So is this going to be the "we're stuck on a deserted island" thread except with none of the supernatural stuff?
Ugh... god damn it, my head... the hell?
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Ghosts' Poet
-sits on the beach and watches the sunset-
you'll then have a grave in the clouds where you won't lie too cramped
OMG NO NOSECONES
Basically, yes. Plenty of tension could arise from not having enough food to eat, someone getting a hella sunburn and taking it out on everyone else, someone stole the can opener, whatever. Plus, trying to survive until rescue.
Happiness is zero-gee with a sinus cold.
OMG NO NOSECONES
-Climbs out of liferaft, stares numbly at wreckage-
...I get back to civilization, I'm not taking a cruise ever again.
Happiness is zero-gee with a sinus cold.
Geomancer
So this time its a basic survival thing.
Ugh where am I?
You got some dirt on you. Here's some more!
If someone were to steal something to create drama or something, how would we do it without other people knowing? PM you or something? You should probably keep some kind of number count on diffirent supplies, too, and put them in your posts.
Damn... I remember know... anyone hurt?
edited 30th Aug '10 5:26:39 PM by gentlemanorcus
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OMG NO NOSECONES
Yeah, kind of what I was aiming for, I guess. Always can ratchet it up a tad if/when simple survival is met. Dunno, might not get to that point, even.
^ Ooo! You're evil. I'll have to set out on making a list of stuff. Guess that means I'm Directing, then...
-looks around-
Anyone seriously hurt? First aid kit's still here...
edited 30th Aug '10 5:28:49 PM by pvtnum11
Happiness is zero-gee with a sinus cold.
Ghosts' Poet
People have died. Died right next to me. And the world just watched.
-stares into the sunset-
We can't go now. It will be dark soon. It's too late. It will be dark soon.
edited 30th Aug '10 6:21:57 PM by yarrunmace
you'll then have a grave in the clouds where you won't lie too cramped
Before we continue, let's describe our looks. My character's 16-17, with blond hair covering the ears, pale white skin, blue eyes, about 180 pounds, and is suffering from acne. He's wearing a UVA t-shirt, with a brown jacket tied around his waist. He's wearing tennis shows, which are waterlogged.
^ C'mon, don't get all melodramatic. We're just healing the wounded... oh, Jesus, how many died...?
edited 30th Aug '10 5:32:17 PM by gentlemanorcus
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Ghosts' Poet
16, black, wears the tattered remains of a shirt, and jeans torn up to the knee
-continues to stare into the sunset-
you'll then have a grave in the clouds where you won't lie too cramped
OMG NO NOSECONES
Early-thirties, white male, five foot seven, sporting a slight belly. Mostly brown hair, bits of gray showing. Black slacks, belt, grey t-shirt and a blue long-sleeved workshirt. Beat-up work shoes. Leatherman pouch on belt. Answers to "Egon"
S'okay, let him be for a bit. I'm gonna take stock of what's left in here, someone want to give me a hand?
edited 30th Aug '10 5:39:53 PM by pvtnum11
Happiness is zero-gee with a sinus cold.
Oh, and you can call me Scott.
Sure, I don't think he's moving. Can't do too much heavy lifting, though, I'm weak as crap...
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OMG NO NOSECONES
-begins to lug stuff out of various compartments of the liferaft:
Six sealed boxes of high-calorie energy bars
Four five-gallon cans of fresh water
Water purification system
Hatchet and knife
Busted flashlight - tosses aside-
Working flashlight
An indeterminate amount of rope, still coiled up
Crap-ton of life jackets
10-foot by 10-foot bright orange tarp, sealed
Compass
Fire Extinguisher
Parachute Flare cartridtges, for a flare gun (that he can't locate)
Waterproof matches, lighter
Happiness is zero-gee with a sinus cold.
OMG NO NOSECONES
If you guys see anything useful on the shore or anything, we might as well put it here. The beach is littered with bits of trash, might bear something useful...
Where's the flare gun? Did the crewman have it when he was swept overboard or something...? Crap. -roots around in cabinets again, sounds frustrated-
edited 30th Aug '10 5:49:33 PM by pvtnum11
Happiness is zero-gee with a sinus cold.
-Searches in the trash-
Let's see... there's... a notebook here. Most of it is ruined, but there are some okay pages. Um... swiss army knife... that's pretty much it.
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Don't toss the busted flashlight, I might be able to fix it.
Sooo... I've got a couple of books and some water in the bag I saved. Anyone else got anything?
OMG NO NOSECONES
Oh, okay. Might have good batteries, no idea. it's one of those big lantern 6-volt jobbers.
-examines watch, taps it, shakes it- Dang. Anyone got a watch that works? Mine's stopped. We probably got a few hours until sun-down. I was thinking, maybe we can heave the life raft higher up onto the beach, and use it for shelter. Ain't no good as a boat anymore, might as well get some use out of it, right...?
Happiness is zero-gee with a sinus cold.
Yeah, I s'pose. Don't have a watch on me, sorry.
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OMG NO NOSECONES
-stares at wrecked raft for a bit, then frowns and stares at the beach. Finally notices the few bodies that aren't moving.-
Um. I don't meant to sound harsh or cruel or any of that, but um, we're going to have to do something about the, uh, bodies. Maybe we can bury them down thataway -points- or something.
Happiness is zero-gee with a sinus cold.
Yeah, I have a watch. About the bodies, do we have a shovel or something?
18 years old, tan skin (arabic), short black / dark brown hair, 5'7", hundred and forty something pounds, wears black jeans, black t-shirt, black boots, answers to "Jay"
edited 30th Aug '10 6:49:11 PM by MidnightVelvet
OMG NO NOSECONES
Oh, and we'll have to search them for identification and stuff. Write down their names, adresses, that sort of thing. Once we get rescued, their-next-of-kin will have to be notified...
-looks in shirt pocket, frowns-
Crap. We got a pen or pencil handy?
Happiness is zero-gee with a sinus cold.
-reaches into bag, hands Egon a pencil-
Need some paper, too?
edited 30th Aug '10 6:18:18 PM by MidnightVelvet
OMG NO NOSECONES
Hey, thanks. I'll deal with the bodies, you guys can figure out how to move the raft. or tie it down. No clue if this is high tide or what...
Still need a few character decriptions before continuing with any plot-relevant matters.
Happiness is zero-gee with a sinus cold.
Background and stuff? At 16 years old, Scott is not very good at physical sports, and instead loves books and the computer, to a fault. He has a bit of a short temper, but for the most part he's pretty quiet. He's introverted, but can deal with other people when he has to. Squeamish.
Anyone have any rope or hemp?
edited 11th Sep '10 1:41:54 PM by gentlemanorcus
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Related (sort of, kinda, not really) to the "plane crash on a deserted island" thread:
You, and some fellow Tropers, all having taken a nice cruise-liner together (somehow), have washed ashore on a small island, somewhere in the South Pacific. The life-raft that brought you here is a tangled mass of fiberglass, metal and wood. The radio is kaput and the EPRIB transmitter is nowhere to be seen. The disaster provisions, though, are mostly intact.
The island has some trees inland, tropical palms and brush, along with waist-high grass. Yyou can see the concrete ruins of a old building not terribly far from the waterfront. Some birds can be heard. It is hot and muggy, but the sun is beginning to set towards the west.
Somewhat serious, please. Also, play as yourself.
Happiness is zero-gee with a sinus cold.