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The first session ends as well as any session would. The rejects had just established their team and already built a sturdy base for themselves. It wasn't the prettiest base but it would hopefully serve them well enough.
Skizz had gone off to see Impulse, something he liked to do after every session. Joel had fallen asleep after a day of building the maze and BigB was in his egg.
So, safe to say Jimmy was alone inside the base.
This series didn't feel right. He could feel it as soon as he spawned and stared at that symbol. The symbol that's been haunting him ever since evo ended. He needed to see it again. Just to make sure this isn't some sick nightmare.
Sure, that symbol was in secret life, and it unsettled him, but it was just that. It didn't try and mimic evo as closely as this.
So, Jimmy grabbed his sword and made his way outside towards spawn. It was a short walk, admittedly, but it felt as if he had been walking forever until he finally saw the cold obsidian in front of him. He dared not touch it, as if a bad omen would cling to him if he did.
He was never the watchers favourite. He's always known this, even during evo. They made it clear enough with their 'gifts'. And they had spared him the cruel fate of a canary for the past two seasons so he didn't want to push his luck and undo all his progress. He doesn't even want to win, he just can't be out first again.
Jimmy sits down just in front of the symbol, deep in thought until he heard footsteps behind him. He heard someone sit behind him and speak.
"You okay?"
It was BigB, one of the few remaining members of evo on this server. He, too, experienced the wrath of the watchers first hand, but he's always been in decent standing with them, despite the time they slowly transformed him into a tree during wild life which was, quite frankly horrifying.
"Yeah, just reminiscing."
The two fall into silence for a while, just staring at that symbol. None of the other lifers would get it. They didn't understand the fear on martyns face when they spawned or pearls eagerness to get away from that accursed symbol or the way grian stared at it as if trying to will it away with his mind. It was cruel, what they were doing now, toying with past memories. It was honestly a surprise they didn't go further with this. Jimmy doesn't know if he would've laughed or cried if he woke up in his old property police uniform.
"It's sick."
Jimmy speaks eventually.
"This whole thing. What have we done to deserve this."
"We're the ones that didn't bore them, I suppose."
BigB replies thoughtfully.
"It's not fair. I don't want to be their entertainment anymore."
"They dislike you, so you know what would annoy them to no end? If you won."
"Dude, you actually think I'd be able to win? With my track record?"
"They want a show, right? Give them a show, dude."
"I was literally put in this game to die."
"Then don't! Dude, we're rejects! All three of us would put our lives down if it meant you'd win."
"You would?"
"Of course, dude! Joel's already got a win, I'm sure he'd try everything to push you to the top."
"Thanks, B."
The two fell into a comfortable silence for a while longer until Jimmy stood up.
"Let's head back to base."