Connie woke up, got dressed, and made his way to Area 2, Section 1. Not that he intended to head this specific direction, but-

-because he had slept in, he had nowhere else to go really. He picked a random direction with his trusty pointer finger and began marching,-

-until he arrived at a small beach. He whistled to himself as he looked around. Water from the beach, trees in the nearby forrest, woodland-

-creatures for food and pelts, though he needed to be wary of the dangers lurking the dark parts of the dense brush. Shrugging to himself,-

-he plopped onto the sandy shores and began to think up a strategy for surviving the games.

Connie didn't believe in God, the biggest religion within the walls he came from was a religion based around the actual walls, which he-

-thought was rather ludicrous in itself. No god should let the atrocities that befell mankind take place, especially no monstrosity as the-

-Titan could be the work of a loving creator. So he was already predisposed against the idea of an all powerful voice booming above his head

@BadassSaiyan //you're too late.

//Connie is at Area 2 Section 1. Idk and idc if anyone else is with him. I'll write some more later.

Still relaxing on the beach. Man oh man is this a sweet summer get-away. It was almost like he wasn't in a high-mortality fighting arena.

"Hmm... I need to do an eat. Get some proteinamins and carboenergies back in my system." Connie hummed to himself, finally moving from-

-his resting log. He wandered from the beach and towards the outskirts of the forrest, finding a stick about two feet long. Using his-

-beaver-like teeth and general sense of stubbornness, he sharpened into a pointy stick that could poke things to death.

"Glorious." He marvelled at the newest innovation in Springer Industries Co Ltd, before sneaking up on a rabbit and, with far, faaar more-

-strength than necessary, performed a strike of Herculean proportions upon the bunny, instantly impaling it. He hooted and howled for-

-a moment in victory before he took the bunny carcass back to the beach, where he'd pick the meat off its bones for nutrients.

Connie Springer *poof* Your stamina is now filled. Lucky for you, you didn't get food poisoned.

KYAAAA IT'S A BIG EVENT

*scoots over to Area 3 like yooooo*