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Simon Wood

Slayer — Sun, 20 Apr 2008 06:34:14 GMT

Slayer:

'''Name:''' Simon Wood 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 18 
'''Grade:''' 12th 
'''School:''' Southridge High School 
'''Hobbies and interests:''' Simon spends half of his life on the computer and the other half out running wherever his feet take him. He does virtually nothing else, or rather, nothing else interests him. The only times Simon is really enjoying himself are when he is sitting in front of a computer screen or running in the open air.

'''Appearance:''' Simon stands just a shade less than 6 feet tall and he has the physique of a runner. Unsurprisingly, as Simon is a runner, his build only reflects his activity. Simon will wear pretty much whatever comes to hand, and generally he dresses in a combination of smart and casual clothes, the look sitting well on him. Simon's hair is short and so blond as to be close to white, though generally it is incredible untidy as Simon pays no attention to it whatsoever. Simon has a fairly small nose, upon which he perches a pair of glasses, the lenses of which are square with rounded corners. His eyes are a deep blue in colour, and they are always alert and quick, darting around and taking in everything they see. Simon's face perhaps would not be unpleasant to look upon if he paid a little more attention to his appearance, as it is his face harbours a scruffy chin strap type affair as a beard and it is often said Simon would look a lot better without it. Simon looks like one of those guys who sits indoors and lives on their computer and dresses like it, though his tanned skin is testimony to how long he spends running outside. Also of note is Simon's right arm, which is badly twisted and mangled due to an accident, and remains tucked across Simon's stomach at all times.

'''Biography:''' Simon was born in California and for most of his life was raised in California. Half Irish and half American, Simon is also the cousin of Sean O'Cann, though they are not close, and indeed have only met a few times in their lives. Growing up, Simon found a love for football and excelled in the sport from a young age. Indeed he was hoping to play football for a club team when his life was turned upside down and took a drastic turn.

Simon was sixteen when the accident occurred. It was an everyday thing really, something that happens to many people all of the time. That didn't make the reality of it any less traumatizing or any more pleasant. Riding on the back of a friend's motorcycle, Simon was part of a horrific accident, which killed three people. In short; a trailer hit a car that was flipped over and knocked into the air briefly, smashing into the motorbike. Pinned underneath the car with two people, one of them screaming and one dismembered, Simon found that his dream were shattered. When he was freed his fears were confirmed; his right arm was smashed and mauled beyond repair, he wouldn't be able to play football properly any longer.

Despondent, Simon retreated into his room for hours on end, sitting up at night on his computer and waking up in the morning sprawled over his keyboard with his glasses askew. After near on six months of living like this, Simon ventured to look at himself in a mirror and see what his arm was like. Seeing it just as bad as ever Simon was shocked to see himself putting on a great deal of weight and looking decidedly unhealthy. Lacing up a pair of running shoes Simon went out running and he didn't stop until he couldn't run at all anymore. From that day, Simon promised he'd never let himself down like that again and everyday thereafter made progressively longer runs, building up his stamina and fitness once again. Simon also made an effort to improve his grades and his school life. Teachers and peers alike were amazed in the change in the lethargic and lazy Simon and soon he was a favoured student and near to the top of the class.

Simon isn't naturally a particularly social person but he does make an effort and he isn't exactly a recluse either. Since his self enforced rehabilitation Simon has been a deal more outgoing and friendly where previously he had been sullen and depressed. Simon contents himself with how he is now, though he does not have many friends due to the time he spends on his computer and working out, he doesn't really mind it that way.

'''Advantages:''' Simon is intelligent and decisive, as well as fit from his running.

'''Disadvantages:''' He is not widely liked as he does not actively seek out companions, and in any kind of fight Simon is likely to lose due to his injury. 

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 33 

'''Designated Weapon:''' Laser Dazzler 

'''Conclusions:''' I sure hope those running skills come in handy for B33, because with his arm a destroyed mess of flesh, I don't see him faring very well in hand-to-hand combat. Really, all I can say about B33 is that the hunt is always that much more fun when the prey runs for their lives.

==Game Evaluations==
'''Kills:''' None 
'''Killed By:''' [[Darnell Butler]] 
'''Collected Weapons:''' Laser Dazzler (issued weapon) 
'''Allies:''' 
'''Enemies:''' 
'''Mid-Game Evaluation:''' 
'''Post-Game Evaluation:''' 
'''Memorable Quotes:''' "Darnell...I'm sorry." -- Final words.

==Other/Trivia==
*According to the V3 Pre-Game, Simon is the boyfriend of [[Madison Conner]]. Whether the couple is still together during SOTF's third season has yet to be revealed.

==Threads==
''Below is a list of thread containing Simon, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:''' 
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1643 One Bagged Lunch] 
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1725&st=15 Out on the Town and Out of the Closet] 
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1825&st=0&hl= Melancholy] 

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2056 Nothing Left to Say but Goodbye]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2054 Archangel]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2091 How the Stars Have Fallen...]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2118 Lost]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2158&st=0&#entry13871342 Lady so Divine]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2246 Day by Day]

==Your Thoughts==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Simon Wood. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

V3 Death Order

Slayer — Sat, 19 Apr 2008 09:42:43 GMT

Slayer:

<center>''The premise of Survival of the Fittest is simple in nature. Kill or be killed is the only rule. No time-outs, no out-of-bounds, everyone is open game. In a game as primal as this, there are bound to be casualties-of-war. Below, you can find a list of each student who has sacrificed his or her life to the program, which number they were to die, and who killed them.</center>

1st - [[Josh Goodman|Joshua Goodman]] - Killed by [[Nathanial Harris]] 
2nd - [[Heather Tilmitt]] - Killed by [[Lance Barrett]] 
3rd - [[Jason Foley]] - Killed by [[Gabriel Theobaldt]] 
4th - [[Tyson Neills]] - Killed by [[Bobby Jacks]] 
5th - [[Lance Barrett]] - Killed by [[Melina Frost]] 
6th - [[Charlie Burchman]] - Killed by [[Ivye Dewley]] 
7th - [[Tanya Bonneville]] - Killed by [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]] 
8th - [[Tegan Bianco]] - Committed Suicide 
9th - [[Alex Steele]] - Accidental Suicide 
10th - [[Karl Van Buren]] - Killed by [[Gabriel Theobaldt]] 
11th - [[Owen Fontaine]] - Killed by [[Julie Mikan]] 
12th - [[Evelyn Richinson]] - Accidental Suicide 
13th - [[Luis Chezinski]] - Killed by [[Brenden Bedard]] 
14th - [[Kara Holmes]] - Killed by [[Nathanial Harris]] 
15th - [[Randy Flagg]] - Killed by [[Keith Jackson]] 
16th - [[Rebbecca Bradbury]] - Killed by [[Nathanial Harris]] 
17th - [[Kristin Washington]] - Killed by [[Viktor Kurchatov]] 
18th - [[Troy McCann]] - Killed by [[Gabriel Theobaldt]] 
19th - [[Brenden Bedard]] - Accidental Suicide 
20th - [[Dan Wolfe]] - Accidental Suicide 
21st - [[Adwin Green]] - Killed by [[Paul Smith]] 
22nd - [[Katherine Blanco]] - Killed by allergic reaction 
23rd - [[Nigel Gillespie]] - Killed by [[Dominica Shapiro]] 
24th - [[Ric Chee]] - Killed by [[Bobby Jacks]] 
25th - [[Ken Lawson]] - Accidental Suicide 
26th - [[Galen Neilson]] - Killed by [[Nadine Willowbrook]] 
27th - [[Nadine Willowbrook]] - Killed by [[Galen Neilson]] 
28th - [[Andy Walker]] - Accidental Suicide 
29th - [[Ivye Dewley]] - Killed by [[Adam Dodd (V3)|Adam Dodd]] 
30th - [[Viktor Kurchatov]] - Killed by [[Julie Mikan]] 
31st - [[Gabriel Theobaldt]] - Incinerated in Explosion indirectly caused by [[Ivye Dewley]] and [[Adam Dodd (V3)|Adam Dodd]] 
32nd - [[Trey Leyton]] - Killed by [[Nathanial Harris]] 
33rd - [[]] - Killed by [[]] 
34th - [[Simon Wood]] - Killed by [[Darnell Butler]]] 
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== Student Deceased List ==
Locations change over time and in a game where we begin with over a hundred competitors and leave naught but one standing, the areas begin to build up with the corpses of the dead. Listed below is each location, who the bodies lying around the area are, what day they died on and how they were killed.

'''Rundown Hospital:''' 
[[Heather Tilmitt]] - Day 1 - Eviscerated by Lance Barrett 
[[Lance Barrett]] - Day 1 - Shot in head by Melina Frost 
[[Evelyn Richinson]] - Day 2 - Accidentally severed jugular with scalpel 
[[Dan Wolfe]] - Day 2 - Accidentally stabbed self in chest with scalpel 

'''Jailhouse:''' 
N/A

'''Small Cottage:''' 
N/A

'''The Barracks:''' 
[[Josh Goodman]] - Day 1 - Electrocuted by Blood Boy 
[[Tanya Bonneville]] - Day 1 - Impaled then electrocuted by Eduardo Trinidad-Villa 
[[Ivye Dewley]] - Day 3 - Shot in head, incinerated in grenade explosion 
[[Gabriel Theobaldt]] - Day 3 - Incinerated in grenade explosion

'''The Lagoon:''' 
N/A

'''The Showers:''' 
[[Karl Van Buren]] - Day 2 - Neck broken by Gabriel Theobaldt

'''Lookout Tower:''' 
[[Charlie Burchman]] - Day 1 - Blown up by Ivye Dewley

'''The Mess Hall:''' 
[[Alex Steele]] - Day 1 - Accidentally shot self

'''The Marsh:''' 
N/A

'''Hollow Tree:''' 
[[Kristin Washington]] - Day 2 - Shot in head by Viktor Kurchatov

'''Swinging Bridge:''' 
[[Owen Fontaine]] - Day 2 - Shot in head by Julie Mikan

'''Airfield:''' 
[[Adwin Green]] - Day 2 - Shot in back by Paul Smith 
[[Simon Wood]] - Day 3 - Impaled by Darnell Butler

'''Storehouse:''' 
[[Troy McCann]] - Day 2 - Partially beheaded by Gabriel Theobaldt

'''The Graveyard:''' 
[[Jason Foley]] - Day 1 - Eviscerated by Gabriel Theobaldt 
[[Ken Lawson]] - Day 2 - Crushed under dirt in open grave

'''The Chapel:''' 
N/A

'''Overgrown Trail:''' 
[[Ric Chee]] - Day 2 - Stabbed in chest by Bobby Jacks

'''The Quarry:''' 
[[Andy Walker]] - Day 3 - Fell from cliff, knocked unconscious and drowned in water

'''The Caves:''' 
N/A

'''The Jungle:''' 
[[Randy Flagg]] - Day 2 - Shot by Keith Jackson 
[[Trey Leyton]] - Day 3 - Dismembered by Blood Boy

'''Babbling Brook:''' 
[[Tyson Neills]] - Day 1 - Stabbed through eye with syringe by Bobby Jacks

'''Sea Cliffs:''' 
[[Tegan Bianco]] - Day 1 - Committed Suicide 
[[Kara Holmes]] - Day 2 - Suffocated with own foot by Blood Boy 
[[Rebbecca Bradbury]] - Day 2 - Bled to death from wounds inflicted by Blood Boy 
[[Katherine Blanco]] - Day 2 - Died via allergic reaction to bee sting 
[[Nigel Gillespie]] - Day 2 - Shoved off cliffs by Dominia Shapiro, broke neck 
[[Galen Neilson]] - Day 2 - Impaled in the heart by Nadine Willowbrook 
[[Nadine Willowbrook]] - Day 2 - Shoved off cliffs by Galen Neilson, broke neck

'''Field of Flowers:''' 
[[Luis Chezinski]] - Day 1 - Strangled by Brenden Bedard 
[[Brenden Bedard]] - Day 2 - Busted head open on rock

'''Northern Coast:''' 
N/A

V3 Locations

Slayer — Sat, 19 Apr 2008 09:40:11 GMT

Slayer:

The V3 island varies drastically from the V2 island in that the island, formerly an old military base (presumably belonging to the U.S. or Great Britain at one point in time, seeing as the graffiti on the wall of the storehouse is in English), has been abandoned for approximately forty years. Most of the island is still largely intact, despite the fact that in the past forty years, it's apparently undergone some harsh storms. Still, having been a temporary military base, much of the island is uninhabited and full of vegetation.

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[[Image:Hospital_Map.JPG|thumb|The Hospital (interior)]]'''The Rundown Hospital:''' A basic three-room facility which once served the residents of the island. The waiting room is nothing to speak of, with only a few dust-covered chairs, an old lamp, and a stack of ancient magazines sitting on the table. The examination room is even blander, containing nothing except some expired medical supplies and an old examination table. The third room holds two rows of cots and was once used to quarantine sick patients.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Lance Barrett ''(Outside; in front of front entrance, shot in the head)''
:: Heather Tilmitt ''(Examination room; on examination table, dismembered and disemboweled)''
:: Abbi ''(Outside; near one of the corners of the hospital, placed in a very shallow grave)''
:: Evelyn Richinson ''(Outside; near the burial ground of the fetus, a huge hole through her neck)''
:: Dan Wolfe ''(Outside; in foliage surrounding hospital, stabbed and shot in the chest)''

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[[Image:Jailhouse_Map.JPG|thumb|The Jailhouse (interior)]]'''The Jailhouse:''' The jailhouse sits away from the main settlement on the island, probably as a precautionary measure to keep the townspeople safe from those in lockup. It's a simple, two-story building with a row of cells on the bottom floor and a spare room, probably where the guard used to sleep, upstairs. The cells seem lonely now and beckon for a new body to be locked behind their bars.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: N/A

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[[Image:Cottage_Map.JPG|thumb|The Cottage]]'''The Small Cottage:''' A solitary cottage that sets off by itself, away from the main settlement. It's a simple place of only four rooms, and it was probably the island home of one of the higher-ups on the military base at one time. Outside sits a small well that it's hard to see the bottom of, even in the middle of the day. Overall, the place has a peaceful atmosphere... one that begs to be destroyed.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: N/A

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[[Image:Barracks_Map.JPG|thumb|The Barracks (exterior)]]'''The Barracks:''' A cluster of plain gray buildings that once housed the soldiers occupying the island base. There isn't much to speak of in the barracks except for rows of cots, but it's an ideal place for a large group to horde up in... or the ideal place for an ambitious player to mow down the competition in.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Josh Goodman ''(Interior of Barrack, standing in pool of blood minus his head)''
:: Tanya Bonneville ''(Interior of Barrack, lying in pool of blood next to Goodman)''
:: Ivye Dewley ''(Exterior of Barrack, nothing left of her but an incinerated pile of ash)''
:: Gabriel Theobaldt ''(Exterior of Barrack, torn to shreds in explosion)''

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'''The Lagoon:''' Overlooked by large cliffs to the north and surrounded by tall trees to the south, the lagoon was formed ages ago when a tsunami hit the island. Since then, it's become an untouched beauty of the island... but be mindful of the lagoon's beautiful waters. You never know who might sneak up from behind and drown you in them.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: N/A

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[[Image:Showers_Map.JPG|thumb|The Showers (interior)]]'''The Showers: '''Separate from the barracks, the showers are exactly as their name would suggest. The room is, in essence, a large bathroom facility with an open shower area. It's an ideal place to rest, but don't loiter around for too long. The lone door in the front of the building could sign your fate if an ambitious player follows you inside.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Karl Van Buren ''(Inside the showers; lying on the floor naked, his head blown apart by his collar, genitels torn away)''
:: Viktor Kurchatov ''(Inside the showers; sprawled on the ground naked, stabbed through the eye)''

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'''The Lookout Tower: '''The lookout tower sits atop a large hill and is shrouded in trees. It's an unimpressive building, but it used to be the primary defense post on the island. Maybe it can be your eye in the sky as well? It'd be a great place for a small group to rally together and hide from the island's baddies, and an even better place for those baddies to snipe the rest of the competition from above.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Charlie Burchman ''(Scattered in small pieces all around first floor)''

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[[Image:Mess_Hall_Map.JPG|thumb|The Mess Hall (interior)]]'''The Mess Hall: '''Moss and vines have overtaken the outside of the mess hall, and the inside looks as though it hasn't been touched for years. The multiple tables sit in perfect rows in the dining room, and the kitchen and even the deep freeze are layered in a thick coat of dust. There might be some leftovers in the deep freeze, but eating meat that's over 40 years old is quite the dance with death, perhaps more hazardous than the competition on the island.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Alex Steele ''(Lying in the Deep Freeze, gunshot wound in chest)''

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'''The Marsh:''' It used to be the island's housing district... at least, it used to be. It wasn't much to begin with, maybe ten or twelve houses lined up in a row where the soldiers' families lived. When a large storm hit the island years ago, all the houses were practically destroyed and the water stagnated on the flat ground, giving way to the festering marsh that sits here now.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: N/A

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'''The Hollow Tree:''' A huge tree, bursting with foliage, straddles part of the overgrown trail. A large part of the tree has been hollowed out on the inside, making it large enough for army vehicles to pass through. It's large enough to house quite a few people, and the age-old carvings on the inside of the tree are testament enough to that. It's not much in terms of shelter, but it's better than spending a night in the deep, dark jungle.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Kristin Washington ''(Right outside treeline, missing part of skull)''

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'''The Swinging Bridge:''' A long, swinging bridge that crosses a deep ravine heading into the uninhabited part of the island. The bridge sways eerily in the wind and the fall into the ravine below almost certainly spells doom for anyone who happens to lose their balance or step too close to the edge.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Owen Fontaine ''(Lying on the ground near the bridge, gunshot wound in temple)''

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[[Image:Airfield.jpg|thumb|The Airfield]]'''The Airfield:''' It isn't much now, but at one time, this airfield was the life of the island. It contains a sole landing strip in the middle of an overgrown field, and the solitary air control tower nearby looms menacingly over the island. The remains of a downed aircraft sit nearby, having crashed long after the island base had been abandoned.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Adwin Green ''(Lying face-down near one of the downed aircrafts, shot in back)''
:: Simon Wood ''(Lying face up on the runway, impaled through heart) ''

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[[Image:storeroom.jpg|thumb|Storehouse (interior)]]'''The Storehouse:''' Unlike the rest of the base, the storehouse is still largely intact from its glory days forty years ago, other than the conspicuous fact that all the windows are gone, the glass broken out of their frames. Inside the massive steel doors, one would not find anything useful. The only thing the soldiers left when they abandoned the island outpost were crates, chairs, and a decently sized table where they used to play cards. To the immediate left of the doors are the words "10/31/1967, PFC Herman Clemets won his first arm-wrestling tournament, scoring a massive upset over SSgt Westmore, the unbeaten champ. Just in time for us to get out of this hellhole, too!" spray painted in bright green.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Troy McCann ''(interior; neck broken)''

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'''The Graveyard:''' Overrun with tall grass and moss creeping up the unreadable tombstones, the graveyard is an eerie place no matter what time of day or night. The grass is dry and dead, and the whole area reeks with the stench of ancient corpses. Death looms over this place, and it seems he's searching for another victim to add to his roster.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Jason Foley ''(Buried, eviscerated)''
:: Ken Lawson ''(Buried alive in grave)''

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[[Image:Chapel_Map.JPG|thumb|Chapel (interior)]]'''The Chapel:''' It's the perfect place to make your peace with your God, because odds are, you don't have much time left. There's not much to the church. In fact, it's just a room full of pews and an alter, but perhaps the spiritual competitors will find some solace in its walls.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: N/A

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'''The Overgrown Trail:''' Once driven over by army vehicles while crossing the island, the tire marks and ruts are still there, but the trail is quite overgrown. It winds left and right, north and south, and traverses the entire island.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Ric Chee (Lying in the centre of the trail, stabbed through the heart)

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'''The Quarry:''' Once upon a time, the quarry was the source of many products on the island. Now, the large, jagged rock formation stands as a monument to the life that once thrived on the island. A large portion of it has been cleared, and the face is climbable. There are lots of indentions along the face from dynamite blasts, and who knows? Maybe they'd be a good place to hide.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Andy Walker ''(Lying in a watery grave)''

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'''The Caves:''' Dark, dank, and dreary, the caves snake across the island, leading deep down into the depths and surfacing in multiple locations. Some areas have been declared hazardous, while others are just downright scary. Forty years ago, the soldiers used to tell ghost stories about these caves, saying you could hear children crying if you ventured far enough into their depths. Of course, they'd always make good shelter, but you'd better not venture too far underground lest you never return.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: N/A

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'''The Jungle:''' This huge area takes up most of the island, with the only real "settled" places on it being the parts of the abandoned and run down military base. There are paths through the jungle, but there's also an extremely thick underbrush and abundance of plant life that would impede and agitate the contestants; not to mention the animal life dwelling within that would find the contestants to be a nice treat. The terrain itself is trecherous with several random drops, cliffs, and the occasional booby trap that the soldiers manning the base "forgot" to disarm; one could be easily lost for days in the vast confines of the jungle if the heat and other conditions didn't drive them insane. Exercise caution, children, one wrong step here would most definitely be your last.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Randy Flagg ''(Lying in a small clearing, riddled with bulletholes)''
:: Trey Leyton ''(Lying amongst the trees, teeth, eyes, and tongue missing, smiley face cut into his cheek)''

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'''The Babbling Brook:''' This small brook serves as the only source of water on the island. It winds to and fro, and in most places is shallow enough to be able to walk through. Perhaps you could stop for a refreshment here? Bear in mind though, no matter how shallow it may be, you can surely drown in it with a little assistance.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Tyson Neills ''(Lying on the ground a few meters away from the brook, a bloody hole where his left eye should be)''

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'''The Sea Cliffs:''' You can see the ocean from here. The cliffs aren't terribly high, but it might be a mighty painful fall down them. They wouldn't make a very good hiding place, seeing how they're out in the open, but it'd definitely make a good vantage point, especially if you were lying in wait for someone to pass along the shoreline below.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Tegan Bianco ''(In a watery grave)''
:: Kara Holmes ''(Lying at the bottom of the cliff, right foot shoved into her mouth, jaw nearly ripped off and throat blown apart)''
:: Rebbecca Bradbury ''(Lying on approximately 20 feet away from Kara, clothes torn off and arm inserted into her body)''
:: Katherine Blanco ''(Lying somewhere in the area, neck swollen from allergic reaction)''
:: Nigel Gillespie ''(Lying at the bottom of the cliff, neck broken)''
:: Galen Neilson ''(In a watery grave)''
:: Nadine Willowbrook ''(In a watery grave)''

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'''The Field of Flowers:''' An open field, filled to the brim with flowers of every size, shape, and color. It's truly a beautiful sight, even though you won't have much time to be admiring the view. The flowers could use a little extra red to make them even more beautiful, if you've an eye for such things.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: Luis Chezinski ''(Face a shade of red and purple, blood running down his neck, eyes bulging out)''
:: Brenden Bedard ''(Laying face down in field, damage to front of skull)''

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'''The Northern Coast:''' The northern side of the island gives way to a sparkling blue ocean and a never-ending strip of white sands. Make sure not to get too caught up in the spectacular view, lest it be the last thing you ever see.

: '''Bodies:'''
:: N/A

V3 Characters

Slayer — Sat, 19 Apr 2008 09:37:21 GMT

Slayer:

<center>''Below are the students taking part in the act. Hailing from all sorts of places, these kids will be pit against each other in the fight of their lives.''</center>
 
<center>'''Warning: The articles on this page contain major spoilers.'''</center>
 
<center>''Asterisks (*) denote that the character page is currently incomplete.''</center>

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{| border="1"
|+ '''Student Matrix: Male'''
! Student Number !! Student Name !! Designated Weapon !! Kill Count !! Cause of Death
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| B01. || [[Darnell Butler|Butler, Darnell]]* || Hedgeclippers || [[Simon Wood|Wood, Simon|| --
|-
| B02. || [[Andy Walker|Walker, Anderson "Andy"]]* || Motorcycle Helmet || None || Drowned
|-
| B03. || [[Paul Smith|Smith, Paul]]* || Stockman's Knife || [[Adwin Green|Green, Adwin]] || ---
|-
| B04. || [[Steve Digaetano|Digaetano, Steven "Steve"]]* || Baseball || -- || --
|-
| B05. || [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa|Trinidad-Villa, Eduardo]]* || Claymore || [[Tanya Bonneville|Bonneville, Tanya]] || --
|-
| B06. || [[Bobby Jacks|Jacks, Bobby]]* || Bottle of Insulin R. and Syringe || [[Tyson Neills|Neills, Tyson]] [[Ric Chee|Chee, Ric]] || --
|-
| B07. || [[Keith Jackson|Jackson, Keith]]* || M870 Shotgun || [[Randy Flagg|Flagg, Randy]] || --
|-
| B08. || [[Gabriel Theobaldt|Theobaldt, Gabriel]]* || Paintball Gun || [[Jason Foley|Foley, Jason]] [[Karl Van Buren|Van Buren, Karl]] [[Troy McCann|McCann, Troy]] || Incinerated
|-
| B09. || [[Will Sigurbjornsson|Sigurbjornsson, Vilhjamur "Will"]]* || Main-Gauche || -- || --
|-
| B10. || [[Lance Barrett|Barrett, Lance]] || Keyhole Saw || [[Heather Tilmitt|Tilmitt, Heather]] || Gunshot Wound
|-
| B11. || [[Ken Lawson|Lawson, Ken]]* || Kevlar || None || Buried Alive
|-
| B12. || [[Bryan Calvert|Calvert, Bryan]] || #B12 has survived the program.
|-
| B13. || [[James Brown|Brown, James]]* || M1 Garand || -- || --
|-
| B14. || [[Brad Kavanagh|Kavanagh, Brad]]* || Goalie Mask || -- || --
|-
| B15. || [[Jason Foley|Foley, Jason]] || Arming Sword || None || Disembowelment
|-
| B16. || [[Christian Rydell|Rydell, Christian]]* || Jumprope || -- || --
|-
| B17. || [[Owen Fontaine|Fontaine, Owen]] || BB Gun || None || Gunshot Wound
|-
| B18. || [[Josh Goodman|Goodman, Joshua "Josh"]] || Taurus Millennium || None || Electrocution
|-
| B19. || [[Dan Wolfe|Wolfe, Daniel "Dan"]] || Pipewrench || None || Accidental Suicide
|-
| B20. || [[Harry Tsai|Tsai, Harry]] || GPS* || -- || --
|-
| B21. || [[Nigel Gillespie|Gillespie, Nigel]]* || Blowgun, Darts || None || Broken Neck
|-
| B22. || [[Ianto Murphy|Murphy, Ianto]]* || Winchester M1895 Rifle || -- || --
|-
| B23. || [[Charlie Burchman|Burchman, Charlie]] || Golf Club || None || Explosion
|-
| B24. || [[Alex Steele|Steele, Alex]] || Beretta 1934 || None || Accidental Suicide
|-
| B25. || [[Evan Angler|Angler, Evan]]* || Tickle-Me-Elmo || -- || --
|-
| B26. || [[Gabe McCallum|McCallum, Gabriel "Gabe"]]* || Ski Pole || -- || --
|-
| B27. || [[Blood Boy|Harris, Nathanial]]* || Ida || [[Josh Goodman|Goodman, Josh]] [[Kara Holmes|Holmes, Kara]] [[Rebbecca Bradbury|Bradbury, Rebbecca]] [[Trey Leyton|Leyton, Trey]] || --
|-
| B28. || [[Tyson Neills|Neills, Tyson]] || Armalon Pistol Carbine || None || Wound through Skull
|-
| B29. || [[Troy McCann|McCann, Troy "Trojan"]]* || Fireplace Poker || None || Partially Beheaded
|-
| B30. || [[Trey Leyton|Leyton, Trey]]* || Nunchaku || None || Suffocation
|-
| B31. || [[Lenny Priestly|Priestly, Lenny]]* || Hatchet || -- || --
|-
| B32. || [[Neil Sinclair|Sinclair, Neil]]* || Bunny Ears || -- || --
|-
| B33. || [[Simon Wood|Wood, Simon]]* || Laser Dazzler || None || Impaled
|-
| B34. || [[Corbin Arlen|Arlen, Corbin]]* || M16 Assault Rifle || -- | --
|-
| B35. || [[Daniel Brent|Brent, Daniel]]* || Hawley Faust Bobblehead || -- || --
|-
| B36. || [[Ric Chee|Chee, Ricardo "Ric"]]* || Bag of Leaves || None || Stab Wounds
|-
| B37. || [[Matthew Wittany|Wittany, Matt]]* || Bike Chain || -- || --
|-
| B38. || [[Guy Rapide|Rapide, Guillame "Guy"]]* || Bayonet || -- || --
|-
| B39. || [[Braden Marsh|Marsh, Braden]]* || Morning Star || -- || --
|-
| B40. || [[Karl Van Buren|Van Buren, Karl]] || Butterfly Sword || None || Broken Neck
|-
| B41. || [[Galen Neilson|Neilson, Galen]]* || Speargun || [[Nadine Willowbrook|Willowbrook, Nadine]] || Spear Wound
|-
| B42. || [[Sean O'Cann|O'Cann, Sean]]* || 35 Clips for AK-47 || -- || --
|-
| B43. || [[Brenden Bedard|Bedard, Brenden]] || Bullwhip || [[Luis Chezinski|Chezinski, Luis]] || Accidental Suicide
|-
| B44. || [[Randy Flagg|Flagg, Randy]] || Pickaxe || None || Shotgun Wounds
|-
| B45. || [[Luis Chezinski|Chezinski, Luis]] || Aerosol Can and Lighter || None || Strangulation
|-
| B46. || [[Daniel "Boxer" Carvalho|Carvalho, Daniel]]* || Wooden Shield || -- || --
|-
| B47. || [[Clive Maxwell|Maxwell, Clive]]* || Stapler + Box of Staples || -- || --
|-
| B48. || [[Quale Hutchinson|Hutchinson, Quale]]* || 25 Pound Weight || -- || --
|-
| B49. || [[Viktor Kurchatov|Kurchatov, Viktor]]* || Colt .357 King Cobra || [[Kristin Washington|Washington, Kristin]] || Knife Impaled In Skull
|-
| B50. || [[Nick Jones|Jones, Nick]]* || Jitte || -- || --
|-
| B51. || [[Wade Wilson|Wilson, Wade]]* || Nightstick || -- || --
|-
| B52. || [[Adonis Zorba|Zorba, Adonis]]* || AK-47 (no ammunition) || -- || --
|-
| B53. || [[Luke Rowan|Rowan, Luke]]* || Chainsaw || -- || --
|-
| B77. || [[Adam Dodd (V3)|Dodd, Adam]]* || Switchblade || [[Ivye Dewley|Dewley, Ivye]] || --
|}

{| border="1"
|+ '''Student Matrix: Female'''
! Student Number !! Student Name !! Designated Weapon !! Kill Count !! Cause of Death
|-
| G01. || [[Madison Conner|Conner, Madison]]* || Fire Axe || -- || --
|-
| G02. || [[Melina Frost|Frost, Melina]]* || Iron Chain (4 ft.) || [[Lance Barrett|Barrett, Lance]] || --
|-
| G03. || [[Serenity Halos|Halos, Serenity]]* || Foil || -- || --
|-
| G04. || [[Ivye Dewley|Dewley, Ivye]]* || Fragmentation Grenades || [[Charlie Burchman|Burchman, Charlie]] || Gunshot Wound
|-
| G05. || [[Heather Tilmitt|Tilmitt, Heather]] || MP5K || None || Evisceration
|-
| G06. || [[Viki Valentine|Valentine, Viki]]* || Fire Extinguisher || -- || --
|-
| G07. || [[Kallie Majors|Majors, Kallie]]* || Yatagan || -- || --
|-
| G08. || [[Evelyn Richinson|Richinson, Evelyn]] || Scalpel || None || Accidental Suicide
|-
| G09. || [[Beth Vandelinder|Vandelinder, Beth]]* || Slinky || -- || --
|-
| G10. || [[Kristin Washington|Washington, Kristin]] || Whittling Knife || None || Gunshot Wound
|-
| G11. || [[Rio Valenti|Valenti, Reneé "Rio"]]* || Bow and Arrow || -- || --
|-
| G12. || [[Izzy Cheung|Cheung, Zhilan "Izzy"]]* || Kusari-Fundo || -- || --
|-
| G13. || [[Monique St. Claire|St. Claire, Monique]]* || Broad Axe || -- || --
|-
| G14. || [[Mary McKay|McKay, Meredith "Mary"]]* || Crosscut Saw || -- || --
|-
| G15. || [[Tegan Bianco|Bianco, Tegan]] || Shuriken || None || Suicide
|-
| G16. || [[Terrie Brightwell|Brightwell, Terrie]]* || Beretta 92FS || -- || --
|-
| G17. || [[Khrysta Lawrence|Lawrence, Khrysta]]* || Jo || -- || --
|-
| G18. || [[Tanya Bonneville|Bonneville, Tanya]] || Hacksaw || None || Electrocution
|-
| G19. || [[Kara Holmes|Holmes, Kara]] || Firecrackers x10 || None || Suffocation
|-
| G20. || [[Courtney Blaggé|Blaggé, Courtney]]* || Caulk || -- || --
|-
| G21. || [[Elizabeth Priestly|Priestly, Elizabeth]]* || Coping Saw || -- || --
|-
| G22. || [[Adwin Green|Green, Adwin]]* || Nails x12 || None || Gunshot Wounds
|-
| G23. || [[Trish McCarroll|McCarroll, Trish]]* || Elijah Rice's Car Keys || -- || --
|-
| G24. || [[Alice Jones|Jones, Alice]]* || Wooden Baseball Bat || -- || --
|-
| G25. || [[Nadine Willowbrook|Willowbrook, Nadine]]* || Vial of Sulphuric Acid || [[Galen Neilson|Neilson, Galen]] || Broken Neck
|-
| G26. || [[Julie Mikan|Mikan, Juliet "Julie"]]* || H&K VP70 || [[Owen Fontaine|Fontaine, Owen]] [[Viktor Kurchatov|Kurchatov, Viktor]] || --
|-
| G27. || [[Rebbecca Bradbury|Bradbury, Rebbecca]] || Larry Blackmon's Red Codpiece || None || Blood Loss
|-
| G28. || [[Dominica Shapiro|Shapiro, Dominica]]* || Ocarina || [[Nigel Gillespie|Gillespie, Nigel]] || --
|-
| G29. || [[Katherine Blanco|Blanco, Katherine]]* || Weed Whacker || None || Bee Sting
|-
| G30. || [[Melissa Diaz|Diaz, Melissa]]* || Vial of Strychnine Poison || -- || --
|-
| G31. || [[Julia Lauper|Lauper, Julia]]* || Scimitar || -- || --
|-
| G32. || [[Maxie Dasai|Dasai, Maxie]]* || Meat Hook || -- || --
|-
| G33. || [[Lilah Morgan|Morgan, Lilah]]* || Sig-Sauer Pistol || -- || --
|-
| G34. || [[Kyrie Joseph|Joseph, Kyrie]]* || Megaphone || -- || --
|}

V3 Characters

Slayer — Sat, 19 Apr 2008 09:36:52 GMT

Slayer:

<center>''Below are the students taking part in the act. Hailing from all sorts of places, these kids will be pit against each other in the fight of their lives.''</center>
 
<center>'''Warning: The articles on this page contain major spoilers.'''</center>
 
<center>''Asterisks (*) denote that the character page is currently incomplete.''</center>

----

{| border="1"
|+ '''Student Matrix: Male'''
! Student Number !! Student Name !! Designated Weapon !! Kill Count !! Cause of Death
|-
| B01. || [[Darnell Butler|Butler, Darnell]]* || Hedgeclippers || [[Simon Wood|Wood, Simon|| --
|-
| B02. || [[Andy Walker|Walker, Anderson "Andy"]]* || Motorcycle Helmet || None || Drowned
|-
| B03. || [[Paul Smith|Smith, Paul]]* || Stockman's Knife || [[Adwin Green|Green, Adwin]] || ---
|-
| B04. || [[Steve Digaetano|Digaetano, Steven "Steve"]]* || Baseball || -- || --
|-
| B05. || [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa|Trinidad-Villa, Eduardo]]* || Claymore || [[Tanya Bonneville|Bonneville, Tanya]] || --
|-
| B06. || [[Bobby Jacks|Jacks, Bobby]]* || Bottle of Insulin R. and Syringe || [[Tyson Neills|Neills, Tyson]] [[Ric Chee|Chee, Ric]] || --
|-
| B07. || [[Keith Jackson|Jackson, Keith]]* || M870 Shotgun || [[Randy Flagg|Flagg, Randy]] || --
|-
| B08. || [[Gabriel Theobaldt|Theobaldt, Gabriel]]* || Paintball Gun || [[Jason Foley|Foley, Jason]] [[Karl Van Buren|Van Buren, Karl]] [[Troy McCann|McCann, Troy]] || Incinerated
|-
| B09. || [[Will Sigurbjornsson|Sigurbjornsson, Vilhjamur "Will"]]* || Main-Gauche || -- || --
|-
| B10. || [[Lance Barrett|Barrett, Lance]] || Keyhole Saw || [[Heather Tilmitt|Tilmitt, Heather]] || Gunshot Wound
|-
| B11. || [[Ken Lawson|Lawson, Ken]]* || Kevlar || None || Buried Alive
|-
| B12. || [[Bryan Calvert|Calvert, Bryan]] || #B12 has survived the program.
|-
| B13. || [[James Brown|Brown, James]]* || M1 Garand || -- || --
|-
| B14. || [[Brad Kavanagh|Kavanagh, Brad]]* || Goalie Mask || -- || --
|-
| B15. || [[Jason Foley|Foley, Jason]] || Arming Sword || None || Disembowelment
|-
| B16. || [[Christian Rydell|Rydell, Christian]]* || Jumprope || -- || --
|-
| B17. || [[Owen Fontaine|Fontaine, Owen]] || BB Gun || None || Gunshot Wound
|-
| B18. || [[Josh Goodman|Goodman, Joshua "Josh"]] || Taurus Millennium || None || Electrocution
|-
| B19. || [[Dan Wolfe|Wolfe, Daniel "Dan"]] || Pipewrench || None || Accidental Suicide
|-
| B20. || [[Harry Tsai|Tsai, Harry]] || GPS* || -- || --
|-
| B21. || [[Nigel Gillespie|Gillespie, Nigel]]* || Blowgun, Darts || None || Broken Neck
|-
| B22. || [[Ianto Murphy|Murphy, Ianto]]* || Winchester M1895 Rifle || -- || --
|-
| B23. || [[Charlie Burchman|Burchman, Charlie]] || Golf Club || None || Explosion
|-
| B24. || [[Alex Steele|Steele, Alex]] || Beretta 1934 || None || Accidental Suicide
|-
| B25. || [[Evan Angler|Angler, Evan]]* || Tickle-Me-Elmo || -- || --
|-
| B26. || [[Gabe McCallum|McCallum, Gabriel "Gabe"]]* || Ski Pole || -- || --
|-
| B27. || [[Blood Boy|Harris, Nathanial]]* || Ida || [[Josh Goodman|Goodman, Josh]] [[Kara Holmes|Holmes, Kara]] [[Rebbecca Bradbury|Bradbury, Rebbecca]] [[Trey Leyton|Leyton, Trey]] || --
|-
| B28. || [[Tyson Neills|Neills, Tyson]] || Armalon Pistol Carbine || None || Wound through Skull
|-
| B29. || [[Troy McCann|McCann, Troy "Trojan"]]* || Fireplace Poker || None || Partially Beheaded
|-
| B30. || [[Trey Leyton|Leyton, Trey]]* || Nunchaku || None || Suffocation
|-
| B31. || [[Lenny Priestly|Priestly, Lenny]]* || Hatchet || -- || --
|-
| B32. || [[Neil Sinclair|Sinclair, Neil]]* || Bunny Ears || -- || --
|-
| B33. || [[Simon Wood|Wood, Simon]]* || Laser Dazzler || -- || Impaled
|-
| B34. || [[Corbin Arlen|Arlen, Corbin]]* || M16 Assault Rifle || -- | --
|-
| B35. || [[Daniel Brent|Brent, Daniel]]* || Hawley Faust Bobblehead || -- || --
|-
| B36. || [[Ric Chee|Chee, Ricardo "Ric"]]* || Bag of Leaves || None || Stab Wounds
|-
| B37. || [[Matthew Wittany|Wittany, Matt]]* || Bike Chain || -- || --
|-
| B38. || [[Guy Rapide|Rapide, Guillame "Guy"]]* || Bayonet || -- || --
|-
| B39. || [[Braden Marsh|Marsh, Braden]]* || Morning Star || -- || --
|-
| B40. || [[Karl Van Buren|Van Buren, Karl]] || Butterfly Sword || None || Broken Neck
|-
| B41. || [[Galen Neilson|Neilson, Galen]]* || Speargun || [[Nadine Willowbrook|Willowbrook, Nadine]] || Spear Wound
|-
| B42. || [[Sean O'Cann|O'Cann, Sean]]* || 35 Clips for AK-47 || -- || --
|-
| B43. || [[Brenden Bedard|Bedard, Brenden]] || Bullwhip || [[Luis Chezinski|Chezinski, Luis]] || Accidental Suicide
|-
| B44. || [[Randy Flagg|Flagg, Randy]] || Pickaxe || None || Shotgun Wounds
|-
| B45. || [[Luis Chezinski|Chezinski, Luis]] || Aerosol Can and Lighter || None || Strangulation
|-
| B46. || [[Daniel "Boxer" Carvalho|Carvalho, Daniel]]* || Wooden Shield || -- || --
|-
| B47. || [[Clive Maxwell|Maxwell, Clive]]* || Stapler + Box of Staples || -- || --
|-
| B48. || [[Quale Hutchinson|Hutchinson, Quale]]* || 25 Pound Weight || -- || --
|-
| B49. || [[Viktor Kurchatov|Kurchatov, Viktor]]* || Colt .357 King Cobra || [[Kristin Washington|Washington, Kristin]] || Knife Impaled In Skull
|-
| B50. || [[Nick Jones|Jones, Nick]]* || Jitte || -- || --
|-
| B51. || [[Wade Wilson|Wilson, Wade]]* || Nightstick || -- || --
|-
| B52. || [[Adonis Zorba|Zorba, Adonis]]* || AK-47 (no ammunition) || -- || --
|-
| B53. || [[Luke Rowan|Rowan, Luke]]* || Chainsaw || -- || --
|-
| B77. || [[Adam Dodd (V3)|Dodd, Adam]]* || Switchblade || [[Ivye Dewley|Dewley, Ivye]] || --
|}

{| border="1"
|+ '''Student Matrix: Female'''
! Student Number !! Student Name !! Designated Weapon !! Kill Count !! Cause of Death
|-
| G01. || [[Madison Conner|Conner, Madison]]* || Fire Axe || -- || --
|-
| G02. || [[Melina Frost|Frost, Melina]]* || Iron Chain (4 ft.) || [[Lance Barrett|Barrett, Lance]] || --
|-
| G03. || [[Serenity Halos|Halos, Serenity]]* || Foil || -- || --
|-
| G04. || [[Ivye Dewley|Dewley, Ivye]]* || Fragmentation Grenades || [[Charlie Burchman|Burchman, Charlie]] || Gunshot Wound
|-
| G05. || [[Heather Tilmitt|Tilmitt, Heather]] || MP5K || None || Evisceration
|-
| G06. || [[Viki Valentine|Valentine, Viki]]* || Fire Extinguisher || -- || --
|-
| G07. || [[Kallie Majors|Majors, Kallie]]* || Yatagan || -- || --
|-
| G08. || [[Evelyn Richinson|Richinson, Evelyn]] || Scalpel || None || Accidental Suicide
|-
| G09. || [[Beth Vandelinder|Vandelinder, Beth]]* || Slinky || -- || --
|-
| G10. || [[Kristin Washington|Washington, Kristin]] || Whittling Knife || None || Gunshot Wound
|-
| G11. || [[Rio Valenti|Valenti, Reneé "Rio"]]* || Bow and Arrow || -- || --
|-
| G12. || [[Izzy Cheung|Cheung, Zhilan "Izzy"]]* || Kusari-Fundo || -- || --
|-
| G13. || [[Monique St. Claire|St. Claire, Monique]]* || Broad Axe || -- || --
|-
| G14. || [[Mary McKay|McKay, Meredith "Mary"]]* || Crosscut Saw || -- || --
|-
| G15. || [[Tegan Bianco|Bianco, Tegan]] || Shuriken || None || Suicide
|-
| G16. || [[Terrie Brightwell|Brightwell, Terrie]]* || Beretta 92FS || -- || --
|-
| G17. || [[Khrysta Lawrence|Lawrence, Khrysta]]* || Jo || -- || --
|-
| G18. || [[Tanya Bonneville|Bonneville, Tanya]] || Hacksaw || None || Electrocution
|-
| G19. || [[Kara Holmes|Holmes, Kara]] || Firecrackers x10 || None || Suffocation
|-
| G20. || [[Courtney Blaggé|Blaggé, Courtney]]* || Caulk || -- || --
|-
| G21. || [[Elizabeth Priestly|Priestly, Elizabeth]]* || Coping Saw || -- || --
|-
| G22. || [[Adwin Green|Green, Adwin]]* || Nails x12 || None || Gunshot Wounds
|-
| G23. || [[Trish McCarroll|McCarroll, Trish]]* || Elijah Rice's Car Keys || -- || --
|-
| G24. || [[Alice Jones|Jones, Alice]]* || Wooden Baseball Bat || -- || --
|-
| G25. || [[Nadine Willowbrook|Willowbrook, Nadine]]* || Vial of Sulphuric Acid || [[Galen Neilson|Neilson, Galen]] || Broken Neck
|-
| G26. || [[Julie Mikan|Mikan, Juliet "Julie"]]* || H&K VP70 || [[Owen Fontaine|Fontaine, Owen]] [[Viktor Kurchatov|Kurchatov, Viktor]] || --
|-
| G27. || [[Rebbecca Bradbury|Bradbury, Rebbecca]] || Larry Blackmon's Red Codpiece || None || Blood Loss
|-
| G28. || [[Dominica Shapiro|Shapiro, Dominica]]* || Ocarina || [[Nigel Gillespie|Gillespie, Nigel]] || --
|-
| G29. || [[Katherine Blanco|Blanco, Katherine]]* || Weed Whacker || None || Bee Sting
|-
| G30. || [[Melissa Diaz|Diaz, Melissa]]* || Vial of Strychnine Poison || -- || --
|-
| G31. || [[Julia Lauper|Lauper, Julia]]* || Scimitar || -- || --
|-
| G32. || [[Maxie Dasai|Dasai, Maxie]]* || Meat Hook || -- || --
|-
| G33. || [[Lilah Morgan|Morgan, Lilah]]* || Sig-Sauer Pistol || -- || --
|-
| G34. || [[Kyrie Joseph|Joseph, Kyrie]]* || Megaphone || -- || --
|}

Darnell Butler

Slayer — Sat, 19 Apr 2008 09:28:56 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Darnell "The Bull" Butler 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 19 (went to school a year late) 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Football, for one. He's the fullback on the team, or one of them. He is also a star on the wrestling team, and trains intensely for both teams, hoping to get a scholarship to a good college from both. He can often be seen accompanying team captain Evelyn on her morning runs, though they both often joke about how he has slightly less stamina than she does. He then goes home to do several hours of strenuous weight training and other exercises, and occasionally trains at a local boxing gym (though he's had a couple of amateur fights, he has no intention on boxing professionally, his future is for the NFL and maybe Olympic wrestling, in his eyes). A rather odd hobby of his are films and shows from the seventies and eighties, having been born in 1989. He also likes classical music and sings occasionally (for a recent school talent show he sung "Vesti la giubba" from the opera Pagliacci). He's sometimes made fun of for this, but he shrugs it off, and would usually be one of the ones laughing loudest at jokes made about it.

'''Appearance:''' Standing at six foot even and weighing in at about one hundred eighty two pounds, Darnell Butler is not a very big guy. However, just about every ounce of those one hundred eighty two pounds is pure muscle, and he is very strong; strong enough, in fact, that in a football game he once picked up a 6'11, 300 pound opposing player and threw him to the ground, though this took a degree of effort and he mainly used the other player's momentum to his advantage. He has defined arm, gut, and leg muscles that almost look as if they threaten to rip right through his very dark, almost literally black (he's one of the few African-Americans who could boast that they actually ARE "black", if one were to be overly literal) skin, stretched taught over said muscle. His hair, usually in a buzzcut, is also black, and he has dark brown eyes. His facial features are overall "handsome", he has pearly white teeth and clear skin, along with high, pronounced cheekbones. His nose is slightly smashed in, as it was once broken in a fight, and he has a diagonal scar on his cheek from a fight in Freshman year when someone pulled a swiss army knife on him (side note; that student was expelled and is now in prison for attempted murder), but he doesn't mind. The girls don't either.

He tends to wear light, black clothing, usually t-shirts and shorts that go down to the knee, and he wears black Nike sneakers all the time (his favourite pair). On his right bicep is a tattoo of a cross, above which is written "In God I trust". While this all-black appearance might make him seem gloomy, he's actually a very laid back, friendly person.

'''Biography:''' "So, you want to know about my life? Eh, okay. Ya might want to sit down, kid, long story. Been around for nineteen years, after all. Anyway, I was born right here in Highland Beach, California, to two loving parents named Hajim and Mikaela Butler. Dad is a foreman at a local construction firm, and mom works at a computer company, customer service. You know, one of those people that's on the other end when you call because your computer messed up somehow. Between the two of them, we're a pretty well off family, a good family to be born into. Have to admit, I was pretty spoiled growing up, they cared a lot about me, still do. For obvious reasons, I can't remember much about back when I was a little baby, so I'll move on a bit if you don't mind.

Earliest I can remember very well was when I was about eight. By then, I had been into football for quite a while, so I guess my dad got me into it earlier. He used to play running back for the Southridge Rebels back when he was in school, I guess he noticed my interest and tried to get me into it. Both of my parents would often practice with me, as they know alot about the sport, and they told me anything I wanted to know about the game. Positions, strategies, famous games, why almost every position had the word "back" at the end of the name, anything and everything. Actually, I still don't know why almost every position ends with the word "back" but I don't really care. Dad didn't let me use his weights back then, 'cause at my age he was worried I would hurt myself and I probably would've, but he showed me some workouts to build strength and stuff like that, and I worked on those. I entered school a year later than most kids do, and the years went by with me training both body and mind; working hard physically and studying at school and at home. My parents believe it's important to be a very well rounded individual, so that nothing life does can catch you by surprise.

The years went by uneventfully, to be honest. I studied at school, practiced, studied some more, did some research into good sports schools, and occasionally watched some TV or some such with the family, but nothing special. By eleven, I knew I wanted to be in the NFL and get a scholarship to a good sports college, though I had also started taking boxing lessons at a local gym. Can't quite remember why I decided to do that, but I stuck with it, and it got me in pretty good shape, toughened me up a lot. I was already starting to get a strong build by thirteen, and was almost as strong as I am now when I was fifteen. I think it was a hormonal thing, but in my first three years of highschool I got in a lot of fights, and I mean a lot of fights. Seemed like there was at least one every day, especially in my Freshman year where it seemed like everyone took it on themselves to "break me in" or whatever. One of them even pulled a knife on me for whatever reason, but all he was able to do was give me a minor cut on the cheek that looked worse than it actually was; that guy's in jail now. After that cut healed, I tried out for the wrestling team and the JV football team, as that fight was particularly early in the year. With the wrestling team, I had actually been approached while the cut was healing by one of the wrestlers, who convinced me to use the pent up aggression I had at the time on the mat, I thought it was a good idea. Coach of the JV team thought I'd be better suited for Varsity after seeing my tryout, he claimed that he nearly pissed himself watching me, but I wanted to try JV first, until I had more experience. It was interesting being on both teams. I'd have to literally train in both constantly, even though their seasons were in different parts of the year, just to maintain my weight class and skill level in both. Constantly doing weights, building up strength, running, sparring, practicing drills, maintaining a diet, the occasional sauna visit, and studying hard in order to keep up with my school work on top of all that. Most of the time, I was completely exhausted after a day was done, and even then I'd occasionally get enough homework to keep me up most of the night. A lot of my Freshman year fights were probably caused by that fact, I was often exhausted and in a rotten mood because of it, so when some punk kid started causing trouble with me I'd be so irritated that I'd simply flatten him instead of talking things out. Never really had time for socializing outside of my teams at the time, most of the time I didn't give enough of a damn, and I didn't get along with the other JV football players or the wrestlers all too well. Regardless, both of my teams won their respective championships that year, and my efforts academically also paid off as I passed with pretty good grades. I spent the summer at several football camps to increase my skill level, and allowed myself to gain weight in order to move up a weight class. Whatever free time I had was spent studying some more so that I wouldn't get rusty, and I had an amateur fight that I won by knockout in the middle of August. Needless to say, the summer was almost as tiring as the school year was.

Sophomore year was a bit more mellow. I still got in the occasional scrap, sometimes I started it and sometimes the other guy did, but I was left alone more than I was in Freshman year. Usually fights in Sophomore year, as over the last year and the summer training camps I had calmed down and matured, were started by them throwing the first punch. They'd get all in my face, and I'd warn them to back off; if they didn't, sometimes I had to floor them. Literally at the beginning of the year, I was given a notification of my transfer to the Varsity football team, turns out that the JV coach had gone behind my back and had the Varsity coach accept me onto the team. I didn't have any idea about it until I got that notification telling me to report to the Varsity coach when the season started, didn't even need to try out or anything; technically I already had the year before. I met the team while reporting to the coach during the first practice. For the most part, they seemed like the typical football types, and they were pleasant enough when I was introduced to them, but I was very surprised when I found out the team captain was a girl. I'm not sexist or anything, and I know that boys and girls being on the same football teams is getting more common, but I just wasn't expecting it. Especially keeping in mind how small Evelyn is, smaller back then too. Nevertheless, and despite my natural protectiveness towards Evelyn due to the whole 'she's a girl' thing which I often had to restrain, we got along alright and did pretty well in both games and practices. Right now I can't remember how well we did that year, but whatever. It was otherwise more of the same from Freshman year, but fewer fights; the ones I did get into were usually because I stood up for some kid one or two of the team decided to pick on. Socially we got pretty close despite the occasional scrap, and I would easily call any one of them my friend. It also turned out that Evelyn and I have very similar goals in life; namely getting a good scholarship and getting into the NFL, it's more important for her because then she'd be the first female NFL player in history. Sometime right before the end of the year she had agreed to show me a training regime she came up with, though since I had an early morning workout geared towards both football and wrestling myself I simply decided to accompany her on her runs sometimes and then work on my own regime. It's stayed that way since.

Junior year was even more of the same, with even fewer fights and the fact that I started being friendlier towards everyone, but early on everybody was talking about something called 'Survival of the Fittest' and I'm not talkin' about Darwin's theory of evolution by natural selection here. Apparently some terrorists kidnapped a bunch of kids from their end of school trip last year and forced them into a contest similar to the Japanese 'Battle Royale' programs. I think it's bullshit, nobody would have the guts to do something like that to the USA, and nobody has enough lack of a conscience to do it and sleep at night either! I'm sorry, I shouldn't raise my voice like that. Moving on, someone had a DVD of the thing and offered to let me borrow it for a while though he warned me that the cameras suddenly gave out for good near the end of the ninth day of the game, but I refused. That shit's just sick, even if I'm sure it's fake. Football team started cutting down on their bullying, since by then I had pretty well made clear that I wouldn't put up with that kind of thing, though it still happened occasionally and there was the odd fight. Still, in terms of sports and the like everything went well. Of course, that was until Tyrese got shot in the face. Sent a shockwave through Highland Beach, and was one of the only things that took that SOTF bullshit out of Southridge's mind. Naturally, my parents and I pitched in money for his facial reconstruction surgery, and even that bully Montezzo said he'd help out. I don't know how exactly, but he implied help in more than a financial way, none of my business though. Otherwise, Junior year was very par for the course, but balancing all my training and studying was far less tiring by then than it was in Freshman year.

Over that summer, though, I got another letter, this time from a very high up person in the school board. I thought something bad was gonna happen, but apparently I was wrong, practically had a fucking heart attack when I read it. All the hours, all my effort and sacrifice, everything had paid off; I had gotten my scholarship! I would have to keep myself at my level, which meant continuing my constant training and study, but it was a small price to pay. My body was so used to it that it was like breathing anyway. Man, I can tell you right now I've been as high as a damn kite since I got that letter. This year I haven't really had much of a problem with anybody, all I've been concerned with is keeping my grades up and graduating peacefully so that I wouldn't risk gettin' in any trouble that would risk that scholarship. I've been goin' after it for most of my life, I'm not gonna let some stupid fight or something ruin it when it's so close. That's pretty much it though, sorry for bein' so long winded. Peace out, man."

'''Advantages:''' As mentioned before, he is extremely strong. He is also almost as quick as Evelyn, and skilled in hand to hand combat due to being on the wrestling team as well as his occasional boxing training. He has a high pain tolerance, and has a team full of friends to help him in the game, if they can be trusted. His laid back attitude makes it easy to make friends, as he's very approachable, while his literally almost black skin and his tendency to wear black allows him to blend into dark environments easily. Everyone in Southridge knows he is trustworthy, as well. He is surprisingly intelligent and will be very determined to survive and get back home. It's common knowledge that picking a fight with him is one of the stupidest things a Southridge student could do, so he may even face the scenario of people being reluctant to attack him or even actively avoiding him.

'''Disadvantages:''' His right knee was badly injured in the Shooters tournament and it was only fairly recently that he has made a full recovery. Because of this he isn't as fast as he used to be, and that knee is a weak spot in fights. He is also rather conscious about it, often going to lengths to avoid stressing the knee. He may trust his fellow team-mates too much for his own good, since each one of them is a good friend of his, and wouldn't even think of harming Evelyn or any other female on the island. On that note, he will literally go berserk if he sees someone hurt a woman, maybe enough to try to kill them; a potentially deadly weakness. He has no experience with guns and does not have medical training. In school, Darnell always opposed the football team's occasional bullying of the weaker students, to the extent that he even fought some of them sometimes. That could be a source of friction between the team, especially if most of them decide to play, which will provide a strong moral crisis for him. He trusts just about every Southridge student and doesn't think any of them, not even the football team, are capable of slaughter on SOTF's scale, so the first time he meets a "player" of the game will be a big shock for him. It should be noted that he did not think SOTF was real until this game, so he will naturally be very surprised about that.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 01

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slayer|Kyle]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Hedgeclippers 
'''Conclusions:''' Well now, B01 seems like he could be quite the contender here. He's got some pretty shady past history, so I at least expect the guy to put up a fight, maybe even slaughter a few people if he sees them hurting the fairer sex. My guess? He'll be taken out by one of the lovely ladies he'll probably wind up defending.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' [[Simon Wood]] (accident)

'''Killed by:''' N/A

'''Collected Weapons:''' Hedgeclippers (issued weapon), Claymore (from [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]])

'''Allies:''' [[Kallie Majors]], [[Ken Lawson]], [[Matthew Wittany]], [[Guy Rapide]], [[Daniel "Boxer" Carvalho]]

'''Enemies:''' [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:''' ''"SHUT UP! Shut up! Shut up! SHUT THE HELL UP! They're NOT hurt, they're NOT dead, and you're GOING to fucking FIND them!"'' - '''''Forcing himself out of a self-deprecating rut before deciding to catch up with the rest of his group.'''''

''"Fuck you, Eddie. You say you want to fucking kill me? Let's see you try! Or are you all talk? Some coward who only goes after the weak, people who won't fight back because it makes them feel big to hurt people who can't defend themselves? People like Tanya, who probably wouldn't have hurt a fly?! Come on, Eduardo, just try to kill me, if you've got what it takes!"'' - ''''''Challenging [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]] to a fight when he realizes Eduardo intends to kill him.'''''

== Other/Trivia ==
*Darnell reveals in "Start - G07" that he has conflicting emotions regarding his friend [[Kallie Majors]] and can't seem to decide whether he's attracted to her or simply likes her as a friend.
*Darnell also reveals in "Start - G07" that even though he and [[Guy Rapide]] share mutual friends and hang out with the same clique that he has somewhat of a distaste for the other student and only tolerates him because the rest of his friends seem to like him.
*In "Best Served Cold", it is mentioned that [[Charlie Burchman]] is one of the only people Darnell hates.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Darnell, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1612 What's in the Past is History]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1810 Round One, Fight Four; Bobby vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1831 Round Two, Fight Two; Lance vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1839 Fight Night]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1864 TOURNAMENT FINAL: Paul vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1889 St. Francis Hospital, Come Broken and Leave Fixed]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2055 Start - G07]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2152 Best Served Cold]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2246 Day by Day]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Darnell Butler. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Simon Wood

Slayer — Sat, 19 Apr 2008 09:28:53 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Simon Wood 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 18 
'''Grade:''' 12th 
'''School:''' Southridge High School 
'''Hobbies and interests:''' Simon spends half of his life on the computer and the other half out running wherever his feet take him. He does virtually nothing else, or rather, nothing else interests him. The only times Simon is really enjoying himself are when he is sitting in front of a computer screen or running in the open air.

'''Appearance:''' Simon stands just a shade less than 6 feet tall and he has the physique of a runner. Unsurprisingly, as Simon is a runner, his build only reflects his activity. Simon will wear pretty much whatever comes to hand, and generally he dresses in a combination of smart and casual clothes, the look sitting well on him. Simon's hair is short and so blond as to be close to white, though generally it is incredible untidy as Simon pays no attention to it whatsoever. Simon has a fairly small nose, upon which he perches a pair of glasses, the lenses of which are square with rounded corners. His eyes are a deep blue in colour, and they are always alert and quick, darting around and taking in everything they see. Simon's face perhaps would not be unpleasant to look upon if he paid a little more attention to his appearance, as it is his face harbours a scruffy chin strap type affair as a beard and it is often said Simon would look a lot better without it. Simon looks like one of those guys who sits indoors and lives on their computer and dresses like it, though his tanned skin is testimony to how long he spends running outside. Also of note is Simon's right arm, which is badly twisted and mangled due to an accident, and remains tucked across Simon's stomach at all times.

'''Biography:''' Simon was born in California and for most of his life was raised in California. Half Irish and half American, Simon is also the cousin of Sean O'Cann, though they are not close, and indeed have only met a few times in their lives. Growing up, Simon found a love for football and excelled in the sport from a young age. Indeed he was hoping to play football for a club team when his life was turned upside down and took a drastic turn.

Simon was sixteen when the accident occurred. It was an everyday thing really, something that happens to many people all of the time. That didn't make the reality of it any less traumatizing or any more pleasant. Riding on the back of a friend's motorcycle, Simon was part of a horrific accident, which killed three people. In short; a trailer hit a car that was flipped over and knocked into the air briefly, smashing into the motorbike. Pinned underneath the car with two people, one of them screaming and one dismembered, Simon found that his dream were shattered. When he was freed his fears were confirmed; his right arm was smashed and mauled beyond repair, he wouldn't be able to play football properly any longer.

Despondent, Simon retreated into his room for hours on end, sitting up at night on his computer and waking up in the morning sprawled over his keyboard with his glasses askew. After near on six months of living like this, Simon ventured to look at himself in a mirror and see what his arm was like. Seeing it just as bad as ever Simon was shocked to see himself putting on a great deal of weight and looking decidedly unhealthy. Lacing up a pair of running shoes Simon went out running and he didn't stop until he couldn't run at all anymore. From that day, Simon promised he'd never let himself down like that again and everyday thereafter made progressively longer runs, building up his stamina and fitness once again. Simon also made an effort to improve his grades and his school life. Teachers and peers alike were amazed in the change in the lethargic and lazy Simon and soon he was a favoured student and near to the top of the class.

Simon isn't naturally a particularly social person but he does make an effort and he isn't exactly a recluse either. Since his self enforced rehabilitation Simon has been a deal more outgoing and friendly where previously he had been sullen and depressed. Simon contents himself with how he is now, though he does not have many friends due to the time he spends on his computer and working out, he doesn't really mind it that way.

'''Advantages:''' Simon is intelligent and decisive, as well as fit from his running.

'''Disadvantages:''' He is not widely liked as he does not actively seek out companions, and in any kind of fight Simon is likely to lose due to his injury. 

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 33 

'''Designated Weapon:''' Laser Dazzler 

'''Conclusions:''' I sure hope those running skills come in handy for B33, because with his arm a destroyed mess of flesh, I don't see him faring very well in hand-to-hand combat. Really, all I can say about B33 is that the hunt is always that much more fun when the prey runs for their lives.

==Game Evaluations==
'''Kills:''' None 
'''Killed By:''' [[Darnell Butler]] 
'''Collected Weapons:''' Laser Dazzler (issued weapon) 
'''Allies:''' 
'''Enemies:''' 
'''Mid-Game Evaluation:''' 
'''Post-Game Evaluation:''' 
'''Memorable Quotes:'''

==Other/Trivia==
*According to the V3 Pre-Game, Simon is the boyfriend of [[Madison Conner]]. Whether the couple is still together during SOTF's third season has yet to be revealed.

==Threads==
''Below is a list of thread containing Simon, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:''' 
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1643 One Bagged Lunch] 
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1725&st=15 Out on the Town and Out of the Closet] 
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1825&st=0&hl= Melancholy] 

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2056 Nothing Left to Say but Goodbye]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2054 Archangel]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2091 How the Stars Have Fallen...]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2118 Lost]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2158&st=0&#entry13871342 Lady so Divine]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2246 Day by Day]

==Your Thoughts==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Simon Wood. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Darnell Butler

Slayer — Sat, 19 Apr 2008 06:45:09 GMT

Slayer: /* Threads */

'''Name:''' Darnell "The Bull" Butler 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 19 (went to school a year late) 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Football, for one. He's the fullback on the team, or one of them. He is also a star on the wrestling team, and trains intensely for both teams, hoping to get a scholarship to a good college from both. He can often be seen accompanying team captain Evelyn on her morning runs, though they both often joke about how he has slightly less stamina than she does. He then goes home to do several hours of strenuous weight training and other exercises, and occasionally trains at a local boxing gym (though he's had a couple of amateur fights, he has no intention on boxing professionally, his future is for the NFL and maybe Olympic wrestling, in his eyes). A rather odd hobby of his are films and shows from the seventies and eighties, having been born in 1989. He also likes classical music and sings occasionally (for a recent school talent show he sung "Vesti la giubba" from the opera Pagliacci). He's sometimes made fun of for this, but he shrugs it off, and would usually be one of the ones laughing loudest at jokes made about it.

'''Appearance:''' Standing at six foot even and weighing in at about one hundred eighty two pounds, Darnell Butler is not a very big guy. However, just about every ounce of those one hundred eighty two pounds is pure muscle, and he is very strong; strong enough, in fact, that in a football game he once picked up a 6'11, 300 pound opposing player and threw him to the ground, though this took a degree of effort and he mainly used the other player's momentum to his advantage. He has defined arm, gut, and leg muscles that almost look as if they threaten to rip right through his very dark, almost literally black (he's one of the few African-Americans who could boast that they actually ARE "black", if one were to be overly literal) skin, stretched taught over said muscle. His hair, usually in a buzzcut, is also black, and he has dark brown eyes. His facial features are overall "handsome", he has pearly white teeth and clear skin, along with high, pronounced cheekbones. His nose is slightly smashed in, as it was once broken in a fight, and he has a diagonal scar on his cheek from a fight in Freshman year when someone pulled a swiss army knife on him (side note; that student was expelled and is now in prison for attempted murder), but he doesn't mind. The girls don't either.

He tends to wear light, black clothing, usually t-shirts and shorts that go down to the knee, and he wears black Nike sneakers all the time (his favourite pair). On his right bicep is a tattoo of a cross, above which is written "In God I trust". While this all-black appearance might make him seem gloomy, he's actually a very laid back, friendly person.

'''Biography:''' "So, you want to know about my life? Eh, okay. Ya might want to sit down, kid, long story. Been around for nineteen years, after all. Anyway, I was born right here in Highland Beach, California, to two loving parents named Hajim and Mikaela Butler. Dad is a foreman at a local construction firm, and mom works at a computer company, customer service. You know, one of those people that's on the other end when you call because your computer messed up somehow. Between the two of them, we're a pretty well off family, a good family to be born into. Have to admit, I was pretty spoiled growing up, they cared a lot about me, still do. For obvious reasons, I can't remember much about back when I was a little baby, so I'll move on a bit if you don't mind.

Earliest I can remember very well was when I was about eight. By then, I had been into football for quite a while, so I guess my dad got me into it earlier. He used to play running back for the Southridge Rebels back when he was in school, I guess he noticed my interest and tried to get me into it. Both of my parents would often practice with me, as they know alot about the sport, and they told me anything I wanted to know about the game. Positions, strategies, famous games, why almost every position had the word "back" at the end of the name, anything and everything. Actually, I still don't know why almost every position ends with the word "back" but I don't really care. Dad didn't let me use his weights back then, 'cause at my age he was worried I would hurt myself and I probably would've, but he showed me some workouts to build strength and stuff like that, and I worked on those. I entered school a year later than most kids do, and the years went by with me training both body and mind; working hard physically and studying at school and at home. My parents believe it's important to be a very well rounded individual, so that nothing life does can catch you by surprise.

The years went by uneventfully, to be honest. I studied at school, practiced, studied some more, did some research into good sports schools, and occasionally watched some TV or some such with the family, but nothing special. By eleven, I knew I wanted to be in the NFL and get a scholarship to a good sports college, though I had also started taking boxing lessons at a local gym. Can't quite remember why I decided to do that, but I stuck with it, and it got me in pretty good shape, toughened me up a lot. I was already starting to get a strong build by thirteen, and was almost as strong as I am now when I was fifteen. I think it was a hormonal thing, but in my first three years of highschool I got in a lot of fights, and I mean a lot of fights. Seemed like there was at least one every day, especially in my Freshman year where it seemed like everyone took it on themselves to "break me in" or whatever. One of them even pulled a knife on me for whatever reason, but all he was able to do was give me a minor cut on the cheek that looked worse than it actually was; that guy's in jail now. After that cut healed, I tried out for the wrestling team and the JV football team, as that fight was particularly early in the year. With the wrestling team, I had actually been approached while the cut was healing by one of the wrestlers, who convinced me to use the pent up aggression I had at the time on the mat, I thought it was a good idea. Coach of the JV team thought I'd be better suited for Varsity after seeing my tryout, he claimed that he nearly pissed himself watching me, but I wanted to try JV first, until I had more experience. It was interesting being on both teams. I'd have to literally train in both constantly, even though their seasons were in different parts of the year, just to maintain my weight class and skill level in both. Constantly doing weights, building up strength, running, sparring, practicing drills, maintaining a diet, the occasional sauna visit, and studying hard in order to keep up with my school work on top of all that. Most of the time, I was completely exhausted after a day was done, and even then I'd occasionally get enough homework to keep me up most of the night. A lot of my Freshman year fights were probably caused by that fact, I was often exhausted and in a rotten mood because of it, so when some punk kid started causing trouble with me I'd be so irritated that I'd simply flatten him instead of talking things out. Never really had time for socializing outside of my teams at the time, most of the time I didn't give enough of a damn, and I didn't get along with the other JV football players or the wrestlers all too well. Regardless, both of my teams won their respective championships that year, and my efforts academically also paid off as I passed with pretty good grades. I spent the summer at several football camps to increase my skill level, and allowed myself to gain weight in order to move up a weight class. Whatever free time I had was spent studying some more so that I wouldn't get rusty, and I had an amateur fight that I won by knockout in the middle of August. Needless to say, the summer was almost as tiring as the school year was.

Sophomore year was a bit more mellow. I still got in the occasional scrap, sometimes I started it and sometimes the other guy did, but I was left alone more than I was in Freshman year. Usually fights in Sophomore year, as over the last year and the summer training camps I had calmed down and matured, were started by them throwing the first punch. They'd get all in my face, and I'd warn them to back off; if they didn't, sometimes I had to floor them. Literally at the beginning of the year, I was given a notification of my transfer to the Varsity football team, turns out that the JV coach had gone behind my back and had the Varsity coach accept me onto the team. I didn't have any idea about it until I got that notification telling me to report to the Varsity coach when the season started, didn't even need to try out or anything; technically I already had the year before. I met the team while reporting to the coach during the first practice. For the most part, they seemed like the typical football types, and they were pleasant enough when I was introduced to them, but I was very surprised when I found out the team captain was a girl. I'm not sexist or anything, and I know that boys and girls being on the same football teams is getting more common, but I just wasn't expecting it. Especially keeping in mind how small Evelyn is, smaller back then too. Nevertheless, and despite my natural protectiveness towards Evelyn due to the whole 'she's a girl' thing which I often had to restrain, we got along alright and did pretty well in both games and practices. Right now I can't remember how well we did that year, but whatever. It was otherwise more of the same from Freshman year, but fewer fights; the ones I did get into were usually because I stood up for some kid one or two of the team decided to pick on. Socially we got pretty close despite the occasional scrap, and I would easily call any one of them my friend. It also turned out that Evelyn and I have very similar goals in life; namely getting a good scholarship and getting into the NFL, it's more important for her because then she'd be the first female NFL player in history. Sometime right before the end of the year she had agreed to show me a training regime she came up with, though since I had an early morning workout geared towards both football and wrestling myself I simply decided to accompany her on her runs sometimes and then work on my own regime. It's stayed that way since.

Junior year was even more of the same, with even fewer fights and the fact that I started being friendlier towards everyone, but early on everybody was talking about something called 'Survival of the Fittest' and I'm not talkin' about Darwin's theory of evolution by natural selection here. Apparently some terrorists kidnapped a bunch of kids from their end of school trip last year and forced them into a contest similar to the Japanese 'Battle Royale' programs. I think it's bullshit, nobody would have the guts to do something like that to the USA, and nobody has enough lack of a conscience to do it and sleep at night either! I'm sorry, I shouldn't raise my voice like that. Moving on, someone had a DVD of the thing and offered to let me borrow it for a while though he warned me that the cameras suddenly gave out for good near the end of the ninth day of the game, but I refused. That shit's just sick, even if I'm sure it's fake. Football team started cutting down on their bullying, since by then I had pretty well made clear that I wouldn't put up with that kind of thing, though it still happened occasionally and there was the odd fight. Still, in terms of sports and the like everything went well. Of course, that was until Tyrese got shot in the face. Sent a shockwave through Highland Beach, and was one of the only things that took that SOTF bullshit out of Southridge's mind. Naturally, my parents and I pitched in money for his facial reconstruction surgery, and even that bully Montezzo said he'd help out. I don't know how exactly, but he implied help in more than a financial way, none of my business though. Otherwise, Junior year was very par for the course, but balancing all my training and studying was far less tiring by then than it was in Freshman year.

Over that summer, though, I got another letter, this time from a very high up person in the school board. I thought something bad was gonna happen, but apparently I was wrong, practically had a fucking heart attack when I read it. All the hours, all my effort and sacrifice, everything had paid off; I had gotten my scholarship! I would have to keep myself at my level, which meant continuing my constant training and study, but it was a small price to pay. My body was so used to it that it was like breathing anyway. Man, I can tell you right now I've been as high as a damn kite since I got that letter. This year I haven't really had much of a problem with anybody, all I've been concerned with is keeping my grades up and graduating peacefully so that I wouldn't risk gettin' in any trouble that would risk that scholarship. I've been goin' after it for most of my life, I'm not gonna let some stupid fight or something ruin it when it's so close. That's pretty much it though, sorry for bein' so long winded. Peace out, man."

'''Advantages:''' As mentioned before, he is extremely strong. He is also almost as quick as Evelyn, and skilled in hand to hand combat due to being on the wrestling team as well as his occasional boxing training. He has a high pain tolerance, and has a team full of friends to help him in the game, if they can be trusted. His laid back attitude makes it easy to make friends, as he's very approachable, while his literally almost black skin and his tendency to wear black allows him to blend into dark environments easily. Everyone in Southridge knows he is trustworthy, as well. He is surprisingly intelligent and will be very determined to survive and get back home. It's common knowledge that picking a fight with him is one of the stupidest things a Southridge student could do, so he may even face the scenario of people being reluctant to attack him or even actively avoiding him.

'''Disadvantages:''' His right knee was badly injured in the Shooters tournament and it was only fairly recently that he has made a full recovery. Because of this he isn't as fast as he used to be, and that knee is a weak spot in fights. He is also rather conscious about it, often going to lengths to avoid stressing the knee. He may trust his fellow team-mates too much for his own good, since each one of them is a good friend of his, and wouldn't even think of harming Evelyn or any other female on the island. On that note, he will literally go berserk if he sees someone hurt a woman, maybe enough to try to kill them; a potentially deadly weakness. He has no experience with guns and does not have medical training. In school, Darnell always opposed the football team's occasional bullying of the weaker students, to the extent that he even fought some of them sometimes. That could be a source of friction between the team, especially if most of them decide to play, which will provide a strong moral crisis for him. He trusts just about every Southridge student and doesn't think any of them, not even the football team, are capable of slaughter on SOTF's scale, so the first time he meets a "player" of the game will be a big shock for him. It should be noted that he did not think SOTF was real until this game, so he will naturally be very surprised about that.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 01

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slayer|Kyle]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Hedgeclippers 
'''Conclusions:''' Well now, B01 seems like he could be quite the contender here. He's got some pretty shady past history, so I at least expect the guy to put up a fight, maybe even slaughter a few people if he sees them hurting the fairer sex. My guess? He'll be taken out by one of the lovely ladies he'll probably wind up defending.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' N/A

'''Collected Weapons:''' Hedgeclippers (issued weapon), Claymore (from [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]])

'''Allies:''' [[Kallie Majors]], [[Ken Lawson]], [[Matthew Wittany]], [[Guy Rapide]], [[Daniel "Boxer" Carvalho]]

'''Enemies:''' [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:''' ''"SHUT UP! Shut up! Shut up! SHUT THE HELL UP! They're NOT hurt, they're NOT dead, and you're GOING to fucking FIND them!"'' - '''''Forcing himself out of a self-deprecating rut before deciding to catch up with the rest of his group.'''''

''"Fuck you, Eddie. You say you want to fucking kill me? Let's see you try! Or are you all talk? Some coward who only goes after the weak, people who won't fight back because it makes them feel big to hurt people who can't defend themselves? People like Tanya, who probably wouldn't have hurt a fly?! Come on, Eduardo, just try to kill me, if you've got what it takes!"'' - ''''''Challenging [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]] to a fight when he realizes Eduardo intends to kill him.'''''

== Other/Trivia ==
*Darnell reveals in "Start - G07" that he has conflicting emotions regarding his friend [[Kallie Majors]] and can't seem to decide whether he's attracted to her or simply likes her as a friend.
*Darnell also reveals in "Start - G07" that even though he and [[Guy Rapide]] share mutual friends and hang out with the same clique that he has somewhat of a distaste for the other student and only tolerates him because the rest of his friends seem to like him.
*In "Best Served Cold", it is mentioned that [[Charlie Burchman]] is one of the only people Darnell hates.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Darnell, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1612 What's in the Past is History]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1810 Round One, Fight Four; Bobby vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1831 Round Two, Fight Two; Lance vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1839 Fight Night]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1864 TOURNAMENT FINAL: Paul vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1889 St. Francis Hospital, Come Broken and Leave Fixed]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2055 Start - G07]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2152 Best Served Cold]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2246 Day by Day]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Darnell Butler. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Seth Mattlock

Slayer — Mon, 14 Apr 2008 00:33:59 GMT

Slayer: Adjusted a few things, made a link so it's there when I make that article.

'''Name:''' Seth Mattlock 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 16 
'''Grade:''' 10 
'''School:''' Bathurst 
'''Homeroom:''' Mrs. Guisse's homeroom. 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Leader of the Bloody Fists, a so-called gang of school bullies. They are arguably the smallest gang in Denton, even among the minor gangs, and they're rivals with the Hellbirds, one of the largest, due to Bathurst literally being in the middle of the Hellbirds' territory. Really though, it doesn't matter to him, seeing as he sees the Fists as more a group of friends than an all out gang (they're not even criminal, except for Seth's occasional drug dealing).

Seth also enjoys playing the guitar and is getting quite good. When he's not busy he plays in various bands as a stand in guitarist. Selling and buying weed, in and outside of school

'''Appearance:''' Seth looks older than his actual age. He has well definhed features and a rugged look about him. He could grow a Half decent beard if he wanted too but he thinks it makes him look like a homeless guy. Instead he chooses to keep it down to stubble, which suits him well. He is littered with tiny scars and small marks where he has been in fights and took a beating. His hair isnt the shortest and is alot of the time styled in that "Just woke up" look,His golden brown locks are usually filled with hair wax. His nose is of a medium size and is quite thin, which gives an sinister appearance. His eyes are a Bright baby blue colour, he usually hides then with hides them with a pair of aviator sun glasses. He is wearing a tight white shirt and an old worn out leather jacket, His jeans are what would be called "Emo" Jeans and are black and he is wearing Army style boots.

'''Biography:''' One night in france, a police officer and a young american waitress got together and spawned a child. Seth Mattlock, The young renagade that spent the first three years of his life in paris. a wonderous city that he loved as a child, But as soon as they could his parents decided to move them along to good ol' america. For a time it was good, things were going well, his father gained a job as a police officer in the states and his mother became a housewive. All that would change when one day, his father was out patrolling the streets, He saw a drug deal going on. One of those shady gangster types passing a plastic bag full of white powder to a young 'twitchy' fellow in an allyway.
Shouting out to the and grabbing the stock of his gun he was about to start chasing them, The dealer instantly ran and the twitchy guy pulled out a gun of his own. Instinct kicked in and in one pull of a trigger he was dead. His father was stunned and shcoked at what he had done.

Soon he quit the police force and was for a while, out of work, Life got worse for the family. One night in a bar brawl, He beat his opponant to a bloody pulp, His father was given a job offer that very same night. A large man with a cigar, surrounded by men. yes, it was the mob, and they had a new recruit, Mr. Mattlock.
The money soon came flooding in and seth received pretty much all he could want. He was happy as ever, and even more happy to hang out at the club the mobsters owned. He soon became friends with the gang and they loved the young rebel, Giving him pocket money, sweets, alcahol, and when he got older, they gave him girls.
His school life was considerably good, He had a gang of his own there, He was their boss and he loved it. He would bully other kids, fight rival street gangs, smoke and drink untill he puked.
Their was one incident when a local rival gang got jealous of Seths status in the town. They went to his home and broke in, Throwing flaming toilet rolls through smashed windows and catching his mother in a house fire. Though he stayed with her in the hospital untill he knew she was ok, all he wanted to do was find who ever did this.

He went on the prowl, quickly found out who it was from his mobster friends. He tracked the other gang leader down and beat him within an inch of his life. He put the boy in hospital, along with broken arms, legs, fingers and teeth. Since he was 14 he has been bringing his mobster friends business into school, selling weed and pills to the addicted students, and indulging in some of the products himself. He has also become a valued member of the mobsters gang, He has often been given the jpb of sorting out their younger clients who owe them money, usually involving him smashing there door in and giving them a few beatings before taking the money and leaving.

Out of the gangs that are going around, Seths is definately the smallest. It doesnt bother him though. His gang are mostly made up of friends, people he can trust, and a couple of school drop outs that were kicked out of school last year. The fights they have been in have been many, and most of the time they are beaten. Its not that winning or the losing a fight that bothers him though, He just see's every fight as an oppurtunity To beat someone else half to death, the more the merrier, he doesnt care about his own body being hurt in the process, he knows the other guy will be just as fucked up. One incident goes back to fireworks night, He and one of his drug dealer friends had been drinking. When another of the smaller gangs came out of no where and started a fight with the two, After seeing his friend be head butted. Seth jumped into the crowd and started throwing punches and kicks left right and center. Although he was given a beating, he got back up and laughed, just happy he broke that one guys nose pretty badly. Although his laughing earned him another beating.
Up to now, he has lived a rather normal life by his standards, but future events are about to change that.

'''Advantages:''' Its likely that since he was brought up around the mob he will decide to play the game and show himself to be strong for them, but if he finds someone he truely likes, he will defend them. This will not only make him a likely motivator for the game, but give him an incentive to win. He is also a good fighter. 
'''Disadvantages:''' He is cocky by nature, probally because of his upbringing he thinks he is invincible, this could hinder his attempts at alliances. He has always had the mobsters to back him up and protect but now they wont be here, He'll have to take full responsibility for his actions now. Also, if he can't find the other Fists, he might have a hard time surviving, not being able to have people willing to watch his back. He doesn't have firearms experience. Though he has been in fights, dealt drugs, has had a history of being disrespectful to authority and women and is all around an unsavory character, he has not killed before. This means his reaction to doing so would be a variable that could hinder him.

'''Number:''' Boy #47

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'''Designated Weapon:''' Walther P38 
'''Conclusions:''' I'm expecting a lot from B47. He has his own clique of hard-hitters with him on the island, and is a tough little bastard on his own, too. One of the few in Survival of the Fittest I have faith in.

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slayer]]. One minor grammatical error has been fixed, but otherwise no edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

== Evaluations ==

'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' [[Bryan Calvert]]

'''Collected Weapons:''' Walther P38 (Designated weapon)

'''Allies:''' [[Mariavel Varella]], [[Bryan Calvert]]

'''Enemies:''' [[Walter Smith]]

'''Mid-game Evaluation:'''

'''End-game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

== Other/Trivia ==
*During part one of the season two pre-game (which occurred on the original board), Seth was accused of being a clone of season one contestant [[Stevan Hyde]]. Indeed, their personality and mannerisms were quite similar. However, Seth managed to shake this stigma during season two, when he was entered into the game not by [[Bloody_Fists]], but rather, by [[Kyle]].

*Seth was the leader of the notorious [[Bloody Fists (gang)|Bloody Fists]], a gang of schoolyard bullies that tormented the students of Bathurst High School. Following Seth's death, the group's popularity exploded and the Fists went from a group of bullies to a full-fledged gang. They were one of many groups involved in the [[Denton Gang Wars]].

*During season two's Endgame, [[Mariavel Varella]] finally comes to the realization that she has deep-rooted feelings for Seth. However, Seth almost seems to dislike Mariavel, admittedly only keeping her in the Fists pre-SOTF as eye candy, though this is contradicted by his saying in the game that she was "like a sister" to him. During his dying moments, he instructs fellow Fists member [[Bryan Calvert]] to kill her, stating that Denton doesn't need another "psycho with a gun" running around.

== Threads ==
''The threads that Seth Mattlock appeared in, in chronological order.''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=970 Stopping for the Night]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1330&st=45&#entry13262591 This Could Be Anywhere in the World]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Seth Mattlock. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

*sigh* Had so much potential with this guy, it's too bad I never got to work with it. I can only hope I made his death somewhat sympathetic, since I was never able to really flesh him out. [[Slayer]]

Bloody Fists

Slayer — Mon, 14 Apr 2008 00:32:18 GMT

Slayer:

''This is the page for the v1 handler. For the gang, go to [[Bloody Fists (gang)]].''

V1 participant. Most known for handling [[Stevan Hyde]]. Was originally set to handle [[Seth Mattlock]] for V2, but when he didn't come over to the new board, [[Slayer]] took Seth on instead. [[Bloody Fists (gang)|The gang Seth Mattlock lead]] was named after this handler. He briefly came to the new board after Seth died, but, as all returning veterans do, disappeared again immediately after his return topic.

V3 Death Order

Slayer — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 08:48:50 GMT

Slayer:

<center>''The premise of Survival of the Fittest is simple in nature. Kill or be killed is the only rule. No time-outs, no out-of-bounds, everyone is open game. In a game as primal as this, there are bound to be casualties-of-war. Below, you can find a list of each student who has sacrificed his or her life to the program, which number they were to die, and who killed them.</center>

1st - [[Josh Goodman|Joshua Goodman]] - Killed by [[Nathanial Harris]] 
2nd - [[Heather Tilmitt]] - Killed by [[Lance Barrett]] 
3rd - [[Jason Foley]] - Killed by [[Gabriel Theobaldt]] 
4th - [[Tyson Neills]] - Killed by [[Bobby Jacks]] 
5th - [[Lance Barrett]] - Killed by [[Melina Frost]] 
6th - [[Charlie Burchman]] - Killed by [[Ivye Dewley]] 
7th - [[Tanya Bonneville]] - Killed by [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]] 
8th - [[Tegan Bianco]] - Committed Suicide 
9th - [[Alex Steele]] - Accidental Suicide 
10th - [[Karl Van Buren]] - Killed by [[Gabriel Theobaldt]] 
11th - [[Owen Fontaine]] - Killed by [[Julie Mikan]] 
12th - [[Evelyn Richinson]] - Accidental Suicide 
13th - [[Luis Chezinski]] - Killed by [[Brenden Bedard]] 
14th - [[Kara Holmes]] - Killed by [[Nathanial Harris]] 
15th - [[Randy Flagg]] - Killed by [[Keith Jackson]] 
16th - [[Rebbecca Bradbury]] - Killed by [[Nathanial Harris]] 
17th - [[Kristin Washington]] - Killed by [[Viktor Kurchatov]] 
18th - [[Troy McCann]] - Killed by [[Gabriel Theobaldt]] 
19th - [[Brenden Bedard]] - Accidental Suicide 
20th - [[Dan Wolfe]] - Accidental Suicide 
21st - [[Adwin Green]] - Killed by [[Paul Smith]] 
22nd - [[Katherine Blanco]] - Killed by allergic reaction 
23rd - [[Nigel Gillespie]] - Killed by [[Dominica Shapiro]] 
24th - [[Ric Chee]] - Killed by [[Bobby Jacks]] 
25th - [[Ken Lawson]] - Accidental Suicide 
26th - [[Galen Neilson]] - Killed by [[Nadine Willowbrook]] 
27th - [[Nadine Willowbrook]] - Killed by [[Galen Neilson]] 
28th - [[Andy Walker]] - Accidental Suicide 
29th - [[Ivye Dewley]] - Killed by [[Adam Dodd (V3)|Adam Dodd]] 
30th - [[Gabriel Theobaldt]] - Killed by [[Ivye Dewley]]] (caught in grenade blast) 
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== Student Deceased List ==
Locations change over time and in a game where we begin with over a hundred competitors and leave naught but one standing, the areas begin to build up with the corpses of the dead. Listed below is each location, who the bodies lying around the area are, what day they died on and how they were killed.

'''Rundown Hospital:''' 
[[Heather Tilmitt]] - Day 1 - Eviscerated by Lance Barrett 
[[Lance Barrett]] - Day 1 - Shot in head by Melina Frost 
[[Evelyn Richinson]] - Day 2 - Accidentally severed jugular with scalpel 
[[Dan Wolfe]] - Day 2 - Accidentally stabbed self in chest with scalpel 

'''Jailhouse:''' 
N/A

'''Small Cottage:''' 
N/A

'''The Barracks:''' 
[[Josh Goodman]] - Day 1 - Electrocuted by Blood Boy 
[[Tanya Bonneville]] - Day 1 - Impaled then electrocuted by Eduardo Trinidad-Villa 
[[Ivye Dewley]] - Day 3 - Shot in head, incinerated in grenade explosion
[[Gabriel Theobaldt]] - Day 3 - Incinerated in grenade explosion
'''The Lagoon:''' 
N/A

'''The Showers:''' 
[[Karl Van Buren]] - Day 2 - Neck broken by Gabriel Theobaldt

'''Lookout Tower:''' 
[[Charlie Burchman]] - Day 1 - Blown up by Ivye Dewley

'''The Mess Hall:''' 
[[Alex Steele]] - Day 1 - Accidentally shot self

'''The Marsh:''' 
N/A

'''Hollow Tree:''' 
[[Kristin Washington]] - Day 2 - Shot in head by Viktor Kurchatov

'''Swinging Bridge:''' 
[[Owen Fontaine]] - Day 2 - Shot in head by Julie Mikan

'''Airfield:''' 
[[Adwin Green]] - Day 2 - Shot in back by Paul Smith

'''Storehouse:''' 
[[Troy McCann]] - Day 2 - Partially beheaded by Gabriel Theobaldt

'''The Graveyard:''' 
[[Jason Foley]] - Day 1 - Eviscerated by Gabriel Theobaldt 
[[Ken Lawson]] - Day 2 - Crushed under dirt in open grave

'''The Chapel:''' 
N/A

'''Overgrown Trail:''' 
[[Ric Chee]] - Day 2 - Stabbed in chest by Bobby Jacks

'''The Quarry:''' 
[[Andy Walker]] - Day 3 - Fell from cliff, knocked unconscious and drowned in water

'''The Caves:''' 
N/A

'''The Jungle:''' 
[[Randy Flagg]] - Day 2 - Shot by Keith Jackson

'''Babbling Brook:''' 
[[Tyson Neills]] - Day 1 - Stabbed through eye with syringe by Bobby Jacks

'''Sea Cliffs:''' 
[[Tegan Bianco]] - Day 1 - Committed Suicide 
[[Kara Holmes]] - Day 2 - Suffocated with own foot by Blood Boy 
[[Rebbecca Bradbury]] - Day 2 - Bled to death from wounds inflicted by Blood Boy 
[[Katherine Blanco]] - Day 2 - Died via allergic reaction to bee sting 
[[Nigel Gillespie]] - Day 2 - Shoved off cliffs by Dominia Shapiro, broke neck 
[[Galen Neilson]] - Day 2 - Impaled in the heart by Nadine Willowbrook 
[[Nadine Willowbrook]] - Day 2 - Shoved off cliffs by Galen Neilson, broke neck

'''Field of Flowers:''' 
[[Luis Chezinski]] - Day 1 - Strangled by Brenden Bedard 
[[Brenden Bedard]] - Day 2 - Busted head open on rock

'''Northern Coast:''' 
N/A

Bloody Fists (gang)

Slayer — Wed, 02 Apr 2008 21:15:29 GMT

Slayer: D'oh!

''For the handler of [[Stevan Hyde]] during v1, go to [[Bloody Fists]]''

{| border="1" align="right"
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Name
| Bloody Fists
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Leader
| '''Pre-V2:''' [[Seth Mattlock]] '''V2/Denton Gang Wars:''' [[Richard Kingston]], [[Erick Rischio]] '''Present:''' Leader Unknown
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Numbers
| '''Pre-V2:''' At least five '''V2/Denton Gang Wars-Present:''' Unknown
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Territory
| '''Pre-V2:''' No specific territory, [[Bathurst High School]] '''V2/Denton Gang Wars-Present:''' Central Denton also, parts of West and North Denton
|-style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Colors
| '''Pre-V2:''' None '''V2/Denton Gang Wars-Present:''' Unknown, possibly red
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Status
| '''Pre-V2:''' Schoolyard bullies/Minor gang '''V2/Denton Gang Wars-Present:''' Major gang
|}

The Bloody Fists were one of the many gangs in the city of Denton, New Jersey,(the city from which the Season Two contestants were abducted) whose membership consisted of students from Bathurst High school. Unlike their rivals the [[Alexander Stevens|Hellbirds]], they had a big part in the actual game, with three of their members participating in the game, one of them winning the game while the other finished in "second place". It is unknown whether the members featured in V2 and V2 Pre-Game are the only members of the gang, but this is implied. The members we have seen are as follows:

*[[Seth Mattlock]] (leader, killed in the game)
*[[Bryan Calvert]] (second in command? v2 winner, fate post-game as of yet unknown)
*[[Mariavel Varella]] (rank unknown, possibly a love interest of Seth, v2 finalist, killed in game)
*[[Richard Kingston]] (rank unknown, takes over the Bloody Fists during the game, killed by assassins)
*[[Erick Rischio]] (rank unknown, survives and moves to Highland Beach)
*[[Darcy Rose]] (membership debatable, rank unknown, fate unknown)

The gang's membership expands greatly during and after the game and they eventually become a full fledged criminal organization (as opposed to just a band of school bullies), but the fates of many of the members are unknown at this point.

Bloody Fists (gang)

Slayer — Wed, 02 Apr 2008 21:13:16 GMT

Slayer:

''For the handler of [[Stevan Hyde]] during v1, go to [[Bloody Fists]]''

{| border="1" align="right"
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Name
| Bloody Fists
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Leader
| '''Pre-V2:''' [[Seth Mattlock '''V2/Denton Gang Wars-Present:''' [[Richard Kingston]], [[Erick Rischio]], current leader unknown
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Numbers
| '''Pre-V2:''' At least five '''V2/Denton Gang Wars-Present:''' Unknown
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Territory
| '''Pre-V2:''' No specific territory, [[Bathurst High School]] '''V2/Denton Gang Wars-Present:''' Central Denton also, parts of West and North Denton
|-style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Colors
| '''Pre-V2:''' None '''V2/Denton Gang Wars-Present:''' Unknown, possibly red
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Status
| '''Pre-V2:''' Schoolyard bullies/Minor gang '''V2/Denton Gang Wars-Present:''' Major gang
|}

The Bloody Fists were one of the many gangs in the city of Denton, New Jersey,(the city from which the Season Two contestants were abducted) whose membership consisted of students from Bathurst High school. Unlike their rivals the [[Alexander Stevens|Hellbirds]], they had a big part in the actual game, with three of their members participating in the game, one of them winning the game while the other finished in "second place". It is unknown whether the members featured in V2 and V2 Pre-Game are the only members of the gang, but this is implied. The members we have seen are as follows:

*[[Seth Mattlock]] (leader, killed in the game)
*[[Bryan Calvert]] (second in command? v2 winner, fate post-game as of yet unknown)
*[[Mariavel Varella]] (rank unknown, possibly a love interest of Seth, v2 finalist, killed in game)
*[[Richard Kingston]] (rank unknown, takes over the Bloody Fists during the game, killed by assassins)
*[[Erick Rischio]] (rank unknown, survives and moves to Highland Beach)
*[[Darcy Rose]] (membership debatable, rank unknown, fate unknown)

The gang's membership expands greatly during and after the game and they eventually become a full fledged criminal organization (as opposed to just a band of school bullies), but the fates of many of the members are unknown at this point.

Bloody Fists (gang)

Slayer — Tue, 01 Apr 2008 23:33:26 GMT

Slayer:

''For the handler of [[Stevan Hyde]] during v1, go to [[Bloody Fists]]''

{| border="1" align="right"
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Name
| Bloody Fists
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Numbers
| Unknown
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Territory
| pre-v2: No specific territory, [[Bathurst High School]]; v2/Denton Gang Wars-present: Central Denton, parts of West and North Denton
|-style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Colors
| None/Unknown
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Status
| pre-v2: Schoolyard bullies/Minor gang; v2/ Denton Gang Wars-present: Major gang
|}

The Bloody Fists were one of the many gangs in the city of Denton (the featured city in v2, the city Barry Coleson was in has to this point remained unnamed, and the Southridge city in v3 being named Highland Beach), whose membership consisted of students from Bathurst High school. Unlike their rivals the [[Alexander Stevens|Hellbirds]], they had a big part in the actual game, with three of their members participating in the game, one of them winning the game while the other finished in "second place". It is unknown whether the members featured in v2 and v2 Pregame are the only members of the gang, but this is implied. The members we have seen are as follows:

*[[Seth Mattlock]] (leader, killed in the game)
*[[Bryan Calvert]] (second in command? v2 winner, fate post-game as of yet unknown)
*[[Mariavel Varella]] (rank unknown, possibly a love interest of Seth, v2 finalist, killed in game)
*[[Richard Kingston]] (rank unknown, takes over the Bloody Fists during the game, killed by assassins)
*[[Erick Rischio]] (rank unknown, survives and moves to Highland Beach)
*[[Darcy Rose]] (membership debatable, rank unknown, fate unknown)

The gang's membership expands greatly during and after the game and they eventually become a full fledged criminal organization (as opposed to just a band of school bullies), but the fates of many of the members are unknown at this point.

Bloody Fists (gang)

Slayer — Tue, 01 Apr 2008 23:17:28 GMT

Slayer:

''For the handler of [[Stevan Hyde]] during v1, go to [[Bloody Fists]]''

{| border="1" align="right"
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Name
| Bloody Fists
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Numbers
| pre-v2: At least five, otherwise unknown; v2/Denton Gang Wars-present: Unknown
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Territory
| pre-v2: No specific territory, [[Bathurst High School]]; v2/Denton Gang Wars-present: Central Denton, parts of West and North Denton
|-style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Colors
| Pre-v2: None; v2/Denton Gang Wars-present: Unknown
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Status
| pre-v2: Schoolyard bullies/Minor gang; v2/ Denton Gang Wars-present: Major gang
|}

The Bloody Fists were one of the many gangs in the city of Denton (the featured city in v2, the city Barry Coleson was in has to this point remained unnamed, and the Southridge city in v3 being named Highland Beach), whose membership consisted of students from Bathurst High school. Unlike their rivals the [[Alexander Stevens|Hellbirds]], they had a big part in the actual game, with three of their members participating in the game, one of them winning the game while the other finished in "second place". It is unknown whether the members featured in v2 and v2 Pregame are the only members of the gang, but this is implied. The members we have seen are as follows:

*[[Seth Mattlock]] (leader, killed in the game)
*[[Bryan Calvert]] (second in command? v2 winner, fate post-game as of yet unknown)
*[[Mariavel Varella]] (rank unknown, possibly a love interest of Seth, v2 finalist, killed in game)
*[[Richard Kingston]] (rank unknown, takes over the Bloody Fists during the game, killed by assassins)
*[[Erick Rischio]] (rank unknown, survives and moves to Highland Beach)
*[[Darcy Rose]] (membership debatable, rank unknown, fate unknown)

The gang's membership expands greatly during and after the game and they eventually become a full fledged criminal organization (as opposed to just a band of school bullies), but the fates of many of the members are unknown at this point.

Darnell Butler

Slayer — Sun, 30 Mar 2008 19:20:53 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Darnell "The Bull" Butler 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 19 (went to school a year late) 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Football, for one. He's the fullback on the team, or one of them. He is also a star on the wrestling team, and trains intensely for both teams, hoping to get a scholarship to a good college from both. He can often be seen accompanying team captain Evelyn on her morning runs, though they both often joke about how he has slightly less stamina than she does. He then goes home to do several hours of strenuous weight training and other exercises, and occasionally trains at a local boxing gym (though he's had a couple of amateur fights, he has no intention on boxing professionally, his future is for the NFL and maybe Olympic wrestling, in his eyes). A rather odd hobby of his are films and shows from the seventies and eighties, having been born in 1989. He also likes classical music and sings occasionally (for a recent school talent show he sung "Vesti la giubba" from the opera Pagliacci). He's sometimes made fun of for this, but he shrugs it off, and would usually be one of the ones laughing loudest at jokes made about it.

'''Appearance:''' Standing at six foot even and weighing in at about one hundred eighty two pounds, Darnell Butler is not a very big guy. However, just about every ounce of those one hundred eighty two pounds is pure muscle, and he is very strong; strong enough, in fact, that in a football game he once picked up a 6'11, 300 pound opposing player and threw him to the ground, though this took a degree of effort and he mainly used the other player's momentum to his advantage. He has defined arm, gut, and leg muscles that almost look as if they threaten to rip right through his very dark, almost literally black (he's one of the few African-Americans who could boast that they actually ARE "black", if one were to be overly literal) skin, stretched taught over said muscle. His hair, usually in a buzzcut, is also black, and he has dark brown eyes. His facial features are overall "handsome", he has pearly white teeth and clear skin, along with high, pronounced cheekbones. His nose is slightly smashed in, as it was once broken in a fight, and he has a diagonal scar on his cheek from a fight in Freshman year when someone pulled a swiss army knife on him (side note; that student was expelled and is now in prison for attempted murder), but he doesn't mind. The girls don't either.

He tends to wear light, black clothing, usually t-shirts and shorts that go down to the knee, and he wears black Nike sneakers all the time (his favourite pair). On his right bicep is a tattoo of a cross, above which is written "In God I trust". While this all-black appearance might make him seem gloomy, he's actually a very laid back, friendly person.

'''Biography:''' "So, you want to know about my life? Eh, okay. Ya might want to sit down, kid, long story. Been around for nineteen years, after all. Anyway, I was born right here in Highland Beach, California, to two loving parents named Hajim and Mikaela Butler. Dad is a foreman at a local construction firm, and mom works at a computer company, customer service. You know, one of those people that's on the other end when you call because your computer messed up somehow. Between the two of them, we're a pretty well off family, a good family to be born into. Have to admit, I was pretty spoiled growing up, they cared a lot about me, still do. For obvious reasons, I can't remember much about back when I was a little baby, so I'll move on a bit if you don't mind.

Earliest I can remember very well was when I was about eight. By then, I had been into football for quite a while, so I guess my dad got me into it earlier. He used to play running back for the Southridge Rebels back when he was in school, I guess he noticed my interest and tried to get me into it. Both of my parents would often practice with me, as they know alot about the sport, and they told me anything I wanted to know about the game. Positions, strategies, famous games, why almost every position had the word "back" at the end of the name, anything and everything. Actually, I still don't know why almost every position ends with the word "back" but I don't really care. Dad didn't let me use his weights back then, 'cause at my age he was worried I would hurt myself and I probably would've, but he showed me some workouts to build strength and stuff like that, and I worked on those. I entered school a year later than most kids do, and the years went by with me training both body and mind; working hard physically and studying at school and at home. My parents believe it's important to be a very well rounded individual, so that nothing life does can catch you by surprise.

The years went by uneventfully, to be honest. I studied at school, practiced, studied some more, did some research into good sports schools, and occasionally watched some TV or some such with the family, but nothing special. By eleven, I knew I wanted to be in the NFL and get a scholarship to a good sports college, though I had also started taking boxing lessons at a local gym. Can't quite remember why I decided to do that, but I stuck with it, and it got me in pretty good shape, toughened me up a lot. I was already starting to get a strong build by thirteen, and was almost as strong as I am now when I was fifteen. I think it was a hormonal thing, but in my first three years of highschool I got in a lot of fights, and I mean a lot of fights. Seemed like there was at least one every day, especially in my Freshman year where it seemed like everyone took it on themselves to "break me in" or whatever. One of them even pulled a knife on me for whatever reason, but all he was able to do was give me a minor cut on the cheek that looked worse than it actually was; that guy's in jail now. After that cut healed, I tried out for the wrestling team and the JV football team, as that fight was particularly early in the year. With the wrestling team, I had actually been approached while the cut was healing by one of the wrestlers, who convinced me to use the pent up aggression I had at the time on the mat, I thought it was a good idea. Coach of the JV team thought I'd be better suited for Varsity after seeing my tryout, he claimed that he nearly pissed himself watching me, but I wanted to try JV first, until I had more experience. It was interesting being on both teams. I'd have to literally train in both constantly, even though their seasons were in different parts of the year, just to maintain my weight class and skill level in both. Constantly doing weights, building up strength, running, sparring, practicing drills, maintaining a diet, the occasional sauna visit, and studying hard in order to keep up with my school work on top of all that. Most of the time, I was completely exhausted after a day was done, and even then I'd occasionally get enough homework to keep me up most of the night. A lot of my Freshman year fights were probably caused by that fact, I was often exhausted and in a rotten mood because of it, so when some punk kid started causing trouble with me I'd be so irritated that I'd simply flatten him instead of talking things out. Never really had time for socializing outside of my teams at the time, most of the time I didn't give enough of a damn, and I didn't get along with the other JV football players or the wrestlers all too well. Regardless, both of my teams won their respective championships that year, and my efforts academically also paid off as I passed with pretty good grades. I spent the summer at several football camps to increase my skill level, and allowed myself to gain weight in order to move up a weight class. Whatever free time I had was spent studying some more so that I wouldn't get rusty, and I had an amateur fight that I won by knockout in the middle of August. Needless to say, the summer was almost as tiring as the school year was.

Sophomore year was a bit more mellow. I still got in the occasional scrap, sometimes I started it and sometimes the other guy did, but I was left alone more than I was in Freshman year. Usually fights in Sophomore year, as over the last year and the summer training camps I had calmed down and matured, were started by them throwing the first punch. They'd get all in my face, and I'd warn them to back off; if they didn't, sometimes I had to floor them. Literally at the beginning of the year, I was given a notification of my transfer to the Varsity football team, turns out that the JV coach had gone behind my back and had the Varsity coach accept me onto the team. I didn't have any idea about it until I got that notification telling me to report to the Varsity coach when the season started, didn't even need to try out or anything; technically I already had the year before. I met the team while reporting to the coach during the first practice. For the most part, they seemed like the typical football types, and they were pleasant enough when I was introduced to them, but I was very surprised when I found out the team captain was a girl. I'm not sexist or anything, and I know that boys and girls being on the same football teams is getting more common, but I just wasn't expecting it. Especially keeping in mind how small Evelyn is, smaller back then too. Nevertheless, and despite my natural protectiveness towards Evelyn due to the whole 'she's a girl' thing which I often had to restrain, we got along alright and did pretty well in both games and practices. Right now I can't remember how well we did that year, but whatever. It was otherwise more of the same from Freshman year, but fewer fights; the ones I did get into were usually because I stood up for some kid one or two of the team decided to pick on. Socially we got pretty close despite the occasional scrap, and I would easily call any one of them my friend. It also turned out that Evelyn and I have very similar goals in life; namely getting a good scholarship and getting into the NFL, it's more important for her because then she'd be the first female NFL player in history. Sometime right before the end of the year she had agreed to show me a training regime she came up with, though since I had an early morning workout geared towards both football and wrestling myself I simply decided to accompany her on her runs sometimes and then work on my own regime. It's stayed that way since.

Junior year was even more of the same, with even fewer fights and the fact that I started being friendlier towards everyone, but early on everybody was talking about something called 'Survival of the Fittest' and I'm not talkin' about Darwin's theory of evolution by natural selection here. Apparently some terrorists kidnapped a bunch of kids from their end of school trip last year and forced them into a contest similar to the Japanese 'Battle Royale' programs. I think it's bullshit, nobody would have the guts to do something like that to the USA, and nobody has enough lack of a conscience to do it and sleep at night either! I'm sorry, I shouldn't raise my voice like that. Moving on, someone had a DVD of the thing and offered to let me borrow it for a while though he warned me that the cameras suddenly gave out for good near the end of the ninth day of the game, but I refused. That shit's just sick, even if I'm sure it's fake. Football team started cutting down on their bullying, since by then I had pretty well made clear that I wouldn't put up with that kind of thing, though it still happened occasionally and there was the odd fight. Still, in terms of sports and the like everything went well. Of course, that was until Tyrese got shot in the face. Sent a shockwave through Highland Beach, and was one of the only things that took that SOTF bullshit out of Southridge's mind. Naturally, my parents and I pitched in money for his facial reconstruction surgery, and even that bully Montezzo said he'd help out. I don't know how exactly, but he implied help in more than a financial way, none of my business though. Otherwise, Junior year was very par for the course, but balancing all my training and studying was far less tiring by then than it was in Freshman year.

Over that summer, though, I got another letter, this time from a very high up person in the school board. I thought something bad was gonna happen, but apparently I was wrong, practically had a fucking heart attack when I read it. All the hours, all my effort and sacrifice, everything had paid off; I had gotten my scholarship! I would have to keep myself at my level, which meant continuing my constant training and study, but it was a small price to pay. My body was so used to it that it was like breathing anyway. Man, I can tell you right now I've been as high as a damn kite since I got that letter. This year I haven't really had much of a problem with anybody, all I've been concerned with is keeping my grades up and graduating peacefully so that I wouldn't risk gettin' in any trouble that would risk that scholarship. I've been goin' after it for most of my life, I'm not gonna let some stupid fight or something ruin it when it's so close. That's pretty much it though, sorry for bein' so long winded. Peace out, man."

'''Advantages:''' As mentioned before, he is extremely strong. He is also almost as quick as Evelyn, and skilled in hand to hand combat due to being on the wrestling team as well as his occasional boxing training. He has a high pain tolerance, and has a team full of friends to help him in the game, if they can be trusted. His laid back attitude makes it easy to make friends, as he's very approachable, while his literally almost black skin and his tendency to wear black allows him to blend into dark environments easily. Everyone in Southridge knows he is trustworthy, as well. He is surprisingly intelligent and will be very determined to survive and get back home. It's common knowledge that picking a fight with him is one of the stupidest things a Southridge student could do, so he may even face the scenario of people being reluctant to attack him or even actively avoiding him.

'''Disadvantages:''' His right knee was badly injured in the Shooters tournament and it was only fairly recently that he has made a full recovery. Because of this he isn't as fast as he used to be, and that knee is a weak spot in fights. He is also rather conscious about it, often going to lengths to avoid stressing the knee. He may trust his fellow team-mates too much for his own good, since each one of them is a good friend of his, and wouldn't even think of harming Evelyn or any other female on the island. On that note, he will literally go berserk if he sees someone hurt a woman, maybe enough to try to kill them; a potentially deadly weakness. He has no experience with guns and does not have medical training. In school, Darnell always opposed the football team's occasional bullying of the weaker students, to the extent that he even fought some of them sometimes. That could be a source of friction between the team, especially if most of them decide to play, which will provide a strong moral crisis for him. He trusts just about every Southridge student and doesn't think any of them, not even the football team, are capable of slaughter on SOTF's scale, so the first time he meets a "player" of the game will be a big shock for him. It should be noted that he did not think SOTF was real until this game, so he will naturally be very surprised about that.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 01

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slayer|Kyle]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Hedgeclippers 
'''Conclusions:''' Well now, B01 seems like he could be quite the contender here. He's got some pretty shady past history, so I at least expect the guy to put up a fight, maybe even slaughter a few people if he sees them hurting the fairer sex. My guess? He'll be taken out by one of the lovely ladies he'll probably wind up defending.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' N/A

'''Collected Weapons:''' Hedgeclippers (issued weapon), Claymore (from [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]])

'''Allies:''' [[Kallie Majors]], [[Ken Lawson]], [[Matthew Wittany]], [[Guy Rapide]], [[Daniel "Boxer" Carvalho]]

'''Enemies:''' [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:''' ''"SHUT UP! Shut up! Shut up! SHUT THE HELL UP! They're NOT hurt, they're NOT dead, and you're GOING to fucking FIND them!"'' - '''''Forcing himself out of a self-deprecating rut before deciding to catch up with the rest of his group.'''''

''"Fuck you, Eddie. You say you want to fucking kill me? Let's see you try! Or are you all talk? Some coward who only goes after the weak, people who won't fight back because it makes them feel big to hurt people who can't defend themselves? People like Tanya, who probably wouldn't have hurt a fly?! Come on, Eduardo, just try to kill me, if you've got what it takes!"'' - ''''''Challenging [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]] to a fight when he realizes Eduardo intends to kill him.'''''

== Other/Trivia ==
*Darnell reveals in "Start - G07" that he has conflicting emotions regarding his friend [[Kallie Majors]] and can't seem to decide whether he's attracted to her or simply likes her as a friend.
*Darnell also reveals in "Start - G07" that even though he and [[Guy Rapide]] share mutual friends and hang out with the same clique that he has somewhat of a distaste for the other student and only tolerates him because the rest of his friends seem to like him.
*In "Best Served Cold", it is mentioned that [[Charlie Burchman]] is one of the only people Darnell hates.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Darnell, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1612 What's in the Past is History]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1810 Round One, Fight Four; Bobby vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1831 Round Two, Fight Two; Lance vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1839 Fight Night]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1864 TOURNAMENT FINAL: Paul vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1889 St. Francis Hospital, Come Broken and Leave Fixed]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2055 Start - G07]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2152 Best Served Cold]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Darnell Butler. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Eduardo Trinidad-Villa

Slayer — Sun, 30 Mar 2008 19:20:25 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

[[Image:Eduardo-laZardo.jpg|thumb|Eduardo as drawn by his creator.]]
'''Name:''' Eduardo Trinidad-Villa 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 17 yr 9 mo 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge High School 
'''Hobbies and Interests:'''
Most of his "free" time is spent either in his room listening to game soundtracks (of all things!) or on lengthy IM sessions on the family computer when his father isn't using it. Other times he simply lies in bed and stares at the ceiling, sometimes crying. About the only "major" activity in his life is the battle royale known as "Survival of the Fittest," particularly the most recent round where he witnessed none other than his old friend Damien wreaking havoc.

'''Appearance:''' Standing at 6-foot-flat, Eddie doesn't seem to stand out, even for a nerd.

Eddie has short black hair and earth-brown eyes. His face is fairly acne-ridden, though it's fairly limited to his cheeks and parts of his forehead. He has close-to-full lips that he sometimes enjoys curling in slightly to make him look more "European." Other than that he looks rather generic and plain, save for the fact that his eyes seem slightly narrowed as if almost glaring.

In terms of clothing, it seems that Eduardo's hellbent on blending into the wall. He wears plain dark-colored shirts (T-Shirt or Polo, doesn't matter much to him) and fairly loose jeans and sometimes shorts with sandals if it's summer. As long as he feels it's convincingly "straight" and not too "wannabe," he'll wear it.

'''Biography:''' Born the child of relatively-well-off-and-educated Panamanian immigrants fleeing Noriega, Eduardo Trinidad-Villa's family arrived in America looking to prosper. His father is a 9-to-5er currently working his way up the local branch of a corporation while his mother's a devoted housewife. Of course, despite their relatively low income, they weren't discouraged from sending Eduardo to a fairly prestigious school.

It was while he was in early junior high that he met [[Damien Carter-Madison]].

The two quickly became friends and NOT JUST because the two had hyphenated last names in common. Both were accelerated a grade, Eduardo from 1st to 2nd. Both had parents in the PTA, though Eduardo's were clearly subservient to President Nicole. And most importantly, both were severely picked on and ostracized from the affluent crowd to the point where they dreaded merely going to school. Eddie and Damien could both be found at each other's houses, and both their parent/s enjoyed them having company.

Although Eddie's parents were frequently urged by Nicole to do something about it, they were more reactive than active. They actually found themselves apologizing to the counselors for any "cries for help" expressed Eddie toward other pupils and teachers. Eventually, the torment culminated in an incident where a particularly rich pupil tried to pick a fight with him, and Eduardo instinctively tried to fend him (and teachers who tried to intervene) off with stainless-steel silverware. A little blood was shed, but Eddie eventually received the brunt of the physical punishment.

The last time Eduardo contacted Damien was earlier that morning, when Damien came crying to him while he was using the sink. He hit Eduardo so fast as he came in that they both fell to the ground, and they clung to each other until a teacher entered the bathroom and sent them back to their respective classes.

After the incident, Eduardo was officially withdrawn (i.e. expelled) from that school and sent to juvie for a year. He's still on medication today, though he doesn't take it nearly as much (or in as large doses) as he used to. Shortly after he was released, he and his family moved downstate to Highland Beach, mostly due to his father's recent promotion causing a relocation. He was enrolled in Southridge Senior High School in the junior year a few months later to finish his education, his "grade gap" erased.

Since he was enrolled, his parents have also noticed a marked change in his behavior. Once a panicky, fearful little boy, Eduardo ended up turning into a rather bitter and vocally cynical (and still fairly fearful) teenager.

Around school he's picked on with relatively more physical force, but he seems to be taking it rather well (given that it's a public school). He appears to be a personal target of LB Daniel Carvalho, but not many people have witnessed Boxer's attacks in public. He often sits close to or at the back of class, and although he regularly gets above-public-school-average grades he often appears disinterested in learning altogether.

He has a general disdain for people - particularly the "popular" crowd - definitely rubs off on others who try to "get close," save perhaps for Boxer who seems too dense to have anything rub off on him and not evaporate. He personally considers Boxer a "friend," though he refuses to talk about the details.

Whenever he has to verbally converse with someone, his tone is often very acerbic, technical and cynical, sometimes leading to rather painful repercussion. Many of his classmates consider Eduardo rather devoid of most emotions beside frustration (especially when it comes to groupwork) though he can be dependable when it comes right down to it.

Still, his parents urged him enough he forced himself to take college aptitude tests and send in major college and scholarship applications. Many of the initial results seem promising but he doesn't see himself entering a major college let alone a good "career", the approval papers simply going in a pile in a corner drawer. In fact, he merely finds the schoolwork and computer work a way to keep himself and his own mind busy. He also jogs around his community and borrows his mom's dumbbell set to keep his body busy, but it's all really to "kill time."

To put it another way, Eduardo is very dogmatically certain that people like Carvalho and the rest of the State Champion team are practically assured NFL careers - and the popular crowd assured of cushy lifestyles, while the best that "geeks like me" can hope for is a career in "making the stupid even richer." The fact that a close relative of the person that started his fateful fight went on to become a California State Senator recently reinforced his dismally bleak outlook on life. He's convinced that his life has lost all real hope, but he won't take the "easy way out" because enough of his parents' conservative Christian upbringing rubbed off on him that he's got a good fear of that Fire Down Below.

After all, he believes that "if I'm going to end up fading into obscurity, I might as well enjoy the fall."

'''Advantages:''' Relatively smart and not very (emotionally) sensitive. Very hard worker and dependable in a group, as long as he isn't "interfered" with too much.

'''Disadvantages:''' At only 160 lbs, Eduardo isn't exactly a model of physical fitness despite his workouts. He has a basic idea of how to handle weapons and can "adapt" quite a few everyday objects into weapons as well but can't wield them very sturdily to make a major difference. He is also unskilled at hand-to-hand combat. His clear lack of social skills could also make him more enemies than friends, and there are many more people he would rather just leave alone than kill outright.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 05

'''''The above biography is as written by [[laZardo]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Claymore (Scottish Sword) 
'''Conclusions: '''Hey look, B06 survived after all! I kid, I kid, although B05 seems to have quite a lot in common with his good buddy in last season's competition. It makes me wonder if he'll do half as well as that little shrimp managed to, or if he'll crumble and be an easy out. I guess only time will tell.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' [[Tanya Bonneville]]

'''Killed by: '''

'''Collected Weapons:''' Claymore (issued weapon), hedgeclippers (from [[Darnell Butler]])

'''Allies:'''

'''Enemies:''' [[Darnell Butler]], [[Daniel "Boxer" Carvalho]]?

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes: '''

== Other/Trivia ==
''Coming soon...''

== Threads ==
Below is a list of threads containing Eduardo, in chronological order.

'''Pregame:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1591 Problems Without Solutions]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1593 Third Period AP Chem.]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1571 Lunch Broken]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1612 What's in the Past is History]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1695 Into the Abyss]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1762 A Favor for a "Friend"]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1799 A Favor Repaid]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1807 Round One, Fight One; Paul vs. Troy]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1816 Homework Blues]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2065 Everybody Wants to Rule the World]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2042 Blood and Thunder]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2077&st=45 From Serenity to Shame]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2152 Best Served Cold]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Eduardo Trinidad-Villa. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Eduardo Trinidad-Villa

Slayer — Sun, 30 Mar 2008 19:19:39 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

[[Image:Eduardo-laZardo.jpg|thumb|Eduardo as drawn by his creator.]]
'''Name:''' Eduardo Trinidad-Villa 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 17 yr 9 mo 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge High School 
'''Hobbies and Interests:'''
Most of his "free" time is spent either in his room listening to game soundtracks (of all things!) or on lengthy IM sessions on the family computer when his father isn't using it. Other times he simply lies in bed and stares at the ceiling, sometimes crying. About the only "major" activity in his life is the battle royale known as "Survival of the Fittest," particularly the most recent round where he witnessed none other than his old friend Damien wreaking havoc.

'''Appearance:''' Standing at 6-foot-flat, Eddie doesn't seem to stand out, even for a nerd.

Eddie has short black hair and earth-brown eyes. His face is fairly acne-ridden, though it's fairly limited to his cheeks and parts of his forehead. He has close-to-full lips that he sometimes enjoys curling in slightly to make him look more "European." Other than that he looks rather generic and plain, save for the fact that his eyes seem slightly narrowed as if almost glaring.

In terms of clothing, it seems that Eduardo's hellbent on blending into the wall. He wears plain dark-colored shirts (T-Shirt or Polo, doesn't matter much to him) and fairly loose jeans and sometimes shorts with sandals if it's summer. As long as he feels it's convincingly "straight" and not too "wannabe," he'll wear it.

'''Biography:''' Born the child of relatively-well-off-and-educated Panamanian immigrants fleeing Noriega, Eduardo Trinidad-Villa's family arrived in America looking to prosper. His father is a 9-to-5er currently working his way up the local branch of a corporation while his mother's a devoted housewife. Of course, despite their relatively low income, they weren't discouraged from sending Eduardo to a fairly prestigious school.

It was while he was in early junior high that he met [[Damien Carter-Madison]].

The two quickly became friends and NOT JUST because the two had hyphenated last names in common. Both were accelerated a grade, Eduardo from 1st to 2nd. Both had parents in the PTA, though Eduardo's were clearly subservient to President Nicole. And most importantly, both were severely picked on and ostracized from the affluent crowd to the point where they dreaded merely going to school. Eddie and Damien could both be found at each other's houses, and both their parent/s enjoyed them having company.

Although Eddie's parents were frequently urged by Nicole to do something about it, they were more reactive than active. They actually found themselves apologizing to the counselors for any "cries for help" expressed Eddie toward other pupils and teachers. Eventually, the torment culminated in an incident where a particularly rich pupil tried to pick a fight with him, and Eduardo instinctively tried to fend him (and teachers who tried to intervene) off with stainless-steel silverware. A little blood was shed, but Eddie eventually received the brunt of the physical punishment.

The last time Eduardo contacted Damien was earlier that morning, when Damien came crying to him while he was using the sink. He hit Eduardo so fast as he came in that they both fell to the ground, and they clung to each other until a teacher entered the bathroom and sent them back to their respective classes.

After the incident, Eduardo was officially withdrawn (i.e. expelled) from that school and sent to juvie for a year. He's still on medication today, though he doesn't take it nearly as much (or in as large doses) as he used to. Shortly after he was released, he and his family moved downstate to Highland Beach, mostly due to his father's recent promotion causing a relocation. He was enrolled in Southridge Senior High School in the junior year a few months later to finish his education, his "grade gap" erased.

Since he was enrolled, his parents have also noticed a marked change in his behavior. Once a panicky, fearful little boy, Eduardo ended up turning into a rather bitter and vocally cynical (and still fairly fearful) teenager.

Around school he's picked on with relatively more physical force, but he seems to be taking it rather well (given that it's a public school). He appears to be a personal target of LB Daniel Carvalho, but not many people have witnessed Boxer's attacks in public. He often sits close to or at the back of class, and although he regularly gets above-public-school-average grades he often appears disinterested in learning altogether.

He has a general disdain for people - particularly the "popular" crowd - definitely rubs off on others who try to "get close," save perhaps for Boxer who seems too dense to have anything rub off on him and not evaporate. He personally considers Boxer a "friend," though he refuses to talk about the details.

Whenever he has to verbally converse with someone, his tone is often very acerbic, technical and cynical, sometimes leading to rather painful repercussion. Many of his classmates consider Eduardo rather devoid of most emotions beside frustration (especially when it comes to groupwork) though he can be dependable when it comes right down to it.

Still, his parents urged him enough he forced himself to take college aptitude tests and send in major college and scholarship applications. Many of the initial results seem promising but he doesn't see himself entering a major college let alone a good "career", the approval papers simply going in a pile in a corner drawer. In fact, he merely finds the schoolwork and computer work a way to keep himself and his own mind busy. He also jogs around his community and borrows his mom's dumbbell set to keep his body busy, but it's all really to "kill time."

To put it another way, Eduardo is very dogmatically certain that people like Carvalho and the rest of the State Champion team are practically assured NFL careers - and the popular crowd assured of cushy lifestyles, while the best that "geeks like me" can hope for is a career in "making the stupid even richer." The fact that a close relative of the person that started his fateful fight went on to become a California State Senator recently reinforced his dismally bleak outlook on life. He's convinced that his life has lost all real hope, but he won't take the "easy way out" because enough of his parents' conservative Christian upbringing rubbed off on him that he's got a good fear of that Fire Down Below.

After all, he believes that "if I'm going to end up fading into obscurity, I might as well enjoy the fall."

'''Advantages:''' Relatively smart and not very (emotionally) sensitive. Very hard worker and dependable in a group, as long as he isn't "interfered" with too much.

'''Disadvantages:''' At only 160 lbs, Eduardo isn't exactly a model of physical fitness despite his workouts. He has a basic idea of how to handle weapons and can "adapt" quite a few everyday objects into weapons as well but can't wield them very sturdily to make a major difference. He is also unskilled at hand-to-hand combat. His clear lack of social skills could also make him more enemies than friends, and there are many more people he would rather just leave alone than kill outright.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 05

'''''The above biography is as written by [[laZardo]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Claymore (Scottish Sword) 
'''Conclusions: '''Hey look, B06 survived after all! I kid, I kid, although B05 seems to have quite a lot in common with his good buddy in last season's competition. It makes me wonder if he'll do half as well as that little shrimp managed to, or if he'll crumble and be an easy out. I guess only time will tell.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' [[Tanya Bonneville]]

'''Killed by: '''

'''Collected Weapons:''' Claymore (issued weapon)

'''Allies:'''

'''Enemies:''' [[Darnell Butler]], [[Daniel "Boxer" Carvalho]]?

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes: '''

== Other/Trivia ==
''Coming soon...''

== Threads ==
Below is a list of threads containing Eduardo, in chronological order.

'''Pregame:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1591 Problems Without Solutions]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1593 Third Period AP Chem.]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1571 Lunch Broken]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1612 What's in the Past is History]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1695 Into the Abyss]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1762 A Favor for a "Friend"]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1799 A Favor Repaid]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1807 Round One, Fight One; Paul vs. Troy]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1816 Homework Blues]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2065 Everybody Wants to Rule the World]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2042 Blood and Thunder]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2077&st=45 From Serenity to Shame]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2152 Best Served Cold]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Eduardo Trinidad-Villa. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Clueless

Slayer — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 21:11:01 GMT

Slayer:

==Profile==

'''Joined:''' May 28, 2007.

'''V3 Line up:''' [[Bobby Jacks]], [[Tyson Neills]], [[Sean O'Cann]], [[Ric Chee]], [[Simon Wood]], and [[Maxie Dasai]]

'''Abandoned to the muse-hounds:''' Keiji Tanaka, Katie Nellt, Chris Joesi and [[Don Joesi]].

'''Real Name:''' Josh

'''Age:''' Freshly 15

'''Location:''' Jersey, Channel Islands.

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'''Roleplaying history:''' As of October 27th, Clueless has been roleplaying for about seven months (possibly a year... not sure...), although two of those were spent gnashing his teeth at his lack of computer.

'''SOTF relevant:''' Seven months a member, and still V3 hasn't begun, lol. Still, V2's winding down now, so I'm looking forward to the finish (and the prom, let's not forget that). As for a history, I found the site about two weeks after I read the book of Battle Royale, being a bit of a roleplay fiend, the book immediately caught my attention. Chancing upon the old site, I discovered SOTF V2 and lurked for a couple of days before finally deciding to join, despite my first intentions not to. In fact my primary reason not to join was because I did not actually understand the rules. If anybody cares, this was the reason for my username, I felt absolutely Clueless, though I am glad to say I have the hang of things now.

Whoo update! It's now February the 21st, so I've been with SOTF for about nine months. On the upshot, V3 began a couple of weeks ago, to which I direct the comment: HELL YEAH! Well, thusfar, Tyson has died (waste of space and time, gr...) and my characters have received a rather poor array of weapons. Bag of leaves... lol! Bobby's trying to kill everybody in sight, Simon is in a group, Sean looking for his boyfriend and Ric trying to escape. O_o, I didn't see ''that'' one coming. Well, I keep going, and the V3 ball is well and truly rolling - and if anybody wants contact with my characters feel free to drop me a line!

March 16, Ric just got rolled, so he's going to bite it preeety soon. I see him go with a touch of regret, since it was a lot of fun rping his schizophrenia. Funny how he went from crazy to borderline normal to somewhat crazy again from his concept to his finish. Bobby scavenging muchly, has now picked up no fewer than five weapons (including his syringe) but as of yet, has failed to knock off anyone else. Sean is attempting to tangle with [[Gabriel Theobaldt | Monsieur Gabriel]] and Simon be rescuing his girl. On another note, been revamping all of my reserve characters due to a lack of interest (for the most part) didn't want another three Tyson fiascos in my corner.

'''Contact:''' You can get a hold of him at Irritationdelux on Aim, or Spud@hotmail.co.uk for e-mail and MSN.

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==A little bit of trivia:==

Clueless is somewhat inconsistent with roleplaying: He sometimes comes up with great posts and occasionally cannot produce anything more than one-liners. Luckily he has found himself with plenty of muse for this roleplay, and in fact his most tricky task was making characters.

In total, Clueless initially planned seven V3 characters, however, he ended up with nine after coming up with a couple of new ideas. Although, due to a similar lack of interest/difficulty RPing that put paid to [[Tyson Neills]] in the opening stages of the game, almost all of Clueless' back-up characters were axed, meaning only five of the original nine actually made it to participate in V3.

Clueless cannot total heights/weights to save his life, and has almost no idea how to correctly balance them.

Though he hasn't yet tried to roleplay a member of the fairer sex, Clueless remains utterly convinced he'd be absolutely horrible at doing so.

Clueless does have another female character in the works in place of Katie Nellt, and this will be his first attempt of such.

He actually likes [[Danya]].

In a post he accidentally used a smilie (B)) when attempting to make a list. He is still mystified as to how it occured.

Clueless is the first to admit to being a klutz.

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'''Random quotes'''

Fear... THE BOX!!!

Meh

Bat + Face = PAIN!

Sorry, I don't speak smiley

Obviously different from that one... interesting. Well, not really but who cares?........... Nobody? Excellent.

Hm... = Something. Possibly

You have all the answers. I have all the questions.

'Shakes fist' Curse you typos!

'Dropkicks' ..... Well, figuratively speaking of course.

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'''Fun and games'''

Clueless has been banned variously for lack of creativity, having a username that describes him perfectly, not quoting the taxi driver and for not buying [[Baby_G]] a huge birthday present.

Instigator of SOTF brawl III

His wish to not feel neglected on his birthday was granted (in Corrupt a Wish) to feel dead instead. Clueless also cunningly thwarted [[Slayer]]'s wish for [[CycoKiller]] to become a fish by corrupting it to cause him and his new fish friends to fin him to death. Finally, he managed to break several laws of logic by wishing for something bad to happen, causing something good to happen.

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==Clueless' Top 5==

Liable to change without warning... if anybody evens cares that is.

5. [[Julie Mikan]]

4. [[James Brown]]

3. [[Madison Conner]]

2. [[Adam Dodd]]

1. Whoever came up with all those frickin' awesome joke weapons.

Another pointer for the mythical 'those who care' this is purely based off my own opinion, and how I'm feeling at the time: it's no reflection on anybody's abilities, nor does it make one character better than another. Just clarifying, everybody probably could figure that out anyway :)

Adonis Zorba

Slayer — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 10:29:35 GMT

Slayer: *sigh* Too tired for this job. XD

'''Name:''' Adonis Zorba 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 18 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Martial Arts (Hapkido, Judo, Kenpo), Boxing, Island Music (reggae, ska, raggamuffin), theatre, and juggling.

'''Appearance:''' Adonis is the pinnacle of masculine beauty. He has long black dreadlocks and a well muscled body. His dark caramel complexion and expressive brown eyes give him a very exotic look. His skin is very smooth and he does not grow facial hair. The contours of his body make him seem as if he were carved by a great artist rather than born. His muscles are clearly defined, his face free of blemishes, slightly arched eyebrows, and a small straight nose. His lips are medium-sized, conveying a sense of sensuality and ruggedness, while his eyes are large and convey depth and intelligence. He stands six feet tall and weighs 165 pounds. His muscle is lean and most easily seen in his chest.

'''Biography:''' Adonis comes from an upper middle class family that settled in the area around a year before Adonis's birth. His father is a lawyer, and his mother is an RN at a local hospital. Adonis has been studying martial arts since he was a young boy, and has become proficient in three styles. Adonis is involved in the local boxing club, and has competed in several local and regional tournaments. He also took up juggling when he was fifteen and has become fairly skilled. He enjoys performing a great deal and was once cast as the title character in a school production of Othello. Adonis has always been popular with the ladies, and has never had trouble finding a date, in fact, he's gotten himself in a few fights by taking out the girlfriend of a classmate.

Adonis is a charismatic and dedicated person. He takes his studies very seriously and lets nothing get in the way of his pursuit of knowledge and status. He believes that his body is a temple for his spirit and cares for it as best as he can. He does not drink alcohol because it clouds the mind, and he does not eat food that would pollute his body (i.e. junk food).

Adonis has a great respect for life, and takes his instructors' teachings to heart. He has made a solemn vow to each of his former masters to only use the skills that they have imparted to him for defense, never for attack. He was a favorite of all of his teachers, because he showed an aptitude for the art, and a strong commitment to learning. His Hapkido instructor nicknamed him Sasori (Scorpion) both for his speed, and as a play on his astrological sign of Scorpio.

Adonis's father studied several martial art forms in his younger days, and the two spar quite frequently. This, along with other shared interests has helped Adonis develop a strong relationship with his father. His relationship with his mother is not quite as strong, but when Adonis started listening to Reggae they started going to concerts together and bonded through the music.

Adonis has a superior intellect and performs very well in his studies. He along with a number of other Gifted and Talented students are strong candidates for Valedictorian and Salutatorian. Adonis continues to study hard and do extra credit assignments in hopes that he may be named Valedictorian and be able to follow his dream of becoming a doctor.

'''Advantages:''' Adonis has the physical and mental abilities to outfight and/or outwit his classmates.

'''Disadvantages:''' Notoriety can be a bad thing. Some of the boys that Adonis has wronged may not have forgotten his transgressions. Also, his belief in never initiating an attack may not serve him well on the island.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student No. 52 
'''''The above biography is as written by [[Zabriel]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' AK-47 (no ammunition) 
'''Conclusions:''' His bark may be worse than his bite with the weapon he received. We've seen our share of martial artists, and it hasn't stopped them from dying.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:'''

'''Killed by:'''

'''Collected Weapons:''' AK-47, without ammunition (Designated)

'''Allies:'''

'''Enemies:'''

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

== Other/Trivia ==
Adonis' handler, [[Zabriel]], literally intended Adonis to be "the perfect man", and made him into an intentional reference to the Greek gods.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Adonis, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''

'''V3:'''

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Adonis Zorba. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Adonis Zorba

Slayer — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 10:28:42 GMT

Slayer: Need to give him a wiki article

Darnell Butler

Slayer — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 08:12:33 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Darnell "The Bull" Butler 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 19 (went to school a year late) 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Football, for one. He's the fullback on the team, or one of them. He is also a star on the wrestling team, and trains intensely for both teams, hoping to get a scholarship to a good college from both. He can often be seen accompanying team captain Evelyn on her morning runs, though they both often joke about how he has slightly less stamina than she does. He then goes home to do several hours of strenuous weight training and other exercises, and occasionally trains at a local boxing gym (though he's had a couple of amateur fights, he has no intention on boxing professionally, his future is for the NFL and maybe Olympic wrestling, in his eyes). A rather odd hobby of his are films and shows from the seventies and eighties, having been born in 1989. He also likes classical music and sings occasionally (for a recent school talent show he sung "Vesti la giubba" from the opera Pagliacci). He's sometimes made fun of for this, but he shrugs it off, and would usually be one of the ones laughing loudest at jokes made about it.

'''Appearance:''' Standing at six foot even and weighing in at about one hundred eighty two pounds, Darnell Butler is not a very big guy. However, just about every ounce of those one hundred eighty two pounds is pure muscle, and he is very strong; strong enough, in fact, that in a football game he once picked up a 6'11, 300 pound opposing player and threw him to the ground, though this took a degree of effort and he mainly used the other player's momentum to his advantage. He has defined arm, gut, and leg muscles that almost look as if they threaten to rip right through his very dark, almost literally black (he's one of the few African-Americans who could boast that they actually ARE "black", if one were to be overly literal) skin, stretched taught over said muscle. His hair, usually in a buzzcut, is also black, and he has dark brown eyes. His facial features are overall "handsome", he has pearly white teeth and clear skin, along with high, pronounced cheekbones. His nose is slightly smashed in, as it was once broken in a fight, and he has a diagonal scar on his cheek from a fight in Freshman year when someone pulled a swiss army knife on him (side note; that student was expelled and is now in prison for attempted murder), but he doesn't mind. The girls don't either.

He tends to wear light, black clothing, usually t-shirts and shorts that go down to the knee, and he wears black Nike sneakers all the time (his favourite pair). On his right bicep is a tattoo of a cross, above which is written "In God I trust". While this all-black appearance might make him seem gloomy, he's actually a very laid back, friendly person.

'''Biography:''' "So, you want to know about my life? Eh, okay. Ya might want to sit down, kid, long story. Been around for nineteen years, after all. Anyway, I was born right here in Highland Beach, California, to two loving parents named Hajim and Mikaela Butler. Dad is a foreman at a local construction firm, and mom works at a computer company, customer service. You know, one of those people that's on the other end when you call because your computer messed up somehow. Between the two of them, we're a pretty well off family, a good family to be born into. Have to admit, I was pretty spoiled growing up, they cared a lot about me, still do. For obvious reasons, I can't remember much about back when I was a little baby, so I'll move on a bit if you don't mind.

Earliest I can remember very well was when I was about eight. By then, I had been into football for quite a while, so I guess my dad got me into it earlier. He used to play running back for the Southridge Rebels back when he was in school, I guess he noticed my interest and tried to get me into it. Both of my parents would often practice with me, as they know alot about the sport, and they told me anything I wanted to know about the game. Positions, strategies, famous games, why almost every position had the word "back" at the end of the name, anything and everything. Actually, I still don't know why almost every position ends with the word "back" but I don't really care. Dad didn't let me use his weights back then, 'cause at my age he was worried I would hurt myself and I probably would've, but he showed me some workouts to build strength and stuff like that, and I worked on those. I entered school a year later than most kids do, and the years went by with me training both body and mind; working hard physically and studying at school and at home. My parents believe it's important to be a very well rounded individual, so that nothing life does can catch you by surprise.

The years went by uneventfully, to be honest. I studied at school, practiced, studied some more, did some research into good sports schools, and occasionally watched some TV or some such with the family, but nothing special. By eleven, I knew I wanted to be in the NFL and get a scholarship to a good sports college, though I had also started taking boxing lessons at a local gym. Can't quite remember why I decided to do that, but I stuck with it, and it got me in pretty good shape, toughened me up a lot. I was already starting to get a strong build by thirteen, and was almost as strong as I am now when I was fifteen. I think it was a hormonal thing, but in my first three years of highschool I got in a lot of fights, and I mean a lot of fights. Seemed like there was at least one every day, especially in my Freshman year where it seemed like everyone took it on themselves to "break me in" or whatever. One of them even pulled a knife on me for whatever reason, but all he was able to do was give me a minor cut on the cheek that looked worse than it actually was; that guy's in jail now. After that cut healed, I tried out for the wrestling team and the JV football team, as that fight was particularly early in the year. With the wrestling team, I had actually been approached while the cut was healing by one of the wrestlers, who convinced me to use the pent up aggression I had at the time on the mat, I thought it was a good idea. Coach of the JV team thought I'd be better suited for Varsity after seeing my tryout, he claimed that he nearly pissed himself watching me, but I wanted to try JV first, until I had more experience. It was interesting being on both teams. I'd have to literally train in both constantly, even though their seasons were in different parts of the year, just to maintain my weight class and skill level in both. Constantly doing weights, building up strength, running, sparring, practicing drills, maintaining a diet, the occasional sauna visit, and studying hard in order to keep up with my school work on top of all that. Most of the time, I was completely exhausted after a day was done, and even then I'd occasionally get enough homework to keep me up most of the night. A lot of my Freshman year fights were probably caused by that fact, I was often exhausted and in a rotten mood because of it, so when some punk kid started causing trouble with me I'd be so irritated that I'd simply flatten him instead of talking things out. Never really had time for socializing outside of my teams at the time, most of the time I didn't give enough of a damn, and I didn't get along with the other JV football players or the wrestlers all too well. Regardless, both of my teams won their respective championships that year, and my efforts academically also paid off as I passed with pretty good grades. I spent the summer at several football camps to increase my skill level, and allowed myself to gain weight in order to move up a weight class. Whatever free time I had was spent studying some more so that I wouldn't get rusty, and I had an amateur fight that I won by knockout in the middle of August. Needless to say, the summer was almost as tiring as the school year was.

Sophomore year was a bit more mellow. I still got in the occasional scrap, sometimes I started it and sometimes the other guy did, but I was left alone more than I was in Freshman year. Usually fights in Sophomore year, as over the last year and the summer training camps I had calmed down and matured, were started by them throwing the first punch. They'd get all in my face, and I'd warn them to back off; if they didn't, sometimes I had to floor them. Literally at the beginning of the year, I was given a notification of my transfer to the Varsity football team, turns out that the JV coach had gone behind my back and had the Varsity coach accept me onto the team. I didn't have any idea about it until I got that notification telling me to report to the Varsity coach when the season started, didn't even need to try out or anything; technically I already had the year before. I met the team while reporting to the coach during the first practice. For the most part, they seemed like the typical football types, and they were pleasant enough when I was introduced to them, but I was very surprised when I found out the team captain was a girl. I'm not sexist or anything, and I know that boys and girls being on the same football teams is getting more common, but I just wasn't expecting it. Especially keeping in mind how small Evelyn is, smaller back then too. Nevertheless, and despite my natural protectiveness towards Evelyn due to the whole 'she's a girl' thing which I often had to restrain, we got along alright and did pretty well in both games and practices. Right now I can't remember how well we did that year, but whatever. It was otherwise more of the same from Freshman year, but fewer fights; the ones I did get into were usually because I stood up for some kid one or two of the team decided to pick on. Socially we got pretty close despite the occasional scrap, and I would easily call any one of them my friend. It also turned out that Evelyn and I have very similar goals in life; namely getting a good scholarship and getting into the NFL, it's more important for her because then she'd be the first female NFL player in history. Sometime right before the end of the year she had agreed to show me a training regime she came up with, though since I had an early morning workout geared towards both football and wrestling myself I simply decided to accompany her on her runs sometimes and then work on my own regime. It's stayed that way since.

Junior year was even more of the same, with even fewer fights and the fact that I started being friendlier towards everyone, but early on everybody was talking about something called 'Survival of the Fittest' and I'm not talkin' about Darwin's theory of evolution by natural selection here. Apparently some terrorists kidnapped a bunch of kids from their end of school trip last year and forced them into a contest similar to the Japanese 'Battle Royale' programs. I think it's bullshit, nobody would have the guts to do something like that to the USA, and nobody has enough lack of a conscience to do it and sleep at night either! I'm sorry, I shouldn't raise my voice like that. Moving on, someone had a DVD of the thing and offered to let me borrow it for a while though he warned me that the cameras suddenly gave out for good near the end of the ninth day of the game, but I refused. That shit's just sick, even if I'm sure it's fake. Football team started cutting down on their bullying, since by then I had pretty well made clear that I wouldn't put up with that kind of thing, though it still happened occasionally and there was the odd fight. Still, in terms of sports and the like everything went well. Of course, that was until Tyrese got shot in the face. Sent a shockwave through Highland Beach, and was one of the only things that took that SOTF bullshit out of Southridge's mind. Naturally, my parents and I pitched in money for his facial reconstruction surgery, and even that bully Montezzo said he'd help out. I don't know how exactly, but he implied help in more than a financial way, none of my business though. Otherwise, Junior year was very par for the course, but balancing all my training and studying was far less tiring by then than it was in Freshman year.

Over that summer, though, I got another letter, this time from a very high up person in the school board. I thought something bad was gonna happen, but apparently I was wrong, practically had a fucking heart attack when I read it. All the hours, all my effort and sacrifice, everything had paid off; I had gotten my scholarship! I would have to keep myself at my level, which meant continuing my constant training and study, but it was a small price to pay. My body was so used to it that it was like breathing anyway. Man, I can tell you right now I've been as high as a damn kite since I got that letter. This year I haven't really had much of a problem with anybody, all I've been concerned with is keeping my grades up and graduating peacefully so that I wouldn't risk gettin' in any trouble that would risk that scholarship. I've been goin' after it for most of my life, I'm not gonna let some stupid fight or something ruin it when it's so close. That's pretty much it though, sorry for bein' so long winded. Peace out, man."

'''Advantages:''' As mentioned before, he is extremely strong. He is also almost as quick as Evelyn, and skilled in hand to hand combat due to being on the wrestling team as well as his occasional boxing training. He has a high pain tolerance, and has a team full of friends to help him in the game, if they can be trusted. His laid back attitude makes it easy to make friends, as he's very approachable, while his literally almost black skin and his tendency to wear black allows him to blend into dark environments easily. Everyone in Southridge knows he is trustworthy, as well. He is surprisingly intelligent and will be very determined to survive and get back home. It's common knowledge that picking a fight with him is one of the stupidest things a Southridge student could do, so he may even face the scenario of people being reluctant to attack him or even actively avoiding him.

'''Disadvantages:''' His right knee was badly injured in the Shooters tournament and it was only fairly recently that he has made a full recovery. Because of this he isn't as fast as he used to be, and that knee is a weak spot in fights. He is also rather conscious about it, often going to lengths to avoid stressing the knee. He may trust his fellow team-mates too much for his own good, since each one of them is a good friend of his, and wouldn't even think of harming Evelyn or any other female on the island. On that note, he will literally go berserk if he sees someone hurt a woman, maybe enough to try to kill them; a potentially deadly weakness. He has no experience with guns and does not have medical training. In school, Darnell always opposed the football team's occasional bullying of the weaker students, to the extent that he even fought some of them sometimes. That could be a source of friction between the team, especially if most of them decide to play, which will provide a strong moral crisis for him. He trusts just about every Southridge student and doesn't think any of them, not even the football team, are capable of slaughter on SOTF's scale, so the first time he meets a "player" of the game will be a big shock for him. It should be noted that he did not think SOTF was real until this game, so he will naturally be very surprised about that.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 01

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slayer|Kyle]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Hedgeclippers 
'''Conclusions:''' Well now, B01 seems like he could be quite the contender here. He's got some pretty shady past history, so I at least expect the guy to put up a fight, maybe even slaughter a few people if he sees them hurting the fairer sex. My guess? He'll be taken out by one of the lovely ladies he'll probably wind up defending.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' N/A

'''Collected Weapons:''' Hedgeclippers (issued weapon)

'''Allies:''' [[Kallie Majors]], [[Ken Lawson]], [[Matthew Wittany]], [[Guy Rapide]], [[Daniel "Boxer" Carvalho]]

'''Enemies:''' [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:''' ''"SHUT UP! Shut up! Shut up! SHUT THE HELL UP! They're NOT hurt, they're NOT dead, and you're GOING to fucking FIND them!"'' - '''''Forcing himself out of a self-deprecating rut before deciding to catch up with the rest of his group.'''''

''"Fuck you, Eddie. You say you want to fucking kill me? Let's see you try! Or are you all talk? Some coward who only goes after the weak, people who won't fight back because it makes them feel big to hurt people who can't defend themselves? People like Tanya, who probably wouldn't have hurt a fly?! Come on, Eduardo, just try to kill me, if you've got what it takes!"'' - ''''''Challenging [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]] to a fight when he realizes Eduardo intends to kill him.'''''

== Other/Trivia ==
*Darnell reveals in "Start - G07" that he has conflicting emotions regarding his friend [[Kallie Majors]] and can't seem to decide whether he's attracted to her or simply likes her as a friend.
*Darnell also reveals in "Start - G07" that even though he and [[Guy Rapide]] share mutual friends and hang out with the same clique that he has somewhat of a distaste for the other student and only tolerates him because the rest of his friends seem to like him.
*In "Best Served Cold", it is mentioned that [[Charlie Burchman]] is one of the only people Darnell hates.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Darnell, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1612 What's in the Past is History]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1810 Round One, Fight Four; Bobby vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1831 Round Two, Fight Two; Lance vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1839 Fight Night]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1864 TOURNAMENT FINAL: Paul vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1889 St. Francis Hospital, Come Broken and Leave Fixed]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2055 Start - G07]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2152 Best Served Cold]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Darnell Butler. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Daniel "Boxer" Carvalho

Slayer — Sat, 29 Mar 2008 00:51:06 GMT

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'''Name:''' Daniel Suarez Carvalho 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 19 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Daniel is a dedicated member and one of the star players of the football team.

'''Appearance:''' Daniel Carvalho is - as is appopriate for someone in his position in the team - a very intimidating presence, probably the most domineering presence on the team. The Honduran-American stands at 7-foot-flat and near 270 pounds with a proud and quite sculpted athletic figure. In school he is almost always found in the proper jock attire - his number 57 uniform on the field and the letterman gear off of it. His face is not totally masculine and is somewhat afflicted by the late-adolescent stages of acne. He does not have facial hair.

His slick black hair is sometimes described as a "mane" due to its ability to flow down the back of his head and neck, although it doesn't actually drape over his ears. It's often brushed back and sometimes gelled to make sure it doesn't get in the way during games.

'''Biography:''' Daniel Carvalho was born to recently-amnesty-legalized Honduran immigrants living in Southern California. They currently live on the "fringes" of Clifton Court, where a bit of the affluence of neighboring districts has started to rub off for those lucky enough to find a dwelling there. Still, that doesn't mean that the Carvalho household has seen its share of "ghetto life," as the bars on the windows and the "Protected by SVF Security Group" signpost on their front lawn show. Daniel's father works as a foreman at a construction site while his mother has a part-time job at a local grocery, leaving Daniel to do a number of chores at home, one of which involves maintaining his trophy rack.

Daniel's sporting life is very deeply rooted, as he has played for Highland Beach's football teams since the kiddie leagues. Many of the better players he'd known then are also his own teammates on the SHS Rebels today. He is currently a prime fixture to the current team, and a lot of resources are spent to keep him in top shape and always on the playing field as long as possible. He is a team player who follows orders down to the letter, often resulting in Forrest Gump-like complications, and his athletic ability has helped to gain recognition as one of the state's power players. He eventually gained the nickname "Boxer" for his ability to pull more than his share of the team's defensive load despite his obvious lack of mental capacity.

And like the literary Boxer, Daniel rarely complains, though when he does, the coaches are quick to understand. He doesn't seem to mind when the occasional racial slur is thrown at him (Honduran, Panamanian, a lot of people he's known have tended to refer to the whole area south of the Rio Grande as Me-hee-co), and it may be implied that he's numb to it, but whether that's either because he's either used to it or that he's simply dense has never been figured out. Still, his loyalty to the team seems almost unshakable, and that is something the coaches can be proud of.

By stark contrast however, Daniel isn't exactly one of the smarter kids in the school, and when it comes to dealings with his football teams, he is one of the more naive. He has frequently barely managed to pass previous grades, and that hasn't been without the help of the people his teammates have been able to get to help him. In fact he has also started to make his own efforts to try to get people to help him, nabbing none other than class genius Eduardo Villa. His teammates have also had him do his share of the "dirty work," and his parents have taken notice. What's particularly odd is that Daniel genuinely seems to believe his parents as much as he believes his teammates, leading to "cycles" of good and bad behavior.

One of the more curious and unexplained relationships in Daniel's life is his relationship with Eduardo Trinidad. Naturally, Eddie would find himself the target of Boxer and the other members of the team if he crossed their path in a bad way (which was usually more often than not.) But it might puzzle some of the team players that Boxer often liked to not only single Trinidad out but also make his attacking sessions private. Eduardo has been seen tutoring Daniel for tests and exams, but it's generally accepted that it's because Daniel often forces Eduardo to do so.

Still, his (and Eduardo's) efforts have not been in vain, as Daniel's grades are starting to rise above the minimum needed to achieve a sports scholarship that USC has offered him...though the news of that has obviously affected his "study-buddy's" morale. It doesn't seem to bother him much though.

'''Advantages:''' Like his Animal Farm namesake, Boxer is loyal to a fault and dependable in a bind, and his borderline-superhuman strength can work to anyone's advantage. He can be convinced to maul anyone with enough encouragement.

'''Disadvantages:''' Also like his Animal Farm namesake, Boxer isn't exactly the brightest pickle in the jar, and he has never actually killed anyone nor possessed any knowledge of a firearm other than pulling the trigger and reloading. In fact, he's very queasy about the subject of actual death. By contrast, when thrown into a rage, he also seems to lose his psychological humanity...though sobering up might have even worse aftershocks.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student No. 46 
'''''The above biography is as written by [[LaZardo]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Wooden Shield 
'''Conclusions:''' Oh, look at that, we have the dumb jock - and I don't mean that in a figureative sense. This kid's a moron, and if it wasn't for his study-buddy, I'd bet that he'd be just another wash-out at some McDonalds somewhere. Now, at least, he'll be remembered for something worthwhile! That is, if he can figure out how to survive...

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:'''

'''Killed by:'''

'''Collected Weapons:''' Wooden Shield (Designated)

'''Allies:'''

'''Enemies:'''

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

== Other/Trivia ==
''Coming soon...''

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Boxer, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1612 What's in the Past is History]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1717 Scapegoat]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1762 A Favor for a "Friend"]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1571 Lunch Broken]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1875 Beauty, Beast and Boxer]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2152 Best Served Cold]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Boxer Carvalho. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Maxie Dasai

Slayer — Mon, 24 Mar 2008 21:05:25 GMT

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'''Name:''' Maxie Dasai 
'''Gender:''' Female 
'''Age:''' 18 
'''Grade:''' Senior (12th) 
'''School:''' Southridge High School 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Maxie enjoys pretty much anything that will allow her to get a break from the tedium of school life. This includes (and is not limited to) going to rock concerts, partying hard, and even occasional drug use, though she is mindful not to go further than a small sampling, and infrequently at that. A notable exception to Maxie's no-restraints lifestyle is in the area of sex: to her, it's not a thing to be done casually, a value so firmly held in her mind that even when drunk, she will remain unswayed on the subject (although she is not adverse to a little kissing). Briefly, Maxie attempted to learn Capoeira, but dropped out after a couple of months on the basis that it was too much of a commitment.

'''Appearance:''' 'Conventional' is not a word which sits well with any aspect of Maxie; her appearence is no exception. Maxie's hair is relatively short, reaching only the level of her jawline, oftentimes it is rather dishevelled, most commonly due to a party or somesuch which Maxie simply didn't bother to fix herself up from. Her hair is predominantly brown: not exactly mousey, but hardly the look of a supermodel. However, the tips of Maxie's hair have all been dyed a vivid scarlet, the bright and unusual colour drawing the eye to her, at least momentarily. Maxie's eyes, often concealed behind a thin curtain of hair, are a cool, almost ice blue. She has a fairly dark complexion, having been out in the sun plenty during her life, and her skin is blessedly free of blemishes. However, one detriment to an otherwise fairly attractive face is the near-constant presence of dark rings underneath the eyes, caused by many a (very) late night.

Maxie is a little taller than most other girls her age, with 5'8" to her name, and seems to enjoy a weight exactly right for her. This means she boasts quite the figure, although Maxie most certainly isn't the best looking girl in Southridge, you can definitely say she has curves - and good ones at that. Maxie's chest is perhaps, somewhat bigger than you would normally expect from a girl of her size, but luckily, it is not too disproportionate.

On the day of the trip, Maxie was wearing her favourite pair of jeans: faded, and so threadbare in places as to be almost worn right through, practical trainers, and fingerless leather gloves. On her upper body, Maxie wore a rather tight pale tanktop, as well as her much-loved denim jacket.

'''Biography:''' Maxie has never liked the idea of being subversient to anybody, including parents, teacher, and on occassion, other classmates. She hates being told what to do, to the point of being deliberately (and ridiculously) objectional at times, even if she holds the same view on a subject as somebody else. Maxie will listen to suggestions, but that's about as far as it goes. Maxie, in essence, just wants to be able to go out and have a good time when she wants to. However, what tends to happen and what she wants to do are entirely seperate things. Maxie is quite a troublemaker, with any number of plans for 'fun' up her sleeve. Needless to say, these aren't often in the best of tastes, and the elaborate practical jokes Maxie likes to arrange can be downright dangerous at times. Her rebellious streak, coupled with her stubborness, causes her schoolwork to suffer. Despite appearences, Maxie is reasonably intelligent, and manages to just about get by on what nature has given her. A staunch refusal to do revision of any kind, and homework only being completed around 60% on time (and only then because she doesn't want detention cutting down her free time) drags Maxie's grades down considerably: A student who could conceivably be getting straight A's acheiving, at the best, a B. Still, Maxie puts this down to her not bothering to try, and when once accused of being merely stupid in a report, she proved perfectly capable of attaining an A in the next test that subject put forward. Of course, this kind of reverse psychology didn't last long, and Maxie soon stopped putting the effort in: her point proven.

Tracking back, Maxie was born locally: Highland beach, and has lived in the vicinity of Southridge High School for her entire life. Her parents were named Sophie, the manager of a small local shop, and Chris Dasai, a lawyer. Neither treated her (or her older brother, Lucas) with anything but love and affection - despite the fact that both Maxie and Lucas were and are 'trouble' children, then teenagers, then young adults. From a very young age: about as soon as Maxie learned to speak with any degree of fluency, she was very contrary indeed. The young girl found it incredibly amusing to do the exact opposite of what she was told to do, causing much frustration on the part of her parents. Even trickery (i.e: 'Don't stop doing that!') failed, for Maxie cottoned on to the trick very quickly. However, fortunately (most definitely for the nerves and tempers of her parents) Maxie knew when to stop, a never went too far, learning her lesson the first time her father - a mild-mannered man, lost his temper and briefly shouted at her before calming down and apologising to the young girl.

Whilst Maxie was causing her parents headaches, she was nothing short of her brother's partner in crime. Delighted to have found a kindred spirit in his younger sister, Lucas taught Maxie every trick he knew. This continued throughout their teenage years: Lucas, of course, constantly being three years ahead of Maxie in experience, nevertheless took the time to pass his knowledge onto her, making Maxie perhaps a little more savvy than you would expect for her age. However, in some instances, being related to and taught by one of the most notorious troublemakers of his time was not a particularly good thing: such were the similarities between brother and sister that, despite that fact Lucas was much worse than Maxie, she got very little leniency where discipline was concerned. In the opinion of teachers, Maxie was in exactly the same mould as her brother, where, in truth, she wasn't quite as bad as he. On the other hand, many a druken advance or potential fight has been averted by simply dropping Lucas' name. Quite rightly so, Maxie's brother has a considerable reputation, especially in less savoury areas. Very few people want to mess with the sister of a guy famous for being able to take down guys near double his size in a matter of moments.

With the influence of somebody who had a large a personality as Lucas, it was inevitable that Maxie would turn out similarly to him: she became something of a party animal, although she did her best not to let things get out of hand. Still, if there was a party, rave, or concert, you could bet your house that Maxie Dasai would be there, or had already been there and left after causing a suitable amount of trouble. Despite a somewhat damning reputation, Maxie was usually just there to have some fun - in terms of substances, she is surprisingly clean-cut. Maxie doesn't smoke, samples drugs only occassionally, and never any of the really serious stuff, and drinks in moderation. This is partially because Maxie likes to keep a clear head: she would hate it if she was too intoxicated to ward off an advance.

Maxie, in general, just meanders her way through life: making no big decisions, putting off contemplating her future, and just trying to get the biggest amoubt of enjoyment you can out of life. After all, you only live once, why waste that time doing stuff you don't like doing? This philosophy isn't best received at all times, but Maxie is more than willing to argue it out with anybody who decides to disagree with her. Maxie holds true to her belief that nobody should be allowed to tell anyone else what to do.

'''Advantages:''' Maxie is in good shape, simply because she rarely stays inside her house for a night and walks everywhere she goes - unless it's an unreasonably far distance, in which case she will get a lift. Maxie is also quite a brawler - numerous parties which have disintergrated into simple fights have seen to that, although she has nowhere near the degree of competence of a trained fighter. In addition, Maxie is surprisingly acrobatic, capable of any number of cartwheels, somersaults, and rolls. Amusingly, this is derived both from her brief foray into Capoeria, and a penchant for putting on some moves on the dancefloor.

'''Disadvantages:''' The majority of the popular/normal crowd in Southridge hold a particularly damning view of Maxie, seeing her as a troublemaker and delinquent, and as such, want nothing to do with her - and will probably have little trouble seeing her as a 'player' of Danya's game. Maxie being the contrary person she is, with an affinity for playing Devil's advocate, it's unlikely she will be able to stay in a group for any meaningful length of time: easier to consider is that Maxie will either merely grow tired of being ordered about, and depart, or be forced to leave due to arguing. As mentioned previously, Maxie's fighting prowess nowhere reaches the extent to a proper study of such martial arts, and has little to no experience with weaponry.

'''Designated Number:''' Female Student No.32

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Cluelessi]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:'''Meat Hook 
'''Conclusions:''' I wish I could say I was impressed with G32 or something, but that's hardly the case. We've seen lots of so-called "troublemakers" and "delinquents" in our time, and for some reason the bad eggs of the class never quite seem to stand out in this competition. But, who knows? Maybe G32 will prove me wrong and get creative with that meat cleaver.

== Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' 0 
'''Killed by:''' 
'''Collected Weapons:''' 
'''Allies:''' 
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'''Mid-game Evaluation:'''

'''End-game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:''' ''

== Trivia/Other ==

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of topics that contained Maxie. They are in order from beginning to end.''

== Your Thoughts ==
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Darnell Butler

Slayer — Sat, 22 Mar 2008 02:44:42 GMT

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'''Name:''' Darnell "The Bull" Butler 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 19 (went to school a year late) 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Football, for one. He's the fullback on the team, or one of them. He is also a star on the wrestling team, and trains intensely for both teams, hoping to get a scholarship to a good college from both. He can often be seen accompanying team captain Evelyn on her morning runs, though they both often joke about how he has slightly less stamina than she does. He then goes home to do several hours of strenuous weight training and other exercises, and occasionally trains at a local boxing gym (though he's had a couple of amateur fights, he has no intention on boxing professionally, his future is for the NFL and maybe Olympic wrestling, in his eyes). A rather odd hobby of his are films and shows from the seventies and eighties, having been born in 1989. He also likes classical music and sings occasionally (for a recent school talent show he sung "Vesti la giubba" from the opera Pagliacci). He's sometimes made fun of for this, but he shrugs it off, and would usually be one of the ones laughing loudest at jokes made about it.

'''Appearance:''' Standing at six foot even and weighing in at about one hundred eighty two pounds, Darnell Butler is not a very big guy. However, just about every ounce of those one hundred eighty two pounds is pure muscle, and he is very strong; strong enough, in fact, that in a football game he once picked up a 6'11, 300 pound opposing player and threw him to the ground, though this took a degree of effort and he mainly used the other player's momentum to his advantage. He has defined arm, gut, and leg muscles that almost look as if they threaten to rip right through his very dark, almost literally black (he's one of the few African-Americans who could boast that they actually ARE "black", if one were to be overly literal) skin, stretched taught over said muscle. His hair, usually in a buzzcut, is also black, and he has dark brown eyes. His facial features are overall "handsome", he has pearly white teeth and clear skin, along with high, pronounced cheekbones. His nose is slightly smashed in, as it was once broken in a fight, and he has a diagonal scar on his cheek from a fight in Freshman year when someone pulled a swiss army knife on him (side note; that student was expelled and is now in prison for attempted murder), but he doesn't mind. The girls don't either.

He tends to wear light, black clothing, usually t-shirts and shorts that go down to the knee, and he wears black Nike sneakers all the time (his favourite pair). On his right bicep is a tattoo of a cross, above which is written "In God I trust". While this all-black appearance might make him seem gloomy, he's actually a very laid back, friendly person.

'''Biography:''' "So, you want to know about my life? Eh, okay. Ya might want to sit down, kid, long story. Been around for nineteen years, after all. Anyway, I was born right here in Highland Beach, California, to two loving parents named Hajim and Mikaela Butler. Dad is a foreman at a local construction firm, and mom works at a computer company, customer service. You know, one of those people that's on the other end when you call because your computer messed up somehow. Between the two of them, we're a pretty well off family, a good family to be born into. Have to admit, I was pretty spoiled growing up, they cared a lot about me, still do. For obvious reasons, I can't remember much about back when I was a little baby, so I'll move on a bit if you don't mind.

Earliest I can remember very well was when I was about eight. By then, I had been into football for quite a while, so I guess my dad got me into it earlier. He used to play running back for the Southridge Rebels back when he was in school, I guess he noticed my interest and tried to get me into it. Both of my parents would often practice with me, as they know alot about the sport, and they told me anything I wanted to know about the game. Positions, strategies, famous games, why almost every position had the word "back" at the end of the name, anything and everything. Actually, I still don't know why almost every position ends with the word "back" but I don't really care. Dad didn't let me use his weights back then, 'cause at my age he was worried I would hurt myself and I probably would've, but he showed me some workouts to build strength and stuff like that, and I worked on those. I entered school a year later than most kids do, and the years went by with me training both body and mind; working hard physically and studying at school and at home. My parents believe it's important to be a very well rounded individual, so that nothing life does can catch you by surprise.

The years went by uneventfully, to be honest. I studied at school, practiced, studied some more, did some research into good sports schools, and occasionally watched some TV or some such with the family, but nothing special. By eleven, I knew I wanted to be in the NFL and get a scholarship to a good sports college, though I had also started taking boxing lessons at a local gym. Can't quite remember why I decided to do that, but I stuck with it, and it got me in pretty good shape, toughened me up a lot. I was already starting to get a strong build by thirteen, and was almost as strong as I am now when I was fifteen. I think it was a hormonal thing, but in my first three years of highschool I got in a lot of fights, and I mean a lot of fights. Seemed like there was at least one every day, especially in my Freshman year where it seemed like everyone took it on themselves to "break me in" or whatever. One of them even pulled a knife on me for whatever reason, but all he was able to do was give me a minor cut on the cheek that looked worse than it actually was; that guy's in jail now. After that cut healed, I tried out for the wrestling team and the JV football team, as that fight was particularly early in the year. With the wrestling team, I had actually been approached while the cut was healing by one of the wrestlers, who convinced me to use the pent up aggression I had at the time on the mat, I thought it was a good idea. Coach of the JV team thought I'd be better suited for Varsity after seeing my tryout, he claimed that he nearly pissed himself watching me, but I wanted to try JV first, until I had more experience. It was interesting being on both teams. I'd have to literally train in both constantly, even though their seasons were in different parts of the year, just to maintain my weight class and skill level in both. Constantly doing weights, building up strength, running, sparring, practicing drills, maintaining a diet, the occasional sauna visit, and studying hard in order to keep up with my school work on top of all that. Most of the time, I was completely exhausted after a day was done, and even then I'd occasionally get enough homework to keep me up most of the night. A lot of my Freshman year fights were probably caused by that fact, I was often exhausted and in a rotten mood because of it, so when some punk kid started causing trouble with me I'd be so irritated that I'd simply flatten him instead of talking things out. Never really had time for socializing outside of my teams at the time, most of the time I didn't give enough of a damn, and I didn't get along with the other JV football players or the wrestlers all too well. Regardless, both of my teams won their respective championships that year, and my efforts academically also paid off as I passed with pretty good grades. I spent the summer at several football camps to increase my skill level, and allowed myself to gain weight in order to move up a weight class. Whatever free time I had was spent studying some more so that I wouldn't get rusty, and I had an amateur fight that I won by knockout in the middle of August. Needless to say, the summer was almost as tiring as the school year was.

Sophomore year was a bit more mellow. I still got in the occasional scrap, sometimes I started it and sometimes the other guy did, but I was left alone more than I was in Freshman year. Usually fights in Sophomore year, as over the last year and the summer training camps I had calmed down and matured, were started by them throwing the first punch. They'd get all in my face, and I'd warn them to back off; if they didn't, sometimes I had to floor them. Literally at the beginning of the year, I was given a notification of my transfer to the Varsity football team, turns out that the JV coach had gone behind my back and had the Varsity coach accept me onto the team. I didn't have any idea about it until I got that notification telling me to report to the Varsity coach when the season started, didn't even need to try out or anything; technically I already had the year before. I met the team while reporting to the coach during the first practice. For the most part, they seemed like the typical football types, and they were pleasant enough when I was introduced to them, but I was very surprised when I found out the team captain was a girl. I'm not sexist or anything, and I know that boys and girls being on the same football teams is getting more common, but I just wasn't expecting it. Especially keeping in mind how small Evelyn is, smaller back then too. Nevertheless, and despite my natural protectiveness towards Evelyn due to the whole 'she's a girl' thing which I often had to restrain, we got along alright and did pretty well in both games and practices. Right now I can't remember how well we did that year, but whatever. It was otherwise more of the same from Freshman year, but fewer fights; the ones I did get into were usually because I stood up for some kid one or two of the team decided to pick on. Socially we got pretty close despite the occasional scrap, and I would easily call any one of them my friend. It also turned out that Evelyn and I have very similar goals in life; namely getting a good scholarship and getting into the NFL, it's more important for her because then she'd be the first female NFL player in history. Sometime right before the end of the year she had agreed to show me a training regime she came up with, though since I had an early morning workout geared towards both football and wrestling myself I simply decided to accompany her on her runs sometimes and then work on my own regime. It's stayed that way since.

Junior year was even more of the same, with even fewer fights and the fact that I started being friendlier towards everyone, but early on everybody was talking about something called 'Survival of the Fittest' and I'm not talkin' about Darwin's theory of evolution by natural selection here. Apparently some terrorists kidnapped a bunch of kids from their end of school trip last year and forced them into a contest similar to the Japanese 'Battle Royale' programs. I think it's bullshit, nobody would have the guts to do something like that to the USA, and nobody has enough lack of a conscience to do it and sleep at night either! I'm sorry, I shouldn't raise my voice like that. Moving on, someone had a DVD of the thing and offered to let me borrow it for a while though he warned me that the cameras suddenly gave out for good near the end of the ninth day of the game, but I refused. That shit's just sick, even if I'm sure it's fake. Football team started cutting down on their bullying, since by then I had pretty well made clear that I wouldn't put up with that kind of thing, though it still happened occasionally and there was the odd fight. Still, in terms of sports and the like everything went well. Of course, that was until Tyrese got shot in the face. Sent a shockwave through Highland Beach, and was one of the only things that took that SOTF bullshit out of Southridge's mind. Naturally, my parents and I pitched in money for his facial reconstruction surgery, and even that bully Montezzo said he'd help out. I don't know how exactly, but he implied help in more than a financial way, none of my business though. Otherwise, Junior year was very par for the course, but balancing all my training and studying was far less tiring by then than it was in Freshman year.

Over that summer, though, I got another letter, this time from a very high up person in the school board. I thought something bad was gonna happen, but apparently I was wrong, practically had a fucking heart attack when I read it. All the hours, all my effort and sacrifice, everything had paid off; I had gotten my scholarship! I would have to keep myself at my level, which meant continuing my constant training and study, but it was a small price to pay. My body was so used to it that it was like breathing anyway. Man, I can tell you right now I've been as high as a damn kite since I got that letter. This year I haven't really had much of a problem with anybody, all I've been concerned with is keeping my grades up and graduating peacefully so that I wouldn't risk gettin' in any trouble that would risk that scholarship. I've been goin' after it for most of my life, I'm not gonna let some stupid fight or something ruin it when it's so close. That's pretty much it though, sorry for bein' so long winded. Peace out, man."

'''Advantages:''' As mentioned before, he is extremely strong. He is also almost as quick as Evelyn, and skilled in hand to hand combat due to being on the wrestling team as well as his occasional boxing training. He has a high pain tolerance, and has a team full of friends to help him in the game, if they can be trusted. His laid back attitude makes it easy to make friends, as he's very approachable, while his literally almost black skin and his tendency to wear black allows him to blend into dark environments easily. Everyone in Southridge knows he is trustworthy, as well. He is surprisingly intelligent and will be very determined to survive and get back home. It's common knowledge that picking a fight with him is one of the stupidest things a Southridge student could do, so he may even face the scenario of people being reluctant to attack him or even actively avoiding him.

'''Disadvantages:''' His right knee was badly injured in the Shooters tournament and it was only fairly recently that he has made a full recovery. Because of this he isn't as fast as he used to be, and that knee is a weak spot in fights. He is also rather conscious about it, often going to lengths to avoid stressing the knee. He may trust his fellow team-mates too much for his own good, since each one of them is a good friend of his, and wouldn't even think of harming Evelyn or any other female on the island. On that note, he will literally go berserk if he sees someone hurt a woman, maybe enough to try to kill them; a potentially deadly weakness. He has no experience with guns and does not have medical training. In school, Darnell always opposed the football team's occasional bullying of the weaker students, to the extent that he even fought some of them sometimes. That could be a source of friction between the team, especially if most of them decide to play, which will provide a strong moral crisis for him. He trusts just about every Southridge student and doesn't think any of them, not even the football team, are capable of slaughter on SOTF's scale, so the first time he meets a "player" of the game will be a big shock for him. It should be noted that he did not think SOTF was real until this game, so he will naturally be very surprised about that.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 01

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slayer|Kyle]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Hedgeclippers 
'''Conclusions:''' Well now, B01 seems like he could be quite the contender here. He's got some pretty shady past history, so I at least expect the guy to put up a fight, maybe even slaughter a few people if he sees them hurting the fairer sex. My guess? He'll be taken out by one of the lovely ladies he'll probably wind up defending.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' N/A

'''Collected Weapons:''' Hedgeclippers (issued weapon)

'''Allies:''' [[Kallie Majors]], [[Ken Lawson]], [[Matthew Wittany]], [[Guy Rapide]]

'''Enemies:''' [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:''' ''"SHUT UP! Shut up! Shut up! SHUT THE HELL UP! They're NOT hurt, they're NOT dead, and you're GOING to fucking FIND them!"'' - '''''Forcing himself out of a self-deprecating rut before deciding to catch up with the rest of his group.'''''

''"Fuck you, Eddie. You say you want to fucking kill me? Let's see you try! Or are you all talk? Some coward who only goes after the weak, people who won't fight back because it makes them feel big to hurt people who can't defend themselves? People like Tanya, who probably wouldn't have hurt a fly?! Come on, Eduardo, just try to kill me, if you've got what it takes!"'' - ''''''Challenging [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]] to a fight when he realizes Eduardo intends to kill him.'''''

== Other/Trivia ==
*Darnell reveals in "Start - G07" that he has conflicting emotions regarding his friend [[Kallie Majors]] and can't seem to decide whether he's attracted to her or simply likes her as a friend.
*Darnell also reveals in "Start - G07" that even though he and [[Guy Rapide]] share mutual friends and hang out with the same clique that he has somewhat of a distaste for the other student and only tolerates him because the rest of his friends seem to like him.
*In "Best Served Cold", it is mentioned that [[Charlie Burchman]] is one of the only people Darnell hates.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Darnell, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1612 What's in the Past is History]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1810 Round One, Fight Four; Bobby vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1831 Round Two, Fight Two; Lance vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1839 Fight Night]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1864 TOURNAMENT FINAL: Paul vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1889 St. Francis Hospital, Come Broken and Leave Fixed]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2055 Start - G07]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2152 Best Served Cold]

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Darnell Butler

Slayer — Sat, 22 Mar 2008 02:44:24 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Darnell "The Bull" Butler 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 19 (went to school a year late) 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Football, for one. He's the fullback on the team, or one of them. He is also a star on the wrestling team, and trains intensely for both teams, hoping to get a scholarship to a good college from both. He can often be seen accompanying team captain Evelyn on her morning runs, though they both often joke about how he has slightly less stamina than she does. He then goes home to do several hours of strenuous weight training and other exercises, and occasionally trains at a local boxing gym (though he's had a couple of amateur fights, he has no intention on boxing professionally, his future is for the NFL and maybe Olympic wrestling, in his eyes). A rather odd hobby of his are films and shows from the seventies and eighties, having been born in 1989. He also likes classical music and sings occasionally (for a recent school talent show he sung "Vesti la giubba" from the opera Pagliacci). He's sometimes made fun of for this, but he shrugs it off, and would usually be one of the ones laughing loudest at jokes made about it.

'''Appearance:''' Standing at six foot even and weighing in at about one hundred eighty two pounds, Darnell Butler is not a very big guy. However, just about every ounce of those one hundred eighty two pounds is pure muscle, and he is very strong; strong enough, in fact, that in a football game he once picked up a 6'11, 300 pound opposing player and threw him to the ground, though this took a degree of effort and he mainly used the other player's momentum to his advantage. He has defined arm, gut, and leg muscles that almost look as if they threaten to rip right through his very dark, almost literally black (he's one of the few African-Americans who could boast that they actually ARE "black", if one were to be overly literal) skin, stretched taught over said muscle. His hair, usually in a buzzcut, is also black, and he has dark brown eyes. His facial features are overall "handsome", he has pearly white teeth and clear skin, along with high, pronounced cheekbones. His nose is slightly smashed in, as it was once broken in a fight, and he has a diagonal scar on his cheek from a fight in Freshman year when someone pulled a swiss army knife on him (side note; that student was expelled and is now in prison for attempted murder), but he doesn't mind. The girls don't either.

He tends to wear light, black clothing, usually t-shirts and shorts that go down to the knee, and he wears black Nike sneakers all the time (his favourite pair). On his right bicep is a tattoo of a cross, above which is written "In God I trust". While this all-black appearance might make him seem gloomy, he's actually a very laid back, friendly person.

'''Biography:''' "So, you want to know about my life? Eh, okay. Ya might want to sit down, kid, long story. Been around for nineteen years, after all. Anyway, I was born right here in Highland Beach, California, to two loving parents named Hajim and Mikaela Butler. Dad is a foreman at a local construction firm, and mom works at a computer company, customer service. You know, one of those people that's on the other end when you call because your computer messed up somehow. Between the two of them, we're a pretty well off family, a good family to be born into. Have to admit, I was pretty spoiled growing up, they cared a lot about me, still do. For obvious reasons, I can't remember much about back when I was a little baby, so I'll move on a bit if you don't mind.

Earliest I can remember very well was when I was about eight. By then, I had been into football for quite a while, so I guess my dad got me into it earlier. He used to play running back for the Southridge Rebels back when he was in school, I guess he noticed my interest and tried to get me into it. Both of my parents would often practice with me, as they know alot about the sport, and they told me anything I wanted to know about the game. Positions, strategies, famous games, why almost every position had the word "back" at the end of the name, anything and everything. Actually, I still don't know why almost every position ends with the word "back" but I don't really care. Dad didn't let me use his weights back then, 'cause at my age he was worried I would hurt myself and I probably would've, but he showed me some workouts to build strength and stuff like that, and I worked on those. I entered school a year later than most kids do, and the years went by with me training both body and mind; working hard physically and studying at school and at home. My parents believe it's important to be a very well rounded individual, so that nothing life does can catch you by surprise.

The years went by uneventfully, to be honest. I studied at school, practiced, studied some more, did some research into good sports schools, and occasionally watched some TV or some such with the family, but nothing special. By eleven, I knew I wanted to be in the NFL and get a scholarship to a good sports college, though I had also started taking boxing lessons at a local gym. Can't quite remember why I decided to do that, but I stuck with it, and it got me in pretty good shape, toughened me up a lot. I was already starting to get a strong build by thirteen, and was almost as strong as I am now when I was fifteen. I think it was a hormonal thing, but in my first three years of highschool I got in a lot of fights, and I mean a lot of fights. Seemed like there was at least one every day, especially in my Freshman year where it seemed like everyone took it on themselves to "break me in" or whatever. One of them even pulled a knife on me for whatever reason, but all he was able to do was give me a minor cut on the cheek that looked worse than it actually was; that guy's in jail now. After that cut healed, I tried out for the wrestling team and the JV football team, as that fight was particularly early in the year. With the wrestling team, I had actually been approached while the cut was healing by one of the wrestlers, who convinced me to use the pent up aggression I had at the time on the mat, I thought it was a good idea. Coach of the JV team thought I'd be better suited for Varsity after seeing my tryout, he claimed that he nearly pissed himself watching me, but I wanted to try JV first, until I had more experience. It was interesting being on both teams. I'd have to literally train in both constantly, even though their seasons were in different parts of the year, just to maintain my weight class and skill level in both. Constantly doing weights, building up strength, running, sparring, practicing drills, maintaining a diet, the occasional sauna visit, and studying hard in order to keep up with my school work on top of all that. Most of the time, I was completely exhausted after a day was done, and even then I'd occasionally get enough homework to keep me up most of the night. A lot of my Freshman year fights were probably caused by that fact, I was often exhausted and in a rotten mood because of it, so when some punk kid started causing trouble with me I'd be so irritated that I'd simply flatten him instead of talking things out. Never really had time for socializing outside of my teams at the time, most of the time I didn't give enough of a damn, and I didn't get along with the other JV football players or the wrestlers all too well. Regardless, both of my teams won their respective championships that year, and my efforts academically also paid off as I passed with pretty good grades. I spent the summer at several football camps to increase my skill level, and allowed myself to gain weight in order to move up a weight class. Whatever free time I had was spent studying some more so that I wouldn't get rusty, and I had an amateur fight that I won by knockout in the middle of August. Needless to say, the summer was almost as tiring as the school year was.

Sophomore year was a bit more mellow. I still got in the occasional scrap, sometimes I started it and sometimes the other guy did, but I was left alone more than I was in Freshman year. Usually fights in Sophomore year, as over the last year and the summer training camps I had calmed down and matured, were started by them throwing the first punch. They'd get all in my face, and I'd warn them to back off; if they didn't, sometimes I had to floor them. Literally at the beginning of the year, I was given a notification of my transfer to the Varsity football team, turns out that the JV coach had gone behind my back and had the Varsity coach accept me onto the team. I didn't have any idea about it until I got that notification telling me to report to the Varsity coach when the season started, didn't even need to try out or anything; technically I already had the year before. I met the team while reporting to the coach during the first practice. For the most part, they seemed like the typical football types, and they were pleasant enough when I was introduced to them, but I was very surprised when I found out the team captain was a girl. I'm not sexist or anything, and I know that boys and girls being on the same football teams is getting more common, but I just wasn't expecting it. Especially keeping in mind how small Evelyn is, smaller back then too. Nevertheless, and despite my natural protectiveness towards Evelyn due to the whole 'she's a girl' thing which I often had to restrain, we got along alright and did pretty well in both games and practices. Right now I can't remember how well we did that year, but whatever. It was otherwise more of the same from Freshman year, but fewer fights; the ones I did get into were usually because I stood up for some kid one or two of the team decided to pick on. Socially we got pretty close despite the occasional scrap, and I would easily call any one of them my friend. It also turned out that Evelyn and I have very similar goals in life; namely getting a good scholarship and getting into the NFL, it's more important for her because then she'd be the first female NFL player in history. Sometime right before the end of the year she had agreed to show me a training regime she came up with, though since I had an early morning workout geared towards both football and wrestling myself I simply decided to accompany her on her runs sometimes and then work on my own regime. It's stayed that way since.

Junior year was even more of the same, with even fewer fights and the fact that I started being friendlier towards everyone, but early on everybody was talking about something called 'Survival of the Fittest' and I'm not talkin' about Darwin's theory of evolution by natural selection here. Apparently some terrorists kidnapped a bunch of kids from their end of school trip last year and forced them into a contest similar to the Japanese 'Battle Royale' programs. I think it's bullshit, nobody would have the guts to do something like that to the USA, and nobody has enough lack of a conscience to do it and sleep at night either! I'm sorry, I shouldn't raise my voice like that. Moving on, someone had a DVD of the thing and offered to let me borrow it for a while though he warned me that the cameras suddenly gave out for good near the end of the ninth day of the game, but I refused. That shit's just sick, even if I'm sure it's fake. Football team started cutting down on their bullying, since by then I had pretty well made clear that I wouldn't put up with that kind of thing, though it still happened occasionally and there was the odd fight. Still, in terms of sports and the like everything went well. Of course, that was until Tyrese got shot in the face. Sent a shockwave through Highland Beach, and was one of the only things that took that SOTF bullshit out of Southridge's mind. Naturally, my parents and I pitched in money for his facial reconstruction surgery, and even that bully Montezzo said he'd help out. I don't know how exactly, but he implied help in more than a financial way, none of my business though. Otherwise, Junior year was very par for the course, but balancing all my training and studying was far less tiring by then than it was in Freshman year.

Over that summer, though, I got another letter, this time from a very high up person in the school board. I thought something bad was gonna happen, but apparently I was wrong, practically had a fucking heart attack when I read it. All the hours, all my effort and sacrifice, everything had paid off; I had gotten my scholarship! I would have to keep myself at my level, which meant continuing my constant training and study, but it was a small price to pay. My body was so used to it that it was like breathing anyway. Man, I can tell you right now I've been as high as a damn kite since I got that letter. This year I haven't really had much of a problem with anybody, all I've been concerned with is keeping my grades up and graduating peacefully so that I wouldn't risk gettin' in any trouble that would risk that scholarship. I've been goin' after it for most of my life, I'm not gonna let some stupid fight or something ruin it when it's so close. That's pretty much it though, sorry for bein' so long winded. Peace out, man."

'''Advantages:''' As mentioned before, he is extremely strong. He is also almost as quick as Evelyn, and skilled in hand to hand combat due to being on the wrestling team as well as his occasional boxing training. He has a high pain tolerance, and has a team full of friends to help him in the game, if they can be trusted. His laid back attitude makes it easy to make friends, as he's very approachable, while his literally almost black skin and his tendency to wear black allows him to blend into dark environments easily. Everyone in Southridge knows he is trustworthy, as well. He is surprisingly intelligent and will be very determined to survive and get back home. It's common knowledge that picking a fight with him is one of the stupidest things a Southridge student could do, so he may even face the scenario of people being reluctant to attack him or even actively avoiding him.

'''Disadvantages:''' His right knee was badly injured in the Shooters tournament and it was only fairly recently that he has made a full recovery. Because of this he isn't as fast as he used to be, and that knee is a weak spot in fights. He is also rather conscious about it, often going to lengths to avoid stressing the knee. He may trust his fellow team-mates too much for his own good, since each one of them is a good friend of his, and wouldn't even think of harming Evelyn or any other female on the island. On that note, he will literally go berserk if he sees someone hurt a woman, maybe enough to try to kill them; a potentially deadly weakness. He has no experience with guns and does not have medical training. In school, Darnell always opposed the football team's occasional bullying of the weaker students, to the extent that he even fought some of them sometimes. That could be a source of friction between the team, especially if most of them decide to play, which will provide a strong moral crisis for him. He trusts just about every Southridge student and doesn't think any of them, not even the football team, are capable of slaughter on SOTF's scale, so the first time he meets a "player" of the game will be a big shock for him. It should be noted that he did not think SOTF was real until this game, so he will naturally be very surprised about that.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 01

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slayer|Kyle]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Hedgeclippers 
'''Conclusions:''' Well now, B01 seems like he could be quite the contender here. He's got some pretty shady past history, so I at least expect the guy to put up a fight, maybe even slaughter a few people if he sees them hurting the fairer sex. My guess? He'll be taken out by one of the lovely ladies he'll probably wind up defending.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' N/A

'''Collected Weapons:''' Hedgeclippers (issued weapon)

'''Allies:''' [[Kallie Majors]], [[Ken Lawson]], [[Matthew Wittany]], [[Guy Rapide]]

'''Enemies:''' [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:''' ''"SHUT UP! Shut up! Shut up! SHUT THE HELL UP! They're NOT hurt, they're NOT dead, and you're GOING to fucking FIND them!"'' - '''''Forcing himself out of a self-deprecating rut before deciding to catch up with the rest of his group.'''''

''"Fuck you, Eddie. You say you want to fucking kill me? Let's see you try! Or are you all talk? Some coward who only goes after the weak, people who won't fight back because it makes them feel big to hurt people who can't defend themselves? People like Tanya, who probably wouldn't have hurt a fly?! Come on, Eduardo, just try to kill me, if you've got what it takes!"'' - ''''''Challenging [[Eduardo Trinidad Villa]] to a fight when he realizes Eduardo intends to kill him.'''''

== Other/Trivia ==
*Darnell reveals in "Start - G07" that he has conflicting emotions regarding his friend [[Kallie Majors]] and can't seem to decide whether he's attracted to her or simply likes her as a friend.
*Darnell also reveals in "Start - G07" that even though he and [[Guy Rapide]] share mutual friends and hang out with the same clique that he has somewhat of a distaste for the other student and only tolerates him because the rest of his friends seem to like him.
*In "Best Served Cold", it is mentioned that [[Charlie Burchman]] is one of the only people Darnell hates.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Darnell, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1612 What's in the Past is History]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1810 Round One, Fight Four; Bobby vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1831 Round Two, Fight Two; Lance vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1839 Fight Night]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1864 TOURNAMENT FINAL: Paul vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1889 St. Francis Hospital, Come Broken and Leave Fixed]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2055 Start - G07]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2152 Best Served Cold]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Darnell Butler. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Darnell Butler

Slayer — Sat, 22 Mar 2008 02:42:11 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Darnell "The Bull" Butler 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 19 (went to school a year late) 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Football, for one. He's the fullback on the team, or one of them. He is also a star on the wrestling team, and trains intensely for both teams, hoping to get a scholarship to a good college from both. He can often be seen accompanying team captain Evelyn on her morning runs, though they both often joke about how he has slightly less stamina than she does. He then goes home to do several hours of strenuous weight training and other exercises, and occasionally trains at a local boxing gym (though he's had a couple of amateur fights, he has no intention on boxing professionally, his future is for the NFL and maybe Olympic wrestling, in his eyes). A rather odd hobby of his are films and shows from the seventies and eighties, having been born in 1989. He also likes classical music and sings occasionally (for a recent school talent show he sung "Vesti la giubba" from the opera Pagliacci). He's sometimes made fun of for this, but he shrugs it off, and would usually be one of the ones laughing loudest at jokes made about it.

'''Appearance:''' Standing at six foot even and weighing in at about one hundred eighty two pounds, Darnell Butler is not a very big guy. However, just about every ounce of those one hundred eighty two pounds is pure muscle, and he is very strong; strong enough, in fact, that in a football game he once picked up a 6'11, 300 pound opposing player and threw him to the ground, though this took a degree of effort and he mainly used the other player's momentum to his advantage. He has defined arm, gut, and leg muscles that almost look as if they threaten to rip right through his very dark, almost literally black (he's one of the few African-Americans who could boast that they actually ARE "black", if one were to be overly literal) skin, stretched taught over said muscle. His hair, usually in a buzzcut, is also black, and he has dark brown eyes. His facial features are overall "handsome", he has pearly white teeth and clear skin, along with high, pronounced cheekbones. His nose is slightly smashed in, as it was once broken in a fight, and he has a diagonal scar on his cheek from a fight in Freshman year when someone pulled a swiss army knife on him (side note; that student was expelled and is now in prison for attempted murder), but he doesn't mind. The girls don't either.

He tends to wear light, black clothing, usually t-shirts and shorts that go down to the knee, and he wears black Nike sneakers all the time (his favourite pair). On his right bicep is a tattoo of a cross, above which is written "In God I trust". While this all-black appearance might make him seem gloomy, he's actually a very laid back, friendly person.

'''Biography:''' "So, you want to know about my life? Eh, okay. Ya might want to sit down, kid, long story. Been around for nineteen years, after all. Anyway, I was born right here in Highland Beach, California, to two loving parents named Hajim and Mikaela Butler. Dad is a foreman at a local construction firm, and mom works at a computer company, customer service. You know, one of those people that's on the other end when you call because your computer messed up somehow. Between the two of them, we're a pretty well off family, a good family to be born into. Have to admit, I was pretty spoiled growing up, they cared a lot about me, still do. For obvious reasons, I can't remember much about back when I was a little baby, so I'll move on a bit if you don't mind.

Earliest I can remember very well was when I was about eight. By then, I had been into football for quite a while, so I guess my dad got me into it earlier. He used to play running back for the Southridge Rebels back when he was in school, I guess he noticed my interest and tried to get me into it. Both of my parents would often practice with me, as they know alot about the sport, and they told me anything I wanted to know about the game. Positions, strategies, famous games, why almost every position had the word "back" at the end of the name, anything and everything. Actually, I still don't know why almost every position ends with the word "back" but I don't really care. Dad didn't let me use his weights back then, 'cause at my age he was worried I would hurt myself and I probably would've, but he showed me some workouts to build strength and stuff like that, and I worked on those. I entered school a year later than most kids do, and the years went by with me training both body and mind; working hard physically and studying at school and at home. My parents believe it's important to be a very well rounded individual, so that nothing life does can catch you by surprise.

The years went by uneventfully, to be honest. I studied at school, practiced, studied some more, did some research into good sports schools, and occasionally watched some TV or some such with the family, but nothing special. By eleven, I knew I wanted to be in the NFL and get a scholarship to a good sports college, though I had also started taking boxing lessons at a local gym. Can't quite remember why I decided to do that, but I stuck with it, and it got me in pretty good shape, toughened me up a lot. I was already starting to get a strong build by thirteen, and was almost as strong as I am now when I was fifteen. I think it was a hormonal thing, but in my first three years of highschool I got in a lot of fights, and I mean a lot of fights. Seemed like there was at least one every day, especially in my Freshman year where it seemed like everyone took it on themselves to "break me in" or whatever. One of them even pulled a knife on me for whatever reason, but all he was able to do was give me a minor cut on the cheek that looked worse than it actually was; that guy's in jail now. After that cut healed, I tried out for the wrestling team and the JV football team, as that fight was particularly early in the year. With the wrestling team, I had actually been approached while the cut was healing by one of the wrestlers, who convinced me to use the pent up aggression I had at the time on the mat, I thought it was a good idea. Coach of the JV team thought I'd be better suited for Varsity after seeing my tryout, he claimed that he nearly pissed himself watching me, but I wanted to try JV first, until I had more experience. It was interesting being on both teams. I'd have to literally train in both constantly, even though their seasons were in different parts of the year, just to maintain my weight class and skill level in both. Constantly doing weights, building up strength, running, sparring, practicing drills, maintaining a diet, the occasional sauna visit, and studying hard in order to keep up with my school work on top of all that. Most of the time, I was completely exhausted after a day was done, and even then I'd occasionally get enough homework to keep me up most of the night. A lot of my Freshman year fights were probably caused by that fact, I was often exhausted and in a rotten mood because of it, so when some punk kid started causing trouble with me I'd be so irritated that I'd simply flatten him instead of talking things out. Never really had time for socializing outside of my teams at the time, most of the time I didn't give enough of a damn, and I didn't get along with the other JV football players or the wrestlers all too well. Regardless, both of my teams won their respective championships that year, and my efforts academically also paid off as I passed with pretty good grades. I spent the summer at several football camps to increase my skill level, and allowed myself to gain weight in order to move up a weight class. Whatever free time I had was spent studying some more so that I wouldn't get rusty, and I had an amateur fight that I won by knockout in the middle of August. Needless to say, the summer was almost as tiring as the school year was.

Sophomore year was a bit more mellow. I still got in the occasional scrap, sometimes I started it and sometimes the other guy did, but I was left alone more than I was in Freshman year. Usually fights in Sophomore year, as over the last year and the summer training camps I had calmed down and matured, were started by them throwing the first punch. They'd get all in my face, and I'd warn them to back off; if they didn't, sometimes I had to floor them. Literally at the beginning of the year, I was given a notification of my transfer to the Varsity football team, turns out that the JV coach had gone behind my back and had the Varsity coach accept me onto the team. I didn't have any idea about it until I got that notification telling me to report to the Varsity coach when the season started, didn't even need to try out or anything; technically I already had the year before. I met the team while reporting to the coach during the first practice. For the most part, they seemed like the typical football types, and they were pleasant enough when I was introduced to them, but I was very surprised when I found out the team captain was a girl. I'm not sexist or anything, and I know that boys and girls being on the same football teams is getting more common, but I just wasn't expecting it. Especially keeping in mind how small Evelyn is, smaller back then too. Nevertheless, and despite my natural protectiveness towards Evelyn due to the whole 'she's a girl' thing which I often had to restrain, we got along alright and did pretty well in both games and practices. Right now I can't remember how well we did that year, but whatever. It was otherwise more of the same from Freshman year, but fewer fights; the ones I did get into were usually because I stood up for some kid one or two of the team decided to pick on. Socially we got pretty close despite the occasional scrap, and I would easily call any one of them my friend. It also turned out that Evelyn and I have very similar goals in life; namely getting a good scholarship and getting into the NFL, it's more important for her because then she'd be the first female NFL player in history. Sometime right before the end of the year she had agreed to show me a training regime she came up with, though since I had an early morning workout geared towards both football and wrestling myself I simply decided to accompany her on her runs sometimes and then work on my own regime. It's stayed that way since.

Junior year was even more of the same, with even fewer fights and the fact that I started being friendlier towards everyone, but early on everybody was talking about something called 'Survival of the Fittest' and I'm not talkin' about Darwin's theory of evolution by natural selection here. Apparently some terrorists kidnapped a bunch of kids from their end of school trip last year and forced them into a contest similar to the Japanese 'Battle Royale' programs. I think it's bullshit, nobody would have the guts to do something like that to the USA, and nobody has enough lack of a conscience to do it and sleep at night either! I'm sorry, I shouldn't raise my voice like that. Moving on, someone had a DVD of the thing and offered to let me borrow it for a while though he warned me that the cameras suddenly gave out for good near the end of the ninth day of the game, but I refused. That shit's just sick, even if I'm sure it's fake. Football team started cutting down on their bullying, since by then I had pretty well made clear that I wouldn't put up with that kind of thing, though it still happened occasionally and there was the odd fight. Still, in terms of sports and the like everything went well. Of course, that was until Tyrese got shot in the face. Sent a shockwave through Highland Beach, and was one of the only things that took that SOTF bullshit out of Southridge's mind. Naturally, my parents and I pitched in money for his facial reconstruction surgery, and even that bully Montezzo said he'd help out. I don't know how exactly, but he implied help in more than a financial way, none of my business though. Otherwise, Junior year was very par for the course, but balancing all my training and studying was far less tiring by then than it was in Freshman year.

Over that summer, though, I got another letter, this time from a very high up person in the school board. I thought something bad was gonna happen, but apparently I was wrong, practically had a fucking heart attack when I read it. All the hours, all my effort and sacrifice, everything had paid off; I had gotten my scholarship! I would have to keep myself at my level, which meant continuing my constant training and study, but it was a small price to pay. My body was so used to it that it was like breathing anyway. Man, I can tell you right now I've been as high as a damn kite since I got that letter. This year I haven't really had much of a problem with anybody, all I've been concerned with is keeping my grades up and graduating peacefully so that I wouldn't risk gettin' in any trouble that would risk that scholarship. I've been goin' after it for most of my life, I'm not gonna let some stupid fight or something ruin it when it's so close. That's pretty much it though, sorry for bein' so long winded. Peace out, man."

'''Advantages:''' As mentioned before, he is extremely strong. He is also almost as quick as Evelyn, and skilled in hand to hand combat due to being on the wrestling team as well as his occasional boxing training. He has a high pain tolerance, and has a team full of friends to help him in the game, if they can be trusted. His laid back attitude makes it easy to make friends, as he's very approachable, while his literally almost black skin and his tendency to wear black allows him to blend into dark environments easily. Everyone in Southridge knows he is trustworthy, as well. He is surprisingly intelligent and will be very determined to survive and get back home. It's common knowledge that picking a fight with him is one of the stupidest things a Southridge student could do, so he may even face the scenario of people being reluctant to attack him or even actively avoiding him.

'''Disadvantages:''' His right knee was badly injured in the Shooters tournament and it was only fairly recently that he has made a full recovery. Because of this he isn't as fast as he used to be, and that knee is a weak spot in fights. He is also rather conscious about it, often going to lengths to avoid stressing the knee. He may trust his fellow team-mates too much for his own good, since each one of them is a good friend of his, and wouldn't even think of harming Evelyn or any other female on the island. On that note, he will literally go berserk if he sees someone hurt a woman, maybe enough to try to kill them; a potentially deadly weakness. He has no experience with guns and does not have medical training. In school, Darnell always opposed the football team's occasional bullying of the weaker students, to the extent that he even fought some of them sometimes. That could be a source of friction between the team, especially if most of them decide to play, which will provide a strong moral crisis for him. He trusts just about every Southridge student and doesn't think any of them, not even the football team, are capable of slaughter on SOTF's scale, so the first time he meets a "player" of the game will be a big shock for him. It should be noted that he did not think SOTF was real until this game, so he will naturally be very surprised about that.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 01

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slayer|Kyle]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Hedgeclippers 
'''Conclusions:''' Well now, B01 seems like he could be quite the contender here. He's got some pretty shady past history, so I at least expect the guy to put up a fight, maybe even slaughter a few people if he sees them hurting the fairer sex. My guess? He'll be taken out by one of the lovely ladies he'll probably wind up defending.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' N/A

'''Collected Weapons:''' Hedgeclippers (issued weapon)

'''Allies:''' [[Kallie Majors]], [[Ken Lawson]], [[Matthew Wittany]], [[Guy Rapide]]

'''Enemies:''' [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:''' ''"SHUT UP! Shut up! Shut up! SHUT THE HELL UP! They're NOT hurt, they're NOT dead, and you're GOING to fucking FIND them!"'' - '''''Forcing himself out of a self-deprecating rut before deciding to catch up with the rest of his group.'''''

== Other/Trivia ==
*Darnell reveals in "Start - G07" that he has conflicting emotions regarding his friend [[Kallie Majors]] and can't seem to decide whether he's attracted to her or simply likes her as a friend.
*Darnell also reveals in "Start - G07" that even though he and [[Guy Rapide]] share mutual friends and hang out with the same clique that he has somewhat of a distaste for the other student and only tolerates him because the rest of his friends seem to like him.
*In "Best Served Cold", it is mentioned that [[Charlie Burchman]] is one of the only people Darnell hates.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Darnell, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1612 What's in the Past is History]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1810 Round One, Fight Four; Bobby vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1831 Round Two, Fight Two; Lance vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1839 Fight Night]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1864 TOURNAMENT FINAL: Paul vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1889 St. Francis Hospital, Come Broken and Leave Fixed]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2055 Start - G07]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2152 Best Served Cold]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Darnell Butler. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Ric Chee

Slayer — Tue, 18 Mar 2008 07:11:17 GMT

Slayer: /* Threads */

'''Name:''' Ricardo Chee 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 20 
'''Grade:''' 12th (missed a significant amount of schooling due to a serious injury. Read: hit in the face repeatedly with a baseball bat) 
'''School:''' Southridge High School 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Previously addicted to baseball, Ricardo (or Ric) no longer wants to have anything to do with it. Ric’s primary interests nowadays are keeping to himself and keeping other people away from him.

'''Appearance:''' Until recently, Ric looked like something out of a nightmare. Whilst he is still no looker, plastic surgery has done wonders to rebuild a large amount of damage. Previously afflicted with a completely smashed nose, Ric now has a rebuilt and normal looking (although surgical) nose. However, Ric still shows extensive signs of damage, his right cheek is caved in, and he is missing about eight teeth. Ric always has a slightly maniacal gleam in his eyes, both of which are green. Not long back, Ric had the majority of his long curly hair cut, and now it barely covers his forehead. Ric is around 6 feet tall, previously he was slim to the point of scrawiness, but has put on a bit of weight since his surgery, now weighing in at approximately 147 pounds . Even though he is slender, Ric is surprisingly strong, having a certain wiriness about him.

Although he has no fixed code of dress, Ric has taken to wearing some bandages around his neck like a form of neckerchief. A mannerism which he has not explained to anyone.

'''Biography:''' Ricardo (commonly known as Ric) has Spanish roots, there’s no doubt about that, but despite both of his parents being from Spain itself, and being fluent in Spanish, Ric is equally attached to America, where he has lived since the age of five.

Ric grew up stable and for the most part, happy. There was plenty to see in America, just enough that he wasn't homesick all of the time, though he had occasional twinges. These passed as time went on and Spain receeded into the past. One of the only memories he has left is of once being given a pair of sunglasses by an older brother, Ric still has them around somewhere, and he occasionally takes them out to remind himself where he comes from.

Ric had two older brothers, one lives in Spain, who he barely remembers (except for the aforementioned sunglasses giving) the other... well, that one would be best not to mention. This brother (Juan) having a much better memory of Spain, and unable to adapt properly to America, grew more and more withdrawn. Eventually, word came out of just what he was doing and taking to lift his depression. At the time the young Ric didn't understand what "drugs" were, except that they were bad. Following an argument with his parents, Juan ran from home and threw himself under a train.

Ric was traumatised by his brother's death, and he became very easily upset and sensitive for some weeks. Eventually, his parents hired a carer to look after him (as they both had to work after the end of his school day, and he could no longer be relied upon to make his own way home) The change in Ric was incredible as he was laughing within minutes of being introduced to the carer. He, in essence, became a third parent, and whilst sad to see him depart after several months, Ric still has great memories of the time he spent with who he considered another brother.

Ric likes the country and likes most of the people… well at least he used to. Whilst practicing his baseball in the park one day, with a group – some of whom he know and others that he didn’t, he stumbled whilst pitching a ball. Ric had a very fast pitch, and if it hit you, it hurt. As they were foolishly practicing without helmets, or indeed any sort of protective gear, the wayward baseball cracked the guy in bat squarely in the face, breaking his nose with sickening impact. The young Ric, horrified that he had hurt somebody so badly, rushed to his aid, only to find the injured party had flown into a rage. Ric was hit in the head was the bat three times before the assailant was pulled off him, by that time he was both senseless and very badly injured.

As a result of this injury, Ric didn’t only have physical damage, but mental damage as well. After recovering after a long time out of school, Ric had to spend a further seven months in rehab, trying to sort himself out again. Ric is gradually getting better, and he is less crazy than some think him to be, but any mention of baseball causes him something very much akin to physical pain.

Ric is still on medication to keep him calm and to stop him flying into rages as often as he used to, he is taking this less and less, as he feels it makes him docile rather than normal. Few notice the change in him however, so Ric is pleased within himself that he appears to be recovering better than anybody thought he would.

Ric has managed to slowly ease himself back into school, and he is for the most part unbothered by others, probably due to his somewhat scary appearance. Ric is content for it to stay that way, he won’t bother people as long as they don’t bother him, and Ric for the most part enjoys quietly minding his own business.

Ric acts a little crazier than he actually is, as he gets afraid when people get near him – especially if they touch him. He dislikes this as he feels that if they’re close enough to touch him, they’re close enough to hit him, which might end up damaging him again. (Irrational, but deep-seated in his psyche) He is far more relaxed around those he knows very, very, well. Ric is affectionate and playful amongst friends, though he has few, so only the very perceptive ever see this other side of him.

Ric's school life was steered further into normality upon his parents paying for him to have plastic surgery in order to reconstruct his mutilated nose. The effect on Ric (despite some difficulties eating for a while, due to be swathed with bandages) was extremely positive, and he is now far more outgoing. On the other hand, he is still considered 'weird' and he has taken on some rather sinister ideas regarding several of his current and past tormentors.

'''Advantages:''' Ric is more clever and less crazy than he lets on, and is also quite strong considering how slender he is for his height. Following the surgery, Ric is more in control of himself than ever before, and knows exactly what he is doing. However, he may also lose it totally, whether or not that is a good thing is debatable.

'''Disadvantages:''' Almost everybody finds him weird and avoids him; he has next to no friends as a result. Whilst not as ugly as before, his face can still give people pause, and can freak out if people get too close to him. In addition a measure of unpredictability is yet another deterrent.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 36

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Clueless]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Bag of Leaves 
'''Conclusions:''' *chortle* I wish I could say B36 had a chance in this game, but...he got a bag of leaves! *snicker* Poor bastard should just lay down and die, it'll be quicker than what the other students will do to him. Maybe if he's still a bit...off from that injury, he can get creative, though. Especially if a certain baseball bat weilding maniac is on the island...

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:'''

'''Killed by:'''

'''Collected Weapons:''' Bag of Leaves (issued weapon), Stick (given to by [[Neil Sinclair]])

'''Allies:''' [[Neil Sinclair]], [[Evan Angler]]

'''Enemies:'''

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

*''"Danya we think you really suck - 
''You are one sick fuck! 
''Though you've put us in this game 
''We're not a fire that you can tame! 
''I'm not much a singer, that is true, 
''But what is it that we're coming for you!" '''- Literally 'singing a song' for Danya, accompanied by Neil Sinclair on his guitar.'''

 

*''"Look. I know things don't seem too great right about now, but the truth of the matter is: we're in this, for better or for worse. We're in a bad situation, maybe an impossible one, but we can't just lay down and die. Even if we end up failing to make any difference at all, the important thing is that we tried,"'' '''- To Evan Angler, attempting to comfort him as he has something of a breakdown.'''
 

*''Face it Ric. It ain't gonna happen. You fucked up your life by being too competitive and too prideful. This is just the icing on the cake. If you hadn't refused to admit you weren't as good as O'Cann, you'd have graduated by now, and would probably be watching this show in horror. Heh... fucking SOTF...'' '''- Ric dwells on his own shortcomingss.'''
 

*''I'd tell you that talking to yourself was the first sign of madness, but it would be like telling a blind person looking into the sun was bad for your vision...'' '''- Ric is goaded by his alter-ego 'The Spaniard'.
 

*''"LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"'' '''- The constant prescence of The Spaniard is too much for Ric to handle.'''

== Other/Trivia ==
*Ric's nickname on the baseball team was "Super Spaniard" Chee.
*Thusfar, Ric has been decidedly schizophrenic: plagued consistantly by a voice referring to itself as past version of the troubled ex-baseballer. This was not originally planned for Ric, it simply emerged as the game began.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Ric, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1571 Lunch Broken]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2095 If There's No One Beside You...]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2126&st=15&#last Fuck the Game]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2153 Fade Into You]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2207 Misery's end]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Ric Chee. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Daniel Brent

Slayer — Tue, 18 Mar 2008 07:09:49 GMT

Slayer: Technically, he's not there yet, but he will be. I just thought I'd note it down in advance.

'''Name:''' Daniel Brent 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 18 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' He doesn't seem to have any at all. As far as anyone else has seen, he literally has no interest in almost anything life has to offer. However, he is an administrator on one of the biggest SOTF fansites/forums ever made under the username of "Zero", and is almost always online, posting frequently. Paintball is one of the few things he likes, and he's pretty good at it. He also roleplays online and is well known on the RP boards he frequents to be a great writer, though something of an arse. He loves the game Bioshock, despite his observation that building a city like Rapture would be impossible with modern technology, let alone technology in the 50's.

'''Appearance:''' Daniel Brent is not attractive in any sense of the word. He reached the height of 5'5 at thirteen and never grew any taller, creating some rather jarring size differences with the rest of Southridge's class of '07 (this lack of size being one of the reasons behind his embitterment and a part of his inferiority complex). Very thin in build, he seems to have almost no muscle on him at all, and his ribs can be seen through his skin. No matter how much he eats, he never gains any weight. Therefore, despite being quite short, he still has a very lanky build. His facial features can be described as akin to a rat. In fact, comparing a picture of his face to one of a rat's face yeilds almost identical results, if furrier on the rat's part. He has blackheads sporadically scattered all over his face, mainly on the sides of his head near the temple, hideous yellowish teeth that are crooked and malformed in every way (in fact, some parts of his gums have shown signs of rotting recently), and very bushy eyebrows that produce a thick unibrow that seems to regrow the instant it's shaved (this is a metaphor, it obviously doesn't instantly regrow). He has thin brown hair on his head that always looks dirty, which is very coarse to the touch, with a small moustache under his nose. His eyes are a dull blue when they don't appear bloodshot, with his right eye being lower than his left. His legs have a great deal of hair on them, in contrast to the almost total lack of body hair anywhere else. He tends to slouch, and almost never stands completely straight. His skin is sickeningly pale, though not due to albinism, more because of the sheer amount of time he spends shut inside, usually practically locking himself in his room once he gets home from school. It's truly rare that anyone sees him outside his home, not including when he is at school. He wears whatever he feels like at the time, but on the trip (and consequently during the game) he wears a white short-sleeved t-shirt, red sweatpants, a black Southridge Rebels baseball cap, and brown Adidas sneakers. In a case of bitter irony, his parents are far more attractive than he is, causing him to believe he is a genetic "mistake", furthering his opinion that he should never have been born.

'''Biography:''' Even Daniel himself would admit his life has been entirely uneventful so far. Nothing has happened to make it interesting or out of the ordinary in any way. He was born in Highland Beach to two parents of average income, in a nice home that wasn't too lavish but not too shabby. His parents cared for him, spoiled him occasionally but not too much, and he grew up with what he wanted within reason. His parents raised him well, and initially he was a happy and cheerful child. Very friendly, very sociable, the younger Dan Brent was always outside playing with somebody or something when he was able to. Always laughing and happy, while being solemn and mature when he needed to be, Dan was the pride of his parents. He rarely ever seemed to have a down day, and through the school years gained his fair share of friends. Everyone liked the boy, it seemed. It didn't matter if he won or lost the game, or what happened that day, he just wanted to live life and have fun doing it. His parents fought occasionally, but were very close. Overall it seemed the model family, with a good life. Nothing to brag about, but definitely nothing to complain about either. Really the entire portion of his early life has been that of a typical young boy, nothing remarkable ever really happening to him.

When he hit the age of thirteen, everything seemed to change, despite having yet to have anything significant happen to him. Inexplicably, he started to suddenly become angry, bitter, and cynical. For reasons unknown even to him his mood constantly got worse and worse. He was seeing insults where there were none, mistaking observations for cruel judgments. Even the smallest remark was taken for a vicious attack, and his perceptions of the peers he used to be such great friends with became twisted. His mind made the boy who always wanted to play with him a merciless bully who was trying to humiliate him at every turn. Recommendations were considered attempts at brainwashing. Everywhere Daniel looked his eyes showed him a horrible, evil world filled with horrible, evil people who wanted nothing more than to break him. Seeking refuge, he turned to the Internet and found communities online where he fit in, shutting out the real world. The happy and social Daniel of the past years slowly turned into the depressed, reclusive Daniel he is now. The news and articles online told only of gruesome atrocities and crimes, his interactions with "real" people yeilding only selfish people who seemed to think only of hurting others to place themselves higher in society. Talking to his parents constantly gave him the feeling of badly-veiled hatred and contempt, only hidden to preserve a masquerade everyone had long since grown tired of. The people he met on the forums seemed to him to be the only decent people around, and he spent many sleepless nights in front of the computer in his room. Day after mundane day passed, and while he gave an impression of indifference to every day events, he grew more and more miserable. More hateful. The classes he didn't fail he just barely passed, and he bottled up every one of his emotions, never allowing himself any outlet. Middle school and high school slowly passed by, and he gradually started to direct the hatred and blame inwards, at himself. Everyone else seemed so perfect, while he screwed up everything he ever tried. Everyone was stronger, more attractive, smarter, just better than him in every way. Nobody showed him any respect, he didn't deserve any; he never beat anybody at anything, he wasn't good enough. Everyone deserved their lives far more than he did his, and beneath the thin layer of indifference boiled intense jealousy. The jealousy eventually turned into fury, and the fury once more turned into pure hatred of all others. The only time in his life he prayed to God, he prayed for a chance to have revenge on his "betters".

19 June, 2005 is an infamous day the world over, the day that the first official SOTF Act (now known as SOTF v1) began. By now everyone knows the events that transpired on that day and the days after it, so this biography will not cover them. However, that day was a turning point in Daniel's life. SOTF quickly became his new obsession, and he was hooked almost immediately. He avidly followed the story of Hawley Faust, and when he finally died switched to Adam Dodd, who he followed up to the point where the cameras gave out, leaving only static until reception returned roughly a day later with a notice that the game had ended with Adam as the winner. For the days afterward he went about his normal business, but from then on his mind contained fantasies of being in the SOTF act himself, committing various acts of murder and mayhem. It was brutal, it was real, and more importantly it was his chance. A chance to get back at everyone, to finally do something about the raw emotions that had been contained for so many years. He quickly rose to prominence as "Zero" on one of the biggest SOTF fansites, and grew to love everything SOTF. His family and peers never brought it up, though, as he showed no signs of wanting to play the game himself, only appearing to have an odd interest in the game. "SOTF v2" the next year fueled his interest even more, increasing his desire to be on an island where he has to kill his classmates to earn freedom.

Of course, going through the next year, Daniel Brent had no idea just how real his fantasies were about to become, and that what very well may be the only interesting thing to happen in his life is also likely to be the last. If God is real, He must have decided he owes Daniel big time.

'''Advantages:''' He avidly watched both previous games, and thus knows some useful survival strategies for the game. An excellent liar despite his lack of charisma, it won't be difficult for him to get people to believe his version of any given event. He's a fast runner, nowhere near as fast as the famous Evelyn Richinson but still quick, though he doesn't give himself credit for that, also being great at stealth and overall staying unnoticed. His cold hatred for everyone and everything means he will not need much to convince him to kill everyone else. An avid paintball player, he understands the basics of firearms and is a pretty good shot. He'd vehemently deny it, but he is quite intelligent when he needs to be. He assumes everyone else hates him, so he won't trust anyone on the island. For one, trust is kind of out of place when you try to kill anyone you see. He has a very strong stomach, and easily justifies things to himself, so it's likely he won't be too affected by the things he does or sees. He is eerily calm about most situations, at least until the shit really starts to hit the fan. His hearing is exceptional. Finally, he is the last person most would expect to start killing people, which he will do with little remorse, so when he tries to murder someone they might be caught off-guard and unable to retaliate. 

'''Disadvantages:''' Daniel is a coward, first and foremost. This cowardice reaches to the point that he occasionally jokes that the only reason he hasn't killed himself is that he is too afraid of death. Dan has cripplingly low self esteem and confidence, always second guessing himself on everything. He has convinced himself that he is worthless trash and that not only does everyone hate him, but they'd all be better off if he hadn't been born. It's almost more likely that upon waking up on the island he'll promptly commit suicide than kill anyone else. Weak, prone to making stupid mistakes, and not a good fighter at all, physically he's outmatched by almost everyone. He constantly screws up, lacks patience, and added to the fact that he has only just barely passed every year since seventh grade one wonders if there is truth to his claims that he can't do anything right. His assumption that everyone else hates him is completely unfounded, and therefore others who have tried to interact with him have become alienated by him. He will have few allies. He doesn't remember things very well most of the time, which could be a problem.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 35

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slayer|Kyle]]. He has corrected some spelling errors, but otherwise no edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' [[Hawley Faust]] bobblehead doll 
'''Conclusions:''' It takes all kinds here in SOTF - the rich kids, the jocky kids, kids who take drugs and kids whose parents couldn't care less about them. Then, we have the 'poor me' types like B35. While he's got potential to motivate, unless he manages to find a better weapon, B35 might just hide away and die. That is, of course, unless he plans on bobbleheading everyone to death. (cackle)
== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' N/A

'''Collected Weapons:''' [[Hawley Faust]] bobblehead doll (issued weapon, thrown away), spear (made from materials found in the hospital)

'''Allies:''' Tried to make [[Paul Smith]] an ally.

'''Enemies:''' [[Paul Smith]]? [[Owen Fontaine]], [[Madison Conner]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

== Other/Trivia ==
*Daniel Brent is a heavily exaggerated version of his handler, [[Slayer|Kyle]], except for the fantasies of killing his classmates and his position as an administrator on an SOTF fansite (which is a bit of an in-joke, referencing [[Slayer|Kyle]]'s staff positions in SOTF).

*His designated weapon is slightly ironic, as during the initial SOTF game Daniel was a fan of [[Hawley Faust]].

*He has the same initials as [[Darnell Butler]] (DB), but this is unintentional and has no actual significance.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Daniel, in chronological order.''

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2080 Pomme de Terre]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2158 Lady So Divine]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2207 Misery's end]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Daniel Brent. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Franklin Central High School

Slayer — Mon, 17 Mar 2008 04:38:35 GMT

Slayer:

{| border="1" align="right"
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Name
|Franklin Central High School
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Type
| Senior High School
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Location
| Indianapolis, Indiana
|-style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Colors
| Royal Blue and White
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Mascot
| Flashes
|}

All that is currently known about this high school is that [[Jeremy Torres|Jeremy]] and [[Ryan Torres|Ryan]] Torres attended prior to being abducted for season one of SOTF. The school also at one time faced [[Barry Coleson High School]]'s team in a wrestling meet, where some speculate that [[Jeremy Torres]] may have wrestled [[Uriel Hunter]], but the outcome of this meet has not yet been shown.

[[Category: High Schools]]

Northside High School

Slayer — Mon, 17 Mar 2008 04:19:01 GMT

Slayer:

{| border="1" align="right"
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Name
|Northside High School
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Type
| Senior High School
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Location
| Highland Beach, California
|-style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Colors
| Red and Silver
|- style="background:lightgrey; color:black"
! Mascot
| Patriots
|}

Northside is the second of two high schools known to be in Highland Beach, with the other being its rival in sports, [[Southridge High School]] (the featured school on season three of the game). As of yet not much is known about Northside other than its location in the ghetto area of the city and its rivalry with Southridge.

''More to come...''

== Trivia ==
*Northside is mistakenly referred to as ''Northridge High School'' by a number of different handlers throughout pre-game and V3.

[[Category: High Schools]]

Josh Goodman

Slayer — Sun, 16 Mar 2008 13:21:11 GMT

Slayer: /* Other/Trivia */

'''Name:''' Joshua Goodman 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 18 
'''Grade:''' 12th 
'''School:''' Southridge Highschool 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' He has a great interest in chemistry and biochemistry along with an even greater interest to keep his knowledge on all things scientific growing.

'''Appearance:''' The amount of pent up energy within this man seems to be limitless. He is lean and wiry, almost catlike in his movements, and has an inner rage that is waiting to violently release at any moment. Ever impatient, ever resentful, ever angry, he is in constant movement.

His hair is a dull black, yet still kept in excellent condition. Worn long, the hair is tied back to form a loose ponytail. Because his hair is so fine, however, at the slightest gust of wind, the loose hair flies in the direction of the wind. Only two bangs escaped the confines of the tail, and hang loosely in front of his eyes. Sharp, defined eyebrows frame a pair of eyes that are strange in both shape and coloring. Gray seems to be what his pupils reflect; yet at the same time, they almost seem yellow. A typical aristocratic nose, sharp and long, graces his long face. This makes a sharp contrast to his wide, grinning mouth. His skin has a strange coloring as well, the bastard mixture of many different races so that the best description would be grayish-white and is complimented with a none too conspicuous black goatee.

His arms and legs are both lean. There are defined lines of muscle, but they are not the muscles of one who lifts large weights or takes pleasure in strength. These muscles are those that naturally come with one who exercises daily with lots of running. And yet, behind these muscles, there is a surprising strength that betrays appearances.

'''Biography:''' Eighteen years ago a boy was born to Mary and Joseph Goodman, the fourth child to be born from the couple and the only son Joseph Goodman was ecstatic to have a son and promised to do everything he could to make the boy great. Though his ambition was admirable, they where improbable as Joseph was only one of the many Chemical engineers working at the plant in the small town that Joshua would grow up in. Joseph could only raise the boy the best that he could in hopes that he'd be great in his own right...helping an already great child was much easier than making a defunct child great.

Over time, the boy grew, as all children do. There was something that set Joshua apart from most other children, however; from all signs, he was a genius. The boy began reading at three years old and, by the time he reached five, Joseph was stealing rather complex science books for his son; not that his son was quite that far along yet, but the man, seeking to uphold the promise he made to himself on the day of his son’s birth, was nothing if not encouraging. And Joshua, a child with an insatiable curiosity, would delve into these books the moment they were handed to him. He spent every waking moment working his way through the complex texts that were intended for people over three times his age. At first, his understanding was minimal. But, in an alarmingly short period of time, things started making sense. By the time he was eight years old, science was Joshua’s bread and butter. It was his sacred manna. It was the breath of life from God himself.

And, shortly after turning eight, Joshua was introduced the—at the time—extremely crude and informal junior engineer academy at his father's work. Receiving instruction from the head engineer himself, as was normal at that point for the sons and daughters of the engineers, Joshua fell into the engineering arts quite naturally. What surprised most was his ability for integrating his knowledge of chemicals, anatomy, and psychology into his practice of the trade at such a young age. The boy was set aside to be trained made an intern and begin taking courses immediately, which he was quite satisfied with. His instruction turned from basic chemistry knowledge to the more advanced and technical field of using those skills to make products and most importantly -what the chemical factory was known for- products with military applications. Of course Joshua only received text book instruction on the making of these products and due to his age, he wouldn't be making any products for the company- as that would be breaking several under aged labor laws-, but the head of the company simply put this off as a "waiting game" until Josh turned eighteen. Joseph was so proud of his son.

Despite this proud ness, Joseph had been going through some of the worst years of his life. While his son had recently become a rising star in the field, his last few projects where failures, his intellectual status had hit a plateau, and he felt he was only days away from being laid off from the company. Over the following weeks his social life began to dwindle as well, while his daughters focused upon their highschool lives and Joshua focused upon his studies (the boy was still in elementary school) and Mary focused upon the housewives Joseph found himself in the alleyways focusing on a life filled with drugs, sex, and alcohol. Though not even these could sate his feelings of inferiority.

He could suffer no more.

On Joshua’s tenth birthday, Joseph rose before anybody else in the family. He gave Mary, still as beautiful as the day he met her, a last kiss as a parting, she remaining quite asleep through it after a night of passion unparalleled for a number of years. He snuck to each of his children’s rooms, giving them each a special present. Joshua’s was several new science texts and his father‘s wedding band. Joseph left a note on the inside of the “door” to their home and left without looking back once. This was it. The man had his pride and he would not suffer the disgrace of living as a meaningless drone at his company. All or nothing. His movements were purposeful, heading constantly towards his target: The factory. His aim: Destroy it and everyone else in it.

Heading towards his office, placing the makeshift bomb in his desk, he smiled for a moment before detonating it. His plan had failed though -as he was the only causality along with their being no injuries- and for everyone else looked like a suicide. Nobody was sure why Joseph would do such a thing, but they simply shook their head as their eyes turned to his son. The man’s funeral was a quiet affair, his best friend one Peter Wright giving the eulogy and comforting the now crying widower...Joshua’s scowl growing bigger as he became intent on fulfilling his father’s dream.

''The Diary of Joshua Goodman, 3 months before his 13th Birthday

''So, I guess I get to continue getting dealt sunshine and candy. I should have suspected something sooner. I really should have. My mother is getting remarried. The date? The day before my birthday. The groom?

''My father’s blood brother Peter Wright.

''Let me explain everything. After my father died, my mother was having problems providing food and whatnot for all of us kids. Peter’s intentions—at first—seemed harmless enough, at first just dropping off food and the occasional bit of clothing or random gift for the family. In time, I would often return from my work at school only to find Peter and my mother chatting in family room. Before long, his visits became more and more frequent. Longer. More involved with other members of my family.

''And, at dinner, the two announced this grand betrayal of theirs. Actually, from what I can gather, they were only announcing it to me. It seems my sisters already tossed their lot in with this Judas a few weeks ago. I immediately got up from the table and exited the house to vomit. It felt like everything I had eaten since the day my Father had died came out. My mother came out to check on me and, before I could summon the composure to speak, he was there, right behind her. He called me son. I felt like ripping every bone from his body slowly, dipping him into a pit of acid, and forcing my mother to watch. But no. I didn’t do that. I stood and went straight to my room, pushing past the two and ignoring the inquiries from my sisters. I don’t know if I can handle this. How can they do this? How can they betray my Father like this?

''I just don’t understand.

''The Journal of Joshua Goodman, his 13th birthday

''Happy birthday to me. It is just barely my birthday, a few minutes past midnight. There is nobody in the house other than the newlyweds and myself. I can’t fucking stand this. As I am writing this, my mother and my Father’s best friend are fucking in my Father’s bed. In my Father’s house. That asshole is invading what will always belong to and only to my Father. He is taking the last thing he ever gave to my mother from her: the memory of his love.

''GODDAMMIT! All this, and she moans like a whore! Of course, they don’t know I am here. According to plans, all of us kids were supposed to be away for the next few days. I had a bad day. A fucking horrible day. I saw Peter take everything from his sworn brother by blood-rite. His lust at the entire ceremony was disgusting, the side comments and leers at my mother making me physically ill. I am so goddamn tired of this. I want to scream at them that I can hear them, that these walls are paper-thin and I can hear every…

''I can’t believe it. I can’t fucking believe it. The filth coming out of their mouths, being shouted and screamed amid the obscene grunts, it’s just unbelievable. I will not write it down. How dare my mother degrade herself like this? WHORE. WHORE.

''I believe it is time I leave this place. I can’t imagine this every day. I can’t imagine having to smell the adultery on my mother, my Father’s true love, betraying him. I must pack. I will be gone tomorrow.

''After I confront them.''

The years went by quickly, far too quickly for Joshua’s liking as he continued to be a growing star in the company, the company that not only insured his own intellectual development, but sustained his family -as Peter also worked there-, the confrontation? His mother siding with Peter was the straw that broke the camel’s back, but said broken back also provided for the whole construction of the plan. On his father’s funeral he had sworn to fulfill his father’s dream, not even Joshua in all of his genius could foresee him fulfilling it in such a monumental way. The destruction of the entire company, crippling his mother financially and emotionally -penance for the betrayal given to his father- and most importantly, killing Peter. Though the plan didn’t happen overnight, no it required three years of in-depth planning and covert and often dangerous methods...the first step was gaining access to the company.

That in and of itself was rather simple, he had been involved in it for years and long had been established as someone who would be a head engineer at the company one day, it took little convincing for him to be given an all access pass and soon he took in the habit of taking notes in every department, gaining the companies blueprints under the grounds that he was going to use it for an architectural class and also noted several features that would lead him to his chosen method of poisoning. The company building was built roughly forty years ago and had no windows in it along with several heavy doors, while this was routinely joked about for the employees it became clear to Joshua that the company building was built as a bomb shelter in the 1960’s and was designed to not allow any gases in or out.

The next step was organizing something to let the employees out for a good amount of time. His influence rising in the company, he organized a mandatory trip that would last for two days -a reward for a growing amount of sales- and after everyone left for the trip he simply went in with only a pair of gloves and loosened one of the bigger gas containers...a case of Carbon Monoxide allowing it too leak into the air and locked up the company door. He was chosen specifically for his trust worthiness to lock up and he went a step further by turning off the security camera’s so his action wasn’t even monitored, after that he went onto the trip and after two days of having fun with the members of the company everyone returned to work, because they went straight from the trip to work everyone arrived at the same time.

Arrival was set on a Monday, so Joshua understandably had school and after shaking hands with the owner he simply went off, smiling at the ingeniousness of his plan.

Over the course of the weekend Carbon Monoxide had been leaking into the air for two days straight, with the assistance of the air vents it was well distributed along with their being an erroneous amount of it spread (1.28% of the air was Carbon Monoxide) the poisoning reacted quickly and everyone in the company was rendered unconscious after two or three breaths...death occurred in roughly three minutes. The news that night reported the tragedy, over one thousand dead, no survivors. The loosening of the Carbon Monoxide container (which was filled with only the finger prints of the dead) was deemed an accident and due to his low standing -he was only a intern after all- but high regard in the company, foul play (much less Joshua‘s involvement in it) was never even suspected.

''The Diary of Joshua Goodman, his 18th birthday

''I should get an Oscar for my performance, but as my family sleeps I can finally put the fake tears to an end. With Peter’s funeral done I am the leader of the family and I have arranged for us to go too Highland Beach to live with my father’s family, Mary stopped her tears for a moment to commend Peter and how he raised me.

''I nearly slapped her in the face. But, now that this ordeal is done I can only smile. Most people after being responsible for the deaths of one thousand people would go on this whole thought process of how their hands are now stained with blood. That is for the most part unnecessary. None of my victims bled.''

'''Advantages:''' Extremely well versed in biology, psychology, and most importantly chemistry. He is virtually a MacGyver when it comes to the construction of chemicals and poisons out of nothing, along with the fact that human life holds very little value in his eyes.

'''Disadvantages:''' He’s not as physically powerful as some of his competition and also is known to only consider the good in his plan and not the flaws. He also is known for saying and doing things solely to see the consequences of his actions...not a very smart move when dealing with some people.

'''Designated Number:'''Male Student no. 18

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slacker|Bukowski]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Taurus Millenium 
'''Conclusions:''' This kid's got potential, I mean, how can you say someone who got away with wiping out an entire factory DOESN'T have potential in SOTF? Kill a thousand or so adults, wiping out a class of high school kids should be cake by comparison, right? Despite the fact that he's not as strong as, say, B01, that Taurus of his will be a great equalizer. I've got faith in this one, the way I see it, the only way he won't carry this competition is if he mouths off to the wrong person... one a lot bigger or a lot quicker on the trigger.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' [[Blood Boy]]

'''Collected Weapons:''' Taurus Millenium (issued weapon, to Blood Boy)

'''Allies:''' None

'''Enemies:''' [[Blood Boy]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:''' Josh's journey began near the barracks, where he decided to flip a coin to decide his fate. The coin flip was confirmation that Josh Goodman would play Danya's game. His first victim? [[Blood Boy]]. At least, that's how it was supposed to be. As soon as he spotted Blood Boy, Josh gave chase. However, Josh hadn't counted on the other contestant having already laid traps along the barracks. Josh was nearly killed in his pursuit of Blood Boy when he triggered an explosive trap, barely managing to survive the onslaught of the jury-rigged device. The trap gave Blood Boy enough of a distraction to form another trap inside the barrack he had fled into. Josh Goodman never saw it coming as he burst into the barrack and stepped directly into the pool of blood that Blood Boy had diverted the electrical cords into. Josh was electrocuted.

'''Post-Game Evaluation:''' What could have been a big game motivator, offed because he wasn't being observant. How tragic.

'''Memorable Quotes:''' ''“I would say resistance is futile, but that might be a bit too mad scientist for my taste.”''

== Other/Trivia ==
While chasing [[Blood Boy]], Josh stepped on and detonated a land mine. This was the first time one of the many booby traps in the jungle was featured.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Josh, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1835 A Meeting of the Minds]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1847 Singing in the Rain]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1725 Out on the Town and Out of the Closet]

'''V3'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2042 Blood and Thunder]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Joshua Goodman. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Main Page

Slayer — Sun, 16 Mar 2008 09:42:00 GMT

Slayer:

== Survival of the Fittest ==
Survival of the Fittest is a [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_Royale Battle Royale] based roleplaying site. The premise of the game is simple: you are a student who, along with the rest of your class, has been thrown onto an island, fitted with an explosive collar, issued a weapon, and given the ultimate ultimatum: kill or be killed. Survival of the Fittest, more commonly known as "SOTF", differs from its inspiration in that unlike most BR-oriented roleplays, SOTF has its own unique storyline, unique characters, and a whole plethora of unexpected happenings. Interested yet? You should be. Battle Royale never got this extreme.

Survival of the Fittest: Version 1 has come and gone. The original roleplay lasted from June 19th, 2005 until August 26th, 2006. In August, construction on the ending for the first version of SOTF commenced. As of the current date, Version 1's "Endgame" has been released to the public. Boy #77: [[Adam Dodd]] beat out [[Cody Jenson]], [[Sidney Crosby]], and [[Jack O'Connor]] to win SOTF v1. The second game began on October 30, 2006. Version 2 was scaled down from the global event that Version 1 was. Instead, four schools, all out of the metropolitan area of Denton, New Jersey, were captured and placed in the game.

The second in Danya's series of deadly games is finally over. After roughly nine days of fighting on the island, Boy #12, [[Bryan Calvert]], defeated [[Mariavel Varella]] to become the sole survivor and win SOTF v2. Now that the winner has emerged, all that is left is to wait for the official ending to be released. V3 has begun, and is in full swing as we anticipate the exciting end of v2, and the fun yet to come in v3!

== Site Navigation ==
'''The Websites''' 
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2 Survival of the Fittest, Version III] - Version III of SOTF is now underway, come register your character and join in the carnage now!
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?act=idx Survival of the Fittest] - The site may have long since been retired, but the story lives on! Dive into V1 to discover the roots of SOTF.

'''General Information''' 
*[[Announcements]] - This is a list of all of the announcements made by Danya during the course of SOTF V1, V2, and V3.
*[[SOTF ACT]] - An explanation on the original ACT.
*[[Vital Information]] - All you could ever need to know about SOTF, in one easy-to-access spot.
*[[Danya]] - The man, the myth, the legend himself.
*[[The Terrorists|Terrorists]] - Read up on the men and women behind the SOTF ACT, and follow up on the mysterious figure known as Mr. Danya.
*[[V.I.P.'s|VIPs]] - Of course, the students on the island are some of the most important characters in any Survival of the Fittest storyline, but they certainly aren't the only characters. Within, information on important story characters -- spanning from the terrorists to notable students -- can be found.
*[[Handlers]] - Check out the competition here! Within, the handlers you'll be roleplaying alongside are listed. You can also find the staff within.

'''Version III''' 
*[[Storyline]] - What was supposed to be a fun weekend for the senior class of Southridge High School quickly turned into hell on earth. Learn about their tragic fates within.
*[[V3 Locations|Locations]] - With another new game comes another new playing field. Check out all the new locations on which the V3 kids will be battling for their lives, complete with maps of the indoor areas! ''Note: This information is currently incomplete.''
*[[V3 Characters|Students]] - Read up on the latest batch of kids chosen to kill each other dead!
*[[V3 Death Order|Death Order]] - A list of all those who have passed into the great unknown while playing SOTF, in the order in which they died
*[[Southridge High School]] - A list of students (along with who handles them) and the clubs and organizations to which they belong.

'''Version II'''
*[[V2 Storyline|Storyline]] - Read up on the abductions of Bathurst, Franklyn Senior, Hobbsborough, and P.J. Gilroy here! ''(Notice: Mild Content Warning)''
*[[V2 Locations|Locations]] - Brand new island, and lots of brand new locations!
*[[V2 Characters|Students]] - Indulge in the diversity of the new student roster, even if there aren't any international schools this time around.
*[[V2 Death Order|Death Order]] - The list of dead and soon-to-be-dead in a handy numerical order.
*[[Class Rosters]] - Ever wonder just who all your character shared classes with? Here, you'll find a list of the homerooms and which students occupied them.

'''Version I'''
*[[V1 Storyline|Storyline]] - The storyline for the original SOTF.
*[[V1 Handlers|Handlers]] - Go back to the past and meet the handlers of the V1 characters!
*[[V1 Locations|Locations]] - The areas in which the first round of students fought for their lives!
*[[V1 Characters|Students]] - Take a look at the various students that fought for their lives during the first installment of SOTF!
*[[V1 Death Order|Death Order]] - The final list which displays who died, when, and who killed them, in numerical order.
*[[Goofs]] - Based off of the IMDB.com pages of the same name, a list of all the "goofs" made in the first round of SOTF.
* [[V1 Unapproved Characters|Unapproved Characters]] - Not all characters scheduled to participate in the first SOTF made it into the game. Who were they, and how did they avoid the game? Find out here!

'''Version 0'''
*[[V0 Characters|Students]] - Ever wonder just who participated in the very first SOTF? Read up on the students from [[Aberthol High School|Aberthol]] and [[Shaker High School|Shaker High]], the first two classes forced to fight to their deaths, right here!
*[[Aberthol High School]] - Information regarding the school SOTF's first winner, [[Sydney Morvran]], attended.
*[[Shaker High School]] - Information regarding the second school to compete in v0 and a link to its real life counterpart's Wikipedia article.

Adwin Green

Slayer — Sun, 16 Mar 2008 03:14:13 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Adwin Green 
'''Gender:''' Female 
'''Age:''' 17 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Adwin is an avid musician and pot head, she can always be found behind the school during free periods smoking it up. She plays the Electric Guitar and takes dance, all while maintaining an A average.

'''Appearance:''' : Adwin stands at about five foot eleven, towering above most girls her age. Her body is skinny but plump in that she has large almost perfect curves. Her skin is shade of light brown, a milky chocolate sort of color. Her eyes are big and wide, sometimes giving her the appearance of an owl. Her full lips can almost always be seen in a smile, parting to make way for laughter and showing off her white teeth.

She has long flowing black hair that can always be seen tied back and put into pigtails. One thing most people notice when they see her is her large breasts, which is a bit of a soft spot for her. She is nearly completely shaved with extremely smooth skin that shimmers when the sun is at it's lowest. She looks to have very light muscles but in reality she is extremely fit and strong. She spends nearly three hours a day practicing her dancing and generally working out to maintain her body.

Her attire can be summarized with the word: unique. Normally wearing multicolored tank tops with many strange designs on them along with a pair of tight fitting jeans. She wears black converse all stars and can be seen with two wrist bands on at all times. She wears large golden hoop earrings which her mother gave to her.

Her guitar of choice is a Gibson Les Paul Deluxe, Sunburst colours. She can normally be seen with it in the case strapped to her back. She carries most of her fantastic products in there as well along with her special bong "Mr. Magestic" A large glass pipe covered in etchings and colourings. She carries a green metal pipe in her pocket with her as well. She carriest wireless headphones which she normally wears around her neck and mostly listens to the radio while stocking stuffs at her workplace and in the library at school.

'''Biography:''' Adwin was born in South Africa to her mother, Imena Green. During the first ten years of her life she lived in a small village in South Africa with her mother, who was a relief worker in the village providing care and treatment to the area. She was a quiet child who would play with all the other children. Meanwhile however nearby rebels were threatening to attack if not given support or supplies, the village refused to give in.

What followed next could only be described as a massacre, the people of the village were killed and the entire are burned and razed so nothing could ever grow there again. Both Adwin and her mother managed to survive, but only barely. They were evacuated out of the country and soon found a home in the Americas where they would spend the rest of their life, somewhat haunted by the past which they narrowly escaped. Adwin opened up when she first got to America and developed many interests, but still remembered her old friends from back in the village.

The first thing Adwin did in America was learn how to play the Electric Guitar, she played for a long time until she became one of the best people in her entire town. Through her music friends she found another passion, weed. It became quite the pass time for her and she eventually began growing her own, which she shared with her friends from time to time. Even with the influence of drugs she manage to stay a straight A student, and worked at the local Record store on weekends and occasional after school. She even became a dancer, to tone her body and mind.

Her mother went to Med School and became a nurse, which meant she spent many hours out of the house. She knew about her daughter’s pass times, and she was mainly okay with it as long as it wasn’t done in their house. They both went to Therapy once a month to work out the issues of the village.

Adwin continued to live a normal and comfortable life, making friends and living life to it’s fullest.

'''Advantages:''' Adwin is very fit and lean, quick on her feet and very street smart. She’s able to get along with people extremely well and can make almost anyone laugh. She’s very tough and can find a way out of any situation if she tries.

'''Disadvantages:''' Adwin is not always in her right state of mind and thus can tend to take things very unseriously. If someone managed to bring up the village or anything corresponding to it she could shut down and close herself off from the rest of the world. Her own stubbornness can sometimes be her downfall.

'''Designated Number:''' Female Student no. 22

'''''The above biography is as written by [[ZigZaggerty]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Nails x12 
'''Conclusions:''' Normally I would make some comment about how G22 is just another punk who deserves to meet a gruesome end, but I do so love potheads. They might be the bane of American society, but they're always so enjoyable to watch. I hope she's the paranoid type that gets high and thinks the cops are after her! That'll provide the nation with hours of amusement!

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' [[Paul Smith]]

'''Collected Weapons:''' Nails (issued weapon)

'''Allies:''' None

'''Enemies:''' [[Paul Smith]], [[Corbin Arlen]], [[Khrysta Lawrence]], [[Meredith "Mary" McKay]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

== Other/Trivia ==
*Sometime near the beginning of senior year, Adwin hooked up with [[Paul Smith]]. Unbenowst to Paul, an incident that was quite obviously a fling between the two wound up becoming more to Adwin, who had managed to convince herself that she had feelings for Paul over the course of the year.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Adwin, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1606 Ringo's Records]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1735 Slap Bass is for Chumps]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1783 Life is a Crowded Hallway]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2062&st=30 Motion Isn't Meaning]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Adwin Green. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Randy Flagg

Slayer — Fri, 14 Mar 2008 09:22:27 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Randy Flagg 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 18 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge High School 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Flagg’s main source of pleasure come from the school’s Debate club, where he always plays the offense. He’s also a member of the running team, though most of his friends know him as more of a walker than a runner.

'''Appearance:''' Flagg can be described as average, with a long tan face. He’s always smiling with pearly white teeth, a smile the continuously seems to grow wider as things go in his favor. His eyes are a dark color, most people have simply stated that they are black seeing as noone has gotten close enough to him to look long enough to figure out the hue. His hair is a tangle of brown lustrous locks which always seems to look just right.

Flagg’s clothing consists mainly of a plain black t-shirt, denim jeans, and dusty old cowboy boots. However what some people say is the most strange thing about Flagg is his denim jacket, the front being covered in a large assortment of buttons. A pig wearing a police hat, a smiley face with a bullet hole right in the forehead, and the popular peace sign are there, all shined and relaying a statement which most people are unable to grasp (even Flagg doesn't know why he chooses the buttons he does, he just likes the way they look).

One thing about Flagg which most people can attest to is he is extremely calm under pressure, his smile almost never leaving his face. They can also elaborate to the fact that no matter what situation he can remain charming.

'''Biography:''' Randy was born Randall C. K. Flagg, but was otherwise always known as Randy. He was born to Frannie and Stu Flagg in the neighboring town of Castle Rock, he commutes from there to school on a daily basis. His mother was the overbearing homemaking mother archetype while his dad worked at the local post office, delivering the mail daily to their neighborhood. Randy grew up comfortably while maintaining his secrecy.

Such a boring life does things to a child, the same routine everyday led to a constant need for something to enter his life. Some form of the extra-ordinary, something unique only to him, it never came. He became disillusioned, and he receded into his own mind. The parents didn’t notice, only concerned with getting through the every day struggle (they thought he was just a rather dull boy.) Something deep inside Flagg grew, and he decided to be the one in control of his

Flagg quietly and complacently worked through school life, gaining the respect of his teachers through amazing school work and his quiet and respectable attitude. The other students payed no attention to him, h made no effort to garner their attention either. The one occasion that surprised everyone before his entrance into High School was his speech as class valedictorian upon graduating Middle School, an event which held no importance to Flagg whatsoever. What teachers and students described afterwards as powerful and frightening. Only the people in the small cramped auditorium know what happened in there, but so far none have even begun to speak of it (This pleased Flagg greatly, seeing as it gave him some form of respect among his peers).

By the time he reached High School he had it completely worked out. He knew how people worked, and he began to exploit that. His charisma and natural talents at public speaking he became a popular student to both his peers and teachers. Only few have ever seen the rage and greed behind Flagg’s usually cheerful demeanor, and most of those few are quickly destroyed by rumours spread by Flagg himself. He has set himself in a high position, ready to move on to the real world and spread real chaos.

'''Advantages:''' Flagg is extremely manipulative to a degree of professionalism, his unbreakable charisma keeps most people under his sway. Flagg, in reality, is a total sociopath with no care for his peers and is more than willing to kill to get what he wants.

'''Disadvantages:''' Those who know Flagg for who he is are deeply afraid of the obvious psychopath beneath the pleasant facade. If things don’t go his way, he steadily begins to unravel, say the right things and he could lose control, causing more trouble for himself than anything.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 43

'''''The above biography is as written by [[ZigZaggerty]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Pickaxe 
'''Conclusions:''' So he's a manipulative sociopath, eh? I must say, I'm quite intrigued by this B43. If he can manipulate his fellow students into killing one another off for him, he won't have to soil his own hands. And, we won't have to undergo that pesky little formality of announcing his name with his kills, so he'll be free to slaughter anyone that he pleases!

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:'''

'''Killed by:''' [[Keith Jackson]], shot.

'''Collected Weapons:''' Pickaxe (issued weapon)

'''Allies:'''

'''Enemies:'''

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

== Other/Trivia ==
''Coming soon...''

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads containing Randy, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1608 Living on the Other Side of Life]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2102 Those Who Stray...]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Randy Flagg. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Keith Jackson

Slayer — Fri, 14 Mar 2008 09:22:08 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Keith Jacksom 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 18 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Rugby, Football, Tennis, Prom Planning Comittee, World of Warcraft

'''Appearance:''' The very first thing that comes to mind when one stares at Keith Jackson is just how well-built the strapping senior really is. Standing at six feet exactly, Keith is the epitome of what a wrestler might be built like. Muscular and fit, he's the typical 'widely known school athlete'. His well-formed body is a result of many days spent in his garage, lifting weights and keeping on top of his own personal fitness. He never wanted to be muscley, not like the wrestlers that you see on television, but rather lean and fit, more than anything. Even so, he's the kind of guy who all the guys look at in the locker room and wish they had his kind of physical shape. Keith keeps his dirty blond hair short and spiked, mainly so that it doesn't bother him while he's playing football.

While Keith has a very impressive physique, especially for someone who's only eighteen years old, nobody would ever know if he didn't decide to show it off, at least a little. While not being outwardly pompous or arrogant, he dresses well, usually wearing collared shirts that conform well to his body mass. In fact, he very rarely wears baggy clothing, making the exception only when he's working out, or if he's feeling ill, which isn't often. Keith's blue eyes have a good humor about them, not necessarily indicating an active sense of humor, but rather stating that he is the kind of person who handles problems when they come to him, and deals with things as they arrive at his doorstep.

'''Biography:''' Keith was born in a suburb of Los Angeles, moving to Highland Beach when he was about six. His parents nurtured him and his three siblings (two sisters and a younger brother) like they would any family, and so to say that Keith and his siblings came out normal might be a bit of an understatement. There were never any severe emotional or personal issues in the family, making things seem fairly average and everyday. Not a lot can be said in regards to Keith's parents; they're your everyday, average folk. His father works for the local newspaper as a columnist for the sports section, and his mother (who has just resumed her career after having four children) is a financial advisor.

When he was younger, Keith often found himself left with nothing to do. He was proficient enough in school to finish a good portion of his work in the assigned work periods, and his parents insisted that he complete any work he had as soon as he arrived home, before he did anything else. Originally, he fought this, but later realized it to be good practice for the future, and kept to that routine. As he got older, he found himself with less to do at home, and decided to take up some private hobbies of his own. The first thing that he began to do was exercise. Keith had always enjoyed sports, and so working out seemed like a natural thing to do to kill time. At first it was just a jog around the block, but as he entered his teens he began to take it a little more seriously. Of course, working out wasn't all that Keith did, as it didn't give him enough in the way of entertainment value. Like any warm-blooded American teenager, Keith watched his fair share of television and had a good deal of friends, but he still found himself bored whenever he was at home and not working out. This was when Keith turned to his computer.

His father had always had one, and Keith'd never really payed it much interest until he was about 14, his father explaining the ins and outs of the system to him so that if he wasn't around, Keith would know how to fix any problems. It was one day that Keith came home from school with no homework to do and found his older sister playing around on some computer game called 'the Sims'. This immediately piqued Keith's interest and he began to actively play video games. He wouldn't allow them to take up too much of his time, but he still tried to play at least a bit every day, as he enjoyed the challenge of the games. Soon, however, the novelty wore off. It was here that he discovered the multiplayer aspect of these games. No sooner than he did this than he discovered games such as Counterstrike and Starcraft. Games where you could play against a thinking opponent. Keith enjoyed the challenge. Finally, on his 16th birthday, his brother bought him a game that would eventually become his favourite: World of Warcraft. Keith loved this game, and played it often. The mix between fighting other people, and completing the games' quests gave him something to do in his downtime; something he'd guarantee would never be the same each time.

In school, Keith gets good marks, and has good study habits. His teachers enjoy having him as a student, and there are few, if any who dislike him. He is polite, and always participates in class. He is actively involved in several sports at his school, excelling in Rugby, Football and tennis. As he is also relatively popular, Keith was asked to help plan the senior prom, as he is very well organized and a well-liked person. With that being said, Keith still definitely has his enemies, as he has been known to act jocky and has a touch of arrogance to him. He sometimes talks down to people without realizing it, and sometimes can be pretty cool to people. Deep down, though, he means well, and doesn't have any inborn prejudices. He doesn't, however, let his friends know that he plays WoW, as he feels that he might be made fun of for it. He has a few friends in school who aren't necessarily in the popular crowd that he has met through the game, and while he is usually nice to those friends, sometimes he is torn between his position in school and his loyalty to his friends. Most of them understand that, though, and try not to let it bother them.

Keith doesn't feel comfortable with commitment, and most of his relationships have been either short, or a fling.

'''Advantages:''' Very physically fit, and popular. Has a quiet intelligence about him, though you might not realize it as he doesn't have many moments where he broadcasts it. Is usually thought of as 'one of the sporty kids'. Is a generally kind person.

'''Disadvantages:''' As mentioned, can be arrogant and can talk down to people. Popularity is not without it's costs, and Keith does have enemies who envy his social standing, or his good luck. Keith has never had to deal with any kind of trauma or emotional problem in his life, and being thrust into SOTF, he might have some serious issues coping. Has very little survival skills (outdoors-type) to speak of.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 07

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Adam]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' M870 Shotgun 
'''Conclusions:''' People like B07 are what Survival of the Fittest is all about. The 'fit' survive, and he's definitely one of those kids. That, paired with his terrific luck in terms of weapons, might make him a promising competitor, but I can't help but wonder if he'll even play.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' [[Randy Flagg]]

'''Killed by:'''

'''Collected Weapons:''' M870 Shotgun

'''Allies:''' [[Izzy Cheung]], [[Trey Leyton]], [[Madison Conner]]

'''Enemies:''' [[Madison Conner]], [[Bobby Jacks]], [[Charlie Burchman]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

== Other/Trivia ==
''Coming soon...''

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Keith, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1830 Round Two, Fight One; Paul vs. Melissa]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1839 Fight Night]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2077 From Serenity To Shame]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2117 Mending]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Keith Jackson. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Swoosh

Slayer — Wed, 12 Mar 2008 04:36:18 GMT

Slayer:

Swoosh, known as ''Elise_Aversano'' in the early days of SOTF, was a participant in Version I and later on, a moderator. She handled [[Callum Hadley]], [[Elise Aversano]], [[Angharad Davies]], [[Cassie Webber]], [[Mallory DeLuca]], and briefly, [[Ryan Torres]]. She was set to handle [[Reese Davies]] (featured in multiple posts as being Angharad's boyfriend in V1) in Version II, but dropped out due to school. [[Slayer]] was originally supposed to take over the character in her place, but couldn't find anything to do with him.

Ken Mendel

Slayer — Wed, 12 Mar 2008 04:33:39 GMT

Slayer: /* Other/Trivia */

'''Name:''' Mendel, Ken 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 16 
'''Grade:''' Sophomore [10] 
'''Extra Curricular Activity:''' None 
'''School:''' Barry Coleson High

'''Appearance:''' Ken looks rather unassuming. He looks...just like everyone else, quite frankly. 5'9", weighing an average 160 or so. Nothing about him sticks out too much, which is both bad and good. He wears his sadly plain hair straight down, only a few inches long. Sometimes, it'll almost, almost get to his eye level. The brown-black hair almost seems to be in stasis, it grows so slowly.
Even his eyes reinforce his normal look. Nothing extraordinary about his deep, brown eyes. They almost look...empty, at times. Seriously; this kid has nothing special.
He wears [guess what!!] a perfectly normal, plain outfit. Blue Jeans and a white T-shirt.

'''Biography:''' Just like his appearance, Ken's history is painfully normal. He started school in New York, but not the same school as the unlucky kids for SOTF. He got transferred in, late into the previous year.

It was as if his family had lived in New York for eternity; he couldn't ever recall any generation of his family outside of NY.
Ken's grades, as well as everything about him, stank of normalcy. His grades were upper Ds and Cs, never quite excelling, nor failing a single class. On hindsight, one could almost swear that Ken wanted to look, be, act...just live a normal, average, dead-end life.
Talk about Dead-ends.
Anyway.

Ken's personality isn't quite out of the ordinary, either. Which is saying a lot these days. He acts nice, doesn't think too much, etc.
His knowledge of weaponry is as follows:
Guns are loud. Pull trigger for BOOM and Flash.
Blades are painful. Messy. Pointy part goes away.
Ergo, he can't fight well. He'd need a huge upper hand to kill someone easily.

'''Other:''' It's almost as if Ken Mendel has nothing to live for. So, the question stands, will he fight?
Will he sacrifice others so he can continue his own sad life?
Will he even concern himself with moral questions? Or will he just blindly obey?

'''Number:''' 111. Cause he doesn't give a shit.

'''''The above profile is as written by [[Asano]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Fort 12 Pistol 
'''Conclusion:''' This one's too dull to make any sort of impact! An early elimination with not much input into the game, unless he bores someone to death...

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills''': 0

'''Killed by''': The death can only be credited to the terrorist ships, as Ken was literally torn apart by the ship propellors.

'''Collected Weapons''': Fort 12 Pistol (issued weapon)

'''Allies''': None.

'''Enemies''': None.

'''Mid-Game Evaluation''': Ken's journey saw both its beginning and its end on the eastern shore of the island. In what could only be called a brave, if not stupid action, Ken did what everyone else on the island only fantasized about: he tried to escape. Mistaking a far away cloud for an island, Ken attempted to swim away from the island, only to be greeted with a barrage of gunfire from the SOTF patrol ships. The patrol ships did quite a number on Ken, but did not effectively do him in. However, when Ken was sucked under by one of the boat's propellors and ripped to shreads, his life came to a quick hault, and he became just another name on [[Danya]]'s list of the dead.

'''Post-Game Evaluation''': I'll give the kid credit where credit is due, he was brave. Ignorant, disillusioned, and almost pathetic in attempt, sure, but he had guts. And we saw them, when the propellors spilled them out across the entire shoreline.

'''Memorable Quotes''': N/A

== Other/Trivia ==
Ken was brought onto the island and died all in the same post.

Ken's death was very creative, and the only death in v1 to make use of the patrol ships surrounding the island.

Ken's user, [[Asano]], is well known on a seperate RP forum for his long and creative deaths, and they have actually become known as 'Asano Death posts.'

Ken was never meant for a long time on the island. He was brought in purely as a meat character when his user realized he couldn't think of anything more for his bio.

Ken was the second character his user created.

Ken was the one character [[Asano]] has created that he ''didn't'' want to receive a gun as his starting weapon.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads containing Ken, from beginning to end.''

[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=642 Ken's Beginning ... and End]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Ken Mendel. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Personally, I enjoyed Ken Mendel purely for his death scene, which was probably one of the most creative deaths SOTF has ever seen. I've got to give credit to Asano where it's due, Ken's death scene was so interesting that I couldn't tear myself away from it. Even though Ken didn't accomplish a thing on the island, and he was designed purely as fodder, he served the purpose well. - '''[[Megami]]'''

Simon Wood

Slayer — Tue, 11 Mar 2008 21:52:37 GMT

Slayer: /* Threads */

'''Name:''' Simon Wood 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 18 
'''Grade:''' 12th 
'''School:''' Southridge High School 
'''Hobbies and interests:''' Simon spends half of his life on the computer and the other half out running wherever his feet take him. He does virtually nothing else, or rather, nothing else interests him. The only times Simon is really enjoying himself are when he is sitting in front of a computer screen or running in the open air.

'''Appearance:''' Simon stands just a shade less than 6 feet tall and he has the physique of a runner. Unsurprisingly, as Simon is a runner, his build only reflects his activity. Simon will wear pretty much whatever comes to hand, and generally he dresses in a combination of smart and casual clothes, the look sitting well on him. Simon's hair is short and so blond as to be close to white, though generally it is incredible untidy as Simon pays no attention to it whatsoever. Simon has a fairly small nose, upon which he perches a pair of glasses, the lenses of which are square with rounded corners. His eyes are a deep blue in colour, and they are always alert and quick, darting around and taking in everything they see. Simon's face perhaps would not be unpleasant to look upon if he paid a little more attention to his appearance, as it is his face harbours a scruffy chin strap type affair as a beard and it is often said Simon would look a lot better without it. Simon looks like one of those guys who sits indoors and lives on their computer and dresses like it, though his tanned skin is testimony to how long he spends running outside. Also of note is Simon's right arm, which is badly twisted and mangled due to an accident, and remains tucked across Simon's stomach at all times.

'''Biography:''' Simon was born in California and for most of his life was raised in California. Half Irish and half American, Simon is also the cousin of Sean O'Cann, though they are not close, and indeed have only met a few times in their lives. Growing up, Simon found a love for football and excelled in the sport from a young age. Indeed he was hoping to play football for a club team when his life was turned upside down and took a drastic turn.

Simon was sixteen when the accident occurred. It was an everyday thing really, something that happens to many people all of the time. That didn't make the reality of it any less traumatizing or any more pleasant. Riding on the back of a friend's motorcycle, Simon was part of a horrific accident, which killed three people. In short; a trailer hit a car that was flipped over and knocked into the air briefly, smashing into the motorbike. Pinned underneath the car with two people, one of them screaming and one dismembered, Simon found that his dream were shattered. When he was freed his fears were confirmed; his right arm was smashed and mauled beyond repair, he wouldn't be able to play football properly any longer.

Despondent, Simon retreated into his room for hours on end, sitting up at night on his computer and waking up in the morning sprawled over his keyboard with his glasses askew. After near on six months of living like this, Simon ventured to look at himself in a mirror and see what his arm was like. Seeing it just as bad as ever Simon was shocked to see himself putting on a great deal of weight and looking decidedly unhealthy. Lacing up a pair of running shoes Simon went out running and he didn't stop until he couldn't run at all anymore. From that day, Simon promised he'd never let himself down like that again and everyday thereafter made progressively longer runs, building up his stamina and fitness once again. Simon also made an effort to improve his grades and his school life. Teachers and peers alike were amazed in the change in the lethargic and lazy Simon and soon he was a favoured student and near to the top of the class.

Simon isn't naturally a particularly social person but he does make an effort and he isn't exactly a recluse either. Since his self enforced rehabilitation Simon has been a deal more outgoing and friendly where previously he had been sullen and depressed. Simon contents himself with how he is now, though he does not have many friends due to the time he spends on his computer and working out, he doesn't really mind it that way.

'''Advantages:''' Simon is intelligent and decisive, as well as fit from his running.

'''Disadvantages:''' He is not widely liked as he does not actively seek out companions, and in any kind of fight Simon is likely to lose due to his injury. 

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 33 

'''Designated Weapon:''' Laser Dazzler 

'''Conclusions:''' I sure hope those running skills come in handy for B33, because with his arm a destroyed mess of flesh, I don't see him faring very well in hand-to-hand combat. Really, all I can say about B33 is that the hunt is always that much more fun when the prey runs for their lives.

==Game Evaluations==
'''Kills:''' 
'''Killed By:''' 
'''Collected Weapons:''' Laser Dazzler (issued weapon) 
'''Allies:''' 
'''Enemies:''' 
'''Mid-Game Evaluation:''' 
'''Post-Game Evaluation:''' 
'''Memorable Quotes:'''

==Other/Trivia==
*According to the V3 Pre-Game, Simon is the boyfriend of [[Madison Conner]]. Whether the couple is still together during SOTF's third season has yet to be revealed.

==Threads==
''Below is a list of thread containing Simon, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:''' 
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1643 One Bagged Lunch] 
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1725&st=15 Out on the Town and Out of the Closet] 
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1825&st=0&hl= Melancholy] 

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2056 Nothing Left to Say but Goodbye]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2054 Archangel]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2091 How the Stars Have Fallen...]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2118 Lost]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2158&st=0&#entry13871342 Lady so Divine]

==Your Thoughts==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Simon Wood. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Madison Conner

Slayer — Sun, 09 Mar 2008 21:28:54 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Madison Conner 
'''Gender:''' Female 
'''Age:''' 18 
'''Grade:''' Senior (12th) 
'''School:''' Southridge High School 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Writing in general (Madison is always seen carrying around her diary), Art Club, Self-Defense (has trained in many things, from karate to boxing. She isn't an expert in EVERY field, but she knows enough to take down someone with a weapon)

'''Appearance:''' Madison's silky, brown hair flows downwards, reaching her own shoulders. It's the first thing people notice about her, because light always seems to shine off of it, not to mention it's color matches her eyes perfectly. Madison is about 5' 5" in height, and her whole body (weighing at about 136 lbs) is toned like any normal girl's body: a cute pale face with a small nose, a normal sized chest, long slender legs and short feet. Her arms are longer than normal girls her age, and her hands are rather big as well. A black shirt always covers her red tank top. Madison always wears a torn-up pair of jeans to school, with a pair of brown colored sneakers. She looks alot like a normal girl, but her behavior says something completely different.

'''Biography:''' Madison is an intelligent, calm girl who has lived her life believing lie after lie, all dating back to when she was five. Elana, her mother, has had Madison under her complete control for almost all of the young woman's life, ever since the divorce from her father. Her daughter knew that her mother was always right, and never questioned her otherwise, even when SHE KNEW that Elana was completely wrong. Due to this, Madison started her elementary school experiences as an empty shell of a girl, almost having no personality whatsoever. She always made decisions depending on what her mother wanted, such as taking all types of self defensive classes. She has rarely tried many things that other kids view as normal fare.

On the first day, she met a talkative girl named Samantha Sorenson, and the two hit it off instantaneously. Samantha was the type of kid who would draw people into a conversation, going as far as to start talking to someone completely out of the blue. Madison began to open up more and more to the other girl, that by the time the both of them entered middle school, her personality showed its true form. She started to become a fun-loving, open minded and kind girl who had a nice mind on her to boot. For about fourteen years of their lives, Madison always pictured her and Samantha as firm friends who were always seemed to be in each others classes. Nothing could ever go wrong.

Well, that was until four months ago, when Samantha hung herself in her room. Madison was completely broken when she did not find out. Neither Madison nor anyone else could have guessed why she would have ended her life the way she did. She felt she was to blame. She should have given a damn. SHE should have been there for her. Samantha was always there to catch her if she fell, so the least Madison could have done was to have done the same exact thing. The brunette began to contemplate going out the same way, deciding that she couldn't live without Samantha's guidance and determination to guide her through life. Before she could do anything, Elana decided that it was best if they move away to a quiet town, where her daughter can cope with the grief and continue to finish high school without any.

Madison has chosen to block out every single horrible memory inside of her own mind, and has become rather ignorant whenever something bad happens to her. Her whole life has been one big lie, and she's too oblivious to even pick up on this. Her mother, sees Madison as some sort of annoying pest; she never gets involved with her daughter's personal life, unless if it has something in it for her. Madison believes she had the perfect friend, but this too, was a lie: Samantha was a very self-centered girl who only let Madison hang around her because there were benefits to keeping her as a friend (test answers, for example). She also had a boyfriend, Charles, but he constantly cheated on her, and she never had the forwardness to confront him about it. Every bad thing that she could recall was pushed into the back of her own head, to make sure it would never come out of her ever again. These sort of things tend to build up inside.

Even though she appears as a shallow person, this isn't to say that Madison has no personality to speak of. She is kind of shy, but when provoked she can chat up a storm like no other. She has also seen her fair share of sadness and angst, moments that she hasn't been able to let go of. When she is reminded of a bad moment in her life, an event that she's been trying her damned best not to conjure up, she could go into hysterics. She cries, she babbles on, and appears as though she has lost her fragile mind. Madison might be seen as calm and collected, but she can get pissed off like no other. It's very rare for her to ever lose her temper at anything, which is when she does lose her cool, she takes on the appearance of the most temperamental and harsh students on the Southridge campus.

Not to mention being a so-called loner, but Madison is an extreme perfectionist, dating back since she was a small child. Elana has taught her that things are not made to be done half-assed. Everything she ever participates in had to be done perfectly, without error. If something that she knows that she could have done flawlessly, is not done seamlessly (like, for example, getting a C+ on a test), Madison will suddenly become even more of a emotional mess than she was when Samantha died.

Madison believes she's very forward, but in truth she's the opposite. Most of the time if someone tells her to do something, she'll do it without complaint or hesitation. Of course there are times where she takes full control of a situation, and she becomes more forward, but most of the time, she's very submissive.

'''Advantages:''' Madison has a normal body for a girl her age. Not too overweight, but she's by no means as skinny as a string. That means she won't be held back by her body whatsoever. She also has trained in self-defense for almost three years, so she might be able to hold her ground when she gets into a struggle. Madison tends to blend right into the background, and sticks to following other rather than being the leader.

'''Disadvantages:''' Madison is a sort of a loner, and tends to stray away from actually interacting with people. Because of this, she really has no one she could actually call friends. Plus, even though she has no disadvantages with her body, she has no advantages either. Not to mention, she is rather squeamish when it comes to violence. She might adapt to the gritty nature of SOTF, but coming in contact with something very disturbing, who knows what will happen to her? Even though so much has happened to Madison in her life, she's become reserved. If she were given the chance, she probably won't be able to kill someone.

'''Designated Number:''' Female Student no. 01

'''''The above biography is as written by [[AceBandit]]. Any edits or alterations to this publication have been done via the original author.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Fire Axe 
'''Conclusions:''' Oh look, another meek little mouse. We've seen so very many of them before, but I can say this much -- it's always a treat to watch them crack.

== Game Evaluations ==

'''Kills:'''

'''Killed by:'''

'''Collected Weapons:''' Fire Axe (issued weapon)

'''Allies:'''

'''Enemies:''' [[Daniel Brent]]

'''Mid-game Evaluation:'''

'''End-game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

==Other/Trivia==
* Madison is based off of a friend of the creator's and both share similar appearance and personalities..

*According to the V3 Pre-Game, Madison is the girlfriend of [[Simon Wood]]. Whether the couple is still together during SOTF's third season has yet to be revealed.

*Some people might find it surprising, but Madison is a fan of cop movies such as Point Blank, Lethal Weapon and Showdown in Little Tokyo.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads containing Madison, in chronological order.''

'''Past Memories:'''

*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1805 Bastard]

'''Pregame:'''

*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1671 Madison's Diary]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1643 One Bagged Lunch]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1730 Run On Forever]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1728 The Mind of Angelic Ones]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1825&st=0 Melancholy]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1897 Sort of Spell]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2050 Just a Mirage]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2077 From Serenity To Shame]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2109 In God's House]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2158 Lady So Divine]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Madison Conner. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Guy Rapide

Slayer — Sun, 09 Mar 2008 16:59:11 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Guillame “Guy” Rapide 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 17 
'''Grade:''' 12th 
'''School:''' Southridge Highschool 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Guillame is generally into two things: street art and Parkour. When he’s not doing those things he however also enjoys eating shit and flirting with whatever random floozie picks up his interest.

'''Appearance:''' Guillame is very boyish in his appearance, but this is mostly due to the shortness of his figure and the fullness of his cheeks, he honestly gives off the appearance of someone three to four years younger than him and while this is tedious when trying to get into R-Rated movies, it has become a skill that he has learned to make use of. Guy (pronounced the American way) as he likes to be called is extremely slender, but it’s obvious that underneath this slenderness is a certain amount of muscle that instead of being transferred into physical power is instead transferred to pure stamina and speed. His five foot form is crowned by his short brown hair, but even that is hardly ever seen because he usually has it covered in a baseball cap. As far as clothing goes, Guy has jokingly said his wardrobe consists only of basketball shorts, t-shirts, and baseball caps.

'''Biography:''' Life? I find it difficult to sum up my life in a few sentences, it is in short: impossible, but y’know...if you truly wanna get perspective on the whole thing than I suppose we might as well have a little sit down. I was one of those premature births, yeah it explains a lot now, doesn’t it? The doctors where sure I would kick the bucket my first year and after a month of observation sent me home, I ended up coming back a few days later due to the fact that I had asthma attack...I guess that even then I was a survivor. I grew up in Paris, but really only my mother spoke French so English was the main language at my house, I learned French of course (starting with cuss words), but I dunno...I’m bad at it and I know it.

My neighborhood? It was one of the poorer ones and I was one of the smaller kids, but what-the-fuck I had a mouth on me. Unfortunately I didn’t have the fists to back it up half of the time. Me and my best friends? We just sorta stuck together and I suppose the general mischief we got to do doing was what caused us to be cursed by old French women every day, but in the general community we where one of the few kids who weren’t drinking and trying to piss on the Eiffel Tower, we where at least looked with this “boys will be boys” attitude. Though, let’s get to the fun part, throughout this whole thing I call life I got my ass kicked: a lot and while some people would either shut up or train to fight I decided to train for the only thing I’m good at: running away.

We had a lot of fun doing it, jumping between buildings, calling the old war veterans out and running away. Some people called us Traceurs, I called us a bunch of stupid kids. We pissed a lot of people off in this time period, I was about twelve or thirteen (I don’t remember), but already I was causing a bit too much trouble. I would sucker punch and run and don’t even get me started on the girls! We had this friend called Lucien Lachance and I swear to god his basement was this center of sin! I’m pretty sure every kid in Paris lost their virginity down there. I loved Paris. I loved my friends and I loved having no limits.

That is of course until that one day.

Me and a friend of mine where just doing what we always did, drinking coke, skateboarding and generally causing a ruckus when we saw this old man. He looked normal enough, so we decided to hassle him into buying us some liquor, he told us no and my friend Kristophe just wouldn’t take no for an answer and pushed the guy. It was quick almost too quick for me to even believe it happened, but the guy had stabbed him, just pulled out a knife and stabbed Kristophe. You’d think I would be there to help my friend...I was the biggest troublemaker out of our little clique -so they all had saved me from getting my ass kicked more than once-, but no, I ran as fast as I could and I didn’t stop running...the next day I was brought into testify about this whole situation. Kris, was fine, but the old man was being charged with Assault with a Deadly Weapon, with Kris and I testifying the jury pretty much decided to send him to jail for fifteen years.

But, y’know it all felt kinda wrong even then. I was overwhelmed with guilt, I didn’t want to hang out with these guys, I was fourteen years old and wallowing in self pity and martyring this fucking crazy douche who stabbed my friend. I didn’t want to be there. I didn’t want to see these people who praised me for how many cops I could evade and for how long and so I asked my parents if I could go live with my uncle in Highland Beach. That was about three years ago and ever since then I’ve been enjoying myself, showing off my “Parkour” skills to anyone who wants to see and y’know occasionally tagging up an empty building.

But, even though it’s a foreign concept, I’m trying to stay out of trouble. Honest.

'''Advantages:''' He’s a Parkour practitioner through and through and he’s pretty much prone to escape violent situations with a sense of speed an accuracy unparallel by almost all of Southridge High. Also while he may not have a lot of book smarts Guy is insanely street smart and can con and talk his way out of almost every situation.

'''Disadvantages:''' While he has experience in fights it is obvious that fighting is not his strong point and most of his moves are hit and run tactics. When forced into hand-to-hand combat the fact that he’s 5’0” and 108lbs is usually used brutally by his opponent, also as said in his bio: he has a big mouth.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student No. 38

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Bayonet 
'''Conclusion:''' I hope that B38 can jump and twist his way over bullets, because THAT would make for some good television! But the aptly named Mr. Rapide is going to have to thick very quickly if he wants to get out of this one.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' [[Alex Steele]] (indirectly)

'''Killed by:'''

'''Collected Weapons:''' Bayonet (issued weapon), Beretta 1934 (From Alex Steele)

'''Allies:''' [[Kallie Majors]], [[Darnell Butler]], [[Alice Jones]]

'''Enemies:''' [[Alex Steele]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''
''"I would ask if you guys are playin', but only a friggin' psycho would say 'yes!', so instead let's just skip that bullshit..."''

''"So here's how it's goin' to go down Highlander, you're going to drop that sword and get the fuck out of here before we see if you bleed rainbows as well, alright? C'mon if you really are a good person you should've no problem just going on your merry way."''

''"Well... Y'know, from what that guy told me he really does love you, and when a man loves a woman he's prone to throwin' her at lil' French guys like she's some sorta rag doll."''

== Other/Trivia ==
''Coming soon...''

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Guy, in chronological order.''

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2055 Start - G07]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2078 The Sparks of Madness]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2133 Walk Amongst the Dead]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Guy Rapide. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Guy Rapide

Slayer — Sun, 09 Mar 2008 16:58:50 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Guillame “Guy” Rapide 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 17 
'''Grade:''' 12th 
'''School:''' Southridge Highschool 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Guillame is generally into two things: street art and Parkour. When he’s not doing those things he however also enjoys eating shit and flirting with whatever random floozie picks up his interest.

'''Appearance:''' Guillame is very boyish in his appearance, but this is mostly due to the shortness of his figure and the fullness of his cheeks, he honestly gives off the appearance of someone three to four years younger than him and while this is tedious when trying to get into R-Rated movies, it has become a skill that he has learned to make use of. Guy (pronounced the American way) as he likes to be called is extremely slender, but it’s obvious that underneath this slenderness is a certain amount of muscle that instead of being transferred into physical power is instead transferred to pure stamina and speed. His five foot form is crowned by his short brown hair, but even that is hardly ever seen because he usually has it covered in a baseball cap. As far as clothing goes, Guy has jokingly said his wardrobe consists only of basketball shorts, t-shirts, and baseball caps.

'''Biography:''' Life? I find it difficult to sum up my life in a few sentences, it is in short: impossible, but y’know...if you truly wanna get perspective on the whole thing than I suppose we might as well have a little sit down. I was one of those premature births, yeah it explains a lot now, doesn’t it? The doctors where sure I would kick the bucket my first year and after a month of observation sent me home, I ended up coming back a few days later due to the fact that I had asthma attack...I guess that even then I was a survivor. I grew up in Paris, but really only my mother spoke French so English was the main language at my house, I learned French of course (starting with cuss words), but I dunno...I’m bad at it and I know it.

My neighborhood? It was one of the poorer ones and I was one of the smaller kids, but what-the-fuck I had a mouth on me. Unfortunately I didn’t have the fists to back it up half of the time. Me and my best friends? We just sorta stuck together and I suppose the general mischief we got to do doing was what caused us to be cursed by old French women every day, but in the general community we where one of the few kids who weren’t drinking and trying to piss on the Eiffel Tower, we where at least looked with this “boys will be boys” attitude. Though, let’s get to the fun part, throughout this whole thing I call life I got my ass kicked: a lot and while some people would either shut up or train to fight I decided to train for the only thing I’m good at: running away.

We had a lot of fun doing it, jumping between buildings, calling the old war veterans out and running away. Some people called us Traceurs, I called us a bunch of stupid kids. We pissed a lot of people off in this time period, I was about twelve or thirteen (I don’t remember), but already I was causing a bit too much trouble. I would sucker punch and run and don’t even get me started on the girls! We had this friend called Lucien Lachance and I swear to god his basement was this center of sin! I’m pretty sure every kid in Paris lost their virginity down there. I loved Paris. I loved my friends and I loved having no limits.

That is of course until that one day.

Me and a friend of mine where just doing what we always did, drinking coke, skateboarding and generally causing a ruckus when we saw this old man. He looked normal enough, so we decided to hassle him into buying us some liquor, he told us no and my friend Kristophe just wouldn’t take no for an answer and pushed the guy. It was quick almost too quick for me to even believe it happened, but the guy had stabbed him, just pulled out a knife and stabbed Kristophe. You’d think I would be there to help my friend...I was the biggest troublemaker out of our little clique -so they all had saved me from getting my ass kicked more than once-, but no, I ran as fast as I could and I didn’t stop running...the next day I was brought into testify about this whole situation. Kris, was fine, but the old man was being charged with Assault with a Deadly Weapon, with Kris and I testifying the jury pretty much decided to send him to jail for fifteen years.

But, y’know it all felt kinda wrong even then. I was overwhelmed with guilt, I didn’t want to hang out with these guys, I was fourteen years old and wallowing in self pity and martyring this fucking crazy douche who stabbed my friend. I didn’t want to be there. I didn’t want to see these people who praised me for how many cops I could evade and for how long and so I asked my parents if I could go live with my uncle in Highland Beach. That was about three years ago and ever since then I’ve been enjoying myself, showing off my “Parkour” skills to anyone who wants to see and y’know occasionally tagging up an empty building.

But, even though it’s a foreign concept, I’m trying to stay out of trouble. Honest.

'''Advantages:''' He’s a Parkour practitioner through and through and he’s pretty much prone to escape violent situations with a sense of speed an accuracy unparallel by almost all of Southridge High. Also while he may not have a lot of book smarts Guy is insanely street smart and can con and talk his way out of almost every situation.

'''Disadvantages:''' While he has experience in fights it is obvious that fighting is not his strong point and most of his moves are hit and run tactics. When forced into hand-to-hand combat the fact that he’s 5’0” and 108lbs is usually used brutally by his opponent, also as said in his bio: he has a big mouth.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student No. 38

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Bayonet 
'''Conclusion:''' I hope that B38 can jump and twist his way over bullets, because THAT would make for some good television! But the aptly named Mr. Rapide is going to have to thick very quickly if he wants to get out of this one.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' [[Alex Steele]] (indirectly)

'''Killed by:'''

'''Collected Weapons:''' Bayonet (issued weapon), Beretta 1934 (From Alex Steele)

'''Allies:''' [[Kallie Majors]], [[Darnell Butler]], [[Alice Jones]]

'''Enemies:''' [[Alex Steele]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''
''"I would ask if you guys are playin', but only a friggin' psycho would say 'yes!', so instead let's just skip that bullshit..."''

''"So here's how it's goin' to go down Highlander, you're going to drop that sword and get the fuck out of here before we see if you bleed rainbows as well, alright? C'mon if you really are a good person you should've no problem just going on your merry way."''

''"Well... Y'know, from what that guy told me he really does love you," a small smirk appeared on his face, "And when a man loves a woman he's prone to throwin' her at lil' French guys like she's some sorta rag doll."''

== Other/Trivia ==
''Coming soon...''

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Guy, in chronological order.''

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2055 Start - G07]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2078 The Sparks of Madness]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2133 Walk Amongst the Dead]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Guy Rapide. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Daniel Brent

Slayer — Sun, 09 Mar 2008 16:56:17 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Daniel Brent 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 18 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' He doesn't seem to have any at all. As far as anyone else has seen, he literally has no interest in almost anything life has to offer. However, he is an administrator on one of the biggest SOTF fansites/forums ever made under the username of "Zero", and is almost always online, posting frequently. Paintball is one of the few things he likes, and he's pretty good at it. He also roleplays online and is well known on the RP boards he frequents to be a great writer, though something of an arse. He loves the game Bioshock, despite his observation that building a city like Rapture would be impossible with modern technology, let alone technology in the 50's.

'''Appearance:''' Daniel Brent is not attractive in any sense of the word. He reached the height of 5'5 at thirteen and never grew any taller, creating some rather jarring size differences with the rest of Southridge's class of '07 (this lack of size being one of the reasons behind his embitterment and a part of his inferiority complex). Very thin in build, he seems to have almost no muscle on him at all, and his ribs can be seen through his skin. No matter how much he eats, he never gains any weight. Therefore, despite being quite short, he still has a very lanky build. His facial features can be described as akin to a rat. In fact, comparing a picture of his face to one of a rat's face yeilds almost identical results, if furrier on the rat's part. He has blackheads sporadically scattered all over his face, mainly on the sides of his head near the temple, hideous yellowish teeth that are crooked and malformed in every way (in fact, some parts of his gums have shown signs of rotting recently), and very bushy eyebrows that produce a thick unibrow that seems to regrow the instant it's shaved (this is a metaphor, it obviously doesn't instantly regrow). He has thin brown hair on his head that always looks dirty, which is very coarse to the touch, with a small moustache under his nose. His eyes are a dull blue when they don't appear bloodshot, with his right eye being lower than his left. His legs have a great deal of hair on them, in contrast to the almost total lack of body hair anywhere else. He tends to slouch, and almost never stands completely straight. His skin is sickeningly pale, though not due to albinism, more because of the sheer amount of time he spends shut inside, usually practically locking himself in his room once he gets home from school. It's truly rare that anyone sees him outside his home, not including when he is at school. He wears whatever he feels like at the time, but on the trip (and consequently during the game) he wears a white short-sleeved t-shirt, red sweatpants, a black Southridge Rebels baseball cap, and brown Adidas sneakers. In a case of bitter irony, his parents are far more attractive than he is, causing him to believe he is a genetic "mistake", furthering his opinion that he should never have been born.

'''Biography:''' Even Daniel himself would admit his life has been entirely uneventful so far. Nothing has happened to make it interesting or out of the ordinary in any way. He was born in Highland Beach to two parents of average income, in a nice home that wasn't too lavish but not too shabby. His parents cared for him, spoiled him occasionally but not too much, and he grew up with what he wanted within reason. His parents raised him well, and initially he was a happy and cheerful child. Very friendly, very sociable, the younger Dan Brent was always outside playing with somebody or something when he was able to. Always laughing and happy, while being solemn and mature when he needed to be, Dan was the pride of his parents. He rarely ever seemed to have a down day, and through the school years gained his fair share of friends. Everyone liked the boy, it seemed. It didn't matter if he won or lost the game, or what happened that day, he just wanted to live life and have fun doing it. His parents fought occasionally, but were very close. Overall it seemed the model family, with a good life. Nothing to brag about, but definitely nothing to complain about either. Really the entire portion of his early life has been that of a typical young boy, nothing remarkable ever really happening to him.

When he hit the age of thirteen, everything seemed to change, despite having yet to have anything significant happen to him. Inexplicably, he started to suddenly become angry, bitter, and cynical. For reasons unknown even to him his mood constantly got worse and worse. He was seeing insults where there were none, mistaking observations for cruel judgments. Even the smallest remark was taken for a vicious attack, and his perceptions of the peers he used to be such great friends with became twisted. His mind made the boy who always wanted to play with him a merciless bully who was trying to humiliate him at every turn. Recommendations were considered attempts at brainwashing. Everywhere Daniel looked his eyes showed him a horrible, evil world filled with horrible, evil people who wanted nothing more than to break him. Seeking refuge, he turned to the Internet and found communities online where he fit in, shutting out the real world. The happy and social Daniel of the past years slowly turned into the depressed, reclusive Daniel he is now. The news and articles online told only of gruesome atrocities and crimes, his interactions with "real" people yeilding only selfish people who seemed to think only of hurting others to place themselves higher in society. Talking to his parents constantly gave him the feeling of badly-veiled hatred and contempt, only hidden to preserve a masquerade everyone had long since grown tired of. The people he met on the forums seemed to him to be the only decent people around, and he spent many sleepless nights in front of the computer in his room. Day after mundane day passed, and while he gave an impression of indifference to every day events, he grew more and more miserable. More hateful. The classes he didn't fail he just barely passed, and he bottled up every one of his emotions, never allowing himself any outlet. Middle school and high school slowly passed by, and he gradually started to direct the hatred and blame inwards, at himself. Everyone else seemed so perfect, while he screwed up everything he ever tried. Everyone was stronger, more attractive, smarter, just better than him in every way. Nobody showed him any respect, he didn't deserve any; he never beat anybody at anything, he wasn't good enough. Everyone deserved their lives far more than he did his, and beneath the thin layer of indifference boiled intense jealousy. The jealousy eventually turned into fury, and the fury once more turned into pure hatred of all others. The only time in his life he prayed to God, he prayed for a chance to have revenge on his "betters".

19 June, 2005 is an infamous day the world over, the day that the first official SOTF Act (now known as SOTF v1) began. By now everyone knows the events that transpired on that day and the days after it, so this biography will not cover them. However, that day was a turning point in Daniel's life. SOTF quickly became his new obsession, and he was hooked almost immediately. He avidly followed the story of Hawley Faust, and when he finally died switched to Adam Dodd, who he followed up to the point where the cameras gave out, leaving only static until reception returned roughly a day later with a notice that the game had ended with Adam as the winner. For the days afterward he went about his normal business, but from then on his mind contained fantasies of being in the SOTF act himself, committing various acts of murder and mayhem. It was brutal, it was real, and more importantly it was his chance. A chance to get back at everyone, to finally do something about the raw emotions that had been contained for so many years. He quickly rose to prominence as "Zero" on one of the biggest SOTF fansites, and grew to love everything SOTF. His family and peers never brought it up, though, as he showed no signs of wanting to play the game himself, only appearing to have an odd interest in the game. "SOTF v2" the next year fueled his interest even more, increasing his desire to be on an island where he has to kill his classmates to earn freedom.

Of course, going through the next year, Daniel Brent had no idea just how real his fantasies were about to become, and that what very well may be the only interesting thing to happen in his life is also likely to be the last. If God is real, He must have decided he owes Daniel big time.

'''Advantages:''' He avidly watched both previous games, and thus knows some useful survival strategies for the game. An excellent liar despite his lack of charisma, it won't be difficult for him to get people to believe his version of any given event. He's a fast runner, nowhere near as fast as the famous Evelyn Richinson but still quick, though he doesn't give himself credit for that, also being great at stealth and overall staying unnoticed. His cold hatred for everyone and everything means he will not need much to convince him to kill everyone else. An avid paintball player, he understands the basics of firearms and is a pretty good shot. He'd vehemently deny it, but he is quite intelligent when he needs to be. He assumes everyone else hates him, so he won't trust anyone on the island. For one, trust is kind of out of place when you try to kill anyone you see. He has a very strong stomach, and easily justifies things to himself, so it's likely he won't be too affected by the things he does or sees. He is eerily calm about most situations, at least until the shit really starts to hit the fan. His hearing is exceptional. Finally, he is the last person most would expect to start killing people, which he will do with little remorse, so when he tries to murder someone they might be caught off-guard and unable to retaliate. 

'''Disadvantages:''' Daniel is a coward, first and foremost. This cowardice reaches to the point that he occasionally jokes that the only reason he hasn't killed himself is that he is too afraid of death. Dan has cripplingly low self esteem and confidence, always second guessing himself on everything. He has convinced himself that he is worthless trash and that not only does everyone hate him, but they'd all be better off if he hadn't been born. It's almost more likely that upon waking up on the island he'll promptly commit suicide than kill anyone else. Weak, prone to making stupid mistakes, and not a good fighter at all, physically he's outmatched by almost everyone. He constantly screws up, lacks patience, and added to the fact that he has only just barely passed every year since seventh grade one wonders if there is truth to his claims that he can't do anything right. His assumption that everyone else hates him is completely unfounded, and therefore others who have tried to interact with him have become alienated by him. He will have few allies. He doesn't remember things very well most of the time, which could be a problem.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 35

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slayer|Kyle]]. He has corrected some spelling errors, but otherwise no edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' [[Hawley Faust]] bobblehead doll 
'''Conclusions:''' It takes all kinds here in SOTF - the rich kids, the jocky kids, kids who take drugs and kids whose parents couldn't care less about them. Then, we have the 'poor me' types like B35. While he's got potential to motivate, unless he manages to find a better weapon, B35 might just hide away and die. That is, of course, unless he plans on bobbleheading everyone to death. (cackle)
== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' N/A

'''Collected Weapons:''' [[Hawley Faust]] bobblehead doll (issued weapon, thrown away), spear (made from materials found in the hospital)

'''Allies:''' Tried to make [[Paul Smith]] an ally.

'''Enemies:''' [[Paul Smith]]? [[Owen Fontaine]], [[Madison Conner]]

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

== Other/Trivia ==
*Daniel Brent is a heavily exaggerated version of his handler, [[Slayer|Kyle]], except for the fantasies of killing his classmates and his position as an administrator on an SOTF fansite (which is a bit of an in-joke, referencing [[Slayer|Kyle]]'s staff positions in SOTF).

*His designated weapon is slightly ironic, as during the initial SOTF game Daniel was a fan of [[Hawley Faust]].

*He has the same initials as [[Darnell Butler]] (DB), but this is unintentional and has no actual significance.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Daniel, in chronological order.''

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2080 Pomme de Terre]

*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2158 Lady so Divine]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Daniel Brent. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Jason Andrews

Slayer — Sun, 09 Mar 2008 16:53:58 GMT

Slayer: Removed a stupid bit of trivia that was supposed to show up in v1 but never did.

'''Name:''' Andrews, Jason 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 16 
'''Grade:''' 10 
'''Extra Curricular Activity:''' Baseball team, 1st Base 
'''School:''' Barry Coleson High

'''Appearance:''' Tall and slim, Jason's appearance definitely warrants his nickname. His hair is of noderate length, and his facial features somewhat resemble a beak (especially with his hooked nose and somewhat pointed chin), his hazel eyes are also hawk-like. He isn't very muscular, but still has an acceptable amount of strength considering his height and age.

'''Biography:''' The Andrews family Jason was born to was a wealthy one, but not the richest. Like most of the members of BC High's team, Jason's interest in baseball was cultivated at a young age, in his case his family being the sponsor of the local Little League. Beginning his play at six, in the very league that his family sponsored, Jason quickly found that his aggressive defense was best suited for First Base, and he found many successes on that position. During his time on Barry Coleson's team, he has earned the reputation of the most professional of the team, often scolding his teammates for slacking off during practice or not paying attention during an inning. His nickname, "Hawk", was first coined by [[David Jackson]], who noticed that he protected the first base in a way similar to the way the aforementioned bird guards it's nest. It isn't really known what he thinks of the nickname, though he tolerates it. He was one of the only members of the team who was silent during the plane trip, having been reading a book at the time.

'''Other:''' He's probably the only member of the team that doesn't flinch when David pitches at him during practice. His appearance and predatory style of play has caused his teammates to give him the nickname of "Hawk".

'''Number:''' Boy #42

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slayer]]. No edits or alterations have been made to the author's original work.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Uzi (9mm) 
'''Conclusions:''' Another baseball player. Hopefully, he learned a few things from that sport that may help save his life. Seeing what weapon he has, who knows what he'll decide to do on the island?

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' [[Jayne Brown]], [[Daphne Rudko]], [[Madison Satomi]] and [[Gillaume "Gilbert" Archambault|Gilbert Archambault]].

'''Killed by:''' [[Adam Dodd]], shotgunned in the face and his head exploded.

'''Collected Weapons:''' Uzi 9mm (designated weapon), Metal Pole (from [[Madison Satomi]], only used it to finish off its original owner) and Arcus 94 pistol (taken from the corpse of [[Vince Samsa]], only used in fight against [[Adam Dodd]]).

'''Allies:''' [[Stevan Hyde]] for a short time, [[Wednesday Garci]], and [[Jayne Brown]] until he killed her.

'''Enemies:''' Everyone else.

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:''' Y'know, I bet he could've done a lot better if he hadn't lost his cool. As it stands, he did pretty good, but wasn't fit to survive and became just another dead baseball player.

'''Memorable Quotes:''' "What a waste of time." -- after brutally murdering [[Madison Satomi]].

"Alright. You stop shooting and I'll stop shooting." -- Jason agrees to a cease fire.

== Other/Trivia ==

When he was deciding to play, it was originally going to be decided via coin flip, but [[Slayer]] dismissed the idea as being "Too Kiriyama". 

[[Slayer]] actually considered the idea of making Jason a "hero" character, rather than a player. 

He was [[Slayer]]'s last remaining "player" character at the time of his death.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Jason, in chronological order.''

*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=384 A Well Deserved Shower] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=392 Jason's Choice] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=425 Dude! FORTIFIED! Pt. 2] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=310&st=195 "Though We May Not Survive It..."] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=474 Betrayal] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=459&st=45 Arrival] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=623 ...Starin' Down The Barrel Of a .45...] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=614&st=30 Taking Stock] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=729 Cat And Mouse] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=719&st=0 Onslaught Redux]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Jason Andrews. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Jason Andrews

Slayer — Sun, 09 Mar 2008 16:52:15 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Andrews, Jason 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 16 
'''Grade:''' 10 
'''Extra Curricular Activity:''' Baseball team, 1st Base 
'''School:''' Barry Coleson High

'''Appearance:''' Tall and slim, Jason's appearance definitely warrants his nickname. His hair is of noderate length, and his facial features somewhat resemble a beak (especially with his hooked nose and somewhat pointed chin), his hazel eyes are also hawk-like. He isn't very muscular, but still has an acceptable amount of strength considering his height and age.

'''Biography:''' The Andrews family Jason was born to was a wealthy one, but not the richest. Like most of the members of BC High's team, Jason's interest in baseball was cultivated at a young age, in his case his family being the sponsor of the local Little League. Beginning his play at six, in the very league that his family sponsored, Jason quickly found that his aggressive defense was best suited for First Base, and he found many successes on that position. During his time on Barry Coleson's team, he has earned the reputation of the most professional of the team, often scolding his teammates for slacking off during practice or not paying attention during an inning. His nickname, "Hawk", was first coined by [[David Jackson]], who noticed that he protected the first base in a way similar to the way the aforementioned bird guards it's nest. It isn't really known what he thinks of the nickname, though he tolerates it. He was one of the only members of the team who was silent during the plane trip, having been reading a book at the time.

'''Other:''' He's probably the only member of the team that doesn't flinch when David pitches at him during practice. His appearance and predatory style of play has caused his teammates to give him the nickname of "Hawk".

'''Number:''' Boy #42

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slayer]]. No edits or alterations have been made to the author's original work.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Uzi (9mm) 
'''Conclusions:''' Another baseball player. Hopefully, he learned a few things from that sport that may help save his life. Seeing what weapon he has, who knows what he'll decide to do on the island?

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' [[Jayne Brown]], [[Daphne Rudko]], [[Madison Satomi]] and [[Gillaume "Gilbert" Archambault|Gilbert Archambault]].

'''Killed by:''' [[Adam Dodd]], shotgunned in the face and his head exploded.

'''Collected Weapons:''' Uzi 9mm (designated weapon), Metal Pole (from [[Madison Satomi]], only used it to finish off its original owner) and Arcus 94 pistol (taken from the corpse of [[Vince Samsa]], only used in fight against [[Adam Dodd]]).

'''Allies:''' [[Stevan Hyde]] for a short time, [[Wednesday Garci]], and [[Jayne Brown]] until he killed her.

'''Enemies:''' Everyone else.

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:''' Y'know, I bet he could've done a lot better if he hadn't lost his cool. As it stands, he did pretty good, but wasn't fit to survive and became just another dead baseball player.

'''Memorable Quotes:''' "What a waste of time." -- after brutally murdering [[Madison Satomi]].

"Alright. You stop shooting and I'll stop shooting." -- Jason agrees to a cease fire.

== Other/Trivia ==
SPOILERS! 
The book Jason was reading on the plane was Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury, as will be revealed in a future flashback. 
END SPOILERS! 

When he was deciding to play, it was originally going to be decided via coin flip, but [[Slayer]] dismissed the idea as being "Too Kiriyama". 

[[Slayer]] actually considered the idea of making Jason a "hero" character, rather than a player. 

He was [[Slayer]]'s last remaining "player" character at the time of his death.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Jason, in chronological order.''

*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=384 A Well Deserved Shower] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=392 Jason's Choice] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=425 Dude! FORTIFIED! Pt. 2] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=310&st=195 "Though We May Not Survive It..."] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=474 Betrayal] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=459&st=45 Arrival] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=623 ...Starin' Down The Barrel Of a .45...] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=614&st=30 Taking Stock] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=729 Cat And Mouse] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=719&st=0 Onslaught Redux]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Jason Andrews. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Jayne Brown

Slayer — Sun, 09 Mar 2008 16:45:26 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Brown, Jayne 
'''Gender:''' Female. 
'''Age:''' 15 
'''Grade:''' 10th grade. 
'''Extra Curricular Activity:''' Hockey team (2002-2003; dropped out in April 2003 following leg injury)
School Orchestra (2002-2005; 1st violas 2004-2005).
Drama society (2003-2005; received Intermediate Drama award December 2004)
Tennis club (2005) 
'''School:''' Barry Coleson High.

'''Appearance:''' About 5'9" in height, Jayne has assisted blonde hair that drizzles over her shoulder. She also has deep brown eyes, wears spectacles, and likes jewelry. Her face is plain, yet pretty. She once wore braces, but since her teeth have turned out normal. She is of average build for her height and age. There are a few faint frecles scattered accross her nose, but they do not stand out particularly clearly, as her otherwise smooth complection disallows it. There is something about her poise that makes her look almost regal, but that's at odds with the fact she has quite big feet for a girl her size.

'''Biography:''' She comes from a middle-class family. Her father works for a company, but due to the nature of his job, he has been obliged to travel America a lot. Although this means he wasn't around much for her, she feels much love for her father, and looks forward to seeing him whenever he comes home.

Jayne's mother works as a doctor's receptionist. The woman has a sharp tongue, but is caring toward her three children.
Sister Beth is 19 years old. She was a bit of a slut when she was Jayne's age, so got pregnant to a boy who denied all responsibility toward the child. The baby, Brett, was born, and the two sisters try to help raise the child with the aid of their parents. Little brother David is 11. He was hit by a drunk driver seven months beforehand, and it was Jayne who helped out the most among the Brown siblings to nurse him back to health. He still cannot use his one arm properly, but idolises his older sister.

Jayne also has a boyfriend called Mark, a nice-looking boy for whom she would do anything, and indeed, vice versa. He works for an electronics company, and they have been going out for nearly eleven months.

'''Other:''' Though generally an amicable person, Jayne has a determined, proud streak that has occasionally gotten people annoyed at her. She sometimes comes across as been a bit of a characture, but that is a need to be liked. On the whole, though, she is a friendly person who has a sharp sense of humour. She also has a passion for travel, and wants to see the world when she leaves school.

'''Number:''' 30

'''''The above biography is as written by [[JayneBrown]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Vodka 
'''Conclusions:''' Vodka, of all things.... Anywho, she's probably going to have to watch that proud streak of hers. It might annoy someone to the point of killing G30 right then and there. Shame she'll never get to see the world, though, thanks to SOTF.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' [[Jason Andrews]]

'''Collected Weapons:''' Bottle of vodka (designated, to [[Jason Andrews]], used to murder her, left by her corpse)

'''Allies:''' [[Jason Andrews]], [[Stevan Hyde]] (briefly)

'''Enemies:''' [[Jason Andrews]]?

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

== Other/Trivia ==
''Coming Soon...''

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Jayne, in chronological order.''

*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=296 Girl #30 - Awakening] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=392 Jason's Choice] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=425&st=30 Dude! FORTIFIED! Pt. 2] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=310&st=195 "Though We May Not Survive It..."] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=474 Betrayal]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Jayne Brown. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Jayne Brown

Slayer — Sun, 09 Mar 2008 16:44:54 GMT

Slayer: /* Game Evaluations */

'''Name:''' Brown, Jayne 
'''Gender:''' Female. 
'''Age:''' 15 
'''Grade:''' 10th grade. 
'''Extra Curricular Activity:''' Hockey team (2002-2003; dropped out in April 2003 following leg injury)
School Orchestra (2002-2005; 1st violas 2004-2005).
Drama society (2003-2005; received Intermediate Drama award December 2004)
Tennis club (2005) 
'''School:''' Barry Coleson High.

'''Appearance:''' About 5'9" in height, Jayne has assisted blonde hair that drizzles over her shoulder. She also has deep brown eyes, wears spectacles, and likes jewelry. Her face is plain, yet pretty. She once wore braces, but since her teeth have turned out normal. She is of average build for her height and age. There are a few faint frecles scattered accross her nose, but they do not stand out particularly clearly, as her otherwise smooth complection disallows it. There is something about her poise that makes her look almost regal, but that's at odds with the fact she has quite big feet for a girl her size.

'''Biography:''' She comes from a middle-class family. Her father works for a company, but due to the nature of his job, he has been obliged to travel America a lot. Although this means he wasn't around much for her, she feels much love for her father, and looks forward to seeing him whenever he comes home.

Jayne's mother works as a doctor's receptionist. The woman has a sharp tongue, but is caring toward her three children.
Sister Beth is 19 years old. She was a bit of a slut when she was Jayne's age, so got pregnant to a boy who denied all responsibility toward the child. The baby, Brett, was born, and the two sisters try to help raise the child with the aid of their parents. Little brother David is 11. He was hit by a drunk driver seven months beforehand, and it was Jayne who helped out the most among the Brown siblings to nurse him back to health. He still cannot use his one arm properly, but idolises his older sister.

Jayne also has a boyfriend called Mark, a nice-looking boy for whom she would do anything, and indeed, vice versa. He works for an electronics company, and they have been going out for nearly eleven months.

'''Other:''' Though generally an amicable person, Jayne has a determined, proud streak that has occasionally gotten people annoyed at her. She sometimes comes across as been a bit of a characture, but that is a need to be liked. On the whole, though, she is a friendly person who has a sharp sense of humour. She also has a passion for travel, and wants to see the world when she leaves school.

'''Number:''' 30

'''''The above biography is as written by [[JayneBrown]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Vodka 
'''Conclusions:''' Vodka, of all things.... Anywho, she's probably going to have to watch that proud streak of hers. It might annoy someone to the point of killing G30 right then and there. Shame she'll never get to see the world, though, thanks to SOTF.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' [[Jason Andrews]]

'''Collected Weapons:''' Bottle of vodka (designated, to [[Jason Andrews]], used to murder her, left by her corpse)

'''Allies:''' [[Jason Andrews]], [[Steven Hyde]] (briefly)

'''Enemies:''' [[Jason Andrews]]?

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

== Other/Trivia ==
''Coming Soon...''

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Jayne, in chronological order.''

*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=296 Girl #30 - Awakening] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=392 Jason's Choice] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=425&st=30 Dude! FORTIFIED! Pt. 2] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=310&st=195 "Though We May Not Survive It..."] 
*[http://s10.invisionfree.com/SurvivalOfTheFittest/index.php?showtopic=474 Betrayal]

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Jayne Brown. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Katherine Blanco

Slayer — Sat, 08 Mar 2008 08:27:48 GMT

Slayer: /* Threads */

'''Name:''' Katherine Blanco 
'''Gender:''' Female 
'''Age:''' 18 
'''Grade:''' 12th 
'''School:''' Southridge Highschool 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Katherine's favorite interest is mechanics and it's to no surprise that the various students at Southridge come to Katherine whenever it's time to "pimp their ride".

'''Appearance:''' Katherine is an extremely childish looking girl whose bright expression is almost always topped with the cherry that is a very large grin. Her perfectly white teeth due to an OCD habit of being completely clean at all times is topped with her consistent color coded clothes, sneakers, and bags. If something doesn't match Katherine pretty is under the compulsion to make it match by any means necessary, while her very nature makes her a very good looking girl that is gifted very much so in the physical department. Standing at 4'11" and with about C-cup breasts and shapely hips it's a surprise to most that Katherine doesn't involve herself with men at all; in fact some even suspect that she might be a lesbian, the true answer is a simple one: Katherine is far to innocent to really even think about a relationship with a guy.

'''Biography:''' Katherine's birth was a quiet affair with her mother perfectly sedated, her father perfectly content holding his wife's hand, and the doctor perfectly yelling for hand towels and warm water. She was born in a quick labor and was sent home a few days later, where she showed all the greatness of a gifted child. At five Katherine was building complex cities out of decks of cards, at seven it was a fully functional robot out of old aluminum and at eight Katherine was sent to "Northridge Elementary: School for the Gifted", where she did exceptionally well as a very bright, but very eccentric student.

Katherine of course was always with her eccentric and is pretty much a sufferer of several traits of OCPD (which gives her "perfectionism that interferes with task production", "Excessive devotion to work with the exclusion of leisure time", and having her moral code be completely impalpable). Katherine was sent to a public highschool on her own accord as she felt that the curriculum would be of low enough standard so that her studies wouldn't interfere enough with her main love in life: mechanics.

And that's how Southridge got it's best auto shop mechanic, for nearly free of charge Katherine would soup cars up until they where in top condition and moving at maximum efficiency anyone who wanted a tune up came to Katherine and it wasn't a surprise that most guys immediately felt attracted to her; Katherine of course never paid attention to them and when they asked her to test out the backseat with them she would usually respond with a smile on her face that: "The backseat is perfectly upholstered, trust me.", completely naive of such issues.

Of course the OCPD isn't Katherine's only problem, when she has a bad habit of talking out loud to herself and most of all is overwhelmed with Lupineslipaphobia (the condition of being scared of a pack of timber wolves chasing you on a freshly waxed floor while wearing a pair of socks).

'''Advantages:''' She’s very pretty and very smart, so maybe that’ll help?

'''Disadvantages:''' She’s definitely working with a few cards short of a full deck and while she is pretty, she isn’t necessarily willing to use that to her advantage. Physically unimposing with nothing underneath her muscle to help her out Katherine is for the most part: useless as the idea of killing someone is quite frankly: absurd even to her.

'''Designated Number:''' Female Student No. 29

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slacker]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Weed Whacker 
'''Conclusions:''' Wow, check out the sexpot that is G29! With OCPD, I don't see that G29 will last all that long in our humble little game. She'll be too obsessed with eliminating all of the weeds that she won't have any time to eliminate any students. Pity. Perhaps before she goes she'll give us and some lucky guy a show...

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:'''

'''Killed by:'''

'''Collected Weapons:'''

'''Allies:'''
'''Enemies:'''

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

== Other/Trivia ==

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Katherine, in chronological order.''

'''V3:'''

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Katherine Blanco. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

Katherine Blanco

Slayer — Sat, 08 Mar 2008 08:26:42 GMT

Slayer:

'''Name:''' Katherine Blanco 
'''Gender:''' Female 
'''Age:''' 18 
'''Grade:''' 12th 
'''School:''' Southridge Highschool 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Katherine's favorite interest is mechanics and it's to no surprise that the various students at Southridge come to Katherine whenever it's time to "pimp their ride".

'''Appearance:''' Katherine is an extremely childish looking girl whose bright expression is almost always topped with the cherry that is a very large grin. Her perfectly white teeth due to an OCD habit of being completely clean at all times is topped with her consistent color coded clothes, sneakers, and bags. If something doesn't match Katherine pretty is under the compulsion to make it match by any means necessary, while her very nature makes her a very good looking girl that is gifted very much so in the physical department. Standing at 4'11" and with about C-cup breasts and shapely hips it's a surprise to most that Katherine doesn't involve herself with men at all; in fact some even suspect that she might be a lesbian, the true answer is a simple one: Katherine is far to innocent to really even think about a relationship with a guy.

'''Biography:''' Katherine's birth was a quiet affair with her mother perfectly sedated, her father perfectly content holding his wife's hand, and the doctor perfectly yelling for hand towels and warm water. She was born in a quick labor and was sent home a few days later, where she showed all the greatness of a gifted child. At five Katherine was building complex cities out of decks of cards, at seven it was a fully functional robot out of old aluminum and at eight Katherine was sent to "Northridge Elementary: School for the Gifted", where she did exceptionally well as a very bright, but very eccentric student.

Katherine of course was always with her eccentric and is pretty much a sufferer of several traits of OCPD (which gives her "perfectionism that interferes with task production", "Excessive devotion to work with the exclusion of leisure time", and having her moral code be completely impalpable). Katherine was sent to a public highschool on her own accord as she felt that the curriculum would be of low enough standard so that her studies wouldn't interfere enough with her main love in life: mechanics.

And that's how Southridge got it's best auto shop mechanic, for nearly free of charge Katherine would soup cars up until they where in top condition and moving at maximum efficiency anyone who wanted a tune up came to Katherine and it wasn't a surprise that most guys immediately felt attracted to her; Katherine of course never paid attention to them and when they asked her to test out the backseat with them she would usually respond with a smile on her face that: "The backseat is perfectly upholstered, trust me.", completely naive of such issues.

Of course the OCPD isn't Katherine's only problem, when she has a bad habit of talking out loud to herself and most of all is overwhelmed with Lupineslipaphobia (the condition of being scared of a pack of timber wolves chasing you on a freshly waxed floor while wearing a pair of socks).

'''Advantages:''' She’s very pretty and very smart, so maybe that’ll help?

'''Disadvantages:''' She’s definitely working with a few cards short of a full deck and while she is pretty, she isn’t necessarily willing to use that to her advantage. Physically unimposing with nothing underneath her muscle to help her out Katherine is for the most part: useless as the idea of killing someone is quite frankly: absurd even to her.

'''Designated Number:''' Female Student No. 29

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slacker]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

==

'''Designated Weapon:''' Weed Whacker 
'''Conclusions:''' Wow, check out the sexpot that is G29! With OCPD, I don't see that G29 will last all that long in our humble little game. She'll be too obsessed with eliminating all of the weeds that she won't have any time to eliminate any students. Pity. Perhaps before she goes she'll give us and some lucky guy a show...

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:'''

'''Killed by:'''

'''Collected Weapons:'''

'''Allies:'''
'''Enemies:'''

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:'''

== Other/Trivia ==

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Julie, in chronological order.''

'''V3:'''

== Your Thoughts ==
''Whether you were a fellow handler in SOTF or just an avid reader of the site, we'd like to know what you thought about Katherine Blanco. What did you like, or dislike, about the character? Let us know here!''

V3 Characters

Slayer — Sat, 08 Mar 2008 08:20:16 GMT

Slayer:

<center>''Below are the students taking part in the act. Hailing from all sorts of places, these kids will be pit against each other in the fight of their lives.''</center>

<center>'''Warning: The articles on this page contain major spoilers.'''</center>

<center>''Asterisks (*) denote that the character page is currently incomplete.''</center>

----

{| border="1"
|+ '''Student Matrix: Male'''
! Student Number !! Student Name !! Designated Weapon !! Kill Count !! Cause of Death
|-
| B01. || [[Darnell Butler|Butler, Darnell]]* || Hedgeclippers || -- || --
|-
| B02. || [[Andy Walker|Walker, Anderson "Andy"]]* || Motorcycle Helmet || -- || --
|-
| B03. || [[Paul Smith|Smith, Paul]]* || Stockman's Knife || -- || ---
|-
| B04. || [[Steve Digaetano|Digaetano, Steven "Steve"]]* || Baseball || -- || --
|-
| B05. || [[Eduardo Trinidad-Villa|Trinidad-Villa, Eduardo]]* || Claymore || [[Tanya Bonneville|Bonneville, Tanya]] || --
|-
| B06. || [[Bobby Jacks|Jacks, Bobby]]* || Bottle of Insulin R. and Syringe || [[Tyson Neills|Neills, Tyson]] || --
|-
| B07. || [[Keith Jackson|Jackson, Keith]]* || M870 Shotgun || -- || --
|-
| B08. || [[Gabriel Theobaldt|Theobaldt, Gabriel]]* || Paintball Gun || [[Jason Foley|Foley, Jason]] [[Karl Van Buren|Van Buren, Karl]] || --
|-
| B09. || [[Will Sigurbjornsson|Sigurbjornsson, Vilhjamur "Will"]]* || Main-Gauche || -- || --
|-
| B10. || [[Lance Barrett|Barrett, Lance]] || Keyhole Saw || [[Heather Tilmitt|Tilmitt, Heather]] || Gunshot Wound
|-
| B11. || [[Ken Lawson|Lawson, Ken]]* || Kevlar || -- || --
|-
| B12. || [[Bryan Calvert|Calvert, Bryan]] || #B12 has survived the program.
|-
| B13. || [[James Brown|Brown, James]]* || M1 Garand || -- || --
|-
| B14. || [[Brad Kavanagh|Kavanagh, Brad]]* || Goalie Mask || -- || --
|-
| B15. || [[Jason Foley|Foley, Jason]] || Arming Sword || None || Disembowelment
|-
| B16. || [[Christian Rydell|Rydell, Christian]]* || Jumprope || -- || --
|-
| B17. || [[Owen Fontaine|Fontaine, Owen]] || BB Gun || None || Gunshot Wound
|-
| B18. || [[Josh Goodman|Goodman, Joshua "Josh"]] || Taurus Millennium || None || Electrocution
|-
| B19. || [[Dan Wolfe|Wolfe, Daniel "Dan"]]* || Pipewrench || -- || --
|-
| B20. || [[Harry Tsai|Tsai, Harry]] || GPS* || -- || --
|-
| B21. || [[Nigel Gillespie|Gillespie, Nigel]]* || Blowgun, Darts || -- || --
|-
| B22. || [[Ianto Murphy|Murphy, Ianto]]* || Winchester M1895 Rifle || -- || --
|-
| B23. || [[Charlie Burchman|Burchman, Charlie]] || Golf Club || None || Explosion
|-
| B24. || [[Alex Steele|Steele, Alex]] || Beretta 1934 || None || Accidental Suicide
|-
| B25. || [[Evan Angler|Angler, Evan]]* || Tickle-Me-Elmo || -- || --
|-
| B26. || [[Gabe McCallum|McCallum, Gabriel "Gabe"]]* || Ski Pole || -- || --
|-
| B27. || [[Blood Boy|Harris, Nathanial]]* || Ida || [[Josh Goodman|Goodman, Josh]] [[Kara Holmes|Holmes, Kara]] || --
|-
| B28. || [[Tyson Neills|Neills, Tyson]] || Armalon Pistol Carbine || None || Wound through Skull
|-
| B29. || [[Troy McCann|McCann, Troy "Trojan"]]* || Fireplace Poker || -- || --
|-
| B30. || [[Trey Leyton|Leyton, Trey]]* || Nunchaku || -- || --
|-
| B31. || [[Lenny Priestly|Priestly, Lenny]]* || Hatchet || -- || --
|-
| B32. || [[Neil Sinclair|Sinclair, Neil]]* || Bunny Ears || -- || --
|-
| B33. || [[Simon Wood|Wood, Simon]]* || Laser Dazzler || -- || --
|-
| B34. || [[Corbin Arlen|Arlen, Corbin]]* || M16 Assault Rifle || -- | --
|-
| B35. || [[Daniel Brent|Brent, Daniel]]* || Hawley Faust Bobblehead || -- || --
|-
| B36. || [[Ric Chee|Chee, Ricardo "Ric"]]* || Bag of Leaves || -- || --
|-
| B37. || [[Matthew Wittany|Wittany, Matt]]* || Bike Chain || -- || --
|-
| B38. || [[Guy Rapide|Rapide, Guillame "Guy"]]* || Bayonet || -- || --
|-
| B39. || [[Braden Marsh|Marsh, Braden]]* || Morning Star || -- || --
|-
| B40. || [[Karl Van Buren|Van Buren, Karl]] || Butterfly Sword || None || Broken Neck
|-
| B41. || [[Galen Neilson|Neilson, Galen]]* || Speargun || -- || --
|-
| B42. || [[Sean O'Cann|O'Cann, Sean]]* || 35 Clips for AK-47 || -- || --
|-
| B43. || [[Brenden Bedard|Bedard, Brenden]]* || Bullwhip || [[Luis Chezinski]] || --
|-
| B44. || [[Randy Flagg|Flagg, Randy]]* || Pickaxe || -- || --
|-
| B45. || [[Luis Chezinski|Chezinski, Luis]] || Aerosol Can and Lighter || None || Strangulation
|-
| B46. || [[Daniel "Boxer" Carvalho|Carvalho, Daniel]]* || Wooden Shield || -- || --
|-
| B47. || [[Clive Maxwell|Maxwell, Clive]]* || Stapler + Box of Staples || -- || --
|-
| B48. || [[Quale Hutchinson|Hutchinson, Quale]]* || 25 Pound Weight || -- || --
|-
| B77. || [[Adam Dodd (V3)|Dodd, Adam]]* || Switchblade || -- || --
|}

{| border="1"
|+ '''Student Matrix: Female'''
! Student Number !! Student Name !! Designated Weapon !! Kill Count !! Cause of Death
|-
| G01. || [[Madison Conner|Conner, Madison]]* || Fire Axe || -- || --
|-
| G02. || [[Melina Frost|Frost, Melina]]* || Iron Chain (4 ft.) || [[Lance Barrett|Barrett, Lance]] || --
|-
| G03. || [[Serenity Halos|Halos, Serenity]]* || Foil || -- || --
|-
| G04. || [[Ivye Dewley|Dewley, Ivye]]* || Fragmentation Grenades || [[Charlie Burchman|Burchman, Charlie]] || --
|-
| G05. || [[Heather Tilmitt|Tilmitt, Heather]] || MP5K || None || Evisceration
|-
| G06. || [[Viki Valentine|Valentine, Viki]]* || Fire Extinguisher || -- || --
|-
| G07. || [[Kallie Majors|Majors, Kallie]]* || Yatagan || -- || --
|-
| G08. || [[Evelyn Richinson|Richinson, Evelyn]] || Scalpel || None || Accidental Suicide
|-
| G09. || [[Beth Vandelinder|Vandelinder, Beth]]* || Slinky || -- || --
|-
| G10. || [[Kristin Washington|Washington, Kristin]]* || Whittling Knife || -- || --
|-
| G11. || [[Rio Valenti|Valenti, Reneé "Rio"]]* || Bow and Arrow || -- || --
|-
| G12. || [[Izzy Cheung|Cheung, Zhilan "Izzy"]]* || Kusari-Fundo || -- || --
|-
| G13. || [[Monique St. Claire|St. Claire, Monique]]* || Broad Axe || -- || --
|-
| G14. || [[Mary McKay|McKay, Meredith "Mary"]]* || Crosscut Saw || -- || --
|-
| G15. || [[Tegan Bianco|Bianco, Tegan]] || Shuriken || None || Suicide
|-
| G16. || [[Terrie Brightwell|Brightwell, Terrie]]* || Beretta 92FS || -- || --
|-
| G17. || [[Khrysta Lawrence|Lawrence, Khrysta]]* || Jo || -- || --
|-
| G18. || [[Tanya Bonneville|Bonneville, Tanya]] || Hacksaw || None || Electrocution
|-
| G19. || [[Kara Holmes|Holmes, Kara]] || Firecrackers x10 || None || Suffocation
|-
| G20. || [[Courtney Blaggé|Blaggé, Courtney]]* || Caulk || -- || --
|-
| G21. || [[Elizabeth Priestly|Priestly, Elizabeth]]* || Coping Saw || -- || --
|-
| G22. || [[Adwin Green|Green, Adwin]]* || Nails x12 || -- || --
|-
| G23. || [[Trish McCarroll|McCarroll, Trish]]* || Elijah Rice's Car Keys || -- || --
|-
| G24. || [[Alice Jones|Jones, Alice]]* || Wooden Baseball Bat || -- || --
|-
| G25. || [[Nadine Willowbrook|Willowbrook, Nadine]]* || Vial of Sulphuric Acid || -- || --
|-
| G26. || [[Julie Mikan|Mikan, Juliet "Julie"]]* || H&K VP70 || [[Owen Fontaine|Fontaine, Owen]] || --
|-
| G27. || [[Rebbecca Bradbury|Bradbury, Rebbecca]]* || Larry Blackmon's Red Codpiece || -- || --
|-
| G28. || [[Dominica Shapiro|Shapiro, Dominica]]* || Ocarina || -- || --
|-
| G29. || [[Katherine Blanco|Blanco, Katherine]]* || Weed Whacker || -- || --

Darnell Butler

Slayer — Sat, 08 Mar 2008 07:54:08 GMT

Slayer: /* Other/Trivia */

'''Name:''' Darnell "The Bull" Butler 
'''Gender:''' Male 
'''Age:''' 19 (went to school a year late) 
'''Grade:''' 12 
'''School:''' Southridge 
'''Hobbies and Interests:''' Football, for one. He's the fullback on the team, or one of them. He is also a star on the wrestling team, and trains intensely for both teams, hoping to get a scholarship to a good college from both. He can often be seen accompanying team captain Evelyn on her morning runs, though they both often joke about how he has slightly less stamina than she does. He then goes home to do several hours of strenuous weight training and other exercises, and occasionally trains at a local boxing gym (though he's had a couple of amateur fights, he has no intention on boxing professionally, his future is for the NFL and maybe Olympic wrestling, in his eyes). A rather odd hobby of his are films and shows from the seventies and eighties, having been born in 1989. He also likes classical music and sings occasionally (for a recent school talent show he sung "Vesti la giubba" from the opera Pagliacci). He's sometimes made fun of for this, but he shrugs it off, and would usually be one of the ones laughing loudest at jokes made about it.

'''Appearance:''' Standing at six foot even and weighing in at about one hundred eighty two pounds, Darnell Butler is not a very big guy. However, just about every ounce of those one hundred eighty two pounds is pure muscle, and he is very strong; strong enough, in fact, that in a football game he once picked up a 6'11, 300 pound opposing player and threw him to the ground, though this took a degree of effort and he mainly used the other player's momentum to his advantage. He has defined arm, gut, and leg muscles that almost look as if they threaten to rip right through his very dark, almost literally black (he's one of the few African-Americans who could boast that they actually ARE "black", if one were to be overly literal) skin, stretched taught over said muscle. His hair, usually in a buzzcut, is also black, and he has dark brown eyes. His facial features are overall "handsome", he has pearly white teeth and clear skin, along with high, pronounced cheekbones. His nose is slightly smashed in, as it was once broken in a fight, and he has a diagonal scar on his cheek from a fight in Freshman year when someone pulled a swiss army knife on him (side note; that student was expelled and is now in prison for attempted murder), but he doesn't mind. The girls don't either.

He tends to wear light, black clothing, usually t-shirts and shorts that go down to the knee, and he wears black Nike sneakers all the time (his favourite pair). On his right bicep is a tattoo of a cross, above which is written "In God I trust". While this all-black appearance might make him seem gloomy, he's actually a very laid back, friendly person.

'''Biography:''' "So, you want to know about my life? Eh, okay. Ya might want to sit down, kid, long story. Been around for nineteen years, after all. Anyway, I was born right here in Highland Beach, California, to two loving parents named Hajim and Mikaela Butler. Dad is a foreman at a local construction firm, and mom works at a computer company, customer service. You know, one of those people that's on the other end when you call because your computer messed up somehow. Between the two of them, we're a pretty well off family, a good family to be born into. Have to admit, I was pretty spoiled growing up, they cared a lot about me, still do. For obvious reasons, I can't remember much about back when I was a little baby, so I'll move on a bit if you don't mind.

Earliest I can remember very well was when I was about eight. By then, I had been into football for quite a while, so I guess my dad got me into it earlier. He used to play running back for the Southridge Rebels back when he was in school, I guess he noticed my interest and tried to get me into it. Both of my parents would often practice with me, as they know alot about the sport, and they told me anything I wanted to know about the game. Positions, strategies, famous games, why almost every position had the word "back" at the end of the name, anything and everything. Actually, I still don't know why almost every position ends with the word "back" but I don't really care. Dad didn't let me use his weights back then, 'cause at my age he was worried I would hurt myself and I probably would've, but he showed me some workouts to build strength and stuff like that, and I worked on those. I entered school a year later than most kids do, and the years went by with me training both body and mind; working hard physically and studying at school and at home. My parents believe it's important to be a very well rounded individual, so that nothing life does can catch you by surprise.

The years went by uneventfully, to be honest. I studied at school, practiced, studied some more, did some research into good sports schools, and occasionally watched some TV or some such with the family, but nothing special. By eleven, I knew I wanted to be in the NFL and get a scholarship to a good sports college, though I had also started taking boxing lessons at a local gym. Can't quite remember why I decided to do that, but I stuck with it, and it got me in pretty good shape, toughened me up a lot. I was already starting to get a strong build by thirteen, and was almost as strong as I am now when I was fifteen. I think it was a hormonal thing, but in my first three years of highschool I got in a lot of fights, and I mean a lot of fights. Seemed like there was at least one every day, especially in my Freshman year where it seemed like everyone took it on themselves to "break me in" or whatever. One of them even pulled a knife on me for whatever reason, but all he was able to do was give me a minor cut on the cheek that looked worse than it actually was; that guy's in jail now. After that cut healed, I tried out for the wrestling team and the JV football team, as that fight was particularly early in the year. With the wrestling team, I had actually been approached while the cut was healing by one of the wrestlers, who convinced me to use the pent up aggression I had at the time on the mat, I thought it was a good idea. Coach of the JV team thought I'd be better suited for Varsity after seeing my tryout, he claimed that he nearly pissed himself watching me, but I wanted to try JV first, until I had more experience. It was interesting being on both teams. I'd have to literally train in both constantly, even though their seasons were in different parts of the year, just to maintain my weight class and skill level in both. Constantly doing weights, building up strength, running, sparring, practicing drills, maintaining a diet, the occasional sauna visit, and studying hard in order to keep up with my school work on top of all that. Most of the time, I was completely exhausted after a day was done, and even then I'd occasionally get enough homework to keep me up most of the night. A lot of my Freshman year fights were probably caused by that fact, I was often exhausted and in a rotten mood because of it, so when some punk kid started causing trouble with me I'd be so irritated that I'd simply flatten him instead of talking things out. Never really had time for socializing outside of my teams at the time, most of the time I didn't give enough of a damn, and I didn't get along with the other JV football players or the wrestlers all too well. Regardless, both of my teams won their respective championships that year, and my efforts academically also paid off as I passed with pretty good grades. I spent the summer at several football camps to increase my skill level, and allowed myself to gain weight in order to move up a weight class. Whatever free time I had was spent studying some more so that I wouldn't get rusty, and I had an amateur fight that I won by knockout in the middle of August. Needless to say, the summer was almost as tiring as the school year was.

Sophomore year was a bit more mellow. I still got in the occasional scrap, sometimes I started it and sometimes the other guy did, but I was left alone more than I was in Freshman year. Usually fights in Sophomore year, as over the last year and the summer training camps I had calmed down and matured, were started by them throwing the first punch. They'd get all in my face, and I'd warn them to back off; if they didn't, sometimes I had to floor them. Literally at the beginning of the year, I was given a notification of my transfer to the Varsity football team, turns out that the JV coach had gone behind my back and had the Varsity coach accept me onto the team. I didn't have any idea about it until I got that notification telling me to report to the Varsity coach when the season started, didn't even need to try out or anything; technically I already had the year before. I met the team while reporting to the coach during the first practice. For the most part, they seemed like the typical football types, and they were pleasant enough when I was introduced to them, but I was very surprised when I found out the team captain was a girl. I'm not sexist or anything, and I know that boys and girls being on the same football teams is getting more common, but I just wasn't expecting it. Especially keeping in mind how small Evelyn is, smaller back then too. Nevertheless, and despite my natural protectiveness towards Evelyn due to the whole 'she's a girl' thing which I often had to restrain, we got along alright and did pretty well in both games and practices. Right now I can't remember how well we did that year, but whatever. It was otherwise more of the same from Freshman year, but fewer fights; the ones I did get into were usually because I stood up for some kid one or two of the team decided to pick on. Socially we got pretty close despite the occasional scrap, and I would easily call any one of them my friend. It also turned out that Evelyn and I have very similar goals in life; namely getting a good scholarship and getting into the NFL, it's more important for her because then she'd be the first female NFL player in history. Sometime right before the end of the year she had agreed to show me a training regime she came up with, though since I had an early morning workout geared towards both football and wrestling myself I simply decided to accompany her on her runs sometimes and then work on my own regime. It's stayed that way since.

Junior year was even more of the same, with even fewer fights and the fact that I started being friendlier towards everyone, but early on everybody was talking about something called 'Survival of the Fittest' and I'm not talkin' about Darwin's theory of evolution by natural selection here. Apparently some terrorists kidnapped a bunch of kids from their end of school trip last year and forced them into a contest similar to the Japanese 'Battle Royale' programs. I think it's bullshit, nobody would have the guts to do something like that to the USA, and nobody has enough lack of a conscience to do it and sleep at night either! I'm sorry, I shouldn't raise my voice like that. Moving on, someone had a DVD of the thing and offered to let me borrow it for a while though he warned me that the cameras suddenly gave out for good near the end of the ninth day of the game, but I refused. That shit's just sick, even if I'm sure it's fake. Football team started cutting down on their bullying, since by then I had pretty well made clear that I wouldn't put up with that kind of thing, though it still happened occasionally and there was the odd fight. Still, in terms of sports and the like everything went well. Of course, that was until Tyrese got shot in the face. Sent a shockwave through Highland Beach, and was one of the only things that took that SOTF bullshit out of Southridge's mind. Naturally, my parents and I pitched in money for his facial reconstruction surgery, and even that bully Montezzo said he'd help out. I don't know how exactly, but he implied help in more than a financial way, none of my business though. Otherwise, Junior year was very par for the course, but balancing all my training and studying was far less tiring by then than it was in Freshman year.

Over that summer, though, I got another letter, this time from a very high up person in the school board. I thought something bad was gonna happen, but apparently I was wrong, practically had a fucking heart attack when I read it. All the hours, all my effort and sacrifice, everything had paid off; I had gotten my scholarship! I would have to keep myself at my level, which meant continuing my constant training and study, but it was a small price to pay. My body was so used to it that it was like breathing anyway. Man, I can tell you right now I've been as high as a damn kite since I got that letter. This year I haven't really had much of a problem with anybody, all I've been concerned with is keeping my grades up and graduating peacefully so that I wouldn't risk gettin' in any trouble that would risk that scholarship. I've been goin' after it for most of my life, I'm not gonna let some stupid fight or something ruin it when it's so close. That's pretty much it though, sorry for bein' so long winded. Peace out, man."

'''Advantages:''' As mentioned before, he is extremely strong. He is also almost as quick as Evelyn, and skilled in hand to hand combat due to being on the wrestling team as well as his occasional boxing training. He has a high pain tolerance, and has a team full of friends to help him in the game, if they can be trusted. His laid back attitude makes it easy to make friends, as he's very approachable, while his literally almost black skin and his tendency to wear black allows him to blend into dark environments easily. Everyone in Southridge knows he is trustworthy, as well. He is surprisingly intelligent and will be very determined to survive and get back home. It's common knowledge that picking a fight with him is one of the stupidest things a Southridge student could do, so he may even face the scenario of people being reluctant to attack him or even actively avoiding him.

'''Disadvantages:''' His right knee was badly injured in the Shooters tournament and it was only fairly recently that he has made a full recovery. Because of this he isn't as fast as he used to be, and that knee is a weak spot in fights. He is also rather conscious about it, often going to lengths to avoid stressing the knee. He may trust his fellow team-mates too much for his own good, since each one of them is a good friend of his, and wouldn't even think of harming Evelyn or any other female on the island. On that note, he will literally go berserk if he sees someone hurt a woman, maybe enough to try to kill them; a potentially deadly weakness. He has no experience with guns and does not have medical training. In school, Darnell always opposed the football team's occasional bullying of the weaker students, to the extent that he even fought some of them sometimes. That could be a source of friction between the team, especially if most of them decide to play, which will provide a strong moral crisis for him. He trusts just about every Southridge student and doesn't think any of them, not even the football team, are capable of slaughter on SOTF's scale, so the first time he meets a "player" of the game will be a big shock for him. It should be noted that he did not think SOTF was real until this game, so he will naturally be very surprised about that.

'''Designated Number:''' Male Student no. 01

'''''The above biography is as written by [[Slayer|Kyle]]. No edits or alterations to the author's original work have been made.'''''

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'''Designated Weapon:''' Hedgeclippers 
'''Conclusions:''' Well now, B01 seems like he could be quite the contender here. He's got some pretty shady past history, so I at least expect the guy to put up a fight, maybe even slaughter a few people if he sees them hurting the fairer sex. My guess? He'll be taken out by one of the lovely ladies he'll probably wind up defending.

== Game Evaluations ==
'''Kills:''' None

'''Killed by:''' N/A

'''Collected Weapons:''' Hedgeclippers (issued weapon)

'''Allies:''' [[Kallie Majors]], [[Ken Lawson]], [[Matthew Wittany]], [[Guy Rapide]]

'''Enemies:''' None yet

'''Mid-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Post-Game Evaluation:'''

'''Memorable Quotes:''' "SHUT UP! Shut up! Shut up! SHUT THE HELL UP! They're NOT hurt, they're NOT dead, and you're GOING to fucking FIND them!" -- Forcing himself out of a self-deprecating rut before deciding to catch up with the rest of his group.

== Other/Trivia ==
*Darnell reveals in "Start - G07" that he has conflicting emotions regarding his friend [[Kallie Majors]] and can't seem to decide whether he's attracted to her or simply likes her as a friend.
*Darnell also reveals in "Start - G07" that even though he and [[Guy Rapide]] share mutual friends and hang out with the same clique that he has somewhat of a distaste for the other student and only tolerates him because the rest of his friends seem to like him.
*In "Best Served Cold", it is mentioned that [[Charlie Burchman]] is one of the only people Darnell hates.

== Threads ==
''Below is a list of threads that contain Darnell, in chronological order.''

'''Pre-Game:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1612 What's in the Past is History]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1810 Round One, Fight Four; Bobby vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1831 Round Two, Fight Two; Lance vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1839 Fight Night]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1864 TOURNAMENT FINAL: Paul vs. Darnell]
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=1889 St. Francis Hospital, Come Broken and Leave Fixed]

'''V3:'''
*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2055 Start - G07]

*[http://z10.invisionfree.com/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=2152 Best Served Cold]

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