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 Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 8:35 pm
She slid down next to him. "No problem. Hey, we're stuck here, we need to stick together, right?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 8:43 pm
Drakul nodded to her. 'Yeah, true.. We probably should. I just hope that there are some more people that we can stick together with though, don't you?'
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 8:48 pm
"Some other people have to have survived the crash..." she said, glancing at the plane. "I know I heard people screaming and talking."
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 8:51 pm
'Mhm. There have to have been more survivors than just us two.'
((Ugh. Drinking so much Jolt is making me sick feeling. D: And, tired. So, I might leave soon. x3))
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 8:53 pm
"Should I go check? I don't think you should get up with your leg."
((Okies. I'll probably be leaving soon, too.))
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 8:55 pm
'Only if you want to. I say if we haven't found anyone else by this time tomorrow, we should go and check.'
((Aww, 'Kay then. 'Tis getting kind of boring being alone now, too. >__<; ))
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 9:11 pm
"I'm quite comfortable here. I say we wait."
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 12:13 am
Aiko blearily opened her eyes, and fought for consciousness. Normally, she would have done anything but. ...In fact, it was amazing she remembered the crash. Morning was not the best remembering time for Aiko.
Two distinctly different voices floated effortlessly toward her ears over the quiet crashes of the waves on the shore. Aiko could only understand strains of the conversation.
"...by this time tomorrow... go and check."
"...comfortable here... say we wait."
She painfully tried to raise herself into a sitting position, only to have the world spin crazily on an irregular axis. She thumped back onto the gritty, squealing sand, breathing heavily. In a hoarse whisper, she said, "Well.. That just tops it all.. off..."
She couldn't control her breathing. It felt like she needed terribly to upchuck, but Aiko gripped her stomach weakly. No matter how much she needed to vomit, she needed the weak airline food more. There was no telling what food there was on this uncultivated island... or... not yet.
Aiko clenched her eyes and teeth shut, in a determined grimace. First she raised herself up on one elbow, and waited for the earth to stop its rapid rotations. Then she rolled her torso over so she was in the originally desired sitting position, but let out a sharp, harsh cry in pain. Her head was positively acting drunk, but she hadn't had liquor for weeks. She barely noticed the slight pulse that was slowly spilling blood on her waistline.
Aiko opened her eyes, blinking heavily to adjust, and saw the thin line of dark red liquid seeping slowly through her clothes. "Aw... ********," she mumbled in the same hoarse whisper. She tried to turn her head in the direction of the voices, but it had been hard to tell -- the breeze must have carried them. Ah -- there, she saw two splashes of color in the grey sand. Upon trying to stand up, she fell right down. Aiko looked puzzled, but then just dragged herself along the beach, albeit slowly, shivers running lightly up and down her spine at every scratch of sand.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 4:07 am
Lydia was lying a little way into the water when she woke, she scrunched her eyes together and dared to open one half way. She sat up and surveyed the beach ahead of her, let out a groan and let herself flop to the floor before she noticed that her cigarette which she had been sneakily smoking in the toilet had been extinguished by the sea.
"Gah, ********." She moaned and felt in her pockets for the packet, taking it out she realised that it was completely soaked, she wrinkled her nose and stood and walked over to a pile of luggage which was just a little distance away. She picked out the one which was obviously hers, a mottled, grass green canvas bag with red pinstripes running down it, she slung it over her shoulder and routed for another packet of cigarettes, striking a match, she lit one and stuck it in her mouth, muttering angrily about how inconvenient being stranded on an island is when you have exibitions to hold.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 5:39 am
((What's the vote deadline time?
You didn't put it, you put when we'd have to join for instead.
=S))
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 8:52 am
{~{ Our greatest glory is not in never falling,
((Note: I decided to make my character a decendant of the original. Having your planes crash a bajillion times is kinda weird.
Oh, and she only speaks and understands Japanese, even though I write everything in English.))
Mei washed up ashore hanging for life on a 2 by 4. She tried to recall things in the crash, but couldn't remember. She may have gotten a hard blow on the head, causing her to forget recent things.
Meiloyn hit land, groaned, and felt her head. Somewhere at the back of her head was a tender bump; that must be where she hit her head.
But in rising every time we fall. }~} {~{ Confucius }~}
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 8:57 am
{~{ Our greatest glory is not in never falling,
Mei check herself over for any other injuries. There was a big ache on her left, breast, but she was only covered in a few light bruises otherwise. At least she was still intact.
"I hope I hit Hawaii, or that lottery win would be a waste." She said in her home tongue (Japanese). She got up and looked around "I would have wasted several yen on several lottery tickets."
But in rising every time we fall. }~} {~{ Confucius }~}
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 9:00 am
{~{ Our greatest glory is not in never falling,
"No... I'm not in Hawaii. Hawaii has cities." Mei shook her head. She remembered an important warning from her favorite aunt, but the memory damage in the crash made it especially misty. "What did Auntie Mei say again? I can't possibly remember..."
But in rising every time we fall. }~} {~{ Confucius }~}
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 9:07 am
It will be mine someday... ((She said they come in every night...but there's no specific time posted, I think.
Has anyone gotten a clue?))
Jetty jumped up. She was pretty happy with herself, actually. Seeing as she wasn't a particularly strong swimmer, making it to land was a pretty big accomplishment for her, especially carrying her messenger bag, which had been with her at the time of the crash. She must have collapsed on the beach and been asleep for a while, she realised, because she had a vague memory of the sun rising in the sky over the ocean when she reached the island, and now it was sinking behind the trees. She found that her bag and its contents were nearly dry, so she went to find some wood and flint. It was getting dark, and it would be nice to have a fire.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 9:11 am
{~{ Our greatest glory is not in never falling,
Meiloyn saw a crashed plane, covered in moss and other natural things. She walk towards it and scraped off the moss covering the flight number. It was Flight 003.
Flight 003.
Mei's aunt was on this plane. She said that it crashed, stranding herself and a number of her friends. Some of her friends went insane and became cannibals. Auntie Mei told her niece something after returning from the tragic adventure.
She said, "If you are on a plane in the future and it crashes on an island, three of the fellow survivors will become cannibals. So you have to kill yourself before they kill you."
But in rising every time we fall. }~} {~{ Confucius }~}
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