Lost

[The Jeffinator]

Flight 222 was on course to Honolulu, Hawaii from San Francisco. Everything was going as it should, when suddenly a storm brewed up out of nowhere, and the plane lost all communication and navigation capabilities. Then the engines went out, and the plane entered a nose dive, rocketing towards the waters below.

Suddenly, there was a bright light and then total darkness. The passengers awoke to find themselves washed upon the shore of an unknown island, the wreckage of the crashed plane floating in the waters behind them. They had survived the plane crash, somehow.

This is their story.

The idea of this game to tell the tale of how the survivors deal with their situation and what romantic desires and erotic escapades develop between them. All types of characters are welcome, as long as they are of our natural world (no elves, vampires, demons, witches, wizards, or anything like that, unless it is realisticly done, as with my Pagan/Wiccan religion or like that of other more spiritual beliefs).

All types of sexual relationships are accepted, so long as they abide by the rules set forth by the Literotica Moderators.

Before you post any In-character actions, please post a short but detailed bio of the personality you are portraying.

Once we have a few people who are ready to play, we will start with Day 1, which will begin as the characters arrive at the airport in San Franscisco.

 

[Masume]

Chantelle Church

Name: Chantelle Church
Age: 22
Description: Chantelle stands at about 5 foot 7 inches, her long shapely legs increase this woman’s allure and her delicious, bubble butt always demands the attention of men and women alike. Thick midnight black hair hangs around and frames the lovely heart shaped face of Chantelle, she rarely cuts it so it falls down just below her breastbone. It's naturally wavy and that's just the way she likes it. Her eyes are a bright hazel, a big contrast to the dark silk of her hair. Her skin is an almond brown and silky smooth. She takes great pride in her body keeping physically fit by dancing. She has what her mother would call a "sass mouth" thick lips that beg to be kissed. True to her trademark, she is extra, extra sassy when she wants to be.

Unless in use of alterior motives, she keeps to shorts and pants. Feeling skirts and dresses are only necessary when in formal company. She does not steer away from the sexual praise a form fitting skirts that barely covers her rump. She only prefers to keep admirers wanting more. She more than makes up for the lack of ass cleavage with blouses that just barely cover her voluptuous breasts. Not overly huge, the perky mounds have stayed at a perfect 36C from the time she was a freshman in high school.

Personality: She is sarcastic and humorous most of the time, which is often a cover for her true disturbed feelings. She's possibly too honest and will say exactly what she thinks, which more often than not gets her into trouble. She avoids tragic events or anything that will depress her. She tens to keep her eyes closed on others problems only caring for herself. Her humor is usually not taken well by those who can’t take a joke. She enjoys mocking and insulting others as it covers up her own wounds. She's a complicated woman driven by self-indulgence.

 

[The Jeffinator]

Nice bio. However, you could also add in where she is from, why she is going to Hawaii, a little about her past, ect.

 

[Masume]

Bio: One of San Francisco’s most prestigious photographers, Chantelle has done and seen it all. Celebrity’s flock to have their photo’s taken by the abstract and creatively sound female. Her passion was taking photo’s capturing moments in time to be re-lived and remembered. Capturing rising starts before the rapid waves of fame took their claim.

Moving her studio to Hawaii was the next step for Chantelle. She wanted to expand her horizons and had always dreamed of living in Honolulu. Sure, she wouldn’t get as many stars as she would in San Francisco. But she didn’t care. The landscape and locals alone were what attracted her. She had made enough money to last her a lifetime and as Hawaii gained even more popularity and the population grew, she was sure fans of hers would make the trip in order to use her services. A few had already made her promise to keep in contact for when they took vacations or finally tied the knot (for as many hours and days as they wished to be locked in marriage) She was excited and ready to start fresh.

Chantelle’s life before the camera was non-existent. A loner in school, she never had any real relationships besides the one she shared with her late mother. They were as close as best friends and losing her was a big blow. When it came to men and the occasional female. Sex came and went. She loved it, as much as the next person but with no real connection she was never sure if ‘love’ existed. In her line of work, love was a way of tabloid fame, not an emotion. Including her past with sketchy little flings, her outlook on all things love were quite jaded.

Better? Sorry I hadn't added anything before!

 

[The Jeffinator]

*bump*

 

[sexual tyrannosaurus]

Jake Renault, 24
5'4" 140 #'s
good looking but shy

(I can't wait to goto Hawaii, wow, my first vacation on my own) thinking back, dam, all that work the last few years after school and this is my first real vacation. I don't even no what I am going to do. Except get my white body burnt but hopefully not to bad with 4 different sun lotions on hand. Maybe get lucky with a lady would be nice, heck, even just making out all week would be fine with me. A feeling of relief coming over me, finally a chance to have fun. No 80+ hours a week of work, jeez, I not sure if I really no what I am going to do........

 

[PredatorX]

Michael Hayden

Name: Michael Hayden
Age: 31
Description: Michael stands at 6 foot, 1 inch tall. His body are well built and fit after many years of training. As an SAS, (Special Air Service) he always takes the opportunity to keep his body and mind in shape. He are more slender than muscular as he thinks that flexibility are more important than bulky muscles. He have short dark brown hair, and he have blue eyes shading slightly towards grey. As he are of duty he are dressed in black jeans and a black t-shirt. Over his t.shirt he have an brown old air-force jacket. His face is more interresting than handsome. He are not bad looking but have no time to concern himself about his own appearance.

Personality: He are very calm in most situations he find himself in. Very loyal to those he consider worthy of it and can be very arrogant towards those he sees as fools. Very cautious when that is required of him, not willing to risk anyone under his command if it is not necessary. More willing to do the task himself instead of risking another. After his divorce 3 years ago he keeps his love life at a minimum. Knowing that not many succeeds to keep a marriage and a carreer in SAS together. Most of his soldier buddies are either single or divorced.

Bio: Started his career in the regular army as an 18 year old kid from Norwich. Exceeded so well in his physical and mental training that he was transfered to Heresford to go through SAS training. At 23 he was an private in the Special Air Service. The year after he married his high school sweetheart Sarah. Dreaming of children together they had a few happy years together. But eventually when Michael was 28 and Sarah 27 they got divorced. The strain of Michaels career taking him away so often drew him and Sarah away from eachother. Right after the divorce Michael reached the rank of Sergeant in the regiment. A rank he still holds. Since the regiment have been involved in some major conflicts, including Iraq and Afghanistan. Michael are a combat veteran and won´t hesitate being violent if it is what it takes to survive. The last year he have had the role as body guard instructor and he and his friend and SAS Corporal Jason Flemming are on their way to Honolulu to instruct the local police to be better at personal protection of VIP´s.

 

[The Jeffinator]

Looking good. I'll post a character or two for this game tomorrow.

 

[plaxo71]

name Lin Cheung

age 26

Bio and Personality Lin is a was born in China and has dual citizenship in both America and China. She was in San Fransico working as a nurse in a hospital until she could afford to finish medical school and get her doctorate in medicine. She is on the plane to Hawaii to attend a medical seminar that the hospital was paying for.

Lin is very quiet and shy, although she speaks english just fine. While not necessarily prude, she tends to wear shapless dresses that come to her knees and is shy around men. This is perhaps due to her traditional upbringing in China.

As for looks, Lin is pretty short at 5'4'', weighing 110lbs. She is a petite asian, with a B cup and a small butt.

 

[jadore jouer]

Name: Brynne Selton
Age: 19
History: Brynne Selton is the secretary to a prestegious lawyer, John Flynt, in the San Francisco area, and is also going to nightschool to get her own degree in law. Her boss was flown to Hawaii to defend Jorgan Hostleman, the rediculously wealthy owner of a new computer network, who is being put on trial for the murder of his boyfriend. Mr. Flynt's luggage, however was lost, and with it, a huge number of files and documents that he needed in order to work the case. Unable to trust the postal service, Flynt instructed Brynne to grab the copies of the files and to fly them, along with herself to Hawaii. It seems, however, he will not be getting them any time soon.

Description: Brynne has platinum hair (dyed, naturally dirty blonde), green eyes, 5'3" and fit body from thirteen years of dance. Her casual wardrobe consists of fitted tanks, gaucho kapris pants, and flip-flops; business, on the other hand involves slimming suits and pointed shoes. While Brynne is usually quite energetic and outgoing, she knows when to buckle down and get her work done. She is completed devoted to the law and to the firm, and therefore it is no doubt that her first and possibly own concern once she and others are safe on the island is what Mr. Flynt is going to do without her files.

[I'm terrible at these who description/history things. I promise I am a much, much better RPer than I am probably coming off as. That wasn't meant to sound cocky either. eurgh.]

 

[poohlive]

Sally Finnigan

19

Small and petite. She has light skin filled with freckles and dark curly red hair.

Sally is one of the top scientists inside oncology and genetical disengineering. She has been putting the last figures together for a convention in Hawaii. At the moment she's only supposed to be down there for a week, and then back to her research in San Francisco.

 

[The Jeffinator]

Wow. We have some good characters. I am currently finishing up mine now. Will post it shortly. Then tomorrow we'll start playing. I want to give people one more day to make characters.

 

[The Jeffinator]

Sorry, something came up. I'll post my character tomorrow.

 

[The Jeffinator]

Description

Name: Jin Kazuma
Age: 29
Occupation: Lieutenant, US Navy SEALs

Appearance: Jin stands a little over six feet tall, which is rare in his family due to their Japanese descent, however he maintains the short black hair and hazel eyes his grandfather had when he came to America from Japan in 1956 with his wife and baby son (Jin’s father).

Although of Japanese descent, Jin is half-Caucasian, his mother’s family being of Scottish descendants who came to America seven generations ago.


Background

Jin was born in Jacksonville, Florida, where his father worked at the Naval Base; he was a young Seaman at the time, stationed at the Base as a security guard. He was fortunate enough to be able to see the birth of his son, however a few weeks later he was sent on a six month tour of duty aboard the USS Infinity.

Throughout Jin’s childhood, he lived in a variety of homes all up and down the east coast, due to his father’s rotational transfer of duty location. However, the moving stopped in Norfolk, Virginia, when Jin was seventeen, for his father -- a Chief Petty Officer and head of Security aboard the USS Tempest -- was shot and killed by a fellow sailor that had gone mad.

A year later, upon graduating his high school with a perfect 4.0 GPA, Jin decided to follow in his father’s footsteps and joined the Navy. His mother cried as he got on the train headed for the Recruit Training Command base in Great Lakes, Illinois, but she was at the same time proud of him.

Upon graduation of recruit training, Jin was suddenly fascinated with the idea of becoming an Officer, and thus applied at Annapolis Naval Academy in Maryland. He was accepted, and four years later graduated with the rank of Ensign.

After serving for one year as a Special Operations Officer, Jin decided to become a Navy SEAL, and after six months of advanced training, was assigned to a team. His martial arts skills (Karate and Judo) came in handy during his dangerous missions, and he was soon promoted to Lieutenant, Junior Grade.

After another three years of life-threatening missions, Jin was promoted to a full Lieutenant, and a year after that was made Commanding Officer of a small four-man team, which consisted of himself, an Ensign, and two Petty Officers.

Many missions later, Jin received a special request from an Admiral in Hawaii: he was being summoned to Pearl Harbor to be assigned to a ten-man team that would be sent to Cambodia to investigate possible terrorist activity. He was to take a plane from San Francisco to Honolulu, and a driver would be awaiting his arrival to take him to Pearl Harbor.

So now Jin sits at the San Francisco airport, killing the time until flight 222 arrives by playing SOCOM II on his laptop.

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Okay, that is my character. I will make a few other characters, thought they won’t be very detailed as they are only to bump up the number of passengers aboard the plane, and they won’t be referenced to until they board the plane.

First we will get the chance to detail our characters better through interaction at the airport. They can meet in restaurants, shops, arcades, or even the bathroom, lol. Plus that gives people more time to create a character before the plane is boarded.

You may make posts related to your characters actions in the airport as of right now. This will last throughout tonight, Thursday, and Friday. Then on Saturday we will have the plane leave the airport.

Thus, here is my first IC post:

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Day 1​

Jin sat in his seat, killing the time by playing SOCOM II on his black Alienware laptop. He was awaiting his flight, and knew very well that he was an hour early, but as his father had always told him, better early than late. He had always held his father in high respect, as with his words of wisdom.

Every so often, he would look up at the people passing by, then back to his game. He loved video games, and playing military-style titles kept him in mind of his never-ending dedication to his country and to the Navy. Honor, Courage, and Commitment -- these were the codes he lived by, on duty and off.

He momentarily left his game to walk over to the hotdog stand just a few feet away, and returned to his seat with a foot-long and a Diet Pepsi. He wondered as he ate if he would meet anyone interesting during his trip.

 

[PredatorX]

Michael Hayden

Day 1 - The airport​

Michael Hayden and Jason Flemming arrived early at the airport. The rule of Jason´s life was, always be early and Michael just went along with that thought. As the two friends walked through the entrance, Michael changed grab on the big bag he had over his shoulder.

They halted at some seats and placed the bags on the floor. Jason left to chat up some female airport official and left Michael to his own company. As Michael was used of his friend abandoning him he just smiled and looked around. there was not much activity yet but that would soon change he knew. He nodded to an asian fellow just two seats away. The man seemed occupied with his laptop. Michael sat down on his seat and was ready for the wait for his flight.

 

[plaxo71]

DAY 1​

Lin had arrived at the airport early and checked a small suitcase into luggage. Traveling light, she only had that and a small purse that she kept around her shoulder all the time. Uncomfortable in the large disorganized crowd of the airport, she headed over to a nearby starbucks and bought a small cup of coffee. Looking at her watch she saw it was nearing the time to board the plane and she began to walk over to the terminal.

Sitting down a few seats away from some other men she saw there and kept to herself. Nursing her warm coffee, she sipped it while watching planes coming and going out on the runway.

 

[Masume]

DAY 1

“What do you mean it’s another few hours?! How long is a few?” For the past 20 minutes, this attendant or whatever the hell she was had been pushing Chantelle Church’s buttons. Why did flights have to be so damn difficult? You had to come in at least four hours early, wait around passing time until you were numb with boredom and then deal with these haughty workers. Before Chantelle resorted to violence and was escorted out of the building, she scooped p her bags and stormed off. A bunch of seats were aligned neatly in a couple of rows. She walked effortlessly with slim legs. Taking the closest one to her, she sat down. She placed her index fingers to her temples and rubbed gently.

She needed a drink.

She loved traveling but hated airports and planes for that matter. Something about it made her feel so hectic and insane. Unzipping her purse she pulled out her IPOD and plugged the tiny headphones into her ears. Turning the volume notch up she nodded her head to her favorite tune. Music was her getaway. All she needed now was her camera and few interesting subjects.

 

[The Jeffinator]

Jin noticed several other people takes seats near the gate for flight 222, including one woman who looked dangerously angry. He wondered what had happened and was going to go ask, but thought better of it and resumed his game.

 

[sexual tyrannosaurus]

Jake got to the airport early and just sat down to wait by the terminal till boarding. He did not bring anything with him to do, but that was ok he was a non-stop day dreamer. As he looked around he saw a lovely looking asian women. He had always been very attracted to asian women but never asked one out (not that he has asked that many girls or women in his life out) they just look even more intimidating to him (even though he knows alot of asian women are kind of submissive according to his friends (but that will not help him any).

He starts to dream about her. What she would look like naked, what she would kiss like, would she let him kiss her all over, how kinky could she be. In a matter of 5-10 minutes, Jake had undressed her and fucked her 3 times till Friday. Once in passion, once in love and once by force. Now he came back to reality looked over there as she saw him staring and he looked away and bushed.

Regaining his composure he sat back up and tried to hid his obvious bulge and looked over at her again. Shit she caught him again and he had to look away, she had beautiful eyes he thought. I would love to see her smile too he thought to himself (he was a male like most but he loved a womans eyes and smile the most) . He deside he would just not look over there again (and he has great willpower, how else could he go almost 3 years without sex since breaking up with his ex) and he would not have a problem.
So he just started to look around in the other direction trying to look natural , (which he thought was totally imposible to do for him) hopefully.

 

[jadore jouer]

wow...this is a lot longer than I intended it to be.

"Yes, Mr. Flynt. They’re in my briefcase."

...

"Yes, Mr. Flynt. It’s right here in my hand."

...

"John! I. Have. Them."

The blonde rolled her eyes. Sometimes she really wanted to give her boss a nice slap across the face, though that probably wouldn’t do wonders for her salary. Mr. John Flynt, though a beast in the courtroom, was by far the most anal person Brynne has ever come in contact with.

Ew. Gross. Get your mind out of the gutter.

The truth was that no, she had never had any sexual relations with her boss, and he had never made advances. Brynne had gotten her position as his secretary out of sheer talent and knowledge of the law; she had thus obtained his friendship through that position. That was why the documents were in her possession, in her briefcase. Not anyone else’s.

The thin heels of her pointed stilettos clicked across the floor, their sounds providing a steady and determined beat for the chorus of conversations and noise that filled the airport. Brynne kept a secure hold on her case as she maneuvered through a throng of tourists, all moving as slow as humanly possible with their cameras clicking away. Like they’d never seen an airport before. Unbelievable.

"Yes, Mr. Flynt, they’re still in my ha—UGH!"

A rather large and sweaty woman in a brightly colored shirt bundled past the thin secretary, a strap from her many bags catching on the wire of Brynne’s headpiece and yanking it from her ear. It hung swinging from her suit pocket; clearly vulnerable to further attacks from careless passers-by. She quickly wound the wire around her fist and brought the small microphone to her lips.

"Mr. Flynt? Mr. Flynt?!"

Shit. It must have unplugged from her cell. Stupid people. Obnoxious people.

"Unbelievable."

Briefcase and headpiece clutched tightly in hand, she ran to the nearest cluster of seats and sat down. The case went on the floor, clutched between her thin ankles, and the cell phone went to her lap. Brynne feverishly untangled the wire from around her slender fingers and plugged it back into her phone. She twisted the piece around her ear, then into it and pressed and held the number two on her phone. The sounds of a number being dialed reached her ear as the speed-dial kicked in.

Ring.
Ring.
Pause.
dooDooDOO! The number you have dialed is unavailable.

ARGH. DAMN YOU, AUTOMATED VOICE.

DAMN YOU, OBNOXIOUS TOURIST.

Cue: glance down at briefcase.

DAMN YOU, JORGAN HOSTLEMAN AND YOUR HIGH-PROFILE MURDER TRIAL.

It would be awesome if she could express these thoughts out loud. That, however, would cause a scene, and Brynne just wanted to get on the plane and get to Hawaii and deliver her documents to her boss. She chose an alternate route, and slid the briefcase beside her in the seat, resting her head stressfully upon a delicate fist.

 

[The Jeffinator]

*bump*

 

[PredatorX]

Michael Hayden

Day 1 - The airport​

Michael sat on the seat and watched Jasons flirt with the female airport official with amusement. Jason was 27 years old. Four years younger than Michael and he had never been married. Jason was not a one woman guy. Michael on the other hand had tried marriage once. It failed miserably and he have not had a serious relationship since. One night stands had taken care of his needs perfectly.

Michael was not overly excited by this duty to Honolulu he and Jason was assigned to. Two months of training the local police force how to protect vip´s. Bodyguarding was a special branch in SAS but Michael prefered to be in the special forces section. It was just this last year he had been assigned to protection duty. Even as interresting it was no incident had occurred during his year of duty and it was rather boring. No one really attacks Blair or any of the other politicians. But as SAS are known as one of the best bodyguard task forces in the world, with the best training he had to accept the fact that he was stuck doing it. SAS had no reason to still operate in Iraq and only rarely in Afghanistan.

His attention turns to an upset young woman who seems to be in a hurry with a briefcase in hand. Smiling to himself he thinks, typical american.

 

[The Jeffinator]

Jin looked up from his seat, and then saw an attendant approach the booth by their gate. She spoke over the intercom.

"We are sorry for the delay, but flight 222 is now ready to be boarded. Would all passengers with an A on their ticket line up single file, please."

Seeing he had an A, Jin packed his laptop and got in line. Once boarded, he found a seat, and soon they called for B and C tickets. He buckled his seat belt after placing his carryon up in the rack, and sat back. Within about twenty minutes, the plane began to move down the runway, and lifted off, soaring into the air like a bird.

 

[JubeCube]

Samantha Tomlinson

Description:

Name: Samantha "Tommy" Tomlinson

Age: 21

Occupation: Novelist

Appearance: Tommy has deep red hair, usually pulled back into twin pigtails, very pale skin, bleached from sitting infront of a computer screen writing her new book. She is very slim and not very athletic.


History:

At such a young age she already has three bestsellers. She travels all around the world looking for the next place to base a book, the exotic jungles and deserts.

She was born in australia and all through school was very tomboyish, never wearing a skirt or dress and today still refuses to.

She usually has a quiet and reserved manner. But also bringing an air of strength with her.

 

[JubeCube]

DAY 1

Tommy pulled her hood over her face, checking to make sure her sunnies were hiding her eyes. She loved travelling but she hated the people.

"Miss Tomlinson, can I get your autograph?"

"Miss Tomlinson, can you sign my belly?"

"Samantha, will you marry me?"

The list went on. She rolled her eyes behind her large glasses and slipped down in the seat. Of course she had been here early enough to get an A seat. She held her ticket, making sure her name and everything else was hidden from the public eye. She hated the fuss made over her.

Finally she heard the call for A passengers, she stood, joining the line, waiting for the hostess to check everyone's tickets. She handed over her ticket, smiling at the hostess whose eyes seemed to widen slightly as she saw Tommy's name then slipped through the doorway to board the plane.

She immediately headed towards the back of the plane and sat in one of the seats with only one other seat next to her. She saw other passengers, following her like they did with others, saying in their minds: "Do not sit next to me!". She hoped, unlike previously that the person that sat next to her would not stink like really bad B.O.

She gagged on the thought as the B passengers began to board the plane, her eyes scanning the people hoping that there was a nice guy to sit next to her.