Its not just a theory, it's a Biosphere theory >:3 (I never really watched Game Theory oop-) I don't really like this one- I didn't really know what to do, so its pretty short :P Also I was going to try to do an every Tuesday schedule, but I'm impatient and I have six and a half chapters written so- . . . . . Contestant :: 2 Name :: Amelia .E̹͍̭̪͢͢r̷̢̻̪̹̪̤̙̣̔ͣ́͛̎͆͗͋̈ͩr̷̶̢̛̰͕͓̤̙̰̟ͪ̀͌ͬ̿͘̕ͅõ̝̠͍̼̺̗̙̗̔̏͑ͭr̡̯̣̩̉ͫ́͐́͋ Relations :: E̵̸̷͕̝̫ͯͣ̊ͫ̾̐͘͠r̘̄ͬ̚r̨̯̊̊̏o̯̍ͬ̐r͇͈̎̓͢. Biome :: Beach Brown, Hazel Eyes,Ě̶͖̮̘̦̈͗͋ͯ̐r͉̗͖̘ͪͭ́ͨ͢͞ͅr̴̳̜̫̯̆̆͋͌ǫ̶̟̼͙̈̄̽r̩̣̳̜̈͊̒͋́̓ͣ̚͢, E̵̸̷͕̝̫ͯͣ̊ͫ̾̐͘͠r̘̄ͬ̚r̨̯̊̊̏o̯̍ͬ̐r͇͈̎̓͢, Ě̶͖̮̘̦̈͗͋ͯ̐r͉̗͖̘ͪͭ́ͨ͢͞ͅr̴̳̜̫̯̆̆͋͌ǫ̶̟̼͙̈̄̽- *Click* Amelia was glad she had found Brooke. Many people would think that the two, being quite different on the outside, wouldn't be very fond of eachother. But things were the opposite. She felt this way for multiple reasons. A few being that the two were actually quite alike once if you looked hard enough, and that Brooke was incredibly good at making shelter. The second reason seemed a bit selfish at first, but Amelia decided that she should probably be worried about shelter enough that it was valid. Shaking herself back to reality, she realised that Brooke had been talking. And in front of the two was a warm, crackling fire, with a few mushrooms Brooke deemed safe lying in it. She had no clue how she had this much to talk about (assuming she had no memory either) let alone enough breath, but that meant Amelia didn't have to talk much. And she was fine with that. "Aaaand thats how you start a fire with two wet twigs! Anyways, why do you think we're here?" The question caught Amelia off guard. She had to think for a moment. "Maybe we were kidnapped? or something?" Brooke seemed to be thinking the suggestion over, before looking at Amelia and giving a small chuckle. "That can't be, because I can /absolutely/ see myself willingly signing up to be put in a giant greenhouse." She joked. Amelia laughed a little as well. Suddenly realizing something, Amelia asked, "Do- Do you think there's anyone else?" "Possibly..? We both woke up in different biomes, maybe there's one person in each?" Brooke said, although she definitely didn't sound like she was hoping for that. In an attempt to change the subject, Amelia asked the question Brooke had asked her. "Do you have any thoughts on why we're here?" "Uhhh, no. Not really.. Your guess is probably the closest we'll get. Heck, you're probably right.." There was a short pause. "But I sure hope you aren't.." *Click*
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