User blog comment:FiftyShadesOfJay/The User Purge Games/@comment-5760279-20140714215443

Since nobody else in le alliance is on.. Im going to post.

Summer listens to the announcement and the words repeat in her head. "Again," She groans, getting up from her bed and going to the bathroom. She splashes cold water on her face, freshens up and puts on a black tank top with a brown vest and some short shorts (hehe :3). Braiding her hair, she goes into the closet and pulls out her crossbow. She slides it and the quiver into her old school backpack and swings it over her shoulder. Summer runs to the kitchen, and sees the cleaver set out from last night. She grabs it and a baguette and stuffs the bread into her backpack. A small, light tear escapes her eye as the memories of her family seem to flood the house. Summer shakes them out of her head and heads out the door, slamming the weak and creaky door shut out of anger. Grasping the cleaver tightly, her face becomes hot and she looks around for her alliance.