~ L O S T ~

[Quisalinda]

"You f*cking idiot! Don't you know anything!" Volcom accused, through his mask, which silenced away his words so you could barely hear him. He then grabbed the mask in front of her and roughly put it on her face, correctly.

Gojie was still running around frantically, catching all the pies, "PIE! IT'S OKAY! I'LL KEEP YOU SAFE!!" He shouted and as soon as he had all of them, the plane collided with the island underneath it. I guess you could say, it went BOOM!

Gojie was passed out in the walk way, surrounded by smooshed strawberry pie, that looked like his blood. Most assumed he was dead. Volcom was still barely awake, glancing around the room, with slight concern in his eye, the first one he saw was Gojie lieing there, and he could only think 'He's dead, the only one that tried to have a friendship with him was dead,'. Rosalinda was passed out in her seat, not from getting hurt, but just from the fright of having a window seat and being afraid of heights all while falling.

Quistella began to frantically try to wake Rosalinda up, uncaring about the people she didn't know, just for now, as she fussed over Rosalinda.

[Ramen_rulz_]

After the huge crash, everything seemed to go silent. The plane had broken in half on the way down, most of the passagers on the other side. That part probably ended up in the sea and it was likely nobody survived. Others had fallen on different parts of the island. And lastly others landed on the main beach, where the plane now settled in the sand, covered with broken windows and half of it's wing. A couple minutes had passed, they were terribly long minutes.

Kim was lying on the sand nearby. The bottom of the plane had provided little protection. Suddenly her eyes seemed to peer upwards at the sky. She sat up slowly and streched, yawning as she took a gaze around, "Hmm? Here already? Hey, wait..." She blinked rather slowly and took a gaze around, wondering where all of the boxes went. Actually she noticed she could feel warm sand beneath her fingers. Something was off.

Tabby had removed the mask and quickly rushed to Gojie's aid, who looked severely injured. The dumb girl didn't know any better that it was pie and not blood. "Gojie-kins, are you alright my friend?! This is no time to take a nap!"

Once Chuck got ahold of himself the dumb blonde got out of his seat instantly. He was about to march over to the pilot and ask him what the hell kind of drugs he was on when he noticed the two girls struggling by the window. One of them passed out. Both of them cute. His player face crept on as suddenly he decided to pull off a move-- hey, couldn't go wrong in a case like this, right? He appeared nearby them and put an arm over the chair as he rasied a hand, "You two should get out of here with me, it'd be safer out of the plane y'know. This thing might just break apart for all we know. Couldn't let two girls like you get hurt."

Locke slowly rose from his seat. Almost hitting his head on the ceiling, which had been crushed downwards. He grabbed his belongings and slowly exited to the outside world to get a better view of what was happening. When he exited he saw something really bad- parts of the plane thrown about, pieces of wood and litter and everything. It was a total wreck.

[Quisalinda]

"You're definately right!" Quistella said and unbuckled her's and Rosalinda's seat belt, not caring if this guy was a creep right now, she'll handle that test later, "Help me get her out!" Quistella demanded lifting Rosalinda's left side and allowing the boy to hellp with her right side.

Volcom slowly got up, and tried not to trip over the debris, then a peice of the plane fell and his foot smashed through to the sand, "Damn it," He cursed at himself for his heart started racing and he pulled himself back up and walked over to Gojie. He knelt down with concern and placed his hand on Gojie's chest, but he almost immediately realized that it wasn't blood on his shirt. He raised it to his mouth and sniffed it, then placed it on his tongue and he realized it was pie, his concern immediately dropped, "Dumb*ss," Volcom insulted.

Gojie's eyes, started to open and he looked like he was in pain and he gripped Tabby's shirt as he made out, "Is --is-- is the-- the-- Is the pie okay?" He finally let out.

"IDIOT!" Volcom cursed kicking Gojie in the side causing him to really be in pain as Volcom stormed out in anger.

[Ramen_rulz_]

"Hey, sure thing," Chuck said in his rather casual tone, yet somehow it also came off as confident. He put his hands in a postion where he could help hoist the girl. He shrugged his shoulder to the side slightly, making sure his bag was postioned over it. He couldn't let any of those precious snacks fall out or anything.

Tabby made a strange look, starting into the depths of his eyes for several seconds as if taking in the meaning of life. Then, with a rather derpy look, she pulled out a small piece of pie from behind her, "My piece is okay~" She giggled as if she found the entire thing humourous.

Locke took out his cell phone and began to push in numbers before realizing that it had been cracked in the crash. It was a black screen and entirely useless. He growled bitterly, and his eyes took in his surrondings. This was not a good sign. 'I'm going to sue the pilot for everything he has...'

[Quisalinda]

"Thanks," Quistella said, as they made there way through on of the many gaping holes in the plane and walked out Quistella kept them going until reaching a nice grassy area, "Let's set her down here," She offered, 'Maybe he's not so bad, he seems nice,' Quistella considered in her head.

Gojie seemed greatly relieved to hear Tabby say that, "Can I Have some of that since my pie broke," He said indicating the spillage of broken pie, he sat up magically all better in the ruble left over from the plane crash. Not planning on moving tell he got some pie in his stomach.

Volcom angrily stormed out and then found a man in a business suit looking at his cell phone, "Does yours work?" Volcom questioned, taking out his phone and showing it was completely ruined and cracked in two, although he only had one half.

[Ramen_rulz_]

Chuck lied the girl down with ease on the grass. Until this point he hadn't really considered the bad situation they were in; when the player's mind focused on girls, it was girls and girls alone. Wow that was a lot of girls. Anyways, Chuck flashed a sweet grin to the awake girl and adjusted his goggles, "I'm sure she'll be fine, I've seen stuff like this before. They usually wake up within a few minutes." Chuck was talking like he was a doctor, when in reality the jock just did a bunch of stupid dares with his skateboard and learned a thing or two about injuries... Yet there was something oddly charming about his face, blue eyes speckling and blonde bangs falling into place majestically. Yet it was all an act, Chuck would play this bittersweet game and then dump the girl when he was done. He brought up another thing, "Have I seen you before? You look familar, weren't you sitting nearby that one pie-crazed dude?" Not like Chuck was any better...

Tabby made a rather silly face, sticking out her tongue slightly as she handed him the pie, "Sure! That's what friends are for, right?" Then she paused in this speech, raising to her feet. She gazed around the strange plane, "What happened anyways? This place doesn't look too good, did the plane forget how to fly all the sudden?" She put on her thinking face and placed a hand on her chin giving this considerable thought, yet of course her creampuff mind would come up with nothing.

Locke gazed halfway at the person nearby him. His towering height had caused his golden eyes to look more downwards then anything. He responded to the angry Volcom with a serious German accent, "Unfortunately, no. It seemed as if mine is also broken... I've also checked my laptop, it hardly proved as useful."

[Quisalinda]

Quistella had let go of Rosalinda, simply sitting beside her. She looked up at him, about the pie-crazed dude, "I'm sorry... he was really loud huh? He wouldn't listen to me if I said be quiet, he's just so talkative," She blushed and looked down, great she thinks she met a nice guy and now he knows about Gojie and his fetish, we'll see how long this lasts now. "Do you think we should get water to wake her up with?" Quistella obviously changed the subject, not wanting to talk about Gojie any longer.

"Huh?" Gojie looked around, thinking about her question, "I guess you can say that, they were obviously having trouble keeping this thing in the air," Gojie said as if it meant nothing, like he didn't care, as if he could say, it's just a plane crash, no big deal. The Gojie looked at the pie, "I'm gonna start eating and you better to if you want any!" Gojie suggested, like it was a joke, but as soon as he made contact with the food, she would realize he was serious.

"Damn," Volcom cursed angrily, "Great your no help at all, b**ch! And you're German!" Volcom yelled out as if he had some kind of discrimination against the German. But really he had no discrimination against any particular race or anything, The only thing close to a discrimination he really had was, Don't be Gojie. No, Volcom just was used to trying to be rude as possible to people who try to help but can't or offer to help, or even if they actually help. I guess you could say it's in his nature.

[Ramen_rulz_]

Chuck was about to ask if this girl knew the guy. Actually he had no idea up until this point. But then she threw another question at him. "Oh, yeah, hold on." He dropped his bag to the ground and started to fish through it. Chuck had millions apon millions of soda, bags of chips, instant noodles, MC Donalds wrappers, etc, but plain old plain old water was very hard to come across. Eventually his hands stumbled across a vitamin, heavily artifically flavored water-- hey, water was water, right? He took it out and unscrewed the lid, "This should work." He spilled a little over her face.

Tabby blinked dumbly. Her brain processes were rather slow, so when someone said something, it took several seconds for her to understand it. Once she did she quickly joined him, taking off a piece of the crusty part with her fingers. She touched the tip of her tongue to it-- yep, it was definately coated in sugary goodness-- before taking a large bite and enjoying it. "Mmm~ This is good~!" She seemed to forget entirely about the... bad situation they were stuck in.

The lawyer's catlike eyes flickered over to Volcom, his cat ears flickering. You would think that the fact he was German would be overshadowed by his... cat apperance. His voice grew very cold at these words, "You know I can easily count that as harrassment, I happen to be a lawyer... I could also sue for discrimination. After suing the pilot." He had his notebook now in one of his hands and was jotting down a couple of notes, a common habit of his. "Me being German has little to do with anything, you understand me, correct?" Locke was actually quite intimidating by apperance alone, his casting golden orbs and towering height. He scared most people away. Yet he kept a rather cool atttiude, not blowing his temper.

"Heeeyyy, guys, someone mind tell me what's happened?" Said a rather cool homeless girl as she threw a casual arm over Volcom's shoulder and gestured with her one hand to the both of them. She was a very touchy feely kind of girl. Which was unfortunate considering she probably reeked of dirt and unclean clothing, and had a mop of greasy brunette hair on her head.

[Quisalinda]

Rosalinda sputtered at the sudden water splashing on her face, "AW! I'm drowning!" Where her first words before snapping fully awake and sitting up. She looked at Quistella, who couldn't help but laugh at her. The Rosalinda looked at the blond guy, her heart started to race and she backed up from him almost scared, 'I'm not gonna let that happen again,' she told herself remembering what happened between her and Volcan.

"Relax," Quistella said, "He helped get us out of the plane."

"What did happen?" Rosalinda questioned and looked around and noticed the crash, "I see..." She gulped in fright.

"Before we got on the plane, she was scared of this happening," Quistella explained.

Volcom jumped away from the girl who swung her arm around him and backed away, "I wouldn't help you for my life!" Volcom let out and turned to the guy, "It doesn't matter if your a lawyer, because, WE'RE STUCK ON A DESERTED ISLAND WITH NO WAY OFF! We can't even call for help cause your to busy taking care of that stupid breifcase instead of our only line of communication! You can't sue any one on this god forsaken island!" He screamed, getting fed up. It's been to much stress in one day.

Gojie got up and stretched after eating and said, "C'mon, since we crashed we should look around for pie to live off of until help comes." Gojie suggested beginning to dig through the ruble for pie.

[FIute]

All in the mix of things, from inside the plane, a window was suddenly kicked open. The fake glass was made to be kicked, out but it took some force to pop it. It splatted into the sand, and sticking out of the window was a protruding foot wit some obviously funk fashion. Orange and Green converse, and showing a glimpse of a stripped leg. The limp recoiled back into the flight vehicle and disappeared from site. After a second this empty space was replace by someone sticking there torso through. This was Desiree.
Desiree was currently a sophomore at their school, but you had to see that she looked much older than that. There was a good reason for her seeming this way, and that was because this tough tenth grader was held back.

"OI WHY'D DA PLANE STOP!? I WANNA GIT TO DISNEY WORLD!" She suddenly blurred from her space. This voice she used was more on the manly side. When she talked it was slightly slurred and lacked any feminine charm. Sure she had curves and stuff like that, but overall you could just tell by her style that Desiree was not the civilized kind.

--

Another person ran out the normal way of doing things, expect he seemed to be in way more of a rush. Well, for a start, his face was green. If you can't tell a puke person when you see one, then your stupid, or just special....
The boy with black hair scrambled to the other side of the plane covering his mouth, holding some..... present inside. You could almost invision the picture that dreadful 'bleeeh' sound. It wasn't pretty, especially like tea soup.

[Ramen_rulz_]

Chuck grinned slightly, yet in a very charming sort of manner, "It's cool, really. I know people who are afraid of planes."

Locke listed to this long spur of angry words with a rather blank expression, his eyes staring into the empty cracks of his phone. When he finished the lawyer calmly closed his eyes, "You'd be surprised, I do happen to have comminications and ways of getting what I want. Also keep in mind that this plane had a tracking device, so long as that stayed intact we should be recused within a couple of days. So yes, it is very possible I can sue anyone here if they give me a reason." For Locke, getting a reason was not a hard task. Locke practically sued whenever he got the chance. Money was on the top of that greedy cat's list, and so at any chance he was dealing with it. His suitcase was important purely because he had a whole lotta cash in there, as well as deals and other forms of law. Luckily the cat was also quite logical, giving him an upperhand.

"Hey, heeyy..." Kim raised both hands, each one covered by fingerless brown gloves in an attempt to calm the hothead, "Relax a little, no point in fighting. I'm sure we can find a way out of this."

Tabby's eyes widened to the size of bowling balls and she lept to her feet, excited to join Gojie on this quest, "Yay! It'll be like an adventure!" She quickly went in to join him but her sense of direction led her nowhere, she ended up glancing in the most unreasonable places, like on top of chairs... which were on the ceiling now...

[Quisalinda]

Rosalinda looked at chuck and realized he was the pair of Blue eyes looking at him, "Um, your the one who was looking at me in the plane, weren't you?" She asked backing away from Chuck.

Quistella raised an eyebrow at him and her features turned serious, "You were looking at her? Checking her out or what?" She questioned threateningly, standing up and facing him with her fists clenched.

"Quisey," Rosalinda said, "Don't hurt him, we don't even know him yet, maybe just warn him."

"Fine," Quistella agreed, crossing her arms.

Volcom looked to the dirty looking girl, "Get the hell away from me! And when we do get off this island!" He turned to the feline looking man, "I'm killing YOU! Before you have a CHANCE to sue me!" He warned and stormed off in another derection, man, he's getting tired of EVERYONE right now!

Gojie wasn't paying any attention to where Tabby was looking, only glad she was looking, Gojie found a bag of chips and threw him in another pile of ruble behind him, "Pie, pie, pie..." He repeated trying to find some. He found some soda, bags of peanuts, M&M's and other candy's but just threw them behind him as well, just wanting to find some pie.

[Ramen_rulz_]

Chuck laughed and rubbed the back of his head, "What can I say, it's hard to resist a cute face."

Locke gazed up boredly from his notes at a loud-mouthed girl shouting about Disneyworld. He took her outfit in with one gaze and instantly knew what kind've person she was-- in other words, someone who was not rich and therefore not important. His ears flickered distantly and he took in his other surrondings, how many people survived, how many of his cilents to be exact. "There has been a plane crash." Was all that he said in reply to the girl.

Tabby noticed this pile of rubble forming and was far too dumb to realize that Gohjie was making it. So she wandered over and started to search through it, even though it had already been sorted... She frowned a little in confusion, "I don't see any more pie here at all."

[FIute]

Desiree scoffed giving him a bad look before tugging herself back in the plane. She was going to go onto level with them... In the most inconvenient way possible. Her legs suddenly bust through the little port hole. Her arms extended out using that as burst through the window. She flew down to ground swiftly landing in a crouch. Don't try this at home kiddies. Desiree made it look cool, but a normal person may have there knees give out.

She pushed herself up and stood, brushing the sand off her orange outfit. Then looked around to find the cat man, she walked over to him all coll like. "Who gonna fix da ship, I got places ta be, bro" She put her and on here hip and gave the Desiree serious face.

"How do you possibly assume we could fix a plane on a stranded island?" A boy suddenly asked emerging from the other side of the plane. Strapped onto his back was a guitar case, something he took with him everywhere. Even on school trips like this.

--

Hovering by the door of the plane was an abnormally short character. Her long blond hair nearly reached the floor from where she peered out. She surveyed the area to make sure it was okay, not that she was going to move from that spot. She didn't particularly want anyone to notice her. She had managed well the last few days of school and hiding in the bathroom during the plane ride. She was a foreign exchange student and had the most bizarre stranger phobia you'll ever see.

[Quisalinda]

Quistella smacked Chuck as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Rosalinda gasped and covered her eyes in fright, "She is not in the right place for you to be making a move on her okay! She's still getting over her douchebag of an EX, because he did some pretty horrible things to her, and you ARE NOT going to add to that list!" Quistella went on a rage and wouldn't stop. That wasn't even the end, it all got jumbled together into the same thing.

Volcom walked off and saw someone standing at the door of the plane, he could tell it was a blond girl, but she seemed kinda different. "Great someone else to bug me like hell." Volcom scoffed and walked by her to the ocean, trying to see if he could possibly see any other land near by. Hoping she just ignored him.

"There's gotta be some somewhere!" Gojie said, not giving up. tossing more candy and a few sugar packets in the pile of ruble he was making. "Pie pie pie pie pie pie pie pie..." He repeatedly stated. Not allowing himself to give up.