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 Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 7:22 pm
Heather was on her sail boat with she father when a strom hit them. Heather was passed out and was thrown off the boat but someone she washed up on a island. A boy native to the island found her. Strangely he could speak English. Everyone where Heather is from thinks she is dead because of the storm.. What will she do with the boy and the others on the island?
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 7:30 pm
Name: Heather Ross Age: 19 Picture:  Yes she washed up in a bikini Just post some basic info for the guy below if you wish to play him.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 12:29 pm
Name: Landon Criss Age: 19 Pic: 
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 2:56 pm
Heather sat on the right side of the sailboat while her father looked up at the sky. It shows that a storm would be coming soon and he had missed it."Don't worry Heather." Was all her father said to her before storm hit. These where the last words he had ever said to her at all. Rain started to poor down on the sailboat as Heather and her father rushed to get out of the storm. But before they could even the waves started to grow and crash around them throwing the boat every way it could go. This caused Heather's father to be thrown into one of the crates in the ship knocking him out.
Heather got to the door that lead under the boat but when she saw her father she ran to him trying to save him. But another huge wave came and thrown Heather herself over board with a crates. She struggled swimming over to the crates to hang on to one. When she had got to one she could not see the sailboat anymore. That was the last thing Heather remembered.
Heather slowly differed to the shores of an island while she was passed out. Laying there she was still holding onto the crate.
((ooc: Sorry I am not good at starters at all. Best i could do))
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 6:37 pm
Landon had been walking around the island, mucking around with his friends, Declan and Scott, the twins, when they had to go home. Yeah, sure, guys! See you tomorrow! Landon called. He turned to the beach, his swim shorts low on his hips, ready to go swimming when he saw someone washed up on the shore. He was see it was a beautiful mermaid when he came closer, because of her looks, but he saw her legs; shaking him from his silly thoughts. Hey, beautiful, wake up, he shook her gently. When the lady didn't wake up, he picked her small body up and carried her to his hut.
Landon's parents had died quite some time ago, so he lived alone. He may the beauty down on the spare cot in the front of his tiny living quarters and covered her with a blanket. He came to the conclusion that she was shipwrecked. He began boiling some water, getting tea ready for when she woke up. He went outside to the garden and plucked some thyme, daisy petals and mint to make tea.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 7:15 pm
Heather laid on the cot stilly as she slept. Only the raise and fall of her chest was the only sign she was still alive. After an hour or so her eyes opened and she blinked before rolling off of the cot falling on the ground. Her head hurt and so did her muscle but they didn't seemed to bother her that badly. She coughed when she sat up from the ground not looking at where she was. "Man...my head hurts." She mumbled before looking up.
Heather screamed when she saw she wasn't in a place she knew. "What the.." She said as she rubbed her eyes to make sure what she was seeing was real. Heather sad there in confusion at how she had got here and who brought her here.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 7:22 pm
Landon saw the girl fall and winced. He added the thyme, daisies and mint into the hot water and mixed it with some fresh honey. He walked over to the girl and lifted her, placing her back on the cot. That kind of contact was natural on the island. Sh, you're ok. Drink this... he handed her the cup and sat Next to the girl, Whats your name? How old are you? How did you get here? In that order. he needed to make sure that she didn't have a concussion or amnesia.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 7:34 pm
Heather was shocked when she saw some guy pick her up and put her back on the cot. When this guy had put the cup in her hands she looked down at it wondering if she should drink it or not. Slowly she took a slip of it while looking at the guy. Heather wondered if she should answer his questions or not. My name is Heather." Was all she would say to him before taking another slip of the drink. She thought is was pretty good but after living with her father's cooking anything was good.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 7:43 pm
Landon nodded. He would take it for now. He had begun baking bread and went and took it out of his own. On the island, everyone grew their own produce and made their own food. Here you go, he handed her a piece of the plain, fresh, white bread and ate a piece himself. He went to his room and got a shirt of his, Here, you can wear this, his chest was still bare, but he payed it no attention.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 7:53 pm
Heather ate the bread quickly when he handed her the bread because she was a bit hungry. Then drank the rest of the drink before he came back with the shirt. Setting the cup down she took the shirt from the guy and put it one wondering why he was being this kind to him. "Who are you?" She asked him titling her head a bit. She wondered where her father could be right now since he wasn't here with her right now but she would finger that out later.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 2:27 pm
Landon looked at the girl, "My name's Landon Criss. How did you end up here, Heather?"he asked, taking her cup and pouring more of the tea. He gave it to her and sat back down next to her. He wouldn't mind having her here...she was quite good looking, better than most of the girls on the island.They were all the same..same hair style, slender and always falling over him. It was annoying...
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 3:01 pm
Heather had to think about what had happen before she woke up here. "Well, my father and I where on our sailboat when a storm hit. I tried to save my father but I got thrown over board and thats all I remember. I think I was holding onto a crate but not to sure on that." Heather said to him thinking that was what happened. She was sure it was. Heather took another slip of the tea slowly as she was gathering her thoughts.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 3:08 pm
Landon nodded, biting his lip. We could try to find your father, Heather. But I don't know if we would be able to...he sighed, looking at her compassionately.A crate, huh? Stay here, I'll be right back.he got up, not bothering to put a shirt on, and walked outside, to the spot where she was laying.Ah ha!he had found the crate. He brought it back to Heather, Would you like to open it?he asked her.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 3:21 pm
Heather's eyes widen when he came back with the crate. She didn't know if she should open it because she was afraid of what was in it. "Umm..." Heather said before she knelt down by the crate. She slowly opened it but she still didn't want to see what was in it at all. "London what's in there?" She asked as she looked away before she could see. Inside was three small book type things, a picture of a girl who looked a lot like Heather, and three bottles of water. Heather was always afraid of what her father would bring with them on there trips.
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 3:26 pm
Landon laughed, Landon. My name's Landon, not London. he corrected and looked into the crate. Three bottles of water...a picture of a girl and three, small books...I assume...he said, taking each of the things out as he said what they were. He wanted to find her father for her...
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