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skill: talented hunter *cuz why not* |
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Ok we can start now! If anyone wants to join after the game has begun, just write a post with your character info and I'll figure out a way for your character to enter the story. Remember: Blue text=narration and purple/pink text=my character Each person tells their own story; please do not narrate another character's actions/fate. Use quotation marks around the words you say and write as if it's a novel in first person (you can follow my example if you're not sure what this means). The narration (blue text) determines what is happening and may describe your fate. Which means, if you make a particularly stupid decision, you may die. But if you make a really good decision, you may be rewarded with PP's or other real rewards! (Note: please wait until I finish writing the introduction of the story before you post anything) Dernière modification le 1481399580000 |
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A strange, uncomfortable warmth surrounds you as you begin your ascent to consciousness. You are aware of the gritty sand irritating your skin and the fresh, salty scent of the sea. The hot sun beats down upon you relentlessly. Groggily, you blink your eyes open and look around in disorientation. In front of you, a vast expanse of deep blue sea stretches infinitely ahead. Behind you, the desert island awaits. The island is quite large. Tawny-golden sand lies on both coasts of the island, with a small tropical rain forest in the middle. On the beach, you see a piece of wood which you realize came from the broken lifeboat that stranded you on the island. A few other survivors can be seen wandering the beach. |
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as i look around my surroundings, i will drag my chest away from the others and take inventory of what i have. |
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after finding what i have i will rush over to the boat and bring it by the chest |
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"heyo over there" Vin walks in the wet sand and taps on someones back hoping there friendly. |
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i will look at Vin cautiously then then suddenly say "at least i'm not surrounded by sociopaths. my name is Shira" |
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"nice to meet you shira, it looks to be your scavaging something. what have you found?" Vin feels a bump in his pocket "i've got a lighter" Dernière modification le 1481400660000 |
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"NO FIRE! it's whats left over of the boat. i was hoping to make a spear of something as a weapon or hunting tool." |
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*or something- excuse me for awful grammar* |
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"it seems there are more people over there who are still unconcious" Vin walks over to them to check that they are fine, then drags them in the shade Dernière modification le 1481400900000 |
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I don't want to wake up. Something feels wrong here, and I wish it would go away. I close my eyes again; maybe it's just a dream. Maybe... No. A sharp pain in my head convinces me to open my eyes again. A drop of crimson blood alarms me. Pressing my hand to my head, I realize that I must have hurt myself when the boat capsized. I need to heal myself if I want to survive. |
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i walk over to Vin and the others. then i will kneel down and give each a sharp slap to wake them up, and say "It's not night you guy.". |
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Panic rising, I search through my pockets and find only a pocketknife. Well that's not gonna help me at all. I look around at the foliage; perhaps something here can be made into a bandage, but I'm not sure because I don't have any medical knowledge. Perhaps I can find someone who does know. |
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"hey, panicky person. you want to stop that bleeding?" i say a little sarcastically |
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"Yes please, you got anything good?" I say, a little annoyed at the girl's sarcastic tone but unwilling to pass this opportunity up. |
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" come over here then." i get a bottle of water out of the chest to wash the wound, and tear my clothes to make a bandage |
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I walk over to the bit of shrubbery thats in sight and pluck off some leaves and a stick then bends over onto the ground doing the best i can to weave a small bandage "hey you over there with the wound take this" Vin notices shira heal lya and decides to put the makeshift badage on the sand "well never mind i guess we have a spare bandage to use if needed" Dernière modification le 1481401500000 |
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"sicne we're stuck here together, what's your name?" i ask casually |
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"Thank you so much!" I say. "I'm Lyancai, Lya for short. What's your name?" |