After MePhone had practically abandoned you and your team to 'Go think of a challenge', you had turned to your team, idea already festering in your mind. Talk + Forge Bonds = INCLUSION!!- Is it obvious you were a little desperate to have an alliance or just. . something? Hopefully not. You opened you mouth, picking some random icebreaker. "What do you guys think you'll-" You paused for a moment, letting your gaze skim across the forest. No one. "You're all gone. Great."

You decided to go on a walk. A long one. Get away from them, get away from the loneliness, get away from yourself. It sucks that one of those things were already gone- and the others seemed to stick to you like glue. So you wrote in your diary. The one thing that listened, even if it had to. "Dear Diary," You penned, "For some reason, Soap got kicked out today, when it really wasn't her time to go. Nothing much else to say. I would complain some more, but hey, why would you care?! You're a book!" In a fit of irritation, you threw the thing into the bush. You weren't thinking.

After a moment you blew off your steam, going to grab the journal before a voice sifted through the bushes, mocking. "Dear Diary, today I accidentally lost the triathlon- Hope no one holds it against me! Dear Diary, I don't always do well in challenges, but they have to understand I sometimes pull through! Dear Diary, Dear Diary, Dear Diary. Annoying! Harmful! Random! Useless. Insignificant. Loser." The last word was almost venomous as the person themselves peeked out from under the bush. Taco.

"Don't give me a look like that! All I want. . is to help!"

Her frown turned into a smirk.

"For a price. Look. Without me, your going to end up with squat. Not even a million squats. So, I help you win. ." Taco's gaze skimmed over you, scoffing as she continued. ". . and if you win, we split the million. Simple."