The Crash (openish)

[justabrick]

Bill Greene
34 years old, President of Greene Industries, Inc.
5 ft. 9, Brown hair and light brown eyes
likes to keep well-groomed and fit

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Bill was sure he would die. The 747 from Australia to LA plunged through the air without explaination from the captain, half flying and half falling, like a sick bird, Bill thought of his family, and, saying his last prayers, wished them luck without him. Screams and cries immediately filled the air. The clouds parted, and there was only water to be seen. Bracing, Bill heard the plane's wings snap as they hit the rock-hard South Pacific.

The next thing he knew, his head hit the seat in front of him, and he was out cold. He regained conciousness for a brief second, sensing only the tastes of salt water and blood. The next thing he knew, Bill was on the warm sand of a land unknown to him, his body aching. Though his vision was blurry, he recognized the woman attending to his wounds as a stewardess, from the color of her blouse. One or two other passengers looked on with concern. Turning his head and blinking, Bill's vision cleared. What he saw amazed him. There appeared before him hundreds of survivors, stretched for miles along the beach, and dotting the ocean in their bright yellow lifeboats, the only sign of the plane to be found. A thousand questions filled Bill's head, but before he could voice his concern, he was overcome with dizziness, and could do little more than lay back.

 

[justabrick]

OOC: an note about this thread- the roles don't neccesarily all have to cross right away... the idea in creating hundreds of survivors is not for them all to get into some kind of massive orgy, but to build up some kind of society on this unknown island...

 

[Mayu]

The Crash

Rose Lee
22
Deep Green Eyes, Beautiful Body, Deep Brown Curly Hair.

She was on a special holiday, it was her 22nd birthday and she wanted to travel around the world but decided to go home a lot early then anyone expected her. When she boarded the 747 she had no idea what was going to happen. She walked down to the plane, got seated and relaxed, but as she fell asleep she had a bad feeling. When her head pulled back she woke up, afraid something was to happen, she saw a rather handsome looking man that was in the next seat over and smiled some. Soon she felt a strange amount of turbulence and soon there was some information being heard.

"Everyone This Is Your Captain Speaking, We Are Having Engine Trouble, Stay Seated" Soon her eyes went wide as she heard screaming from the cock pit and she knew this wasn't good, she wanted to get up but she saw the studious walking but with the powerful jolt up caused her to hit her head against the ceiling and her lifeless body lay there, she cried she looked at her cell phone she wanted to call home but she had no service. She closed her eyes feeling and hearing people screaming, the plane was breaking apart, she was so scared she passed out. She was out cold, a tiny cut on her forehead, in eye shot of Bill.

 

[justabrick]

As Bill's head cleared, he recognized the girl next to the stewardess. It was the girl he had sat next to (and found rather attractive) on the plane. In a time like this, his attraction to her turned to loving concern. She had tears in her eyes, and Bill did his best, although still on his back, to reach out a hand to hers, and reassure her that things would turn out alright. He had a harder time convincing himself of this idea.

 

[Mayu]

She opened her eyes looking at him and took his hand in hers when she realized what all that happened she looked at him, she slowly sat up not to sure where in gods name they were, she wondered who else lived?.

 

[justabrick]

Bill sat up, carefully, as Rose stood. She was even more beautiful than when he had seen her on the plane, despite her cuts and bruises. He admired her as she surveyed the beach in horror. Getting up, with a slight limp, he made his way to her side. "You alright?" he finally spoke.

 

[Mayu]

Rose watched him and noticed the limp, she nodded "Yes considering, you don't look so good, let me look at your hurt leg I'm a doctor" She said kindly, looking into his eyes "Man he is gorgeous" She thought to herself as she shook the thought from her head.

 

[justabrick]

Woops, double-post...

 

[justabrick]

Bill let Rose examine his leg. He didn't believe her claim that she was a doctor, at her young age, but at a time like this, it didn't really matter. He winced slightly, trying to hide the pain, as she touched his skin. The stewardess came with bandages, which they applied to his leg, making walking much easier. Gingerly, he continued with Rose down the beach, to try to be of some help to others.

 

[Mayu]

She smiled as she noticed it wasn't broken "Its strained but you will be ok" She walked beside him. "I can tell you don't believe me that I'm a doctor" She reached into her pocket and showed him her M.D Badge and smirked. "Trust me if I wasn't legit I wouldn't be touching your leg..."

 

[justabrick]

Bill couldn't believe his eyes. Not only was he in the presence of a woman who had finished her MD at a time when most people are finishing their undergraduate degree, but she could tell his thoughts as well... thoroughly confused, Bill continued on his way...

 

[Mayu]

Rose looked down as they walked "I'm a good judge of character, sometimes I wish I was a mind reader but I'm glad I'm not" She knew what he was thinking only because of the look he gave her when she was looking over his leg, she looked at him. "I'm Rose by the way" she said kindly.

 

[justabrick]

Bill shook Rose's hand, introducing himself. For the first time since the accident, he felt some sense of happiness, to meet such a kind person in such a situation as they were in.

Bill tried his best to ignore the rips in her clothing, revealing skin here and there. She was certainly an attractive young woman, and not too far from his age, but thoughts like the ones which were entering his mind were not suitable for times like this. Still, it was hard to ignore the obvious beauty of her wild, green eyes and curled hair, which although covered with sea salt and sand, managed to retain its beauty.

 

[Mayu]

Rose smiled, she was very happy to meet him, considering what was going on she was still rather happy, she closed her eyes for a moment, thinking. Thats all anyone could do in this situation. Worrying about every little thing wasn't healthy and she didn't want to jinx herself. She got a chill and sighed "We should try and find sheather"

 

[justabrick]

Bill put an arm around Rose's shoulder when she mentioned how cold it was getting, only then realizing she might not want this kind of contact from a stranger. She leaned into him, however, and Bill was relieved that she hadn't taken it badly. Looking out for an opportunity for shelter, Bill saw palm fronds, and thought about making some kind of hut. This would take more time than they had, however- perhaps later. For now, he and Rose found a nook in the beach cliff, safe from the wind, and rain which was just beginning to sprinkle down.

 

[Mayu]

Rose was cold, lucky for them they were where they were, she managed to get a fire going out of the elements and she sighed some, she smiled looking at him kindly, she was comfortable around him, even with the situation she wasn't afraid of this man, strangers never bothered her.

 

[justabrick]

Bill was happy to see that Rose was more comfortable with their situation. He wasn't so sure of the whole thing, but it gave him confidence to look at her, and to be with her. Outside, people scrambled to find shelter in the now-pouring rain, and Bill would welcome anyone who wanted to share their nook, but for now they were alone. A pang of doubt hit Bill, and he decided the best thing would be to get it off his mind. "So," he chatted with Rose, "tell me about yourself. How'd you get to be a doctor at such a young age. How old are you, anyway? ... if I may ask..."

 

[Mayu]

She watched people going back and forth and when she heard the questions she looked at him with a kind smile on his face. "I was always the brainy kid in school, i graduated high school at the young age of 15, I was the youngest to graduated in New York City, I went to college when I was 16 and did very well, and here I am a doctor" She looked into his eyes. "I'm 22 , my birthday is tomorrow, some birthday this will be" She fed the fire with more wood. "In school I always chased the older guys, thats why I never had a boyfriend because no one wanted to be with someone thats as young as I was, but ive always loved the older men.."

 

[justabrick]

Bill was deeply saddened to hear that Rose would spend her birthday this way. His heart raced when he heard Rose mention men. He didn't want to be over-zealous, but his desire was too much for him to bear. Surely, a kiss would do no harm. Softly, he leaned over and kissed Rose on the cheek, placing a hand gently on her knee for balance, as well as to feel her soft skin. "Happy birthday," he smiled.

 

[Mayu]

She enjoyed talking to him, she smiled kindly at him but was surprised with the kiss, when he felt his lips upon her skin her face went red. "Your sweet" She looked into his eyes. She didn't shove his hand off or slap him for the kiss, she just smiled at him, she yawned a bit and laid her head on his shoulder.

 

[jone_z_jones]

It felt like he had just set foot in Australia yesterday, but now Matt was boarding the flight to return to the states. Matt Shin was his name; he was a twenty-two year old college student who decided to take a vacation for the summer before the fall semester began. After checking through with the desk, Matt boarded the plane along with the other passengers of his section. Although he traveled alone, Matt had recognized some familiar faces belonging to the passengers that had been on the same flight as he to Australia.

Exchanging nothing more than friendly smiles and nods of acknowledgement with those familiar faces, he proceeded to his designated seat in the economy-class section of the plane. Luckily, he had an aisle seat that belonged to the row and column of seats that was situated in the middle of the plane; the idea was that he did not have to go through the hassle of stepping over other passengers in the event that he needed to use the latrine.

Matt withdrew his MP3 player with headphones from his carry-on bag before placing the bag beneath his seat. He sat contently at his seat while the rest of the passengers boarded the plane, glancing around, before snapping the seatbelt together around his waist. After exchanging pleasantries with a couple of passengers that sat by him, and some time had passed, the plane had finished boarding passengers and completed the preparations for take off.

The plane started to make its way toward the runway, while the stewardess demonstrated the protocol of those colorful pamphlets that contained instructions of what to do in the event of an emergency. Although the stewardess herself was delightfully attractive and spoke with an intriguing voice, Matt paid little heed to her demonstration as he found the familiar face of a female passenger who sat in the same row as he. He had recognized her from a bar that he had gone to in Sydney. As she noticed his stare, he quickly shied away, turning his head back to watching the stewardess as if he had been paying attention to her the whole time.

The engines of the plane began to roar as it powered up for take off. Within a couple of minutes, the plane sped down the runway and was airborne. It has always fascinated him how such an enormous vehicle was able to lift and fly in the air with such ease. Paying no more necessary attention to the slight thought, he sat patiently at his seat, as the plane directed itself to the intended path. The droning of the engines diminished, as the cabin pressure stabilized and Matt's ear was no longer popping. The voice of the stewardess came over the intercom to permit the use of electronics.

Matt happily set his ear phones and started to listen to his music on his MP3 player. He turned his attention to the screen as it displayed various advertisements and commercials. A commercial came on which brought a happy feeling inside of him when it showed the tranquil and serene oceans that surrounded a beautiful island. That was the last thought before he fell asleep. So far, everything was going well.

He was abruptly awoken by a sudden, jerking motion of the cabin. His eyes opened slowly while the music of his MP3 player continued to play. Perhaps the plane had hit a patch of turbulence. Nothing that Matt thought he should worry too much about. Then it came again, but this time it was more violent, as some of the luggage from the overhead compartments broke through the secured door and littered themselves onto the floor and passengers below it. At this time, Matt took off his ear phones. This wasn't a joke no more.

A concerned voice emerged from the intercom. "Attention everyone, this is the captain speaking. Currently, we're having problems with one of our engines. There shouldn't be anything to worry about as we try to resolve this. Please stay seated, and we thank you for your patience and understanding." Matt sat up in his seat, and instinctively tightened the seatbelt around his waist. He heard the engines powering up; the noise soon escalated to a deafening roar inside the cabin. As he was about to cover his ears with his hands, the noise had ceased; instead it had been replaced by an eerie silence. The engines had completely shut off.

"Oh shit," Matt exclaimed to himself. That was the last thing he said, before everything after that happened instantaneously, becoming a blur. The plane had taken a free-fall, downward plunge. Bodies were tossed around the cabin as if they were rag dolls, which were then ensued by screaming and panic. The emergence of the oxygen masks did not help to aid the chaos. Matt reluctantly looked to his left, to find that the passengers there had been tossed from their seats and was probably flung to the back of the cabin. His eyes wandered involuntarily to the window, where the sky and clouds whirled in and out of view, causing Matt to become nauseous.

Matt braced himself in his own seat. From the corner of his eye, he caught view of a pillow amongst other things that were lying around his feet. He strained with one of his hands to secure the pillow. Just as he secured the pillow, a tremendous jolt displaced everything in the plane. The sounds of crackling, shattering, and muffled screams were all he heard before he was sent flying through the cabin. Matt was sent crashing into the medium in which the screen had been set, where his pillow prevented him from suffering severe trauma to his head. He felt bodies amongst other things piled on him and around him. Everything became silent, less the sound of water as it rushed into the cabin and the creaking of the plane as it bobbed gently, threatening to break apart at any moment. Of course, they had crashed in the Pacific.

Gathering all his senses together, Matt struggled out of his daze and physical pain to get onto his two feet. As he did, he noticed a few passengers like himself already making their way to the emergency exits. The plane began to tilt as one of its wings snapped off from the initial impact. He needed to get out of the plane if he wanted to live. A man, probably in his mid-thirties, found and deployed a life-raft onto the ocean from the emergency exit. He kindly waited for those conscious passengers to board. Matt looked around, and to his surprise a majority of the passengers had survived the crash. As he was about to exit the cabin, he noticed a child curled up at the seat; she was sobbing and in tremendous shock. Deciding to take matters into his own hands, he picked up the child in his arms and entered the life raft.

Others began to emerge from the wreck in other life rafts. As they floated in the sea while the plane began to submerge and sink into the ocean, some unfortunate survivors were forced to swim in the ocean. Matt and another gentleman helped one of these survivors onto their life raft; the survivor was a woman, probably in her early-forties, and she was swimming frantically without direction. Heaving her onto the life-raft, Matt, the child that he saved, and ten other passengers floated away from the sinking aircraft. Several bodies were seen floating from the sinking mass, and it had sent a chill through Matt's body.

The rafts were equipped with paddles, and soon the survivors gathered together with all the rafts floating and traveling in unison. For the whole time, everyone was quiet less the faint crying amongst the survivors. No one had said a word, until a voice emerged from the crowd of survivors. "I think I see an island," the voice of an ambiguous survivor had said. Everyone looked around, and it soon became visible. They had been floating at sea for approximately an two hours. The island itself looked distant, but it was better than floating on the sea. With all their remaining strength the survivors on their rafts traveled towards the island.

After a few hours of paddling, they reached the shores of the island. Many were anxious to set foot on land, while others were still coping with the disaster. Matt took the child in his arms, and proceeded inland. Not straying far from the other survivors, he sat down on some dry palm leaves, under a towering tree. The child was asleep. That was perhaps a good thing he thought. As he cradled the child in his arms, the feeling finally set in. Tears emerged from the corner of his eyes as he coped with the emotions silently. The tears ran down his cheeks as he stared into the vast ocean, but a smile appeared before his face. At least he is not alone he thought to himself. He gathered his thoughts, and decided to find a female who would take care of the child, for he was inexperienced.

Matt got up with the child in his arms, and wandered through the survivors that gathered on the beach, hoping to recognize someone or at least find someone to take care of the child.

 

[jone_z_jones]

As more life rafts continued to beach on the shores, it brought more survivors to the island. Not before long, hundreds of survivors stretch across the beach that ran a couple of miles along of what looked to be a large island. The terrain on the island seems hospitable; the forest of tropical trees stretched inland for quite a bit before Matt's view became obscured by the dense vegetation. Although Matt wasn't much of an outdoor person, he was fairly practical and knew that the forest would be able to provide temporary shelter for any storms to come.

Suddenly, the child began to stir in his arms and she was no longer asleep. He smiled as she opened her eyes for the first time since she had been on the island. He let her down on her feet. Holding her hand, the two walked across the beach where many survivors still laid and gathered. Still, those who gathered on the beach seem to keep to themselves, and many began to search the beach for their friends, partners or family that may have survived.

"Anna?" a female voice shouted amongst the survivors. Unable to discern the direction of where the voice came from, Matt looked around searching for the origin of this voice. It was the first voice that Matt had heard since he had arrived at the island, and it very much pleased him. "Anna!" the female voice shouted again, but with more exclamation this time. The female of whom the voice belonged to rose to her feet and began to run towards Matt.

She looked young; perhaps too young to be a mother. Throwing her arms around the child, she hugged the little girl, as tears came rolling down her face. "I miss you mommy", the child whispered for the first time since Matt had saved her. The mother, who was still sobbing, rose to her feet, picking up her daughter in her arms with her. Matt let out a smile at the thought that even through this unprecedented, horrific event that some good can still be achieved. The mother began to walk away with her child, not before turning her head around to look Matt gratefully in his eyes. "Thank you so much," she said before turning back around and continued to walk down the stretch of beach.

A slight breeze came over Matt and the survivors, as rain started to drizzle onto them. Matt looked up at the cloudy skies as the rain began to soak his body. The drizzling of rain seems to soothe his senses. His tongue emerged from his lips to soak the moisture of the rain around his mouth. It felt good. After enjoying the rain for some time, Matt saw a discarded life raft on the beach and picked it up. Running several feet into the forest, Matt found a dry spot where he propped up the inflate raft at a slant with some of the large pieces of drift wood to provide temporary shelter from the rain. He took notice of several dead coconuts lying at the base of a tree and went over to grab them. Knocking at the exterior of the coconut shell with his knuckle, he found the hollowest one and began to smash it on the trunk of a tree in attempt to break it apart.

The coconut shell gave way easier than he thought, as the shell broke into two uneven parts. As Matt assumed, the coconuts were dead and there were no juices or any consumable substance in them; the coconuts shell was completely hollow. Taking the bigger half of the coconut shell, he flipped it so it became a bowl to collect the rain water. Seeking shelter underneath the inflate raft, he propped himself up with his knees drawn close to his body while he wrapped his arms around them. He listened to the rain as it trickled from the forest canopy onto the raft, watching the rain water accumulate slowly in his coconut bowl.

Some of the survivors still sat at the beach, while others like him retreated to the forest for the shelter. From where he was, Matt could see the expanse of beach and ocean that had greeted his arrival. Alone he sat, Matt was now thinking about that girl on the plane that he recognized from the bar. Did she survive? Thoughts ran through his head, as he sat alone, longing to seek the company of another under his crudely constructed shelter.

 

[molly_hunter28]

Alexandra Stevens aka Alex

Alexandra was on her way back LA efter a vacation/job interview in Australia. She thought it had gone well. A change of location would do her good right now.

Sitting on the plane she had heard the normal, this your captain blah, blah, blah... Alex sat back and began to relax. Thinking about all the things she needed to get in order to move so far away.

SHe hadn't realized they took off, so deep in her thoughts. At least untill she felt the plane plunge, the captain telling the passangers not to worry. It all happened so fast. The next thing she knew they hit, her head bouncing around. Alex hit it on the window, it started to bleed. SHe was one of the lucky ones as she looked around.

People were hurt, most worse then the others. People stood on the beach as if looking for something, others went towards the forest seeking shelter. Alex just stood up staring in disbelief.

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Alexandra Stevens, aka Alex
25 yrs
5ft 6
125
Blonde hair, shoulder length straight
Green Eyes

Went to Australia for a job interview and vacation.

 

[sexy_curves]

Anna was returning home from visiting some relatives in australia. she boarded her flight, and found she had a window seat. she made her way to her row, and sat down next to an guy she recognized from her flight to australia who couldn't have been much older than she was.
she put her bag under her seat and took out her iPod and a a few magazines she had purchased at the airport.

once into the flight, she put her headphones on, and turned her music on. and fell asleep. she woke to heavy turbulence and an announcement from the cockpit, something about engine trouble.

she turned off her music, looking around the plane. that's the last thing she remembers before hitting her head against the seat infront of her.
when she came too, everyone was getting off of the plane, entering lifeboats. she followed the guy sitting next to her out of the plane. she paused as he picked up a small child before entering the boat wih him and the shild.

a while into the boat ride, she offered to hold the little girl for him.


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anna collins
21
5'7
long strait blonde hair
blue eyes
34c
130 lbs
toned from being athletic all her life
college student

 

[justabrick]

She enjoyed talking to him, she smiled kindly at him but was surprised with the kiss, when he felt his lips upon her skin her face went red. "Your sweet" She looked into his eyes. She didn't shove his hand off or slap him for the kiss, she just smiled at him, she yawned a bit and laid her head on his shoulder.

Bill was relieved Rose had taken the kiss well. He was worried when she blushed that he had gone too far, but her words reassured him that he hadn't. As she placed her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes, Bill put a comforting arm around her waist, kissing her again softly, on the forehead.