forum Vote Reboot (OPEN)

Started May 06, 2019 by @WriteOutofTime

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“I wouldn’t be surprised if they killed us all. Probably some sadist running this.” Erik said, frowning. He was silent for a moment, before glancing at everyone in the room, “How old are all of you?”

Maggie flushed, looking down. She felt very young suddenly. “Sixteen,” she mumbled.

"seventeen," Finn said finally sitting back down. His leg bounced. He looked old for his age.

“I’m eighteen.” Erik added, wringing his hands. He doubted any of them were over twenty. What kind of crazy person would kidnap all of them, when they were so young.

"Sixteen," Daso said, his mouth pursed. "We're literally all kids. This is kinda messed up."

Maggie nodded. “So messed up,” she agreed. She continued to will herself not to cry. One of them was going to die. She never even got to tell her family she loved them. They probably thought she hated them right now.

Daso sat down, cross-legged, on the floor, cupping his face with his hands. He didn't want to get too down in the dumps –there had to be a solution to this. "We could…I don't know, lock the doors? I mean, how would they kill us if they can't get in?"

“But they put us here,” Maggie said. “Isn’t it only logical that they have some sort of key to get in and out?” She hated to be the downer, but she didn’t want to put all of their lives on the line when they didn’t have to be.

Of course. Daso scratched the back of his head, his curls bouncing. "Oh, so you're smart smart," he said with a grin. "You're totally right. But, if we all refuse, maybe there's safety in numbers."

Maggie blushed again. Why was she blushing when they were all in danger? Stupid Daso for making her heart beat erratically for no reason. “Maybe, but what if we all get one vote? Then there won’t be one person to die, so maybe we can stall for time or something.”

"You're making the rest of us look bad," he laughed warmly. "But hey, that's a great idea! What if we all vote for ourselves? One vote each, it all cancels out."

“Exactly!” she agreed, trying to ignore how warm her face was feeling. She was sure that her face was getting red from blushing. She glanced at the others for their reactions, hoping against hope that they would come up with a plan that would work.

Daso openly admired the girl, his eyes studying her face. He found it hard to look away. Leave it to him to find the cutest person in the room, even when he was kidnapped and possibly about to die.

Maggie felt his eyes on her, and glanced back at him briefly, making eye contact before looking away again. Why would he be looking at her out of everyone the room? She had to focus on getting as many of them out of this alive as possible, and Daso was only a distraction to her, no matter how cute he was. Her cheeks burned, giving her true feelings away.

Finn nodded. ”that could work. We just all need to promise to vote for ourselves, ” He explains looking at everyone.

Sage had only been staring at the TV. No. This couldn't be real… She didn't want to die. She didn't want anyone here to die. Finn's voice caught her attention. He had been the one to calm her down earlier. Everyone in the room was on the same side now. Whatever they came up with would have to work.
"I… think it's the best we've got if we don't find an escape in the next hour."

Maggie nodded. “So, are there any objections?” she looked around, making sure to look at the people who hadn’t spoken up as well as the ones that had. Her face reddened as she glanced at Daso but kept trying to think of a solid plan.

Sebastian had kind of frozen for a bit.
“You guys are literal kids…” he sighed, “Yeah, I’ll definitely vote for myself if that means we all have a chance of living, but how sure are we that it’s even real?”

"Then it's settled," Daso said, still smirking at Maggie. "Maggie's plan is the one we'll go with. And we can keep looking for a way out, too."

Maggie nodded. “Yeah, my plan was more to stall for time than anything,” she added. “Whoever made this thing will probably get angry and make us re-vote or something. In the meantime, we need to think of a way to escape.”

“I’m going to vote for myself, but… What if they just make someone die anyways?” What if no one gets out of this? Erik bit his lip. He was going to vote for himself, but just the chance of someone dying anyways made him nervous. “Maybe we should write letters. Messages to whoever as, um, a goodbye. In case…” Erik trailed off, not wanting to finish the sentence.

“That’s a good idea,” Maggie agreed, thinking of her family. She bit her lip, imagining the expressions of their faces if they ever got that letter.

Daso's smile faltered for just a moment, knowing what he'd have to write in the letter, knowing who would have to read the letter. Guilt, such an ugly emotion, began to ease its way into his veins. "Yeah," he agreed in a muted voice.

Sage looked up at Daso, not liking the saddened expression on his features. He seemed happy most of the time, but with the talk of death being tossed about, she didn't blame him. "Does anyone have an idea where paper and writing utensils would be in this place? As far as I've seen it's just our rooms and here…"