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Crash landed (Angle, Robin)

Robin man

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Back in 2020 planet earths space program progressed significantly. They were able to explore planets they never thought that existed. Now it's 2145 and we're two members of a exploration ship called the Cesar. On the way the planets gravity pulled the ship in and crashed. Now we're the only two survivors. Now are these two gonna survive, will we find a way of the planet, or will the planet kill us.


The Cesar


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The planet


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Character sheets


Name


Age


Gender


Personality


Position on the ship


(Mechanic, Medic, Pilot, Passenger, Soilder.)


Appearance


Here's mine


Name


Michael J. Arthur


Age


30


Gender


Male


Personality


Serious, smart, stubborn, compassionate at times, patient, helpful,


Position on the ship


Pilot


(Mechanic, Medic, Pilot, Passenger, Soilder.)


Appearance


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Name- Tatum M. Williams


Age- 28


Gender- Female


Personality- Tatum can be very nose to the grindstone, often so much so that she's never seen cracking even a small smile or even making a joke or two. She is very realiable and would never cross you, unless you have even her a good enough reason. Tatum will always remain loyal to her friends and partners, never betraying them for anything. There are rare times when you will see the softer side of her and you should count yourself lucky if you ever do, for times like that do not happen very often. Tatum is the type of person to always have your back and make sure that you never doubt it.


Postion on the ship- Soldier


Appearance-


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Outside her uniform-


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It was another night on the Cesar. It was close to midnight when Michael J. Arthur thought to go to bed and get at least a few hours of sleep before they landed on a foreign planet they called Zar. Michael was the ships pilot for this ship of. He was with a crew of four hundred people of this exploration ship. He yawned and put the ships auto pilot on then he headed to his room. It wasn't to far the cockpit perfect if he need to do anything quickly.


He got in his small and dark room. He flipped the switch. It showed a single bed, a small dresser on top was a stand for his sword, next to the dresser was a small portable fridge, and in the back was a door to the bathroom. He walked to the fridge and opened it. All there was in there was a glass bottle sprite and a sub.Michael pulled out the bottle and opened it. He took a sip of the cold lemon lime soda and sighed in relief. He put the bottle back in the fridge then went to bed. He clapped his hands then the light's went off. Michael smiled to himself then he fell to sleep
 
Tatum sat in her quarters doing what she could be found doing nearly every night...cleaning her weapons. Most pople tended to read or watch tv to make them relax for bed, not Tatum. Her way of relaxing after a long day of training was sitting on her bed with her various weapons spread across the blankets, all taken apart. She took pride in her combat skills and always believed that a good soldier should keep their tools of the trade, in tip top shape. The smell of the oils and other various cleaning products could be smelled heavily in her room. Most people couldn't be there for more than five minutes before having to step out and get some fresh air. Tatum was beyond used to it and found a odd sense of comfort in it.


Cleaning the last gun, Tatum stood and cleared off her bed, putting all her weapons back on their respective racks and shelves. After that was done, she ripped the blankets and sheets off her bed and threw them in a pile to be cleaned. Just cause she liked the smell of cleaning her guns, didn't mean she wanted to sleep on the stuff. Grabbing a fresh set she then threw the new pile onto the bed and walked into her bathroom to shower. Emerging 15 minutes later, Tatum fixed her bed and slipped under the bed. Making sure her small pistol was tucked safely under her pillow, she closed her eyes as sleep quickly over took her.
 
Michael stayed asleep for a few hours. When he woke and looked over at the clock. It said 3:02am. He message his forehead. He stood up and went to get his sprite. Then there was a moment of turbulence . The alarm went off and a voice spook over the intercom. "All ship crew head to your stations. We're being pulled in by a unknown gravitational pull." Michael ran to the cockpit and deactivated the auto-pilot and started flying the ship. He kept trying to pull the ship away from the planet. But he was slowly losing this fight.
 
Tatum stirred slightly when the ship shook but thought nothing of it. It wasn't until the alarm on the ship going off, that she jumped out of bed. She shoved her feet into some boots and ran down the hallways and through several doors before she reached the cockpit. After reaching it she looked out the windows, seeing how close they were being pulled in. "This is not going to be pretty", she thought. Seeing that they were going to land head first, she hit the auto pilot button and jerked Michael out of his seat. "Move!", she barked at him before they landed. Tatum pushed him as she ran down the hallway and shoved him into his quarters. "Get under your bed, now!", she ordered him around as if he was one of her squad member but right now all she cared about was making sure people survived.


After giving him his orders, Tatum ran back out and had about 5 minutes, according to her sight of things, before they crashed. Not having time to get to her room, Taum ran into one of the storage room and moved the shelves in front of the door. Making sure everything was in place, she sat on the ground and put her head between her knees, awaiting to doom that was coming for them all. She just hoped that the others were under cover as well.
 
Michael wasn't expecting the women running in and pulling him out of his seat. But he did as the woman said and went into his room and hid under his bed. He poked his head out for a second. The door opened and a soilder was standing there looking for him. "Pilot? You in here?" At that moment the ship finally hit the ground. In there ship stuff was flying everywhere. His sword did the same and went point first into the soldiers throat. There was another big crash and the soldiers body went flying down the hall. At that point some of the wall panels started to fly off. One by one he was starting to see the outside. "Oh s***." He said to himself.


At this point Michael thought at this point was to try to slow down the ship. He slowly got up forced his way to the cockpit. It was extremely hard to do when the wind is going at about eighty miles per hour was pushing against you. When he finally got in the cockpit and saw that the co-pilot tried to stop the ship. But he had a shard of glass through his eye. Michael looked through the shattered windshield and saw something very bad in about two miles ahead. A very large geyser and it looked like it was ready to blow. Michael got in his seat and pulled the wheel away as hard as he can. Then he pushed the emergency brake button. The ship started to slow down a little.


After what was the longest two minutes of his life the ship finally stopped completely with the geyser just ten feet away. Micheal was taking deep breathes then he finally rested his head on the wheel. He started to laugh weakly.
 

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