Stranded (Game thread)
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				Title: <strong>Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Awesomesauce</strong> on <strong>11-09-2012, 08:52:51</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 36pt;" class="bbc_size"><del><span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>Stranded</strong></em></span></del></span><br><br>Dimitri sighs as he lets himself fall on his bed after a long day. A soft smile adorns his face, as he remembers all of the fun moments he had managed to amass during his two week vacation. ' Two weeks huh. . .' He mutters to himself as he now sits up, taking out his iphone before beginning to surf a bit on the web. He soon finds the trips itinerary. &lt; Huh? It said we'd be arriving in two more weeks. .Why is it at three now? &gt; He ponders, before he clicks one of the links right besides the notice. ' Eh. .Changing routes. .Well, guess I can't complain. I get to stay here longer, with all the hot chicks and other cool people!' He finally states somewhat loudly, not thinking anybody could hear him before he drifts off to a small sleep. . .<br><br><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>' Captain! ' Shouts one of the sailors as he barges into the man's room. The Captain is a rough looking, elderly sailor, who looks every bit his age. He has various scars and wrinkles, though they probably don't number even to 10% of his maritime experience. ' Come look! You -GOTTA- look!' Shouts the sailor as he grasps the man's hand and quickly begins to pull him towards the side of the ship. The Captain grumpily complies, muttering about the current generation before he suddenly stops, his eyes widening greatly at the sight of what lies right in front of the ship. ' Mother of God. . .SOUND ALL THE ALARMS! EVACUATE EVERYBODY! ' He finally shouts, albeit too late. Something seems to actually attract the ship, causing it to travel faster towards an impossible amount of whirlpools and various pointy rocks, and once it crashes, it is sure to wake everybody up. The Ship spins on the whirlpools while the rocks destroy a big chunk of its heart, tearing it apart before it is hurled towards the shore of an island nearby, at great speeds... Luckily for some people, the ship manages to make it very close to the shore, flipping onto its side. Rooms are now upside down, and most people would probably fall down onto the sea. . .Some unlucky souls are pierced by various beams that collapse, or drown in their sleep, perhaps even die of shock. .But a few people manage to swim to the shore, some able to grab more of their belongings than others.</strong></span><br><br>Dimitri suddenly bolts awake as the sirens sound, only to be hurled across his room. He had fallen asleep wearing his regular attire, consisting of jeans, black sneakers, a red polo T-shirt and a black hoodie on top of it. After all, he liked to set his air conditioner at low temperatures, though he wore that hoodie. As soon as he stands up, his eyes widen at the feeling of his feet sliding along the floor. The ship was tilting onto its side, and he had very little time to act. He quickly tries to pull himself up, to no avail. Luckily for him, however, he hadn't unpacked much and most of his belongings remained inside a big nike bag he had left in front of his bed, which ironically, was now speeding towards him as he tried to pull himself up. The bag quickly hits him in the head, causing him to let go of whatever he was holding onto before the strap miraculously slides into his torso as he falls down to the water. . .<br><br>Once inside the water, he stares in panic with wide eyes at all the people attempting to save themselves. Many of those unfortunate people were stuck inside their rooms, others suffered unfortunate accidents, but Dimitri realizes that he cannot help them. .So he focuses on getting himself down to the shore, willing to help whoever he found swimming along the way. .
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>11-09-2012, 09:58:22</strong>
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				Kat laid down on the bed, her eyes looking at the small pocket knife belonging to her dead brother. Strange that such a strange object could hold such a value to Kat, it was the last thing her brother gave her right before he died. She smiled as she looked at the knife hanging from her neck, it was something unusual to have as a keepsake however she could not part from it, "Brian, I hope you are doing okay in heaven. I am taking care of your present like it was the most precious gift ever. Weird huh? such a big thing hanging from my neck, a knife. I know you gave it to me so I could have it in case anything happened but I will never use it". She smiled moving the strand of her red hair behind her ear, kissing the knife she turned to her side and quickly fell asleep. She was wearing a comfortable long shirt and panties, she never wore bra to bed because they were clearly uncomfortable. <br><br>While she was sleeping she felt the ship started to shake, the vibrations started growing and growing and then the alarms went off. She sat on the bed and looked around, she was about to get out of the bed before something knocked her back on it. She felt something keeping her pinned on the bed, the room was moving all over the place. Stuff were being broken and shattered through all the room. She screamed out loud, her eyes looking around at the falling things all over the room. Her eyes went wide as she saw the end of the room literally start to split in half, the sound that the wall made as it cracked filled the room as she just screamed out loud. <br><br>From that moment on everything happened so fast. Her body was thrown away from the room and feel directly into the water, the sudden hit from the water made her gasp for breath but water came in so she had to swim up. When she reached the surface she looked around, there was a small island near her where she could swim. She had no idea how to swim well in these conditions. She started swimming to shore, doing the best she could since she really didn't wanted to die out here in the middle of the sea. When she touched sand she smiled and fell down on the soft surface tired and without any strength. Her shirt now revealed her almost naked figure since it became transparent because of the water.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Siereis</strong> on <strong>12-09-2012, 07:55:13</strong>
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				(http://oi47.tinypic.com/21b6jgz.jpg)<br><br>Ami had long ago fallen asleep alone in her room after a long day of relaxing on the ship deck and sunbathing.&nbsp; Her usually pale skin had a healthy glow to it that night as she laid there, dressed in her simple baby blue nightie that reached down to her mid thighs.&nbsp; The girl was fast asleep, her mind dreaming up images of foot massages and wine.&nbsp; However, these images of delight were instantly shattered when the girl was thrown from the bed as the ship twisted and turned.&nbsp; Her glasses were thrown from the bedside desk and the girl looked around entirely confused, the long dark hair dangling over each of her shoulders swaying behind her as she turned her head to look all around.&nbsp; She barely had any time at all to realize that the ship had hit something before something hit her in the back of the head, knocking the girl out cold.<br><br>She awoke moments later, her entire body drenched in warm tropical water as she was draped over the side of a cabinet.&nbsp; The girl shook her head, looking up quickly and gasping as she saw the ship broken and sinking.&nbsp; Her eyes were wide with surprise before she looked around for anyone else.&nbsp; Her dark hair was dripping with water and the rest of her body was submerged in the water, the panties she wore and the night gown clinging tightly to herself.&nbsp; Upon seeing a nearby beach, she started kicking her feet in the water and heading for the land, only arriving moments later before she stepped up onto the beach.&nbsp; Her soft small feet on the grainy sand as she stood there dripping wet and looking back at the sinking ship, her hands over her mouth is awe and fright at the sight.&nbsp; Upon looking down at her bare feet again, Ami noticed her pair of glasses on the beach and quickly leaned down to pick them up before putting them on, wondering how they had gotten there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Awesomesauce</strong> on <strong>13-09-2012, 00:18:52</strong>
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				Dimitri had never been the best swimmer, but fortunately he manages to finally get to the shore after various long, painful minutes of struggling against the&nbsp; night sea. <br>He hurls his bag with a grunt slightly further away from the waves, before he forces himself to crawl up towards where he threw it. His clothes were completely drenched, electrical equipment was most likely damaged, and he had a hard time moving but for now he didn't pay mind to anything besides his body's&nbsp; need to finally get some rest.<br><br>He lays down softly on the sand, breathing in deeply and exhaling strongly while coughing up some water from time to time before he finally works up the energy to sit up and look around. His eyes widen at the sight of the ship half-sunk, before he turns his gaze away. &lt; . .I better not look at that. .&gt; He stumbles up to his feet, struggling slightly to maintain his footing in the soft, uneven sand below him before he takes a couple of steps towards his right, as he notices a couple of sillhouettes along the shore. He's a bit surprised by the sight of two beautiful ladies in their night wear having survived along with him. He examines their features, looking them up and down for a moment as he walks up to them. ' Hey! Are you two okay?!' He asks in a loud voice, wanting to make sure they heard him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>13-09-2012, 00:49:02</strong>
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				She had her eyes open however she really wasn't focusing on anything, her sight was blank and almost like there was a body and no soul. Her sight was burry, she could not make the forms of the stuff around her. <em>Logs.... those are logs.... sand.... it's soft... it must be sand... beach I am in a beach... but why? I was in a cruise...</em> she seemed lost in her own world she didn't move the only identification that she was alive were the movement up and down of her chest each time she took air. She could hear something, however it was hollow almost like the person spoke at the end of the long tunnel, <em>Hey, are you two okay?!</em>.<br><br>Was she okay? was she alive at that?. She had no strength left, she had nothing left. The only thing she could think off was the right now, there was no later for her. However the right now wasn't even clear. She could feel the sand on her face and body, her dress clinging into her body like a wrap. The silhouette of her breasts could be seen, they were small however she did had a petite figure. Her face were blank, she was alive obviously but was lost inside her mind clearly tired. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>13-09-2012, 05:14:42</strong>
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				Erik was not entirely sure how it was that he had come to win such an event; just one of those fruity little mail in things he occasionally filled out and sent off. He never expected anything, ever, in his entire life from these sweepstakes things, but never saw the harm in filling them out. <br><br>Color him shocked--a rare thing, that--when he discovers that he actually won this big, swanky cruise. It was entirely not his style, but he couldn't just go scalping the ticket, nor would he pass up what was ultimately a once-in-a-lifetime offering.<br><br>So, two weeks later... he's had plenty to drink, even gotten lucky with a few chicks, undoubtedly impressed with his physique, or perhaps drawn in by the pure masculinity he seemed to radiate.&nbsp; He was up late, hanging out on the balcony near his room, enjoying the cool breeze, and the stars above; a rare sight, that. Back at the smoggy city he called home, one could rarely see the stars for what they were, because of all the pollution. <br><br>A clear night, however, also allowed him to see the problems facing the ship. His face, usually impeccably unreadable, stoutly stoic, twisted into a deep set frown. This expression was not long-lived, however, as he considered what was about to happen, in the same way he handled all things; with an unsettling degree of calmness.<br><br>He quietly retreats into his room, and grabs those things he feels will be quite essential; the pocket knife was already on him, the trusty first aid kit he was never without [he often had to tend his own wounds after practice and fights], and the bag of spare clothes he had taken with him. The cloth could be useful for other things.<br><br>As he leaves, he grabs his Bo as well. It was around the time that the sirens went off that he was calmly climbing over the balcony, and staring at the island in the distance. It would be difficult with his baggage, but, if he got tired along the way, he could always ditch some things.<br><br>At what was probably the last possible moment before the ship started to rip, tear, and founder, he lept from the balcony and into the cold water below. Bo hanging onto his back via a strap, and with both of his bags held in his left hand, he landed with a splash in the swelling waves.<br><br>It was partly luck, but mostly do to the high constitution and stamina he has developed over his years of physically and mentally intensive training, that he was able to keep going. At times, he switched which hand dragged his gear along. it was a long and arduous journey for him, but once the waters calmed, he was able to float on his back, and kick with his feet to propel himself closer and closer to land.<br><br>It was only once he had landed on the sandy beach that he allowed the exhaustion that he was staving off to finally claim him. Soaked, but safe, he drifted off into a dead sleep. It would not be until some time after the sun rose, that he would stir. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kdyami</strong> on <strong>13-09-2012, 07:22:55</strong>
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				&nbsp; It was a typical day on the island. Dyami along with several other young men in the village were renovating the roof on the hut of one of the older members of the tribe.&nbsp; Not a difficult task but a long and time consuming one and once the task was finished most of the young men went to one of the local ponds for a swim.&nbsp; Dyami joined them for a bit before running off to his favorite hill to survey the tribes village and the part of the island they controlled and that's when his day took an abrupt turn for the worse. <br><br>&nbsp; Everyone in the tribe grew up hearing about the whirlpools but only a few of the older warriors ever saw the ships that occasionally passed by the island beyond the whirlpools.&nbsp; Dyami was told about the ships once he became the Guardian but he had never seen one before.&nbsp; But here was a ship, headed not passed the island but straight towards the whirlpools and larger than life.&nbsp; He watched the ship sail right into the whirlpool and break apart and sink.&nbsp; Without a second thought he turns and heads to the village elders and explains the situation as fast as he is able.&nbsp; They send Dyami back to the beach to keep watch telling him they'd send relief with more instructions.<br><br>&nbsp; He arrives at the beach just in time to see the first of the survivors arrives at the beach.&nbsp; Using his skills for camouflage Dyami hides along the beach and watches as the survivors arrives.&nbsp; Counting; waiting; and constantly watching.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BellaVita</strong> on <strong>13-09-2012, 08:41:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/lori103/Anime/Tribalgirl-1.jpg?t=1347754194)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Mae<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest near the beach<br><strong>With: </strong>Dyami<br><hr><br>Mae had woken up at dusk and donned her bow and arrow, ready to hunt. Lately her parents had been asking her every morning at breakfast about a few of the suitors in the tribe that were asking for her hand, and she just didn't want to deal with it today. <br><br>So, she took her weapons and took off to the thick, lust forest that took up most of the island. It was fairly quiet this morning, and she was thankful of that. She hunted for hours, her lithe, athletic body easily taking on the dense trees and chaotic underbrush. It was nice to be one with the forest, not having to worry about tribe matters or Dyami following her around, because he wasn't the stealthiest of hunters. <br><br>By the time Mae made it back home, it was dark but the tribe was still busy with people. She gave her haul, a medium sized boar and a few small creatures, to one of the older men who butchered and prepared the meat for cooking. The man gave a respectful bow and she bowed her head back, giving him a smile. As she was walking away one of the smaller children in the tribe came up to her, patting her leg. She leaned down and ruffled the hair of the kid, who gave her a huge grin in response. <br><br>"What is it, Tao?," she asked, not expecting a serious answer. Tao pointed beyond the camp to the whirlpools, talking excitedly, "Dyami came and said a ship crashed on the whirlpools!"<br><br>Mae put a hand to her mouth and let out a small gasp, looking over to the butcher nearby. "Is this true?," she asked nervously, and took off running when he nodded. If there was indeed a ship that had crashed on the whirlpools, she knew right where Dyami would be. <br><br>When she finally made it there, she made a distinct bird whistle, something that she and her brother had created a long time ago to signal each other. Stopping beside Dyami, she looked out to where his gaze was settled on. There were survivors, more than she had expected, and she wondered if they would last here. "Brother, what do you make of them? Do you think they'll make it?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kdyami</strong> on <strong>13-09-2012, 18:16:58</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp;Relief floods Dyami when he hears the bird whistle knowing that he is way outside his depth and is glad the elders sent his sister to help.&nbsp; He suddenly realizes Mae has appeared by his side even before he had returned the signal.&nbsp; Smiling he turns to his sister, “I never could hide from you could I sister.” Moving one hand to her lips before she can answer as one of the survivors runs past their hiding spot shouting out to two other survivors lying down in the sand. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Dyami turns to Mae starring hard. “You don’t have instructions form the council do you…No...Because dad didn’t send you did he?&nbsp; He’s going to give me an earful.”&nbsp; He sighs resigning himself to the lecture he knows is coming.&nbsp; “But how did you know?” he asks. “Wait let me guess. Tao.&nbsp; Tao told you everything.”&nbsp; Laughing softly and smiling.&nbsp; “You know,” he asks, “we’re going to have to adopt that brat at the rate he follows your lead.” Smiling “All the same Mae, I'm glad you’re here.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Dyami takes his knife scoring another line in a stick as another survivor arrives on the beach.&nbsp; “I don’t know Mae, I don’t know if they’ll make it.&nbsp; They don’t look like much. But I have seen worse.”&nbsp; Growing serious again with an edge in his voice; “I can understand they’re words, they are human like us.&nbsp; I don’t think they mean us harm and as such we are not going to kill them all simply for landing on our beach.” Taking a deep breath before continuing, “But all the same, they are not allowed near our village.&nbsp; They can explore the island but until we trust them, as a tribe, we do not let them anywhere near the village.”&nbsp; Looking into Mae’s eyes, “do you understand me Mae?”<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Awesomesauce</strong> on <strong>14-09-2012, 03:57:37</strong>
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				<strong>Cruise crashed in the night. Just wanna make sure everybody is in the same page.</strong><br>Dimitri painfully keeps walking forward, limping on his right foot slightly before he suddenly stops. &lt; . .Pain? . .Why does my right ankle hurt? . .It was fine just a moment ago. .&gt; <br>Soon after he ponders upon his pain, images of his last training session, followed by being hurled across his room towards a wall when the whole incident happened. He ignores his pain however, as he doesn't hear a response from either of the girls that were in front of him. He rushes to the first one, he couldn't make much out in the dark, but he can at least see the color of her red hair, and that she is drenched just as the rest of them. He tries not to stare at anything he shouldn't be staring, as he crouches besides her and gently places his fingers near her throat while closing his eyes.<br><br>' . .Alright. .Good. .She's alive. .' He mutters to himself after checking her pulse, before he stumbles back up to his feet, wincing slightly in pain as he stands up with his injured foot. ' Damn. .Of all damn times to get hurt . ' He slowly makes his way towards the other lady he saw laying on the sand, finally being able to make out that she was conscious and well as he got closer, noticing the reflection of the moonlight upon her glasses before his foot finally gives out on him, a few meters away from her. ' . .Damn. .' He mutters as he clutches it in pain, for a bit, before he turns towards the woman again, noticing that she is simply watching the. . ."spectacle" with awe. Dimitri frowns softly at the sight before he lets his head hit the soft sand, letting his exhaustion overtake him as he drifts off to sleep...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 02:40:48</strong>
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				She slowly opened her eyes and finally pushed herself to her knees, she looked around to see the boat still sinking slowly. Placing her hands on her head she let out a loud groan, "What a headache". She slowly stood up knowing that she could not wake up fast because that would screw with her balance. Looking around she noticed a couple of other bodies on the beach, "I need to care about me first, need to recover". She looked around and noticed a line of trees leading to a forest, "A tree shade, best there is". She walked to the first tree she found and sat under it enjoying the shade for a bit. <br><br>Looking around she could see a couple of people unconscious on the beach, attempting to move them would be bad since she didn't knew if they had something broken. She looked at her body and touched herself everywhere to see if she was injured, when she confirmed that she wasn't she just smiled and closed her eyes as she let her back rest against the tree.
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				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 10:06:28</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Kristina &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=151638.msg6926262#msg6926262) <br><strong>Status: </strong>Native<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> up in the tree's watching the new survivor's. <br><hr><br>Kris had woken early that morning to catch some of early morning fowls, and a bath in the warmer pools&nbsp; she had found in a cave not far from her home. The young woman had been taking aim at another target, her nimble body crouched down in a tree near her kill. Her breathing was calm, and her heart steady. She wouldn't miss, that is if the horns and sounds that echoed from the beaches hadn't scared off her catch. With a huff she stood on the tree branch she was on. Her eyes scanning the area around her. Something was up and it didn't seem to set right with anything within the jungle that surrounded her. <br><br>With quick well placed steps Kris made her way through the tree tops. The branches overlapping and allowing her to get closer and closer to the shore line she had heard the sounds coming from. She scared a wild boar as she swung past it by smacking it on the butt. To bad dinner had to wait for the demanding curious nature that had always plagued the girl. As she neared her goal and her eyes could see the water. Kris landed on a thick branch crouching as she looked out onto the water and took in what was happening. Sitting down on the branch a monkey came up and hopped up on her shoulder, <strong>"Hey Apa, seems we have a few new visitors to our home.</strong>" she said reaching in her pack and handing the small monkey some berries. It happily took them from her and munched on them. Cuing and making small noises pointing to the water. Reaching up she pet the monkey, <strong>"Oh they don't look that scary,</strong>" she spoke with him as if he could understand her, " <strong>but it looks bad. They may need help.</strong>' she said licking her lips and debating getting closer. The monkey made more noises but was cut off as she started to speak, "<strong>Oh don't be such a chicken, what's the worst that could happen? I have my bow."</strong> she said smirking the small monkey wiped it's face and groaned. Kris reached up and scratched it on the head, <strong>"You worry to much Apa."</strong> Kris teased and bushed back up to her feet judging how close she could get without being spotted and how to get there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Siereis</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 20:12:18</strong>
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				(http://oi47.tinypic.com/21b6jgz.jpg)<br><br>Ami continued to stare in confusion at the sight of the mighty ship sinking into the waters, her face more pale than usual at the thought of being lost out here in nothing more than her panties for the next week.&nbsp; Regardless, the girl shook her head in an effort to clear her mind, the long dark hair swinging behind her and still dripping water, before turning back to look around her for any other signs of people. She remained sitting for the moment, her barely clad rear in the soft sand as she looked all around. <br><br>She first heard the voice of a man and jumped a little in surprise before turning to look in the direction of the voice.&nbsp; Eyeing the man over for a moment before looking down at her night gown clad body to make sure she was okay.&nbsp; She looked back up at him and responded.&nbsp; <strong>"Er...ya, I think I'm fine." </strong>&nbsp; However, the man had asked if they were both ok...Ami turned around in an effort to locate the other woman of his attention that he had knelt down beside in order to check on.&nbsp; Ami's face paled again, hoping that the other red haired girl was okay before she started to slowly get to her own feet, her muscles feeling weak under her before she stood up fully at just above 5 feet.<br><br>As the man was coming over to check on her, Ami remained where she was, though gasped in surprise as he fell over and laid there in the sand.&nbsp; She quickly rushed over to check on him now, her night gown swinging up around her hips and her bare feet kicking up the soft sand under her before she reached him.&nbsp; Her eyes scanning his wet body with care for any signs of hurt before she reached down and shoved him gently.&nbsp; <strong>"Hey! Are you okay sir?&nbsp; What is your name?" </strong>&nbsp; Ami wasted little time and reached over to check his pulse and throat for signs of breathing.&nbsp; <br><br>She sighed in relief as she realized he was still alive before she looked back over towards the other girl that he had just been checking on.&nbsp; However, at the sight of the other girl moving on her own and now leaning against a tree, Ami sighed again in relief.&nbsp; Turning her attention back to the man, she looked over him nervously....had he broken a bone or was he hurt some other way? Or was he simply exhausted from swimming over from the ship?&nbsp; Regardless, Ami did not try to move him too much and simply carefully shoving him again...if he had a concussion, sleeping was the last thing he needed at the moment.&nbsp; <strong>"Hey! come'on...I can't let you sleep! At least not like this..." </strong>&nbsp; Ami looked back over at the red haired girl before shouting over. <strong>"Hey! are you okay?"</strong><br><br>Of course, throughout all of this Ami had not noticed they were all being watched.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 20:50:47</strong>
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				She noticed another girl up and moving around checking on the male. When she was talked to she nodded "T..Tired, leave him be, if he had a concussion he would not be able to check up on you. You better not move him either if he has broken bones or anything like that you can make it worst. He it's just tired just like you and me,let him rest". She stood up slowly as she held on by the tree behind her, once she knew her legs would carry her she walked up to her and dropped down next to him and opened his eyes a bit, "He is fine, let him rest". She checked on his vital signs and nodded, "Let him rest and recover, we cannot move him for two reasons, he is heavy even for the both of us and we don't know if he has broken bones. If he has a broken rib and we move him...it can pierce his heart or lungs and then he is fucked. Let him be" she sat on the sand and looked at her. "My name it's Elizabeth, people just call me Liz though. I think we need to go get as many stuff floating on the shore as we can, we would need as many things possible". <br><br>Liz sighed and looked around the beach slowly getting herself on her feet and walking to the shore, "If we can find something, suitcases with clothing inside then we can get rid of these shirts and gowns and get something on us before he wakes up and sees your boobs". She walked to the shore and looked around getting anything that was floating around on the shore. "If you want to help me get everything you can grab, we will make use of it no matter what".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Siereis</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 21:15:11</strong>
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				Ami stopped pushing the sleeping male's body..perhaps it was just best to let him rest after all.&nbsp; Turning her attention back up towards the red haired girl, Ami studied the girl's clothing and noticed how the night gown she wore barely concealed anything at all.&nbsp; She just hoped that her own night attire was a little more...concealing.&nbsp; Regardless, as Liz introduced herself, Ami offered the other survivor a quick smile before replying. <strong>"Well it's nice to meet someone else here...I was starting to think I might be all alone with a half dead guy before I saw you.&nbsp; Oh, and my name's Ami."</strong><br><br>Ami turned her attention back to the water's edge as Liz motioned towards the stuff that was starting to float ashore.&nbsp; Looking down at her own gown now, she realized that her own attire was just as revealing as Liz's, causing her pale face to turn a shade of pink in embarrassment before looking back up and nodding.&nbsp; <strong>"Er..ya, I suppose that is a good idea after all."</strong>&nbsp; Ami quickly stood up on her bare feet before walking over to the water's edge and starting to pull suitcases and other luggage up to the beach.&nbsp; Her own dress only descended down to just under her rear, so the cotton panties she was wearing underneath would have been quite obvious to sight..looking wet and heavy from her going through the water.&nbsp; Regardless of her desire to change, Ami continued to drag suitcases up onto the sandy beach, taking the occasional look back over at Liz to see if the other girl found anything of use yet.&nbsp; So far Ami had only found a few pieces of clothing...the occasional bikini or child's clothing, or a pair of shorts that looked much too large for her skinny form.&nbsp; <strong>"Hey er..Liz, I found this bikini over here, it's a little too large for me, but looks to be the er..right size for your chest if you'd like it?"<strong></strong></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 21:27:02</strong>
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				He was not sure how long it was that he was out, just that it must have been a long while. He rolls around a bit, grumbling and growling , before his eyes opened, his position having him staring towards the trees. Unbeknownst to him, he was looking in the direction of the brother and sister, but, he didn't see anything besides the tree.<br><br>He slowly fumbles around, his packs near him, but his staff....oh, there it is. He wraps his hand around it, and uses it to bring himself up to his feet, steadily. He moves his arms and legs around, and feels over his chest; he was sore and hungry, but otherwise unscathed.<br><br>His eyes traveled along the shore, first making note of the dead or unconscious other male here, and then... the two women. "Hey," He called out, his words flavored by his German accent. "That... really happened, huh?" This last bit is more to himself, an aloud thought. <br><br>It took him a second, for his vision to come fully into focus, and he realized, at this point, that both girls were fairly naked. He did not seem bothered by it, nor was he a lecher. "Hey, I've got some spare clothes. I doubt it'll fit too well, but at least you'll be covered." He'd pick up and toss his pack with clothing to them.<br><br>If they looked inside, it was a mix of short sleeved shirts, sleeveless vests, a black cloth full body suit and black cloth mask--much like ninja stuff-- two pairs of pants, and two pairs of swimming trunks. <br><br>Meanwhile, he moved over to investigate the male. Because he awoke moments after one of the girls had already checked him over, he was not aware if the man was alive or dead, but a few moments of investigating seemed to confirm that. <br><br>Seemingly losing interest in the man, who was likely sleeping off exhaustion, his attention once more returned to the trees. He wondered, briefly, hoped, really, that maybe this might be some resort island, and their ill fated voyage would not end with them stranded on a deserted island. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BellaVita</strong> on <strong>15-09-2012, 22:13:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/lori103/Anime/Tribalgirl-1.jpg?t=1347754194)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Mae<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest near the beach<br><strong>With: </strong>Dyami<br><hr><br>Mae gave him a smile, thinking back to all the times he would go off exploring and she would follow him. He really could never hide from her, she knew all the spots he loved to go to, and she could track him just as well as she could track her prey when hunting. Suddenly, a hand came over her mouth and she saw the man running past them going to help some of the other survivors. <br><br>When he ran by, she looked at Dyami as he continued on, realizing that she was here and no one had sent her. In fact, her mom probably will be furious when they get back, but she would deal with that when the time came. "Never could get anything past you, brother," she said with a grin and shrugging when he mentioned Tao. The boy really loved Mae, and she thought of him as a little brother, even though they weren't related. His mother had died giving birth to him and as the tribe's next healer, her mother was teaching Mae how to take care of a baby with no mother. They kept him alive and Tao ended up bonding with Mae, and her mother had told Mae that it was her love that kept him going. She smiled thinking of the memory, but then quickly snapped back to what was going on now. <br><br>Looking over at her brother, she listened to him, giving a sigh. "Don't let them near the village, understood." She glanced back to the beach, realizing there were more stirring and now they were talking to one another. "They might make if they can work together, but if they find the waterfall, they will be dangerously close to the tribe." She knew her brother would understand her words, because these people need fresh water, and that mean the waterfall. They could easily stumble on the tribe from there, but would they even make it that far? It would be easy for them to get lost in the dense forests of the island, but the waterfall was easy to spot and hear, even from far away. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 00:01:15</strong>
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				Liz looked at the girl with the bikini on her hand and nodded, "Yeah I think that is good enough, I was sleeping when this hell happened". She grabbed the bikini and looked around, "Mmm I guess I could go to the forest and change". She looked at the man that woke up and instantly she covered herself, "S..Shit don't look this way!". She grabbed the bikini and left running to the forest. Liz went running inside for awhile so the people from the beach couldn't see her. When she was pretty far away she took off her shirt and put on the top of the bikini, deciding to go all the way she pulled down her soaked panties and put on the bottom part of the bikini as well. Now that she had a bathing suit she felt&nbsp; more comfortable being around that man. <br><br>Taking a deep breath she walked back to the beach and looked at both of them, "Yeah we need to gather the stuff we managed to pick up and get out of these wet clothing, you won't like getting a cold on a beach. She looked around and noticed a couple of pants and shirts that could fit the other girl, "Here you go". She tossed them to her and turned to him, "You should change too, hypothermia it's something you really don't want to mess without the proper medicine. You two go change and I will continue looking at the stuff that we picked up from the shore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Siereis</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 00:42:03</strong>
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				Ami saw the other man approach and join them.&nbsp; She looked over at him, wondering how many other people had survived before turning back up to him as he talked out to them.&nbsp; <strong>"Er..ya, either we are sorta stranded here for a while or I am dreaming some pretty horrible nightmares." </strong>&nbsp; Seeing the male offer his luggage to both herself and Liz, Ami thanked him before she knelt down on the sand and started going through what all he had. At least she had been able to find a swimsuit for Liz...something she thought would come in handy if anyone had to go back out into the water.&nbsp; <br><br>However, as Ami looked through the new man's clothes she didn't find anything as useful to wear or as good fitting.&nbsp; She pulled out the black body suit and the mask and looked at it with a risen eyebrow before looking back over at the male. <strong>"Say..er..guy, what exactly is it you do for a living?" </strong>&nbsp; Ami dropped his little 'ninja outfit' back onto the sand before going back to her job of looking through his clothes.&nbsp; Despite the variety of clothes that the man had offered her, the only thing that would have even fit her skinny form was the simple t-shirt that he had in there.&nbsp; <br><br>She quickly pulled the large t-shirt out of the trunk before standing up, just in time to see Liz return from changing into that rather sexy yet useful looking bikini.&nbsp; As Liz tossed her a pair of clothes as well, Ami caught them before looking them over.&nbsp; The girl shrugged to herself, the clothes that Liz had thrown to her were a pair of shorts and a t-shirt...a bit more her size than the man's clothes.&nbsp; She nodded back to Liz in thanks before turning on her heels to disappear into the jungle in order to change.&nbsp; <br><br>As she walked into the grassy jungle, her soft and surprisingly delicate feet hurt on the various rocks and twigs that dotted the floor.&nbsp; Ami cursed, wishing she had found some sort of foot wear before deciding that she was far enough away from any prying eyes.&nbsp; Ami quickly changed out of her soaking wet night gown and underwear before pulling the t-shirt and shorts on.&nbsp; The girl sighed as she looked over herself, wishing she had found a belt or something since the shorts were wide on her waist and sagged down, just barely being held on by her hips...she'd have to find a rope or belt or something to fix that later.&nbsp; <br><br>Without taking too much time, Ami walked back over to the beach to join Liz and help out again.&nbsp; <strong>"Say Liz...thanks for finding those.&nbsp; I was sorta dreading having to wear that large t-shirt in the man's luggage as an undersized dress.&nbsp; Oh, and by the way, did he say what his name was yet?" </strong>&nbsp; Ami walked over to the beach again and started helping Liz pull various bags and stuff up higher onto the beach in order to prevent them from being washed away when the tide came in.&nbsp; She made sure to leave the job of fishing out the luggage in the water to Liz since she had the swim suit on after all.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 01:48:16</strong>
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				Willow was out gathering flowers. She really had nothing else to do since nobody needed clothes or medical care. Everything was calm.<br><br>For now.<br><br>She happened upon Mae and Dyami, hidden in the bushes. Instinctively, she crouched down and approached them. "What's going on?" She whispered, peering through the leaves.<br><br>People. People were on the beach. Not their people, but different ones. "Who are they?" She asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 02:04:38</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Kristina &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=151638.msg6926262#msg6926262) <br><strong>Status: </strong>Native<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> up in the tree's watching the new survivor's. <br><hr><br>Kris watched as the new arrivals worked and rushed about. Checking on one another and then trying to pull what they could salvage from the water. As her crouched body sat in the tree staying well hidden for now. She wondered if her mother and father had be doing the same things when they first arrived. It had taken them weeks to get in contact with the village, but that is only because it was allowed. Kris had that sudden worry about new comers finding the village. She cared greatly for those there, and never wanted to see unknown harm come to them. She had the idea of maybe making first contact, keeping them at bay till they could be trusted. Maybe tell them a few scary stories to keep them from wondering to far. <br><br>Slowly she moved, each step measured and silent as she got closer. Staying in the tress Kris wasn't stupid enough to get within grabbing distance just yet. As she moved Apa protested, but huffed as Kris shushed him. The small monkey moved with her but stopped as he spotted Mae, Dyami and Willow. He debated for a bit but then hopped his way over to the tree hiding in the bushes. He first hopped on Dyami and tugged on his hair making noises and pointing up, then hopped over to Mae's shoulder looking about her for some treat she always seemed to have on her. His tail flicking Willow a bit as he scooted around Mae. All the while Kris moved closer slowly, she came to a branch close enough to really watch the new arrivals. Stretching out her long body Kris laid down and pulled a branch of leaves over herself to keep hidden. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 03:41:02</strong>
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				"I'm a mixed martial artist. So, to put it succinctly, I pretty much get paid to beat other people into submission. That Gi in there is something of a memento from a commercial I did once." He says with a firm nod of his head, having no real reason to hide anything from them. <br><br>"Stupidest thing in the world. It was for a&nbsp; motorcycle, which was called the Ninja. So their was a bunch of us brawlers wearing stuff like that, and fighting over the motorcycle with over-the-top action moves." <br><br>"We can probably find vines and use them as belts to tighten clothing." He looked over to the girl that had gone running off like that, and shrugged his shoulders. "You both should be careful out there. A tropical island likely means poisonous snakes and spiders, and I didn't think to bring anti-venom with me." He got his way out of his shirt, which was not overly difficult, and lay it out on the sandy beach, presumably to dry in the sun. <br><br>Next came his pants, and his boxers and socks; yes he's stripping right there on the beach, but, if the girls didn't want to watch, he moved with enough slowness that they could easily avert their gaze. He would select another shirt and pair of pants from his relatively-dry luggage bag (thank god for water resistant materials), and get dressed in half the time it took to get the wet, sticking clothes off.<br><br>"Might be other animals, too. That could be bad." This is more to himself than to anyone else. He grabs his Bo off the ground and looks over it, before slowly feeling through the pockets of his soaked pants, apparently looking for something.<br><br>"My name is Erik." He would say, after Ami had asked the other girl if he had introduced himself yet. "Can I get your names? Do we know the guy's name?" He'd finally find what he was looking for, his trusty old ceramic knife. It had been unbothered by its journey through the ocean; ceramic was not in the habit of getting rusted.<br><br>He goes over to his medical bag, and takes out some very sticky medical tape, and uses it to affix the blade to one end of the staff. He then extends and locks the blade into position, having effectively created a spear, though not one that would be able to sustain heavy usage. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 04:06:18</strong>
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				Elizabeth was deep in the water, she needed to find out if she could find people with a pulse at least. She was inside he water when he saw what appeared to be a little girl going down, quickly she swam to her and looked at her, it was clear that she was dead. She released her grip on her watching her continue to descend down the water. She looked around for things she could use and brought them to the shore with her, she got to the sand just in time to watch him strip. Her eyes went wide and she turned away from him, “Bastard, there are girls near you sick fuck. Go to the forest if you want to change!” she shook her head, she was tired of people like him.<br><br>She got a few suitcases and brought them to the shore, she was clearly tired of swimming however she was making a extra effort to try and get as much supplies as she needed. “Poisonous snakes are the things you least need to worry about, we need to find food and fresh water otherwise we will starve to death. Once we get that we can set camp and see what happens. I don’t really expect rescue by sea but by air they could come. Liz fell down on the sand and looked at one of the suitcases that she brought and opened it, inside were clothing and a couple of other personal stuff. “Do you think we are the only ones that survive on the island?. I really don’t know, just saw a dead girl inside the water, the amount of dead people it’s…amazing”.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kdyami</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 10:37:29</strong>
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				Name: Dyami (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=151638.msg6910106#msg6910106)<br>Status: Native<br>Tagging: Mae, Kris, Willow, and don’t forget Apa.<br>Location: In the forest, counting survivors<br><hr><br>Hiding in the trees Dyami grimaces hearing his sister, Mae, mention the waterfall.&nbsp; He had grown accustomed to hearing it he forgot it would attract the attention of people needing fresh water like these survivors on the beach.&nbsp; He makes a mental note to talk to the tribe and station someone on the falls as a lookout, he’d rather these people knew they were not alone on the island than have them know where the camp was before they were trusted.&nbsp; “I hope they do band together and make it” he says to Mae. “Kris’s parents were just like them once and look at all the good they did for the tribe.&nbsp; I just want us to trust them first.”<br><br>Waiting and watching, narrowly avoiding getting seen as they move into the forest to get changed into their new found clothing. Seeing Willow he motions her over "What's going on?" She whispered, peering through the leaves.&nbsp; Seeing the people were on the beach "Who are they?".&nbsp; Dyami answers, “we don’t know yet Willow, they’re ship sank and these few washed up on shore.” Looking out at all the bodies “but they must be from a very big tribe.”&nbsp; <br><br>“Ow what the…” Dyami exhales. Very nearly gives away their position. “Apa!” he hisses recognizing the little monkey.&nbsp; “Where’s Kris?” instinctively looking up to find her, letting Apa go as he climbs over to Mae. <br><br>“Here,” Dyami says to Willow handing her his stick with the notches cut in it.&nbsp; Take this back to the tribe elders and tell them this many survivors have landed and I’m here with, alone.” Winking at Willow, “can you do that for me?”<br><br>“Now what are we going to do about them” he muses.&nbsp; “Ideas you two?”&nbsp; Grimacing as he watches one of them very clearly attach a knife to a pole making a crude spear.&nbsp; “How do we best protect the village.” He murmurs to himself.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 10:45:18</strong>
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				Willow smiled. "I'll be back in as quickly as I can." She replied.<br><br>She took the stick he handed her. Looking down, she patted Apa on the head gently. Then, she ran as fast as she could towards their village.<br><br>Once she was out of hearing range of the people on the beach, she began shouting as she neared the village.<br><br>"People! There are people on the beach! Not of our tribe!" Willow called out to the elders as she neared the center of the village. "Dyami, Mae and Kris are watching them!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>16-09-2012, 12:54:36</strong>
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				"Don't be such a prude." He chastised Elizabeth. "And for that matter, if we get off this island, don't go to Germany. In the first hour, you'd find a dozen things to be offended about, and you wouldn't even know the right curse words to express it." He says sarcastically. <br><br>He snorts, and gets his shoes back on, thankful the footwear survived his journey through the waters. He leaves behind his bag with clothes, but takes the one with the medicine and such in it. He straps this to his back, and grasps onto his makeshift spear with both hands; any of the natives watching them that know anything about fighting, should be able to tell that the German is skilled, simply by the build of his body, and the way in which he held the weapon at the ready.<br><br>"Anyways, have fun on the beach.&nbsp; Meanwhile, I'm going to find some place high, and scout out this place."He grabbed the black cloth mask/hood that was part of the ninja costume, and donned that. The way he figured it, it would keep mosquitoes and the like from being able to get at his face; would keep poisonous things from falling out of trees and landing in his hair; and hey, it'd even help filter out the stink of certain things that may or may not be here.<br><br>He heads off, in the general direction of the natives, but not close enough to spot them hiding. When he gets close enough to the nearest tree, he sticks the spear into the ground, leaves the medical bag on the ground next to it, and starts climbing it. A combination of high upper and lower body strength, plus his sheer tenacity, actually see him scaling the tree pretty damn quickly. <br><br>Once he's at the top--or as close to the top as he can get-- he would scan around, looking for landmarks and the like; also, scanning the beach for more washed ashore luggage or people. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Awesomesauce</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 03:54:23</strong>
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				Dimitri suddenly wakes up after sleeping for roughly a few hours. He darts up into a sitting position before he begins turning his head in multiple directions, at the remembrance of being in a desserted island probably crawling with a lot of poisonous animals, or at least gross ones. Luckily, none were close to him.<br><br>With a sigh, he begins to try to get up, only for his ankle to remind him that he shouldn't be putting any weight on it. He winces in pain, though he still forces himself up, simply puts all of his weight on his left foot. <br><br><strong> ' Alright. .I know it was here somewhere. .'</strong> He mutters as he makes his way towards the direction where the bad he had managed to haul off was at. Once he finds it, a smile graces his face before he kneels in front of it, and opens it in order to examine his stuff. Clothes were still dry, for the most part. He looks around for a bit, and doesn't spot anybody near him, so he decides to do what the other survivors had alread done. <br><br>He strips down to his boxers, carefully removing his jeans in order to not aggravate his injury, before he begins to examine it. The foot was badly swollen, but he could still move it, and it didn't seem to be broken. <strong> ' Damn. .Out of all the times to re-injure a limb. .'</strong> Dimitri mutters to himself, before he slides a red T-shirt on, and carefully slides some shorts on as well before he closes his bag and sets his wet clothes on top of it, not forgetting to take out some stuff from them and putting it into his pocket.<br><br>He didn't realize that he hadn't checked everywhere, and that he wasn't wearing his glasses still, so even if he had checked he may have not seen other people around him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 04:06:53</strong>
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				Liz looked at one of the male walk away to the forest and she just scratched her head, “Perfect just perfect”. Shaking her head she darted her face to the side, she saw a man limping on his boxers he was apparently injured. Walking to him she placed her hand on his shoulders, “Hey there, can I have a look at that leg?. I might not be a doctor but I was a medicine student and I did good in there”. She offered her help to reach a nearby tree and use it’s shade so he won’t become dehydrated. Helping him down even if he said no she smiled and looked at his leg. <br><br>She looked at the leg and sighed, “You need to rest that leg and raise it up, if blood flow keep going down to your leg it might get worst. You need to elevate the leg and lay down for a couple of hours , the pain should be gone by then and just wait until the leg heals on it’s own. My name is Lizzy, I just want to help, if you want me to leave you alone I can however I am just offering a bit of aid”.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Siereis</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 09:32:39</strong>
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				Ami was continuing to pull luggage up off the beach and towards the bushes, occasionally coming across something that might have come in handy but nothing exciting enough yet to tell the others.&nbsp; Regardless, she kept at her task with her full concentration, wearing that pair of shorts she had changed into as well as the t-shirt.&nbsp; <br><br>The girl noticed out of the corners of her eyes that the male was stripping down and changing.&nbsp; Her face blushed a light pink color in realization about what he was doing, though she made sure to avert her gaze, rolling her eyes at his apparent lack of modesty and keeping her back to him.<br><br>As she heard the sounds of clothes being pulled back on him though, Ami turned back around slowly before making sure it was okay to look.&nbsp; <strong>"Well it's nice to meet you Erik.&nbsp; I'm Ami..."</strong>&nbsp; Ami looked back over at the other male that was still unconscious on the beach where they had left him and shook her head to answer the male's question. <strong>"Sadly no...he sort fell out like that before we could learn anything.&nbsp; I think he's okay for the most part though."</strong><br><br>She went back to her job, pulling stuff up onto the beach further as Liz swam around and collected floating items.&nbsp; She shook her head at the other girl's question, shrugging before answering, <strong>"I don't think any of us can know the answer to that question yet...hopefully more people survived and they are simply looking for people like us as well."</strong>&nbsp; At the mention of dead people in the water, AMi shivered rather obviously, looking away from the water.<br><br>As she was looking away, she missed seeing Erik decide to leave them to their job in order to go off exploring.&nbsp; She felt a little worried being left here all alone with just the other girl, but at least Erik was doing something productive.&nbsp; Ami turned to shout after him as he headed up the beach, <strong>"Just don't go too far! We might need you or whatever." </strong>&nbsp; As she looked around again, Ami saw Liz helping out the other guy that they had not learned the name of yet.&nbsp; She let her help him, taking only an occasional look over at the pair before she sat down on the sandy beach to take a rest from carry stuff.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilyn Sydhe</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 16:02:54</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: left;">(http://i1076.photobucket.com/albums/w448/KalebHyde/c7118e34.jpg)</div>Name: Sika<br>Where: Village<br>Tagged: Willow<br><br>Sika would suddenly erupt from his hut as Willow called out to everyone, the massive male looking around until he would find her familiar frame.&nbsp; Moments afterword, a village girl would scurry out of his hut, but in the opposite direction, as if more interested in getting away from Sika than hearing the news.<br><br>Sika approached Willow, allowing her words to sink in before he would answer "Take me to where Dyami and the others are Willow" He was not an elder but he had sworn to assist in the protection of his people.&nbsp; He'd leave Willow for only a moment as he quickly moved to grab his hunting spear
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BellaVita</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 21:20:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/lori103/Anime/Tribalgirl-1.jpg?t=1347754194)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Mae<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest near the beach<br><strong>With: </strong>Dyami, Apa<br><hr><br><strong>“I hope they do band together and make it. Kris’s parents were just like them once and look at all the good they did for the tribe.&nbsp; I just want us to trust them first.”</strong><br><br>Mae nodded, remembering Kris' parents fondly. But they always seemed grateful to the tribe for saving Kris' life, what if they hadn't need the tribe's help? Would they still have been as grateful? "What if they <em>aren't</em> good for the tribe, Dyami? What then?" Her words were solemn, but they held truth. She knew that sometimes people didn't get along with others, and hoped for their sake they wouldn't do anything stupid.<br><br>She saw Apa hop down and tug on Dyami, then go over to her. She loved the little imp, and always kept his favorite mix of berries and nuts on her in a small pouch. She reached in and grabbed a small handful and the monkey glad took them, munching away. She pet his head, listening to the exchange between Willow and Dyami. He sent her off to the village and she complied, and when she left, Mae looked at her brother worriedly. <br><br>"I'm not sure what we can do. Kris and I could watch them, we're both silent in the forest, and there is no one better than us. We could also set up scouts at the river near the village and at the waterfall."<br><br>She stopped talking as she saw a man with a beard get rather close to them, climbing up a tree nearby. She wasn't sure what he could see in the darkness, but the moon did cast a pretty good light at this time. Luckily, it was too dark for anyone to spot her brother and her, but she kept quiet anyway, not wanting to draw attention to their location.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 22:24:26</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Willow<br><strong>Location:</strong> Village<br><strong>With:</strong> Sika<br><hr>Willow noticed Sika come out of his hut. She paid little attention to the girl, as there were more pressing matters at hand.<br><br>"Follow me. Quickly!" She replied, then took off running. She often forgot how fast she could run, so when she looked behind and saw Sika a little too far away, she slowed her pace a bit.<br><br>When she reached the others, she crouched down and slowly moved over to them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 23:03:36</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Kristina &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=151638.msg6926262#msg6926262) <br><strong>Status: </strong>Native<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br><strong>Location:</strong> up in the tree's watching the new survivor's. <br><hr><br>Kris kept her body still as she saw one of the men getting closer to her. he was wearing such strange clothing, why would he bother with hiding his face at night? She wondered watching him move closer and closer to her. Her own body wearing the natural clothing they could manage on the island. Her hair slicked back with mud still from her earlier hunting trip. Kris had gotten used to camouflaging her body specially her bright hair back when she was little. At first she wondered what the man was doing as he climb the other side of the tree she was in. She hide still as stone beneath the large leaves she pulled across herself. <br><br>As he climbed higher she realized he must be a hunter, but what was it he was after at this time of night? The only came worth catching at night was no where near the shores. Then she realized he must be trying to see anything he could. Kris tried to think figure out if he could see the village from where he was. Maybe the fires? But that was bad enough. Panic set in, as he didn't seem like the kind of man that would have the best intentions. Leaving the others to fend for themselves, putting on strange hunters clothes and already seeming to look for pray. Kris bit her lip, figuring she had to do something quick before he saw something he shouldn't. <br><br>Groaning lightly to herself knowing her plan was going to upset Dyami, and she would hear about it later. Kris's hand moved anyway the branch from her body in a way that allowed it to make noise to catch his attention. When he spotted her she'd run, lead him away from the village and lost him on the other side of the island. He'd be lost for a few days or so. Long enough to warn the others at the very least. Rolling over she looked up at him, wondering if maybe the boat sinking was his doing. Maybe he was some sort of invader? Kris looked up at him, sitting up she swung her legs below her to shake the branch she was on. It was like luring some of the birds out from their hiding place. Getting them just interested enough to look where you wanted so you could catch them off guard. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Awesomesauce</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 00:49:29</strong>
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				Name: Dimitri Livestrong<br>Where:&nbsp; Beach, lying below a tree.<br>Tagged/With: Liz.<br><br>Dimitri tenses up as soon as he feels the girl's soft hands on his shoulders, surprised at the sudden contact. He was sure he was alone, for the most part. His face quickly begins to tint red, before he manages to stutter a response.<strong> ' Err.. S-sure. .' </strong>He limps to the nearby tree with her help, before he lets his back rest against its bark, feeling how raspy it was. Though it was the last thing on his mind, as he examines the features of the girl in front of him. She hadn't told him anything he didn't know, as he was actually a pretty decent EMT, however he didn't mind having a second opinion on his injury. He hopes the girl can't see the slight bulge on his boxers, as he hadn't been able to help glancing at her from time to time. After all, a Bikini didn't cover much. <strong>' Thanks. .Medical student, huh. .Guess you're a level beyond us EMTs. .Oh yeah. My name is Dimitri, by the way, and if you need help as well. . .Well, the Island doesn't look too big, does it? ' </strong>He chuckles awkwardly after the statement. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 00:58:17</strong>
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				She shook her head, "I would not know, remember we are only looking at one part of the island, we have no idea how big or small the island truly is". She smiled and grabbed a couple of clothing and walked to the beach to wet them before walking back and wrapping them around his injured feet, "there, with that it should go down. My name it's Liz, pleasure to meet you". She looked at the other girl looking through the luggage and she sighed, "With one guy injured and the other exploring we girls have to do everything, "Ami! come here don't remain there alone". She smiled and sighed grabbing a nearby suitcase and opening it to see more clothing inside, this looked more and more like boys clothing rather than anything else.<br><br>She sighed and looked at the cruise slowly sinking to the ocean, "Do you think... we could be rescued?. I never seen stuff like those typhoons out there for nature to cause it... well I don't see how it's possible for so many to form, I get one or two but that many?. Something about that it's clearly not natural, there is no way that would happen. This islands water are special, they are warm, for a typhoon to happen you need warm water and cold skies. Even when it happens it should be enough for one and maybe two. That it's unnatural I really don't know... what the fuck is going on". 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anon315</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 03:29:25</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jeffrey (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=151638.msg6934430#msg6934430)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Swimming to shore<br><strong>With:</strong> <br><hr><br>Jeffrey was still awake at the late hour, he'd napped during the day and just gotten back from one of the buffets. As an entertainer he was allowed and in fact encouraged to socialize with the passengers. It was part of the experience, and in exchange he got to see more of the deck than a number of the staff were allowed. The other advantage was that like an officer, he had his own bunkroom, albeit a tiny one. He was prepping a set list for the next night's "casual evening" in one of the bars aboard when he was slammed sideways, his head striking the wall and throwing him to the ground. Alarm klaxons blared, and his vision had gone blurry. <em>Holy shit.</em> He thought, <em>we're actually abandoning ship? What is this, the Titanic?</em> And then he thought further. What did he know about the titanic? A lot of people there froze to death. That wouldn't likely be an issue, but all the same he tore the blankets off the two bunks in his room, using one of the heavy woolen blankets they gave in case of cold temps as a sort of tarp to wrap everything up in. He then went and grabbed shoes, the first few shirts he could find, and some pants, and tossed them onto the pile as well, even going so far as to grab his toiletries. He'd be damned if he would lose the pearl-handled straight razor his father had given him, boat sinking or no. Tying the bundle, as the ship swayed and tried to throw him around like a ragdoll again, he headed for the door grabbing his life vest and tossing it on, then grabbing the last thing he would want to take with him no matter what: his guitar. <br><br>Jeff went to his designated evacuation point but almost no one was there, so he went to where his lifeboat was supposed to be, and was horrified at the sight he saw. One of the people on his boat crew were crushed against the arms that should have lowered the boat, having been caught between the boat and it when a particularly strong lurch sent the two crashing together. The boats were gone, all of them. Had he wasted that much time gathering his things? He'd only taken what he could fit in his lap though now he considered the fact that he didn't bring any food and didn't have any. He thought he saw the outline of some land, perhaps a mountain or something, it broke the endless dark that he was seeing, illuminated only by the distant stars and the moon hanging overhead. He pushed carefully to the part of the ship that would be closest to land, waited for his moment and leapt overboard. The blanket was wrapped around him like a precious bundle, holding within it all but one of his Earthly possessions at this point. He held onto the guitar case until his feet felt water, and when he got back up from beneath the waves he clung to that floating case with all his power, kicking feebly with his legs toward shore. The whirlpools nearby pulled at him but he fought and he fought, his eyes straining against the sea spray to keep his eye on the land. It didn't seem to get any closer. For a personal eternity the land just stayed stationary in the distance, and his legs started burning. He pulled himself atop the guitar case, straddling the neck now and using both his arms and legs for movement. Slowly the land came closer, and waves actually began lifting him towards the land rather than drawing him into the depths of the sea. As he finally crashed to land, he dragged himself and his belongings up above the high-water mark, looking every bit the drowned rat, and there he lay, body aching more than it had ever done before, heart beating almost out of his chest, lungs gasping for every breath into his pained chest. He toppled onto his back, and stared up at the stars. <em>I'm alive.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 05:48:12</strong>
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				Name: Erik<br>Location: Up a tree<br>With: Kristina<br><br>He couldn't see much from up here of the island, just silhoulettes; but the important thing is, he saw no lights. That might very well be a good indicator of their being no&nbsp; other civilization here. <br><br>Of course, it was as he was thinking about this unpleasant turn of events, that he saw another man making his way towards the shore; but before Jeffrey managed to make land, he heard a rustling in the leaves near him. Looking around, he spotted the form of a rather attractive woman, and he watched her for several moments, before he seemed to find his voice.<br><br>A hand reached up and pulled down the mask along his face; in hindsight, he realized it might have been foolish, but he was wary of this place already. "Who are you?" He asked, simply enough. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DS2K</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 06:10:19</strong>
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				Name: Matchitehew<br>Location: near the tree Erik just climbed<br>With: near Kristina, Jeffrey<br><br>Unknow to both Mae and her brother Dyami and others, Matchiehew was fishing nearby when the first come out of the water.&nbsp; He had quickly found a good place to hide and watch them come out the water and onto the beach.&nbsp; He thought he may been sported as one the male come close by, place his spear in the ground, dropped a bag and climb a nearby tree.&nbsp; Reaching out he grabs the bag just as the man yell out "Hey, wait!".&nbsp; Using the undergrowth as cover he runs into the forest with the bag.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kdyami</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 06:38:47</strong>
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				Name: Dyami (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=151638.msg6910106#msg6910106)<br>Status: Native<br>Tagging: Mae, Kris, Sika, Willow, and Apa.&nbsp; Concerning Eric, does not see Matchitehew.<br>Location: In the forest, counting survivors<br><hr><br><strong>"What if they aren't good for the tribe, Dyami? What then?"</strong> Her words were solemn, but Dyami knew she spoke the truth.&nbsp; “I don’t know Mae.” He replied.&nbsp; “All we can do is wait and see.”<br><br>&nbsp;Dyami listened to their replies<strong> "I'm not sure what we can do. Kris and I could watch them, we're both silent in the forest, and there is no one better than us. We could also set up scouts at the river near the village and at the waterfall."</strong> And he thought about it “That’s not a bad idea,” he said, “father will never allow it and mom might hit me for suggesting it.”&nbsp; “What about Sika?” Dyami thought aloud, “he’s got a good head on his shoulders, he’s proven himself before.”<br><br>They stopped talking as the saw a man with the beard approached and began climbing up a tree nearby. Looking up he could almost hear the wheels turning in Kris’s head. He swore silently to himself, not because he was fairly certain Kris was about to make his life more difficult, but also because he knew she was right to do so, he had a weapon, he had camouflaged himself and he had left the weak non combative types behind.&nbsp; Something was wrong.&nbsp; Turning to Mae pulling her deeper into the shadows, shielding her from the path Kris was most likely to go and bracing himself for what was about to happen.&nbsp; <br><br>All of this happens in Dyami’s mind’s eye right as Willow arrives with Sika.&nbsp; Knowing there is mere seconds before the man, Eric looks down he briefly leaned out of cover just long enough to give a quick series of hand signals to Sika.&nbsp; Telling him to hide Willow and stay defending and silent.&nbsp; Dyami prays they will be fast enough as he slips back into cover with Mae. One of his hands ensuring his knives were unstuck and slid easily in their sheathes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilyn Sydhe</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 07:53:00</strong>
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				Name: Sika<br>Status: Native<br>Tagging: Willow, Dyami<br>&nbsp;<br>Sika followed as closely behind Willow as he could, keeping her within sight though she was like a whisper over the land.&nbsp; He felt a touch of gratitude as Willow glanced back toward him, though his expression would remain serious, concerned just what or who had washed ashore.&nbsp; His spear readied as he could not be sure if the invaders had made it further inland, ever mindful that at any given moment he and Willow might run directly into them.<br><br>Finally he would reach the area where Dyami, Mae, and Kris were watching the survivors, seeing Willow move for cover, his gaze luckily finding Dyami even in the moonlight, his signals immediately followed though he'd have no idea how near he was to being spotted, that someone of the landing party was already scouting the area.&nbsp; Sika would then attempt to find cover for Willow and himself, meaning to place her behind him for protection before turning outward, scanning the area and staying vigilant.&nbsp; His gaze would finally note Mae with Dyami though he'd not know that Kris was on a branch above them all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 07:57:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Willow<br><strong>Location:</strong> Village<br><strong>With:</strong> Sika, Mae, Dyami<br><hr>Willow took cover behind Dyami, knowing she wouldn't be very good in combat should the need arise.<br><br>"Are they hostile?" She wondered aloud. The thought made her a bit nervous and she subconsciously moved a bit closer to Sika. Her chin rested on his shoulder.<br><br>"What should we do?" Her voice was a bit shaky. It was her first encounter with outsiders.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 08:16:49</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Kristina &nbsp;(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=151638.msg6926262#msg6926262) <br><strong>Status: </strong>Native<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open, Erik<br><strong>Location:</strong> up in the tree's watching the new survivor's. <br><hr><br>Kris looked up at the man as he removed his mask, trying to figure out what sort of hunter he was. Sitting up slowly she tilted her head as her eyes took him in. He wasn't chasing her, so something else had to be done. Kris didn't want them to find the village before they were allowed to. She had grown protective a while ago. Her father always said to watch over them, protect the water flow help them survive. You took care of family, even if it meant taking a risk yourself. Though a smirk came to her face as she imagine what Dyami and Mae could be thinking. The idea of Dyami being near made her feel oddly safer. Which in the end meant she would only be bolder. <br><br><strong>"Kris."</strong> she said the shorter version of her name. Only those truly closer to her ever called her Kristina. She looked at him, he may think she was confused or looking him over because she was knew. When in fact she was looking for weapons, already trying to judge a future possible opponent. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 08:27:49</strong>
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				Name: Erik<br>Location: Up a tree<br>With: Kristina, Jeffrey<br><br>"I'm Erik." He would say, his voice tinted with his German accent. <br><br>The man did not seem to be in possession of any weapons, other than the spear he had fashioned, and which was sitting down below next to his medicine bag. However, up close and personal as they are, she should be able to see that he is obviously well muscled; he is wiry and agile, and likely wouldn't even need a weapon to be a threat. <br><br>The callouses on his hands, not to mention some scarring, seem to also be good indicators that he has seen fighting in some form or fashion.&nbsp; His chilly demeanor may also be a red flag; but the truth is, he wasn't going to go hurting anyone that didn't provoke him. <br><br>"I'm going to go bring that straggler to the other three. You should probably come along and stay with us. I don't doubt this island is dangerous to go off into alone." A moment or two after he had finished speaking, he moved to leap out of the tree, landing easily on the ground on his feet. He picked up the impromptu spear he made, but closed the knife, so that it was less threatening looking. It didn't seem like their'd be any wild animals to harass them, and he doubted any of the survivors would be hostile.<br><br>He stares at the ground where his bag had been, and realizes it's gone. "<em>What the hell?</em>" He curses in German, wondering just where in the hell it had gotten off to. Because he had been paying attention to Kris, he had not noticed Matchitehew steal it. Not that it was likely to do the man good; nobody on this island likely knew what half the stuff in it was for.<br><br>Oh well. He'll figure it out later. Right now, regardless if Kris decides to join him or not, he moves along the beach over towards the man that just managed to reach the shore. "Hey, are you alright? Their's a few others of us that washed ashore, you should probably join us." If Jeffry seemed up to it, he'd lead the man back towards the two girls and other man that survived the wreck.<br><br>"I'm Erik, by the way." He would introduce himself to Jeff. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BellaVita</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 09:03:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/lori103/Anime/Tribalgirl-1.jpg?t=1347754194)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Mae<br><strong>Location:</strong> Forest near the beach<br><strong>With: </strong>Dyami, Apa, Sika, Willow and Kris and Erik nearby<br><hr><br>She nodded to Dyami, noting that Sika would make a good scout as any. He was a great warrior and could definitely take out just about anything on the whole island. As if her thoughts called out to him, Sika appeared with Willow and she was thankful the girl brought him. He was a good man to have around, but he did fluster her sometimes, probably on purpose. He was one of the men that her parents wanted to pair her with, and for that reason, she was guarded around him. <br><br>Hearing her brother curse, she followed his gaze, watching Kris talk to the man nearby. "What is she thinking!," she whispered, Apa giving a monkey-howl in response. The man was going back to the beach now, but invited Kris to go with him. She caught Kris' gaze and glared at her, her eyes telling her friend not to do it, to run. <br><br><strong>"What should we do?"</strong>, she heard Willow ask.<br><br>"I don't know, but we need to keep them away from the village until we can figure out if they are friendly or not." She looked back at Willow, and saw that she had her chin rested on Sika. The gesture made her blood boil, and given the situation, something like that could tend to push her over the edge. Even though she didn't want to marry, he was still off limits until a decision was made. <br><br>She looked back at the beach and let out a sigh, if Kris was going out there, then so would she. Glancing at her golden-haired friend, she waited for her to make her move before she would step out onto the beach.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilyn Sydhe</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 09:42:35</strong>
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				Name: Sika<br>Location: Forest, near the beach<br>With: Willow, Dynami, Mae, Kris, and Erik<br><br>As he crouched low awaiting Dynami's signal, wondering if the choice would be made to attack, Sika felt the presence of Willow behind him, her chin on his shoulder.&nbsp; He considered her question carefully, wondering that as well.&nbsp; He felt no fear in such matters, at least not for himself as he would give his life in protection of the chief or his children, but he still had little knowledge as to how many there were or what they intended.&nbsp; His head turning for a moment to look at Willow, flashing a reassuring smile though he was waiting for direction himself, his voice a low husky whisper "Stay here Willow, Dynami and Mae will make the right decision, they are wise."&nbsp; He could not help think as he nodded to her what a beautiful young girl she had grown into.&nbsp; "I...we will not allow anyone to harm you or the village." <br><br>That spoken with conviction as he looked back, his gaze falling upon Mae.&nbsp; She was the chief's daughter, and for that alone Sika would do his best to keep her from harm, but there was more to the story.&nbsp; He had heard others speak of how the two should be paired, how Sika would be a fitting mate for Mae.&nbsp; Outwardly, he had always remained quiet on the issue.&nbsp; He was raised to be a guardian of the family and, as such, he believed admitting such feelings might be seen as disrespectful.&nbsp; Inwardly, however, he had always held an attraction for Mae, one hidden away even during such talk.<br><br>Before he could think about her further, Kris and Erik's conversation pricked his ear, gaze squinting as if wondering if he had heard correctly.&nbsp; Was Kris actually offering to go back to the beach with the male?&nbsp; Thick fingertips flexed around his spear as his intensity grew, feeling as if the battle might break out at any moment now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anon315</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 19:52:39</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Jeffrey (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=151638.msg6934430#msg6934430)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Beach<br><strong>With:</strong> Erik<br><hr><br>Jeff coughed a little as he tried to speak to the man, a little more sea water expelled from his lungs, and he sat up. He leaned heavily on his arms for support, though even they were wobbly at best in his current condition. <strong>"Jeff... I'm Jeff,"</strong> he finally managed to choke out. <strong>"There are others?"</strong> He asked, a definite spirit in the words, a hopefulness. He was concerned that he might have been nearly alone in making it to shore, as it had been quite a struggle for him and he was by no means in poor shape. He rose to his feet, using hit guitar case to stabilize himself, and asking Erik for help after it seemed that walking was still a bit much for his legs to handle at this time. <strong>"Thanks... you just washed ashore? That tide was a killer, I was sure I'd die out there."</strong> He was of a height with Erik, so that aided in the walking, but Erik easily had twenty pounds on him, even with the guitar case and sopping wet bundle of blankets and clothes still slung over his back and knotted at his front, not to mention the bright orange life vest he was still wearing. <strong>"I thought they said this was safe... they said this wasn't going to happen- couldn't happen!"</strong> Jeff wished he had the energy to to kick, to scream, to vent his frustrations and outrage into the world at large for its injustice. <strong>"I... I don't want to be Gilligan."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DS2K</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 07:55:04</strong>
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				Name: Matchitehew<br>Location: up in the tree's watching the new survivor's<br>With: open<br><br>Matchitehew come out the nearby bush near where Dynami and the rest where watching form, making sure he didn't scare anyone and end up with a spear in his neck.<br>"<strong>I got this form of them</strong>", he said somewhat out breath as placed the bag on the ground.&nbsp; Smiling at Mae he added, "<strong>They seem harmless</strong>", as he open the bag and looked inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Siereis</strong> on <strong>21-09-2012, 11:13:28</strong>
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				<strong>Character:</strong>Ami, a Survivor<br><strong>Location:</strong>Beach<br><strong>Doing what previously?:</strong> Going through luggage for supplies<br><strong>Currently wearing:</strong> Shorts and t-shirt, barefoot<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Liz and Dimitri<br><br>Ami had been busy going through the latest luggage container as she squatted down on the soft sandy beach, her bare feet covered in the particles as she looked through the dress shirts and bathing suits that looked too big for her slender frame.&nbsp; She cursed lightly as she found nothing of value once again, remembering now that passengers had not been allowed to carry on knives or any useful chemicals.&nbsp; However, as she worked she heard Liz's voice from not too far away as the other girl knelt over the injured male as he leaned against the tree.&nbsp; <br><br>She quickly stood up and brushed her hands against her bare thighs in order to get the sand off of her hands before walking over to join them both.&nbsp; As she came over to join them, she found herself looking over Liz in that bathing suit...at least someone seemed to be able to do something useful.&nbsp; So far Ami had found herself to be rather useless and had been on the verge of a nervous breakdown for the past hour since she had washed ashore.&nbsp; She quickly sat down beside the male, her shorts clad rear on the sand as she extended her legs out in front of her with her hands in her lap.&nbsp; She glanced between the two of them, wondering what they had been talking about before she offered the male a friendly smile with a nervous little wave.<strong>&nbsp; "Oh, and hey by the way, I'm glad to see you didn't have a concussion after all.&nbsp; I'm Ami by the way, looks like you and Liz have already been getting acquainted." </strong> <br><br>Eyeing the bandaged feet, she let out a quick exclaim before reaching back down into one of her pockets and pulling out a zip locked bag of medicine she found in one of the previous luggage containers.&nbsp; She offered the bag to the man before stating, <strong>"I think this is Aspirin...it might help with that foot if you feel it is important enough."</strong><br><br>By now Ami had no idea where Erik had gone off to and she still had no idea there were other people on the island aside from herself, Erik, Liz, and Dimitri.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Awesomesauce</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 07:54:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Character: Dimitri, a survivor<br>Location:Beach<br>Currently wearing: Black boxers<br>Tagging: Liz and Ami<br><br>Dimitri winces in pain slightly as the girl wraps the bandages around him, before Liz drops him that question. &lt; . .<strong>Can we be rescued? . .I don't know. . This island -is- indeed weird. .Those typhoons weren't normal. .</strong>&gt; He ponders for a few moments, forgetting to actually answer her. One of his bad social habits, apparently. Suddenly, however he is startled by the attractive asian looking lady girl sitting right besides him, and he flinches slightly in surprise. He shyly smiles back at her. <strong>'Nice to meet you, Ami. . .I'm Dimitri. .Yeah, Liz has been helping me a bit. .I'm glad you're fine too.</strong> He winces in pain lightly after speaking, as he had moved his foot a bit too much before he stares at the pills for a bit, as if he had just found an oasis in the desert. <strong>' . .Thanks, Ami. You're a life saver.'</strong><br><br>Dimitri grasps the bag and stares at it for a bit, wondering if he should take it now or later. He of course had no idea about other people in the island besides Ami and Liz. He sighs a bit at the thought of no rescue coming, before he tightly folds the zip lock bag into a small square. <strong>' . .Do you mind getting me that bag, Ami? It has my clothes in it. .' </strong>He points at a bag a few meters away from them with his right arm extended. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>22-09-2012, 08:04:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Character, Liz<br>Location:Beach<br>Currently wearing: Bikini<br>Tagging: : Dimitri and Ami<br><br>Liz smiled as they began talking which gave her time to finish the job on his leg. Once his leg was good she stood up and stretched her back, “This island… there is something weird about it. Let’s say those typhoons stay as some sort of unexplained phenomenon that would mean other cruises and airplanes most likely pass through there and got the same experience as us. Perhaps there are people living in here that it’s not too big of a stretch to guess. I mean those typhoons so far had stayed in place and not moved or even lowered in strength which means they are either permanent or very strong ones”. <br><br>She shook her head thinking of what she was saying, if she was right there would be no rescue coming soon. Walking over to the bags she helped Ami out carrying them to their location, “I think we should get a fire going on for tonight at least, we need to find some stuff that we can burn in order to make a pretty big fire. We need the other guy to arrive, us girls cannot carry so much stuff and we have him injured. Ami were you able to find a lighter or something that we can start a fire with on the suitcases?”.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Siereis</strong> on <strong>23-09-2012, 08:14:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Character:</strong>Ami, a Survivor<br><strong>Location:</strong>Beach<br><strong>Doing what previously?:</strong> Sitting with the others<br><strong>Currently wearing:</strong> Shorts and t-shirt, barefoot<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Liz and Dimitri<br><br>The zip locked bag that Ami had given to Dimitri only had a few pills in it - no more than 10, so no doubt they would not last all that long.&nbsp; <strong>"Sure, not problem...just go light on them, cause that was all I managed to find among the luggage that washed up nearby.</strong>&nbsp; The girl remained seated until the man asked for his luggage, causing Ami to nod before sitting up and reaching over with the help of Liz to bring it over.&nbsp; <strong>"Er..ya I suppose at least some clothes would be better than what you have on at the moment huh?"</strong>&nbsp; The pale girl blushed a little bit before looking away in order to give the man some space to get more fully dressed.<br><br>As Liz asked about the fire, Ami shook her head in response, causing her long black hair to sway behind her as she answered. <strong>"Sadly no...at least none that will work.&nbsp; The only thing I found was this flare gun tucked away in perhaps a ship officer's bag, but I sorta don't think we should be using that here."</strong>&nbsp; As if to prove herself, the girl ran back over to the luggage she had been rummaging through only moments before where she bent over at the waist and pulled up the small handgun.&nbsp; Showing it to the others she shrugged her petite shoulders <strong>"Though when I found it there was water all over it..so you think the flare will still work for later?"</strong>&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Awesomesauce</strong> on <strong>23-09-2012, 21:18:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dimitri nods with a small smile, blushing as well. <strong>'Yeah. .'</strong> He quickly digs into the bag and takes out some clean shorts, which were somehow not wet at all. He somehow manages to put them on without standing up, before he puts on a red T-shirt as well, swiftly standing up and using the tree for support right after. He steps very lightly on his bandaged foot, as he walks towards where the luggage is kinda slowly, limping still. Fortunately, the pain was subsiding though. <br><br>As he reaches Ami, he trips a bit, and has to place his right hand on her shoulder to balance himself. He swiftly pulls it away as soon as he recovers his balance, though. <strong>' Sorry. .Let me see that though. .' </strong>He tells her as he eyes the flare gun, trying to remember anything he may have known about them. <strong>' Maybe it'll work, I suppose. .Just not now.'</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acid Lips</strong> on <strong>23-09-2012, 21:24:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Liz nodded, "The bullet of the flaregun has small grain thingies that burns quite easily. I could take out that thing and set up a fire with it if I can find two dry sticks. Friction can be our ticket to a warm night, mmm Dimitry why don't you try to remove the cap from the bullet while I go search for some dry wood and something we can use for the fire, Ami I would need you to make a circle of rocks so the fire doesn't spread". She took off the pocket knife that was hanging from her neck and gave it to Dimitry, "You better not damage that knife, I will kill you if you do. That has a lot of sentimental value to me so you better not screw it up". <br><br>She stood up and looked around grabbing a suitcase and emptying it in front of them, "We can use the clothing for the fire as well, they burn as good as anything". She took the suitcase and went on to the forest in order to find something that she can use to make the fire with. First she gathered some dry sticks with some rocks that she found useful. and put them in the suitcase as she continued deep inside the forest.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kdyami</strong> on <strong>25-09-2012, 21:46:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Character: Dyami<br>Location:copse at the beach<br>Doing what previously?: hidding and waiting for instructions<br>Tagging: Mae, Kristina, Willow, Sika, Matchitehew<br><hr><br>Breathing a sigh of relief as the man moves off towards the beach Dyami allows his hand to relax on the handle of his knife, motioning others to gather around as best the could.&nbsp; He Looks into the faces of those he's sworn to protect lingering on Kristina and Mae, knowing theres nothing in the world he would rather do then send them all back to the village and leave him there to hold the beach by himself.&nbsp; There were simply too many variables for Dyami to see a solution that would please everyone.&nbsp; Heaving another sigh he braces himself to announce his decision to his friends.&nbsp; <br><br>"I am going back to the village," Dyami stated first, "And before you all clamor and argue, I've got more to say that I'm sure no one's going to like." Turning to Willow he says "Willow I need you to run ahead of me as fast as you can and gather the elders so we can quell the rumors I'm sure are running rampant in the village." "Matchitehew I need you to come with me." Dyami goes on to say, "I need your tactical appraisal and whatever that is you took in the council meeting."<br><br>Squaring his shoulders and turning to Mae and Kristina knowing he's not going to like this part. "I need you two to stay here at the beach."&nbsp; Dyami sighs, "Your the best scouts in the village I need to know if there are more further up and down the beach and what they plan to do next.&nbsp; They cant stay there on the beach forever."&nbsp; Moving to Sika looking him in the eye and saying only three words. "Keep. Them. Safe."<br><br>With that he turns and runs off after Willow in the direction of the village...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>persephone325</strong> on <strong>25-09-2012, 22:44:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Name:</strong> Willow<br><strong>Location:</strong> Beach, Village<br><strong>With:</strong> Dyami<br><hr>Willow listened to Dyami's instructions and nodded.<br><br>"Got it." She replied simply. Turning on her heel, she took off towards the village.<br><br>After a minute or two of running, Willow reached the center of the village. She went to the main hut of the village elders and quickly informed them of the situation on the beach. They followed her back to the center of the village and she waited for Dyami.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DS2K</strong> on <strong>26-09-2012, 01:49:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://members.optushome.com.au/darkshadow01/Stranded.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Matchitehew<br>Location: up in the tree's watching the new survivor's<br>With: Mea, Kristina and Sika</strong><hr><br>Matchitehew didn't head what Dynami was saying as he was more interesting in what was in the bag, he looked up just to see him and the others leave.&nbsp; <br>Turning to Mea, Kristina and Sika, "<strong>What I miss</strong>" he say with a confused look on his face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Stranded (Game thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Siereis</strong> on <strong>29-09-2012, 19:47:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Character:</strong> Ami, a Survivor<br><strong>Location:</strong> Beach<br><strong>Doing what previously?:</strong> Just found a flare gun<br><strong>Currently wearing:</strong> Shorts and t-shirt, barefoot<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Liz and Dimitri<br><br>Ami was currently leaning over at the waist as she looked behind her to show to both Liz and Dimitri that she had found the flare gun.&nbsp; She felt Dimistri place his hand on her shoulder to balance herself.&nbsp; She stood up, allowing him to keep his hand on her shoulder as she supported him.&nbsp; As he takes his hand off of her again, she reaches around to support him as they stand.&nbsp; She nods at his statement before handing Dimitri the gun - the last thing she wanted to do was accidentilly set off the gun.<br><br>At Liz's suggestion, Ami nodded as well before letting go of Dimistri.&nbsp; <strong>"You ok standing by yourself again?"</strong>&nbsp; As she let him stand, Ami moved off to go find some small rocks like Liz had suggested.&nbsp; She brought back the rocks and started making a small 5 foot diameter ring as she left Dimistri and Liz do their own work.
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