∫trαη∂ℯ∂ [ A Survival RP - closed ]

[princess pudding]

Mercedes slowly rose to her feet, swallowing back a mouthfull of blood. "Ugh..." she groaned, blinking the fuzziness out of her vision and looking round, trying to balance herself on the tipping earth. "Is anybody..." she stumbled over a rock but managed to catch herself from hitting the ground again. She'd never been drunk or even drank before, but she had a good feeling this is what it felt like.

The next five minutes went by quite fuzzy. As the small seventeen year-old stumbled towards the clouding smoke, she found a restless body among the weeded fern. She stopped in her tracks, both hands covering her mouth, but the scream still escaped her bleeding lips. "MUM!" Pip scrambled down to her knees and fell her mother's pulse, bloodied tears beading up in the corners of her eyes, "Mum! Mum, are you okay? Wake up! Wake up, Mum!" No pulse. No breathing. Nothing. Mum was...gone. Pip crumpled beside her mother, swallowing back a mortified sob and began to shudder violently.

Try waking up on a remote beach after being stuck on a plane for three hours. Now picture it on flames with what’s left of that plane, and add a few dead bodies and screaming passengers. Still enjoying the view? He didn’t think so. After waking up to a humming plane engine ready to blow and pitiful screaming, Daxius was very aware of what had gone on. Or, at least, he had an idea. For thirty minutes now he’d been trying to tell himself he was dreaming or in a coma, but that didn’t make him feel much better and it wasn’t moving him or the frightened passengers away from the dangerous engine. Dax had gone camping before, but never really a plane crash expedition on a beach. What could he possibly do?

[Foe Paw]

(Isn't that the third time you post that, Haru?)

He looked around for survivors. There was a teenager crying for her mother; he passed his clouded eyes through her and continued looking around. A dizzy brunette; she seemed too nauseated to help. There was also a tan boy who only seemed half confused, and a black-haired girl who was in her feet and walking. He decided she'd be the best one to ask right now, followed by the boy. His mouth was too dry, and the breath too short, for him to actually speak loudly, so he staggered closer of Jazlyn.
"Hello", he said in a light tone, speaking both for her and to Daxius. "Are you two whole?", he asked, tipping the head to the side before noticing she probably wouldn't understand it. He... wasn't particularly clear-headed, it seemed. "Are you wounded?"

[Dawnbreeze10210]

Jazlyn looked at him slightly surprised someone was actually able to function. "No, not seriously. A sprained wrist, bruises, and scratches." she shrugged "No big deal....yet." she glanced at the two guys both older then her by maybe a few years. The other maybe only one.

[princess pudding]

[ Yeah, I'm just re-posting it until he finds someone to roleplay with, so others can look at it. ^^ You haven't seen that before? xD]

Mercedes leaned over, but didn't throw up. She was too jostled up to even think about whatever was left in her stomach to leave. She blinked a few times and straightened up, mortified by the many dead bodies around her. This couldn't be real...And just when she was finished with the modeling shoot. It's not like Mum and Dad will take much to it, she thought bitterly, whiping blood from her bruised cheek.

Dax slowly lifted his head, blinking at the boy with silent eyes. Was he wounded? No. It seemed as if he had gotten out with just a few scratches and a knick to the head. The scattered bodies reminded him how close he had been to death, and a shiver went up his spine. "No," he finally replied, voice hoarse and strangled to escape his cut and bruised lips. "...Why?"

[Foe Paw]

(Yes, I did. All of the times. :I )

"Nice", he smiled, feeling a strong taste of blood in his mouth. Probably had stained his teeth red, he thought, closing his mouth quickly, slightly embarassed. Why he was wasting time thinking about the estethic troubles of blood-stained teeth... ? The two girls he spotted earlier seemed to be slowly waking up. Maybe they'd rather have some time to recompose themselves before actually doing something useful.
He pointed to the overhead compartment, being careful not to raise his arm in a painful angle. "Can any of you open the compartment and get whatever luggage there is up there? I'd help, but I won't."

[Dawnbreeze10210]

Jazlyn looked down at the guy and at the bruised and cut lips. She sighed softly and gently dabbed her wet sleeve on his lips to help settle the swelling and such. She didn't blush or anything except for her lips pressing into a thin line. She looked up at the other guy "Are you hurt?" she asked first.

[Foe Paw]

(Can you distinguish the two 'guys' you just interacted with, Dawn? Your last post was a little confusing.)

[wolfie.]

Eric opened his eyes to bright sunlight. His back was pressed unmercifully into the sandy ground, and one of his ankles was in an akward - and painful - position. Confusion made him shake his head, as if that might clear it. A few moments layer, after taking in his pitiful surroundings, Eric remembered what had happened. The scene replayed in his mind, and his gut suddenly churned, as if he might puke. He contained himself and glanced around, realizing with a horrified start that he didn't yet know if his little sister had survived the crash. He sat upright and scrambled to his feet, relieved that he had no serious injuries, apart from his ankle, which he assumed had a minor sprain. There was a slight moment of light headedness, but he recovered quickly and began to search the shoreline for Dahlia.

[princess pudding]

[ I know c: I just tend to re-post things if they aren't responded to. Sorry for the confusion~ ]

It didn't take her long to overcome the dizziness. After all, she'd done rough stunts for modeling and had to get over such things. Of course, a plane crash was different...Sades felt sick to her stomach and her whole body was throbbing. Swallowing back the pain, she began to limp towards the plane, her eyes casted over a small group: Two boys and a girl, looking for luggage, it seemed. "That things going to blow," she croaked, gesturing towards the churning engine.

Pip didn't normally cry; only on late nights when no one was around and she was having troubles. But her tears wouldn't bring Mum back, so she quietly stood up and brushed a hand over her mother's cold cheek, swallowing back a sob and coving her mouth. First Dad...and now Mum? This had to be a dream. Little Pip turned and stumbled out from the green jungle, gasping and shuddering, her eyes clouded with shock.

Dax glanced towards the flaming cockpit and blinked in hesitation. Beside it, the engine looked ready to burst, if not fling it's churning blades at them. "Of course," he managed meakly, giving his head a bland nod and brushing past the boy. If they were going to survive the next few days stranded, they needed supplies. When the black-haired girl began to dab at his lips, he didn't object; normally he'd prod an amused joke at her, but that obviously wasn't going to happen. Instead he flashed her a thankful- and slightly akward-look.

[Dawnbreeze10210]

((ok sorry xD she dabbed the lips of Daxius and asked if your character was hurt Luinon.))

Jazlyn looked in the direction of the plane with a tiny nod to Daxius before turning to the other. "Are you hurt?" she repeated.

((Luinon what is your characters name xDD))