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Post by Red-Glow~Alchemist on Feb 28, 2006 16:42:15 GMT -5
Ok for those who have seen the show you can skip the first explanation, for those who have not heres the breakdown. Airoplane crash onto a deserted island, there are a load of bad things going on at this island and the main goal is to escape if your not killed first.
NEW RULES 1. When you are out of the airoplane crash please do not say that your character merely has a few scratches, be realistic, large gashes, impalement, broken limbs, that sort of stuff. 2. Powers, and different races are aloud though no people who can fly, that would not be fair if they could escape from the island that easy. 3. The airoplane is completely destoryed, most parts are melted or broken though some metal may be salvaged. 4. There are demons and wild beasts around the island. 5. Please no gary or mary-sues alright, give your character flaws! 6. Have fun, the first few posts will be just after the plane crash, if you do not introduce yourself at the start of the roleplay and enter late do not worry, losts of people have survived so you can just bring them in easy ^^ 7. Have fun, no god moding and please please please dont put people down.
Restrictions Mild language, no cussing constantly Violence..well duh, its an island crawling with man eating monsters and hungry people Romance...errr if your going to have romance make it realistic, no jumping the bones of the first person you see, let the relationship develope mmk?
OK YOU MAY START!!
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Post by Red-Glow~Alchemist on Feb 28, 2006 16:51:28 GMT -5
A groan of pain. The metal plate ontop of her shuddered. A female at the age of 16 pulled herself weakly from beneath the large plate of metal that was crushing her. Blood stained blond hair fell limp over her face and shoulders, too weak was she to move it out of her vision. Her eyes a sharp olive green colour, jammed closed in hope of pretending it hadn't happened though one hope remained, her younger brother. The metal shifted to the side and finally fell off her and she sucked in the air, it seems so clean and good to her after almost suffocating beneath the rubble. She wore black jeans, torn, twisted and blood stained now, clinging to her skin as if it was a second layer of skin instead. Her shirt was filthy, mud smeered into it and blood to one side where something that looked like a chair pole was impaled into her flesh. Flinching she yanked it from her side with a scream of pain before clasping her hand over it quickly, blood tricking between her fingers, an oozing black substance. Her throat was dry and she was unable to call for her brother so instead set about, limping and almost falling at times to the limp body laying face down in the dirt. She dropped beside him weakly and shook his shoulders "Brother, wake up" she whispered, her voice crackling. The boy made no noise, his chest did not rise or fall, and as she turned him over she choked back a tear, rib bone stuck out through his flesh, he was dead, there was nothing to be done about it and she couldn't even cry. Catherine had been traveling with David to see their parents overseas when it had happened, now...what family did she have left, her parents would think them dead when the news spread about the missing aircraft. What hope was there left?
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