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The moonlit sky is abundant with stars as you travel across the land. You've passed by trees, sand, rocks, mountains, deserts, and even volcanos. You have also seen beasts of unspeakable horrors and terror, some of which you were forced to fight and sometimes kill. You are tired, your only wish being that you can return home again. That is what has kept you going this entire time.

A few years ago, a great disaster called "Armageddon" took the world by surprise, killing thousands and stranding hundreds. Armageddon consisted of meteor showers, tsunamis, hurricanes, tornados, and the like. The few who survived were separated from family members, not knowing if they had survived or not.

You're ready to pass out. You're ready to give up, and let nature take its course on your body. Do you give up, or do you continue?

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This RP takes place on the fictional continent of Olmora. Though it was united at a time, Armageddon has separated it into four sections; a large center and three surrounding islands. The residents are all humans, and are more than likely separated from family members, friends, etc. Your goal is to survive, find out what Armageddon is, and reunite yourselves with those who you were close to.

Layout (a crude sketching of what the continent looks like): (http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa164/Lightning_Sword/Olmora.jpg)

Olmora: The continent on which the RP takes place.
Traceasa: The largest piece of land Olmora is made up of; it is in the middle.
Klik: The smallest of the three surrounding islands. It is located southeast of Traceasa.
Almeria: One of the three surrounding islands. It is located to the north of Traceasa.
Monoria: The largest of the three surrounding islands. It is located southwest of Traceasa.

Rules:

1 ) No Godmodding.

2 ) OOC conversations must be designated by OOC// or (()) while the RP is going on.

3 ) There is a maximum of two characters per person.

4 ) Shops and places to live in are few and far between, so keep this in mind.

5 ) A few boats have survived Armageddon, so you may use them to travel from island to island, or to Traceasa.

6 ) With this being a semi-lit RP, make sure you form complete sentences, spell correctly, and post in paragraph format.

7 ) Keep violence and romance to a PG-13 maximum. No need for excessive blood and gore here.

8 ) Don't try too hard to have the RP go your way. If it's flowing towards a certain objective, don't continuously try to have it revolve around your character.

9 ) You must have your character approved by me before you can start RPing.

10 ) Have fun!

Character Form:

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Appearance:
Weapon:
Biography:
Starting Point: (Traceasa, Klik, Monoria, Almeria)

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Name: Harver Rose
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Appearance: Long red hair, average height, blue eyes, caucasian. Usually wears jeans and a black T-shirt.
Weapon: Katana.
Biography: Harver grew up with his parents, who groomed him to become a scholar in every way imaginable. He grew up to be a gentleman with an evergrowing passion for knowledge. Right after he started his studies abroad, Armageddon struck, and he was stranded, no knowing if his parents were alive or not...
Starting Point: Monoria

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Characters:

Harver Rose, 19, currently in Traceasa (LightningSword)
Josh Elliot, 17, currently in Traceasa (Red)
Jasmine Taylor, 17, currently in Traceasa (Sh0rTi)
Shu J. Inco, 16, currently in Traceasa (Shujinco)
Gregg Casey, 35, currently in Traceasa (Byte)
Tav Xero, 14?, currently in Monoria (Marth Xero)
Lance Jackson, 18, currently in Traceasa (JNeedForSpeed2014)
David Alleyne, 18, currently in Traceasa (Triforce_Luigi)
Blank, Unknown, currently in Traceasa (Riddler_Rob)
Solon, 18, currently in Traceasa (Birdie of Aces)

The goings-on:

The First Day: Noon. Harver and Jas have found a young man with amnesia (Solon). Deciding to have him tag along, they are beginning to trek back to the ship with Solon in tow. Shu has just defeated a giant beast in the forest, showing a somewhat alter-ego within him. As more creatures begin to find the whereabouts of the surviving humans, what will happen to them?

Edit Post 1

Safety edit post. You may now post.

Hmmm... Seems fun. I might not be here the next couple of days, what with family and all, so I might not post that much for the next week. But after then, I should be fine.

Name: Josh Elliott.
Gender: Male.
Age: 17.
Appearance: Caucasian, black hair, on the taller side. Usually wears jeans and a tee-shirt.
Weapon: Sniper Rifle.
Biography: All of Josh's relative fought in wars, so he grew up learning the ins-and-outs of everything about military. Even though war didn't particularly interest him, he took a fond liking to his dad's M21. 
Starting Point: Almeria.

You've got my interest. ^^

Name: Jasmine "Jas" Taylor
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance: (http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b60/Keigoe/RP%20Stuff/AnotherJasi.png)
Weapon: Twin blades (two short katanas)
Biography: Jas has hardly any memory of life after the disaster. The last thing she remembers doing was quickly packing up her belongings after her martial arts class was through for the day, then quickly running off in attempt to find someone... but who? Before she could find the person, all sorts of explosions shook the area, and she ended up knocked unconscious. Finding nobody around upon awakening, she had no choice but to live by her motto: "I depend on me and only me." 
Starting Point: Traceasa (because nobody's picked that. xP)

Meh, I'll go for it.

Name: Shu J. Inco (LOL)
Gender: Male
Age:16
Appearance: Small cocasion kid. Semi- Tall. Wearing a torn up baseball jersy with jeans.
Weapon: Hand-gun
Biography: Seperated from his parents during Armageddon. Has been surviving whichever way he can ever since. (Short, I know.)
Starting Point: Traceasa

Shorti, Red, you're accepted.
Shujinco, spell caucasian correctly, and you're in.
Spam, be more specific with your weapon.

We'll start later today.

((Well, I'm waiting then, since I'm not the boss for once. xP))

((Let's begin, then.))

Harver stood on the coast of the island of Monoria. He let the waves gently wash over his boot covered feet. The pages of the book in his hands rustled slightly as a midnight wind gently washed over the shore. The young man's eyes were fixated on the larger island a few miles away. "Are you there, mother... father?" He asked seemingly to himself, unaware that no one was near him. He turned and saw a couple of boats a few hundred yards away. He began to walk in that direction, curious of the existence of them.

The boats were each about the size of a couple of two story houses combined, so they could fit quite a bit of people. He turned, and saw no one in sight. Deciding it would be best to leave the current island he was on (he had been traveling for days, and had not seen his parents), he shoved off and did his best to pilot the ship to Traceasa. Seeing as the current was taking him directly to the island, he had no need to steer, and sat down, opening up his book, entitled, "The Laws of Physics, and Other Rules to Live By". The book he held was his life, and what he grew up with.

((By the way, the currents in this story are much like the Whirl Channel from DMDTS, except, depending on where you depart from, they will either lead to Traceasa or the island nearest to you.))

Are sign-ups still open?

Name: Gregg Casey
Gender: Male
Age: 35
Appearance: He wears a torn red shirt and blue jeans. He has an odd, almost yellow face with dark brown hair. Armageddon left him with three fingers on either hand.
Weapon: Gregg Casey has a small automatic pistol from his younger days, and carries a walking stick around for stability and self-defense in close combat.
Biography: Mr. Casey does not remember much about his past. He knows he had a wife and two beautiful children before Armageddon, but he remembers close to nothing about his childhood.
Starting Point: Klik
Other notes: Mr. Casey doesn't, so to say, "look before he leaps".

((DMDTS... it inspires everything we do. xD))

"Hmmgh..." Brown eyes open as the moonlight shines down on the figure below it. Said figure, Jas, pulls herself to a sitting position, then stands, only to be faced with a harsh wind. She moves her arm in front of her face, and turns away from the gust, but her eyes water anyways. Single teardrops roll down her face, streaking through and clearing some of the ash and dirt that covered her cheeks. When it finally stops, she picks up her twin blades, and places them on her back. Yes, she was tired, but it wasn't best to stay in the cave she napped in. If a tide came in, she would drown because she definitely does not have the energy to swim. So she sets off, searching for higher ground.

((Indeed, it does. Byte, you're accepted.))

Harver set down his book, marking his place midway through Chapter 6, "The Laws of Gravity and Force", as he saw the mainland of Traceasa approach. He looked up, and judging by the position of the moon, there was still another good four hours until the sun would rise. He sighed, and began searching for a working "port" that he could dock at.

After about half an hour, Jas finds herself standing on top of a grassy hill, looking over the ocean. She sits down, and watches the moon reflected in the water, rippling because of the waves. Eventually, she pulls off her jacket, and lays down on it, using the article of clothing as a pillow. Her gaze is directed in the direction of the waters until her vision blurs, and fades to nothing.

Gregg wakes up on a sandy beach. It appears to be almost midday on this strange island. He's been walking around for days trying to find something, anything. He's assumed it's deserted, but he hasn't walked inland quite yet. He needs to conserve energy as much as possible.

"I need to get out of this place." Gregg says to himself. He looks out into the ocean. Nothing for miles. It seems endless. Could this be the only land left on Earth?
"I need a darned book..."

Suddenly, Gregg hears something off in the distance. He looks over. "Is that... Holy poop! A boat! Hey! HEEEEEEY! OVER HERE!" It's amazing. He's seen a boat! The boat could take him inland (if there is any inland) and maybe he'll see his family again! Maybe... maybe...

((Heh, I hope the boat Gregg sees is not Harver's, because he's on the other side of the waters.))

((I was wondering how long it would take LS to mention that... and you coulda at least replied to me. ;-;))

((Whoever said there's only one boat? D: ))

((I'm pretty sure there's more than one, but the way you put it made it seem like you found Harver... who is far away from you.))

Quote from: Sh0rTi on December 28, 2008, 08:21:37 PM
((I was wondering how long it would take LS to mention that... and you coulda at least replied to me. ;-; ))

((Replied to what? *clueless*))

Harver docked the boat near where Jas was lying, though he did not know she was there. He decided it would be best if he got some sleep before searching for his parents, and decided to sleep while waiting for the sun to rise.

I'm going to try really hard not to ruin this RP like I did the last two I participated in on this site, feel free to kick me out when I start to mess things up X_X 

Name: (real name unknown) Tav Xero
Gender: Male
Age: He thinks he's about 14
Appearance:  Longish dark hair, colored strangely that it almost looks like a deep blue shade.  Dark, emotionless eyes and a small, thin mouth.  He has an athletic build of someone who knows hard work, but hasn't lived it constantly to the fullest.  He has a long, thin scar running down his torso at an angle.  He wears a dirty, ripped cloak and simple, everyday clothes underneath.
Weapon: Hand-and-a-half sword.
Biography: He woke up alone with a sword at this side and a bruise on his head.  He couldn't remember anything but the feeling that someone was looking for him and the instinct of a swordsman.  He awoke to a new world, one destroyed and horror-ridden.  Remembering nothing, he made a name to call himself and decided that he would live to defend the innocent, because he couldn't remember anything else to live for.  He turned around, and headed off into the night.
Starting Point: Monoria

((nvm LS. -_-; Oh, and samurai sword = katana = Japanese...? >.>))

Jas' eyes snap open. She doesn't know if it's just paranoia, or if her senses are telling her right, but the sound of wood creaking and clunking against more wood and rock reaches her ears. "What the hell was that?" The girl doesn't move from her spot, but instead lays low, right hand reaching back for one of her swords. For all she knew, it could be another beast she'd have to fight off. She starts inching forwards on the ground, for the source of the noise.

((Alright, let's start! :) ))

Shu sits on one of the beaches on the island properly known as Traceasa. He looks down at the can of tuna that he had just ate. A sigh escapes his mouth.

"Well, there goes the provisions."

Taking out his hand-gun, he decides he should go hunting. But for what? Fish, deer, one of those... things?

I wonder how that would taste. he thought, quickly dismissing it from his mind as he figured it wouldn't be very good.

"I guess I'm having deer." he sighs, as he walks into the forest behind him, "I hope I can find one."

((Amidoingitright?)

((Yeah, pretty much. Though it is odd how your character talks to himself. XP))

Harver tossed and turned on the ship, trying to get himself into a comfortable position, but to no avail. He sighed and opened the book he had previously been reading, using the moonlight as a light to read the small print.

After walking for a little while along the edge of the forest, Shu spots a Grassy hill. Still kinda dark, he sees nothing special about this hill.

That is, until he gets closer.

Shu sees a black figure resting atop the hill.

It could be one of those things Shu thought, hoping he wasn't true. But something kept nagging at him. The figure, at least from here, is about my size. Maybe, just maybe...

Shu hasn't seen another human, alive that is, since Armageddon. Seeing another (Possible) human, made him antsy.

Maybe it's just a small one of those... things, though. Then... that would suck. But if it's a human...

Course of action: hide and wait. If the creature was indeed... a creature, then he can simply run away, or kill it for food... maybe. And if it was human... then yayz.

Lying in a nearby thicket, Shu decides to just sit around and wait.

((Plot twist lol))

Jas lets herself roll silently, cat-like down the hill she was on to get closer to the noise that disturbed her. As she crept closer, she could see a shadowy figure swirling against a rock, making her more anxious to find out what it is. A shudder rolls down her spine as she hears wood groan and creak under weight. Pressing herself against another rock wall, and looking around it, she could make out the shape of a boat, that would explain the shadow, but what was in it is a different question.

'Lure it out maybe...?' She tosses a  rock up and down, then throws it over her shoulder like a grenade, so it'll land in the said boat.

Harver heard a slight whizzing sound, which made him stop reading momentarily. As he set his book down, a small object with much weight collided with his head. "Ow!" He exclaimed, wincing from the sharp bit of pain. He looked down at the object that hit him. It was nothing more than a rock. He realized that the rock had a red liquid on it, and upon touching his right ear, he found that it was bleeding. Better hope there's a First Aid kit on this ship... Harver thought, going into the main cabins of the ship, looking for said kit.

((lolmoar DMDTS references.))

((xD))

Jas jumps slightly as she hears the other person holler shortly after she throws the rock. 'Shit, don't tell me there are intelligent versions of those demon things!' She quickly shakes her head. 'No, Jas. Stop being stupid. I can't let all this get to me,' After inhaling quietly, she proceeds forward, but doesn't let herself be seen. Carefully, soundlessly, she goes. Jas was so close to her goal, until something above her creaks, then goes tumbling and crashing into the ground, startling the girl, and causing her to jump back.

"Damnit!" She hisses. There was no way she could hide now. Preferring to stand and fight, Jas gets into a fighting stance, waiting for what may approach.

((Shu, you're extra late and way off on this one. xP Jas hit Harver on the head... on accident. >.> <.<))

((Oh, lol. My mom was hogging the computer))

Shu wakes up to find that the figure he was spying on (The one he SHOULD have been watching instead of falling asleep >:( ) was, indeed, gone.

"I wonder where it went?" he asked himself.

Suddenly, a loud WHAK followed by a holler reached his ears.

Guessing that it was the thing he was spying on... he decided to take a look.

His search led him to a ship. A ship he thought I can use this to, maybe leave the island!

In a moment of spontenuity, Shu decided to check out the ship, and maybe find the scorce of the holler. Drawing his gun, he enters the ship.

Harver quickly bandaged up his right ear after applying some antibiotics, wanting to give his "wound" at least a couple of days to heal. He heard a crash outside, grabbing his attention. Not bothering with the sword on his belt, he stepped outside into the crisp night air. He saw a couple of figures that he could not decpiher, as they appeared as mere silhouettes to him. He decided it would be best if he tried to reason with them, and determine whether or not they were humans, or dangerous for that matter. "Hello?" He called out. "May I help you?"

Jas starts to walk closer to the new voice, but she still was in a defensive stance. "Yeah, come out with your hands up where I can see them!" She says, firmly, but calmly. She still doesn't know whether or not she should trust the male voice speaking to her, and doesn't want to end up sorry for being too trusting. Jas steps over the fallen branch, and gets closer to the moonlit clearing of sand.

Harver stepped forward into the moonlight so that he could see where the female voice was coming from, and so that she could do the same. He raised his hands so that they were level with his head. "I don't intend any harm." He said. He looked at the young woman before him, and couldn't help but think he'd seen her before.

((lolmoarmoar DMDTS reference))

Shu comes walking out of the ship.

"Yep, I can make that ship worthy."

And that's when he noticed the figures. But there were two of them. Where'd this extra one come from.

At this point, it didn't matter much. Slowly creeping back into the ship, as to not be noticed, he intended to eavsdrop, REALLY REALLY hoping they didn't notice him and his odd quote to himself.

((Reincarnations!!!))

Jas pauses for a few moments, looking Harver over. She lowers her twin blades, pretty sure that she's safe for the most part, for now. "So there are other people still alive," she sighs and sheathes her left weapon. "Still doesn't explain why everything just... exploded," she trails off realizing that an explosion is one of the few things she can remember.

((Shu, the other figure was supposed to be you. XP And yes, Shorti. Reincarnations.))

"Yeah, it definitely is odd," Harver said, looking out to the land. "Everything now feels so... dead." He turned his attention back to the young lady he was talking to. "I'm Harver." He held out his hand for her to shake.

((Oh, sorry, lol :D))

Shu, while eavsdropping, SOMEHOW seemed to gather quite a different kind of information.

"Oh man, they HAVE to be monsters! Just by hearing what they said: Other people still alive must mean they smell other people! OH MAN! And everything looking dead, must mean they've overeaten everything on the island and almost NOTHING IS LEFT, and"

Oh, yeah, gotta be silent. Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. And some of those people they overate must have fought back, maybe with grenades... and thay don't know what a grenade is... which explains the explosion the female one was talking about. Speaking of talking, they obviously know how to... which means... THEY'RE INTELLEGENT! OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP!

I think I should get off this island, but I don't want to go anywhere! THEY MIGHT SENCE ME!

Suddenly getting an idea, Shu decides to hide in one of the nearby Pickle Barrels, just until the monsters have gone.

"I'm Jas," she shakes his hand then looks around, then quickly turns her head in Shu's direction. "Did you hear something from over there?" She asks. "I could've sworn I heard someone say something... but then again I'm still tired."

"I haven't gotten enough sleep lately to have my senses work well," Harver said, shrugging his shoulders. "I don't know. Should we check it out, just to be safe?"

((Shu, please try spelling correctly, and no "OMG" chatspk plox. That stuff could get you banned from the RP. *hint hint, wink wink*))

((Actually, I've never been a good speller, like ever... but I will refrain from the OMG LOL kind of stuff. ;) ))

Jas stands there, listening intently in the direction that she thought she heard something. When she doesn't hear anything else, she shakes her head. "Nah, I think I'm hearing things this time. Besides, we're both tired as hell. If there is something bad over there, and we mess up, things will just get worse. It's probably better to just keep watch, ya know?"

"True," Harver said in reply. "Although, I must say it is a shame that everytime I fall asleep I can't help but thinking those... monsters out there could kill me at any second." He yawned, not quite realizing how long he had gone without sleep. "If we don't find out what's behind these strange creatures, we might never go back to the way we were before all this."

"Well, there's two of us," Jas starts, sheathing the other sword in her hand. "We could take shifts, looking out for suspicious things. It seems better than sitting up, barking at the shadows... more restful too," she says, watching Harver's movements. "Yeah, I think resting's the better option. You're so tired that I can see it in your eyes."

"Really now?" Harver asked, touching his face. He could feel small bags beginning to form under his eyes, and slight wrinkles along cheekbone lines. He sighed. "I suppose you're right. I'll take the first shift; you can rest first."

"No, no," Jas shakes her head. "I just took a nap. I'll be fine staying up a while later," she looks around for the spot that they are to rest in. "Oh yeah, that was you who screamed 'Ow,' right?" A nervous laugh comes from her.

Harver touched his bandaged ear, remembering the small moment of pain. "So, you heard that?" He asked, with a nervous chuckle of his own following.

Name: Lance Jackson
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: Partial Caucasian. Slightly tall. Brown hair/eyes. Wears black clothing.
Weapon: Gunblade.
Biography: After Armageddon, Lance found himself on the beaches of Almeria. He vows to find more about his history.
Starting Point: Almeria.

Finally, the boat arrived on the island. Gregg rushed up on as soon as the boat let it's stairs down, and ran around the boat, looking for someone, anyone he knew.

But to no avail. Gregg was heartbroken. Are they... dead? Gregg thought to himself. He went and found a room, not looking for any information on where the boat was going, and simply slept. He was exhausted.

((I hope I can actually make this lead somewhere DX))

(( Was I not accepted?
And a katana has an extra bar jutting out of the side of it for extra mobility and speed, my sword doesn't have that.  It's slightly curved, with a thin (lots of thin stuff about my character, lulz) indention running along the blade  Nevermind, edited my eariler post.))

((Holy crap guys. I don't come on for one day and there's already 4 pages? D: I tried my best to read through all of it, but skimmed it. Don't blame me if I mess up. ;-;))

Josh was laying, waiting for some form of animal to pass by the scope of his sniper. He hadn't eaten in days, and was desperate to eat anything. Although he was traveling towards the coast for a few days, he was still a couple miles inland. He figured that once he got to the coast, fish were easy pickings. Until then though, he had to find food, water and shelter. Josh was laying there for a while, but nothing came. The moon had passed its peak for a while now, and if Josh didn't rest soon, he'd have no energy to travel the next day.

Name: David Alleyne
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: Caucasian; average height; blue eyes and black hair. Wears jeans
Weapon: Single-handed sword
Biography: David was already an orphan before Armageddon, and lived with his aunt and uncle, who were the closest thing he ever had to a family. After the Armageddon split the continent, he found his aunt's dead body in the wreckage of her house. After that, he began wandering around in search of his uncle, who had apparently disappeared during the disaster.
Starting Point: Traceasa

((Marth, J, and T_L, you guys are all accepted.))

OoC//

Quote from: LightningSword on December 26, 2008, 07:42:04 PM
You have also seen beasts of unspeakable horrors and terror, some of which you were forced to fight and sometimes kill.

The residents are all humans, and are more than likely separated from family members, friends, etc.

How are the monster type things involved? 

IC// 
Was I the only one who survived?  The thought haunted Tav.  After walking aimlessly for hours and not seeing a single soul, human or otherwise, he started to despair.

No, don't think that way, there has to be someone else...

((What I was getting at with that was, basically, your character has to be a human. No space creatures, animals, etc. Monsters are about, but they do not classify as residents, and therefore, your character cannot be one of them. Sorry if it confused you.))

OoC// Ok, thanks.  No problem.  One other question though, the world was supposedly ruined by countless natural disasters right?  So what does the terrain look like?
IC//

Ugh, I'm exhausted, I'm hungry, and I don't even know who I am.
Tav continued walking, where he amazingly found the ruins of an old house.
I wonder...

Tac approached the house and walked onto the foundation.
"Hello?  Anyone there?"  There was no answer.

Well, somewhere to stay for the night...

((Monoria is full of sharp mountains, Klik is a small desert island, and Almeria is like a giant forest. Have you ever read Lord of the Flies? Traceasa is like the island from there. After Armageddon was "over", the islands began to grow at rapid rates, therefore creating different land features.))

Lance finally woke up on a beach on the coast of Almeria. He slowly got up. After checking his inventory, he sleepily walked toward the mainland.

Quote from: LightningSword on December 29, 2008, 03:55:33 AM
Harver touched his bandaged ear, remembering the small moment of pain. "So, you heard that?" He asked, with a nervous chuckle of his own following.

((Uggh I'm on the creepy Lord of the Flies island!? The island where they killed Kenny- I mean Piggy!? *eyetwitch*))

"Yeah," Jas scratches her head slightly. "I was the one who threw the rock... Sorry. I didn't know what was on the boat, and I had to find out somehow." She shrugs her shoulders slightly.

((Just one question. Are the animals on this planet the same as those on earth? i.e. are there bears, rabbits, and hawks here?))

Josh was walking through the dense forest, trying to find a place to rest. He came across a small cave on the side of a hill. He was about to go in it, when he looked down. Not high enough... he thought to himself. His best chance of survival was to get to high ground. He continued walking higher. Unable to find a suitable location to rest, Josh decided to clear some grass and just lay down there. He made sure the area around him was secure enough that no one could sneak up on him, and then tried to fall asleep. Terrible thoughts filled Josh's mind as he lay there, motionless. Being restless, he continued walking towards the coast.

Lance spotted Josh. He didn't stop, but rather sleepily walked right past him.

Shu was COMPLETELY oblivious to everything that was going on outside of his pickle container. Overwhelmed by the stench, shu decided to hop out and see if those 'monsters' were gone yet.

Great! he though, slowly climbing out of the Barrel. I smell like food. A LOT of food. They'll notice me a mile away!

Slowly, and quietly, he heads out of the ship, listening closly to any odd sounds, just in case those things might be prowling around somewhere.

Lets hope they don't like pickles.

((@Shorti: Ah, yes. Poor Piggy. And let's not forget Simon. *moment of silence* ...Moving on.
@Red: Yes, except for the monsters.))

Harver nodded. "I understand. I wouldn't want to hop onto a ship without knowing what could be on it, either." Whoops. He instantly thought, remembering how he didn't do that with the one he was currently on. The thought was erased from his mind, however, when the scent of pickles hit his nose. "...Do you smell that?"

"Oh?" Jas sniffs around a bit. "So I wasn't just smelling things?" Her nose wrinkles a bit. "Yeah, smells like pickles... those nasty sweet pickles." She sighs a bit. Of all the things they would possible have to survive on, it had to be that. 'Oh well, it could be worse. At least it ain't chiterlings.' "I'm guessing we'll go look for it? Or do we wait for it to come to us?"

Shu pokes his head out of the side of the ship.

Oh man, they're still there! And by the sound of it, they smell me! Oh man! How am I going to conceal myself smelling like pickles?

Thinking quickly, Shu pokes around for something to conceal his odor. But to no avail.

Um, what do I do now?

Quickly, Shu flung himself into the first box or barrel he could find. Incedently, it was a crate of flour.

((This is getting interesting! :) ))

(("Incandescently"?... OH, "incidentally"! XD Seriously, it took me a double take to find out what you wrote there.))

"Yeah, pickles..." Harver murmured, now finding a new scent. "...and flour?" What the hell is going on here?

((Yeah, I should try to get Firefox again, but last time it kicked itself off our computer. ))

Sitting in his flour crate, Shu just sat there thinking. Well, at least it smells better in here... he thought, taking a glance at his flour covered hand.

Oh, man, I forgot I'm still wet from the pickle juice! NOW I'M COVERED WITH FLOUR! From head to toe too...

"Okay," Jas starts walking towards the odd scents that were out of place on the island. "What the hell is this?" She comes near the place Shu is hiding, and begins to snoop around. "Only place this thing could be is in here somewhere, and I'm gonna find it."

((Why do I sense ANOTHER budding romance between this Harver and Jas?))

David walked through the forest silently. He was growing very, very bored. The forest always seemed the same everywhere one went. Trees. More trees. The occasional bear or squirrel or something. Then more trees. He hated this island. But he was stuck here until he could find a boat. The whole place reminded him somewhat of a book he read when he was younger. Something about kids getting stuck on an island and a fat guy run over by a boulder.

Soon enough, he made it out of the forest. He heard talking somewhere nearby. And something smelled too. Further sniffing led him to deduce that someone (or something) nearby smelled strangely like a combination of pickles and flours. He raised an eyebrow and continued walking warily. He saw several ships nearby. Why they were there was beyond him, but that didn't really matter. Looking around more, he noticed two people, one female and one male, talking.

There are still people on this island? he wondered silently. Weird.

He decided to walk up to them, hoping that they might be able to help him.

"Hi," he said.

Shu could hear one of the things right above him.

Oh, crap, this box doesn't have an escape plan either! Drawing his gun (Which was hard to do in such a cramped space) Shu aims the gun upward.

I'm going to blast that thing's brain when he opens up this crate.

((Because Harver/Jas kicks ass. ...Or you're just insane. I mean; whoever said anything about another romance between them? =p))

Harver turned his eyes to the new voice. "Hello?" He asked to the darkness. He then heard a small click. Almost like... a pistol, getting ready to fire. "Be careful about the crate, Jas," he said. "There might be something dangerous in it."

((Because, it's reincarnation, TL!))

If Jas had dog ears, they would be twitching. ((<--- Hehe, more DMDTS references? xP))

'A click?' Jas looks at the group of barrels, one of which Shu would be in. 'A gun click? A bomb maybe?' "Yeah, I heard it." She walks over to them and smirks, slowly drawing her blades, thinking, 'I hate to waste food, but...' before suddenly dropping down to the ground, and sweep kicking the containers. They go tumbling to the floor, spilling the contents of them everywhere. Jas goes rolling behind another wall.

Shu jumps out of the now broken crate, in a fury.

"DIE MONSTERS DIE!"

*Click* the gun does not go off.

Staring at his gun in bewilderment, like it was his last hope (Which it pretty much was), Shu slowly looks up at the monsters about to eat him...

WAIT A MINUITE! THEY AREN'T MONSTERS!

"WHAT? YOU'RE HUMANS? I DID ALL THAT HIDING FOR NOTHING?"

((Well, it would be fitting. This is kind of a spiritual successor to DMDTS. I mean, currents in the ocean, four islands separated by ocean. People gathering in one of said islands to do some crazy crap. All it's missing is the idiot who falls down holes and forgets about his grappling hook, the weird-ass pirate who controls blood, and the evil villain who was trained by Michael Jackson. :D))

David stepped out of the darkness, hand on the hilt of his sword as a precaution.

"Hello," he said again.

((Where does Shu get ammo in the dead world?))

(( I know this is n00bish and a little off topic, but what is DMDTS?))

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(( I know this is n00bish and a little off topic, but what is DMDTS?))

(( Dead Men Don't Tell Secrets=Best RP ever, even though I wasn't in it.))

((Nice. I think I'm gonna go read the whole thing just for the hell of it now. xD And apparently he doesn't have ammo because the gun doesn't go off.))

'An idiot covered in pickle juice and flour... Let's mess with him.' Jas just stares at Shu blankly before grabbing him by the back of his collar, and starting to drag him off the boat. "Of course we ain't monsters," she says in a calm manner. "Don't be silly," she pauses for a few moments to make it seem like everything's fine. "We're cannibals. Human is a good substitute for pork in this day and age. They even taste similar."

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((Well, it would be fitting. This is kind of a spiritual successor to DMDTS. I mean, currents in the ocean, four islands separated by ocean. People gathering in one of said islands to do some crazy crap. All it's missing is the idiot who falls down holes and forgets about his grappling hook, the weird-ass pirate who controls blood, and the evil villain who was trained by Michael Jackson. :D))

((This post is full of win. I'm adding it to my list of favorite quotes.))

Harver didn't look surprised at Shu. In fact, he decided it would be best to just ignore this seemingly insane person. "Hello. Good to see another human alive out here," he said in response to David.

((I aim to please.))

"Does the idiot in the pickle juice counts as human?" replied David wryly.

"What? Cannibals?"

Looking over to Harver, he asks, "Is this true? Are you guys going to eat me?"

"You know, that's the one thing about this place so far that I don't know," Harver said to David, crossing his arms. He turned to Shu. "Would that please you?"

"Harver's not gonna answer you with a legit answer," Jas says, yawning a bit. "He prefers not to communicate with his meals," she looks back over at David, then at Shu. "Ya know what... I don't really know if he counts as human. Only one way to find out though," Jas grins devilishly, then lets go of the person she has captive so his back is facing a corner, and runs the back of her right blade against his arm. Maybe she is a bit too much into this cannibalistic character...?

"Is that really necessary?" Harver asked, suddenly growing interested at what Jas was about to do.

"Yes, I do believe it is necessary," said David with a smirk. "And y'know, I'm feeling kind of hungry at the moment..."

He trailed off, a menacing grin coming onto his face as he glared hungrily at Shu. The girl wasn't the only one who could act like a cannibal.

Shu grins at Jas.

"Isn't that funny. That's not how you greeted Harver over here. Did he not look tasty to you? Or maybe... there's something more to it! That is, if your a Cannibal."

Shu just now noticed David. "Hey, when did you get here?"

((The darkness of the Lord of the Flies spreads into our beloved characters!))

"What?" Jas tilts her head to the side, then glances back at Harver. "You want me to just throw him into the fire whole? I mean, that works, but it's easier to eat them in chunks, ya know? Takes less time to cook too." She wouldn't really try to pull a Sweeny Todd and eat the boy, but this was too much fun, with all the recent disasters.

"Hm?" She looks at Shu, poking him a bit with her katana. "Why Harver isn't tasty looking...? Well, he is, but not in that way. We gotta reproduce somehow."

((Cannibalism and dirty jokes. xD))

"I've been standing here since she started pretending to be a cannibal," replied David, gesturing to Jas. "And... wait, what was that about reproduction?!"

He hadn't really been paying attention to Jas's speech until the "reproduce" thing.

Harver chuckled slightly. He couldn't believe how they could take a terrible disaster and actually have some fun with it. "Yes, I do agree that we should cut him into bits. Seasoning could also spread better through his body that way."

"Well, that's cool and all, but your little joke pretty much gave your little act away. I'm good at that kinda thing."

"See?" Jas looks at David, grinning evilly. "You're the only one pretending to be a cannibal," she continues to poke Shu. "Meat looks tender and juicy too, probably is since he's still young. Let's see... Grilled kid, stewed kid, kid gumbo, kabobs, kid pot pie," Jas starts naming off different foods, placing 'kid' before and after each one... "Wait, what joke? We gotta keep reproducing so there'll be some other source of food when you're gone."

"Harver's chuckling gave it away. And thanks alot, now I'm hungry!"

"Yeah," Harver noted, following up after Jas's last statement. "Like how spiders eat their own young. And I chuckled because I couldn't believe how good you smell right now."

"Yeah," said David sarcastically. "Sure you were."

"Well, I guess I do smell like Pickle Bread." Shu laughed out loud.

"But I still consider this a fluke. Now, if you would so kindly release me..."

"Heh," Jas stops poking at Shu, and sheaths her twin blades. "I guess you're safe... for now. No point in eating malnourished livestock," she stretches and yawns. "Might wanna sleep with one eye open though. Never know when we'll need a midnight snack."

Being sleep deprived, Josh walked right next to Lance, without noticing anything out of the norm. He walked a couple of steps, and then realized what he had seen. he quickly turned around, and asked, "Who are you?" making sure to point his gun towards Lance, in case he was hostile.

"I think the joke has run its course," observed David dryly. "Moving on, what are you people doing here?"

"Away from jokes, and onto the stupid questions," Jas sighs and rolls her eyes. "What do you think we're doing here, having candle lit dinners? We all got stuck here after everything went 'BOOM!', just like you."

"Just a traveller," Lance replied, yawning,"like you."

"So why does the idiot over there smell like pickles, and why the hell are there pickles in a post-apocalyptic landscape?"

"I thought all you guys were monsters, but small, smart ones, that seemed to talk, so I hid in a Pickle Barrel. Looking back at it, it was a dumb call."

"Ah." Josh replied, quietly. "It's been kind of lonely," Josh continued, "Mind if I travel with you?"

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"I thought all you guys were monsters, but small, smart ones, that seemed to talk, so I hid in a Pickle Barrel. Looking back at it, it was a dumb call."

"Hindsight is always so reliable," remarked David wryly, rolling his eyes.

"Honestly," Harver began, reviewing the situation, "I believe no one here knows what's going on. Therefore, we need to decide if we're going to wait out these abnormal happenings, or travel and try to find out what's behind all of this."

"I say we travel. The vessel looks sea-worthy, and we have plenty of provisions, why not?"

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"Ah." Josh replied, quietly. "It's been kind of lonely," Josh continued, "Mind if I travel with you?"

"As long as you don't get in my way," Lance sourly replied, walking towards the coast.

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"I say we travel. The vessel looks sea-worthy, and we have plenty of provisions, why not?"

"What provisions? Pickles and flour?"

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"Ah." Josh replied, quietly. "It's been kind of lonely," Josh continued, "Mind if I travel with you?"

"As long as you don't get in my way," Lance sourly replied, walking towards the coast.

"Not that social I see..." Josh replied. "Heh, looks like we're traveling the same way. Oh, don't mind me asking, but do you have any food? I'm starving."

Shu looks around the room.

"Well, looking at it, we seem to have WAY more than that."

Going to a corner of the room, Shu pick up a box. "See, this box is filled with rice! And there's more! And these barrels are filled with water. There's PLENTY of stuff here. No meat, but enough to last us to the next island!"

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"Ah." Josh replied, quietly. "It's been kind of lonely," Josh continued, "Mind if I travel with you?"

"As long as you don't get in my way," Lance sourly replied, walking towards the coast.

"Not that social I see..." Josh replied. "Heh, looks like we're traveling the same way. Oh, don't mind me asking, but do you have any food? I'm starving."

"...No." Lance continued walking.

"How did any of this stuff survive Armageddon?"

"Who knows, I just know it's here and edible."

((Is that how you spell that??))

((yes))

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"Ah." Josh replied, quietly. "It's been kind of lonely," Josh continued, "Mind if I travel with you?"

"As long as you don't get in my way," Lance sourly replied, walking towards the coast.

"Not that social I see..." Josh replied. "Heh, looks like we're traveling the same way. Oh, don't mind me asking, but do you have any food? I'm starving."

"...No." Lance continued walking.

"Didn't think so." Josh replied, sighing. Josh figured that continuing this conversation was pointless, and just proceeded to walk.

"I don't know," Jas says. "Hell, how are any of us here up to this point?" She sits under a tree. "We should all rest for now though."

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"Ah." Josh replied, quietly. "It's been kind of lonely," Josh continued, "Mind if I travel with you?"

"As long as you don't get in my way," Lance sourly replied, walking towards the coast.

"Not that social I see..." Josh replied. "Heh, looks like we're traveling the same way. Oh, don't mind me asking, but do you have any food? I'm starving."

"...No." Lance continued walking.

"Didn't think so." Josh replied, sighing. Josh figured that continuing this conversation was pointless, and just proceeded to walk.

"....All we can hope for is that a ship is nearby. It could have food on it."

"Shouldn't someone keep watch in case someone or something tries to kill all of us in our sleep?"

"Definitely. But who will go first?"

"Maybe you should," said David. "After all, you'll be the first to be eaten if any monsters come by, since you smell like food. Your painful dying screams will wake the rest of us up."

"Unless we're the ones doing the brutal killing," Jas adds in, but quickly says. "One of you can fight over that job though," she holds back another yawn. "I don't want it."

" I guess I will, since I'm the least tired, and I get more sleep anyways."

OoC//  My character's loneliness seems familiar...
It's only happened in every other RP I've been in X_X  I didn't realize I was alone on this island XD
One more question, is there any way to keep track of time during this RP, like will we ever be sure of what time of day it is?

IC//
Tav hardly slept.  He wasn't sure what time it was, but he decided to get up and go anyways.  He turned to the direction he thought was away from where he came from, and started off again.

((Yes; as I stated in my first post, it's late night right now.))

Harver nodded, feeling even more sleepy than before. He decided it would be best if he just lied down with his head against the cabin door and fell asleep.

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K, LS

14 Firecrackers
10 Books of Matches
2 Lighters
Box Cigars
1 Flamerthrower
and a small dagger...

((:O))

((Could've PMed him, seeing as the RP's already started. >.>))

The sleepier that Jas gets, the dizzier she becomes. And dizzy she was. She yawns and lets her head lower to the left before snapping it back up again... and letting it fall to the right. Eventually, she takes off her jacket, and lays on it. Though she is uncomfortable, sleep deprivation lets her pass out.

David stared at Jas and Harver for a moment before lying down in one corner of the cabin and falling asleep himself.

((Okay, the real Jasi calls for a time skip! ...Unless there's something else we're supposed to do.))

Jas shifts to one side, mumbling something about never wanting to eat a pickle again.

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K, LS

14 Firecrackers
10 Books of Matches
2 Lighters
Box Cigars
1 Flamerthrower
and a small dagger...

((Don't see how all of those classify as a weapon, and that's way too much to carry around. One weapon. Or two medium sized weapons. Or a large weapon, and a small weapon. Or a good-sized weapon with decent accuracy accompanied with... ah, forget it.))

Harver slept soundly as visions of his parents crept into his mind. He knew they were safe. They had to be. They taught him everything he knew... "Mom... Dad..."

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"Ah." Josh replied, quietly. "It's been kind of lonely," Josh continued, "Mind if I travel with you?"

"As long as you don't get in my way," Lance sourly replied, walking towards the coast.

"Not that social I see..." Josh replied. "Heh, looks like we're traveling the same way. Oh, don't mind me asking, but do you have any food? I'm starving."

"...No." Lance continued walking.

"Didn't think so." Josh replied, sighing. Josh figured that continuing this conversation was pointless, and just proceeded to walk.

"....All we can hope for is that a ship is nearby. It could have food on it."

"Do you seriously think a boat survived?" Josh remarked. After thinking a while, he began again, "But we survived, so I guess it could happen..." Josh yawned slightly, and was constantly looking around for anything to eat. Of course he didn't find anything, but it kept his mind of things.

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"Ah." Josh replied, quietly. "It's been kind of lonely," Josh continued, "Mind if I travel with you?"

"As long as you don't get in my way," Lance sourly replied, walking towards the coast.

"Not that social I see..." Josh replied. "Heh, looks like we're traveling the same way. Oh, don't mind me asking, but do you have any food? I'm starving."

"...No." Lance continued walking.

"Didn't think so." Josh replied, sighing. Josh figured that continuing this conversation was pointless, and just proceeded to walk.

"....All we can hope for is that a ship is nearby. It could have food on it."

"Do you seriously think a boat survived?" Josh remarked. After thinking a while, he began again, "But we survived, so I guess it could happen..." Josh yawned slightly, and was constantly looking around for anything to eat. Of course he didn't find anything, but it kept his mind of things.

"I wouldn't be surprised," Lance said with a laugh,"besides, after Armageddon, nothing surprises me anymore."

((Kill the quote tree. XD))

"Me either," Josh replied, trying to fake a laugh. Josh stepped in something, and looked down. A pile of sand. He looked further down the path, and saw that they got more abundant down the road. "We must be close." Josh said.

"...Yes, we must." Lance muttered, walking in a uniform motion. He noticed that Josh was still extremely hungry.

Tav continued walking until he heard a noise.
Is that... the surf?
Tav found himself upon a beach.
Am I on an island?  I just wish I knew where I was...
Tav sat down and put his head in his knees, as he pondered what to do.

As he looked around, he realized that the landscape had numerous, tall mountains.
I wonder if I could get high enough to see anything...

OoC//Somebody join onto this island, I'm bored DX

(( Red and I will if we find a boat.))

OoC// Shweet
IC//
Tav started climbing, he didn't realize how tall and steep the mountains were.
Even if I do see anything, I won't be able to get back down in time to do anything about it.  Oh well, it's something to do...

((Sure, why not. :P))

Josh continued walking, when the trees began to become less numerous. He began sprinting and soon found himself upon a beach. "Looks like we're here..." Josh said.

((It was getting boring just walking and talking. XD))

"Now where is a vessel suitable for travel on the high seas?"

((We need to fight something soon. :D Hiding in pickle barrels is fun, but I want some action))

Shu looks at his gun.

"It's not out of bullets" Shu said, looking at the ammo within the gun. "So why didn't it go off?"

Become tired (finally) from his night watch, he judged he's been keeping guard for two and a half hours now.

"Let's see: four of us, out of 10 hours, equals 2.5 hours for each of us."

Walking over to David, he nudges him with his foot. "David, time to keep guard."

((Good point. ;) ))

((Holy crap this is growing too fast ;-; ))

Gregg wakes up on the boat. He must have passed out right when he got on. He was having a wonderful dream about a Pre-Armageddon sitcom he used to watch, something with a guy named Jerry, he thinks.

Gregg decides to take a stroll around the boat again. Might as well, he thought. "You don't want your muscles collapsing on themselves, Mr. Casey." he says to himself. He always liked to refer to himself as "Mr. Casey" for some reason. Before Armageddon, he had a really nice fedora that he'd wear almost anywhere. Gregg realized that he really hadn't done anything on the boat when he got to his room, so he decides to take a look around. Within the room is a bed, a small closet, and a bedside table with a drawer in it. He opens the drawer first.

"A pencil and paper? What could this be?" The paper had something written on it.

I can't take this anymore. I have no one left. This is pure hell. I'm taking my own life only because it's the right thing to do.

I love you, Gregg.

Hope.

This is impossible. It couldn't be. Hope? On this boat? The boat that rescued me? She took her own life because of my absence? Gregg burst into tears for the first time in years. He hadn't cried since his father died.

After that little fit, Gregg still needed to do some scavenging. He folded the note up and put it in his pocket, along with the pencil. He went to the small closet, and opened it, and was quite surprised to see the contents of the closet.

- One White Fedora
- One White Tuxedo
- One Gas Mask
- One Pair of Dress Shoes
- A small pistol with an extra clip of ammo.

"Christ, it's my lucky day! A new outfit and a new weapon!" He changed his clothes, and put the gas mask on. Damn, did he feel classy.

He walked out onto the boat, and attempted to find the captain. According to the captain, if he could be called that, they were almost to the mainland, where there should be food and shelter. Hopefully.

((Wow, I wrote a lot there.))

((Also, I'm going to feel weird if I meet up with the other characters. I'm 35 and they're all 14-19 DX))

((Why, pray tell, would anyone keep their white suit in the same place as their gas mask and pistol? And how the hell does all this stuff survive freakin' meteors and earthquakes without a scratch?!))

David opened his eyes and looked up at Shu.

"Why'd you wake me up instead of them?" he asked, somewhat annoyed. Regardless, he got up anyway.

((Yes, it does seem odd, but it was on a boat that survived Armageddon, so I guess I'll let it slide.))

Harver shifted a little in his sleep due to the noise that was happening outside of his dreamland, but did not awaken.

((Well, you see, the suit is just that amazing.))

Gregg was standing at the front of the boat, looking for the land that they were going to land on. From the other survivors, who, for some odd reason, all happened to be adolescents, he had learned that island that they were traveling to was known as "Traceasa". According to his thoughts, "It must be the hip new lingo these days..." One of the nicer survivors gave Gregg a book when he was walking around the boat. It was War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells, one of Gregg's favorites.

Anyway, Gregg was looking out, etc. He could have swore he saw a tiny patch of sand earlier, but that turned out to be nothing. Eventually, the mainland became clearer and clearer. Traceasa looked beautiful, but who knows what it'd be like once they arrive?

((For simplicity's sake, is everyone near the shore?))

((No, we're deep in the muthaintercourse in' land. >:D No, I'm kidding, we're near H2O, the shore.))

Jas winces and coughs a little in her sleep. She sits up, opening her eyes a bit, and just stares at the others. Without any words whatsoever, she lays back down and goes back into slumber... that is if she was even awake in the first place.

Around two and a half hours later, David, bored out of his mind, decided to wake someone else up to keep watch. He decided to wake up Jas, since she was closer and he was tired.

"Jas. Wake up. Keep watch."

Jas isn't exactly the best person to awaken when stricken with sleep deprivation. She quickly sits up, now growling a bit, and holding a good sized rock. "What the hell man!?" She throws the rock at David. "Lemme alone!" The girl lays back down, probably not caring or realizing what she did.

((Oh, poop, it's night D: ))

Gregg wakes up in the middle of the night, he realizes he fell asleep on the deck of the boat. Whoops.
However, the good news is that the shore is about 10 minutes away. Everyone wakes up almost as soon as the boat hits the shore, and rushes off onto the island. Gregg was basically trampled before he could get off.

Gregg was extremely tired still. It was probably around 3 in the morning, and he passed out right when he hit land from exhaustion. He thought he saw a different group of teens before he fell, but he can't remember.

((It's up to you guys who I'm going to be with D: ))

David ducked just in time, and the rock crashed against the wall and bounced to the ground with a thud.

Note to self: Don't wake up Jas.

He proceeded to try and wake up Harver, then quickly lay back down and went back to sleep, not really caring if Harver actually got up.

Harver felt something against his shoulder, which woke him up instantly. He looked around, and realized everyone else was asleep. Guess it's my turn to keep watch. He yawned, and began to read his book, as his ears worked better than his eyes.

Jas giggles a bit and turns over as a bit of grass brushes against her. "I wrote that?" She mumbles, legs stretching out. "Nah-uh..."

Tav reached a ledge in the mountain, and turned around and lookes to see what he could see..

... What.. Happened..?
He saw a torn landscape, littered with ruin and destruction around him.  Looking out over the ocean, he thought he could see a bigger landmass to the northeast of him.
Maybe there are people on the mainland!  But how am I to get there...
At least now I know where I need to go...

Tav looked down the mountain he climbed.
"Wow...  That's high..."

OoC// This is assuming the islands are close enough to be seen from each other, but if it's supposed to be the size of an entire continent then idk >_>

Name: Blank.
Gender: Male
Age: ???
Appearance: Apparently fairly young, with dark blonde hair, blue eyes, and a face full of scruff. Clothes are torn and he himself looks worn out.
Weapon: Dull knife and hammer made from stone, and a net made from vines.
Biography: Blank was once a great guy, fairly wealthy, and loved by the people of his village. After the Armageddon, he woke up on a small uncharted island. He had no memory of anything, but could tell from smoke and fire in the distance that something had gone horribly wrong. He couldn't remember his name, and since there was no one around to talk to, he referred to himself as Blank. What seemed like forever passed, and he grew tired of being alone. He built a raft out of materials from the island, and decided to head toward the mayhem that was inland. That was months ago, he's been drifting since. It seems like the shore never gets any closer. His only possession is a pendant with a picture of a young brunette woman.
Starting Point: Between Klik and Traceasa in the waters of Olmora.

((Since I likely won't be TOO active, I made my character disconnected from the rest of the cast. When he eventually interacts, I'm probably gonna rely on you all to help build his story. I'll leave key points and you guys can fill in the holes, as if you're trying to help Blank learn his past. Does this sound good?

Edit: Also, didn't read the characters to know there was another amnesiac, but whatever. :P))

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((When he eventually interacts, I'm probably gonna rely on you all to help build his story. I'll leave key points and you guys can fill in the holes, as if you're trying to help Blank learn his past. Does this sound good?))

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8 ) Don't try too hard to have the RP go your way. If it's flowing towards a certain objective, don't continuously try to have it revolve around your character.

((But, we'll talk about it when that time comes. Accepted.))

Harver broke from his reading to see what Jas was talking about, but quickly realized she was simply talking in her sleep. He sighed. They all look so peaceful... how can they be so relaxed when we could be killed at any moment?

"Yeah, I'll go out with," Jas starts shifting around more, no longer seeming so peaceful. At that moment, she could've sworn that something exploded, but it's all in her mind. "Gaah!" She whips into a sitting position as if something burned her, quickly covering her mouth and breathing through her nose, thinking that everyone's probably asleep. Jas moves her hands to her now aching head. 'I know someone probably heard that, but I don't care... What the hell was I dreaming about?'

Like Jas, Shu was talking in his sleep too. Actually, it was more singing.

"Put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up"

Suddenly hearing a "Gaah" noise, Shu wakes up.

"What the? What was that?" Shu says groggily ((SP?)), slowly sitting up.

"Jas, was that you?"

Harver noticed Jas immediately, and tensed up as soon as she sat up. "You alright?" He asked her.

"Y-yeah," Jas starts to open her eyes, but shuts them again, and covers her face, finding that having them open just makes her head hurt worse. "It was... I'm fine, just go back to sleep," she says quickly, maybe a bit too quickly. All this time Jas has depended on no one, and she is too stubborn to start doing so now.

"Hmm, alright then."

Really not caring, Shu drifts back into a deep sleep, almost immediatly.

Harver looked up at the moon. Two hours had passed, so he still had another thirty minutes left in his shift. He sighed. "You know, I could stay awake for your shift as well," he offered.

Jas opens her eyes, and looks at Harver. "You don't have to do that. I'm fine, really," she says, trying to put on her best smile, but it turns into a slight grimace as she looks away. "Everyone else did their shift, I'll do mine."

"I didn't mean I have to take over your shift," Harver said, deciding to change his original intent. "I'll just stay awake with you. I realized it can be boring when you're up for a long time by yourself."

((Is anyone going to realize that there's a 35 year old passed out on the beach? >_>))

Quote from: Byte on December 31, 2008, 07:43:22 PM
((Is anyone going to realize that there's a 35 year old passed out on the beach? >_>))

((It's still too dark out to really see anything.))

Quote from: LightningSword on December 31, 2008, 07:56:06 PM

Quote from: Byte on December 31, 2008, 07:43:22 PM
((Is anyone going to realize that there's a 35 year old passed out on the beach? >_>))

((It's still too dark out to really see anything.))

((That could be a problem.))

"True," Jas doesn't say anything for a few minutes. "I'm just gonna go over there then," she stands, and moves over to where Harver is. "So nobody else wakes up because of us talking too loud."

((We could assume that he's asleep too...? >.>))

"Alright," Harver replied. He made some room next to where he was sitting for her. He gazed up at the nighttime sky. "One thing I like about this newly shaped place is the fact that there's no pollution. You can see the stars in the sky without a problem..."

"Mmm," Jas nods and looks up at the sky. "It's so pretty that it almost hurts... because most of the people I'd look at them with are gone," she sits down. "This here is nice though. At least we're not alone."

((Byte, the guys are on a ship, and last time I checked, Gregg was on the beach.))

"Do you know for a fact that they're gone?" Harver asked. "I'm looking for my parents, and I'm sure that... they must be alive."

"Optimism helps with these kinds of things," Jas sighs. "But I have this really bad, foreboding feeling, since I haven't even been able to remember mine," she looks up at Harver. "Hell, aside from an explosion and being knocked out, I can only remember bits and pieces of my past and a really blurry image of someone else."

"Really?" Harver asked, pondering this unfortunate incident. "It must feel terrible. I'm sorry."

Quote from: JNeedForSpeed2014 on December 30, 2008, 05:29:22 PM
"Now where is a vessel suitable for travel on the high seas?"

"If there even is one. If you don't mind, I'm going to go catch some fish." Josh added. He found some branches, but what would he use as string? He looked down at his shoe. Laces? he thought to himself. He undid his shoes, only to realize that they were way too short.

"Yeah," Jas rubs at her head, the pain just now starting to ebb away. "Then trying to remember only makes my head want to explode. It'll be fine though, seeing as things got this far."

OoC// I'm waiting... XD
IC//
Tav, exhausted and bruised, finally made it down the mountain that he climbed. Dead tired, he collapsed on the beach, immediately unconscious.  The images he saw on the mountain ledge haunted him in his slumber, and random images of unfamiliar people were burned into his mind.

Quote from: Red on January 01, 2009, 04:08:33 PM

Quote from: JNeedForSpeed2014 on December 30, 2008, 05:29:22 PM
"Now where is a vessel suitable for travel on the high seas?"

"If there even is one. If you don't mind, I'm going to go catch some fish." Josh added. He found some branches, but what would he use as string? He looked down at his shoe. Laces? he thought to himself. He undid his shoes, only to realize that they were way too short.

"Good job, genius," Lance sarcastically replied.

"Thanks." Josh replied, jokingly. "Maybe if we tie all of our laces together, it'll be long enough. That is, if you want to give up your laces." Josh went back down to redo his laces, when he notice something underneath his shoe. A crab, freshly killed too. "So much for fishing." Josh quickly said, trying to start a fire with his 'fishing rods.'

Lance shook his head in disgust. "Wait here, I'll try to find a boat....I'm not hungry anyways." Lance continued walking along the shore.

"If you say so," Harver stated, putting his arms behind his head. "Still, you always need hope. That's what's kept me going this entire time."

Quote from: LightningSword on January 01, 2009, 02:33:54 AM
((Byte, the guys are on a ship, and last time I checked, Gregg was on the beach.))

((O_O, I missed something.))

"Hope," It seems like Jas is about to say something else, but her sentence trails off as she looks back up at the sky. She starts thinking about her last memory without realizing it, the blurry figure that she called out to. "Mmhm, hope that it'll all come back someday." 'Who was that though?'

David turned in his sleep, and suddenly woke up. Finding that he couldn't get back to sleep now, he sat up and turned to Jas and Harver, opting to listen to the conversation.

((We'd better not bring back "Jas is oblivious" in this.))

"...Whatever." Josh replied, shoving the half-cooked crab into his mouth. Everything tasted good, except for part of the shell, which crunched between his teeth. "Oh! Before you go looking for that ship, take this." screamed Josh, trying to catch up to Lance. Wen he got within a couple feet, he detached the scope of his sniper, and offered it to Lance, saying, "You can use it as a telescope if you want."

Quote from: Red on January 01, 2009, 09:08:29 PM
"...Whatever." Josh replied, shoving the half-cooked crab into his mouth. Everything tasted good, except for part of the shell, which crunched between his teeth. "Oh! Before you go looking for that ship, take this." screamed Josh, trying to catch up to Lance. Wen he got within a couple feet, he detached the scope of his sniper, and offered it to Lance, saying, "You can use it as a telescope if you want."

Lance took the scope and walked about a quarter mile before.

"What do you know," Lance said, stumbling upon a medium sized fishing boat.

"Hey! Over Here!" he yelled.

"Did you find something?" asked Josh, darting over to where Lance was.

"Yeah, look at this. A boat."

"Nice. Now, we need to find out if it has gas or not, because if it doesn't, we need to row it." Josh said, noticing it had a small engine near the rear.

"Probably not," Lance replied, pushing it almost into the water,"but I could be wrong."

"Well, I don't wanna be the idiot stuck out in the ocean without a paddle." said Josh. He was still holding his fishing pole in his hand, and figure he could use that, as long as he could attach a flat, broad piece of wood to make something that at least resembled a paddle. "What do you suppose we could tie to the end of this to make a paddle?" said Josh, pointing to the branch.

"Definately not my Gunblade," was the answer, with Lance apparently not interested.

Josh took off his shoe, and used the laces to tie it to the stick. It'll have to do... Josh thought to himself. Josh stepped into the boat, casually looking around for any extra provisions. "So, which way should we go? Judging by the vegetation, we're probably near the equator, so if we head North or South, it's probably going to get colder. If we head East or West, it'll probably stay the same temperature. But, I'll leave it up to you. Your instinct seems well enough."

"I think we should head...south-west. At least then we won't have to worry about the weather."

"Good point...I'm ready when you are." Josh said, finding a bag of bread and some water.

Lance pushed the boat in and hopped in.

"Let's go then."

((I forgot if it's night or day, so can someone tell me?))

"I'm not hungry anymore, so do you want any bread?" asked Josh, yawning halfway through the question. He held the bag of bread out to Lance. "If you decide to take some, take a little less than you normally would, we need to conserve." Josh pulled the rip-chord, to see if the engine would start, which it surprisingly did, but the gas level was very low.

"Sure," Lance replied, not realizing how hungry he was. After a couple more small pieces, he put the bag back down.

Quote from: Red on January 01, 2009, 09:57:00 PM
((I forgot if it's night or day, so can someone tell me?))

((Really early morning. Maybe just after midnight. I think. Not too sure.))

Quote from: Triforce_Luigi on January 01, 2009, 10:00:21 PM

Quote from: Red on January 01, 2009, 09:57:00 PM
((I forgot if it's night or day, so can someone tell me?))

((Really early morning. Maybe just after midnight. I think. Not too sure.))

((Since already 3 and a half of your shifts are done, I'd say 8:30))

Quote from: Triforce_Luigi on January 01, 2009, 10:00:21 PM

Quote from: Red on January 01, 2009, 09:57:00 PM
((I forgot if it's night or day, so can someone tell me?))

((Really early morning. Maybe just after midnight. I think. Not too sure.))

((Aha. Thanks.))

"Well, since the motor is going, I'm going to take a quick nap, until we have to row." said Josh, letting out an even bigger yawn.

((8:30? Damn. I guess I can still sleep in the sunlight.))

"Sure," Lance replied. "Until then, I'll keep watch.

"Ok, thanks..." Josh said, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in.

"If you lay on me," Lance demanded, trying to be both humorous and serious at the same time,"I WILL kill your ass off this boat."

(( D: ))

"Don't worry, I won't." Josh replied, looking at the level of gas. "Looks like we have 2-3 hours of gas left. If you want to sleep, wake me up, ok?"

"Sure." Lance sighed.

I...wonder how my parents are doing. Are they ok? Will they welcome me back. Why am I in a boat with a complete stranger, anyways?

((Because I'm awesome like that? ;-;))

((Because it was you or the sand crab, and if I stave, I can eat you. Sh0rTi was right.))

((Actually, I think it's because I'm awesome like that. :|))

Josh fell half asleep. He was unable to fall asleep, because he was sea sick.

((No.))

Lance noticed Josh's sickness.
"Same for barfing."

((How would you know anyway? :| Seriously, it's because I'm awesome like that.))

"Don't worry, I'm fine..." Josh said, trying to fake that he was alright.

((*sigh* Should've picked the sand crab.))

"I sure hope so."

((YEAH YOU SHOULD'VE))

"Well, I'm not really that tired anymore." said Josh, shutting off the engine. "I'm going to row. I think it's best if we save the gas for when we're both tired."

"Sure," Lance replied, now rowing with his gunblade.

((Actually, it's more close to 6:30))

The sun was just beginning to rise over the island of Traceasa. The sun has vanquished the terrible night Harver noticed that David was awake. "Have a bit of insomnia?"

"Aww, darnit," Jas snaps out of the daze she was in, blinking a couple of times. "Some watch I kept." 'If something came along, and Harver wasn't awake, we'd all be screwed. Good job, Jas...' She sighs once she's done scolding herself.

((And with that said brb, midnight... 2AM snack!))

Blank drifted for what felt like forever; the shore never seemed to move closer. He grabbed a fish that flopped helplessly on the side of his raft. It was supposed to be his lunch, but he didn't have an apetite. "Have fun, fish," he said to it as he threw it back in the water. He laid back and closed his eyes. The water was calm enough for him to take a brief nap.

"Ugh," Lance said, tired,"I'm worn out."

"Don't worry, I'll keep watch. And the water is pretty calm." Josh replied, taking a small sip of water.

"Where the crap are we, anyways?"

"Dunno." Josh replied. "As long as we get somewhere, I don't really care..."

"We really need a map," Lance said to himself, falling asleep.

Harver stood up, deciding he wouldn't wait for David to answer his question. "We should probably look around the island, and see if there are any other survivors. Since it's light out, it'll be easier for us to see if anything suspicious is around."

"There's bound to be someone else here," remarked David. "It's a pretty big island."

((What side of the island are you 4 on?))

Quote from: JNeedForSpeed2014 on January 03, 2009, 08:10:09 PM
((What side of the island are you 4 on?))

((I'm not sure, but judging from LS's first post, it's probably the side closer to Monoria. So, probably southwest.))

((Perfect..))

((Oh, sure, leave me stranded, passed out, on an island, alone, about to be eaten by bears :P))

Quote from: LightningSword on January 03, 2009, 07:39:00 PM
Harver stood up, deciding he wouldn't wait for David to answer his question. "We should probably look around the island, and see if there are any other survivors. Since it's light out, it'll be easier for us to see if anything suspicious is around."

"Better than sitting around here lookin' like bait," Jas yawns and stretches before standing up. She places her weapons on her back. "Don't know about leaving the others here though," there are people still asleep, and Jas knows it's probably not best to leave them alone.

"GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!"

Shu wakes up with a start. "Good morning you all! Told you the 1st shift was the best! How was your night?"

Lance wakes up. "I...think I see something.

((We're about an inch nw of where Monoria and Tra-whatever are closest.))

"Yeah, me too... Let's go check it out." Josh replied, turning on the motor. "This should have enough gas to get us there, so we have enough energy to go into the island and do whatever."

Blank woke up and coughed; he was choking on sand. He opened his eyes to see he was on a shore. His raft was in the water, floating away. Though he knew he should probably swim after it, his surroundings intrigued him, and he felt he should explore a bit. He looked around him to find that only his knife was still with him. He picked it up, looked back at his raft, then headed forward. He had no clue where he was going, but he felt compelled.

((Blank is currently at the southernmost tip of Traceasa.))

((Speaking of location, I wonder where we are?))

((Shorti already explained; we're on the south-westernmost tip of Traceasa. I'll update the first page with everyone's status.))

Harver sighed. "Well, now that everyone's awake, we should divide up who will explore which parts of the island. I think we should divide into pairs. We could travel along the coastline first to see if there are any survivors; I think it might be a bit too soon to go into the mainland. Also, we can retrace our footsteps along the sand to find our way back here. Sound good?"

((Oh, must have missed it))

"OH MAN, I feel great! Yeah, that sounds good. Whoever is coming with me, I'm heading up north. 'tis the only place I haven't really looked yet."

"I suppose I'll head east," Harver stated. "Jas, would you like to accompany me? We wouldn't want to harm dinner - I mean, Shu - anymore than we already have, would we?"

Shu rolls his eyes.

"Whatever. I guess that leaves me Davie."

Blank traveled west, determining his position based on the direction the sun was moving. He was getting hungry, but it didn't seem like there were any animals around to hunt. Suddenly, something moved in the bush next to him. Slowly, he moved toward it, with his knife ready. He pushed the branches to the side to see a small nest of bluebirds; a mother and three babies. He didn't have the heart to kill them. Besides, it probably wouldn't have been too filling. To his left was another bush. He noticed it was covered in berries. He didn't know what they were or if they were safe, but he was starving, so he stuffed his face. "Hmm, tastes like raspberry, but has an extra zing..." He put as many in his pockets and he could and continued onward.

((Woah, what did I explain? o.o))

"Hehehe, no I don't think we need to traumatize Shu anymore," Jas says, laughing a bit as she remembers their earlier joke. She looks towards the rising sun, the east. "But yeah. That plan sounds good to me, and I'm ready to go."

OoC// NOO, Don't Leave me D:  I've been busy recently >_>

Tav woke up.

He had no idea how long he was out, but it felt like a while.  He stood up and brushed himself off.
I've got to stop being so depressed over this and DO something about it Tav though to himself.

He leaned back and looked across the ocean, scanning for anything. 
If I remember right, there is a bigger land mass to the northeast of here.
As he was looking out across the sea, he saw a distant little dot.  At first he thought his mind was playing tricks on him.  The he thought that it could be the other island, but so far away.  But then he noticed that it was moving.

Is that... A boat?
"HEEEEEYYYYY!!!   YOOUU OUTT THERE!   HEEELLLLPPP!!!"

There not going to here me.....     No, stop thinkig like that, and stop being lazy! Tav was arguing with himself in his head.

"HELLLPPPP!!"

"No... Don't leave..."

Lance, although incapable of hearing Tav's cries for help, pointed towards the shore to Monoria. "There."

((by the way, we're going to pick up Tav before we meet you.))

Quote from: LightningSword on January 03, 2009, 11:55:33 PM
((Shorti already explained; we're on the south-westernmost tip of Traceasa. I'll update the first page with everyone's status.))

((That was me. :P))

Quote from: Shujinco on January 04, 2009, 12:08:00 AM
Shu rolls his eyes.

"Whatever. I guess that leaves me Davie."

"Don't call me 'Davie,'" said David wryly. "Unless you really do want to be painfully devoured."

Blank continued west. He had a burning sensation in the back of his throat, but brushed it off. "I need something to wash these down." The area was muddy, and he knew if there was mud, there must be water. After a bit of searching, he found a small pond. He cupped his hands and took a drink. He was finally hungry enough to harm an animal, and he noticed a fish swimming around the pond. Without hesitation, he dropped his knife into the water, feeling that he hit his target. "Sorry buddy, but them's the breaks. I'm hungry."

He ate his lunch.

"Alright. But before we get going... does anybody have String, some flamable liquid, and something to wrap something up tightly with? I want to make bombs."

"You can use shoelaces for string," suggested David. "Don't know about the other stuff, though."

"That's a great idea. Jas, Harver, know anywhere where we can get fuel?"

"Why bombs?" Harver asked. He thought for a second, but quickly decided that it wasn't worth the trouble, and shook his head. "You know what? Forget I even asked that. And you can check the ship; I'm sure there are plenty of supplies you can use on board."

When the boat finally landed, Josh stepped out, examining the area around him. "Looks like we're going to have to climb," he said to Lance.

After nearly fainting, again, of exhaustion Tav woke up on the beach.
... The Boat!
He jumped up, then nearly fell down again as dizziness took him over.
"Whoa..."  Once he was straightened up he looked out to the sea, completely unaware of that the boat had already landed on shore.

No...
Tav, just sat back down and let himself drift into unconsciousness

"He probably wants to use 'em as weapons," Jas says, now looking back at them. "It'd be useful to him- if he doesn't blow himself up- since he doesn't have any other things to use for defense."

"Besides, if we meet up with anything big, I don't think a couple of swords and a malfunctioning gun is going to do it."

Shu starts searching around the ship for bomb supplies.

Lance slowly arose out of the boat and stepped out onto the little shore there was.

"Climb? You have to be kidding."

"If you don't want to climb, we could go somewhere else." Josh replied, starting to go towards inland.

Name: Solon
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Appearance: short, spiky blond hair and electric blue eyes. He wears brown gloves and brown boots, a bag to carry supplies, and is wearing blue jeans and a  plain white t-shirt with a black jacket over it.
Weapon: Sharp dagger kept on belt
Biography: Has been an orphan with his sister, Nicole, all his life. He had promised to protect her, no matter what. But during Armageddon, and with the splitting of the continent, he lost her. Lost on Traceasa, he blacked out when getting crushed by a boulder. He wakes up now, remember nothing about himself, other then there was someone/something important he had to find/do.
Starting Point: Traceasa

Quote((Well, it would be fitting. This is kind of a spiritual successor to DMDTS. I mean, currents in the ocean, four islands separated by ocean. People gathering in one of said islands to do some crazy crap. All it's missing is the idiot who falls down holes and forgets about his grappling hook, the weird-ass pirate who controls blood, and the evil villain who was trained by Michael Jackson. ))

((One idiot who falls down holes and forgets about his grappling hook, coming right up! Don't know what to do about the controlling blood pirate or the evil villain who was trained by MJ... And there aren't any Dead Men OR gems... Where's Harver without his ability to stop time D= And Solon without his ability to... um... ... be cool? ))

((Oh, hey Birdie, long time no see. And by the way, DMDTS sounded fun. We should make another. I would TOTALLY join that!))

"Nope, can't find any. Surprising that there is no string on a SHIP. Weird."

Shu turned to David, "Well, I guess we should get going!"

((Holy crap, BoA's back! :O))

"Sooner we get going, sooner we get back," said David, ready to leave.

((Birdie, you're accepted. Kay, you're back; go make DMDTS successor now please. :3))

Harver nodded. "We'll meet back here at about an hour before sundown, so try to keep track of the sun's position in the sky. Ready, Jas?"

(( Holy crap is right. You see, I got a boyfriend so I stopped coming online. But then I remembered I'm not gay. So, I came back =D. And as for a sequel to DMDTS... Sure, if you aren't bored of it yet XD ))

Solon sat up from the cold ground. It was dark, and looked like he was in a forest. Solon couldn't remember where he was or how he'd gotten there. All he knew was there was a boulder right by him with blood on it and his head was killing him. Oh crap, he thought, if a monster caused that blood, then I don't wanna stick around here! Solon jumped up, only to promptly fall down again. "Ouch," he muttered. "Or maybe I could sit here and... go to sleep..." He felt his head, and noticed blood was softly oozing out of it. "Aw man..."

Blank continued his walk, but he felt tired and faint. The berries were making him feel sick, but there weren't many other food options. "I should have stayed on the island," he thought to himself. He was exhausted. He took a seat on a log, not noticing it was rotted. It broke underneath him, and he fell backwards to the ground, hitting his head on a rock. Everything went black.

((SQUEEE!!! BOA!!! *Spazzing out* OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!! *Few hours later* OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGBOAOMGOMGOMG!!!! *Heart attack*))

"Yeah, let's go," Jas looks back at Harver, having already started her walk. "Can't waste time, we don't know just how fast those twelve hours are gonna go by."

(( O_O;;

Whoa don't kill yourself!  D= Try using less words and taking bigger breaths XD ))

Solon stood up, slower this time. He felt dizzy, but tried his best to ignore it so he could walk. There was a crunching sound behind him, but his senses were too dead to spin around. Instead he clumsily half-turned towards the noise. But by the time he got fully around to face what he thought he had heard, nothing was there. Though he thought he saw a shadow slink back into the darkness. Solon gulped. "Okaaaaaaay, I'm going now... Before the scary monsters that don't exist and are hopefully just a wild image of my imagination eat me..." he muttered, talking mostly to calm his nerves. With sloppy, loud steps he began walking towards the lighter side of the forest, hoping it would take him out. He still had a hand on his bloody head, and was growing less capable by the minute.

Lance shook his head. "This idiot will probably be of no use.." he mumbled to himself, walking along the beach. A few feet up lay Tav, unaware of Lance, who was the same. Lance then tripped over Tav, and fell on the sand. "....the heck was that?....A....human! Hey Josh!!!"

"What now?" Josh asked, being slightly annoyed that for some reason Lance and Josh always have to shout at eachother. He continued walking forward to Lance.

Lance took a deep breath. "I found this hitch-hiker," he replied, pointing at Tav.

"Alright then. What do you suppose we do?" Josh replied.

"Alright," Harver said, beginning to walk after Jas. "We'll see you guys later," he called back to the other two. He was eager to see if there were any more humans; if there were more of them, they would have a better chance of fighting off whatever was in that forest. The only downside would be that they could be easily heard, but if they split up into small groups, they wouldn't ALL be killed...

"Alright, lets go Davie!"

Running as fast as he could, Shu jumps off the Deck of the ship, landing semi-gracefully ((SP?)) on the sand below.

"AHH, what a nice day!"

"We try to wake him up," Lance nonchalantly replied, pouring ocean water on Tav.

Quote from: Shujinco on January 08, 2009, 06:28:13 PM
"Alright, lets go Davie!"

Running as fast as he could, Shu jumps off the Deck of the ship, landing semi-gracefully ((SP?)) on the sand below.

"AHH, what a nice day!"

David opted against telling Shu not to call him that, instead deciding to just follow him at a rather less enthusiastic pace. He knew that finding other people would increase their chances of survival should they need to fend off any monsters, but he also knew that they might find a bunch of completely useless morons who would turn out to be more of a liability

About twenty minutes go by, and Jas already finds herself bushing giant leaves out of her way as she walks further inland, through the forest. She takes note of fruit hanging from trees, food they could potentially eat, should they not catch any fish or game.

((Hooray for people not listening to Harver!))

Harver caught up with Jas. "Wait a minute, weren't we going to examine the coastline first?"

Solon continued stumbling through the forest. He probably shouldn't have been so loud in case a monster might hear him, but he wasn't thinking clearly at all. In fact, he couldn't remember anything about himself. And now he was starting to even question his surroundings. "When was I last in a forest?" he wondered out loud. "Wait a second... Who am I? Oh man... Did I drink last night or did I seriously drink last night, then get mugged?" Glancing at himself and his old, torn clothes, he figured the ladder. He quickened his pace, wanting to leave the forest as soon as possible so he could get some treatment, and get some answers.

((Oh yeah. ^^; Sorry, I was tired.))

"Guess I kinda let my stomach lead me," Jas laughs a bit as said stomach growls, and pulls down some fruits from one of the trees. "Sorry," she starts heading back towards Harver, back the way she came, examining her find. They seemed to be the sweet citrus type, like oranges or tangerines. 'Wait, tangerines...? Why does that sound familiar, like some sorta nickname?' Jas pictures a vague silhouette, but then quickly shakes it off and keeps going.

OoC// So I guess this completely disregards my previous post?  Oh well, I edited it :|

Tav woke up, couching and choking on the salty water.
"What th-"

Tav froze at the sight of the two boys.
Compose yourself Tav!
"Well, um, so there ARE people still alive, huh?"
Gosh you sound like an idiot.

Tav stood up and faced them.

((At least we didn't skip you.))

"Finally you're awake," Lance replied, putting out his hand. "Lance."

Solon continued walking, closer now to the end of the forest. Finally... God, I don't think I ever want to see another tree again after this, he thought. Then he heard a noise that made him stop. A few more feet and he'd be out... But the noises intrigued him. First he thought he heard talking... Human voices? But they were faint. And mixed with those voices was the sound of... snorting? Like... a pig? Oh man, Solon thought, shaking his beaten head. Since when could pigs talk? He looked back and forth between the end of the forest, and the intriguing assumption that he might have just stumbled on a talking hog. "I could be rich!" Solon suddenly exclaimed, thinking it over. He made a turn, heading horizontal to the exit, looking for the sound of the "talking" pig, forgetting completely about his head injury.

"It's okay," Harver said, walking alongside her. They had already gone quite a bit in, so it would take them a few minutes to get out of the forest. He suddenly stopped when he heard a voice not far off. It sounds... happy? He thought, reviewing the voice he had heard. It sounded like that of a human. "Jas, did you hear that?"

((Can we get a location check? DX))

((That'll be $45.47 please. Really though, I don't know exactly where everyone else is.))

"It sounds like someone yellin'," Jas says. "It could be one of the others, maybe our dinner, but he went the other way..." She sighs then turns around. "Time to go looking around again."

Solon crept down, ready to stalk the pig. He couldn't even remember his reason for wanting it. All he knew now was that he was going to get that pig, no matter what it would take. The snorting grew louder, and he could still hear the voices mixed in with it. "You're going to be mine, piggy," Solon whispered, a sadistic grin on his face. His thoughts were going to fame and riches, but his hand was going to his dagger. "Chow time."

Jas can hear rustling in the forest behind her. She starts stepping back, and putting her hands on the hilts of her blades. "I guess there really is something else out here."

Solon thought he saw the pig. He heard more snorting, and more of its apparent talking. It sounded as if the pig knew he was there. Solon caught sight of its curly, pink tail sticking out of a tree. "Heh, your mine now, piggy..." He quietly drew out his dagger, dropped into a crouch, and began sliding forward towards his prey.

Harver put his hand on the hilt of his sword as well, getting ready for anything that could jump out at them. ...We're being followed, but by what...?

Blank woke up in a daze and felt his head. There was a huge lump, and it hurt to touch. He stood up and looked down. His eyes widened. If he had fallen a foot to the left, he would have hit a sharp, pointed rock. "Woah." He had lost his sense of direction, so he headed in a random direction. His chosen path lead him to the South shore of the island. A chill ran down his spine as he thought of the time he spent on the other island, and he felt as if he'd stay alone forever. His stomach growled, and he noticed a coconut tree to his left. It was fairly tall, so he had to climb it. He carefully climbed toward the top, and stretched his arm out for his lunch... but lost his grip as he touched the coconut. Fortunately, the sand softened his fall. "Ow. Thank heaven for sa..." he stopped his sentence as the coconut he touched landed on his head, knocking him out yet again.

Solon hid behind the tree where he could visualize his prey. The tail he had seen for only a second soon disappeared when he had blinked. All I need to do is swing around this tree with my dagger, stab the beast, and bring it home for dinner, Solon thought, his initial idea of using the pig for commercialism now dead. "And then I can go home and celebrate a Thanksgiving dinner with my family," he began saying, not realizing it was out loud. He was becoming delirious now, the head injury getting more severe as it had gone untreated for so long.

"PIGGY!" Solon squealed, swinging around to the other side of the tree and clashing into someone, who was clearly not a pig at all.

(( assuming you guys are right behind the tree, that is. I don't know who Solon ran into... Next poster wins I guess :P ))

Harver didn't have time to unsheath his sword, as he was almost knocked over by a seemingly delirious man who had just cried out, "PIGGY!" As he regained his composure, he took his sword out from his belt.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Solon stood up and blinked at the guy in front of him. He was still clutching his dagger in one hand. But suddenly, he couldn't remember the use for it. 'What the hell do you think you're doing?'... What the hell do I think I'm doing? Solon was trying to think. He couldn't verify his past actions.

In the jump he had banged his head again, causing his injury to be more profound. "Doc..." he finally said, "I think we've got a problem." Then, he collapsed at Harver's feet.

"That can't be good," Jas cautiously takes a few steps before kneeling down by the knocked out Solon. "It hasn't even been two days and we run into some insane person... At least I think it hasn't been two days, but that's not the point."

((Starting THIS again, are we? xP))

((I've been absent for 3 days! 0_o))

((Also, I'm just going to assume T_L is walking with me now, if that's ok.))

Shu noticed that the woods were getting thicker as he walked further north.

Wow, it's getting thick. It's pretty dark in here.

"Hey David, you have light for when it gets darker, right? 'Cause I sure don't."

"Uh..." David did not have any light source with him. Oops. They really should have brought something with them, or at least looked for some on the boat. Hindsight was always so reliable.

"You, didn't... bring... ANYTHING?"

Shu looked at him with an incredibly dumbfounded look on his face.

"I did bring some things!" said David defensively. "Just not a lighter. Besides, what did you bring along, other than a malfunctioning gun?"

"But that's different, I'm NATURALLY unprepared!"

Shu turned to look at the ever increasing darkness.

"Why don't we just head back and say we didn't find anything?" said David. "Less work on our part."

"Laziness, I like that!"

(I'm tired of waiting for Xero.)

"He's not waking up... Probably dead." Josh said.

"Maybe. Besides, he hasn't moved since we got here," Lance replied. He sighed, then countinued. "If he wants to tag along, he'll wake up."

Quote from: Sh0rTi on January 11, 2009, 05:11:06 PM
"That can't be good," Jas cautiously takes a few steps before kneeling down by the knocked out Solon. "It hasn't even been two days and we run into some insane person... At least I think it hasn't been two days, but that's not the point."

((Starting THIS again, are we? xP))

(( Of course :P. Playing the "dude in distress" is way more fun then it looks XD. No wonder so many girls do it... ))

Solon jumped up with a gasp, hitting his head against Jas. "Ow..." he muttered. "Oh god, I've got the worse pain in my head... What happened?"

Quote from: Shujinco on January 12, 2009, 07:46:55 PM
"Laziness, I like that!"

"Thought you might," said David, walking back the way they had come. "Come on, before it gets dark."

Shu suddenly heard a noise. It sounded like something, BIG, crashing through the forest.

"Do you hear that David?"

Quote from: Shujinco on January 12, 2009, 08:44:08 PM
Shu suddenly heard a noise. It sounded like something, BIG, crashing through the forest.

"Do you hear that David?"

David sighed and nodded.

"Unfortunately, I hear it loud and clear."

"Oh man, why NOW?"

Shu took out his misfunctioning gun and held it at the ready.

"You ran into me, and thought I was a pig," Harver explained with a sigh. "It happened just a minute ago. You're saying you don't remember?" Just what we need; another lunatic. What, were all the smart people killed by this... thing?

Quote from: Birdie of Aces on January 12, 2009, 08:34:15 PM

Quote from: Sh0rTi on January 11, 2009, 05:11:06 PM
"That can't be good," Jas cautiously takes a few steps before kneeling down by the knocked out Solon. "It hasn't even been two days and we run into some insane person... At least I think it hasn't been two days, but that's not the point."

((Starting THIS again, are we? xP))

(( Of course :P. Playing the "dude in distress" is way more fun then it looks XD. No wonder so many girls do it... ))

Solon jumped up with a gasp, hitting his head against Jas. "Ow..." he muttered. "Oh god, I've got the worse pain in my head... What happened?"

"OW..." Jas rubs her forehead, the look on her face quite annoyed. She shakes her right hand, then back fists Solon, though she's able to restrain herself so no more damage is done to him. "That's what happened. Mind telling us what the hell happened to you?"

((Gonna take more than that if he's gonna go after Jas though. xD))

"Oh, crap," muttered David as he drew his sword. He knew that it probably wouldn't help much, but it was better than nothing.

(( Aww cmmon, Harver got the girl last time. And there seems to be a pattern where there is only one girl per RP XD ))

Solon sat in a daze "I... I can't remember..." He grabbed his head in pain. "What's... going on?"

Shu looked to his left.

"Crap"

All of a sudden, a big... something came rushing out of the woods, sending Shu flying straight into a tree.

"IT'S ONE OF THOSE THINGS! KILL IT DAVID!" Shu screamed, as he tried his best to get back up.

OoC// Life got busy, basketball and such.  I'm sorry about it.
IC//

"Just because they found you doesn't mean you can trust them."

Oh no... the voices are coming back.

"Wait.. Where are you going?" This time, Tav kapt a more reserved posture, standing in a defensive position, ready for a bad reaction out of the boys.

((One of the admins from the link in your sig banned me as soon as I clicked your link, Xero.))

"Nowhere in particular, at least, for me." Josh replied. "What about you?"

"Crap," said David. He backed away a few steps, then stabbed at the thing with his sword.

((What does it look like?))

((Uh... good question.))

((Make something up.))

((>_> <_<))

David slashed at the monster, hoping to hit it's heart.

((Who's controlling it?))

"Hm...." Lance thought deeply. "I think.....he should come with us. He seems....ok."

((Person posting at the time, I guess.))

*Click* *Click* *Click*

Shu's gun wouldn't go off.

"STUPID GUN!"

Picking up the nearest thing, a heavy log like thing, Shu charged at the monster.

"GRAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

Filled with a sudden need to kill something, Shu went beserk, hitting the monster as hard as he could and as fast he could.

"YOU WILL DIE BECAUSE I SAID SO!"

"'You will die because I say so'?" repeated David with a smirk as he watched Shu pound the monster. "And I thought my opinion of you couldn't get any lower."

He should probably help him, but it didn't seem like he needed it.

With the urgancy of battle, Shu's left eye turned white, just like it has many times before. Then, his nose started to bleed and his mouth started to foam, also like it had done before.

Shu didn't care, he wanted that beast dead.

WHOOSH! The big arm of the monster sent Shu sprawling, right into David.

David fell backwards as Shu slammed into him.

"Ow," he muttered, getting back up, rather winded. The monster was still standing. Crap. David reached for his sword, which had been knocked away from the impact. He picked up and held it in a defensive position.

Shu got up quickly. Pushing David aside, he yelled angrly. "OUT OF MY WAY!"

Charging at the monster, Shu swung as hard as he could. However, the log broke in half, rendering it useless.

Again, shu didn't care, as he lunged himself onto the monster's torso.

"When did Shu become useful?" thought David out loud as he stood up from Shu's sudden charge.

The Monster tried very hard to shake Shu off, trying to batter him with his massive hands and everything. But no matter what, Shu would not give up, still slowly climbing up the monsters torso. Eventually, he reached the neck area of the monster.

"YOU DIE NOW!" Shu said in a rage. Sinking his teeth deep into the juggular of the monster, Shu ripped a big piece of the monster's throat. However, seeing that the monster was not dead yet, Shu was not satisfied. Climbing over the monster's head, he wielded the sharper half of his now broken club, and stabbed repeatedly at the monster's head.

"What.... The.... Hell?" wondered David out loud. Before, Shu had been an idiot. Now, it seemed like he had gone berserk. He opted to stay back, in case Shu turned on him next.

Shu laughed hystarically. The monster was now obviously dizzy, partly because of his massivly bleeding throat, partly because Shu was now penetrating the thing's brain.

Finally, the huge beast fell. Shu was flung from the beast, but got back up immediatly, only to start stabbing it some more. After a while, Shu was now satisfied, knowing that the beast was WELL dead.

"I WIN! I ALWAYS WIN!" he screamed, and then collapsed into a heap.

OoC// Now I want to fight something  :'(  Is Shu, I don't know, human?

"I'm officially disturbed," remarked David, frowning at the gory mess. "Overkill?"

Shu, even through his unconciousness, could feel every bit of his body hurt. His arm was obviously broken; it was twisted the wrong way. The back of his head was bleeding from the numerous hits the monster made whilehe was attached to his torso. His back hurt from the same thing. And worst of all, his sternem ((SP?)) hurt from the thing charging at him. As well, he was bleeding in many various spots, and he lost a tooth.

And yet, none of this seemed to wake him, completely tuckered out from his ferocious battle.

((K, MX.))

Lance was just about to go to the boat when he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. It came gradually closer until....BAM! Lance is knocked to the ground a split-second after he saw a "Fire Dragon."

"Whew!" Lance sighed, getting up. "That REALLY hurt. He really has a chance against us."

(([sarcasm/]))

((I just noticed that a LOT of people are on our island.))

((Then get off. :|))

Josh went to aim his sniper, when the scope fell off. "Looks like since I lent you my scope, it won't attach correctly." Josh said to Lance. Josh was forced to aim without his crosshairs, which he didn't practice that much. He fired once, and missed. The second time he fired, the bullet nipped the wing. (Assuming it has wings.)

Quote from: Shujinco on January 13, 2009, 07:23:44 PM
Shu, even through his unconciousness, could feel every bit of his body hurt. His arm was obviously broken; it was twisted the wrong way. The back of his head was bleeding from the numerous hits the monster made whilehe was attached to his torso. His back hurt from the same thing. And worst of all, his sternem ((SP?)) hurt from the thing charging at him. As well, he was bleeding in many various spots, and he lost a tooth.

And yet, none of this seemed to wake him, completely tuckered out from his ferocious battle.

David weighed the benefits of leaving Shu here to rot, but finally decided to take him back. He hoisted his unconscious body over his shoulder and slowly made his way back to the ship.

Shu suddenly woke up with a start.

"WAAAAA! MONSTER!"

Flipping over, out of David's arms, Shu fell to the ground.

Looking around in amazment, he was wondering why the monster that was charging him had suddenly dissappeared.

"Wha? What happened?" Looking around, Shu eventually spotted the obviously dead monster lying there.

"Woah? Did you do that David?" It's obvious that he didn't remember the event that had just taken place.

"That's some serious butt kicking!"

Trying to get up, it was apparent that Shu was injured... EVERYWHERE. Ploping back down, he asked, "Man, what exactly happened? I remember something big charging me, and then nothing. And now my everything hurts. What happened?"

"The short version? You went freaky badass crazy and beat the thing up with a log and bit it's jugular out. Also, you basically destroyed it's brain," said David.

"HA, that's a good one Davie! I've never been strong in my life. I hate fighting. It just doesn't fit. Now, stop being modest."

David sighed.

"Okay, fine. I'll take the credit."

He wasn't in the mood to argue at the moment.

"Now that's better."

Looking at his arm, Shu noticed that something was wrong.

"Oh, look, my arm is broken!" He laughed. "Seriously though, thank you for saving me. I probably would have died without you." Shu sstuck his hand out twords David, hoping for a shake.

David rolled his eyes, but took Shu's hand and shook it. He knew he could probably hold this over his head later.

Quote from: Shujinco on January 13, 2009, 08:14:14 PM
((I just noticed that a LOT of people are on our island.))

((The island is pretty big. <_< It's the remains of a continent. Also,

1) Never create a NPC (ie. the monster you made up) for the sake of a battle. Also, never create one without having a plan for it, description, etc.

2) When you describe a big, vicious monster being killed by a teenager, it sounds pretty... I dunno, fake? On the borderlines of godmodding, imho.

Anyway, take that into account later in the RP. Since it's your first time, I won't ban you... yet.))

Quote from: LightningSword on January 14, 2009, 12:22:28 AM

Quote from: Shujinco on January 13, 2009, 08:14:14 PM
((I just noticed that a LOT of people are on our island.))

((The island is pretty big. <_< It's the remains of a continent. Also,

1) Never create a NPC (ie. the monster you made up) for the sake of a battle. Also, never create one without having a plan for it, description, etc.

2) When you describe a big, vicious monster being killed by a teenager, it sounds pretty... I dunno, fake? On the borderlines of godmodding, imho.

Anyway, take that into account later in the RP. Since it's your first time, I won't ban you... yet.))

((Yeah, that's true. But... how are we supposed to encounter anything if they don't come out of nowhere?) Gah, this is all so new to me!))

Quote from: LightningSword on January 14, 2009, 12:22:28 AM

Quote from: Shujinco on January 13, 2009, 08:14:14 PM
((I just noticed that a LOT of people are on our island.))

((The island is pretty big. <_< It's the remains of a continent. Also,

1) Never create a NPC (ie. the monster you made up) for the sake of a battle. Also, never create one without having a plan for it, description, etc.

2) When you describe a big, vicious monster being killed by a teenager, it sounds pretty... I dunno, fake? On the borderlines of godmodding, imho.

Anyway, take that into account later in the RP. Since it's your first time, I won't ban you... yet.))

(( Well,  I think the monster did sort of have a plan. It did raise questions as to what's up with Shujinco's character. If nothing else, it helped build his character and and show there is some strong energy within him, that seems to only present itself during the thrill of the kill. So at least it had a plan, although it was lacking a description or a set controller.

As for the godmodding thing. At least he recognized how much damage he took in return while killing the beast. He may have defeated it, but he pretty much destroyed himself in the process. I guess that call will have to wait for an actual explanation on why or how he was able to do that, and acted that way.

Sorry, didn't mean to argue with your statements. This is your RP, after all. I guess I'm just interested in where he's going with this. Plus, more RPers, the better... XD ))

Quote from: Shujinco on January 14, 2009, 10:04:55 AM

Quote from: LightningSword on January 14, 2009, 12:22:28 AM

Quote from: Shujinco on January 13, 2009, 08:14:14 PM
((I just noticed that a LOT of people are on our island.))

((The island is pretty big. <_< It's the remains of a continent. Also,

1) Never create a NPC (ie. the monster you made up) for the sake of a battle. Also, never create one without having a plan for it, description, etc.

2) When you describe a big, vicious monster being killed by a teenager, it sounds pretty... I dunno, fake? On the borderlines of godmodding, imho.

Anyway, take that into account later in the RP. Since it's your first time, I won't ban you... yet.))

((Yeah, that's true. But... how are we supposed to encounter anything if they don't come out of nowhere?) Gah, this is all so new to me!))

(( I think he means that the monsters you have attack should be there to strengthen the plot. Not just a random attack to drag out the scene so you have something else to do. Although, if what you were doing by that was showing your characters strange ability, I think it would work. Of course, it's LS's call, and still was a pretty random attack, regardless. ))

Gregg woke up. He was covered in sand. He had no idea how long he had been asleep, either. "Damn, my suit's all dirty... I hope my gun still works, who knows if it's filled with sand or something." He was still a bit sleepy, but he soon realized he was extremely hungry. He had to go get some food. A coconut or something.

((I'm alive! Woohoo! Someone find me now! >_>))

OoC//  Well, we SHOULD take what LS and BoA said into consideration...
IC//

"Since when were there monsters on this planet?"  Tav drew his hand-and-a-half sword, and got into position.  "This ought to be interesting, has anyone ever fought a dragon before?

OoC// You guys seriously have to consider that, the world was just freaking destroyed.  As far as our characters know, we're the only ones alive.  Why is there no emotion, no drama?  The world was just nearly destroyed, the landscape completely changed, and monsters are in existence.  I know I'm a horrible RPer, but try to keep these things in mind.

((Mainly because we're so insanely sad that our families are dead? We're trying to survive, not trying to hold onto memories.))

Quote from: Byte on January 14, 2009, 04:18:08 PM
((Mainly because we're so insanely sad that our families are dead? We're trying to survive, not trying to hold onto memories.))

((And my character is a complete ditz. :) ))

"No," was all that Lance replied, still keeping his eyes on the monster. It was now a scarce 20 feet.

Quote from: Marth Xero on January 14, 2009, 04:14:45 PM
OoC// You guys seriously have to consider that, the world was just freaking destroyed.  As far as our characters know, we're the only ones alive.  Why is there no emotion, no drama?  The world was just nearly destroyed, the landscape completely changed, and monsters are in existence.  I know I'm a horrible RPer, but try to keep these things in mind.

((They don't know that the world was destroyed. They just think that everything changed.

Also, Birdie, I love a debate. XD Thanks for arguing my points.))

Josh aimed his sniper once again, frantically trying to attach his scope. Snap. It clicked into place. He aimed it at the beast's head, and fired. Direct hit. Josh lowered his sniper, thinking he had slain the beast, when he saw it continuing in it's path. The bullet did crap. "...Shit." Josh mumbled to himself.

((Um....don't I control it, Red?))

"This is where I come in, at least according to all those fantasies I read as a kid, only a sword can kill these things."  Tav drew his sword, approached the Dragon, and took his stance.

OoC// So how does this work, do we just describe a battle?  

((I control it while we fight it.))

Quote from: JNeedForSpeed2014 on January 14, 2009, 08:07:42 PM
((Um....don't I control it, Red?))

((Yeah, you do control it. But I don't see how I controlled it at all. I only assumed it was "continuing in it's path" because you said, "It was a scarce 20 feet."  which I thought meant it was coming closer to you.))

Quote from: Red on January 15, 2009, 06:17:18 AM

Quote from: JNeedForSpeed2014 on January 14, 2009, 08:07:42 PM
((Um....don't I control it, Red?))

((Yeah, you do control it. But I don't see how I controlled it at all. I only assumed it was "continuing in it's path" because you said, "It was a scarce 20 feet."  which I thought meant it was coming closer to you.))

((But you said it was a direct hit, when I didn't . That is classified as GM'ing.))

Quote from: JNeedForSpeed2014 on January 15, 2009, 02:58:25 PM

Quote from: Red on January 15, 2009, 06:17:18 AM

Quote from: JNeedForSpeed2014 on January 14, 2009, 08:07:42 PM
((Um....don't I control it, Red?))

((Yeah, you do control it. But I don't see how I controlled it at all. I only assumed it was "continuing in it's path" because you said, "It was a scarce 20 feet."  which I thought meant it was coming closer to you.))

((But you said it was a direct hit, when I didn't . That is classified as GM'ing.))

((That's up for debate, because several paces DON'T count it as GM'ing. I'll admit, the fact it did nothing to the dragon is GM'ing (not really, but to your standards it is.) Plus, don't hold a double-standard, because you had no problem when I said it hit its wing.))

Quote from: Red on January 15, 2009, 03:13:44 PM

Quote from: JNeedForSpeed2014 on January 15, 2009, 02:58:25 PM

Quote from: Red on January 15, 2009, 06:17:18 AM

Quote from: JNeedForSpeed2014 on January 14, 2009, 08:07:42 PM
((Um....don't I control it, Red?))

((Yeah, you do control it. But I don't see how I controlled it at all. I only assumed it was "continuing in it's path" because you said, "It was a scarce 20 feet."  which I thought meant it was coming closer to you.))

((But you said it was a direct hit, when I didn't . That is classified as GM'ing.))

((That's up for debate, because several paces DON'T count it as GM'ing. I'll admit, the fact it did nothing to the dragon is GM'ing (not really, but to your standards it is.) Plus, don't hold a double-standard, because you had no problem when I said it hit its wing.))

((That's not the point. The point is, that, when you posted that it hit, which took control over my dragon. Look @ Mack's RP thread.))

((Stop acting like n00bs. Take it to PMs. Shut the intercourse  up. Thanks.))

((How about no? I see that LS isn't here and a page of pointless arguing. Like I'm gonna sit here and watch this n00bishness kill off a good RP. Don't go trying to tell me where my place is.))

Quote from: Red on January 15, 2009, 07:05:54 PM
((...Since this pertains to this thread, an this RP, I would suggest you keep quiet. I will take it to pms, since it's getting a little spammy, but your not in any place to say so. Also, J, do what you want. My braces are intercourse ing killing me, and I don't really care anymore.))

((  It was a smart idea to suggest to take it to PMs, for the sake of this RP. Godmodding might be one rule you feel sacred to protect, no matter how petty the issue was, but constant OOCing over absolutely nothing is another thing that we really don't need. Kthxbai. ))

((Dear lord, all of you be quiet.))

OoC// How about I just kill the gosh-danged thing already? =|  And before I do anything overly powerful, is there a magic element in this RP?
IC//


Tav leapt like he never jumped before, he was high above the dragon and aimed to stab the sword through the dragon.  "Have I done this before, it almost feels.. Natural." Tav muttered to himself, although he couldn't even here his own voice over the woosh of the air as he fell towards the dragon below him.


OoC// So, JNFS controls the dragon type thing?  And, uh, the whole GMing thing, it's a freaking sniper rifle against a huge target, it's be hard to miss it.

((Alright, time to take up my responsibilities as RP Creator. Red, you DID say it was a direct hit, which, in normal circumstances, would classify as GMing. However, you also said that the hit did no damage, which COULD make it justified... unfortunately, godmodding IS godmodding. Once again, I'll let this one slide.

The rest of you, stop whining about things like this. I'm here almost every day; I'll take care of it when I'm online.))

Harver sighed. He then heard a large rumbling not far from where they were. "What's that?"

Oh hey guys. Please, don't resort to this type of random as heck posting. If you have a problem with how things go, please pm the thread creator and or a moderator that knows a bit about RPing. We don't need things to turn ugly now, do we?

Now, back on track with the lot of you.

((Holy poop. I don't remember typing any of this. Yesterday I was on six pain killers (I swear my orthodontist is a intercourse ing idiot.) and some other medication, and today all of my family tells me I was an poop hole and didn't know when to stop. I guess that transposed here too. Now I feel like a intercourse ing idiot even more. :())

Josh looked at his gun; he had four shots left. He took two out of his pocket, and began loading them into his gun, which took a considerable amount of time, since this was a bolt-action weapon.

Quote from: Red on January 16, 2009, 06:31:08 AM
((Holy poop. I don't remember typing any of this. Yesterday I was on six pain killers (I swear my orthodontist is a intercourse ing idiot.) and some other medication, and today all of my family tells me I was an poop hole and didn't know when to stop. I guess that transposed here too. Now I feel like a intercourse ing idiot even more. :())

Josh looked at his gun; he had four shots left. He took two out of his pocket, and began loading them into his gun, which took a considerable amount of time, since this was a bolt-action weapon.

(( Wow, convenient excuse  :|. No, just kidding XD. But now that we all know your an irritating pill popper. The good news is, you didn't go one on one against a mod or something and get yourself banned. ))

Solon, still rubbing his head from the pain, looked up slowly at Harver. "Sounds big," he said. "Like one of those... car-things." He couldn't remember the name of a 'truck', or even knew that they might very well be the last few alive. All he knew was that he remembered nothing, and he was stuck in some forest with two others.

((Again, I'm going to assume T_L is walking with me back to the ship.))

Shu continued to walk, well, limp back to the ship with David. He was feeling very dizzy, and was hurting all over.

"Hey, David, can we... stop... for a moment. I feel like I'm going to throw up... or something."

((Sorry for that, Sh0rTi, LS, BoA, and inevitably Mack. I should've   taken it to PM's.))

The dragon was partially wounded by Tav's air strike. However, because it was hit, it began getting angry. Lance sighed. "Better get ready that gun, Josh."

"It can't be a car or anything like that," Jas sighs. "All of that stuff is gone. Ever since the world went outta control, everything modern's been destroyed except for us and a few other people."

"...Wh-What?" Solon replied, blinking up at her. The world's out of control? No! There was something... someone... I need to... ...I can't remember what it was that's so important anymore...

"How could this of happened," Solon whispered, not believing or understanding it. "I don't get it... This is too much to handle right now. My head hurts..."

"How about you just follow us for now?" Jas suggests, nodding her head in the direction her and Harver were originally going in. "Nobody really understands what happened. We just know that everything's gone."

"Gone..." Solon whispered again, shaking his head slowly. It wasn't registering too well. "Okay, I'll just... follow you..." He got up and shook himself off. "...Can't remember my life before anyway..."

Jas sighs, knowing that things probably aren't going to go so well once the situation that they are in clicks in Solon's mind. "Hmph, same here," she murmurs before continuing on. "Nothing left to do but keep going forwards."

"Agreed," Harver said. "However, there's the matter of that loud noise we just heard. What do you think we should do about it, umm..." He looked over at Solon. "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid we don't know your name yet."

"My name?" Solon tried to reach back and remember, but he couldn't. Nothing in his head from his past was coming together. The last thing he remembered was opening his eyes in front of these two. "I... don't remember," he confessed. "I can't remember anything..."

"Worse than I thought then," Jas tilts her head to the side a bit. "Well..." She stands there, wondering what they should call him. 'Geeze, it's trying to name a lost puppy! We could call him "Solon," after that one clumsy guy from that one book... It IS how I woulda pictured him.' She blinks a couple of times, but is still gazing at the other amnesiac.

((xD))

(( XD ...So DMDTS is a book in this world? ))

Solon blinked at Jas. "What are you staring at?" He looked down at himself, realizing he didn't even know what he looked like. He brushed some dirt off himself and looked back at Jas. "Well, there's just been some big thing or whatever you guys said happening here, wherever this is. Can't except me to look my best," he defended, brushing his face of any dirt that might have been on it.

"Huh?" Jas blinks again. "I wasn't staring. I was trying to figure out what the hell we're supposed to call you," she says. "Something bad pops up, and it's behind you. What are we supposed to do? 'Hey, you, move!' But by then it's too late because nobody would know who 'you' refers to... and constantly saying that gets kinda annoying after a while."

((It could be. xD))

"Oh, right..." Solon didn't have a clue what to call himself. He knew about just as much as these people. Maybe even less because they had a better view of him then he even did. "Did you come up with anything?"

Quote from: Shujinco on January 16, 2009, 01:18:53 PM
((Again, I'm going to assume T_L is walking with me back to the ship.))

Shu continued to walk, well, limp back to the ship with David. He was feeling very dizzy, and was hurting all over.

"Hey, David, can we... stop... for a moment. I feel like I'm going to throw up... or something."

"Fine," said David, pausing to allow Shu to puke or whatever it was he was going to do.

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"Oh, right..." Solon didn't have a clue what to call himself. He knew about just as much as these people. Maybe even less because they had a better view of him then he even did. "Did you come up with anything?"

"Yeah, how about Solon? You know, like that one clumsy guy from that one book."

"No, I didn't," Jas responds, sighing. "It wouldn't really be my choice anyways. I mean, it's your name. We could always go with 'Blondie,' or "Goldilocks," she says grinning, and obviously just messing around to lighten the mood.

"Oh my god! Like, how dare you make fun of my hair color!? You do realize that it's my DNA that chose it, and I don't have a choice in the matter!

...Wait, I'm blonde?"

Solon felt his hair and pulled a piece down to look at it. "Hm, I have blonde hair," he noted. "What color are my eyes?" He opened them wider so she could see the electric blue color better.

"Hm?" Jas stops grinning, and takes the time to look at Solon's eyes. "They're blue... Light blue." 'And by forgetting everything, I guess he meant everything.'

Harver sighed, quickly growing impatient. "Maybe we should settle all this out when we get back to the ship? Standing in the middle of a dark forest where creatures we know nothing about could kill us at any moment doesn't seem like a good idea to me."

"Creatures?" Solon looked around him, then turned towards Harver. "Okay. So I can come with you guys back to this ship, then?"

"He said 'we'," Jas states. "So no, that wouldn't include you," she says sarcastically. "But really. Come on, let's keep looking around."

"Okay," Solon agreed, although he still wasn't sure what was going on. "So... Which way are we going? Oh, and what did you two call yourselves again?"

"I'm Harver, and this is Jas," he said, motioning to the brunette next to him.

"Harver, Jas," Solon said, acknowledging their names. "Ha, it's kind of funny that I know your names before I even know my own... Well, anyway, which way are we headed?"

"Back towards the coast," Jas starts walking in that direction. She's already some distance away, seeing how hasty she can get. "That's where we were supposed to be searching. It's kinda my fault that we're in this forest, but that shouldn't matter now..."

Solon followed her, taking in his surroundings. "So, what exactly are we looking for?" he called out, feeling stupid for having so many questions. He was starting to feel like a nuisance, too, and the last thing he wanted was for these people to kick him out of their group. He wasn't sure what they were like yet, so he couldn't avoid pushing their buttons if he said or did something wrong.

"More people to eat," the girl says nonchalantly, waving her hand around to make it seem like such a thing was ordinary. She's sure that Harver would be annoyed with her for bringing the cannibalism joke back up, and that Solon would want to avoid her from this point on, but man the tension and mood is killing her. "Maybe a rat or two for roasting as well, but mainly more people."

"O-Oh," Solon stuttered. "So... This is what we do now? I mean, there isn't any more food left on this world? We've got to... eat each other? Er, so, uh, does this mean you're going to eat me? Because, you don't have to! You know, I could, become one of you. I'll eat a human, I can be a cannibal! For all we know, I was one before this. And, I bet I taste really bad, too. Oh, and you know what else is perfect? I have really sharp teeth! Yeah, that'll help me bite through the tough skin! And that means we could call me Hannibal Lector! But, if you're going to eat me, could you please give me a heads up?" Solon continued rambling on and on, scared, confused, and completely oblivious. His amnesia was leaving him with almost no people skills at all.

By the time Solon gets to that last question, Jas is mentally rolling around and laughing. "Well, some of us have to be kept alive for reproduction purposes... But don't count on it, delicious-looking one. That's why we all sleep with one eye open around here." A twig snaps, cracking through the eerily quiet day. "Watch you back," she looks back, grinning hungrily.

Solon turned white. "Reproductive purposes..." He followed, cautiously, once in a while glancing at Harver. "Um, so, can I be kept for that?" He wasn't sure he wanted to be here. Were these people for real? Then again, Solon reasoned, it'd be much easier to be part of the cannibals, then hiding in fear, not knowing where they'd strike next.

"Don't worry; she switches off," Harver said reassuringly to Solon.

"Of course," Jas continues to make her way out of the forest. She lets the silence of the pause take over for a few moments. "But you still won't be guaranteed the promise of living the next day, hour, minute, second. Whenever we need to eat, we eat. Whoever happens to be the most vulnerable... well it sucks to be them."

((Nice way to call Jas a ho' LS. xD))

Solon couldn't help but worry. But he was sleep-deprived, had amnesia, and just found out the world was destroyed - or something like that - he could have been easily set off. But now, he didn't feel like he'd be able to get any sleep when he was walking with a girl claiming to be a cannibal.

"It's the middle of the night, you can't be hungry now," Solon argued. "Maybe, we should just, uh, sleep. Didn't you say there was some ship? Can't we just go back there, sleep, and, uh, figure all this out in the morning? I don't know how many more surprises I can handle..."

((Last time I checked, it was still day. 0.o;))

Jas takes a couple of steps, but then stops and falls to the forest floor, now in a fit of laughter. "Hahaha! Oh wow, I-I'm sorry. I had to see if you would believe that one," she gasps between giggles. "Ev- haha! Everyone was just so awkward... hehehehe... and tense and tight-assed," Jas starts to pull herself back up to her feet. "I just HAD to. Really though," her composure is regained as her laughing slowly dies down.

"We came out here to explore, see what or who else we can find. Obviously you're out here with us, lost. Now we're just seeing what else we can find."

((g2g night!))

((Shorti's right. It's about midday now.))

((Not that much time has passed since I last posted, right? I only haven't posted because Blank is still unconscious, but this was based on the idea only a little time has passed.))

(( Oh, really? I swore I read posts earlier on that suggested it was later evening, but my bad. ))

Solon stared blankly at Jas. Then his brows furrowed. "Totally not funny!" he snapped. But a small smile appeared on his face as he watched Jas laughing. "Well, maybe a little," he muttered, "but not really..."

It took Jas a few minutes to continue walking. She's still laughing occasionally, but looks back at Solon again. "Hey, I said I was sorry," an innocent look is on her face.

"Didn't anyone ever teach you not to mess with a person who has amnesia?" Solon asked, but he was grinning now, too. "But, if I had to choose one time to get amnesia, maybe now is the best. If what you guys are saying is true about the whole thing with the middle of a world crisis, or whatever is going on..." He had a question about that ordeal. No, that was an understatement. He had a million questions. He still wasn't sure what was going on. All he knew is he woke up without a memory, and apparently without a family or home to go back to. Not like it mattered that much to him, he couldn't remember any friends or family anyway. Still, something was bugging him... something he wished he could remember.

Shu sat on the nearest rock he could find. He figured the blood loss was the reason why he was feeling like this, among other things.

"Dude, I'm feeling... TERRIBLE right now. Ugh."

((Dangit! Where are MXero or Red!?))

Quote from: Shujinco on January 19, 2009, 08:43:43 AM
Shu sat on the nearest rock he could find. He figured the blood loss was the reason why he was feeling like this, among other things.

"Dude, I'm feeling... TERRIBLE right now. Ugh."

"Well, you were just brutally mauled," said David. "Maybe there's a first aid kit on the ship."

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Quote from: Shujinco on January 19, 2009, 08:43:43 AM
Shu sat on the nearest rock he could find. He figured the blood loss was the reason why he was feeling like this, among other things.

"Dude, I'm feeling... TERRIBLE right now. Ugh."

"Well, you were just brutally mauled," said David. "Maybe there's a first aid kit on the ship."

"That's...true. We should... probably...get going..."

Shu drifted off for a moment, before snapping back awake.

"NO, we... gotta keep going!"

((Text effects!))

Quote from: Birdie of Aces on January 18, 2009, 12:40:19 PM
"Didn't anyone ever teach you not to mess with a person who has amnesia?" Solon asked, but he was grinning now, too. "But, if I had to choose one time to get amnesia, maybe now is the best. If what you guys are saying is true about the whole thing with the middle of a world crisis, or whatever is going on..." He had a question about that ordeal. No, that was an understatement. He had a million questions. He still wasn't sure what was going on. All he knew is he woke up without a memory, and apparently without a family or home to go back to. Not like it mattered that much to him, he couldn't remember any friends or family anyway. Still, something was bugging him... something he wished he could remember.

"I know that too," Jas pushes the thick branches out her way as she continues to make her way out the forest. "All but a blur of my memories are gone. World crisis is an understatement, but it'd still be kinda nice to remember what used to be here."

OoC// JNFS, feel free to progress the RP if I'm inactive.  I might be for the next few days D:  And I hope neither of you mind if I do the same if you two don't post for a little while.
IC//

Tav landed.  "That. Was. AWESOME!  I had no idea I could do anything like th-"  Tav froze, suddenly remembering that there was a dragon involved.  It's time to take this seriously, get ready dragon 'cause I'm coming!  Tav ran at the dragon, sword drawn with blood on his mind.

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Quote from: Triforce_Luigi on January 19, 2009, 10:58:45 AM

Quote from: Shujinco on January 19, 2009, 08:43:43 AM
Shu sat on the nearest rock he could find. He figured the blood loss was the reason why he was feeling like this, among other things.

"Dude, I'm feeling... TERRIBLE right now. Ugh."

"Well, you were just brutally mauled," said David. "Maybe there's a first aid kit on the ship."

"That's...true. We should... probably...get going..."

Shu drifted off for a moment, before snapping back awake.

"NO, we... gotta keep going!"

((Text effects!))

David rolled his eyes and continued walking towards the ship.

"If you fall asleep on the way, I'm not stopping to wake you up," he said

"Alright...fine by me."

Shu lifted himself up slowly off of his rock, and proceded to walk in the direction of the ship.

The dragon flew at Tav also. The two collided, knocking the dragon partially back. Lance suddenly rushed forward, teying to surprise the dragon. However, it merely evaded with ease.               

Quote from: Sh0rTi on January 19, 2009, 12:52:56 PM

Quote from: Birdie of Aces on January 18, 2009, 12:40:19 PM
"Didn't anyone ever teach you not to mess with a person who has amnesia?" Solon asked, but he was grinning now, too. "But, if I had to choose one time to get amnesia, maybe now is the best. If what you guys are saying is true about the whole thing with the middle of a world crisis, or whatever is going on..." He had a question about that ordeal. No, that was an understatement. He had a million questions. He still wasn't sure what was going on. All he knew is he woke up without a memory, and apparently without a family or home to go back to. Not like it mattered that much to him, he couldn't remember any friends or family anyway. Still, something was bugging him... something he wished he could remember.

"I know that too," Jas pushes the thick branches out her way as she continues to make her way out the forest. "All but a blur of my memories are gone. World crisis is an understatement, but it'd still be kinda nice to remember what used to be here."

"Not knowing makes it easier to forget," Solon said, wondering if that even made sense. "How long has it been?" he finally asked, following her.

"It's been a day," Jas puts a hand on her head. "Maybe two. I could be wrong since I was knocked out, and kept going unconscious more than you in DMDTS."

"Wow, more then me in DMDTS? I don't believe that's possible. A day or two? Wow, I must have been in a coma," Solon replied, scratching the back of his head as he thought. He frowned, a sadder thought entering his mind. "If everything has been wiped out... It sounds like there won't be much for me to use to strike my memory..." He thought about starting completely over, in case that happened, and began wondering more about himself. "I wonder how old I am, and what my real name was, and if I was in a relation-" But then he stopped. That word reminded him of something... Was I dating someone before this? Was I married before this? A relationship... There's something about a relationship...

"Relationship...?" Jas looks back at Solon, tilting her head to the side slightly. "I take it you remembered a little bit of something?"

"No, not exactly," Solon replied, clearing his head. "I feel like I'm missing something important though, and that word really struck the feeling in me..."

Tav tried to catch the Dragon off-guard while it was evading Lance with a quick swipe towards its head.

The dragon was barely nicked by Tav's blade. It then focused its energy on Tav, rushing forward in his direction.

Off-balance from his rush, Tav can only quickly throm his blade up in an attempt to stop the onrushing Dragon.
Right then, an image of a peaceful home appeared in his mind. "No! This is not the way to end!"  Tav said with a new measure of desperation.

Meanwhile, Lance tries to think of sometging. A crazy idea popped into his head. "Tav! Dragons are SLOW on land! If we cut his wings..."

((Sorry I haven't posted in a while. Midterms SUCK.))

"That's not a bad idea." Josh said, after hearing what Lance had said. He aimed through his scope, an fired a bullet at the joint that connects the wing to the body.

OoC// So my character is off-balance, hopelessly throwing his blade in the air to try to stop an advancing dragon, and it doesn't attack?  That's kinda boring. :|
IC//

"Whatever you say..."  Roy said to himself as he rolled out of the way. 
"Hey! Attack him from that side so I can get it from behind!"  I wonder how intelligent this creature is... Wait, focus on the fight!

The dragon, preoccupied with Tav, fell prey to Josh's bullet. However, the wing would need a lot more damage.

"Ok guys," Lance instructed Josh and Tav,"we strike on 3....One....Two.......THREE!"

Lance runs in the dragon's direction, hoping for backup.

Quote from: Birdie of Aces on January 20, 2009, 05:50:50 PM
"No, not exactly," Solon replied, clearing his head. "I feel like I'm missing something important though, and that word really struck the feeling in me..."

((Love triangles! xD))

"Hmm," Jas nods and steps out the forest she wandered into, now tossing one of the citrus fruits in her hands up and down. 'At least the word that clicked in his mind seems to be significant,' she sighs, now trying to pick a new direction to go in. 'While I come up with something weird like Tangerines. But I did just barely picture someone...' At this point, Jas isn't paying attention to anything.

David followed Shu back to the ship.

Blank remained unconscious.

Harver emerged from the forest, still hearing rampaging noises. This is unsettling... what's going on here?

After a little while of walking, Shu exited the woods. First he could see the sands, then the ocean, and eventually the ship.

"YES! Finally... I... can rest!"

Shu continued twords the ship, still heavily in pain, still very woozy.

Solon followed Harver out, noticing the noises as well. "Should we check out what that noise is and where it's coming from?" he asked Harver.

"Not sure," Harver said in reply, shifting uncomfortably. "It's most likely dangerous, whatever it is, but at the same time, I'm curious to see what we're up against here... Jas?"

David followed Shu to the ship, rather tired after the encounter with the monster.

"Man, this sucks," Lance complained. "We should kill this thing quickly." With that, he proceded to lure the dragon toward him, hoping that they would kill it. After all, it was 3:1, what could go wrong?

"We could always come back to explore the coast," Jas looks in the direction of the odd growling and crashing. "If whatever that is doesn't kill us off... but that's a whole different story."

Shu was no aboard the ship. "Finally," he sighed. "I can rest."


Shu crouched down on the floor of the ship, eventually sitting on it, then lay down. "I'm... just... going to... lay here... a...bit, ok?" And with that, Shu fell asleep.

As he lay unconscious, Blank dreamed of a world with dragons and monsters. In his dream, he looked around, "What has the world come to? This is the outcome of an apocalypse? This simply isn't real."

Blank never woke back up, a wolf had found his unconscious body and had his meal.

/signing out. Peace, "Don't Panic".

"Sounds like a plan!" Solon agreed, bounding off towards the noise. His new-found curiosity was at a peak, and he simply wasn't going to ignore this strange sound. 'This is exciting, I can feel the adrenaline kicking in, too,' Solon thought, a wide grin on his face. He turned to face the two others and shouted, "C'mon, you guys coming or what?"

Lance sighed. 'Are they DEAF!?' he thought, bracing himself for the dragon's attack. He held his gunblade in a way so that he was ready to strike. Using all of his upper body strength, Lance ran up and struck the dragon right below his head and thrusted his blade into its jugular (sp?), instantly killing it.

OoC// GMING BANBANBANBANBANBANBANBANBAN
IC//

"Hmph."
If it was that easy, why didn't he do that earlier? "So, now what?"

"You guys have to be joking. You "say" you'll help me, but you do what? You sit around here while I bust my ass trying to save our lives. I should kill you both right here and now, but......" Lance didn't finish his lecture, however, as he slowly stooped down to the ground and fell over, unconscious.

OoC// Sorry, my life is busy  D=  What time of day is it?  Towards night?
IC//

I was the one being attacked, smart one. Roy muttered to himself looking at the unconscious body in front of him.
Wasn't I?  Huh...  Roy dragged Lance's body towards the mountainside, and started to set up a small camp.

Name: Haruko

Gender: Male

Age: 23

Appearance: He has brown, disheavaled hair that he never bothered to comb ever since the apocalypse. His eyes are a light shade of blue and he has a large scar going accross his face. He has only worn a white T-shirt, which is now a sort of grey-brown, and some pants that are about as short as regular shorts due to them being ripped.
Weapon: Uses a sword or an axe depending on his mood

Personality: He normally is a very optimistic guy and will generally try to avoid fighting unless it would be out of self-deffence or friendly sparring. He uses a normal sword when fighting like this However, ever since the apocalypse, he has obtained a split personality, practically his opposite. He even refers to his other personality as his "second self." He is always irritated in this state of mind and gets angry quite easily. He uses a large battle axe to fight when he is his "second self."

Biography: He lived a normal life and was fairly nice to just about everyone he met. When he became a teenager, he began taking lessons in sword fighting. Most of his family was killed when the apocalypse occurred. The only one who could have survived was his younger brother. Haruko then went through a brief period where he went mad for a month. He did eventually come back to his senses and now wanders the land searching for his younger brother.

Starting Point:Traceasa

Shu mumbled in his unconciousness.

"Put the... lime in... the... coconut and... drink it all up."

Even through his unconciousness, he could still feel the pain, although not as much of it. He could still feel his arm (which had snapped in half), his ribs (Probably bruised, but could also be broken), and his head, among other things.

David smirked as Shu mumbled. He looked out in the direction that Harver and Jas had gone to see if they were coming back soon.

Tav had a fire and a small shelter set up just next to the mountain.  He hiked up a little and found a ledge to sit on.  He put a blade of grass in between his lips, and leaned forward onto his knees. "If only I could remember...  If only I knew what happened...  If only I knew what to do next."

Lance slowly arose, noticing the small camp. He tried to stand up, but quickly noticed a sharp pain in his leg. After falling 3 times, he finally gave up.

Hearing movement from below, Tav quickly hurried down the mountain side.
"Yeah, you probably shouldn't put weight and that.  I'll try to make you a crutch if I can find a good stick..."

Lance sighed. "Sure, seeing as there aren't any more dragons around here." He sighed again.

Quote from: LightningSword on December 26, 2008, 07:42:04 PM
Do you give up, or do you continue?

I give up. :(

((Get out of this thread!!!!!))

Tav looked around for a sturdy enough stick to make into a crutch or cane for Lance.  He found a tree with a big branch, perfect sized.  Huh... He drew his sword and leaped into the air, bringing the sword down in front of him, cutting the branch clean off the tree.

He turned around and walked back to camp.

OoC// Ike's fair ftw. >_<

Lance waited patiently, not wanting to aggravate someone trying to help him.

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((Get out of this thread!!!!!))

((I guess I should, because that's the end of my story. :())

((I do hope that this is a misunderstanding.))

((God darn n00b. Stop posting. Now.))

Tav silently walked back into camp.  " I can't really carve it into a more comfortable shape, but you should be able to lean against this."

Tav sheathed his sword and sat down.

"So what now?  This woorld looks like it's been halfway to Hell and back, and as far as I know, us three (two? >_<) could be the only ones alive.  Do you have anywhere to go?"

Lance nodded, grateful. Slowly standing up, he chuckled. "This makes me feel like I'm sixty," he joked. Putting on a more serious face, he continued,"But as you said, we've been through a lot, and I've heard tragedy can make you feel older."

"That it can," said Josh, walking forward. He sat down, and began reclining backwards, until he was looking strait up. He put his hands behind his head, and took a deep breath.

((Happy Xero? D=))

Lance sighed. "Well, I guess we'll get good sleep tonight." He heard a wolf howl. "But....just to be on the safe side, we'll take turns keeping watch, ok?"

"Hmph, I'll take first watch."  Tav walked back up the mountain side, finding a place where he could see the camp and everything around it.