Realistic or Modern Stranded (Always Accepting!)

[NightSky]

(Yeah no worries! I try and reply whenever I have a small break from work, so take your time. I don't mind at all!.)
The edge of Cyrus's lips curled, trying to maintain his amusement. "Ah, well, don't force yourself alright?" Looking around, he picked something up off the underbrush; turning out to be a rather large branch, most likely detached when the plane went through the area. Placing one end into the dirt, he pushed it down, watching it bend slightly and then straighten into its original shape. Satisfied, he walked back to the girl and offered it to her as a support. "This should make it easier for you to walk until we get to somewhere more appealing then."


Retrieving the first aid kit from its discarded position, he turned to survey the area for some sort of shelter. "If you don't mind the short walk back to what I found earlier, we can head there. It's the other end of the plane, so roomy enough for us and a couple more if we find others. A little over a 15 minute trek, but the path is smooth and shouldn't be too bad."

Olivia looked down at the stick and back up at the man and over exaggeratedly furrowed her brow aiming for the 'seriously?' look; but after looking down at her leg, which right now would be more useful as a weapon if it wasn't attached, she accepted the stick.


"I am way too young for a walking stick." She mumbled putting her weight onto it checking it was secure. It seemed to take her weight fine, which she wasn't especially pleased with as it meant she didn't have any other option. Olivia then looked back over to the man who was picking up what looked like a first aid kit.


"Thanks again, but if this gives me any nicknames I'll hit you with it." She said in what sounded like a sarcastic tone, but there was some seriousness to what she said.


"I'm sure I can manage fifteen minutes." She said with a confident nod. "Me and my trusty stick can do that easily." Olivia lifted her stick to emphasize her point, then realized that wasn't the best idea as she almost lost her balance again. She quickly put the stick down and coughed awkwardly hoping he didn't see anything.

 

[Takuwan]

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ADA KIM

"IT'S JUST THE ECHO OF BLOOD IN YOUR HEAD."

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She continued to fall, pushing herself to get back up in order to find any means of safety and medical aid. Ada gave up on calling out, knowing that she might not even be heard, especially since if there were people alive, they'd be in some sort of hysteria. "God damn," she growled under her breath, finally taking a few steps forward. The smell of burnt flesh and fuel filled her nostrils and under her feet, she could hear the crunch of interior remnants. Ada was still looking for a first aid kit, people, maybe a bottle of alcohol to douse her wounds. All she needed was to get close enough to a part of the plane that wasn't enveloped in flames. The woman gathered most of er strength, pushing onward as she scanned for a way to get into what ever was left of the plane - avoiding the numerous dead bodies that hung there. If she found a way, her plan would be feasible. Alcohol. Aid kit. People?


Ada, even though she wanted to continue her search, she understood that looking wasn't the answer. She had to act on her situation. Though her body ached, Ada carried on with her change of plans. She made it farther into the Jungle, taking a branch - that had been split in half from the ground - that had been broken off by the plane. Now, all she had to do was find something to sharpen the end of the stick. Of course, the metal from the plane would cut through her flesh in an instant. Ada continued to look around. Rocks? No. Wait. She looked back at the rocks, forming an idea in her head. She didn't need something sharp, but something hard enough to do damage. A smile formed on her lips as she limped towards the rocky area and sat there, still holding the branch in her hand. Now she needed something to hold the two together. Vines. "They have to be more inward.." she sighed in frustration, looking down at her pants.


Going inward? That was dangerous, but it would've been a way to possibly find a stream of water. She thought and thought, not being able to bring a well-running idea.


Fuck it. Ada ripped the bottom of one of her pant legs, hoping it was long enough for her to wrap around the branch and the rock. "Nope." Ada threw the rock into the thick foliage and shouted, "this is fucking stupid!" Her voice was loud, powerful, something she'd never heard before. Maybe it was the continuous frustration and annoyance. Maybe it was because of her current situation. Maybe both. She gripped her leg as she stood back up. Her patience was being tested. She began to feel like this all happened because of what she'd done in life. Kkangpae, those she worked with, were dangerous individuals. Taking money, killing people, hunting others down due to payment from others. Did Yesunim want to strike back at her faults?

MOOD: I don't know. In pain.// THOUGHTS: Fuck.// LOCATION: Unknown// TASK: Survive.// COMPANY: No one. // OOC: Don't know where everyone is. Oops.

 

[SentinelSevn]

Olivia looked down at the stick and back up at the man and over exaggeratedly furrowed her brow aiming for the 'seriously?' look; but after looking down at her leg, which right now would be more useful as a weapon if it wasn't attached, she accepted the stick.
"I am way too young for a walking stick." She mumbled putting her weight onto it checking it was secure. It seemed to take her weight fine, which she wasn't especially pleased with as it meant she didn't have any other option. Olivia then looked back over to the man who was picking up what looked like a first aid kit.


"Thanks again, but if this gives me any nicknames I'll hit you with it." She said in what sounded like a sarcastic tone, but there was some seriousness to what she said.


"I'm sure I can manage fifteen minutes." She said with a confident nod. "Me and my trusty stick can do that easily." Olivia lifted her stick to emphasize her point, then realized that wasn't the best idea as she almost lost her balance again. She quickly put the stick down and coughed awkwardly hoping he didn't see anything.

Cyrus couldn't suppress a chuckle, raising a brow in her direction as he finished gathering the materials. "I didn't say anything about you being old, or anything about a nickname." Then straightening his figure and then crossing his arms over his chest, attempting an intimidating look. "But if you and your trusty stick want to try anything when I do, be my guest." His tone was teasing, almost playful. "I'm sure you can walk there, but better to be safe than sorry. Especially since we aren't sure how long we may be stranded for." As he spoke, he bit the inside of his cheek and looked around at the wreckage. "Do you think anything worthwhile may be around here? Might as well stock up now, instead of coming back later." He loathed the idea of scavenging from the fallen passengers, but they wouldn't have any use for the things they take.

 

[Little gasmask]

Ausen looked up as he saw a buffed man above him.


"Don't judge from first sigh ehh?"Ausen said slightly worried.


"We should give him anti-infecting agents or the open wound will just never close."Ausen said as he stepped bandaging."The Manuel says he should lie down and rest now so maybe we can go on a hunt for anything to salvage while he rests near a tree maybe?"He said unsecurly as he lifted the first aid Manuel.

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Raja looked at the two men. He was helpless. "I... want to help." He decided. He looked between them at the wreckage. There were people with bloody limbs, bashed in heads... he was strangely glad that he traveled alone. His blue eyes squeezed shut. He couldn't remember his parent's faces anymore. Just their voices, screaming at each other... That's not important. What's important is getting out of the wreckage. Raja scooted to the aisle seat and attempted to stand, and instead he fell to the floor. "Owww." he moaned, gripping his leg tightly.

 

[Kencen]

Rodney looked through the door wondering just where they had landed, seeing no signs of civilization other than the scattered bits of metal broken off from the aircraft. The emergency door led out over the wing, but no emergency slide had come out. If this exit even had one to begin with, it must have been broken during the impact. He saw that the teen had teared up, and Rodney couldn’t really blame him. The burns looked absolutely horrific. The kid tried to get up, but he just couldn’t do it.


Rodney went back and carefully lifted the injured teen, avoiding the boy’s more severely burned leg. He went back to the emergency door and stepped out onto the wing. They were at enough of a tilt that he could slide down, and have only a four or five foot drop at the end.


“We need to get out of here,” Rodney said, mostly to the older man, “The plane’s could still be burning somewhere. We can come back later, but for now just grab that medkit and a few blankets and let’s go.” Without waiting he carried the boy out the door and slowly slid down the wing. He skidded stopped near the wing’s tip, looking down at the hopefully-soft sand below.


“This drop ain’t so bad.” He sat on the edge, the teen slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He dropped off and landed well, in a crouch. Rodney leaned him against a tree, then went back to the plane. “I can catch you if you need it, man!” He called up, waiting for the older man to come out.


@Quiet Is Violent @Little gasmask

 

[4Tank1Dog]

(She's supposed to be on a part of the cabin that broke off, BTW)


(Also starter's a bit long so yeah)


Everything felt strange. It was a feeling impossible to describe. It was just pure numbness...Is she dead? Anna finally came to. Her vision still dark and distorted, she examined her surroundings. There was fire, the creaking of metal, and burnt flesh.


She was still on her seat. Somewhat panicking, she tried to stand. As she stood up she suddenly lurched to a stop. Something held her back-and it wasn't a seatbelt. Looking down, she could just barely make out something grey, metallic and long, and it...went right through her. The blurriness was clearing away just enough for her to notice just how much red was everywhere.


A second later the numbness was completely gone, as a searing pain took its place. She tried to not make a sound, but was unsure wether she did or not. Anna knew what she had to do. It was one of the bare basics in the book. But it won't be pretty nor fun.


Yanking as hard and as decisively as she could on the still-unclear object, Anna braced for the oncoming pain. And indeed did it come. Letting out a cry, she almost fell out of the seat. Her vision was once again overtaken by darkness for a few moments, but she soon managed to somewhat recompose herself and stood up, using the seat for support.


The wound bled fast. Anna looked for some sort of way to seal the opening, now seeing clearly again. It took a full couple seconds for her to realize that that was just what she knew how to do and she had everything she needs. Her suitcase was still somehow in the overhead compartment, and each tiny movement only brought more pain to her. Neverless, she eventually emerged victorious and brought the suitcase down.


Unzipping it, she was eager to claim her prize-a green messenger bag with a big red cross sewn into it. Relieved to see it intact, she took out a few of its contents and worked on the wound. She was a top student in the academy, but it's a much different experience if the holes you were sealing up are actually real.


Finishing with the treatment, she slung the bag and looked around. The plane got ripped apart. Pieces were everywhere. And scattered among them were bodies-burnt, smashed, bled out...


Perhaps there were others still alive. There better be. Anna exited the cabin-or, the piece of it.

 

[Phasma]

(Can someone like include me or something? I have really bad anxiety and reading everyones posts is driving me mad once I realize Im not in it lol)


Anya began to cry seeing nothing but dead people from her angle. She cried and cried. Death was not necessarily her favorite thing though she spoke of it a lot. "It's so...sad." She cried softly and then passed out

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

(Can someone like include me or something? I have really bad anxiety and reading everyones posts is driving me mad once I realize Im not in it lol)
Anya began to cry seeing nothing but dead people from her angle. She cried and cried. Death was not necessarily her favorite thing though she spoke of it a lot. "It's so...sad." She cried softly and then passed out

(Why don't you meet up with Raja and the two boys? They are getting out of the plane)

 

[Phasma]

[QUOTE="Quiet Is Violent](Why don't you meet up with Raja and the two boys? They are getting out of the plane)

[/QUOTE]
Welllll she just passed out lol

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Welllll she just passed out lol

I'd have Raja talk to her but he can't walk

 

[Phasma]

(I gat dis hahmee)


She woke up soon after she worked herself up too much. Looking up she saw people moving. "Hey! You guys?! Are y'all okay?" She said trying to jump to her feet. She staggered over towards them

 

[SentinelSevn]

(@Phasma where's your character? At the very least, I can try and pass by your position. Seeing as your passed out though, I might pass you off as dead unless its noticeable you're still alive. Groan or something, but it'll have to wait, currently with another character at the moment. I'll tag you if I do decide to, and you haven't found company yet.


Nevermind! You got this.)

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Raja nearly sobbed in pain when he was picked up. His leg was searing in pain. He hears a sweet, melodic voice and a small smile found its way to his face. "Who... who is that?" He whispered. Then louder, "Hello?! Are you okay?!" @Phasma

 

[Phasma]

(Fangirling already)


"I-I'm fine! Do you need help?" She said beginning to run toward Raja. When she arrived she scanned him. Fear entered her eyes. "Oh god..." She said scared

 

[Themoosemaster]

Barney walked along the ragged floor of a cave, he had woken maybe an hour or two ago, time kinda slipped by for him. He had his chair thrown from the plane and into the entrance of the same damp cave, his mind snapped and he went insane, he met his salamander there, who he named Wally. He had set up a small tarp shelter using his chairs cloth, and a fire using the chairs stuffing. Wally sat on his shoulder as he threw bark into the fire. He stood back up and left the cave in search of food maybe, or, anything.

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

(Fangirling already)
"I-I'm fine! Do you need help?" She said beginning to run toward Raja. When she arrived she scanned him. Fear entered her eyes. "Oh god..." She said scared

Raja smiled at her. "I'm okay." he whispered. He obviously wasn't. He was pale, sweating out a fever, and exhausted. "I'm Raja." He offers her a blood-soaked hand, too exhausted to know how gruesome it looked.

 

[Phasma]

"I'm Anya, nice to meet you Raja." She said softly taking hold of the hand, caring more about him than the blood on his hand. "Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable?" Anya asked concerned for Raja's health.

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Raja smiled slightly and squeezed his eyes shut. "unless you have... morphine... My leg is killing me..." Raja whispered, opening one eye to look at her. She was attractive, with pretty blue eyes and pale skin. If he weren't in as much pain as he was, he would have flirted with her. "Are you injured at all?"

 

[Phasma]

[QUOTE="Quiet Is Violent]Raja smiled slightly and squeezed his eyes shut. "unless you have... morphine... My leg is killing me..." Raja whispered, opening one eye to look at her. She was attractive, with pretty blue eyes and pale skin. If he weren't in as much pain as he was, he would have flirted with her. "Are you injured at all?"

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"Oh no, I just have this cut on my shoulder. I'm fine. I have pain killers in my pocket... Not prescribed though." She admitted shyly, but wanting to help. She took a bottle out. "I don't know how much to give you though."

 

[Themoosemaster]

He continued walking, Wally on his shoulder and a his hand in his pockets. He had been walking for a while when he suddenly heard voices. He stopped and ran off the beach into the forest to cut through. He stopped at the forests perimeter. He noticed Three people on the beach (@Phasma, @Quiet Is Violent, @Kencen,) He looked toward wally "What do you think, friendly?"


Wally gave a little chirp. "Yea me too."


He emerged from the brush into the wide beach. "Ho there!" He exclaimed, approaching them. "You look like you were in a plane crash!" He chuckled at his dark joke.

 

[SentinelSevn]

(TAKE THEM ALL


Ignore my side commentary. I'm not in enough groups to keep me entertained, so I'll watch this blossom from the sidelines. Be wary though, RPN rules *cough* PG *cough*. Another group I was in got locked by staff cause a team decided to break multiple rules.)

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

"Oh no, I just have this cut on my shoulder. I'm fine. I have pain killers in my pocket... Not prescribed though." She admitted shyly, but wanting to help. She took a bottle out. "I don't know how much to give you though."

"all of them" Raja laughed, dizzied with pain. "No, but really. You should take care of your shoulder. It'd be bad to let it get infected." Then a man emerged from the woods. Raja looked towards him and smiled. "Nope, we just crawled out of the ocean and found this mess." Raja said sarcastically.

 

[Themoosemaster]

Barney chuckled at his joke and walked over next to him. Wally jumped off Barneys shoulder and landed on Rajas head. "Right, well seems I found the rest of the ship, heh, Maybe a bird got caught in its rotors. Big bird." Barney began walking along the planes wreckage, leaving Wally with them for a moment. He jumped inside an opening and began filling his bag with chair cloth, glass, practically anything he could find.

 

[Quiet Is Violent]

Raja watched Barney for a minute before closing his eyes. "Why didn't I die?" He asked no one in particular.