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Who: OPEN
When: Instantly after the latest announcement.
Where: C-2
Summary: A certain Heracles heads North, attempting to reach a beach or coast for some hints as to the exact location of this island. Open to plot.
The crinkle of a map seemed to almost echo off the many trees the Grecian found himself surrounded with. He truly was alone... But that was hardly what bothered him the most. The surrealism of the whole situation had happened to just sink in... One had already lost, and yet, the intercom rang with the words only one kill. The people behind this really did demand a blood battle, after-all.
His gaze returned to the map... C-2. A tired sigh escapes his rather chapped lips. Barely. He had barely escaped a so called Danger Zone. His eyelids half-hooded themselves... He wanted to sleep. He wanted to feel the familiar fuzziness of the stray cat he found a home for... But they were far away now.
On top of such terrible conditions, he found himself lugging around a useless wok and ladle. What was he going to do? Make some sort of Chinese food? Definitely not. Despite his thoughts of such complaining nature, he refused to abandon it. With so few resources, he couldn't afford to abandon anything. He continued to step northward... Perhaps the beach ahead would lend some sort of aid. Still, he remained pessimistic.
OOC NOTE: lmfao. I realized I meant to post this before Day 2- But since it's Day 2 when I posted this... Just flow with it and pretend it really is Day 2. I won't edit the original text since it's been up for a while already- We'll flow with it. :Db
When: Instantly after the latest announcement.
Where: C-2
Summary: A certain Heracles heads North, attempting to reach a beach or coast for some hints as to the exact location of this island. Open to plot.
The crinkle of a map seemed to almost echo off the many trees the Grecian found himself surrounded with. He truly was alone... But that was hardly what bothered him the most. The surrealism of the whole situation had happened to just sink in... One had already lost, and yet, the intercom rang with the words only one kill. The people behind this really did demand a blood battle, after-all.
His gaze returned to the map... C-2. A tired sigh escapes his rather chapped lips. Barely. He had barely escaped a so called Danger Zone. His eyelids half-hooded themselves... He wanted to sleep. He wanted to feel the familiar fuzziness of the stray cat he found a home for... But they were far away now.
On top of such terrible conditions, he found himself lugging around a useless wok and ladle. What was he going to do? Make some sort of Chinese food? Definitely not. Despite his thoughts of such complaining nature, he refused to abandon it. With so few resources, he couldn't afford to abandon anything. He continued to step northward... Perhaps the beach ahead would lend some sort of aid. Still, he remained pessimistic.
OOC NOTE: lmfao. I realized I meant to post this before Day 2- But since it's Day 2 when I posted this... Just flow with it and pretend it really is Day 2. I won't edit the original text since it's been up for a while already- We'll flow with it. :Db