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Game over, cannibals win, congratulations to Teh Gothic Oreo, Green-Hate and No Sex For You.

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Outlawed by Cookie.
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Deadline is 9pm my time, get your votes in the night before.

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DAY 4
DAY 3
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DAY 1

Full details are here.

Survivors remaining: 12

If a clue is based on an avatar's appearance I will be using this for reference.

Map of the island.

PMs are sent, you can post now.
Now to work on some clues.
>.>

A deep moan emitted from Dasquid's mouth, making her eyes flutter open. Her vision came in, although it was rather blurry at first. She slowly got up, feeling weak and out of it. On her knees, her vision became clear again. She brushed the sand off her shirt, and began to slowly get up onto her feet.

"Wha...?" Dasquid asked herself, as she glanced around. She let out a quiet cough and continued to glance around the peaceful-looking beach. "I wonder if anyone else made it." she whispered to herself. "It'd be good to learn my surroundings a little more." she told herself as she went off to go explore the island.

Fea had been on a plane to London as her point to explore all of Europe. She had wanted an adventure... but not this adventure.
She found herself on the sand, the waves' white foam roaring up onto her every few seconds rhythmically and pulling off, leaving her sputtering for breath. She seemed to be alone.
Fea looked at her surroundings. The flora didn't seem to be on the North Atlantic. Odd...
But still, she crawled herself up the beach away from the water, unable to really move her legs. They felt like two ice bricks. Breathing heavily, she lay on the warm sand, trying to think straight. She didn't know what time it was; her watch had fallen off in the water. She slowly stood, leaning on a tree, and looked about for really the first time. She needed to move to keep her body heat up and she needed food and she needed shelter and she needed to find the others and... she needed to stay under control. Sighing, she looked at the beach. It reminded her of her home town in Newport, Rhode Island in the US. Calm beach... calm...
Everything swayed a little and Fea fell to the ground again. Her feet had given out beneath her. Suddenly, she felt tugging on her arms. An animal? A native?
But she didn't struggle. Her body was just... too... tired...
Sweet blackness engulfed her again.

((I think that the island should be tropical to begin with because it shifts. It's not attached to any ground under the water. That's why no one's found it and it's abandoned. =O))

I don't think you realise...

Jetty got up. The world was shaking. An earthquake! No, that was just her dizziness. Around and around...she fell to her knees, and closed her eyes until it stopped. She then pulled herself back to her feet and looked around. What the hell am I doing here? she thought. Maybe I fell into a reality show or something... Whatever had happened, though, she was cold and hungry. Having had the presence of mind to grab her carry-on, she did have some more clothes with her, but they were still soaked from the ocean. She picked up the sopping backpack and went to find a nice, clean rock. She found one far enough from the ocean that it probably wouldn't get swept away by a wave, and laid some of the contents of her backpack on it. She managed to fit a red sweatshirt (which looked more maroon from the water), a heather-green long-sleeved shirt, and a pair of grey sweatpants onto the rock. Hoping they would be dry soon, she went off in search of some food.

...that you're breaking my heart.

Darn.
o.x