Re: Rulanio Island

by <3--[Emily]--<< 1/3/2010, 3:38 pm

"Lemme check," I said, pulling out a dagger from a special pocket on the shirt under my first shirt. I put it back in, continuing to check to see if my pocket knife had fallen out. Finally, I pulled one out of my front jeans pocket. I flipped it in my hand, watching it flip out then retract. "Yep," I said simply. "And collecting water? Unless there's a water system here we'll have to leave out the salt water in the sun until the salt is extracted. Or something like that," I said, a bit confused as to what she was thinking.

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 1/3/2010, 3:41 pm

[The one with the juvinile delinquints is Harland.]

[Wanna RP Eric and Rebecca?]

by <3--[Emily]--<< 1/3/2010, 3:42 pm

[[Sure.]]

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 1/3/2010, 3:49 pm

[Rebecca is in the forest, just looking around and examining things...]

"Lemme check," He said, pulling out a dagger from a pocket on the shirt under my first shirt. He put it back in, continuing to check to see if the pocket knife had fallen out. Finally, he pulled one out of his front jeans pocket. "You done?" I asked. He flipped it in his hand, watching it flip out then retract. "Yep," He said simply. "And collecting water? Unless there's a water system here we'll have to leave out the salt water in the sun until the salt is extracted. Or something like that," He said. "No, duh. Come on, I bet we can find a hallow rock to fill with water," I said, searching the ground and quickly turning rocks until I found a rock that looked like a bowl. It was pretty large. "There has to be bottles of water in the planes, and there was a few from the plane that collapsed. Pour the water in something so the sun won't hit the bottle. It'll give cancer if we do," I said, jogging to the ocean and collecting water, making sure to keep sand out of it. The rock bowl was hollow enough for fifteen people to drink out of it.

by Mrs. Jessi O'Shea 1/3/2010, 3:53 pm

First Name: Jade
Last Name: Son
Age: 17
School: Skyhights Public High School
Description: Black hair to her elbows that curves in at the tip of her bangs that cover her forhead, and at the tip of the hair on her back. Chocolate brown eyes and tanned fair skin.
Personatlity: She's a sweet and very bubbly girl. She is one of the most well-known and popular girls at her school, but she's not mean, and would never stab anyone in the back. She's very pretty but has trouble with guys. Her knees shake and she can't talk whenever a cute guy talks to her. She volenteers at pounds and soup kitchens a lot, too.
Family: Just her parents.
History: When she was born an only child to newly weds that were just 18, she became their entire lives. She comes from a rich family from Canada, but they moved to the states when she was 5. Heer parents will let her have anything she wants, but she really doesn't like to show off, so she doesn't want too many exspencive things.

by <3--[Emily]--<< 1/3/2010, 3:56 pm

"Well why don't we just keep them in the bottles?" I asked her, looking for something to carry the water in.

by <3--[Emily]--<< 1/3/2010, 3:58 pm

I came out of the plain, seeing the girl who flipped the boy who tried to talk to her. "Nice to know some girls can take care of themselves," I thought to myself. "Ciao Bella," I spoke, my hands in the pockets of my dark green jacket. My ex girlfriend, Isabelle, said it always made my eyes more green.

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 1/3/2010, 4:05 pm

"Well why don't we just keep them in the bottles?" He asked me. "Because, if we keep them in the plastic bottles and someone drinks it, the plastic mixing with the water or something like that will create cancer if it's drinken." I explained to him.

"Ciao Bella," A male spoke. I looked up at the direction of the boy, his hands in the pockets of the dark green jacket he was wearing. I walked over to him. One of the native languages we have to learn in the acadamy is Italian. "Parli Italiano?" I asked him.

by <3--[Emily]--<< 1/3/2010, 4:08 pm

"But if you leave it out even if it's not hit by the sun and it's not in a container, it could be amebas," I pointed out.

by <3--[Emily]--<< 1/3/2010, 4:12 pm

"Sì, ah... Nome per favore?" I asked her, which meant "Yes, ah...Name please?". She was rather beautiful and I was thankful her and all of her classmates were devoted to helping us. I'd do something, but I really wasn't sure how I could help.

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 1/3/2010, 4:16 pm

"But if you leave it out even if it's not hit by the sun and it's not in a container, it could be amebas," He pointed out. "Yes but that rarely occures." I shot back. "And you rather take that chance or die of dehydration?" I asked. "PLus, there is a first aid kit in the planes." I added.

"Sì, ah... Nome per favore?" He asked. "Rebecca Livington," I said. It sounded a bit odd that a British girl was talking in Italian. "Come ti chiami?" I asked, happy that there was more than girls here who knew how to speak Italian.

by <3--[Emily]--<< 1/3/2010, 4:25 pm

"Piacevole per incontrarlo, Rebecca," I smiled, which meant "Nice to meet you, Rebecca." "Eric," I said simply, deciding to speak english now. "So what scualo are you all from?" I asked her, knowing I'd need to work on my english.

by Mrs. Jessi O'Shea 1/3/2010, 4:26 pm

(g2g. my sister is forcing me to go shopping. xP)

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 1/3/2010, 4:28 pm

"Piacevole per incontrarlo, Rebecca," He smiled. "Eric," He said simply. "So what scualo are you all from?" He asked. I think he ment 'school' instead of 'scualo'. "Gemerald Acadamy. You?" I asked, not really paying attention to the plane he stepped out of.

by <3--[Emily]--<< 1/3/2010, 4:29 pm

"Okay," I chuckled. "But when amebous are eating your brain, I doubt a first aid kit will help," I smiled, intentionally being difficult. "Hey, does this work?" I asked, lifting the biggest clam shell I'd ever seen that was perfectly rounded.

by <3--[Emily]--<< 1/3/2010, 4:33 pm

"I just moved here from.. How you say l'Italia and, started at Skyhights," I explained to her.

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 1/3/2010, 4:37 pm

"Okay," He chuckled. "But when amebous are eating your brain, I doubt a first aid kit will help," He smiled. "Mabey there was an antidote created while I was trying to find out why my mother was gone all the time! Are you trying to be difficute?" I smirked. "Hey, does this work?" He asked, lifting a large clam shell that was perfectly rounded. "Yep, just try to clean it out and fill it with water," I said, starting to walk towards camp.

"I just moved here from.. How you say l'Italia and, started at Skyhights," He explained to me. "We sat that you just moved here from Italy." I smiled. "I've never been to Italy before, always wanted to go. I was born in Britain, which you probebly already know." I offered.

by ~>*Alexis*<~ 1/3/2010, 4:40 pm

((rp anyone?))

by <3--[Emily]--<< 1/3/2010, 4:57 pm

First Name: Rosie
Last Name: Coacher
Age: 18
School: Skyhigh
Description: Light blonde curls, spray-tanned skin, and piercing green eyes. Make up is an essential in her life, but honestly she's prettier with it on.
Personatlity: Flirty, mean, decieving, jealous, and more than anything sly. Though she's nice to her close friends, she's ten times WORSE with her enemies. She never feels threatened, no matter who it is.
Family: single child
History: Queen Bee of the Skyhigh highschool, trying to get Eric to go out with her.

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 1/3/2010, 5:00 pm

[Oooo, I have a feeling she won't like Rebecca xD]

by <3--[Emily]--<< 1/3/2010, 5:01 pm

"We sat that you just moved here from Italy." she corrected me and I smiled. "I've never been to Italy before, always wanted to go. I was born in Britain, which you probebly already know." she offered. "Si, you have a beautiful accent," I smiled. I turned to see the girl who had been rather friendly to me last week, my first week of school. "Hey Eric," I heard a voice call. It was Rosie, the girl who had been friendly with me last week, my first week of school. "Ciao Rosie," I called back, turning back to Rebecca.

by <3--[Emily]--<< 1/3/2010, 5:02 pm

[[She won't xD]]

by <3--[Emily]--<< 1/3/2010, 5:03 pm

"Mabey there was an antidote created while I was trying to find out why my mother was gone all the time! Are you trying to be difficute?" she smirked. "I'm just a difficult person," I chuckled, cleaning out the clam shell. "Pass me a bottle of water," I said to her, "please."

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 1/3/2010, 5:07 pm

"I'm just a difficult person," He chuckled, cleaning out the clam shell. "This is going to be an interesting experience," I murmured. "Pass me a bottle of water," He said, "please." He finished, "What a gentleman," I smirked, throwing a bottle of water over my shoulder, right at him.

by •○•[Lemon-Licious]•○• 1/3/2010, 5:10 pm

"Si, you have a beautiful accent," He smiled as I blushed. "I like your accent, also. I've never net anyone with an Italian accent." I smiled. He turned to see a girl from his school. "Hey Eric," She greeted him. "Ciao Rosie," He called back, turning back to me. "So, I wonder what how long we're going to stay here, and then what will happen. I belive these three schools were going to Italy, correct? I didn't know if it was just my school," I shrugged.

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