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Monday, September 11, 2006

Most Intense Game Ever

Elliott = friend from high school
Kiwi = New Zealander

I was at a beach in New Zealand. The water and waves were perfect so I went swimming. I received a call from a guy I had met earlier and even though I didn't have a phone with me I could see the message because the words from it appeared in the sky as he spoke them. He asked me if I was able to join him and his friends for five weeks in South America. He said that because I am a vegetarian, my poo makes excellent fertilizer and they could use it for the planting project they will be working on. I had no interest in going to South America with him, so I ignored his call. I got out of the ocean and was going back to the hotel room I was staying in because I was going to meet my family to go see a movie with them.
I went into a spa to shower and get dressed. There were attendants everywhere but when I asked one of them for a towel she wasn't very willing to give me one. She started talking to me about my American accent, and said it was sad that I didn't have a Kiwi accent like herself. I told her I could if I wanted to.
I was doing an activity with my New Zealand group. It involved teams of two or three, and we were all suspended in gondola-like things hundreds of feet above the ground. The game was like virtual reality, because you could potentially "die" but it wasn't real if you did, and the object was to eliminate all the other players. We wore skydiving gear, which consisted of harnesses, gloves, caps, goggles, and a jumpsuit. We were also each attached by a bungi chord. I wanted to be in the same gondola as Elliott and some guy named Mike. Elliott and mike got in a gondola together, and when I tried to get in the last seat, the guy running the thing said I couldn't. I pointed out that there was a third seat, which he was apparently unaware of because he apologized, and let me take my seat. The bungi chords they gave me kept coming out of my harness, and were otherwise working improperly, but the attendants didn't seem to care. When I sat down in my seat I asked Elliott to retie the bungi to my harness. Once I was settled, the attendants pushed a button, and we shot out to the open air, suspended over the city. The whole line stopped momentarily, and the three of us sat facing a girl in another single gondola. She was petrified of being so high up, so she unstrapped herself from the harness and threw herself toward the ground. I watched her fall and when her body made contact with the pavement she just disappeared. We figured she was just so afraid she didn't even want to try to play, but I thought she was stupid because purposely "commiting suicide" would be a lot scarier than just playing. However I felt reassured knowing that if I chose to do the same, I wouldn't actually die.
Now we were in the middle of the game. I was no longer sitting in the gondola, and was just using my bungi to jump around. We were inside a carnival in the city, and some guys from another team were playing a carnival game that involved fake guns, but they were using them to shoot me. I jumped around avoiding some of the bullets, which were like little pieces of dandelion fur, and was taunting the guys because they couldn't shoot me. Then one of them shot me. They all celebrated because they had killed me, but because I hadn't actually died I didn't think I was out. Some of them started to chase me, and I scaled up the inside of a big stone overhang. Ryan had been one of the guys trying to shoot me, and he was on top of the overhang. He didn't know I was there, so I was going to wait till he started to leave, then catch him by surprise and push him off. However, I couldn't wait any longer so I jumped out too early and he captured me. He ran over to one of the people running the game and asked if I was out. The attendant said I was, so I conceeded.

1 Comments:

Blogger Briggity Brak said...

i want to go sky-diving.

September 12, 2006 11:01 AM  

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