(O/n) point of view

"First things first!" Paintbrush then promptly gets a sharp object and stabs balloon. "There we go." Did-Did I just see someone get murdered in front of my eyes?

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Anyways I tried to find a possible way to escape this madness but it's either I go down or I win. I chose to sit down and listened to people's conversations. If I do this, then I'll get to know my competition clearly, so that makes it easier for me to win.

"I think we should move over to the left. NO! I think we should move over to the right! NO! I HATE YOU! I hate you too!" Yang proceeds to punch...er...yin? Or themselves????? Err.. I didn't know how to feel about this...?

"Scrubbing! SCRUBBING! All day long! ehehehehhe...." Okay why is soap scrubbing the glacier? That's useless. I'll take note that she'll clean anything on sight...My competition, if done right, will be a walk in the park...Soap then gets pushed off by a mad yin-yang, promptly following soap afterwards. Possibly due to Yang but eh.

"Uh...Trophy Horseplay I think we should, like, form an alliance." Ooh this was good, I quickly spun around to Tissues direction. Tissues was trying to start an alliance with trophy? I better write what trophy does. After all, tissues is probably one of the weaker contestants on the glacier.

"Yeah, and I think you should, like, Die." Trophy harshly kicks tissues off the glacier and he looks in knifes direction. "I'd rather form an alliance with mr. sharp guy. You seem tough." Ah, so he kicks weak people away and instantly tried to befriend strong people? That's something. That's really interesting to me...I've never met any object whose done this before. This guy really is...something else. And we're already in the first challenge. Jesus...okay (O/N), hear what knife has to say. I flipped my sketchbook to knifes page. Gotta have a detailed description of everyone here.

"Nope, I'm not interested." Knife said. I was surprised. I thought Knife was going to agree, but no? I wonder why? "Um, Excuse Me?" "Sorry, you and I are quite... different." Knife said. What could be so different about- "Um, how? We're both jocks." Trophy said as he put his hands on his 'hips.' So... trophy is a jock? That explains his attitude towards people! Interesting. "No, You're a jock, and I'm a jerk. Big difference." "FINE! We'll settle this like men, with the ultimate-" Trophy then gets punched off of the ice by knife. Why did knife label himself as The jerk? I might ask one of the older contestants soon... But for now, all I have to do is wait. Wait until someone probably pushes me off of the glacier...

And then, I zoned out. I zoned out of the challenge and looked ahead of me. I didn't even notice lightbulb walking towards me. And she just stood still and I just sat still. It was a silence, an awkward silence at that. "Wow, you're really good at this non-interacting thing. How do you pull it off?" Lightbulb finally said. I sat there, silent. "A true master indeed." Lightbulb then looks around, and then that's when it hit me. Lightbulb gently kicked me off the glacier and now I was in the nearly freezing water. Everything felt futile. It was like my actions didn't matter-

Cold.

Am I, feeling cold?

No fucking shit mind, I'm in freezing water...I finally snapped out of my trance and quickly swam up to some kind of surface. I don't know what surface it was until I got up there. I started to cough uncontrollably. The ice water got into my lungs and it hurts like hell. I hate zoning out, it's one of my bad habits of mines...I don't know. The world is spinning, and I need some type of surface so I can lay down...ugh...

That was when a red fan extended his hand to help me out of the freezing cold water. I accepted his gesture for help and lied down. "Are you okay? You were coughing really badly and I just want to see if you're okay." Fan said. "I'm fine... I'm fine. This is why I don't do anything sports related. I tend to zone out a lot so it throws me off and mess up. I'm sorry if I was concerning you." "Oh no no no! It's fine! Uhh...." Fan was trying to figure out my name. "O-oh! It's (O/N)! Please to make your acquaintance." I said, extending my hand as I slowly got up. "FAN! NICE TO MEET YOU (O/N)!!!" Fan said as he jumped around. He didn't even shake my hand, rude. This guy might not be so bad-

Then a screech came out of nowhere making everyone fall off and making the glacier break.

OW! WHATS THAT HORRIBLE SCREAMING?!?!

"Oh no.....Ahhh!" Microphone was in the water and got fried. Ouch. And the ice has been broken. Lightbulb couldn't reach Baseball, and Baseball couldn't reach lightbulb. "Baseball, this is going to be kind of hard to win now! I can't reach!" "What a coincidence. I can't either." Oh, oh....Oh....I get it...because baseball has no...no arms...ouch.

"Well, the Ice has been broken. I think you two deserve the spot for team captain." "Yea-eah!" Lightbulb celebrated. Didn't lightbulb get team captain in season 1? Strange. So... I wonder what team I'll be placed in? Who knows..?

"Can I choose the teams first?" "Omga! I think, not!" They were squabbling like little children until mephone interrupted their little argument. "Actually, we're selecting the teams based on the order you all got out in the challenge. The Odd numbers are on baseballs team, and the even numbers are on Lightbulbs team." Oh, so I'm in a team with...Oh..Oh no...that fucking cheese block...I swear I'm going to burn him to a stake. If that's even possible. "Sigh...I'm so sad we don't have paintbrush on our team. She's tall. She would come in handy someday." "Paintbrush is a girl?" Nickel butted in. "I always thought paintbrush was a boy though..." I said. "Yeah!....I'm on that team!" Paintbrush points to... err... his?...Her?...team...I...Uh...oh dear...

"And who are You supposed to be?" Knife says, pointing to me. "Oh, me? Well, uhh... I'm (O/N). Nice to meet you I guess." Knife just stared at me, and I was starting to feel pretty uncomfortable. "Knife." He said.

"Wow, that all happened so fast! Hi team baseball!" Baseball said with enthusiasm. "Uh, why is it team baseball? That kinda contradicts the team dynamic, you know?" "Nickel does have a point... It does contradict the dynamic, seeing some of us don't even specialize in sports like for instance, microphone." I said. "Okay, You both can choose a team name." Mephone said.

"Well, just because we're so epic, how about team ep-" "NO! we are not going to be named team epic again!" Oh my god I loved team epic. That team name was so funny. I believe knife liked the name so they chose it. It was funny seeing mephone say that they were "Not so epic."

"Fine...Hmm, well...just because we're so bright." *SLAP* oh my fucking god not that son of a bitch cheese..."And, because we light up this game..." *SLAP* "We should be the bright lights!" *SLAP* I swear to fuck if that idiot continues slapping I'm gonna do unspeakable things. "You're the bright lights." Mephone announced. "Since we're gonna hit this challenge out of the park.." *SLAP* you know what screw it. "We're going to be the grand slams!" *Sl-* Before he could slap his fucking knee, I slapped him in the face as hard as I can, and when I use my full strength, it's not pretty. I used it on him to make him shut up for once. "OW!" "You're the Grand Slams."

"Anyway, the First team challenge is a friendly game of dodgeball." Oh God, dodgeball. I can already feel trophys aura from here and I don't like it. "But I'm so tired...And my condishawn...is getting worse! AC-CHOO!" Mucus got onto soap. Okay, that was gross. I'm kinda glad I'm on this team. "Each team gets dodge balls. If you hit a player on the opposite team, they are out. However, if they catch it, you are out."

"Well no arms is going to make it easy to catch them." Nickel said. I hear sarcasm. He emphasized on the easy. "So go, now!" Mephone announced. And the game began.

"First things first!" Paintbrush kicks a fast Dodge ball at balloon, popping him. "There we go!" I swear why does this individual literally kill balloon Infront of my eyes...

"Just give all of the balls to me." Trophy said. Wait WHAT THE HELL TROPHY?! "You'd like that, Wouldn't you? hehe.. get it?" Okay for once this guy was funny. I started to snicker from that joke he just said. "Don't go there..." Microphone said. Trophy looked pissed at the both of us. Not just that block of cheese... I really need to give him a name... but trophy was staring at the BOTH of us with a murderous intent. Oh fuck I did something bad... "You cheesy twerp! And you! STOP LAUGHING!" he used the Dodge ball he had to hit both cheesy and me off of the platform. I fell face first on the grass. Not again. I should be calling him cheesy now. Suits him with his lame puns. "Trophy! How can you just hit our team like that!" Knife grunts as he picks up a ball and throws it at trophy, knocking him out of the game and landing next to me. What a coincidence. I still can't get over what that cheesy guy said and I started to giggle. "Why are you giggling, moron?.... OH ITS BECAUSE OF THAT IDIOTS JOKE ISN'T IT?" he yelled. I couldn't take it anymore. I just flipped on the grass, laughing. I haven't laughed like this in ages! Trophy looks down and sees me in a state like this. He knows I'm feeling joy right now. He knows that I'm cherishing this right now, because this could be the last time I do this. "O-okay...okay...phew...haven't laughed like that in ages...haha...." I sit back up and watched the game with intensity. My face was now relaxed while I watched the match. I leaned against trophy and he jolted. "STOP LEANING ON ME YOU...uh..." Trophy couldn't get the words out. "IFH!" he huffed and just left me there. "We aren't winning this. There's no way microphone can win on her-"

Then the screaming happened again.

OW NOT THE SCREAMING! ANYTHING BUT THE SCREAMING THAT HURTS!! I quickly put my hands over my...err...do I even have ears..? But anyways, I put my hands on where my "ears" and looked at the field. Miraculously, the Dodge balls (she had 2) hit all the people on the Bright lights "Oh......Welp my claim was a lie, we did win." I said. I didn't believe that we won but oh well. Microphone carried. "Wow, what a Macro win for a Microphone." *SLAP* My face went from happy to disappointment so fast...

"So, one of the bright lights is going home, viewers." Wait, Viewers? Oh wait, I forgot that we were on a reality show. I mentally and physically face palmed myself. "Vote for one of the bright lights to be eliminated. But do NOT vote in the comments!" Toilet popped up and said "Why not?" Mephone explained that the voting will now take place on a website he created specifically for the show. Honestly I'm impressed. Never thought they would make a website just for this.

Hmm...I'm excited for what is in store for me next. I wonder though, will we get somewhere to sleep? "Everyone, follow me. This is where you will be sleeping for the competition." Oh, they look like college dorms, but more like a cabin if you will. I hope he didn't do anything illegal like putting 2 people with the opposite gender in a same room. But honestly mephone looks like he doesn't even give a fuck, so fuck the law. "Your dorms are labeled with your respective team logo and your name. You will find out who you will be sleeping with. I was hoping to sleep by my own, but oh well. If I have to end up sleeping with trophy it will literally be the end of me.

I kinda stayed outside for a bit before walking into the dorm area. It was neat. There was the living room, it contained a lot of arcade games and a pool table. OH YEAH POOL! The kitchen was very neat! I just so happen to be a cook myself! Might share a classic of mine! Anyways the dorm area was upstairs. I climbed the stairs carefully and walked over to where my name was. I couldn't see the other name because it was too dark. So, I opened the dorm room and I could not believe my eyes... The person I had to share dorms with... This definitely violates that no boy girl dorm thing.

I'm going to suffer.

"Oh great, I have to share a dorm with you, trophy...."