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Post by adrian on Oct 22, 2013 3:38:05 GMT -5
Allan is melting down. How does production feel about medically evacuating him for his own sanity?
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Post by a11an on Oct 22, 2013 21:31:34 GMT -5
TARGET
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Post by a11an on Oct 22, 2013 21:35:03 GMT -5
Adrian came in third last season, and has come in third again this season. I feel a trend coming on. Someone needs to make up a nickname for third place finishers...come on... I voted for Adrian because he tried to get production to evacuate me, but in this fake game I AM PRODUCTION! So rude. Get off my island, but vote for me to win. Sassy, you were upset that I lied about it being a F3 and saying it was a F2, and then lied again and said it actually WAS a F3. Well...now I have lied AGAIN, and it actually is a F2!! It's Survivor. People lie. I am quite sure that Stephen will win, despite only showing up in this game a few rounds ago. Seriously, though...this is Survivor, not Big Brother Australia!! Who do you think you are, an intruder?? Balls!!
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Post by cassy on Oct 22, 2013 22:38:05 GMT -5
Adrian is better than you anyways. love him <3 I vote for Stephen to win.
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Post by a11an on Oct 22, 2013 22:39:10 GMT -5
No you don't. Your vote is null
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Post by a11an on Oct 22, 2013 23:19:16 GMT -5
OMGZ I had a Skype conversation with Tom. Fanboying!! He will probably vote for Stephen BUT likes me more. He said so.
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Post by a11an on Oct 22, 2013 23:35:33 GMT -5
I don't even know who is all on the jury on this game anymore. I am giving Kirin the power to vote even if she isn't.
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Post by kirin on Oct 22, 2013 23:43:16 GMT -5
I vote for Tom!!!!
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Post by a11an on Oct 23, 2013 0:07:12 GMT -5
-_-
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Post by adrian on Oct 23, 2013 6:07:46 GMT -5
Voice-over:
On the eve of his seemingly inevitable victory, on the verge of the final vote being read with the letters "A-L-L-A-N" scrawled across the decisive ballot, a sudden-yet-familiar beeping sound erupted from deep within the heart of the jungles of India. The deafening beeps echoed across the landscape, as an eerie light washed in and enveloped everything.
Alarmed, Allan Fogg sat up in his hotel room bed, nearly losing his balance in the process. He quickly and adeptly maintained his poise and slammed down on the bedside clock, silencing the alarm. As he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and collected himself, he realized that it was all a very lucid dream. None of it was real. The joy he felt during all of the blindsides, the maniacal laughter from atop his throne of coconut husks, the sting of betrayal from his allies, the even more painful humiliation of clam-related pranks, the vindication of revenge against his betrayers... were nothing but a coping mechanism woven in dreamscapes by his subconscious state. The truth was far harsher.
As he stood up from his bed in the hotel that production has sent all pre-merge bootees, he scratched his posterior twice. It was a familiar pattern in the humdrum of the mornings after the excitement of the game had ended for him. Allan was depressed... and visibly so. He had not shaven his jungle beard, preferred to spend the days in his underwear and had copiously overindulged himself in some Gay Time (the ice cream). That is when he noticed the brown envelope lying beneath his door on the hotel room carpet.
Allan stumbled across the room, picked up the enveloped and tore it open. Inside was a letter from the production staff. It was as he feared. News had come from the game and it was as he had feared. The final three had been named. Sassy, Stephen and Adrian would face the final jury the following night and one of them would win the ultimate prize. In a fit of anger, Allan ripped the letter to shreds and ran back to his bed, where he hid himself beneath the covers. His fall from grace had been particularly painful, especially after his previous win. Allan Fogg reflected on the way the game had played out and cried himself back to sleep...
The End.
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Post by adrian on Oct 23, 2013 6:08:31 GMT -5
Did you guys get goosebumps from that twist ending? I know I did.
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Post by cassy on Oct 23, 2013 7:04:07 GMT -5
LMAOO yesssss! Bye Allan .
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Post by Deleted on Oct 23, 2013 8:25:18 GMT -5
Honey wins.
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Post by stephen on Oct 23, 2013 11:10:21 GMT -5
All of this... hahahaha. Best twist ending EVER.
I WASN'T PLAYING THE GAME?! That's exactly what I wanted you to think! I played an impeccable "UTR-Brett from Survivor Samoa" game, and then made my big move when the time was right. Allan, I have to confess something. This conversation happened WEEKS ago (legit these are actual messages):
Me: "Later on, we should secretly blindside Allan and go to the Final 2 together. GAME CHANGER! What do you think? He may have other deals that we don't know about. We need to keep our eyes and ears open for anything suspicious!"
Sassy: "Yes please!!! Ugh I would LOVE to blind side him. He thinks he controls things around here. HA!"
Moral of the story: This has been a long time coming. Adrian was in on it too. This is what we wanted all along.
Allan, you are a great player. But the honest truth is, you just aren't good enough. Tough love, yes, but we're just THAT much better than you. And that's all there is to it. So I'm going to waddle my fat happy ass over to my Final 3 chair in pure bliss now to join my amazing allies where we belong, and I truly look forward to seeing your face across the firepit at Final Tribal Council on the jury... where you belong. Kapeesh?
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Post by stephen on Oct 23, 2013 11:11:13 GMT -5
And Allan <3
And us all overthrowing Allan in his own confessional <3
And all of you <3
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