, as Stella was impressed.
"Wow, Drake… You know how to undo tight knots?" Stella asked, as Drake nodded.
"Yeah… I kinda picked it up somewhere..." Drake replied back.
He was about done with the knot, as it loosen on its on, and Stella started to fall… But just as quickly as she started to descend, she was quickly caught by Drake, who was hanging onto her ankle.
"Don't worry. THIS time, I'm NOT letting go." Drake said out loud, as he pulled Stella back onto the tree branch he was on.
"Now… We jump onto this leaf pile..." Stella instructed, as she grabbed Drake's hand. "You wanna jump… together?"
Drake smiled back. "I wouldn't have it any other way..."
Stella nodded, as after a count of three, the two jumped off the tree branch, and onto the soft pile of leaves. Once the two got back up, Stella brought Drake in for a hug.
"Drake! Thank you!" Stella cried out loud. "When that storm separated us, I thought you were..."
"I've been through worse, trust me." Drake smiled back. "But when I awoke… All I could think about was you. I was worried you've… But enough sad stuff; I'm just glad to see you're okay!"
"Me too…" Stella replied.
"Also, I think this belongs to you." Drake said, presenting Stella her microphone, as Stella accepted it.
"My mike! I never part with this! Thank you! But for Now?" Stella replied with a smile, as she grabbed a bit of mud. Dabbing some on her finger, she made some makeshift war markings on Drake's face. "How about we save everyone?"
Drake smiled back, as he too, gave Stella some war paint markings with the mud. "Let's do it."
The two started to walk together, as Stella grabbed Drake's hand, as she started to blush at her friend, hero… And now her crush.
Confessional: It Takes Two to Tango!
Stella: I've always helped Drake out with his problems, and he helped me out… More ways than one… -She blushes- When we do I'm totally making a song dedicated to him.
Drake: I am just glad that Stella's okay… -Blushes and smiles- She's one in a million.
Somewhere Else…
Marissa was walking around, twigs and leaves in her frizzy hair, and lost, as well.
"Ugh, this isle is completely abandoned… What the hell happened to everybody?" Marissa asked herself, as she got a rumble in her tummy. "So… hungry… Why did I skip breakfast this morning?"
She could see in the distance, what appeared to be a blonde-haired girl.
"Mirian?" Marissa asked herself, looking seemingly confused. "Did… Did I die, and she's picking me up to head to Heaven?"
She then ran towards the blonde girl to get a closer look at her. When she got there, she was even more confused.
"...When did Mirian get a tattoo of a cookie? And joined the cheerleading squad?"
"Whoa… That you, Marissa?" The blonde haired girl asked. "It's me, Twiggy!"
Marissa blinked, as she cleaned her glasses, and reinserted them on her head.
"Twiggy!" Marissa exclaimed, but not before giving a silent 'Thank You' to the sky. "You by yourself, as well?"
"Well, to put it simple… Yeah." Twiggy answered back. "I'm hoping to make a signal fire for anyone to rescue us. But how did you get separated from your squad?"
"Okay, here's the long and short of it..." Marissa started to explain.
In the tornado, Marissa was holding onto Ellis' hand. She lost grip of GENKI, as she struggled to hang on her crush.
"Don't worry; I'm NOT letting you go!" Ellis said out loud. "And that's the truth!"
Ellis then looked at his other hand… It started to slip off Nick's hand.
Marissa looked at Ellis, and nodded, as she let go.
"I'M COMING TO JOIN YOU, MIRIAN!"
"MARISSA!" Ellis yelled out loud, until he could no longer be seen.
Now airborne in the sky, she could only wait for her untimely demise.
"Ellis… If you do survive… Hope you find the one, someday..." Marissa thought. "Me and Mirian will be rooting for…"
She then snapped her fingers in triumph. "A-HA!"
Tying off her sweater, she held onto it, using it as a makeshift parachute, she floated gently to the ground.
"Take THAT, twister! I've got a Wind Resistance Protection Cloak!" Marissa taunted out at the now departing tornado.
Now in the storm itself, she made her way across the destruction, trying to find some form of shelter, at least until it cleared itself.
As she looked ahead, she smiled up at the sky.
"Thank you, Mirian..."
"...And that's what happened." Marissa finished. "I'm hoping to find Ellis and the others. The Guild's gotta stick together."
Twiggy nodded. "That's fine and all, but just one question I gotta ask."
"Shoot."
"How in the holy Ina Garten did you keep your hat on during all that?" Twiggy asked out loud.
Confessional: Good question…
Marissa: -She is holding up a bottle of shampoo- Frizzfuzz! The only shampoo to ensure any headgear stays equipped on your head! Use as directed… And don't ask how I found this bottle.
"Nevermind that; think I should find more party members and direct them here?" Marissa asked.
"Yeah, it would be a good idea." Twiggy answered. "With all of these earthquakes occurring, we should work as a team."
Marissa smiled at Twiggy's response. "You're right about that, Twiggy. Be back as soon as I can!"
The RPG fan ran into the woods, in the hopes of finding more campers, as…
…
...The earth began to shake violently.
"Shit!" Marissa cursed out loud, as she had to dodge various tree branches falling in her path. "What else can go wrong?!"
She soon ate those words, as the earth began to open under her feet.
"Ohhhh… That."
She quickly ran from the falling earth, as the earth quickly stopped shaking. Once she got recomposed, she peered down at the new giant chasm, splitting the path and preventing anyone to cross.
Twiggy soon came running to Marissa's aid. "Marissa! You okay?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine!" Marissa shouted back, as she looked to the side of Twiggy. "But you may wanna back away right freakin' NOW!"
"Wait, what?" Twiggy questioned, as there was a sound of leaves rustling, and then…
THHHHHHUUUUUDDDDDD!
Once the dust settled, the RPG fan was now looking at a downed tree, completely and permanently blocking the path.
"Twiggy? TWIGGY?!" Marissa asked in panic, hoping that the cheerleader didn't join her mom. She then looked at the downed tree, tears developing in her eyes. "No… Please, don't be..."
"Marissa? Man, I owe you a solid!"
"Twiggy?!" Marissa said out loud, perking back up.
"Well, guess the send people plan is more or less toast." Twiggy replied back.
"Look, nevermind. You get started on that signal fire, okay? I'll try to gather up a group, nonetheless!" Marissa suggested.
"Good idea, Marissa." Twiggy replied back. "And Marissa? Good luck!"
Marissa ran off into the forest, in hopes of finding more campers, as Twiggy started to gather up materials to make said signal fire.
"Okay, grandpa… I hope this signal fire can make you proud..." Twiggy said, as she looked up at the sky.
Confessional: Grand Old Fire
Twiggy: Yeah, I never told anyone this, not even the squad back at home. But, I've got a bit of Native American heritage. Grandpa taught me all kinds of tricks, such as making signal fires and how to live off the land. But I kept it hidden because nobody would believe me.
Marissa: Well, guess I'm a Party of One. Sure hope I can find someone soon…
Somewhere on the Island…
Olivia stirred awake with the ocean waves hitting the shores.
"Whoa… that was intense..." Olivia muttered to herself, as she looked around. "And… Yikes. Looks like this isle's deserted."
She then looked down at herself.
"Welp, time to ditch these duds!" Olivia said, as she took off her shirt and tossed it aside, leaving her in a black Anthrax undershirt with her belly showing. "Now with that outta the way…"
She eyed some mud, in which she put markings all over herself.
"Now, time to TRULY see if Gilligan's Island is deserted or not." Olivia exclaimed, as she started to make her way into the woods, when she saw something out of the corner of her eye…
Moana was face-down, unconscious on the ground.
"Well… This is balls to the wall awkward..." Olivia mused. "For one thing, if she's lying here, my bad boy's gotta be on this isle. I can always find him and confess my love to him..."
She then looked again at Moana.
"On the other hand, we're still human…" Olivia said to herself. "And I shouldn't leave her to die just for some bad boy. It's just not right."
She then turned Moana around, and started to compress on her chest. When she did enough compressions, she put her mouth onto Moana's mouth, giving her air. Moana's eyes shot up.
"Um… Wow, Olivia… I've always thought you were into bad boys. But this takes the cake!" Moana said, as she gave off a wink.
Olivia stepped back, as she shook her head. "What? No! What gave you that idea? I'm into boys! Especially the bad ones with body piercings and tattoos! And cool hair like you're sportin' right now!"
"Well, this'll get the Yuri Fanfic writers writing for sure. I can see it now!" Moana teased, as she fiddled with her hair.
"Yeah, yeah, bite me..." Olivia playfully replied back. "So, what occurred with you, after… You know? Were you grasping hands with my b- I mean, Sting?"
"From what I can remember, after me and Sting were forced off each other due to high winds… I kinda lost consciousness after that. I'm quite surprised we didn't end up with any broken bones falling from such a great height." Moana answered.
"Looks like we can check off 'Survive a head on Tornado' off our bucket list, now." Olivia joked.
"But to be serious, if us two met up, the others must be on this isle. We should team up, and find the others, and fast. From my experiences being a sea-bound gal… We're in the Eye of the Storm." Moana explained. "And these storms can be quite catastrophic. This is my first Cat 5 I've lived through, and even I'm disturbed."
Olivia looked at Moana with some seriousness. "Yeah, you're right. This is Go Time. This is Show Time. We shall survive!"
Moana blinked at the Metalhead. "Err, were they song lyrics?"
"Hey, you unintentionally referenced Disturbed's Eye of the Storm, dummy!" Olivia chirped back.
Confessional: Hey, there aren't any metal songs referencing storms out there…
Olivia: Okay, Olivia… Keep your priorities straight. This is no time for metal. It's the time for action! ...Okay, one metal song will do.
Moana: Yeah, with the clouds surrounding the island… You would think this storm's taunting us..."
Olivia and Moana were in the woods, as Moana was listening to Olivia sing some song lyrics from one of her favorite songs.
"Shout! Shout! Shout at the Devil!" Olivia sung out loud.
"Hey, all for nothing, but..." Moana interrupted. "You seem to hang around with Cherri, you appreciated my hair, you seem to like Sting… You like going against the norm, huh?"
"You betchya!" Olivia answered back with a wink. "I just wanna be unique, and not another face in the crowd like the people I know back home."
"Well, that makes sense. Besides, if everyone looked the same… Things would get boring so quick." Moana explained.
"Exactly!" Olivia said back.
The two of them walked in silence a few more minutes, until…
"Hey, Olivia? Not to pry, but… How long have you've listened to heavy metal?" Moana asked out loud.
"Oh, been a fan since I was five." Olivia nonchalantly answered. "Got started on Motley Crue. Now, I listen to stuff like Motorhead, Iron Maiden, Slayer, Destruction, Anthrax..."
Moana's eyes were wide. "Wow, you've got an… Unique taste in music. Even from a young age."
"You betchya!" Olivia chirped. "Everyone else listens to this Bieber dude… Who either gets incarcerated, or gets inked just about every month. Plus, I think he's a jerk. Besides, today's music is kinda… Eh… I've rather not insult any music you listen to. Kesha gets off scot-free, though; I find her nose ring to be rather cool."
"I also gotta admit, I'm kinda a listener to New Wave music, as well as the Beach Boys." Moana exclaimed. "And before you give me a look, blame my mom."
"Eh, I won't. Besides, my mom was a fan of Amy Winehouse." Olivia said. "And I gotta admit, even though I'm a die-hard metalhead… I kinda adored her works a tad bit, too. Plus, she had some bitchin' skin art to boot. However, she was totally troubled, and as a result… She succumbed to various drugs and booze." Olivia explained. "When news came out about how she died, mom was really devastated. It took about a couple weeks to bring her back from her gloom. It's why my dream? It's to be a metal singer, and not fall to the temptations of drugs and alcohol. Cause that kinda crap can kick it. I rather be a good role model for any future fans of my works."
Moana smiled in approval. "You've got some huge dreams, Olivia. But I know you can do it."
"Thanks!" Olivia replied back. "Of all the rivals I've ever had grabbing up any bad boys I see… You're the first that's cool and chill to me."
"And you're quite the sweetie, once you've quit snagging samples from Sting." Moana commented back.
"Eh, that time in my past is long over. I've overcame that phase in my life." Olivia explained.
The two chuckled a bit as they made their way through the woods.
Confessional: Well, at least they're getting along.
Olivia: While I can't call her my friend for trying to snag Sting… I can, at least, call her my… Well, the word's at the tip of my tongue.
Moana: Olivia's quite the interesting gal…
Yet somewhere else on the island…
Nelson woke up in what was assumed to be a small cave. He looked around, and was confused as to what happened.
"Whoa… The heck happened?" Nelson asked himself. "All I can remember is when that tornado hit, I lost hold of Xantara, and shortly thereafter… Korpse."
He then gulped in fear.
"Where are the two?!" Nelson shouted out loud in worry. "Xantara? Korpse?! XANTARA! KORPSE!"
He then sighed in defeat.
"Man, where are you two?" Nelson muttered, as he noticed something was off. "And how did I end up here?"
"Namaste, buddy." A new voice announced out loud.
Nelson turned around, and smiled from ear to ear.
"XANTARA!" Nelson yelled, as he glomped the New Age girl. She promptly returned the hug.
"Nelson! You've… I'm not sure what to say; you're still up and around!" Xantara replied back.
"No, I was more worried about YOU. When that storm hit, and we both lost our grips..." Nelson muttered. "I'm still wondering about how I ended up in this cave."
"Well… To tell you the truth, I found you unconscious on the ground." Xantara admitted. "When the winds settled, I picked you up and hotfooted it to the nearest cave I could find."
Nelson smiled. "Thanks, Xantara. But now… We should find Korpse."
"Yeah, we should." Xantara noted, as she pulled out a canteen. "Tea?"
Nelson blinked. "Err, where did you get that canteen?"
Xantara looked at the canteen in question. The words 'Property of Grace' was stamped on it.
"I think it blew in with the storm." Xantara replied back, as the two exited the cave. "That, and I may have landed near Challenge Beach after that tornado tore us apart."
"Well, in either case, at least we got something to drink, now." Nelson said, as he looked far into the horizon. "With those clouds surrounding the island, we may not be outta the woods, yet. Our first priority? Finding our team members, plus the Populars. Second? Warping outta here faster than a warp star."
The ground then rumbled some more, as both Nelson and Xantara heard some loud crashing sounds. They turned around to see that the cave has more or less collapsed on itself.
"Yikes… Best we avoid any caves with all of these earthquakes going on, Nel..." Xantara noted.
"You bet, Xan." Nelson nodded.
Confessional: Maybe the island's super hungry?
Nelson: Still, tea in a canteen? ...How does she do that?
Xantara: Hey, gotta keep some tea bags in your pockets in case of an emergency.
Meanwhile, Korpse was looking around for any signs of life.
"Okay, there's a chance I may be alone..." Korpse said to herself. "And the animals fled the coop, so there's no using any skills from I learned from playing Survival Kids…"
She continued to look around some more.
"I hope someone finds me soon… I've kinda have a fear of being totally alone..." Korpse mused.
Confessional: At least she's still standing…
Korpse: Though to be fair, I only went for a few endings… Blasted four-character limit.
Yet somewhere else… Yeah, we didn't go anywhere.
Heidi was face-down, and looked up slightly, before collapsing again.
"Food..." Heidi moaned. "I could go for a hot dog right about now..."
At that moment, a pale-white hand was being offered.
"Come on, you gotta get up, bud."
Heidi recognized that voice.
"Grace?"
Taking the hand, she looked around and surveyed the destruction.
"Man, where did we land?" Heidi questioned.
"Well, from judging by the trees… We must be near camp." Grace explained. "If we get to our camp, we can ride this crap storm out until someone saves us!"
The two started to run, as a thought hit Heidi.
"Wait, what about nourishment?" Heidi asked. "What'll we do for food?"
"Well, I've got a stash of fruit that I hid under the floorboards back at camp, in case anyone was hungry between challenges, and in case no fruit was available." Grace answered back.
Heidi smirked, blushing a bit. "Ah, the old food-stash play. Good call!"
At that moment, they could hear a voice from nearby…
...It was of someone crying.
"Hey, is it me, or is someone crying nearby?" Grace asked.
"Yeah, I hear it too!" Heidi replied back. "Maybe we should find and comfort the dude."
The two nodded together, as they went to where the source of the crying was…
"Man… Why must this happen to me?" Ellis sniffled. "Disowned, hated by an entire town, and now I lose the bestest friend I could know..."
"Ellis?"
Ellis looked up to see both Heidi and Grace looking at him with concern.
"Yeah… I feel like I've been cursed with this bad luck." Ellis muttered. "I'm not sure where Marissa is..."
"Marissa? About yay tall, very frizzy hair, borderline C-Cups, always wears that sweater tied around her waist?" Heidi described.
"Yep, that's her..." Ellis nodded.
"Sad to say, we've haven't seen her." Grace answered. "But hey, why not come with us? We'll help you find your gal pal."
Ellis smiled slightly. "Good idea… I'm hoping she isn't hurt..."
Confessional: Judging by her section in this chapter…
Ellis: -He looks up at the sky- Mirian… Protect Marissa for me, okay? You've known her ever since you two were young.
As the three continued on, Grace slowed down to walk side-by-side Ellis.
"Hey, Ellis?" Grace asked. "I've got something to ask..."
"Yeah?"
"How do you… Well, return someone's feelings who's crushing on you?" Grace questioned.
Ellis looked at Heidi, who was leading the way, and looked back at Grace.
"Well, to be honest, I've never been in your shoes… Er, sandals, being I'm kinda straight." Ellis corrected. "But the one times I did try to return my feelings to a girl, I got rejected, like when I tried asking a girl I liked to room with her the night I got disowned. I more or less got slapped across the face. How word travels around a small town like that, I dunno. The second time, it was my friend Sunny, who I had a crush on. But I quickly gave that up when I learned she was a lesbian."
"I see..."
"But this time… I feel my love for Marissa may be legit, no lie." Ellis continued, before he looked down. "Wish I knew where she was."
Heidi motioned for Ellis to come forward, for Grace to stay back, and as Ellis approached Heidi, she gave off a gentle smile to Ellis.
"Dude, if both you, me and Grace survived that Cat 5 hurricane, then there is a chance we're gonna find her, and we all meet up and live to tell the tale!" Heidi reassured.
"Yeah… You're right." Ellis replied back with a smile, as he looked at Grace. "Sooooo… When are you gonna, well, hook up?"
"Dude, I ain't rushing head long into that thing! I just gotta play it cool, and eventually lead my heart in for a touchdown!" Heidi inquired. "Or a Birdie! Whatever I'm into!"
Ellis blinked. "I don't get half of what you said, but I'll take your word for it."
But not too far from them, Grace listened to the whole thing, as she pumped her fist mentally.
Confessional: Victory?
Grace: Sweetsauce! Heidi does return my feelings! I had a strong hunch she didn't, but I was proven wrong!
Heidi: Hey, who knew that the one girl I liked was into fruit and stuff?
Ellis: Yeeeaaahhh, Isabel was the one more into sports. And by sports, I mean soccer. Heck, before my disbandment, I mostly kept to my own devices.
Popular's Cabin
Thunder was in the cabin, with his leg pinned down by a table.
"Someone! Anyone! HELP!" Thunder yelled out loud.
Er, did we ever leave the island this part?
Cherri was walking around the forest, with the strong winds whipping at her back.
"Man, this is unreal..." Cherri said to herself. "Not only are there no other campers, there's no other bugs, as well… What to do..."
She then did a bit of thinking, as she realized something.
"Hmm… Maybe if I climb up on a high enough tree, I can survey the area?" Cherri exclaimed. "Yeah, may be a bad idea, what with this heavy wind, and these tremors occurring, but right now, I've no choice!"
Soon climbing up a tree, she could see the ground getting smaller and small, and the winds get harder and harder. But she pressed on, eventually reaching a high enough point so she could look around.
"Okay… There's nothing but forest around us..." Cherri noted to herself, as she noticed something in the distance…
A smoke trail going up.
"Is… Is that smoke?" Cherri asked, as she mentally noted where the smoke was, as began to climb down the tree, eventually getting back on solid ground.
"Okay… I didn't see any lightning during this storm, so that smoke HAD to have been hand-made..." Cherri noted to herself, as she began to go the direction to where the smoke came from…
Confessional: Smoke on the Water
Cherri: Maybe it'll lead me to someone! Or to… Well, I rather not find out right now. I still have many years ahead of me! Much artwork to get attached to my body! This punk ain't checkin' out yet!
Cherri ran in the forest, as she reached a clearing, to where she could see the smoke more clearly… Along with someone else.
"...Twiggy of the Populars?" Cherri asked out loud.
Indeed, Twiggy was busy maintaining the signal fire she had built.
"Hey, Cherri!" Twiggy greeted the newcomer.
"Hey, Twiggy." Cherri replied back. "Never noticed that you were into this kinda thing..."
"I'm more than just some silly cheerleader, Cherri." Twiggy winked.
"I see..." Cherri nodded in response. "Still, nice skinart, Twig."
Twiggy looked down at her cookie tattoo, and grinned. "Yep; hurt like hell, too!"
"Well, I do have some tips if you ever-" Cherri began to say, as…
"Nah, sticking to just one piece of skinart. Besides, this was all tribute anyway." Twiggy admitted. "Cookies were my mom's fave snack. She only had one request before she died..."
"Sorry to hear that, Twiggy… What was it?" Cherri asked.
"Simple; to eat up a pile of chocolate chip cookies." Twiggy answered. "She wanted to leave this world with the taste of cookies in her mouth."
"Still… Going back to what truly matters right now. Did you meet anyone beforehand?" Cherri asked.
"Well, I did meet up with Marissa, before she went to find more people. Then us two got separated by an earthquake and a falling tree." Twiggy admitted, as Cherri was alarmed. "Don't fret; she's still okay."
"That's a relief..." Cherri sighed.
"So… Think you can find the other campers?" Twiggy requested.
Cherri gave off a salute. "I shall be there faster than a colony of ants on a sugar rush!"
She then ran off, as Twiggy kept on the maintaining of the signal fire.
"Good luck, Cherri..." Twiggy said to herself. "If anyone can save everyone, it's you..."
But at that moment, Cherri came back, clearly curious about something.
"Say, one more thing before I search for survivors..." Cherri said out loud.
"Shoot."
"How do you keep that face paint on you?" Cherri asked. "Clearly, it must have smeared by now..."
Twiggy whistled an innocent tune.
Confessional: A secret to everyone?
Twiggy: -She holds up a bottle of face paint- CheekBrush Paints; the only face paint that washes off via a combination of soap and water, and only if you scrub hard! Non-toxic as well, to boot! Don't ask how I found this bottle; I got no clue.
You know the drill by now.
Verna was walking about, looking around the area.
"Man, this isle is more devoid of life more than Orre Region's population of wild Pokemon back in Colosseum..." Verna noted to herself.
She then straightened herself, looking serious.
"Silly Verna… You shouldn't be talking Pokemon right now; not while in a dangerous situation like this!" Verna inquired, pushing in her glasses. "First off, assess the situation. You're alone, the eye of this hurricane is above us right now… One's first course of action would be to hunt for survivors!"
…
…
"...Wherever they may be." Verna finished.
"Babe?"
Verna knew that voice well enough.
"Mozart?" Verna questioned, as Mozart made her presence known. Woodstock was in his pocket, and GENKI was following as well. The inventor was suddenly glomped as a result.
"MOZART!" Verna hugged Mozart real tight, before realizing what she was doing. "Oh… Sorry."
"Hey, it's okay, brah." Mozart replied back.
"GENKI ships it!" GENKI said out loud.
Both teens gave the robot a look, before she looked back at Mozart.
"How did we even survive?" Verna asked. "I mean, that was a wild storm, which is still surrounding us at this moment."
"I dunno..." Mozart answered back. "I guess the big dude is looking after us from upstairs."
Verna smiled. "That, he is."
Confessional: Thou Shall Save Them All!
Verna: While I'm not a really religious person, I still thank God for… Well, everything that happened just now. Except the hurricane.
Mozart: -He sends up a thumbs up- God, dude? Thanks for keeping Verna safe… And do the same for everyone as well.
The two were now walking together, hoping to find some source of life.
"So… I saw from the other day that you've got two mommies. How did that work out?" Verna asked.
"Well, if you must really know… My mom was Bisexual, and thought she met the man of her dreams..." Mozart said out loud. "She even… Well, you know about the Pidgeys and the Vespiquens, don't ya?"
"You bet! Knew about that stuff at age 10!" Verna grinned back. "I even know about the Skitties and the Wailords, as well!"
Mozart gulped. "Do… I really wanna know?"
"Well, once you do, you'll understand why Peter Griffin was given a lifetime ban from Seaworld." Verna answered.
Mozart shivered at that thought. "Well, anyway, he shacked up with mom, and knocked her up, leaving him pregnant with me. Eventually, I was born, and named after him. Yep, my real name is Magnus Tonfa Jr. For a few years, I thought he was a good father. But the truth was… He wasn't. He would hang out at bars every night, come drunk off his ass, yelling at me for chores I clearly did, but didn't do good enough… There was no reasoning with him..."
"Yikes… My dad drinks spirits on special occasion, and he never does that!" Verna stated.
"GENKI says that's abuse, judging by her databanks." GENKI added.
"I more or less stuck around momma, or… Well, you know, the one with 'tude. She was mom's roomie, and knew her since kindergarten. She understood me, even if I was 6." Mozart continued. "But dad didn't like her, due to her being a bad influence on me… I learned more from that bodacious gal than I did from him! But I was still abused by dad. I tried to keep it bottled up, but momma convinced me otherwise. I told her in secret what was going on, and we both told mom. She revealed the truth… She too, was on the wrong side of Domestic Abuse, and kept it hidden. That night… That's when shit totally hit the fan..."
Verna was silent, as her eyes went wide.
"He burst into my bedroom, drunk as all hell, yelling at me for splitting him and mom up, and slapping me across the face for no reason." Mozart continued on. "I was sobbing loudly, but he kept on hitting me… That's when momma came in, brandishing a knife, and held dad up by his throat, threatening him… I ran out the room, and huddled around mom, as the police arrived. After we explained everything, dad got arrested, and we were given consoling."
Verna gasped in horror. "My God… I never knew that about you before! I'm so very sorry, Mozart!"
"Well, now you know. Mom saw a new light in momma that night, momma presented mom with a blue feather… It makes sense in context, and about a year later, they married." Mozart finished. "I never saw my dad since that night, and I damn as well don't want to. Hell, I even had my name legally changed to Mozart, so I wouldn't have anything to do with the cu… Well, you know what I mean."
Verna put a comforting hand on Mozart's shoulder.
"And I thought I had problems with trying to keep my hobby a secret… You've been through hell and back! At 6 years old!" Verna said out loud.
"Hey, it's okay now, babe." Mozart smiled back. "My parents are the most loving couple around. And I'm promising myself that I won't be like my dad was..."
Verna gave off a gentle smile. "No… I'm sure of that."
"You really mean that?" Mozart asked.
"Hey, like what some skeleton dude said… Anyone can be a good person, if they just try." Verna answered back. "Or I think that's how it went; I only saw a Genocide route online. I rather not go on one myself."
Mozart smiled. "I'm sure I'll be a great dad..."
Verna was about to reach for Mozart's hand silently, as…
"Mozart! Verna! GENKI senses some abnormalities happening!" GENKI announced.
The two looked up at the sky… The once blue sky was starting to cloud up again.
"Looks like Fosley's coming in for round two..." Mozart noted.
"Yeah…" Verna said, as she realized something, as she noticed Woodstock, still in Mozart's pocket. "Wait… GENKI… Don't you have a protective cage in you for Woodstock?"
"GENKI is equipped with all sorts of gizmos!" GENKI replied back. "GENKI is prepped for everything!"
"Then… Can you stash away Woodstock in yourself?" Verna requested.
"It shall be done, Verna!" GENKI replied back, as a protective box came out of GENKI's chest. Mozart then placed the pet rat in the box, as Verna rubbed it's head, as it went back into GENKI.
"And a few days ago, you hated Woodstock..." Mozart smirked.
"Eh, had to keep up my Alpha Bitch facade." Verna replied back. "Besides, he's kinda cute, once you get to know him."
Mozart gave off a gentle smile. "Where was this Verna at the beginning of the game?"
"Hidden away. But now is brought out to take this game, storm by storm!" Verna announced, pushing in her glasses.
Confessional: Rats… There goes Verna's old Alpha Girl label…
Verna: Case in point, I never did hate rodents… I was a bit corrupted, thanks to you know who.
Mozart: It felt nice to get that off my chest… I now truly know I can trust Verna with everything. -He blushes- She truly is a babe, huh?
Still on this Island, kinda-sorta made outta Rock. Not Roll, though.
Sting was walking through the forest, looking around for anyone.
"Hello?" Sting shouted out in the air. "Is there anyone on this isle? Anyone at all?"
But nobody shouted back…
"Man, where is everyone?" Sting asked himself, as he noticed someone, buried under some leaves.
"Oh… Crud. I hope it's still alive..." Sting pleaded, as he rushed over to where that person was. Quickly removing the large leaves, the person he dug up slowly opened their eyes…
…
…
"...You're my hot prince?"
Sting blinked at that response. "Uh… Last time I checked, I wasn't of royalty."
The person then rubbed the sleep out of their eyes, as they found out who TRULY saved them.
"...You gotta be kidding! The lame EMO was my prince?!" Steph complained. "EEEEWWW!"
Sting shrugged. "The only kind of royalty I've got is some Princess Candice plushie I won at the carnival. And a Game of Thrones DVD signed by the creator..."
Steph then did some thinking.
"Hmm… He seems way too cheerful to be an emo… He seems to be just a ripoff! How would I know he's emo?" Steph thought.
"Er, Steph? You doing okay?" Sting asked, as Steph gave a glare at Sting.
"...Take off your hoodie." Steph ordered.
Sting shrugged, as he did so, revealing his undershirt. At that moment, Steph grabbed his arm, and began to examine it.
"Damn! No slits on his arm, no tattoos… Nothing!" Steph cursed underneath her breath. "He truly IS playing as an emo!"
"Uh… Can I have my arm back, now?" Sting requested, as Steph let go. "Thanks."
Steph then looked at Sting more closely… Or at the undershirt he was wearing.
"So… What's that symbol on your shirt? It looks like a jaguar." Steph said out loud.
"Yep! It's a Red Jaguar shirt from Legends of the Hidden Temple!" Sting replied back.
Steph stomped her foot in frustration. "Damn, that's not even a good secret to exploit! At least Verna's and Drake's were easy!"
"Steph?" Sting asked. "You doing okay?"
Confessional: Yep, when you can't even exploit the emo of all people…
Steph: This is unbelievable! How can I even get ahead in this game without blackmail?! Verna, she alrady had her use, and Drake still has some use left! But when I can't seriously make an emo do my bidding… Sting is unphasable!
Sting: -He has his hoodie back on- Hmm, I know that Steph's a… Well, a jerk. But in these conditions, it's best to shelve the contest for now.
The two walked together, as Steph noticed what appeared to be a muddy slope to the slide.
"Er… Sting?" Steph asked, as Sting walked towards her. "What do you think of this slope?"
Sting looked more closely at the slope. It appeared to be very slick from the rains that fell, along with some rocks sticking out.
"Yeeeeaaahhh, no." Sting answered back. "I may dress emo, but I ain't no death seeker."
Steph looked at the slope too, and gulped. "Yeah, you're right..."
The two continued to walk, as Steph continued to survey Sting.
"So… Being you dress like something from a steamy romance novel… You gotta have a hot six pack… Right?" Steph asked, looking hopeful.
But Sting sighed.
"Nope; no six pack on me." Sting replied back. "Even though I carry a six pack of soda with me when I went to go to my friend's houses from time to time, back in the day."
"Oh…" Steph sighed, as she looked back at Sting. "What about those friends from the other day?"
"Well, Radko does have a six pack… Slightly." Sting answered. "Buuuuttt… He's already taken."
"I see..." Steph replied back. "Damn! He's too strong! I gotta think bigger!"
"Yeah, kinda helped the two get together; they've been friends since kindergarten-" Sting said, as…
"So… Does anyone like you?" Steph asked, with a flirty tone.
Sting blushed slightly. "Well… Olivia has a major crush on me… Calling me a bad boy, when the only bad thing I did was use a Pizza Hut napkin at Dominos Pizza. Didn't want them to go to waste. But how can I say to her that I… Well, am crushing on Moana? Olivia's a sweet girl, and I know she'll be a sweetie to any future boy that comes her way… But I think Moana is more down to earth, just what I like in a girl. It's why I'm falling for Moana, and not Olivia."
"So… You don't like Olivia back?" Steph asked.
"I like her, but I don't like her like her, if that's how it goes." Sting answered back.
"I see..." Steph nodded, as the two continued on their merry way, silently.
Confessional: Well, this'll disappoint Sting/Olivia shippers…
Steph: This… is NEAT! I managed to squeeze some info out from Sting! Now… If I can break the heart of Olivia by using a more conventional method… This game IS still mine.
Sting: ...Why do I have the feeling I just did a bad?
Red Rover, Red Rover, Send Cammy Right Over! (Yeah, ran out of island puns)
Ada and Nick were also walking together. Ada was using a walkingstick to keep her steady, while Nick was on her other side, just in case.
"So, how did your parents react to your… Well, change in wardrobe?" Nick asked.
"Well, while they were surprised, they were rather supportive." Ada answered back. "When my cheerleading dreams went south after the fall, and before I became a DJ, I was rather depressed. But after that party… Well, you know the deal. Plus, green hair really suited me to be honest."
"What was your original hair color?" Nick questioned.
"Eh, it was an aburn color." Ada shrugged.
"Interesting." Nick nodded. "Glad that your folks were supportive."
"Yeah, wish that your folks were! I mean, what's their beef with my way of lifestyle?" Ada exclaimed. "Things have been boring at best, downright acidic at worst! One needs to have fun, otherwise… What's the use of living alive?"
"I know that now." Nick smiled back. "Heck, being around you let me even be alive."
Ada grinned. "Glad for me and Kade to had corrupted ya."
Confessional: Corruption!
Ada: And besides, he's rooming with me when the show's over. They've support interracial relationships with my aunt having married an African-Canadian guy.
Nick: Hmm… I'm thinking of letting my hair grow out a little, add in a lightning bolt streak in it. Would that look cool?
The three continued on, as per usual, as Ada realized something.
"Hey, you never did told me about how my career choice was horrid to them." Ada said out loud.
"Well, you know how they are; they claim that they have the best interest for us. But… They're just looking out for themselves, and in their social group. If anything seemed popular, they would attack it. Remember when a cartoon was gonna show up on CN involving two lesbian crime fighters?" Nick asked.
"I… don't recall that happening. Are you channeling Drake?" Ada questioned back.
"Nobody does. It was canceled, thanks to the two's crusade, and the creator wrongly institutionalized without the public knowing." Nick answered back. "Plus, they often than not interrupted more appropriate people for the job. But… That's just the tip of the iceberg. You wanna know how the two assholes got elected in the first place?"
"Harshness…" Ada muttered. "But how? What happened?"
"Well, aside of some purely hateful and acidic ads on TV, which somehow interrupted any show in the middle of a broadcast, as thus attack ads that can bypass even ADBLOCKER… They more or less bribed even the most gentle news stations to talk about the other political party in a hateful way. They even blackmailed their opponents into dropping out!" Nick complained. "And then, on election day… You wanna know how they won? They managed to tinker around with some voting device I'm not sure how to operate, manage to swap out votes for the other political party with votes of their own, giving them the victory. Then… They made their opponent disappear… Not killed; disappear. Nobody has seen them since."
Ada was wide-eyed. "That… That is a total felony if I ever seen one! They don't deserve to be running the show; they deserve to be placed in Super Maximum Security PRISON! That stuff is balls to the wall illegal, and even I don't know much about the law!"
"But there is an upside to this… Their secret is exposed, now." Nick said out loud, as he pointed at one of the cameras in one of the trees.
"Hey, you're right!" Ada said with a grin, before it dropped. "But… If your folks are as powerful as you said they were… What with them, they could find a way to broadcast attack ads into their dreams… Are you sure you'll be safe?"
"Hey, if some spiky haired attorney with some hook hand can testify against them… Then they can be locked up for good!" Nick declared.
"If only… Shame he doesn't exist." Ada sighed. "So, we just have to go for the next best solution!"
"Which is..." Nick asked.
"Well, you've got the truth at what they did. And when they're put away for good, all of the lives they ruined can have closure." Ada explained.
Nick smiled. "Yeah… You're right."
Confessional: Politics can be downright dirty at times…
Ada: Plus, taking down huge, smack-talking, dirty, political bigwig doofuses? Kick-Ass!
Nick: I'm glad I let that off my chest. Sure, they may have been my parents, but what they did was completely illegal.
With Drake and Stella…
The two of them were walking side by side, as the two looked up. The clouds were starting to cover up the sky, but that didn't mean they had to have a little fun…
"That one looks like… a horse." Stella said out loud.
"I say that cloud's of Luan Loud, riding a dinosaur, chasing after Starfire." Drake inquired.
Stella giggled. "Overachiever…"
"So… Where do you think everyone is?" Drake asked. "I just hope everyone's alright, including Steph."
"I agree." Stella replied back with a gentle smile.
"So… Stella?" Drake asked again. "You mentioned that you were kinda shy when you were growing up. What had you crawl out of your shell?"
"Well, you know how I usually sung along to songs growing up? I was in third grade, and still shy as a result. Well, everyone kept on talking about a talent contest, and… Well, even though I kept to myself at recess, I would sing to myself. But, when I would be approached by other students… I would clam up."
Drake nodded in understanding.
"All week, it was all they would talk about." Stella continued on as…
"Drake! Stella!"
The two looked in front of them, to see Marissa, standing there. Her clothes looked all muddy.
"Marissa?" Drake asked, not before saying a silent 'thank you' to himself.
"Whoa, where were you?" Stella questioned.
"I should ask why you two have psuedo-war paint on." Marissa replied back.
Both Drake and Stella looked at each other, and giggled a bit.
"Oh, yeah! We kinda got bored, we were on the island… One thing led to another." Stella shrugged.
"Ohhhhhh..." Marissa replied. "Yeah, I admit, I usually deck out in war paint for my outfits, too."
"I believe ya." Drake nodded.
"So, Twiggy sent me to find more party members." Marissa explained.
"Twiggy's still around, too?" Stella beamed. "Then that means that everyone has to be alive!"
"Yeah! But after I went on my way, there was another earthquake, large gap opened up. Nearly got swallowed whole." Marissa continued.
"Goodness!" Stella gasped.
"Then I was kinda looking for the others, fell down a rather muddy slope… Nearly broke my bones, too!" Marissa complained.
"Yikes..." Drake said out loud.
"But I'm just thankful I found you guys." Marissa smiled. "So… I'm ready to join this party! ...Oh, wait. Stella?"
"Yeah?"
"You got a compact?" Marissa asked.
Stella smiled, as she dug out a compact mirror, and opened it. "Yeah, but to be honest, you look better without make-up."
Marissa said nothing, as she dabbed some mud streaks on her cheeks.
"There. NOW I'm ready to join this party." Marissa stated.
Both Drake and Stella looked at each other, as they shrugged.
Confessional: So… More Party Members?
Drake: I don't get all of this party talk, to be honest… Ugh, why was my mind elsewhere when mom was discussing on how she and her friends destroyed a Crystal Skull Dragon that one time?!
Marissa: Hey, with us three… We'll find EVERYONE! With this pseudo-guild, I've kinda got the brains, Drake can count for the brawn, and Stella? -She blushes- Well, if that fear challenge proved anything, she is a beautiful kisser…
The three were walking in the forest, as Marissa realized something.
"So, I didn't interrupt anything, did I?" Marissa asked.
"Well, considering the situation we're in, an interruption was good at this point." Stella answered. "It was between me and Drake-"
"She can listen, too." Drake smiled at his friend.
"Oh, okay. Now… All week, the talent contest was on everyone's mind. And they would approach me and try to encourage me to join the contest. I, however, would try to hide away. I didn't mean any harm, I was just too nervous to sing in front of someone, let alone a large gathering of people." Stella explained.
"I understand that… It's why I usually kept my drawings a secret until recently." Drake commented.
"But, a day before the contest, it was recess, and I was shying away, as usual… Up until I heard some light crying. Being the curious self I was, I went to the source of the crying, and there was a kindergartner, with a skinned knee. He said that one of his friends was going to get their teacher, and tried so hard not to cry, but did anyway. So, to comfort him… I lent my song out to him. It more or less calmed him down, until the teacher came. She was very thankful of my caring nature towards one of her students… All of that gave me the courage to enter the talent contest… And despite my shyness, I stepped onto the stage, and sung. I ended up placing third." Stella concluded.
Drake smiled. "Aww..."
Marissa also smiled warmly. "You're quite a caring gal, Stella."
"Aww, guys!" Stella blushed a light red. "So, what got you interested in… Well, the things you're into?"
"Oh, knights, wizards, dragons, and all that stuff?" Marissa asked back. "Born and raised on it! Yep, that stuff taught me quick decision making, math, it even taught me how to read!"
Drake raised his hand. "I admit it; I self-taught myself to read, too."
"Lucky; I learned how from my mom." Stella sighed playfully.
The mood was soon interrupted by another tremor… This time, it was even more violent.
"Oh, crap… Everyone, hang on to your butts!" Marissa ordered.
The two kept on holding their ground, as Stella was noticing something going on with the ground underneath their feet.
"Ground's starting to crack..." Stella whispered.
"This is bad..." Drake muttered.
"Quick! Away from the cracking ground!" Marissa yelled, as the three were about to make haste, but quickly pulled back Drake and Stella, as a tree fell, blocking the three.
"We're trapped!" Stella cried out, as the cracking was rapidly inching closer to them. Drake quickly got in for a hug.
She soon noticed that a tree was about to fall on her… A rather large one. Noticing she didn't have time, she quickly shoved Drake out of the way, as she quickly lept out of the way, as the tree made impact…
That last force on the ground opened up the ground from underneath the three, sending them falling into the hole…
A few minutes later...
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…
"...Drake?"
Drake, who was on the ground, examined the current surroundings. The area looked like a dank, dark cave underground. He then looked up at Marissa, as he blinked.
"What… happened?" Drake asked.
"Ground opened up after that last tree fell on it." Marissa answered. "Thankfully, we landed on a soft cushion of sunflowers."
"Is… Is Stella alright?" Drake asked again, looking worried.
Marissa was silent. "I… don't know."
Drake sighed. "I lost her… Even after I promised her I wouldn't let her go..."
He let out a single tear, while Marissa put a hand of comfort on his back, as he heard a faint voice cry out to him…
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…
...Drake?
Drake looked around in surprise. "Stella?"
"...Help, Drake..."
"Whoa, this is unreal!" Marissa exclaimed. "I gotta pinch myself to see if we're not in the afterlife!"
She then gives off a slight pinch on her butt, as she yelped.
"Yep; our status conditions still reads alive!" Marissa announced.
"I don't quite understand that, but I can save Stella if I just try!" Drake said out loud.
"And I'm coming with you!" Marissa declared.
"Really?" Drake asked, looking quite surprised.
"Hey, your GF is somewhere in this dank cavern, and I'm not sure where my Ellis is. Maybe he's somewhere in here, but I can have a little sidequest before saving my prince." Marissa answered back. "So, let's save your princess, first!"
"Gotchya." Drake nodded, as the two looked forward in the dark cavern. "Thing is… It's kinda dark..."
Marissa said nothing, but held out the wand used from the last challenge. Flipping a switch, it lit up the dark cavern, giving the two a source of light.
"I kinda smuggled it in my sweater after the challenge, and had Mozart tinker with it. It now operates as a makeshift torch. Marissa said out loud.
Drake gave off a gentle smile, as the two went deep into the cavern, the both of them determined to find where Stella could have fell...
Confessional: It's their own Cave Story!
Drake: Was I insane? Well, yeah. But I would do this for Stella's sake. And darn it, I'm gonna find her!
Marissa: Exploring two caves in a row… What a record, huh?
A few seconds after that earthquake, but before Drake came to...
Cherri was also busy, looking around. She was quite amazed at how she was still standing after that earthquake from earlier.
"Damn, that was a big one!" Cherri exclaimed. "It almost looked like the ground was gonna split open from underneath!"
She continued to look around, increasingly getting worried.
"Come on, I need some sign to know that someone's alive besides Twiggy..." Cherri muttered to herself.
She then could hear some slight singing.
White coats to bind me!
Out of control!
I live alone inside my mind!
World of confusion!
Air filled with noise!
Who said my life was such a crime!
Cherri pumped her fist in triumph.
"There's only one person I know that's a fan of Anthrax!" Cherri cheered out loud, as she started to make her way to where the singing was…
Both Moana and Olivia were walking together, keeping each other company with songs.
"And that's just one of my faves!" Olivia winked.
"Oh, really?" Moana replied back. "Don't hold it against me, but here's one of my faves."
She inhaled, as she too, started to sing.
I come home, in the morning light
My mother says 'When you gonna live your life right?'
Oh, mother dear, we're not the fortunate ones
And girls, they wanna have fun…
Oh, girls just wanna have fun!
Olivia blinked. "Do… You sing that in the shower?"
"Yeppers! Got that song stuck in Wiley's head, too!" Moana replied back.
"Wow, you're quite the older sis, huh?" Olivia giggled, as…
"Um… Who was singing Cyndi Lauper songs?"
The two looked at Cherri, who was standing in the middle of the path.
"Hey, it's a guilty pleasure!" Moana teased.
"I'll take your word for it." Cherri replied back.
Confessional: But are they good enough for the Goonies?
Cherri: Still, not as good as Don't Stop Me Now... Okay, I admit it… I'm a fan of Queen. There, you happy?
Olivia: She may be my rival, but dammit, does she have a nice song! -She grins- Once we get off this rock, I am totes buying her a bellybutton ring!
Moana: Yeeeaaahhh, don't hold it against me, Wiley. -She blushes in embarrassment-
The three were walking together, as they were talking amongst themselves.
"So… Did she really give you CPR?" Cherri asked Moana.
Moana blushed lightly. "Well… Maybe?"
Olivia blushed as well. "Er… Well, she was face-down. I just did what came natural."
"Uh, guys?" Cherri interrupted, pointing far ahead at two figures in their path.
Olivia grinned, as she took the lead.
"I know that green hair anywhere…" Olivia said out loud. "It's Ada! Alongside Nick!"
She ran ahead, as both Moana and Cherri looked at each other. After nodding in response, the two started to follow Olivia.
"Hey, Ada?" Nick said out loud, as he and Ada took notice at who was coming.
"Olivia?" Ada questioned.
"In the fresh, buds!" Olivia answered back, as she winked at Nick. "And it seems that Ada's got ya whipped!"
Nick deeply blushed at that statement, as he looked at Ada.
"Hey, like it was mostly my fault I gave him the makeover!" Ada replied back, as both Cherri and Moana caught up.
"Hey, Ada! Hey, Nick!" Moana said out loud.
"Huh, guess it's a team of five, now." Nick observed. "Now that we're together, what now?"
Moana looked up at the sky. The skies were getting obscured with clouds, and said clouds were starting to get darker and darker…
"Well, I'm not sure if we can find everyone, before the eye passes over us." Moana said out loud.
Ada looked up at the sky, and did a bit of thinking.
"Hmm… If we can get to an open field..." Ada said to herself, as Nick got close to her.
"What are you planning?" Nick asked, as he pushed in his sunglasses.
Ada looked at Nick with a smile. "Don't worry; Ada's got a trick up her sleeve..."
"Hey!"
The two of them looked over at Cherri, who was looking at the two.
"Yeah, Cherri?" Nick asked.
"Before I met up with you, I found a campsite in which Twiggy set up. She's got a signal fire going, but we can't see for squat through these trees… Not unless we climb them." Cherri explained.
"And I rather forget about my old tree climbing days back when I was five." Olivia stated.
"So, Twiggy suggested that I bring you guys back to her camp." Cherri continued. "From there, we can either go for the other campers, or-"
"If I may interrupt…" Ada said out loud. "Thanks. Now… We can get back to where Twiggy is, and find the other campers, but… I've got an even better idea."
Everyone looked at Ada with interest.
"I… may have to make a few sacrifices for this one."
Confessional: Wonder what it may be?
Ada: It's our lives at stake, here. It's gonna have to be done.
Moana: Well, at least we're getting halfway there, as far as everyone's concerned.
A few more minutes later…
Xantara and Nelson were walking together. The two looked up, to see that the sky was completely covered by clouds now, and the winds picking back up.
Nelson frowned at the scene, as Xantara put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"We'll find Korpse before you know it." Xantara reassured.
"I know… But those clouds look really intense." Nelson replied back.
"Hey, let's get our minds off this inclimate weather, and talk about other stuff which'll clear your mind of this stress, okay?" Xantara offered.
Nelson nodded in understanding.
"So… I gotta ask; what attracted you to Korpse, anyway?" Xantara asked. "I know it wasn't for money. And you aren't the kind to go all goth to fit in with her."
"Well… To be honest, I always adored a tough, yet sweet girl like her." Nelson answered, as he blushed. "She's truly one in a million..."
"The same can go for my Ron." Xantara replied back. "While he had a rough outside, he truly had a sweet inside."
"I hear that." Nelson said out loud.
The two of them looked ahead, as Nelson's eyes lit up in pure relief.
Korpse was standing in front of the two, looking a bit exhausted.
"...Korpse?" Nelson asked out loud.
Korpse looked forward at the two.
"Nelson and Xantara?" Korpse asked as well, as she started to run towards Nelson.
Nelson too, started to make a dash for Korpse, as they went in for a tight hug.
"Korpse! How are you? After that storm separated us, I thought..." Nelson said out loud, trying to hold back tears.
"Heck, I thought of the same thing! I thought everyone's game was over!" Korpse replied back, hugging Nelson tighter. "I'm just so glad that you're okay, as well!"
Xantara only stayed back, letting the two have their reunion.
"You've really grown up, Nel..." Xantara said to herself.
Confessional: The entire team's getting back together!
Nelson: Talk about a relief… My girlfriend's safe, but what about the others? -He rubs his back- Man, Korpse is quite the hugger…
Korpse: I was hoping to find someone, anyone… And my Nelson found me. I love my adorkable BF! ...Wait, that came out wrong.
Xantara: Now, with three of us, we can find the others. If we all survived that hurricane, then we can survive anything.
Now with the three walking together, they were currently discussing on what to do next.
"Okay, so… Right now, we're kinda stuck on this rock." Korpse stated, as both Nelson and Xantara nodded. "We wanna save our friends, and attempt to leave this rock, correct?"
Again, both Nelson and Xantara nodded in response.
"Now, from… Personal experience, I've got a plan, in case of emergency." Korpse continued. "First, we head off to Challenge Beach, build an SOS sign outta fallen trees, then..."
"Er, Korpse? Not to rain on your parade, but..." Xantara said out loud. "We're not that strong to carry large lumber to build a sign. That, and with how high those waves can get..."
Korpse snapped her fingers in frustration. "Damn, you're right!"
"Hey, you gave it a good shot." Nelson reassured Korpse.
"Then… Maybe we outta craft a large enough raft for all of us!" Korpse continued on. "If we survived, then that means some of the true powerful contestants are still standing! We hop aboard, and attempt to ride out Fosley!
"Which, due to it being a Cat 5 storm, it's a million to one shot at all of us surviving." Nelson stated. "With those waves, not even Moana can survive if she got dragged under."
"...Yeah, you're right." Korpse said, as she stomped her foot onto the ground. "Dammit! Why can't we all be like my Sharpedo named Yessica, the bestest Surf HM user I used in AlphaSapphire?!"
Xantara looked over at Nelson with a confused look.
"Eh, just roll with it; I'll explain later." Nelson stated, as Xantara nodded.
"Then… What can I do?" Korpse asked out loud.
Nelson did some thinking, as an idea hit him.
"Hey, Korpse? I know you stream about every week. That must mean that you know a lot about computers..." Nelson said out loud.
"Yeah, but not as much as someone I know at school; he's a real computer pro!" Korpse answered back.
"And you've used a laptop to determine the path of this storm..." Nelson continued on. "Maybe… If we can get in contact with someone on the outside, then there's a chance we can get some sort of rescue!"
Korpse grinned at that idea. "You're a smart guy, Nel."
"Er… Wasn't your belongings stashed in the helicopter before they had to take off without us? Including your laptop?" Xantara asked out loud.
"Buh-Buh-Buh!" Korpse interrupted, as she pulled out what appeared to be a 3DS. "We get a signal on this baby, then our idea is still valid!"
"Well, you do got a point..." Xantara commented.
"Whatta we waitin' for? Let's rock!" Korpse said out loud, as the three started to run together, with Nelson staying close to Korpse, just in case…
Confessional: Talk about thinking outside the box…
Xantara: Yeah, I'm not a technological person, so I am indeed at a loss, here… What's a Yessica? Or a Sharpedo?
Korpse: I also bagged some online tips from some gal with pink hair, who knew a LOT about computers. I think she may have been eating a pizza at the time…
Nelson: Korpse is such a smartie… -He blushes-
With some others…
Heidi, Grace, and Ellis reached the Popular's Camp, which looked trashed, due to the storm. Ellis looked around a bit.
"Huh… I always thought it looked more fancier." Ellis stated.
"Fancy? Naaaahhh..." Heidi denied. "Besides, I don't do fancy dos, at all."
"You did dye your hair blue, Heidi..." Grace winked.
"That's beside the point, buddy!" Heidi replied back.
Ellis noticed what appeared to be some machinery that was on the camp.
"Ada's DJ equipment..." Grace muttered. "I think she couldn't pack it away before we failed to bail..."
"Yeah, you may be right… But other than that, you mentioned that you stashed away some fruit for such an occasion. You know where it is?" Heidi asked.
"Yep, right in the cabin!" Grace answered back, as she looked at said cabin…
It looked semi-destroyed, with parts of the roof missing.
"...Yikes. Talk about your fixer-uppers..." Heidi muttered.
"Yeah, tell me about it." Grace stated.
"HEEEEELLLPPP!"
The three of them looked at each other in alarm.
"That sounded like Thunder!" Heidi said out loud.
"Yeah, he sounds like he's in deep trouble!" Grace retorted.
"I'M IN HERE! HELLLLPPP!"
"Follow me, girls!" Ellis said, wasting no time in running inside the cabin.
Both Grace and Heidi nodded at each other, as they followed as well.
In the Popular's Cabin, Thunder was still pinned down, as he was relieved to see someone enter the cabin…
"Ellis? Thank God..." Thunder breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thunder? How you ended up in here?" Ellis asked.
"I dunno… I think I broke a rib..." Thunder answered back, as both Heidi and Grace soon entered.
"Yikes… This looks bad." Grace muttered.
"Yeah, no kidding." Heidi stated.
At that moment, the ground started to rumble. Heidi peeked outside, to see the ground underneath the cabin starting to collapse under itself.
"Guys? We may wanna hurry up; lest we end up underground..." Heidi announced with a shiver.
"Okay, Thunder's leg is pinned under some debris… Thunder, think you can crawl from it after we lift this piece up?" Ellis asked.
"I'm sure I can..." Thunder replied back.
"Now… On the count of three, me, Heidi, and Grace'll lift this thing." Ellis instructed, as the earth underneath them began to rumble a lot more. "Annnnddd we may wanna do this quick, lest we end up squashed!"
Both Heidi and Grace got on their ends of the table, as Ellis looked down at Thunder, then back at the two girls.
"Okay, we ready? One! Two! THREE!" Ellis yelled out, as the three lifted up the table, letting Thunder's leg free, as he crawled to safety. He struggled to get back up, as he looked down at his saviors.
"I owe you guys one..." Thunder said, before clenching his stomach. "Oww..."
"Hey, we'll check you out, okay?" Grace reassured, as the earthquake suddenly got violent.
"Guys? I think we should bail, right fuckin' NOW." Heidi instructed, as she ran out the cabin.
The remaining three followed suit, as they could look back…
The ground opened from under the now vacant cabin, sending it down the hole, and presumably smashing it to pieces, once it hit bottom.
"Yikes; a few more seconds in there, and..." Heidi gulped.
"And knowing my dad, he wouldn't had lifted a finger to help me, telling me to help myself." Thunder stated. "You guys cared more for me than he ever would."
"Yeah, but for now… We should take a look at that injury." Grace said out loud.
Thunder nodded in agreement, as he lifted his shirt up, as the three teens looked at the injury.
"...Yikes, I am at a total loss, here." Ellis commented.
"I gotta agree with the little guy." Heidi stated.
"So… What do we even do?" Thunder asked.
"Well, we find a way outta this mess." Grace suggested.
"In either case, we should leave this place, and soon." Ellis inquired. "Who knows if and when another violent quake may occur?"
"Yeah, you're right." Thunder said out loud. "I think I can manage, until I get meager medical attention."
"And I think we should take Ada's DJing equipment along with us." Grace suggested.
The four soon vacated the now ruined camp, as the winds started to really pick up, and the rains started to fall…
Confessional: Talk about a dramatic scene…
Thunder: Man, my ribs hurt… I really hope I can get it healed up soon.
Heidi: Okay… We should be getting off this isle, and quick. Thunder won't last in this condition.
Ellis: Seeing Thunder hurt like that… I'm just hoping no one else is banged up…
Grace: I'm at a loss, here… I can't even think of any fruits that can help ease Thunder's ribs! We need a miracle…
With Twiggy…
Twiggy frowned at the rains, dousing the fire sending the smoke signal into the air.
"Well, this royally sucks..." Twiggy pouted. "Now how can I get the attention of the other campers?"
"Hey, Twiggy!"
Twiggy looked far in the woods, to see Cherri running towards her, with Olivia, Moana, Nick, and Ada following behind.
"Cherri! You've scored up some survivors!" Twiggy exclaimed.
"You bet! I wasn't gonna leave anyone behind." Cherri stated.
At that moment, the rest of Cherri's group caught up with the entomologist.
"Whoa, these rains are coming down wicked quick!" Olivia shouted out loud.
"Yeah, and they doused my signal fire..." Twiggy muttered.
"And I don't think this storm's going away at any point..." Nick stated.
Ada nodded, as she motioned for everyone to huddle near her.
"Okay, guys… If we're gonna do this… We gotta do it, now." Ada stated.
"Do what, now?" Moana asked.
"Well… Twiggy? Did you scout out the entire area?" Ada asked.
Twiggy nodded. "There's a small cavern close to here."
"Perfect..." Ada nodded. "If this works… Then, we can guarantee our survival!"
"Then let's book it to the cave!" Twiggy suggested, as they separated, and headed towards the cave.
Now in said cave, they were currently discussing the plan.
"What's the idea, Ada?" Olivia asked.
"Well… I couldn't pack some of my DJing equipment before the evacuation." Ada answered back.
"I can see that." Nick nodded.
"So… Maybe if we swing by the Popular's camp, then we can pick up my equipment, and use one of it's functions in order to send some sorta singal!" Ada explained. "I have an option that allows for some lasers to be fired upward, almost like searchlights."
Olivia grinned at that idea.
"Special effects? That, I like! But… Judging from personal experience from some events I went to, I think we can make it even better!" Olivia stated.
"Er, Olivia? I don't think now is the time or place to be discussing your adventures in a mosh pit." Cherri suggested.
"Eh, I've been hanging out in them since I was eleven; no big whoop. But other than that, I've got some technical experience from watching concerts live, and documentaries on shows online." Olivia continued.
"Still, it's raining like cats and dogs out there." Moana stated. "And I mean the large of the feline and canine family. We be downed before we could even reach their camp."
Olivia snapped her fingers in frustration. "Crap! You guys are right..."
Ada did some more thinking, as an idea hit her.
"Wait, what about a microphone? The amps from that can, at least, send some kind of sound through the air." Ada suggested, as she snapped her fingers in frustration. "Damn!"
"That ain't a good sign..." Nick said out loud.
"Forgot that the only person that has a microphone, as thus a good singing voice, is Stella! And she's nowhere to be seen!" Ada announced, stomping her good foot in frustration.
Moana watched the conversation unfold, as she pulled Olivia aside.
"Hey, Olivia?" Moana asked.
"Yeah?"
"Remember earlier, when you told me your dream was to become a metal singer?" Moana questioned.
"Yeah, I know." Olivia answered.
"Plus, from what songs that I heard from you, you're a talented singer..." Moana said, as she looked at Ada. "We may not have Stella, but we have the next best thing..."
"Yeah, but still, I don't have a microphone." Olivia stated. "Wish I did, though."
"Hmm..." Ada pondered, as she looked over at Twiggy. "Hey, Twiggy! You got one of those megaphone things that cheerleaders use to make their voice louder?"
Twiggy said nothing, as she reached behind her back and pulled out a cheerleading megaphone. Everyone looked at Twiggy with some confusion.
"I dunno how you did that..." Nick said out loud.
"That's the powers of hammerspace. Now, with this baby, we can shout against this storm, and lead everyone here!" Twiggy cheerfully said out loud.
"That's all nice, but… Think Olivia should do it?" Cherri suggested, as she looked at Olivia gently.
"Wait, what?" Olivia asked. "But I'm not that into cheerleading! And besides, I kinda had a bad experience with cheerleaders in the past."
"Do… I wanna know?" Twiggy asked, as Cherri put a comforting hand on Olivia's shoulder.
"Olivia, you gotta do this for us. Besides, you're a brave gal; you've been in tougher situations before..." Cherri said, gently.
Olivia nodded in response. "Yeah, you're right. Besides, the bad boys I knew are tough, I gotta toughen up for the future myself, if I'm gonna be the gal I wanna be! Now… Twiggy? Fork over that megaphone!"
Twiggy handed over the megaphone, as the group watched Olivia walk into the rain.
"You sure this is a good idea, Cherri?" Twiggy asked.
"I know she may be a bit… Out there, but I can trust her…" reassured Cherri.
Confessional: Should we trust Olivia as a cheerleader?
Olivia: All I can say about my cheerleader situation? I was showering after gym, and saw one of the cheerleaders had a tattoo on their butt… I got accused of being a lesbian after starring at it. I'm straight; I only wanted to ask about the tattoo, dammit! -She has a pouty expression- Yeesh, everyone is frickin' judgmental, these days...
Olivia was standing in the heavy rain, with the winds whipping at her, holding Twiggy's megaphone close to her.
"Okay… I can do this..." Olivia said to herself. "Motley Crue, don't fail me now..."
She then inhaled deep, and held up the megaphone…
"ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!"
Mozart, Verna, and GENKI
The three were walking together, trying to get through the wind and rain.
"Yikes, Kyogre is totes running the show, here!" Verna exclaimed. "I've never seen this much rainfall, in my life!"
"Tell me about it, brah; be glad you ain't doing various trials, to save your loved ones..." Mozart replied back.
"GENKI thinks that's wrong..." GENKI retorted.
"I hear ya..." Mozart said out loud.
"...I would." Verna muttered.
"Eh?" Mozart questioned.
"I never mentioned this to you, but… I've got a little bro back at home, who I adore very much. And back when I used to be part of the popular girls… It stung to have to be mean to him. After they left, I would do my best to try to make it up to him." Verna explained. "And if some psycho kidnapped my brother and forced me to do various trials in this heavy downpour to save him, dammit, I would go ahead and do them!"
Mozart smiled. "You're a righteous babe..."
"GENKI agrees!" GENKI nodded in approval.
Verna smiled back. "Thanks, guys."
The three looked forward, as they could see two figures, standing in the rain…
Two figures that the two recognized very clearly…
"I recognize those black clothes anywhere..." Mozart said out loud. "Only one dude I know of wears that much black, and can get away with it."
"Me too… But, how is she hanging out with Sting?" Verna asked.
Confessional: Good question…
Verna: While I'm grateful she's still alive… Again, why is she hanging out with Sting? With her track record… She's gonna destroy him!
Mozart: Well, other than some other people I know of that wears black.
The three approached Steph and Sting, as Verna went towards Steph, looking very furious.
"Okay, you… Step away from the emo." Verna ordered.
"What do you mean?" Steph questioned.
"Yeah, we were just chatting; no reason to get all mad." Sting said out loud.
"Please… For your information, we were just working together, just trying to survive..." Steph replied back.
"It's true." Sting replied back. "We're in this much crap as the next person."
Verna sighed in defeat. "Damn… You're right..."
"Am I?" Steph questioned in a taunting tone.
"Yeah..." Verna answered, admitting defeat.
Soon enough, Steph smirked at the Pokemon fan.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA! You just decided to up and give up?" Steph scoffed. "Korpse wasted her time trying to save you a few days ago for you to just up and submit to me! HAHAHAHAHA!"
"Well, Korpse is a way better friend than you could ever be! In fact, she understood me!" Verna retorted back.
"I bet those retarded Pokemon products are leaking outta your brain. Friendship? Who cares about that, when we all are just gonna dump our friends after we graduate!" Steph said out loud.
"I learned a lot from those games than advice from some D-Cupped bitch with her nose stuck up some muscled up guy's armpit!" Verna yelled back.
"Well, I am not the one with an autistic little brother, who should have never been born in the first place!" Steph stated.
"GIRLS, WILL YOU JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP?!"
The two girls turned to see Sting, looking pissed, with Mozart shivering in pure fear, and GENKI trying to comfort the inventor.
Steph couldn't believe her eyes. Sting was the one to shut her up?
"How does it feel to be knocked down a peg, hm?" Verna smirked.
"You're one to talk, too! How would your little brother feel if he seen you fighting like this on TV?" Sting scolded back.
Verna's eyes went wide in shock.
"...What am I doing?" Verna questioned. "I… Am I truly becoming… Like Steph?"
Steph grinned. "Ahhh, another me… That would truly be the day."
Verna tried to inhale, as Mozart, having gotten over his fear, heard the whole thing, motioned for Verna to head over to him. Once Verna got close to Mozart, he put a comforting hand on the Pokemon fan.
"Verna? Just remember… You're better than her, brah. Both in the game, and in your life, as well. While you two may have been a bit… catty in the past, you're a caring soul, both to us and to your younger brother." Mozart explained in a gentle voice.
Verna nodded in response.
"You're right… I won't sink to her level." Verna replied back. "Thanks, Mozart."
"Excellent!" Mozart cheered out loud.
"And you know what I'm gonna do, now?" Verna asked.
"Yeah?"
"I'm gonna take us all, and we're gonna survive!" Verna stated out loud.
At that moment, Verna could hear what happened to be some faint singing.
"Er… Do you hear that?" Verna questioned.
"Hear what?" Mozart asked.
"...I think that's Olivia's voice. Come on!" Verna said, grabbing up Mozart's hand, and running towards Sting and Steph. "You two, come!"
Steph gave off a glare at Sting, as the two started to tail Verna, with GENKI following as well. While their rivalry may have stopped… For now, there's one thing for certain…
They had to survive… Together.
Confessional: What a powerful message…
Verna: I also gotta thank Sting for setting me straight. Without him… Who knows how far I would have gone? Plus, Mozart… -She blushes briefly-
Mozart: Hey, anything to help a righteous babe out. -He blushes- A righteous and cute babe, at that.
Sting: I didn't want to do that… But when they insulted autism… I just sorta snapped.
Back At the Camp…
Olivia have finished one of the songs in her playlist in her mind, as she made a rock-n-roll hand gesture.
"That was for YOU GUYS!" Olivia shouted out loud, as…
"Guys! There's Olivia!"
Olivia turned to see Ellis, along with Heidi, Grace, and Thunder behind him, in one direction.
"Hey, guys!" Olivia shouted into the megaphone. "We've have more people at our camp!"
Ellis turned to his crew, and smiled, as they started to run towards the camp. Olivia watched them pass, as she looked forwards.
"Now, time for an encore." Olivia said to herself, as she started to inhale, as…
"Yep, I was right. It was Olivia!"
Olivia turned to see Verna leading the way, alongside Mozart, Sting, Steph, and GENKI.
"Verna! Everyone's stationed near me!" Olivia shouted from the megaphone.
Verna looked at her crew, nodded, as they too started to run towards camp. Olivia watched them pass, as she smiled.
"Well, guess that's everyone. Time for me to run back in. But..."
A though hit her mind, all of a sudden.
"Is it truly everyone?" Olivia asked. "Where's Drake, Stella, and Marissa?"
In the cave, Twiggy was busy keeping a campfire going, as she could see everyone enter. Her eyes lit up, as she saw Thunder standing in the entrance.
"THUNDER!" Twiggy yelled out, as she hugged him, but…
"Owww..." Thunder moaned in pain, as Twiggy quickly separated.
"Sorry!" Twiggy apologized.
"Hey, not your fault." Thunder reassured. "I… more or less got some help."
He then looked at Ellis, who was looking worried.
"Hey, man? If I've ever insulted your kind..." Thunder inquired.
"Eh, it's cool." Ellis replied back. "Still… Where's Marissa, Drake, and Stella?"
"I've kinda seen Marissa earlier today; I've sent her to find more of us." Twiggy stated. "I'm not sure where she is, at this moment."
"And Olivia's still out there, singing her heart out." Cherri commented. "She must be soaked to the bone, by now."
At that moment, Verna's crew came entering in the cave.
"We've heard Olivia's singing far from here. Is everyone okay?" Verna asked out loud.
Some mutters of 'I'm okay' were heard from the campers.
"Whew… That's a relief." Verna sighed happily.
"Okay, with that said, all that leaves is Drake, Stella, and Marissa." Twiggy stated.
"And judging by how fast Olivia was able to round us up, she'll get those three here, quicker than I can catch a pondskater!" Cherri exclaimed.
At that moment, the winds strongly picked up, sending Olivia down to the ground, and the megaphone, flying into the air.
Twiggy saw the megaphone being blown away, as she sighed.
"Well, at least I've bought a spare..." Twiggy said to herself, as Olivia ran back into the cave.
"Sorry that sudden wind blew away your megaphone. And we're still missing three..." Olivia apologized, looking down, as Cherri patted her on the back.
"Still, you got most of us back." Cherri reassured.
"That doesn't matter at the least, I still wanna save Marissa, Drake, and Stella!" Ellis said out loud, as he started to leave the cave, as Moana ran up to the entrance and stopped him.
"Absolutely out of the question." Moana stated sternly. "From personal experience, we've entered the eye wall; the strongest bit of a hurricane.
"But what if those three are stuck, somehow, unable to even move?" Ellis questioned.
"Look, if we think up a plan to send some rescue-" Moana said out loud.
"By then, it could be too late!" Ellis yelled back. "I've already lost my friends in the past, I ain't gonna let that happen again!"
Moana sighed. "You're right… Okay, we'll appoint you as a search party."
Ellis smiled. "Thanks, Moana. But… If I'm gonna be a search party… I'm gonna need some members to help me out. Not too many, to put us at grave danger."
He then surveyed his teammates.
"Xantara knows a lot about herbal stuff, and she may have some knowledge about herbal remedies, in case they're hurt, so she's my first member." Ellis stated.
"Namaste, Ellis… I'll do my best to help." Xantara replied back.
Ellis continued to survey the contestants.
"I'm also gonna need some strong muscle, in case there's something heavy in the way. And after you helped me save Thunder earlier… Heidi? You're going on the field with me."
Heidi clapped her hands. "Let's save a few lives!"
"Mozart? Think you can craft anything involving any fallen coconuts while on foot?" Ellis asked.
"It shall be an honor, dude." Mozart saluted.
"Now… If anyone wants to volunteer, raise your hand." Ellis said, seriously.
Thunder looked at his savior, as he started to raise his hand, but…
"No can do; from what I can tell, your ribs are hurting. It be best if you stay put." Twiggy suggested.
Thunder dropped his hand. "Yeah, you're right… Don't wanna damage it."
"I'm going." Steph said out loud. "Besides, it wouldn't feel right to leave three people stranded on here."
"I'm coming along with you as well." Sting inquired. "If there's going into any place that's dark… Then I'm your go-to guy."
"Great!" Ellis replied back. "That should be all of us. Now… We'll be back with Marissa, Drake, and Stella soon enough, and that's NO lie."
Ellis soon exited, to brave the storm, with Xantara, Heidi, Mozart, Steph, and Sting following as well.
"Now, as for the rest of us… Ada?" Twiggy said out loud. "You got your DJ equipment?"
"Always, Twiggy." Ada answered back. "Now, time for my plan; the largest light show this isle's ever seen!"
"Count me in helping out, as well!" Olivia added. "I already explained that I know a lot about these sort of things."
"I'm in as well." Nick said, pushing in his sunglasses. "Your music helped me change for the better; it's gonna help save our lives, as well."
"And in the meantime, we'll try to send some help the only way we can, at this moment." Korpse stated, exposing her 3DS.
Verna smiled, as she exposed her 3DS. "I shall do so, too."
Nelson scratched his head sheepishly. "I… left mine in my bag..."
Verna silently reached into her pocket, and pulled out Korpse's black 3DS, and handed it over to Nelson. Korpse was alarmed for a bit.
"I'll explain later, Korpse." Verna reassured.
"Now… Let's not just help us, but ourselves..." Korpse announced with a smile.
Confessional: The plan begins…
Steph: Pfft, I only decided to help because this'll help me, game wise.
Ada: Okay, this light show's gonna be big… Thing is, how is someone normal-looking, knows about this sort of stuff?
Olivia: And in case anyone knows how I was able to attend these concerts? Lots of money. And a bus pass. At least my town has a bus stop, for starters.
Meanwhile, with Drake and Marissa…
The two were rushing through the caverns, the two of them running side by side.
"Man, this cave keeps on going on and on..." Drake muttered.
"Yeah, I'll never look at cave dungeons the same way again." Marissa stated.
...AAAAAAHHH! GET BACK!
Both Drake and Marissa looked at each other, as their blood ran cold.
"That was Stella!" Drake said out loud. "And it seemed she's in trouble! But… By what?!"
"Beats me; this isle's devoid of life, except us..." Marissa replied back, as she gulped. "...This does NOT sound good."
"Eh?" Drake asked.
"Well, you know how there's nothing scarier than… Well, nothing itself?" Marissa questioned.
Drake gulped. "Yeah, you're right… We gotta get to Stella, on the double!"
The two continued to run, as they soon entered what appeared to be an empty cavern. It seemed to be dimly lit.
"Man… This was under our feet this entire time?" Marissa exclaimed. "Man, talk about some roomy digs..."
"Yeah, I can agree to that..." Drake agreed.
At that moment, the earth began to rumble. Both Drake and Marissa got close to each other, as they realized something…
They were trapped; the way out, blocked by fallen rocks.
"Crap! We're trapped!" Marissa yelled out loud in panic.
"They don't look too heavy; we can remove them, once we..." Drake reassured, as he looked around the large room, and saw something of a human shape, in the dimly lit room...
It was Stella, who was backed up against a wall.
"Please, get away!" Stella cried out loud.
Both Drake and Marissa looked at each other, as they ran towards Stella.
"Stella? You okay?" Drake asked, concerned about Stella.
Stella breathed a sigh of relief, as she gave a gentle smile to Drake.
"I am, now…" Stella said with a smile, as it suddenly dropped. "But… What are we gonna do, about that?!"
She then pointed in front of both Drake and Marissa, as the two looked ahead at what was tormenting poor Stella...
"Oh, Sweet Celestia..." Drake muttered in pure fear at what he saw.
"The hell kinda creature is that?" Marissa asked, also looking terrified.
Said creature appeared to be an animatronic… Most like from the Boss Challenge the other day. It starred at the three, as it let out a deafening howl, causing a few pebbles to fall from the ceiling.
Drake gave off a look at the creature, and shook the fear from his mind.
"...No. This is no time to be afraid, Drake." Drake thought. "If you survived so much for so long… Then what's one creature gonna matter?"
He then got into a fighting stance, as Marissa was alarmed.
"Wait, you're actually gonna actually FIGHT that thing?!" Marissa questioned.
"Yeah… The old wimpy Drake is taking a back seat for the moment." Drake declared. "That thing is threatening our lives… I may as well try to fight back."
Marissa nodded, as she reached from behind her back and pulled out her crossbow, as she locked and loaded it. "If that's the case, I'm fighting, too."
Stella swallowed her fear, and stepped towards the group.
"Count me in, too." Stella said out loud, looking serious. "You saved my life, I'm gonna help you save your lives, along the way."
The three nodded at each other, as they started to dive towards the creature…
Wow, is that enough of a cliffhanger for you all?
NEXT TIME: Will the campers be able to contact help?