Voting History

[Host Brett]

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[Elyse Mmmmemoto]

Round One: I vote for the hosts, for giving me the least hot avatar possible. How am I supposed to seduce anybody when I look like a gremlin reaching up from the depths of an abyss?

[Elyse Mmmmemoto]

The Succubus had debated at length which of her compatriots should be the first to die. However, in slaughtering innocents as in comedy, timing is everything, and there were only two members of the tribe whose demise wouldn't cause a ruckus. Though the prospect of slaughtering the cowering, frail Parvati was delicious indeed, the mildly-deranged Osten seemed to be practically begging to have his throat slit. And so, under a blood-red moon, the Succubus dragged the unfortunate man out onto the beach, and drove a stake through his traitorous heart.

Two were dead. Sixteen remained.

[Elyse Mmmmemoto]

There was nothing for it. Someone else had to die. The Succubus sat and considered things for a while. Skupin and Judd were both practically begging to be slain, but their demise would have to wait. Killing Natalie, on the other hand, had too many benefits to reasonably outweigh. For starters, there was the aesthetics. Being rid of Natalie's hideousness would certainly improve the look of Mahtava beach, plus, with Parvati already lying dead in the wilderness, Natalie's death would leave Hellyse as the only female on the tribe, allowing her free reign over the libido-driven males.

Just like that, it was decided. And later that day, when Natalie went off alone to gather clams, Hellyse crept up behind her with the machete. The tide washed red, briefly. A delicate smile tugged at Hellyse's lips as she watched the slain redhead sink beneath the waves.

She whispered, "There can only be one..."

[Elyse Mmmmemoto]

Two things:

Number one, I keep forgetting to mention how hilarious it is that the first guy Hellyse killed has "Cerberus" as his username. Cerberus is the three-headed dog that guards the underworld in Greek mythology, so, yes, The Succubus just killed Hades' dog.

Number two, "There can only be one" would be a pimpin' episode title. Come to think of it, so would "A pimpin' episode title" ...

[Elyse Mmmmemoto]

Having successfully gotten hew new tribe feeding out of the palm of her hand, Hellyse debated for a while about the merit of killing her new playthings. She wasn't exactly fond of them, in the same way in which people generally are not fond of having screwdrivers jammed into their ear canals, but it occurred to her that having numbers at the merge would probably a good thing, if only to increase the possibilities to destroy things.

However, Ashley riled the Succubus when she attempted to seduce people with pictures of her porky, rotund body. This was so ridiculous that Hellyse decided to mercy-kill the poor delusional girl before her tainted DNA could infect future generations. So, when Ashley took the machete into the woods to perform her daily ritual of cutting herself, Hellyse bashed her over the head with a copy of Catcher In the Rye, and slit the unconscious girl's wrists, ensuring that she would never wake. As the literature-ignorant Ashley lay bleeding to death, Hellyse spat on her, snarling "In Soviet Russia, "Catcher in the Rye" hates you![/i]"

[Elyse Mmmmemoto]

Aaaand this voting parchment is the reason why Windows Vista's version of MSPaint needs to die in a fire.

Anyway.

When it came time to feed, the Succubus was rather ambivalent regarding her selection of victim. While she had promised Mikayla and Jenna that the three of them would exterminate the men, it came to light that Jenna and Mikayla were busily whoring themselves out to the men in an attempt to prolong their own survival. The Succubus was incensed, as this was the alliance equivalent of having your lesbian life partner opt to become bisexual. They say that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Well, a woman scorned hath no fury like a Succubus in a good mood. A Succubus in a bad mood... well...

Let's just say Jenna's lucky that food is scarce around here, or she'd have some peanut butter and chocolated wedged in a very uncomfortable place.

[Elyse Mmmmemoto]

Voting for Ibe. Might not have time to make a vote. YAY CHRISTMAS VACATION

[Elyse Mmmmemoto]

It had been a while since last the Succubus had tasted the blood of innocents, and she found herself hungering for the taste of virgin flesh. However, since Candice and Mikayla were both whores, and Christa was a crackhead, the Kendis Smokca tribe were fresh out of virgins. So the Succubus decided instead to gorge herself on the tender flesh of the traitorous little bitch who'd been stupid enough to try and slay her several rounds before.

After all, a Succubus never forgets...

[Elyse Mmmmemoto]

There were, originally, 15,994 reasons why Mikayla had to die. A lot of them had to do with the fact that whores like her tend to annoy Succubi - after all, when one is able to pay $2 to have unbridled, passionate sex with a shapely maiden without fear of having their jugular torn out, it tends to put a damper on the trade.

Brandon's ouster, which ruined the fake HII and cost the game its funniest player, was 10 more reasons all by itself.

Then came the survey challenge, in which Mikayla decided to completely abandon any pretence of caring about her own survival, and decided instead to doom herself by continually smacking Hellyse's tiles and ruining what would have otherwise been a nigh-on-flawless victory.

You don't ever hit a Succubus, folks. You are polite to them, you allow them to ravish you as many times, in as many ways as they want, and then if you're lucky enough to still have a tongue, you thank them, gather up your clothes, and run like hell.

But Mikayla was too stupid to realize this. Each smashed tile was worth in excess of 1,000 reasons for Mikayla to die, but Hellyse limited it to a solid thousand for each. No sense in overkilling the suicidally dim girl.

There were, then, 19,004 reasons for Mikayla to die, and 0 reasons for her to live. So, while the rest slept, Hellyse gagged Mikayla with her own bikini top, and left her hogtied next to an anthill, watching gleefully as the vicious little insects began to feed.

The slow, torturous death was practically too good for the likes of Mikayla. But it would have to suffice...

[Elyse Mmmmemoto]

With Mikayla voted off, Candice was down half a brain, and had no options left.

"I know!" screamed Skupin. "Let's kill John! He's been completely loyal to us, and Candice has lied to every single one of us! It's the perfect plan."

Hellyse, however, was having none of this. Candice had committed the ultimate sin in attempting to strike at Hellyse last round. Succubi don't forgive, and even if they did, they definitely do not forget.

The Succubus walked down the beach, to where Candice was bathing. The whore sported a mocking grin, certain that she would survive the round with nary a scratch.

"No hard feelings?" grinned the whore.

Hellyse pondered this a moment, then plunged her claws into the blonde's jugular.

"Not anymore."

[Elyse Mmmmemoto]

As the bleeding Candice lay on the ground, clutching her throat, Skupin and Alex ran up the path, gleefully holding the severed head of John on a platter.

"Look! Look!" the boys screamed. "We killed him! Isn't it great?"

Frothing with inner rage, the Succubus immediately changed plans. She knelt and helped Candice up.

"What happened?" mumbled Candice.

Hellyse shrugged. "You fell and hit your throat on a log. I saved you."

"Oh, okay."

Later that night, the Succubus walked in on Alex and Christa, who were having passionate sex in one of the production huts. Christa fled, swearing that she was going off to kill Skupin.

Alex, wrapped only in a bedsheet, backed nervously into a corner. "Uh, hey, Hellyse, I know I said I'd only have sex with you, but Christa isn't as smart or talented as you, so I like her more. And I'm sorry for killing John without your permission, I just didn't want things to be boring!"

Hellyse smiled. Her fangs glistened in the moonlight. "Don't worry, Alex," she purred. "This won't be boring at all."

[Host Lex]

[Elyse Mmmmemoto]

[Elyse Mmmmemoto]

My original design for this vote was going to be a picture of Jesus + A, (Christ-A, you see), but I was afraid that would tick Brandon off.

Anyway. Deathness.

With Alex having been eviscerated for his boneheaded infidelity, there remained only the matter of his adulterous partner to take care of.

Of course, it hardly seemed a kill worth performing - the Succubus was well aware that there would shortly come a time when the enigmatic will of Deus ex Machina would come to smite a hapless individual. While Christa stood the least chance of obtaining the power, there was still a chance, however slim, that keeping the crackhead around would result in the Succubus being jobbed out of a well-deserved million dollars.

Of course, there was the matter of whether to kill Christa outright, or to throw her into a pit with the feral Skupin, and let him destroy her. Both options had pros and cons, and, truth be told, the Succubus found both options appealing in the extreme. Either way, Christa would more than likely wind up dead.

With Deus ex Machina pending, allowing the more primal threats of Skupin and Candice to survive and nip at one another was actually a reasonably good method of operations, as each would see the other as a nemesis, and leave the Succubus be, little realizing that in slaying the other they ensured their own swift doom.

Everything was coming together, just as it had been foretold when first this game was forged in the dawn of Rose and Curtis' minds. The world would soon tremble in fear...