Much like Randy before her, Wendy came into consciousness with a vague recollection of the days passed; three of her friends dead, four if you included Kenny. All that had happened with Ike, with Sheila Broflovski, and how she had treated Kevin, Stan.. and Bebe. Her best friend in the entire world, and Wendy felt herself almost retch a little, the way she had acted toward Bebe, the things she said. And then there had been Cartman, and.. god, what the hell had happened
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With her head down, and her hands holding tightly onto the straps of her backpack, Wendy had been moving at a determined speed, just trying to get where she was going, and hoping to find it soon. She hadn't run into anyone yet, and when Randy called to her, she almost immediately assumed that it was her mind playing tricks on her.
It seemed, however, that the voice was too familiar. Jerking her head up, and squinting over at him, she felt her face light up immediately. Randy Marsh! Stan's dad! He wasn't perfect, but.. well, he was an adult, he was somebody, he'd know how to get them out of there. Her parents had probably sent a search party, right? He was here to help, wasn't he?
If he even wanted to help her, after how she had treated him last week. She could only hope.
Swallowing hard, she waved an arm in reply, heading quickly in his direction. "Mister Marsh, it's me, yes! I just.. I-I'm not sure what's going on, I just woke up here. How long have I been missing for?"
"I don't know...I have no idea where I am either..I just kind of woke up here... I don't remember anything that happened last week. I was hoping someone else could tell me what's going on...is Stan with you?...or anybody?"
He knew that their best chance of survival was to stick together and find as many people as they could..
"Hello?" Kevin called, hearing someone yelling. "Is someone there?" He didn't know who the hell it was, he certainly hadn't recognized the voice, but he figured he need all the help he could get.
Now there was another voice. More people? Well, that was even better. She didn't want to share her supplies, per se, but more people probably meant they were looking for her. Or they'd at least be willing to help her get home already.
"Yeah, over here!" Lizzy called back, not really recognizing the voice so much yet, either.
Kevin followed the voice, holding on to the straps of his backpack, "Hello?" he called a few more times as he tried to find it's source. Finally he came to what looked like a small campsite...
This was definitely not a hospital. The moment that Cartman found himself waking up, surrounded by snow-covered rock formations (and being watched by a tiny mountain goat that cocked its head and bleated at him upon awakening), he immediately shouted "MOTHERFUCKER!" And it was like a breath of fresh air. Holy hell, it felt so good to be bad. But what the fuck was going on? Eric squinted his eyes, trying to jumpstart his brain into remembering what happened after Kenny being set on fire in Bebe's hospital room. Had he climbed a mountain or something afterwards to meditate on the deaths of those fags? ... ...those fags! Oh, goddamnit. The goat was still staring at him. Cartman grabbed a nearby rock and chucked it at the creature, who bleated angrily and skittered away. "This is bullcrap," he muttered. Maybe it had all been a dream, he thought to himself, feeling his head for bumps or gashes that could have caused his unconsciousness. He checked his coat pockets, strangely devoid of any cigarettes, and instead found his iPhone. Dead. Of
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Kevin was having the weirdest dream ever... how the Borg took control of MechaGodzilla against Luke Skywalker... when he quickly awoke and shivered. He rebuttoned his sky-blue jacket to keep out the cold and looked around - he was under a thick, snowy pine tree on... was this a fucking mountain? He buttoned it up nervously, "Hello?" he called out to nobody in particular quietly. He opened his backpack and found some supplies - his journal, axe, flare, matches, starter fluid, sleeping bag, tent-in-a-tube, first aid kit and a meager supply of food.
"Thank God I read Hatchet... hopefully there's a lake nearby. With turtles. I like turtles." he put the backpack on and left, "Anyone around?"
Cold, all Kenny could feel around him was very cold, crisp air as he revived yet again. As he came to, as if waking from a surreal dream, the smell of pine registered in his mind. The orange hooded kid awoke to the sight of a mountainous forest. Perhaps a nice change from the crappy, run down ghetto he often found himself after coming back from the dead. But how the fuck did he end up here? And what the fuck had happened just moments before.
He remembers catching on fire and burning to a crispy,then as quickly as he felt death take over he felt the cooling sensation of the crisp, cold snow, as if he had appeared here just as fast as he died.
Kenny brushes off some snow clinging to his coat as he got off the ground and searched his surroundings. He was seemingly alone but he could of swore he felt the presence of others. In a daze and with a throbbing head ace Kenny hikes through the fresh mountainous snow hoping to find any body he knew and to find out what kind of screwed up crap was going on.
Bewildered and with the headache still looming around him, Kenny trekked through the mountainous forest. He was sure he could hear someone talking and in a small clearing he spotted a campsite near a large lake.
Upon further inspection the hooded kid spotted Kevin and Lizzy. Surprized he just stood confused as Kevin approached.
"Hey guys, how the hell did we end up here, last time I remembered we were at the hospital...or something..?" Kenny mumbled.
"No fucking idea." Kevin shrugged, "Everything just went blank after you lit on fire... and then I woke up here." he admitted. It sounded completely stupid, like something out of an alien abduction story... but it was true.
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He brushes some snow off of a fallen log and sits down, thinking hard.
How did I get here?? The last thing I remember was being taken to the hospital...is this the same Mountain I fell down? At least my leg is healed...
He takes off his backpack and opens it, digging around for the matches, when he hears someone walking towards him.
Thank GOD
He stands up again and sees a young dark haired girl trudging through the snow.
"Wendy? is that you?" He calls through the trees.
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It seemed, however, that the voice was too familiar. Jerking her head up, and squinting over at him, she felt her face light up immediately. Randy Marsh! Stan's dad! He wasn't perfect, but.. well, he was an adult, he was somebody, he'd know how to get them out of there. Her parents had probably sent a search party, right? He was here to help, wasn't he?
If he even wanted to help her, after how she had treated him last week. She could only hope.
Swallowing hard, she waved an arm in reply, heading quickly in his direction. "Mister Marsh, it's me, yes! I just.. I-I'm not sure what's going on, I just woke up here. How long have I been missing for?"
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He knew that their best chance of survival was to stick together and find as many people as they could..
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"Yeah, over here!" Lizzy called back, not really recognizing the voice so much yet, either.
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The moment that Cartman found himself waking up, surrounded by snow-covered rock formations (and being watched by a tiny mountain goat that cocked its head and bleated at him upon awakening), he immediately shouted
"MOTHERFUCKER!"
And it was like a breath of fresh air.
Holy hell, it felt so good to be bad. But what the fuck was going on? Eric squinted his eyes, trying to jumpstart his brain into remembering what happened after Kenny being set on fire in Bebe's hospital room. Had he climbed a mountain or something afterwards to meditate on the deaths of those fags?
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...those fags! Oh, goddamnit.
The goat was still staring at him. Cartman grabbed a nearby rock and chucked it at the creature, who bleated angrily and skittered away.
"This is bullcrap," he muttered. Maybe it had all been a dream, he thought to himself, feeling his head for bumps or gashes that could have caused his unconsciousness. He checked his coat pockets, strangely devoid of any cigarettes, and instead found his iPhone. Dead. Of ( ... )
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Kevin was having the weirdest dream ever... how the Borg took control of MechaGodzilla against Luke Skywalker... when he quickly awoke and shivered. He rebuttoned his sky-blue jacket to keep out the cold and looked around - he was under a thick, snowy pine tree on... was this a fucking mountain? He buttoned it up nervously, "Hello?" he called out to nobody in particular quietly. He opened his backpack and found some supplies - his journal, axe, flare, matches, starter fluid, sleeping bag, tent-in-a-tube, first aid kit and a meager supply of food.
"Thank God I read Hatchet... hopefully there's a lake nearby. With turtles. I like turtles." he put the backpack on and left, "Anyone around?"
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He remembers catching on fire and burning to a crispy,then as quickly as he felt death take over he felt the cooling sensation of the crisp, cold snow, as if he had appeared here just as fast as he died.
Kenny brushes off some snow clinging to his coat as he got off the ground and searched his surroundings. He was seemingly alone but he could of swore he felt the presence of others. In a daze and with a throbbing head ace Kenny hikes through the fresh mountainous snow hoping to find any body he knew and to find out what kind of screwed up crap was going on.
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Upon further inspection the hooded kid spotted Kevin and Lizzy. Surprized he just stood confused as Kevin approached.
"Hey guys, how the hell did we end up here, last time I remembered we were at the hospital...or something..?" Kenny mumbled.
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