🏴☠️ ALL I KNOW IS… I KNOW NOTHING. 🏴☠️
I’ll admit it — this Loose Cannon originally had Sticks & Stones + Touching Grass sailing off into the sunset as the final two. 🌅
Then Grass promptly went and sank. 🌱🌊💀
So clearly my spyglass is from Temu. 🔭😂
I still can’t shake the feeling that Apex is sitting quietly out there in the fog, letting everyone else blast holes in each other while waiting for the right moment to make a run at the crown. 👀🦈👑
Do I have proof?
ABSOLUTELY NOT. 😂
I’m a pirate. Wild speculation is basically part of the job description. 🏴☠️🍻
And since the Loose Cannons may soon be sailing toward Davy Jones’ locker, I reckon it’s time for one final completely unbiased assessment of the fleet...
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🪵 STICKS & STONES — still somehow floating around at the top throwing sticks, stones, and probably a few knives when nobody’s looking. 👀
✨ GOLD DUST — shiny, expensive-looking, and suspiciously difficult to sink. 💰🏴☠️
🚀 ROCKET SCIENTISTS — apparently somebody actually read the instructions before Elims started.
Nerds. ❤️😂
🦈 APEX — I SEE YOU HIDING IN THAT FOG. 👀
I don’t know what you’re plotting, but I’ve decided it’s suspicious anyway. 😂🏴☠️
⚡ HIGH VOLTAGE — still buzzing, still dangerous, and probably responsible for my electric bill. ⚡💸
🦎 REPTILIANS — cold-blooded bastards.
Respectfully. ❤️😂
💣 LOOSE CANNONS — climbed from the depths, made it back to the top, then apparently decided stability was boring and chose chaos instead.
Seems appropriate. 🏴☠️💥
🌱 TOUCHING GRASS — touched a little too much grass and became part of the landscape.
RIP, ye scallywags. 🫡🌊
🕵️ CONSPIRACY THEORISTS — I’m sure there’s already a 47-page document explaining how their elimination was actually part of the plan. 👀📜
🧠 BRAIN SURGEONS — highly qualified medical professionals.
Unfortunately, Elims required violence. 😂🔪
🪑 INANIMATE OBJECTS — proof that even furniture can catch hands in Torn. 🪑💥
🐈 NINE LIVES — turns out nine was, in fact, a finite number. 😿
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In all seriousness, this has been one hell of an Elimination. 🍻❤️
Loose Cannons went from looking dead in the water 🌊, to fighting our way back to the top 🏆, to now staring down the cannons again. 💥
And I’ve enjoyed every stupid, dramatic, sleep-deprived minute of it. 😂🏴☠️
If this is where our voyage ends, then fair winds to whoever survives the bloodbath. 🍻⚔️
But until that last life disappears...
💥 KEEP FIRING.
🎟️ KEEP STEALING TICKETS.
🍺 KEEP THE RUM FLOWING.
🏴☠️ KEEP THE FLAG UP UNTIL THE LAST CANNON FIRES.
Good luck to all ye remaining degenerates. ❤️🏴☠️
See you next Elims.
...and please remember this was friendly banter when Halloweek comes around. 😅🎃😂
☠️🏴☠️🍻💥 YARRRRRR! 💥🍻🏴☠️☠️