DAY 1 - Morning

[islandiastaff]

GOOD MORNING, CONTESTANTS! Everyone, out of the lodge! I've got some important announcements to make!

[The remnants of yesterday's feast are all gone, but in its place are some leaflets containing the profiles filled out from each player's questionnaire results. M.C is waiting outside. As soon as everyone it outside, he pushes a button on some sort of handheld device, and the lodge explodes, harmlessly but spectacularly.]

Welcome to Day 1 of the Islandia Games! Things are about to start heating up!

Comments

[candyrocks]

Sure! You can help by looking over there to see if there's a way around these rocks! I'm going to look at how to cross that valley!

[Pointing at a gorge.]

[candyrocks]

Haha, yeah! They can't stop us from finding a way out of here!

[candyrocks]

[About to scramble up a rock face.]

We gotta see if the trail goes this way!

[carptricks]

[trotting after him. tbf climbing rock faces sounds pretty cool]

Make sure you take someone with you, yeah? It's no fun to go hiking alone.

[candyrocks]

Oh, I'm not alone! Tapioca is here with me!

[Apparently Tapioca is the frog.]

[carptricks]

[glances at frog]

[glances back at greg]

With a name like that, we're all gonna be pretty hungry by the time we find this second lodge.

[candyrocks]

You don't think he looks like a Tapioca?

[life_is_megas_wonderful]

Okay, but be reeeeeeal careful, okay? Wouldn't want ya tumbling off a cliff or anything!

[life_is_megas_wonderful]

Could definitely do a lot worse! Could only have bugs! Though I've heard bugs can be megas tasty if done right.

[candyrocks]

I won't! I'm a seasoned explorer!

[life_is_megas_wonderful]

Wow! Really? I've never met a seasoned explorer before! What sortsa places have you explored?

[s2g]

[ what the shit ]

[fullonbraced]

I... I really hope so too...

[He said no murder!]

[fullonbraced]

[Thank you.]

Do I look alright?! Can you help me outta here, please?

[fullonbraced]

[Okay, very stuck. Can't move.

Oh, here's a person to help. This is a good thing.]

Hey! Yeah, help me out of this cruddy bush!

[fullonbraced]

[Hmph!]

Totally, maaan! It and me are like best buds now!

[fullonbraced]

[...W-wait! Careful where you're swinging that sti-]

OW!

[Too late. In a few seconds, Robin popped out of the bush, looking rather pained.]

Ow... what's the big idea, man?

[poetryandclarinet]

S-satellite? [He looks up at the sky again, and watches the little orbiting thing.]

So he's- he's safe, up there? [He's not gonna like.. spend an eternity floating around in space?]

[poetryandclarinet]

I- I hope he'll be alright, wherever he is.

[poetryandclarinet]

[While Greg is off, doing his own thing, Wirt is having his own little fight with nature. Getting bushes stuck to his cape, tripping on roots and having branches smack himself in the face or knock his hat off. He's... not really good at traversing through jungles, like this. Woods, sure, they're pretty clean and usually have a set path with not much in the way, and he expected this to be just as simple as the woods, but of course he was very wrong.

Anyway, while he's busy just trying to follow the group, he doesn't notice Greg being gone for a good while. And when he finally does, his first instinct is to let him run off and return whenever, like usual, but then he remembers that he made a promise to himself and to Greg that he'd keep a better eye on him. So, he sets off away from the group to look for him, all while still attempting to not get attacked by every kind of plant in existence.]

Greg? Greeeg?

[punchestumors]

If that's the "Loser's Lounge," the mailboxhead said in front of everyone, it's guaranteed not to have any torture or death.... Guess the bastard didn't specify anything about the trip there though.

[Leorio grumps. He doesn't like this!]

[candyrocks]

Oh, pretty much all kinds of places! The forest, the lake, the backyard, Old Lady Daniels' garden...

[candyrocks]

Oh no! Sorry!

[Greg may be trying to cut through jungle, but he has no intention of hitting anyone.]

Are you okay? You're blazing ahead too fast!

[candyrocks]

[You can find Greg climbing up a tree! He's pretty high up now, sitting in a nest of branches and waving.]

Oh, hi, Wirt!

[islandiastaff]

Geez, you people are so picky! Here you go:

[A nearby tree unfolds into a TV, showing a live recording of Maou's undignified but perfectly safe landing on the balcony of some sort of orbiting airship. Adorning the entrance is a banner saying "BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME!".]