Realistic or Modern Flight 2466: Plane Crash

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FLIGHT 2466: PLANE CRASH

Flight 2466 -


Departure: Los Angeles, California


Arrival: Sydney, Australia


Destination Time: Never

 

[Semblance]

A burning hazy smoke filled the air as a pair of dreary hazel orbs opened, immediately coughing as the fumes filled her lungs. Avery used her hand to cover her pink lips as her piercing eyes squinted to see through the blurry air. She used her other hand to unfasten the seatbelt that still constrained her to the now ragged airplane seats before climbing out of the row. Her weary gaze quickly darted around her surroundings and spotted the old dark man beside her lie motionless with his eyes closed. She flipped his wrist over to feel for his pulse, but the only thing she felt was the blazing heat from the growing flames. Coughing out the smoke, Avery noticed that the emergency exit was cracked open, and she briskly crawled her way towards the fresh air. After pushing on the lever with all her power, the door flung open and she practically fell down the gray slide that was attached to the exit.


She pushed herself up onto her feet and coughed out the remains of the fumes, wiping the tears from her eyes that had formed from the smokey air. Her moist hazel eyes slowly scanned the area around her, taking in the soft ocean waves and the harsh yellow sand that she was standing on. The glaring sun shone down onto the massive forest that consumed the land, which inclined into a mountain in the distance. There was a few wispy white clouds in the sky, coupled with a slight breeze in the air. It seemed as if they were on an island.


Avery redirected her attention back onto the airplane that was now up in flames. She tried to remember what had happened, but the only thing she recalled was the pilot's panicked voice, the seatbelt lights coming on, and oxygen masks falling down. The next thing she knew, she woke up to smoke everywhere and motionless bodies that lay still in their seats. She spotted a few other people who were now making their way out of the emergency exit just like she had, and she breathed a small sigh of relief that she wasn't the only survivor.


@Annabella @Carmen Vehemente @WolfOfProphecys @Auralunabella @Blarg222 @emdillon @The Awakened Moon @Delax @Lex Halycor @Zerataku @FateofHearts @CreativelyPerfect

 

[Blarg222]

Bruce coughed as he exited the burning wreck, as he exited he knelt down to recuperate before looking around. A good number of people had made it out which he was happy about, he checked his side for the Berretta he had holstered. He looked out to the coast scanning for any activity, for all he knew this was a terrorist attack. He moved over to the other passengers, helping those who had trouble vaulting away from the wreck, his eyes widened as the flames grew. "Come on, Come on! Get out of the plane right quick!" he yelled at the passengers, hoping to motivate them to get moving. All he could do was hope that the damn thing didn't explode, or else they would all be dead.

 

[kou]

Crying. It was the first noise May heard as her eyes slid open, she tilted her head slightly from where she appeared to be leaning dangerously over the edge of charred metal and what remained of the plane. She recalled screaming, destruction, and intense pain, as if by chance May glanced downwards and nearly screamed at the piece of rubble which had successfully managed to pin her leg down. She could feel nothing from the apparent injury which only served to make her more anxious and she surveyed her surroundings, a man could be heard over the sound of crackling which had radiated from the ongoing fire and she screamed as loud as she could manage. The plane looked dangerously close to either collapsing or exploding and May wanted to be within a secure vicinity when it did so, the crying had faded and May knew that either that person had died or left. She surged forward, struggling to remove her foot from the metal but to no avail and screamed once more, hoping someone would be able to hear her.

 

[The Awakened Moon]

Gwen opened her eyes slowly but didn't move at first, her head pounding. All she heard was a girl's screaming. She felt a slight pain in her neck as she turned her head to look around, trying to find that person. She groaned and tried to get up but her seatbelt pushed her back down. Her fingers fumbled with it for a few seconds, her hand shaking from the shock of what's happening. She was finally able to get it off. As she got out of her seat slowly, she inhaled the smoke from the huge fire by accident. She cursed under her breath as she felt more pain in her wrists but she was able to manage it. Gwen slowly crawled toward the scream though it was hard to see through the thick blanket of smoke. She finally saw the girl who had been screaming. "Hey hey" she said softly, her voice coming out weak. "I'll help" she mumbled before she coughed and attempted to get the rubble off of her leg. Several more attempts later, Gwen still couldn't get it off. She felt bad though. She was trying her hardest to get the piece of metal off the girl's leg but it was too heavy. Or maybe she was just too weak. Now it was Gwen's turn to call out for help, hoping someone else was close enough to hear.

 

[Delax]

Toby Guzzeti

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Toby's eyes dulled open as the sounds and the smell of what seemed to be dangerous fumes emitted. His eyes glanced around, immediately causing him to be confused. 'This doesn't look like the Airport of Sydney...' he thought. Where was he? He glanced around more, the sand beneath this body comforting his sore back. Toby only now suddenly realised what had happened: Plane crash. There was a tinge of dangerousness as he slowly lifted his body up from the sand. He didn't even want to think how he had gotten out onto the sand if the plane was over there.


Suddenly, a scream lifted the air and he looked around in desperate need to find where it came from. There was also a man shouting loudly to get off the plane. He guessed he was lucky then. Toby only now saw a lady with a piece of debris stuck in her leg, rushing over to her and kneeling down beside the person who seemed to have been trying to help her. "Let me try.." He choked out, his voice hoarse and dry. Toby tried to lift her leg out of the metal piece, a little bit more successful the next time. In one more try, he lifted her leg out of it. He put some pressure on the bleeding whilst he feared a sleeve from his shirt. "Here." He whispered, wrapping the make-do bandage around her wound. "We should get away from the plane."

 

[kou]

Calm. Remain calm. May chuckled as the girl approached, struggling to help her as well as she tried to remove the piece of metal. Her foot felt as if it had been severed off and she fought the rising panic, feeling the sudden urge to giggle. "This is quite the predicament I've gotten myself in.." May relaxed as another man approached and felt relieved as he lifted the piece of rubble and tossed it aside, ripping some of the fabric of his shirt and tightening it around her leg, May hissed in pain at the sudden feeling of cloth rubbing against the open wound and steadily sat upright once more. She looked at both the boy and the girl before smiling meekly. "Thank you for that, I can't say I've been in plane crashes often but I'm glad you were here to help."


@Delax


@The Awakened Moon


@Semblance


@Blarg222

 

[Zatanna]

Chanel layed on the sand next to Yarrow, panting. What the fuck had just happened? Her plane had crashed. Her body ached, all over and her fucking 300$ heels broke. Her shirt was all fucked up and her white pants were covered in dirty,blood, and sand.


"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!" she screams, very upset at what had just happened. At least Yarrow was safe.





First, my boyfriend breaks my heart, then Im going to have a good time and what happens? The plane crashes. This is awful.


Yarrow's eyes were shut and he was trying to recover listening to the sound of the waves, but then he heard his sisters scream.


"Would you shut up?" he groaned getting up. Thankfully he had pulled his and Chanels luggage off of the plane. Some of it was burnt and it wasnt all of it but, it was some of it.


He heard a screams from the plane and tried to fight his better judgement. He heard the screamd from the plane and wanted to help but, what if it exploded or something. But it got the best of him, his more heroic side. He ran full speed to the plane and crawled inside, he shoved past some military man directing and started to help past anyone who was stuck. He saw Toby & Gwen helping May out.


He went over and kneeled by Toby, Gwen and May.


"How about you help the others and I'll carry her out. Okay?" he said looking into his eyes. Trying not to blush or something stupid. He was probably straight anyways.


He picked May up bridal style and made his way off the plane. He was careful, not to run her into anything. He finally got out of the plane and softly laid her in the sand.


"A-are you okay?" he asked, biting his bottom lip looking back towards the plane.

 

[kou]

May had not been expecting the sudden arrival of the boy whom then proceeded to lift her up and carry her outside. She spluttered out sudden excuses and was placed on the soft sand which shifted underneath her body. "A-are you okay?" May was still somewhat reeling from the past events and had her eyes fixated on the plane, or what was left of it. She turned towards the guy and smiled warmly, gesturing towards her leg before shrugging. "I believe I am, thank you for assisting me although the question is, are you okay?"


@Zatanna

 

[Zatanna]

Yarrow was very relieved to hear she was okay and let out a little sigh.





"Am I okay? My legs not hurt! Im fine. You still manage to smile is beautiful. Im Yarrow." he smiled at her.





"How about we take you to the water? The salt should help your wound..." he said, trying to think like a doctor. He picked her up again and brought her to where the sea met the sand and placed her down.





"Sorry Im uh... making you wet." he laughed and watched as the water washed over her.





(brb sorry.)

 

[love bug]

Logan squirmed a bit before finally opening his eyes and looking around in pure shock. He coughed from the smoke and fumes whilst digging through his memories to try and figure out what happened. It seemed like only mere seconds ago, he was asleep on his flight to Australia; now he was in the middle of a wrecked plane, surrounded by other confused people. The male's first reaction was to cry, though he knew getting out safely was more important than his emotions currently. His thin build easily slipped past burnt destruction that was surrounding him. Once he got to a way out, he leaped as far away from the plane as possible. He probably could've stepped out, though he didn't want to risk landing right on a sharp blade of metal. He stumbled slightly and landed in the sand, being weak from what had just happened. Logan brushed it off and pushed those feelings to the side, however. So much was going through his head that he could barely focus on one thing anyways. He just wanted everyone to be okay. By the looks of everyone else, it seemed like that wouldn't be the case.

 

[kou]

May was once more lifted from the ground and placed near the lapping waves of the sea, she leaned forward before skimming her hands through the water and closing her eyes in silent revelry. They had crashed on what appeared to be a remote island in the middle of nowhere, they had no way to contact any higher authority, and they would all have to scavenge for food if it resulted in that. May didn't swear in frustration of cry, she instead inhaled deeply before opening her eyes once more and tilting back slightly.

 

[Skita]

The first thing Layla could see was smoke when her eyes finally opened. The girl moved to sit up from her position in the sand, only to feel a dull ache in her side. 'Where am I?' Her eyes looked around scanning her surroundings and to her relief she saw people around her. Though within seconds her relief soon turned in to distress as she realized that more half of the people she saw were dead. The girl let out a shriek. Layla just couldn't understand how this happened. She could remember getting up this morning and boarding the plane to Australia. Then there being some sort of an emergency. But she couldn't just comprehend how a plane could crash like that. That was only something that you saw in movies or the news, that's never something that happens in everyday life.


Layla stood with some difficulty and wrapped an arm around her side. She just need to get away from the plane as it seemed ready to explode. She moved closer to the water, watching the waves crash as they hit the shore. Layla went to bring her other arm to wrap around her in sort of a protective hug. 'Please don't let this be real.'

 

[Cosmic Storm]

Luke woke up on the beach, coughing up water. He remembered it all. He was walking back to his seat from the bathroom when it all happened. He had to, he was to nervous about seeing his sister, thank he drank to much lemonade. The blue plane seats were filled with people in them; sleeping, watching tv or reading books. His seat was behind the emergency exit, near the wings of the plane. Suddenly the pilot made an announcement about something but the radio was coming in to quickly for Lucifer to understand. The plane started to descend quite quickly and Luke was knocked about quite a bit. The oxygen masks began to fall down, when he reached his seat. Then the emergency exit door popped opened because of the pressure in the cabin collapsing and he got ripped from his seat and hit the water brutally. He was close to the water when it happened so the fall didn't execute him. He made it to shore before he passed out. The last thing he remembered was the once mighty plane, was now decapitated and up in flames, with people crawling out. Survivors.

 

[Blarg222]

Bruce spotted the floating man and immediately rushed to save him. He swam out in a quick fast stroke and grabbed the man's shirt collar and pulled him into the shore. When he reached the beach again he hoisted him up and placed him next May. Bruce paused for a moment to catch his breathe before looking to the man, "your one lucky SOB, mate" Bruce said patting the guy on the shoulder.

 

[flowerblack227]

A high pitched whirring sound. The sickening crunch of metal on metal. Then silence.


Randall awoke from unconsciousness some unknown length of time later, his eyes squinting as they took in the light of the flames and the surrounding smoke and dust. A deep pain seated itself in the left side of his face. He raised his left arm to feel out the disturbance; his fingers were greeted with the slippery sensation of parted skin and cartilage where his ear should be. It seared to the touch, but at least he could still hear. Somewhat. He tried to hold his hand out in front of him to observe whatever had coated it during the inspection, but it was difficult. Like an invisible force was pulling at it from in front of him, pulling at all of his limbs actually. He widened his gaze, his eyes already smarting from the particles which filled the air as his vision fully returned.


He was dangling in his seat, the entire aisle disconnected and hoisted upwards from the shattered remnants of the main cabin. He looked down to see the disfigured chairs and crumpled bodies of the plane's victims. Drops of blood trickled down from his injury, pooling underneath his chin briefly before falling to the broken seats, only a few feet below. He could hear the subtle taps as they stained the chairs, but he could also hear the distant cries and shouts of survivors, no doubt some of them injured as well. How could I have survived this? He asked himself this as he observed the cabin from the back, rested 'neatly' on the ground. The seats directly next to his were empty, those passengers were not so lucky.


He reached down for his buckle, coughing in the thick smoke, the heat of the flames beginning to feel a little too warm for comfort. It was only a few feet down, but he could hardly brace himself. Hopefully this doesn't hurt too much...he held his right arm out as he unbuckled, sending him falling right on top of the chair ahead. His body bent over it, the tip of the seat plowing into his abdomen, making him exhale forcefully. He tumbled past it, sliding across the next chair and finally to the ground. Ouch, fuck he thought to himself as he slowly stood up and waddled away from the wreckage. A small group of survivors were conversing in the nearby sand; he began to make his way over. Perhaps they could be of help.

 

[Cosmic Storm]

Luke was slowly regaining his consciousness when he woke up on the sandy beach. Luke's jeans were ripped and his clothes were drenched with salt water. His messy sand blonde hair was sticking to his forehead. Luke groaned, clenching his fists and squeezing his eyes shut by the searing pain in his arm. The sun was beating down on him, and the air was dry. Luke looked around to be with a group of people who seemed to be in the same situation as he was. Luke was scared. Luke was lost.


"Where am I?" Luke asked to no one in particular, before sitting up and rolling up his left arm sleeve, to check his injured arm.

 

[Semblance]

Avery stood there, mouth gaping and eyes widened in horror as the sudden realization dawned onto her that her plane had crashed into an isolated island. And from the looks of it, the island was just that- an island. No inhabitants, just wilderness. Once she realized that there were other survivors, some of whom needed serious help, she began to slowly make her way towards the closest one. She knew that she was one of the lucky ones who had somehow escaped unscathed, except for maybe a whiplash. The first person he saw was a blonde guy being helped from the ocean onto the sand by another tall guy. Avery rushed over and helped pull the blonde guy onto shore. "I wish I knew," she told him with sorrow in her eyes as she surveyed the wreckage from the plane.

 

[The Awakened Moon]

Gwen spotted an emergency exit close by. She winced slightly in pain as she tried to walk but her ankle gave way, making her fall back onto her knees. "Shit" she muttered. She felt like she was suffocating from all the fumes and she needed to get out of the plane quick. She got up once again and kept her balance my using the seats to put most of her weight on it. Gwen finally reached the emergency exit. She slid down the slide and reached the sand but fell over onto her hands and knees. "Oh my God" she muttered as she gasped for the fresh air. She heard some voices and stayed there for a moment just breathing in and out slowly. She was glad that there were more people still alive. She crawled away from the plane as fast as she could, loving the feeling of the sand in her hands, reassuring her that she was alive but also reassuring her that this wasn't a dream.

 

[Cosmic Storm]

"Fuck." Luke cursed under his breath. His breathing unsteady.


Luke stood up, towering over the girl. She looked scared and lost just like he felt. He inspected his injury. There was a piece of airplane about 5 inches long stuck in his arm. No doubt when he flew out the door, it must've caught on to him.


Luke tried to gently wiggle the shrapnel out of his arm but with no luck, it was lodged in deep. In disappointment, Luke fell to his knees and closed his eyes.


"Shit, this bitch hurts." Luke cursed out loud, in anger for being slightly disabled, being on an island and experiencing a fucking plane crash.


This day was lovely.


 
Luke bit his lip, to take away from the pain of his arm. Luke slowly unbuttoned his black long sleeve dress shirt,and carefully took it off, careful not to pull on his metal piece. His chest was pale yet toned and had little fat.


Luke threw his shirt to the sand by his feet, crawling awkwardly to the waves with his knees. Luke, with his right arm, scooped up some water and began to at least wash the open wound. He had no idea what or how he was going to fix his arm. He had no medical intelligence or experience what-so-ever.

 

[Semblance]

Avery's hazel eyes immediately noticed the metal piece stuck in his arm. Blood was oozing out quickly and she knew that they had to get that thing out of him. "Don't. Salt water is just going to make it worse," she told him, using her hand to stop his right arm from washing the open wound. She didn't have much medical experience except for the basic first aid that she had learned from health class. "We need to get that thing out," she mused, looking around at everything they had. "This is going to hurt. You should look away," Avery told him as she ripped a piece of cloth off from the blonde guy's shirt.


Without warning, she yanked on the piece of metal with all her might and threw the part onto the sand, followed by a large squirt of blood from the wound. She knew that the mental agony leading up to something painful was often worse than the event itself, so she decided to pull the metal piece out without notice. She quickly used the cloth to cover the wound and stop the bleeding. "Keep it there, and clean it as soon as we find some fresh water," she added, tying the cloth into a makeshift bandage.

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Tony's eyes flickered open slowly, confused and dazed. He gazed around, wondering what had happened. Planes weren't meant to turn into flaming traps, were they? He paused, and shook his head, trying to clear it, but all he could remember of the crash was sounds of screaming, then pain and darkness. He had a headache, and blood dripping downward into his eye told him he'd probably hit his head. He grumbled, and scrambled to undo his seatbelt with one hand, before attempting to move. A strange noise escaped him, when he found why moving hurt so much. A large piece of metal was impaled through his shoulder. Looking at the rest of him, he found smaller pieces embedded down one of his sides. Great. Still, he attempted to push himself up, needing to get out of here.

 

[Zatanna]

Chanel saw Yarrow run away and groaned standing up.





Walking to find Yarrow she spotted something yummy. A pale guy with some piece of something in his arm. She skipped over and kneeled next to him. There was a girl there too, she was pretty but she had nothing on her.





"Hey are you okay? That looks like it hurts..." she asked rubbing his back.





"IS there anything I can do to help?" she asked the blonde girl, smiling softly.

 

[kou]

May glanced at others who seemed to be present on the beach before bracing herself, slowly rising upwards before yelping as pain shot through the stem of her leg and steadily rose upwards. She tested her foot carefully, biting her lip in order to compose herself before applying pressure to her toe. The pain was unbearable but May could have endured worse had it not been for the assistance of others, she calmed herself.

 

[Zatanna]

Yarrow saw May try to get up.





"Hey stop! Im sorry I just dont want you to hurt yourself. If you want to go somewhere I'll carry you... Got it?" he asked her.





"Im Yarrow... and Im gay. So dont worry about me touching your butt or something." he said trying to lighten the mood.