Having redeemed their team by winning MS100, Sea has to reckon with the consequences of their victory, their relationship with Yellah, and the unexpected presence of an old friend.
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Out of the Rolling – Event 14: Send a New Message
Aryp swung the door to their hotel room shut. Their thoughts were backing up in their mind like a clogged drain. If they didn’t do this right now, they were going to explode. From under their bed came a cardboard box filled with “junk.” Next came their cutting mat, and from their bag came scissors,Continue reading “Out of the Rolling – Event 14: Send a New Message”
Out of the Rolling – Event 12: The Impossible Distance
Words. So many words. Way too many words to get through, and Shock was tired and miserable and just wanted to finish reading before they went to sleep.
Out of the Rolling – Event 11: Into the Thicket of It
Jump was grateful for the extra time in Kinikolu that the Jungle Jumpers had granted them. Most eliminated marbles had returned home hastily, either knowing they were due or hoping they were due their invitations to M1, but the Jungle Jumpers had many reasons to doubt their hopes of return, and that meant they couldContinue reading “Out of the Rolling – Event 11: Into the Thicket of It”
Out of the Rolling – Event 10: A Snowball’s Chance In Paradise
Every time I push the branches back, there’s more bugs, and when I try to swat the bugs, I hit more branches! It was a good idea to talk to Snowdrift, Minty Mint thought, as whether they liked it or not, being eliminated together had tied them together. But with their luck for the week,Continue reading “Out of the Rolling – Event 10: A Snowball’s Chance In Paradise”
Out of the Rolling – Event 9: Dazed with Destiny
Suddenly, Momomo felt dizzy. Their breathing became shallow as the starting gate at Snowflake Slope lifted and the bobsled entered the track. “Is everything okay?” asked Momo. “I don’t know. It’s really cold up here.” “But you’re all bundled up. It’s just a short sprint down,” assured Mo. “No…everything’s spinning,” said Momomo as snow kickedContinue reading “Out of the Rolling – Event 9: Dazed with Destiny”
Out of the Rolling – Event 8: Once Bitten, Twice Shy
Just before the midpoint, too — poor me, Pinky Panther, finally drifting off to sleep after having stumbled out from the dancefloor, thought. I should’ve at least held out to be sixteenth. Oh well. Though they had fallen asleep in their room, when they awoke they were somewhere dark and formless and unfamiliar. Explosions ofContinue reading “Out of the Rolling – Event 8: Once Bitten, Twice Shy”
Out of the Rolling – Event 7: Food for Thought
“Thank you for waiting!” A waiter said, smiling as they placed a giant platter that resembled a painter’s palette on the table in front of them. “Here’s one Chef’s Palette for the both of you. Please enjoy!” The food arrived in front of Rojo Uno and Frost who were chatting. They welcomed the food withContinue reading “Out of the Rolling – Event 7: Food for Thought”
Out of the Rolling – Event 6: Quack Jacks
Just as quickly as it had become a triumph, it had become a tragedy. One week finished in pole position had led to a week struggling to escape the bottom two, and all the work put in to escape had not been able to save Mallard from a DNF and a redemption win from theContinue reading “Out of the Rolling – Event 6: Quack Jacks”
High Stakes, High Rollers
You see it on every sign and screen at the Kinikolu Resort and Sportsplex: “THE PARTY NEVER ENDS.” Over the past two months, the Marble Survival 100 Tournament host site has lived up to that promise.
Each week, a new obstacle course at the Survival Stadium rises out of a cloud of artificial fog. An athlete from each Marble League team then races day after day to avoid elimination. Those who remain have survived getting battered by rams, smacked four ways by fidget spinners or treated as playthings by the Bell Carousel.
Their reward for this gauntlet will be more than a championship trophy: it will be publicity. Online or on the airwaves, the Elite Eight’s faces are plastered on marketing throughout Marblearth. In the tournament’s first weeks, fans and passersby in Kinikolu could still catch an athlete on the sidewalk or having fun. Now those remaining are hard to access, marbles who seem more like myth on the outside.
As the excitement grows, who is stepping up to the moment while staying true to themselves? The stories over one week, when ten marble survivors turned to eight, tell the tale.
Project Marblearth 