UFSW Survivor/Issue 9

This is the 9th issue of UFSW Survivor.

This issue was written by Kaffe4200.

Issue 9
Ken and Peter was sitting in the warehouse around a bonfire. Bobby and Yuri were looting the nearby warehouses; Gwen was outside somewhere. “Council tonight, huh?” Ken said, looking into the fire. Peter didn’t respond. “You know you have to vote, right?” Ken said, turning his view to Peter, who was sitting silently, staring into the fire. Peter hadn’t said much for a long time, and Ken was starting to worry. The others didn’t seem to bother too much. Peter still didn’t say anything. “Come on, man. Talk to me.” Peter slowly turned his head to Ken. “I don’t have to vote, Ken. I’m not going to be a part of this.” Peter said in a creepy voice. Ken began to feel uncomfortable. “Host is gonna kill you, man. Just vote out Yuri, okay?” Ken said, wanting to convince Peter to vote. Ken didn’t want to die. He had to win this game, but no way could he do it alone. “No. You kill me, if you vote for me.” “Peter, come on…” “No! Vote and you’re an animal! I’m not voting tonight, that’s the end of it!” Peter got up and headed outside. Just as he opened the door, Gwen entered. She said something that Ken couldn’t hear, and Peter responded with an annoyed “No!” “What’s his problem?” Gwen asked as she sat down next to Ken. “He doesn’t want to vote.” Ken sighed, itching his chin.

Meanwhile, Bobby and Yuri were looting a warehouse. The two didn’t really like each other, but there’s no room to be picky in the apocalypse. Especially not in this game. “You know I’m gonna vote for you, right?” Yuri straight out said, searching a crate. “I know.” Bobby muttered. “It’s not because I don’t like you…” Yuri began, but was interrupted by a zombie attacking her from behind. Bobby took out his hammer, and ran over to her. He killed the zombie with a simple blow to the head with the hammer, and pushed it off her. “Thanks…” Yuri said, as Bobby helped her up. “It’s not because I like you.” Bobby said, faking a smile. He then turned around, and continued to search the shelves in the warehouse.

Again, the Host was standing by the lake, next to the small cabin. He had a huge grin on as always. The five contestants sat down on a bench. Gwen had spotted five ropes with nooses behind them, five chairs beneath. “Today, let’s do a little twist!” Host said, clapping his hand a few times. “After you’ve voted, please go onto one of the chairs and take a noose over your neck.” Gwen silently let air through her nose as she looked at the rope. “You’re sick…” she then silently muttered. “No, just creative.” The Host said, apparently heard what Gwen said. He looked around, then gave Yuri a big smile. “Yuri, dear. How did you like eating your old friend, Joel?” Yuri shook her head, giving the Host a short, sarcastic laugh. “It was sick! It really, really was.” Yuri said, after taking a deep breath. “I’m wondering, did you chop him up yourself?” “Of course.” Host said and smiled. “Who else? Alright, Gwen, do you like your team?” Gwen just nodded, refusing to communicate with the Host. “Not much of a talker, are we?” Host said and turned to Bobby. “Bobby, what are you basing your vote tonight of?” “That’s… personal, I guess. I just want to win. Or well, rather, I don’t want to die.” Bobby replied. “That’s exciting, huh?” Host smiled widely, then looked at Peter. “Peter, do you want to vote this time? Keep in mind, you have a black vote tonight.” Peter shook her head. “I’m not voting.” Host’s smile faded. He then took an urn and drew a name. He looked at the name on the piece of paper, and said: “Well, in that case, Bobby just got a vote. And you got a black vote for the next council.” “Host?” Ken said, raising his hand. “I don’t want to vote either.” “Really?” Host said, biting his lip. Ken exchanged a look with Peter, then nodded. With a deep sigh, Host picked another name: “Alright. Here’s a vote for Yuri then, and a black vote for you. Now, anyone else who doesn’t want to vote?” Nobody said anything. “Good. Yuri, Bobby and Gwen. You guys decide then. Go up and write the name on the person you want out. You cannot vote for yourself. Bobby, you’re up.” Bobby got up, and headed for the cabin. Followed by Gwen, last Yuri.

“Good, now the fun part. We know there’s 1 vote for Bobby and 1 vote for Yuri. And Peter has a black vote from last time. That means there’s 1 vote for Bobby, 1 vote Yuri and 1 vote Peter. I will now read the last three votes.” Host said, taking up the first piece of paper. He stopped himself though, and nodded at the ropes behind them. “Go up there, get that on your neck before we begin.” Everybody did. With a racing heart and shaky hands, Bobby took the noose around his neck. He closed his eyes as Host read the first of the three votes. “Bobby. Alright, that’s interesting. Let’s see what’s coming next…” Host took up the second vote. “Yuri. 2 votes for Bobby, 2 for Yuri and 1 for Peter. The next vote could determine it all…” Bobby opened his eyes and looked at the others. He saw Gwen shaking her head, and when the last vote was read, he realized why. “Peter. Oh, boy.” The Host smiled and headed toward the five chairs with the contestants standing on them. “How do we decide who goes and who stays?” Host stopped at Ken. Ken shook his head, raised eyebrows. “You’re not in the tie, you can go down. Gwen too.” Host said, watching as Gwen and Ken went down to sit on the bench. Gwen closed her eyes, Ken watched. “Alright…” Host said. “Now, one of you has a black vote for the next council, let that be what determines it. If you don’t play my game, you can’t be in it.” Host said, and stopped up by Peter. “So, goodbye, Peter.” Host kicked the chair under Peter, causing him to be strangled. Peter choke for a minute, before he finally died. The Host then looked at the other four. “Well. Head back to your camp, have a nice evening. And enjoy that you didn’t die like that.” Host said, watching them as they walked away.

Note
LeeE did vote! We messed up, and we're sorry. Ken gets no black vote. Either way, it would have been a tie, and Peter would have been eliminated anyway. So Peter is out.