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

[poetryandclarinet]

No, no no no, I'd rather stay here on the ground, thanks. [That tree would probably break under both of their weight, for all he knows.]

You should get down from there yourself, Greg. You could- you could get hurt or something.

[candyrocks]

I won't get hurt! These branches are sturdy? See?

[Standing up and reaching for the next branch, and whoops! He stumbles, looks for a few seconds like he's about to fall out of the tree, catches his balance, and grabs the next branch like nothing happened.]

There! No problem!

[poetryandclarinet]

[While Greg stumbled, Wirt had covered his mouth and let out a nervous whimper, expecting the worst. But he sighed in relief when Greg caught his balance again, though still very nervous.]

S-s-seriously Greg, get down from there!

[candyrocks]

How come?

[Look, he didn't notice any problems.]

[poetryandclarinet]

You're going to fall off there and break something! [Or worse, probably.]

[candyrocks]

No, I won't fall! I'm an expert climber!

[poetryandclarinet]

E-even experts fall from trees and other high, dangerous places. [Greg you're going to give him an ulcer..]

Please Greg, just- come down already.

[candyrocks]

Yeah, okay! [You just had to ask nicely, Wirt!

Wait, is he hopping down?]

[poetryandclarinet]

[WHY ARE YOU HOPPING DOWN]

C-can't you climb down a safer way?

[candyrocks]

[Too late! Jumping down! And rolling, it's a pretty good thing he wears a kettle on his head.]

[poetryandclarinet]

[Okay, if he's not going to listen and do dangerous stuff like this, Wirt's just gonna. Hold his arms out and hover around the bottom of the tree, to be prepared when the inevitable happens.]

[candyrocks]

[Oh okay then he falls and crashes into Wirt.

But the good thing is, you broke Tapioca's landing.]

[poetryandclarinet]

[Well at least the frog is okay.

Anyway, Wirt barely manages to catch Greg, though with consequence of landing rather roughly onto his back. He doesn't really seem to want to get up just yet, but he'll let out a sort-of-annoyed-but-also-in-pain-groan for confirmation that he's not knocked out or anything and mostly okay.]

[candyrocks]

Oops!

[Greg is fine! He's picking himself up with little trouble, at least, and dusting himself and Tapioca off.]

Sorry, Tapioca! Sorry, Wirt! Are you guys okay?

[poetryandclarinet]

[Wirt sits up, and rubs the side of his head slightly while looking over at Greg.]

Y-yeah, yeah, I'm okay. [He gets to his feet slowly, and brushes himself off a bit. He's a little sore, but nothing a little rest won't fix. Though, now that everyone is okay and not majorly injured, he's finding himself quite frustrated and he lightly smacks the kettle on Greg's head.]

See, Greg? This is exactly what I was talking about! You didn't listen to me and you fell-- a-and both of us could've really gotten hurt!

[candyrocks]

Really? Gosh, I'm sorry! I just didn't see you standing there!

[Because that's the problem here, right? Anyway smacking him on top of the kettle knocks him slightly off balance but otherwise doesn't seem to do anything much.]

[poetryandclarinet]

It's fine just... don't do it again. [He sighs, unable to argue about it any longer. At least everyone was fine in the end, but gosh Greg, you need to calm down one of these days.]

What were you doing so far from the group, anyway? There's nothing really over here besides a bunch of trees and bushes.

[candyrocks]

I'm leading the way! We have to blaze a trail, or else we'll get lost, so me and Tapioca became explorers!

What are you doing so far from the group?

[poetryandclarinet]

I was looking for you! [Really Greg, did you even have to ask?]

[candyrocks]

Oh! Did you want to explore with us?

[poetryandclarinet]

No, not really.

[candyrocks]

Oh...

[Then why were you looking for him. What.]

Well, you can if you want to!

[poetryandclarinet]

No, thanks. [He shakes his head.]

Actually, we should both probably join the group. B-before they get too far ahead and we end up lost... again.