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 Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 3:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 3:54 pm
((Question: For the storyline of the story, it's kinda contradictory as to whether there's only 1 canny or if there's 3. Jetty?))
Jaz opened her eyes with a sigh. "Oh, not again."
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 3:57 pm
The girl's eyes well with tears as she spots the others. Her black cape fans behind her as she runs full speed towards them. "Thanks God," she whispered and slowed down as she closed in on them.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 3:59 pm
{~{ Our greatest glory is not in never falling,
((Sorry I didn't get to post earlier...))
Meiloyn Saga regained consciousness as she floated to shore. She sniffed. The smell in the air was familiar. She finally hit the sandy beach and sat up in the water and looked around. "Not AGAIN! Dear god, the Japanese have a very good point of suicide when necessary. Now if I had a long, sharp object..."
But in rising every time we fall. }~} {~{ Confucius }~}
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 4:02 pm
{~{ Our greatest glory is not in never falling,
Meiloyn stretched. "I hope there are fewer cannibals this time. If not, I want a long, sharp object."
But in rising every time we fall. }~} {~{ Confucius }~}
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 4:03 pm
Meiloyn v2 {~{ Our greatest glory is not in never falling,
((Sorry I didn't get to post earlier...))
Meiloyn Saga regained consciousness as she floated to shore. She sniffed. The smell in the air was familiar. She finally hit the sandy beach and sat up in the water and looked around. "Not AGAIN! Dear god, the Japanese have a very good point of suicide when necessary. Now if I had a long, sharp object..."
But in rising every time we fall. }~} {~{ Confucius }~}
"Amen," Jaz groaned. "Ah, nice to see some familiar faces around here."
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 4:04 pm
{~{ Our greatest glory is not in never falling,
She looked around for other survivors. There were a few sleeping, and she tohught that she saw a black cape rustle a few minutes before.
But in rising every time we fall. }~} {~{ Confucius }~}
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 4:06 pm
Joyfully Subversive Meiloyn v2 {~{ Our greatest glory is not in never falling,
((Sorry I didn't get to post earlier...))
Meiloyn Saga regained consciousness as she floated to shore. She sniffed. The smell in the air was familiar. She finally hit the sandy beach and sat up in the water and looked around. "Not AGAIN! Dear god, the Japanese have a very good point of suicide when necessary. Now if I had a long, sharp object..."
But in rising every time we fall. }~} {~{ Confucius }~}
"Amen," Jaz groaned. "Ah, nice to see some familiar faces around here."{~{ Our greatest glory is not in never falling,
"I remember you! Would you happened to have anything long and sharp on your person? I need it to kill myself before the cannibals get me."
But in rising every time we fall. }~} {~{ Confucius }~}
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 4:07 pm
Kei didn't look up as she heard others approaching. She suspected every one of them... Any one of those people could be the one who was out to kill the others. Her smile faded, as she opened her eyes and stood. She brushed herself off then clapped her hands together to get the same off of her gloves. She loosened the tie around her neck, taking it off and wrapping it around her waist. She ties it in a loose knot before making it into a bow.
She sighed again, looking up as she removed her glasses. One eye was covered by a patch, and no matter what, no one was allowed to touch it. She tucked her glasses into a pocket which wasn't easily seen on her dress.
She looked around at the others. There was a burning sensation at the back of her eyes, and she quickly wiped away what the result of that was: A few tear droplets. She wasn't going to let these peolpe see her cry... no. No one was going to see her cry.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 4:10 pm
No Sex For You Kei didn't look up as she heard others approaching. She suspected every one of them... Any one of those people could be the one who was out to kill the others. Her smile faded, as she opened her eyes and stood. She brushed herself off then clapped her hands together to get the same off of her gloves. She loosened the tie around her neck, taking it off and wrapping it around her waist. She ties it in a loose knot before making it into a bow.
She sighed again, looking up as she removed her glasses. One eye was covered by a patch, and no matter what, no one was allowed to touch it. She tucked her glasses into a pocket which wasn't easily seen on her dress.
She looked around at the others. There was a burning sensation at the back of her eyes, and she quickly wiped away what the result of that was: A few tear droplets. She wasn't going to let these peolpe see her cry... no. No one was going to see her cry. {~{ Our greatest glory is not in never falling,
Meiloyn saw yet another survivor shielding her face from the others. She wasn't familiar this time, and she hoped she wouldn't get eaten before Mei got to know her.
But in rising every time we fall. }~} {~{ Confucius }~}
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 4:11 pm
Joyfully Subversive ((Question: For the storyline of the story, it's kinda contradictory as to whether there's only 1 canny or if there's 3. Jetty?))
Jaz opened her eyes with a sigh. "Oh, not again." I don't think you realise...
((There are three.))
...that you're breaking my heart.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 4:13 pm
I don't think you realise... ((I changed the wording slightly to make that more clear.)) ...that you're breaking my heart.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 4:16 pm
Brandon woke up just to find herself on the beach. She slowly stood up and looked about her surrounings. To say the least, she was pissed. She soon walked over to the ocean only to see bits and peices of plane on the shore. "Damnit!" she screamed as she kicked what was once a seat on the plane.
((Yes, I am Rping as a girl.))
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 4:20 pm
Jetty Spaghetti Joyfully Subversive ((Question: For the storyline of the story, it's kinda contradictory as to whether there's only 1 canny or if there's 3. Jetty?))
Jaz opened her eyes with a sigh. "Oh, not again." I don't think you realise...
((There are three.))
...that you're breaking my heart. {~{ Our greatest glory is not in never falling,
((Nice. It DIDN'T decline. Bring me a knife, I'm going to kill myself.))
But in rising every time we fall. }~} {~{ Confucius }~}
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 4:21 pm
((Let's pretend my character has started over and I have never been stuck on an island with cannibals before. Because obviously, a lot of us died in the previous games and it would feel weird for me to "come back to life".
Oh, just thought of a good idea. The other Vittay from the first game was this Vittay's aunty so I kind of have a small indictation of life with cannibals amongst us.
Also, everyone post your IM names. <3
AIM: VitCrack
MSN: moonlightmish@aol.com))
Vittay sucked on a chocolate drop rather absent mindedly. The box of chocolates slowly diminished; perhaps it should be rationed? But there was food everywhere and chocolate would melt anyway, Vittay reasoned.
She leaned further down the tree and again, berries fell about everywhere. She attempted a weak smile at the people around her whilst the berries pelted downwards. A few exploded in random places. Around on the sand, it looked like an artist's angry thoughts had been expressed in the form of red splodges. It wasn't particular artistic but then again, modern art always just looked like scribbles to Vittay.
It occurred to her now that her aunty had told her a story of cannibals on an island. Of course, Vittay had never believed her wild fabrications of fiction and had her aunty sent to an asylum. It was for her aunty's safety and Vittay's sanity. However, Vittay had never gotten over the fact that she had been named after this aunty. It seemed bizarre and coincidental that Vittay found herself in the same situation. Slightly ashamed of her skeptical feelings towards her aunty, Vittay wondered if insanity was genetic. Or maybe she was just in a concussion following the plane crash. Perhaps she would just wake up soon and it would all be over.
But the blood...the bones...the horrible smell of rotting flesh that the survivors had found last night...they were so real. Was her imagination really strong enough to be able to imitate such obscure senses? Could hallucinations be that real? As Vittay gazed at everyone's faces, she saw genuine fear and panic. Emotions ran high and Vittay could almost feel a sense of paranoia about.
Vittay thought silently to herself to release her aunty from the asylum as soon as possible. Or maybe try and get a place there herself.
((I'm going to bed. Sent my vote in already so I won't hold up the game.))
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