After basically being told to shove off, Tyler heard some rustling in the bushes. He wasn't quite sure, but...he thought he did, at least. "You guys hear that?" Ah, hell. Well, so much for that...so, who's in the woods? Looking over at the bushes, he couldn't see anybody there...but it was...

((Tyler Franklin continued from Cold, Wet, and Tired Cold, Wet, and Tired)) Tyler was getting exhausted. Between trudging from one end of the island to the other, he was burning calories like he never had before, and the few loaves of bread he had were, well, not enough to keep going forever. And ev...

Bill's speechifying went on for most of the night; though he did consider trying to sleep for a bit, he decided in favor of continuing to talk to the camera (and to some extent, himself) rather than let his guard down. His comments became increasingly random throughout the night, changing between an...

After a surprisingly relaxing afternoon on the beach (which is to say, an afternoon where nobody decided to bother him with threats of death and the like), Bill found himself increasingly bored...and, somewhat unsurprisingly, hankering for a cigarette. This habit will kill me. Shame I probably won't...

((Bill Davis continued from )) Following having been forced out of the first decent conversation he'd had on the island by a (very annoying and inconvenient) danger zone announcement by Danya, Bill's wanderings took him...over the hills, through the woods, and just about everywhere else except his g...

((All GMing approved by karsk)) Bill had no sooner finished giving his spiel to the camera when he heard a scream come from behind him and felt a sudden, painful pressure in the side of his neck. His eyes went wide by surprise as Rhory suddenly forced the shard of broken glass into him, and he let o...

Bill had stormed up the stairs, not knowing who (or what) he was going to run into. All in all, this was not going well. A few minutes earlier, he'd accidentally put three blasts of shot into his partner-in-stopping-crime. On the bright side, by the time he'd gotten over to Logan, Logan was already ...

One of the problems with SOTF is that good reason doesn't always take over, and it is instead exchanged with rash judgments and incompetent actions. More than a few students had died as a result of these sorts of incidents in each round, and V4 was not likely to be a bit different... Bill caught sig...

"Logan Reynolds, I... uh... yeah. I'm not going to help you kill someone, if that's what you mean... err, I mean, not actively at least, but if you're going to do it anyway, and they deserve it, I can help, I suppose?" "I'll just..." "Go that way." Bill pointed down th...

Bill waited for a moment, looking down the halls for the murder of...whomever the dead body happened to belong to, or at least for someone to emerge without (literal) blood on their hands. Unsurprisingly, the person was not forthcoming, when he caught movement in one of the mirrors at almost the sam...

((Continued from Castles in the Sand )) Bill made his way across the island over the course of the morning, his black hoodie slipped on for warmth somewhere in the middle of his monologue and never taken off. His gun was slung over his shoulder as well, both because he didn't know when he'd need it ...

"Walk away." She hissed thought clenched teeth. "Now." Tyler looked up at Alice as she spoke unexpectedly. He'd been hoping to avoid this. He really, really had, and the fact that Alice was back up so quickly surprised him. Damn. Not good. In this situation, there was good news ...

It doesn't take Tyler long to see that one hit wasn't enoigh to stop Alice from at least trying to mount a counter-attack, not that he could blame her. It wouldn't stop him in her shoes, either...but for now, he was just glad that he wasn't the one on the recieving end of this. It was a small blessi...

(Continued from Hungover in Hell ) Tyler Franklin was not a happy young man when he made his way down to the coastal woods. The fact of the matter was that his trudge to the coast had been easy as far as the walking went, but hard as far as actually getting there without being seen. For all its appa...

Bill looked as the others ran off and sighed. Well, having the gun out might not be the best move, but it beats getting shot first. The bit of introspective didn't leave him feeling too much better, but it was a bit of consolation against being stuck alone for that much longer. It still made him gro...