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"I would like to remind everyone taking the exam that cheating will result in immediate and permanent expulsion from the test." The voice came from nowhere. "In addition, only using a HB pencil is allowed when filling in your answers, I am not scaling the grades, it is entirely dependant on how well you have.... studied."

The room itself consisted of three rows of five empty desks. Stacked on each desk uniformly were three items: a sheet of paper, a pencil, and an eraser.

"All right, you may take your seats and begin your exams, whenever you are ready. You have one hour to complete it."

It was obvious what the next step was, and it was better to get a head start with this 'exam' than to wait, right?

The paper itself was written in simple type. A slot on the top wrote "Name"____. Perhaps that was for the squad name and number? The rest of the paper contained simple fill in the blank answers:



After all the fighting, the deaths, the killing, everything strange and phenomenal that happened, only to have the last exam be taking an exam, literally. How oddly inappropriate and yet fitting.


((OOC: Feel free to rp your squad member approaching the desk and onwards, but make sure to write in your rp all answers (as possible) to the questions above, along with their thought process. This thread will be open for all rps for the next three days for all stragglers, one post per person please. ))

A test. Really? Realllllyy? After all of that dying and fighting and stuff they had to just take a test.

This place was seriously messed up. B9 walked in quietly and sat down next to Bix. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye. The girl sighed. Might as well start...

First, name? Well that was easy. Or was it. All she knew was her squad and number so that may as well work.

Name: Beta 9

B9 read the next line.

(Please fill in the blanks to the best of your capabilities. If they do not apply to you, please leave them blank)

Easy enough!

Training? Was that where they had woken up. That was the only thing that made sense.

1. The area I was training in was called the Cornfields.

People she's worked with? Obviously other betas. She looked to her side, Bix was one and well, she'll just pick another beta.

2. Two squad members I worked with were Beta 6 and Beta 3.

Er, supplies? Her weapon helped and um...

3. What were the supplies necessary for your training? My dagger, other squad members.

Oh god, this would be a fun one. A lot of things happened. A lot. Everyone dying was one, weird task, among other things.

4. List four unusual things about the training routine that you encountered or heard of. Squad members dying, those horse things, being trapped and having to kill for pendants which weren't really ones, and the phones being able to transport you.

Their purpose? B9 hadn't a freaking clue. They were just expected to survive. There was that experiment, with oh, what was it, FEAR?

5. Think of when you first woke up on day one. Think of everything you have encountered and experienced. What do you think is your purpose here? Test our survival skills. Or really that one task I was in. I'd like to say testing that FEAR thing they were talking about. Death.

B9 gulped. Dying? Yes, yes she was.

6. Are you afraid of dying? Yes.

Coming into the room Delta Eight was surprised to see three others and paper...pencil and an eraser. What on Earth were they doing now? He couldn't imagin anything requiring those items, considering what they'd been through up till now.

Pushing aside how odd the situation was he headed for the desk and grabbed up one of each item. Seating himself at a desk he started to read over everything. Taking in the questions first, he'd go over it again and fill in everything. Gathering his thoughts, and thinking over everything which had happened, he finally started writing and filling things out.

Name: Delta Eight
He honestly hadn't thought of any other name for himself, he hadn't thought it all that important nor had the time. And even when he did, it just wasn't something thought of. His thoughts had been filled with many other things.

1. The area I was training in was called the Lighthouse.
2. Two squad members I worked with were Delta 1 and Eta 7.
For a moment Delta Eight wondered what had happened to the two. Had they been killed on that test? Or had they turned up at the Zeta tent to find him missing? Had they thought he'd abandoned them?

3. What were the supplies necessary for your training? Bandages, medkit, backpack.
4. List four unusual things about the training routine that you encountered or heard of.
Horses, which didn't look like a horse fully. I really would never want to ride one. Cell phones that poof you all over, makes me think of the term 'beam me up' although I can't think of why. Zombies! God why is it always zombies! And plants coming from boxes! I really would like a herb garden to sprout from a box, maybe even a fruit tree in a box.

5. Think of when you first woke up on day one. Think of everything you have encountered and experienced. What do you think is your purpose here?
For a moment he didn't write anything. Thinking it over, all of it, he tapped his pencil a few times on the paper. Finally, he started to write.
Someone elses amusement. I think there are people watching everything, sitting back in cushy chairs watching and laughing. I really do think some people are twisted like that.

Really, were they stupid? He was human, so asking this was really dumb.
6. Are you afraid of dying?
Of course I am. Even if it is part of nature and how things go in the world. I'm still afraid, though it's more of what comes after death and dying alone.

Finally he set his pencil down and leaned back in his seat. Soon this would be all over, he couldn't wait. The island and zombies and all were over with, thank you for that!

(( Eta II is ENTERING the Final Exam ))

A classroom?! Eta II spotted several others in there, working away at a paper. An examination most likely.....

Eta II entered the room, and seated himself at one of the tables. He decided to do the same. No harm taking an examination right? Picking up the pencil, Eta II began working on the questions

Name: Eta II

(Please fill in the blanks to the best of your capabilities. If they do not apply to you, please leave them blank)

1. The area I was training in was called the _____.

Training? Eta II was stumped. What training?
Scanning past the other questions, he could only infer that whatever the hell he had been through the past few days was what this examination was referring to as the “training”. Now what did “the area” mean? Eta II worked it out: If they were going to consider this entire event was “training”, then the area which they were training in would be wherever they have been this entire time!
And that would be....

The Abandoned town

Eta II recalled the map. There were other locations, but he never got the opportunity to check them out. Wait, there was the the “Fort” as well, but Eta II decided that he didn't get much out of that place – at least not enough for it to qualify as “training”

2. Two squad members I worked with were _____ and ____.

This one was easy. Painfully easy. Eta II felt a rush of sadness surge in him again. His first acquaintances were gone.....one had died, the other.....disappeared.

He began to write:

Eta III and Eta VIII

3. What were the supplies necessary for your training?

Supplies. Eta II listed down what he had received on day 1

Backpack containing nunchucks. A medkit.

He tapped his pencil on the table, trying to recall.
Right, there was also a Map. He scribbled that down as well.

4. List four unusual things about the training routine that you encountered or heard of.

Seriously? SERIOUSLY? Eta II didn't know where to begin. A crazy pony of doom, swarms and swarms of smoke monsters that disappear when punched through. A creature that lurked in the fog. Chasms that emerge from the ground and floating islands one had to hop across. ZOMBIES AND PLANTS THAT SPROUT IMMEDIATELY AND CAN MOVE. AND THEN ANOTHER GIANT PONY OF DOOM THAT SPITS FIRE ?!?!

He calmed himself down. The question asked for four. He supposed he could generalise a few.

20 foot tall giant horse demons
Strange monsters
Chasms with floating islands on top
Zombies.

He dotted that full-stop firmly.

5. Think of when you first woke up on day one. Think of everything you have encountered and experienced. What do you think is your purpose here?

Trials and tribulations. Everything he had experienced was nothing short of them. And if this was all for the sake of training.... then one would suppose that this game of survival would be to find those worthy of .....something.

My purpose here, he wrote, is to prove that I am able to overcome everything that is set against me. To prove that I am worthy of something, that I am a survivor.

Eta II wondered if that were true....

6. Are you afraid of dying?

Eta II paused.

Yes , he wrote.

Yes, he was afraid of dying. He could never deny that. Despite his reckless actions that might have said otherwise, despite how he would bravely risk it for his acquaintances, yes, he was afraid to die. Eta II put his pencil down and stared at the paper. The last question had shaken him up considerably. It seemed as though Death was imminent. Eta II tried to comfort himself with the fact that he had a pendant in possession.....if what they have been told was true....then perhaps he wouldn't die.

(Theta Seven entering from Zone 1)

Elsewhere ... Theta Seven felt himself catch on some air and he looked up and had a parachute?! Once he landed gently on the ground he tried to shrug out of the parachute harness and then moved to actually take a seat where after he was firmly settled the one labeled Theta Seven ... pretended he didn't somehow get here via parachute and that this was all perfectly normal. Not that this was the oddest thing ever but whatever. Everything is normal tralalala~.

Theta Seven picked up a pencil and started to fill in the exam.


Name: Theven (Theta Seven)

That part seemed easy enough. He had a name that was given to him at the cove and he was able to claim it as his own even if it was hopefully temporary though - if he remembered it - he would probably use it as a nickname because he'd grown fond of that name. It had brought him a bit of luck in a way and perhaps he was a little bit superstitious.

He looked down at the direction and then started to look over at the blanks that were provided. Theta Seven would do his best.

(Please fill in the blanks to the best of your capabilities. If they do not apply to you, please leave them blank)

1. The area I was training in was called the Lighthouse.

Then of course there was the 'cove' where he spent a lot more of his time and that person had referred to them as his 'trainees'. He wondered if that was just a bunch of words or actual truth. Was all this actual training for something? What would they need to train for that required so much killing...Strange.

2. Two squad members I worked with were Delta 3 (Deli) and Theta One (Thea).

He wanted to put Delta Nine but he didn't spend enough time for her and he still felt worried for her. Theta Seven wanted to see her again and to talk to her again. No matter where he went and even now as he looked around she still hadn't reappeared. Sadness clenched at his heart. He felt as if he'd failed her but then ... Maybe she just didn't get here yet! Theta Seven quietly clung to hope. There was also Delta Five who he had nicknamed 'Deva'. She seemed pretty nice but the blanks only asked for two. Urgh. Silly blanks! Of course there was also 'Davii' who was Delta Seven ... He had a lot to thank Davii for...

3. What were the supplies necessary for your training? First aid kit was pretty useful -- I only had to use it once since I was kicking my own a** with my mace. Weapons are pretty damn useful when they aren't kicking your a** when using them...I was glad when I was able to upgrade to a stake but it was at a loss of a 'teammate'... Non-physical supplies would probably be my brain and good teammates...

Theta Seven doodled a little on the side of the paper, just a simple cube with a cross sign on the front and a mace shaped item making an 'x' shape with a stake. He'd used both and ultimately ended up relying mostly on the stake. He wasn't really grateful for his fists - he missed with those a lot though they did get him out of at least one jam. He supposed he was most thankful for his own wits and the people he had worked with to get here. Theta Seven abandoned his doodle and went to the next question.

4. List four unusual things about the training routine that you encountered or heard of. The ponies were pretty weird and the small fog critters that attacked me now and again were freaky too... That cove was a weird, weird place. Think the fact that we tossed these boxes outside and they turned into damned plants was kind of the last thing I imagined would ever happen.

There was more than just four unusual things but those seemed like a fair set of things to put in. He just wasn't sure what they wanted from him when it came to this. Was he supposed to have noticed something? Was he supposed to be looking for something weirder than what he saw? He supposed having to kill people to survive was pretty damn weird but...It was more of a consequence of trying to live on this island than anything weird plus he hadn't seen as much as some others might have.

5. Think of when you first woke up on day one. Think of everything you have encountered and experienced. What do you think is your purpose here? I think it was to show that I can survive anything and everything that is thrown at me without flipping a lid and keeping calm. That I can think for myself and maybe even show that I can become stronger through my trials. I was looking for answers - I was looking for myself...I think I found myself at least - without any restraint or memories to get in the way...

That felt like as good a purpose as any other. There was just so much urgency on surviving and then trying to figure out who Theta Seven really was amongst all that. Maybe he totally missed what was being looked for but whatever. Theta Seven lingered for a moment before he moved on to the final question that caused him to pause a moment. That one required some hard thinking.

6. Are you afraid of dying? I would like to think I am not. I wouldn't just lie down and die without a fight but I wouldn't be scared of what would happen to me when I do die. I mean I constantly went out and put myself in danger and did what I needed to do to survive at the risk of my own life. Maybe I'm just really reckless and stupid or I just got a lot of balls...

Theta Seven set his pencil down and stared at the last question for a long moment as if trying to make sure he didn't second guess himself but nothing new came. The male quietly shoved the paper away from him as he just stared down at the blank space of the desk he had sat himself at. He didn't want to die at least not without fighting for his life if he had any choice in it. Plus he had too much to live for not that he remembered any of it at the moment but still figuring it all out again would hopefully be a fun adventure and a challenge...Theta Seven thrived on challenges.

....A exam?

...This was his final ordeal?

Eta V had safely landed outside the building and found himself in a school like setting, complete with tables, seats, and a piece of paper on each table. He took a seat, and then he just stared at the paper. The questions were deceptively simple. Nothing about maths, or science, or anything of the sort. Just what he had experienced so far. It was almost like survey even. But it was one that if he answered wrong, he would die.

Why did everything here end up being a life or death situation? He was almost getting used to this. Almost.

Okay, time to start writing his answers...

Name: η V

Simple enough, but then he wouldn't be surprised if they killed him just for not using the proper symbol instead of writing it out in English letters.

1. The area I was training in was called the Abandoned Town.

Training my butt. I spent half my time fighting monsters. The only thing I learned was how to panic and punch things.

Two squad members I worked with were η II and η III.

The next question gave him room for thought. Two squad members he had worked with... He had worked very little with anyone, actually. They had all formed their own groups, and he had ventured onto the wrong path and gotten separated. But he had met Eta II again, and during the time in the base, he had tried to follow Eta III as best he could. Idly he thought about putting down Deli and his friends, but the question mentioned squad members. He didn't want to put someone from another squad, and then end up getting marked down for it.

3. What were the supplies necessary for your training?
- Protection suit, complete with glove and gas mask – To keep us from ‘exploding’
- A backpack, complete with one random weapon inside – To allow us to defend against other people (or monsters), or attack them, or in the case of bandages, to provide temporary medical assistance to ourselves or someone else.
- A medical kit – provides us with supplies to repair ourselves if we get hurt, but only until the supplies inside run out.
- A map – To give us a idea of our surroundings, and where we can and can’t go.
As he was writing down ‘medical kit’ he wondered if he should have used his well before now. He hadn’t wanted to use it in case he used up all the supplies inside, and be left with nothing if he was seriously injured. The only injury he had so far was a long gash on his back; it was painful, but still bearable enough and didn’t impair his ability to function.

4. List four unusual things about the training routine that you encountered or heard of.
1. A giant horse with bat wings, horns, and the ability to breathe fire.
2. A group of shadowy monsters that surrounded me and tried to attack me all at once.
3. A great chasm with floating platforms (I don’t know how they were able to float by themselves)
4. Zombies. Lots and lots of zombies. They made great dancers.

As he sat there writing his answer, Eta V felt a tinge of regret at not being able to face the zombies, especially the one who was colored red and black. They had scared him, and he knew they would have eaten his brains…but the idea of dancing with them was still slightly appealing.

5. Think of when you first woke up on day one. Think of everything you have encountered and experienced. What do you think is your purpose here?
Considering all that I’ve been through, I’ve come to the conclusion that my purpose was to prove I was ‘worthy’. I, along with everyone else, was pitted against each other as well as many other obstacles to see if I would survive. There were also tests which I believed not only helped to weed out the weakest, but to provide information about how humans would act in different situations. In the end, only the strongest would survive.

Thinking back on everything that had happened, and going through everything in his head, this was the only conclusion he could come up with. He could not figure out what they could be deemed ‘worthy’ for though, and decided not to expand on it. They weren’t supposed to know everything, and if they were, they wouldn’t have been so lost.

6. Are you afraid of dying?

It took a lot longer for him to write his answer for the last question. It was easy for him to answer though; was he afraid? He was petrified. And this question made everything seem all the more real. Why were they asking him in the first place? Either they wanted to know more of his personality, or they had hoped he may have lost this fear during the time he had spent here. He shook his head sadly. If anything, it made his fear ten times worse. He then thought about lying in his answer. If they wanted stronger people, then it would make sense to write ‘no’. But what if they found out he was lying? He had no idea how this test would be marked by. They could read his mind for all he knew. After a few minutes agonizing, he finally put down his answer.

‘Yes’

He placed the pencil down on the desk. Placed the sheet on the corner and made sure everything was tidy. There were a few smudges of dirt on the paper from his gloves, but this was something he couldn’t help. He leaned back in his seat…

…He had finished the exam.

…He had completed every task that was required of him.

…Now…all that was left to do was wait. Wait till the end of the exam. Wait until his fate was decided.

What was the time? Was there a clock here? He didn’t want to look around to see in case they thought he was cheating. But he was sure that time was almost up.

…Time was almost up.

There was nothing he could do anymore.

His hands began to shake. There was so little time left, He was sure the test was about to end. What was going to happen after the test? He felt ill, oh so very ill. His mind began to reel at the fate that awaited him, and a deep longing filled his soul. He wanted to escape, to get out of here and go home. Where was his home? Where did he live? Did he have a family? People who loved him? Did they miss him, or even know where he was? Who he was?

He wanted to be safe, to forget about everything that had happened here and to resume whatever life he had before. He didn’t care what it was, for nothing could be as horrible as what he had just experienced.

With nothing to do, he laid his head on the table, hands at each side, his whole body shaking as he silently wept tears as precious time slipped through his fingers, and he longed for the life he had forgotten.

(( Eta Six entering from Task thread. ))

A classroom. She'd landed in a classroom.
Well, considering everything else, she couldn't say she was surprised. After all, they'd started in a classroom. We finish where we began...

An exam? Didn't seem to hard, especially after all of the other things they went through. She sat down by the familiar gas-masked faces of Eta II and Eta V, and then she began to read the paper.

Name: ______

As she wrote down Eta VI, she couldn't help realize that her name sounded like "Exit". She put it next to the name.

(Please fill in the blanks to the best of your capabilities. If they do not apply to you, please leave them blank)

Well, that was kind of obvious. At least she thought so. Her eyes fell on the first question.

1. The area I was training in was called the _____.

Training? Maybe where they started. Where they all met each other. Eta VI smiled as she wrote the name down.

Abandoned Town

2. Two squad members I worked with were _____ and ____.

She worked with... everyone, really. And yet, most of them didn't really get to interact with her beyond introductions and discussion. She'd waited for XII to wake up while the others fought the demon horse thing, and then she'd run after Eta X when he suddenly left. Well, she had been working with Eta V a little at the end...

Eta X and Eta V.

3. What were the supplies necessary for your training?

The supplies. How could she forget that? Her weapon's handle was resting against her knee because she couldn't fit it in her bag (at least, not while in the desk).

Protective Gear. Cell Phone. Medkit. Backpack. Weapon (Mace). Map.

On second thought, she didn't really use the map. She was tempted to write Eta X as she scratched out the last item she'd written, but she resisted the urge.

Map.

She hoped the others were ok. Eta VI shook her head, to clear her thoughts. Focus, she told herself. She couldn't think about that now. Once she finished the exam, she could worry.
Besides, they were a good group. She was sure they were fine.

4. List four unusual things about the training routine that you encountered or heard of.

Unusual things. That wasn't too difficult. There were tons of those.

- Waking up with no memories in a group of equally amnesia-bound people.
- Cell phones that teleport you places when you text
- Strange, shadowy creatures and monsters (i.e. zombies)
- Explosions that cause you to parachute into a classroom

5. Think of when you first woke up on day one. Think of everything you have encountered and experienced. What do you think is your purpose here?

Her purpose? Well...
She started writing, allowing her feelings to flow through her hand and onto the paper via the pencil.

I think my purpose here is to survive. Or, at least... that's what the person who sent me here wishes for my purpose to be.
But I also think that, along with that purpose, I have another purpose.
To protect those around me.
To ensure the survival of others.

6. Are you afraid of dying?

The last question caught her by surprise. Was she afraid of dying? Her thoughts drifted to those few, terrifying moments of flying through the air before the parachute took effect.

No. I am not afraid of dying.

After a moment of staring at the response, she added onto that statement.

I am afraid of being unable to protect my friends.