Snippet #1541652

Jane Doe
When Xantha got the needle out, Jane’s struggling ceased. She stared at Xantha.

“…Heh. Of course, dying isn’t bad; that’s why I killed myself. The thing that’s worse is continuing to pointlessly struggle in something where you don’t have a future; I’m sure as hell not going through with that again. You fuckers dangled the cake of godhood like a carrot on a stick… But, the cake is a lie. Heh. And now I’m greeted by a fucking potato and shit… This is all a fucking joke. So, go ahead and stick that needle in me you ugly bitch. I’ve been through worse.”

Her voice was noticeably quieter than it was before, but her grotesque physical features remained unchanged.
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Preston(?), Day 6, The Park
Preston absentmindedly took out some earwax with the tip of his pinky finger and flicked it away. Then, he started to pick his nose. He was still lying on his back.

”Heh. Me? Worried? More like bored. Wanted to provoke you guys a bit, but seems like that didn’t work. Well, not like I really tried. Anyways, this whole Competition bit was interesting at first, but it’s pretty easy to see who’s gonna probably win this; it’s not this guy, of course.”

After his nose was thoroughly cleaned, he wiped his boogers off on the ground next to him.

“Well, whatever. Just a little warning… Hmm… Oh yeah. Yeah… None of you guys are Tested, so if you decide to harm this guy… Well, you’re smart enough to guess. Now, are we done talking?”

Apparently, Preston either didn’t notice the “elsewhere” bit (of Julias’ words) or just didn’t care.