But what are you going to do when you catch me?
Silence above the sandstone. He sounded silly to himself. He lowered himself down the rock.
What are you going to do?"
Ralph paused to look at me.
“All I wanted. was to just go home!”
The twins looked at each other, then at a panicked Ralph, and they were robbed of any knowledge of what to do, say, or even think.
“That’s all I wanted, that’s all I fought for, was for all of us to be okay, for all of us to be rescued, and all of us to be back to our normal lives. Now, the people who helped me all this way had that chance COMPLETELY TAKEN FROM THEM, STOLEN FROM THEM, KILLED FROM THEM! Maybe, maybe I’m next. I mean, look at them, and look at us. What we did, I don’t think anyone could recover …show more content…
“Good luck.” The other one said.
Ralph, heavy with dread, anger, and sadness, picked up his spear, turned away from the twins and toward the shelters, and started walking toward them. “Hey,” the twins said, “Thank you.” Ralph nodded, and made his way toward the shelter as the sun made its way down to the horizon. His spear clutched in his hands and his determination was higher than the mountain. The deck against him is stacked and he has a few cards left, but maybe, just maybe, he could turn the tide. Either that, or die trying.
The sun rose six hours later, followed by an army of gray clouds slowly closing in on the island. A lonely Ralph sat right outside the worn shelter, that piece of meat given to him down to the size of two bites, and then all gone.
Meanwhile, Jack, standing boldly on a large rock that overlooks his new empire and the people in it, is well-rested and ready for action. Torches and guards armed with spears at his sides, while the people of his empire look up to his lord as he gives his speech. “My brothers,” he states, “today is the day in which we triumph. This is the day where we will eliminate the last threat known to us. The one we call Ralph, the one we looked up to in the beginning, only to be on the brink of …show more content…
“So gear up, grab your spears, grab your torches, and get your war faces! That beast out there will be vanquished forever!”
Another cheer, the loudest of them all.
As the storm clouds ease closer and closer, Ralph scrambles around his ghost town on the beach, desperately picking up and packing up anything he could find, everything from fruits and vegetables to wood and spears. Unfortunately, he was still exhausted from the terrors of the days before, and he would have to leave most things behind. As clouds and battle cries draw closer, Ralph arms himself with a single spear.
Split up the sleeve! Search every part of this land! He is here!” Jack cried. The crowd followed his orders and split into many squadrons. “What if we can’t find him?” Roger asked.
“We will, and when we do, I will let you do the honors.” Jack replied as battle cries built up. With spears and torches raised, the crowd split up and sprinted in all directions.
Battle cries, like war sirens, rushed closer to the ghost town on the beach, and then the sand was broken up by savages rushing onto the land. The already-worn huts were knocked down like bowling pins as the savages rushed around. One savage saw the large fire and sprinted toward it. “Wait!” Another one said, “we need
Silence above the sandstone. He sounded silly to himself. He lowered himself down the rock.
What are you going to do?"
Ralph paused to look at me.
“All I wanted. was to just go home!”
The twins looked at each other, then at a panicked Ralph, and they were robbed of any knowledge of what to do, say, or even think.
“That’s all I wanted, that’s all I fought for, was for all of us to be okay, for all of us to be rescued, and all of us to be back to our normal lives. Now, the people who helped me all this way had that chance COMPLETELY TAKEN FROM THEM, STOLEN FROM THEM, KILLED FROM THEM! Maybe, maybe I’m next. I mean, look at them, and look at us. What we did, I don’t think anyone could recover …show more content…
“Good luck.” The other one said.
Ralph, heavy with dread, anger, and sadness, picked up his spear, turned away from the twins and toward the shelters, and started walking toward them. “Hey,” the twins said, “Thank you.” Ralph nodded, and made his way toward the shelter as the sun made its way down to the horizon. His spear clutched in his hands and his determination was higher than the mountain. The deck against him is stacked and he has a few cards left, but maybe, just maybe, he could turn the tide. Either that, or die trying.
The sun rose six hours later, followed by an army of gray clouds slowly closing in on the island. A lonely Ralph sat right outside the worn shelter, that piece of meat given to him down to the size of two bites, and then all gone.
Meanwhile, Jack, standing boldly on a large rock that overlooks his new empire and the people in it, is well-rested and ready for action. Torches and guards armed with spears at his sides, while the people of his empire look up to his lord as he gives his speech. “My brothers,” he states, “today is the day in which we triumph. This is the day where we will eliminate the last threat known to us. The one we call Ralph, the one we looked up to in the beginning, only to be on the brink of …show more content…
“So gear up, grab your spears, grab your torches, and get your war faces! That beast out there will be vanquished forever!”
Another cheer, the loudest of them all.
As the storm clouds ease closer and closer, Ralph scrambles around his ghost town on the beach, desperately picking up and packing up anything he could find, everything from fruits and vegetables to wood and spears. Unfortunately, he was still exhausted from the terrors of the days before, and he would have to leave most things behind. As clouds and battle cries draw closer, Ralph arms himself with a single spear.
Split up the sleeve! Search every part of this land! He is here!” Jack cried. The crowd followed his orders and split into many squadrons. “What if we can’t find him?” Roger asked.
“We will, and when we do, I will let you do the honors.” Jack replied as battle cries built up. With spears and torches raised, the crowd split up and sprinted in all directions.
Battle cries, like war sirens, rushed closer to the ghost town on the beach, and then the sand was broken up by savages rushing onto the land. The already-worn huts were knocked down like bowling pins as the savages rushed around. One savage saw the large fire and sprinted toward it. “Wait!” Another one said, “we need