Monday, September 22, 2021: INTERPOL Liaison Office, Bangkok, Thailand, 1PM
Rhea looked at her noticeboard, flicking the corner of the picture she had in hand. It was linked to a Facebook account that had been abandoned over six months prior to the sixth iteration of Survival of the Fittest. That itself wasn't unusual. Facebook accounts were created and abandoned all the time. Plus, the timing didn't raise any alarm bells. But with all that taken into consideration, the details of the account matched some details of one of the records the leaker had provided them with. It was something, another lead, another branching path in the hedge maze that was trying to track down the AT. Sadly, most pathways led to a dead end. But some leads were more promising than others, like the information of the ex-marine her CIA partner had managed to dig up.
The United States military had of course been no help unless they actually benefitted from any information being passed around. Any requests for information were met with bureaucracy and paperwork, deflections of being unaware of any files on any potential suspects. "Have you tried X department?" was a popular saying amongst their teams it seemed. Then when Rhea had managed to dig up any information she could use all of a sudden their men in black appeared in her inbox and on her call log. “Mutually beneficial if we're linked in with any information you have?" their question of choice. Once Rhea had responded to one of them over the phone that they'd had their chance to share information and they buried it. As far as she was concerned if the American military wanted to help clean up the mess they'd made they could crawl into her office and beg to be included.
Thursday, February 13, 2020: King Salmon Airport, Alaska, 3PM
Josie stepped off the plane rubbing her eyes with her hand. She was so tired, all because fucking Wilson had decided to go the most long-winded way around to get to King Salmon, involving flights to Japan and Seoul with different aliases along the way. Their travel time sat somewhere in the region of forty hours and Josie had wanted to murder him for every single one. She hadn't been allowed to drink, lest she "say the wrong thing" but little had Wilson known that denying her alcohol was putting her at risk of "doing the wrong thing" where the thing in question was driving a shitty airport cafe knife through his stupid fucking face.
She had argued against going, she'd practically begged Sonia and even tried to subtly suggest the idea to Tracen, but they'd both told her to take it up with Greynolds. Josie had grouched and slunk away. She didn't like talking to Greynolds, he was offputting. So instead she had gone back to bullying Lourvey because frankly, he deserved it. She had seen his phone.
Meanwhile, as the cold air whipped at her face as she disembarked she couldn't help feeling somewhat happy. For the first time since she had first been approached by Wilson, she was on home soil. They'd been dispatched with a simple but important task. Tracen wanted a winter game and so it was up to them to find an adequate location in the Bering Sea. Josie had been dispatched along with Wilson because she had first-hand experience out in Alaska, although she had read the room and realized that it meant she was going to be doing a lot of hiking and carrying bags.
As Wilson waited for his hold luggage to come through the conveyor Josie turned to him.
"Am I allowed a drink now?" She asked, realizing she sounded petulant but not caring in the slightest.
"Once we leave the airport sure," Replied Wilson, keeping his vision focused forward and not registering her attitude, which only served to annoy her more. "Then we can go get some supplies."
She cocked an eyebrow.
"What kind of supplies?"
Wilson chuckled at her curiosity, which infuriated her.
"Need to know basis Knight." Was his reply.
"I hope it's a gun so I can shoot you." She grumbled in response, causing another chuckle. Which also angered Josie, as she wasn't joking.
Wednesday, December 8, 2021: Undisclosed Location, 9 AM
Tracen strolled into the announcement booth with barely a care in the world, a cup of steaming coffee in one hand, and sheets of paper in the other. It felt good to be back to work. The idea of striking slightly earlier seemed to have paid dividends. He remembered back when he had pitched it to Jim back in 2018 at the conclusion of their last game. One way to jump out ahead of the authorities who may have been alerted to them through the late Trent's actions. Scuttle any existing plans and reconstruct and refocus efforts onto an idea designed to keep their opponents off-guard, after all, they had never struck in the winter before. Greynolds for the first time being a seeming stickler for tradition argued against it, saying the prep work was already underway and they had no evidence that it had been compromised. Tracen had countered that while they had no proof they knew that their information was out into the wilds of the world, as such any existing plans had to be assumed to be compromised. A rare disagreement between them on how to proceed. Nonetheless, they had come to a decision and put it in action. So he sat, took a swig of his coffee and pressed the button for the speakers for the first time.
With an obnoxious squeal and the sound of some feedback, the speakers that were hidden in strategic places around the island came to life for the very first time. Once the noise quietened down to a low-level white noise a familiar voice came over the airwaves.
"Good morning students of John Endecott Memorial Academy! I hope you're enjoying your time here at our resort and you're finding it a suitable replacement for the skiing you were supposed to be doing. We did try our best to give your a comparable experience, there's snow and a mountain. But anyway, as I told you all back when we first met, my name is Tracen and I'm here to give you the daily update on who in your class is a murderer and who their victims were. So without further ado, let's get to it.
"Kicking off our brand new winter edition we have Katelyn Graves taking her claws to Robin Valenti's throat, I say claws, I mean knife. It's a cat joke."
Tracen's grin got slightly wider, it was an incredibly stupid joke but one he personally enjoyed.
"Not wasting any time and not wanting to feel left out Janice Cresner also slit Tristana Blanco Osuna's throat, things were more rojo after that.
"Przemyslaw Ziemiak really kept his eyes on the prize as he pushed Ethan Kemp over a mountain ledge and to his death.
"Our next kill was much more simple brutality as Betty Quinn crunched the skull of Oakley York. Alas, poor Yorkrick."
A sip of coffee to keep his throat soothed and then Tracen continued.
"I'm impressed and somewhat proud to say that we also already have our first double killer as Katelyn Graves struck again and this time Iliya Polaris was her victim.
"And who's that not far behind her? Well, it's Janice Cresner of course, her knife claiming another victim as this time Piper Puncheon fell to the blade. I'd watch out for those two if I were you, they seem keen."
A smile from Tracen, there was always a place for pot stirring in the announcements, keep the kids on their toes and their paranoia ticking over. He flipped to his second sheet of paper and quickly scanned the names before proceeding.
"Next up, we have our first medical tip for all of you, if you happen to get stuck with a knife like say Spike Havighurst was by Jacob Lang the smart thing to do is to leave the blade in your body, Spike didn't do this and well he's on this list so you know how that ended.
"Another tip, although not medical, is to make sure you have actually beaten your opponent, something Mallory Valdez learned the hard way when Jessica Romero shot her. I'm sure you'll all get the hang of it with time.
"Aracelis Fuentes is next to grace our list of killers as she compacted Constance Blanchet's head. It appears this cheerleader can also hit homers so I'd watch out.
"Next we have the saddening news of the death of local YouTube star Steven Dodds after he was stabbed an extreme forty times by Jezzie Stark.
"Finally, we end today's update when after exchanging some thorny words Shu Hawthorne garrotted Kiera Hayes with barbed wire, a simple yet effective use of the tool he's been given."
Tracen slid the papers away from him and downed the rest of his coffee, then turned his attention to the note he was handed as he had entered the room.
"Now onto the second part of this whole process, and I'll go over this again just in case you weren't listening to me originally. We make areas of the island off-limits each day, these are Danger Zones, please remember that if you stay in these locations your collar will go boom taking your neck with it. So maybe don't wait around. All that said your first danger zone to be aware of is The Cave so don't go spelunking if you want to keep your head.
"Apart from one of you of course who has won our Best Kill Award! The winner of this prize gets a shiny brand new weapon and also a lovely hot cooked meal. The winner for today is Betty Quinn! Congratulations! Your prize, along with a hearty bowl of clam chowder paired with sourdough bread with butter and a piping thermos of hot cocoa, can be found in the cave, bring a flashlight, but don't worry. It isn't that deep inside.
"And that's it from me today kids, I'll see you tomorrow when we'll find out how you all spent the second day of the rest of your life. Until then, I hope you have fun."
And with that, the speakers went silent.
DAY TWO: WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 8, 2021
Weather: Clear and no rain or snow. High of around 45 degrees F, 7 degrees C at about 2 PM with a low of 37 F, 3 degree C, in the evening. The sun rises at 10:03 AM, and sets at 4:19 PM. The winds from the east coast have spread across the island. The moon remains in a waxing crescent with two days until the first quarter moon. There is a semidiurnal tide with two highs one at 2:30am and the other at 1:48pm the two lows are at 7:48am and 8:46pm.
Also please find below your roll set for this announcement:
Summary:
1. Evie McKown (Dr Adjective) - Roberta Chen (ViolentMedic, Hero card used)
2. Darryl Smith Jr. (Deamon) - Zora Morrison (Buko, Hero card used)
3. Derek Caldwell (DerArknight) - Zhijuan Lung-Romney (Melusine, Hero card used)
4. Amos Flanigan (Ohm) - Bill Taylor (Ohm, Swap card used)
5. Mitch McDuffy (Fiori)
Also congratulations go out to Blizzard and Ruggahissy for winning the Best Death Award! Their quote nomination threads will be up shortly!
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