Outwit. Outplay. Outlast.

where 20 men and women fight in the ultimate competition of determination, strength, endurance, and resilience.

[survivorau]

survivorau·:

the paranoia kicks in the second she hears the word idol said out loud. immediately, she starts shushing the other, frantically looking around to see if anyone’s onto them. “shh, shh! don’t-” she points an accusatory finger. “say the i word, okay? i don’t want anyone to know anything.” it’s a little too late for that. she’s already been caught, and now, it seems to be in her best interest to work with the other. she gives it a thought before nodding her head, now eager to get this show on the road. “promise?” she double-checks. “gorgeous! we have a deal.” she instantly feels a bit better now that she knows she has at least one ally. she follows the girl, stick in her hand, eyes trying to get a proper look at the surroundings. “okay, okay, so- i’ve already checked around that tree over there,” she uses the stick to point. “so.. let’s go to the right?” she can’t be sure at this point. “follow that trail..” 

it was nice to already start forming alliances, and with her, it was nice, alice was definitely putting herself in the right court and she could feel it. Selma had the right idea in mind, and being able to coast on her coattails would get her far enough. “perfect” she lets out with a smirk “so that was your first idea?” she asked with a smile “get immunity?” she was almost whispering, they had at least a couple yards between anyone that could over hear them but she didnt want to blow it. She let her already blistered feet lead her up the trail “so what do you think the first challenge will be like?” she inquired “I think I will do great as a puzzlemaster..or a key person? I dont usually fold under pressure?” she was rambling, but she also knew how easily men wrote off women talking in such a manner, she would have hoped it would have sounded like insignificant chit chat as her eyes scanned the trees and rocks

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survivorau·:

“strategy purposes?” she offers, tone lighthearted and playful, but judging by the expression his face, he’s not quite buying it. but, it’s fine. she’s still got few more hours, possibly few more days to get in majority’s good graces. “i won’t argue with you on that.” she lets out a breathy laugh. “i don’t even know what we can and cannot eat out here. like, i’m familiar with rice, so.. i guess unless someone literally says like, ‘hey georgie, this is totally not poisonous’, i’ll stick with what i know.” she shrugs, a hint of humor in her tone as she takes up the role of the ditz. “totally. first impressions are everything.” a pause. “have you had the time to, like, speak to anyone?” 

“what strategy would that be?” he laughed shaking his head just a bit “wounding a teammate doesnt sound like the right first day move” he was smiling, warm, frighteningly easy with his words. He turned back to the bush and pulled some more of the fruit off the bush and turning his attention away from her, knowing his face would surely give away his disdain for the air head persona. “good thing we have a lot of rice..” he laughed “I’ll make sure you dont eat anything poisonous.” he shrugged, collecting the fruit in a large leaf. “they really are, and he is not going to be my top pick” he shrugged “maybe its an energy thing? who knows? We will see how he acts in the first challenge” he turned back to her “not really, too busy trying to get us settled in” he smirked “what about you? anyone I should look out for?” 

[survivorau]

survivorau​:

She was already tired of everyone on the island, her legs hurt, her hair was crunchy and she couldnt wait to show how she had always shone, the puzzles and games, this other stuff far too difficult. She pressed her body off the beach, she was about to be asked to do something and while artfully avoiding it she saw someone poking things with sticks. “what..” then it all clicked “youre looking for the idol!” her eyes lit up “I wont say anything, and ill even be cover, as long as you have my back if you find it” she stated with a raise of her brow, going to pick up a rock “cause we are just looking for rocks after all..” she smirked before going to grab another “come on” she stated going deeper into the woods, not really taking any other answer but yes to her proposition. 

the paranoia kicks in the second she hears the word idol said out loud. immediately, she starts shushing the other, frantically looking around to see if anyone’s onto them. “shh, shh! don’t-” she points an accusatory finger. “say the i word, okay? i don’t want anyone to know anything.” it’s a little too late for that. she’s already been caught, and now, it seems to be in her best interest to work with the other. she gives it a thought before nodding her head, now eager to get this show on the road. “promise?” she double-checks. “gorgeous! we have a deal.” she instantly feels a bit better now that she knows she has at least one ally. she follows the girl, stick in her hand, eyes trying to get a proper look at the surroundings. “okay, okay, so- i’ve already checked around that tree over there,” she uses the stick to point. “so.. let’s go to the right?” she can’t be sure at this point. “follow that trail..” 

[survivorau]

eaexu​:

He watched the whole display and his smile quickly faded, before he put up a small phoney one before she could open her eyes. She would be an easy target, “why would I hit you with a turtle?” he inquired with a knitted brow. “it looks like passionfruit.. but who knows” he smiled. “all i know is if it was poisonous we would know it by now” he teased. His eyes betrayed him, they rolled on their own volition at the mention of his name. He had a feeling that he would be the one that tried to play alpha, he was ready to see if the only other person he took interest in felt the same. What was his name? it started with a J maybe.. He was clearly zoning out as she complained but then he snapped himself back to reality. “that sounds fucking awful..” he laughed “glad i left when I did or I would have said something not so nice and made enemies day one” he laughed just a bit “

"strategy purposes?” she offers, tone lighthearted and playful, but judging by the expression his face, he’s not quite buying it. but, it’s fine. she’s still got few more hours, possibly few more days to get in majority’s good graces. “i won’t argue with you on that.” she lets out a breathy laugh. “i don’t even know what we can and cannot eat out here. like, i’m familiar with rice, so.. i guess unless someone literally says like, ‘hey georgie, this is totally not poisonous’, i’ll stick with what i know.” she shrugs, a hint of humor in her tone as she takes up the role of the ditz. “totally. first impressions are everything.” a pause. “have you had the time to, like, speak to anyone?” 

[survivorau]

survivorau​:

The silence that filled the beach was palpable, no one seemed to want to speak up. Danny wasnt going to be the first, he was still winded from being the only one to carry more than two things back to the beach, he knew he had strength, he knew that he had at least the first elimination safe. He heard everyone start to chime in and he held onto his tongue, he had worked up an appetite and knew that fish would get old. “I dont know how many of you have lived on only fish, but it blows, he has his head in the right place” 

“yeah I am all for trying new things.. but lets say no to the bat?” she stated almost too over dramatically. Mac took a breath in and surveyed the area. She was ill equipped for this, she knew it, so she was trying to fly under the radar, maybe make people laugh. “but I think traps would be a good idea” 

Spencer was grateful when the man had spoken up. He let out an audible laugh when he mentioned the bat “yeah.. thats all sorts of gross.. but mongeese could be good meat if we could trap one.. back home we trap all sorts of small critters, so I will try and set some traps up and see if we can get ahead that way, hunger is a killer, and we need our strength, while the other team doesnt look like too much of a threat, they already seem to be bonded pretty well” he shrugged just a bit “can anyone start a fire?” 

as someone with zero experience when it comes to hunting or... doing any other outdoor activities for that matter, stephan can definitely appreciate someone with knowledge. judging by his tone, spencer seems confident in his skills, and that’s enough for the lanky blonde to trust him. “okay, sounds great.” he nods. “do you need a hand?” might as well make himself useful. 

"i could try to do fire, maybe?” nola suggests out of the blue. “maybe?” someone snickers, causing her to let out a laugh. “what? i can try. i’ve seen a few tutorials, don’t cross a sister out.” she jokes. 

"if you wanna take one for the team, that’s fine by me.” he grins. “actually, how do we feel about splitting up?” he looks over at the group. “the four of us work on the shelter,” he means himself, topher, andrew and danny. “mr. hunter over here sets up the traps and,” he glances at stephan. “you and the girls get the fire going and maybe braid a couple of leaves for the roof?” he suggests. “i’m in.” topher agrees, enthusiastically. “sure.” nola nods, and so does stephan, who despite wanting to make plans of his own doesn’t wanna go against the tribe right off the bat. “okay, great.” enzo smirks. “everyone else good?” 

[survivorau]

she knows it’s their first day. she also knows that looking for an idol on the very first day is some risky business. that, however, doesn’t stop her from actually looking for the idol on the first day. she’s got a plan, a stick in hand that she uses to poke at leaves, rocks, trees, whatever might look suspicious. she’s even got a story, but it doesn’t come out as smooth as she had imagined when someone actually approaches her, catches her red-handed and throws her completely off-guard. “hey.” she tries to play it cool. “i’m trying to gather some rocks for the fire pit.” she lies to their face, offering a meek smile. “do you wanna help?” 

[survivorau]

She was already tired of everyone on the island, her legs hurt, her hair was crunchy and she couldnt wait to show how she had always shone, the puzzles and games, this other stuff far too difficult. She pressed her body off the beach, she was about to be asked to do something and while artfully avoiding it she saw someone poking things with sticks. “what..” then it all clicked “youre looking for the idol!” her eyes lit up “I wont say anything, and ill even be cover, as long as you have my back if you find it” she stated with a raise of her brow, going to pick up a rock “cause we are just looking for rocks after all..” she smirked before going to grab another “come on” she stated going deeper into the woods, not really taking any other answer but yes to her proposition. 

[eaexu]

survivorau·:

she doesn’t expect anything to be flung at her, and so, she immediately turns around, a small squeal escaping as she covers her head with her hands. the fruit hits her in the side before falling to the ground. with a laugh, she shakes her head and reaches for it. “oh, my god. i thought you trying to, like, hit me with a turtle or something.” she chuckles, dusting the sand off the mysterious fruit. with an amused half-smile and brows raised, she watches him bite into the thing, as if to assure it’s safe before doing the same. “mm. oh, snap, it’s actually nice.” she admits. “what even is that?” she questions, before shaking her head at his inquiry. “no, not even.” she tells him with a small shake of the head. “in fact, i’m here to collect some more firewood, because, according to keaton, apparently all of the three batches i got were too wet.” 

He watched the whole display and his smile quickly faded, before he put up a small phoney one before she could open her eyes. She would be an easy target, “why would I hit you with a turtle?” he inquired with a knitted brow. “it looks like passionfruit.. but who knows” he smiled. “all i know is if it was poisonous we would know it by now” he teased. His eyes betrayed him, they rolled on their own volition at the mention of his name. He had a feeling that he would be the one that tried to play alpha, he was ready to see if the only other person he took interest in felt the same. What was his name? it started with a J maybe.. He was clearly zoning out as she complained but then he snapped himself back to reality. “that sounds fucking awful..” he laughed “glad i left when I did or I would have said something not so nice and made enemies day one” he laughed just a bit “

[survivorau]

she knows it’s their first day. she also knows that looking for an idol on the very first day is some risky business. that, however, doesn’t stop her from actually looking for the idol on the first day. she’s got a plan, a stick in hand that she uses to poke at leaves, rocks, trees, whatever might look suspicious. she’s even got a story, but it doesn’t come out as smooth as she had imagined when someone actually approaches her, catches her red-handed and throws her completely off-guard. “hey.” she tries to play it cool. “i’m trying to gather some rocks for the fire pit.” she lies to their face, offering a meek smile. “do you wanna help?” 

[survivorau]

survivorau·:

it was during that paddling through the ocean when stephan realized he probably shouldn’t even be out here. being one of the lanky, not too physical players definitely puts the target on your back in the first few days, and not being able to carry the same amount of supplies as the other men on the tribe doesn’t help the case. he’s already feeling a little on the outs and they all haven’t even properly spoken to each other, but he decides not to let the self-doubt get the best of him. not on day one. he puts the supplies down, uses the back of his hand to push up his glasses (the very same ones he almost fucking lost on that boat earlier) and turns to look at the person who spoke. there’s a second of silence, some people giving each other confused looks. that’s when he claims of the role of the teacher’s pet, the only guy in class who actually answers the question. “well, uh- there should be fruit bats and mongooses, but.. i don’t know how much you guys are into that?” brows furrow slightly. “yeah, no, i’m not eating a bat.” tallulah claims. “what the fuck are moongeese?” topher whispers, confused. “no, that’s fair.” stephan agrees with the girl, small smile on his face, gaze turning back to spencer. “but, um.. the marine life here is apparently very something-something, so fishing might be our best option?” he suggests, a hint of nervousness in his tone as his brain tries not to cross the line between helpful and bossy-annoying. 

“yeah, what’s wrong with fish?” she questions with her resting bitch face, tone a little too hostile. “we’ve got a fucking net we could use, so…” she trails off, coming across more annoyed than she really is. 

The silence that filled the beach was palpable, no one seemed to want to speak up. Danny wasnt going to be the first, he was still winded from being the only one to carry more than two things back to the beach, he knew he had strength, he knew that he had at least the first elimination safe. He heard everyone start to chime in and he held onto his tongue, he had worked up an appetite and knew that fish would get old. “I dont know how many of you have lived on only fish, but it blows, he has his head in the right place” 

“yeah I am all for trying new things.. but lets say no to the bat?” she stated almost too over dramatically. Mac took a breath in and surveyed the area. She was ill equipped for this, she knew it, so she was trying to fly under the radar, maybe make people laugh. “but I think traps would be a good idea” 

Spencer was grateful when the man had spoken up. He let out an audible laugh when he mentioned the bat “yeah.. thats all sorts of gross.. but mongeese could be good meat if we could trap one.. back home we trap all sorts of small critters, so I will try and set some traps up and see if we can get ahead that way, hunger is a killer, and we need our strength, while the other team doesnt look like too much of a threat, they already seem to be bonded pretty well” he shrugged just a bit “can anyone start a fire?” 

[survivorau]

survivorau​:

He had been scourging for dry enough wood and other things he could use to aide in whoever was going to start the fire when he stumbled upon a bush with some wild fruit. Considering it was fiji, he had assumed most of it to be safe, he had done a lot of work with tropical flora and fauna so he had no qualms wiping the dirt off and taking a bite. He picked another one off the bush and tossed it to the person he heard approaching, half trying to be a good teammate, the other half trying to check how fast the other could react. “its sweet..” he stated taking another bite. “are we any closer to fire?” he inquired. 

she doesn’t expect anything to be flung at her, and so, she immediately turns around, a small squeal escaping as she covers her head with her hands. the fruit hits her in the side before falling to the ground. with a laugh, she shakes her head and reaches for it. “oh, my god. i thought you trying to, like, hit me with a turtle or something.” she chuckles, dusting the sand off the mysterious fruit. with an amused half-smile and brows raised, she watches him bite into the thing, as if to assure it’s safe before doing the same. “mm. oh, snap, it’s actually nice.” she admits. “what even is that?” she questions, before shaking her head at his inquiry. “no, not even.” she tells him with a small shake of the head. “in fact, i’m here to collect some more firewood, because, according to keaton, apparently all of the three batches i got were too wet.” 

[survivorau]

survivorau​:

Spencer had been silently eyeing up the rest of his group during the trek to base camp. A few people standing out but no one truly peaking his interest yet, mainly because hardly anyone spoke. The walk back had been easy, he had volunteered to put most of the stuff they had managed to collect on his back and carry it. He had been from a farming family, manual labor was basically all he was bred for. He let the prizes rest in the sand and he stretched his shoulders. “okay.. so I think I am going to look for food sources that arent fish.. anyone know anything about what lives out there so I can figure out what traps to make?” he smirked, the avid hunter in him already excited by the idea. 

it was during that paddling through the ocean when stephan realized he probably shouldn’t even be out here. being one of the lanky, not too physical players definitely puts the target on your back in the first few days, and not being able to carry the same amount of supplies as the other men on the tribe doesn’t help the case. he’s already feeling a little on the outs and they all haven’t even properly spoken to each other, but he decides not to let the self-doubt get the best of him. not on day one. he puts the supplies down, uses the back of his hand to push up his glasses (the very same ones he almost fucking lost on that boat earlier) and turns to look at the person who spoke. there’s a second of silence, some people giving each other confused looks. that’s when he claims of the role of the teacher’s pet, the only guy in class who actually answers the question. “well, uh- there should be fruit bats and mongooses, but.. i don’t know how much you guys are into that?” brows furrow slightly. “yeah, no, i’m not eating a bat.” tallulah claims. “what the fuck are moongeese?” topher whispers, confused. “no, that’s fair.” stephan agrees with the girl, small smile on his face, gaze turning back to spencer. “but, um.. the marine life here is apparently very something-something, so fishing might be our best option?” he suggests, a hint of nervousness in his tone as his brain tries not to cross the line between helpful and bossy-annoying. 

"yeah, what’s wrong with fish?” she questions with her resting bitch face, tone a little too hostile. “we’ve got a fucking net we could use, so...” she trails off, coming across more annoyed than she really is. 

[survivorau]

Spencer had been silently eyeing up the rest of his group during the trek to base camp. A few people standing out but no one truly peaking his interest yet, mainly because hardly anyone spoke. The walk back had been easy, he had volunteered to put most of the stuff they had managed to collect on his back and carry it. He had been from a farming family, manual labor was basically all he was bred for. He let the prizes rest in the sand and he stretched his shoulders. “okay.. so I think I am going to look for food sources that arent fish.. anyone know anything about what lives out there so I can figure out what traps to make?” he smirked, the avid hunter in him already excited by the idea. 

[survivorau]

He had been scourging for dry enough wood and other things he could use to aide in whoever was going to start the fire when he stumbled upon a bush with some wild fruit. Considering it was fiji, he had assumed most of it to be safe, he had done a lot of work with tropical flora and fauna so he had no qualms wiping the dirt off and taking a bite. He picked another one off the bush and tossed it to the person he heard approaching, half trying to be a good teammate, the other half trying to check how fast the other could react. “its sweet..” he stated taking another bite. “are we any closer to fire?” he inquired. 

[survivorau]

                            WELCOME TO SURVIVOR:                                              MAMANUCA ISLANDS. 

mamanuca islands; a volcanic archipelago in fiji. this beautiful place will serve as home for these twenty young americans, who for the next thirty-nine days will be forced to square off against the elements, the exotic wildlife and most importantly, each other, for a chance to win one million dollars and the title of sole survivor. 

we have randomly divided them into two tribes: vuravura, who will be located on the right side of the island, and cagi, who gets the left side. without further ado, let’s meet the teams.   

tribe color: purple                                                                       tribe color: orange

vuravura:                                                                                      cagi: 

  spencer                                                                                           saint   andrew                                                                                           mathias   danny                                                                                               liam   stephan                                                                                            jules   topher                                                                                             keaton   enzo                                                                                                edgar   caitlynn                                                                                            alice   mackenzie                                                                                      mandy   tallulah                                                                                           georgina   nola                                                                                                 selma

                                             OUTWIT. OUTPLAY. OUTLAST

[survivorau]

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[survivorau]

survivorau​:

Mathias’ curly brown hair was dreaded with salt and pressed against his cheek, the smile on his lips was downright devilish, he didnt take his eyes off the water for the entirety of Jules’ statement. He had noticed the speed in which Enzo had attempted to buddy buddy but was glad that Jules had finally said something. “hes a shark that one” he laughed, letting his spear connect with a fish before pulling it out of the water. “we need to keep an eye on him, protect liam at least” 

he glances at the other, brows raising slightly at the statement. “protect?” he scoffs, not too excited to play someone’s babysitter. “i’ll be honest with you,” he begins, tone hushed, a small smirk on his lips. “i don’t trust either of them.” he admits.

[survivorau]

enzo & liam

“‘sup, man.” he sits down next to the other. “how are you doing?” he inquires, his tone sincere. after liam lost what seemed to be his only ally, enzo wastes no time before trying to pull the man onto his side. 

[survivorau]

Liam is touched that someone would come up to him after that, hearing his name even once was jarring. “I am okay.. just wondering who voted for me, I mean maybe it was alice, but what if it wasnt? does someone want me out?” he asked.