...:The L.O.S.T Chronicles, Book I: ~You Have Reached the Eye of the Storm~:...

Peregrine wrote:

Spring_Blossom wrote:

Peregrine wrote:[hehe X) a Jack beginning!]

Heather had been thrown from the plane on impact - heat smothered her, as she awoke, lying face down in the sand, near the burning plane propeller.
Someone's voice had struck her out of her daze.

(Yeppers. )

Adelaide sprinted towards the people, and what she saw amazed-well, more like horrified- her. Plane parts lay everywhere, adults and children alike were injured- probably fatally, and still others were trapped in the plane remains. She chocked back tears, how could this happen?

[]

Heather pulled herself up off the ground, just in time to see a girl run out of the tree-line. She looked around. What had happened?! A plane crash . . . ? Horror stuck her.

Adelaide stood there, not knowing what to do. She watched as other people flew (metaphorically of course) back and forth past her, tending to the needs of those who were injured, and helping those trapped in the seats. It was as she tried to bring herself to help a little girl who was hurt that she realized that she, too, was injured. Her arm was bleeding badly, and she almost fainted with the loss of blood.

"What is it?" asked Rose, getting up. "Where are you going?"

"I heard something in the jungle . . . I think maybe someone or some animal may have taken my computer bag . . . I'll be back in a sec." replied Yvonne.
She walked through the muddy jungle. A few airplane bits were scattered about, but there were mostly plants and trees.

Yvonne continued towards the sound. It repeated itself again.
She started to walk more cautiously . . . the noise had not been emitted by a human . . .
Yvonne's thoughts were abruptly interrupted when she came face to face with a large majestic black beast . . .

. . . a horse, to be precise.

[ thanks for letting me have Shantaram in da story!!! ]

Spring_Blossom wrote:

Peregrine wrote:

Spring_Blossom wrote:

Peregrine wrote:[hehe X) a Jack beginning!]

Heather had been thrown from the plane on impact - heat smothered her, as she awoke, lying face down in the sand, near the burning plane propeller.
Someone's voice had struck her out of her daze.

(Yeppers. )

Adelaide sprinted towards the people, and what she saw amazed-well, more like horrified- her. Plane parts lay everywhere, adults and children alike were injured- probably fatally, and still others were trapped in the plane remains. She chocked back tears, how could this happen?

[]

Heather pulled herself up off the ground, just in time to see a girl run out of the tree-line. She looked around. What had happened?! A plane crash . . . ? Horror stuck her.

Adelaide stood there, not knowing what to do. She watched as other people flew (metaphorically of course) back and forth past her, tending to the needs of those who were injured, and helping those trapped in the seats. It was as she tried to bring herself to help a little girl who was hurt that she realized that she, too, was injured. Her arm was bleeding badly, and she almost fainted with the loss of blood.

(Heather is 14, btw )

Heather pushed herself into a sitting position, pushing her gingery hair out of her dark green eyes, as she looked about her. Her forehead was bleeding, and she felt dizzy. She was covered in scratches and scrapes.

Sundara wrote:"I heard something in the jungle . . . I think maybe someone or some animal may have taken my computer bag . . . I'll be back in a sec." replied Yvonne.
She walked through the muddy jungle. A few airplane bits were scattered about, but there were mostly plants and trees.

Yvonne continued towards the sound. It repeated itself again.
She started to walk more cautiously . . . the noise had not been emitted by a human . . .
Yvonne's thoughts were abruptly interrupted when she came face to face with a large majestic black beast . . .

. . . a horse, to be precise.

[ thanks for letting me have Shantaram in da story!!! ]

Rose glanced at Xavier - he looked okay, and ran after Yvonne. "I'm coming to!" she said.
She stopped stock still, and watched the horse. "What. . . ?" she began.

[Your welcome X) I was thinkin' of adding Shantaram to the story - do you wanna be the only peep who can use 'em, or can anyone have 'im show up in there RP ]

Peregrine wrote:

Spring_Blossom wrote:

Peregrine wrote:

Spring_Blossom wrote:

Peregrine wrote:[hehe X) a Jack beginning!]

Heather had been thrown from the plane on impact - heat smothered her, as she awoke, lying face down in the sand, near the burning plane propeller.
Someone's voice had struck her out of her daze.

(Yeppers. )

Adelaide sprinted towards the people, and what she saw amazed-well, more like horrified- her. Plane parts lay everywhere, adults and children alike were injured- probably fatally, and still others were trapped in the plane remains. She chocked back tears, how could this happen?

[]

Heather pulled herself up off the ground, just in time to see a girl run out of the tree-line. She looked around. What had happened?! A plane crash . . . ? Horror stuck her.

Adelaide stood there, not knowing what to do. She watched as other people flew (metaphorically of course) back and forth past her, tending to the needs of those who were injured, and helping those trapped in the seats. It was as she tried to bring herself to help a little girl who was hurt that she realized that she, too, was injured. Her arm was bleeding badly, and she almost fainted with the loss of blood.

(Heather is 14, btw )

Heather pushed herself into a sitting position, pushing her gingery hair out of her dark green eyes, as she looked about her. Her forehead was bleeding, and she felt dizzy. She was covered in scratches and scrapes.

(I know, it was a different girl. ;])

Addy slipped off her jacket and tried to rip it into two pieces, like in the movies, but to no avail. She was going to help the child, but someone else had seen her (the child), and was patching her up as best they could. So Addy placed the jacket on her own wound and pressed it down to apply pressure.

[ People can see Shantaram . . . but he only trusts Yvonne . . . if that's okay with you. ]

Yvonne turned around to face Rose, but her quick movement spooked the black horse.
The black beast shied, swerved around and cantered away.

"Oh my gosh . . . you scared me!" Yvonne told Rose, a bit scolding-ish.

She looked down and spotted the computer bag. Yvonne picked it up, brushed the dirt and mud off of it . . . and walked back to the beach, along side Rose.

Spring_Blossom wrote:
(I know, it was a different girl. ;])

Addy slipped off her jacket and tried to rip it into two pieces, like in the movies, but to no avail. She was going to help the child, but someone else had seen her (the child), and was patching her up as best they could. So Addy placed the jacket on her own wound and pressed it down to apply pressure.

[I thought so ]

Heather shook her head, and slowly struggled to her feet - fear pulsing in her heart. She stumbled over to another girl, still dizzy from loss of blood, and asked:
"What-what happened?"

Sundara wrote:[ People can see Shantaram . . . but he only trusts Yvonne . . . if that's okay with you. ]

Yvonne turned around to face Rose, but her quick movement spooked the black horse.
The black beast shied, swerved around and cantered away.

"Oh my gosh . . . you scared me!" Yvonne told Rose, a bit scolding-ish.

She looked down and spotted the computer bag. Yvonne picked it up, brushed the dirt and mud off of it . . . and walked back to the beach, along side Rose.

[That iz fine he's your character (more or less) Oh, hey, do you have a pic of 'im?]

Rose flinched. "Sorry!" she said, none-to-harshly.
Rose trotted after Yvonne. "So, like, what was that horse doing there?]

[Hey, I was thinkin' of having people who, like, crashed here before visit other people - like ghosts, but not, what do ya think ]

Peregrine wrote:

Spring_Blossom wrote:

Peregrine wrote:

Spring_Blossom wrote:

Peregrine wrote:

Spring_Blossom wrote:

Peregrine wrote:[hehe X) a Jack beginning!]

Heather had been thrown from the plane on impact - heat smothered her, as she awoke, lying face down in the sand, near the burning plane propeller.
Someone's voice had struck her out of her daze.

(Yeppers. )

Adelaide sprinted towards the people, and what she saw amazed-well, more like horrified- her. Plane parts lay everywhere, adults and children alike were injured- probably fatally, and still others were trapped in the plane remains. She chocked back tears, how could this happen?

[]

Heather pulled herself up off the ground, just in time to see a girl run out of the tree-line. She looked around. What had happened?! A plane crash . . . ? Horror stuck her.

Adelaide stood there, not knowing what to do. She watched as other people flew (metaphorically of course) back and forth past her, tending to the needs of those who were injured, and helping those trapped in the seats. It was as she tried to bring herself to help a little girl who was hurt that she realized that she, too, was injured. Her arm was bleeding badly, and she almost fainted with the loss of blood.

(Heather is 14, btw )

Heather pushed herself into a sitting position, pushing her gingery hair out of her dark green eyes, as she looked about her. Her forehead was bleeding, and she felt dizzy. She was covered in scratches and scrapes.

(I know, it was a different girl. ;])

Addy slipped off her jacket and tried to rip it into two pieces, like in the movies, but to no avail. She was going to help the child, but someone else had seen her (the child), and was patching her up as best they could. So Addy placed the jacket on her own wound and pressed it down to apply pressure.

Heather shook her head, and slowly struggled to her feet - fear pulsing in her heart. She stumbled over to another girl, still dizzy from loss of blood, and asked:
"What-what happened?"

Adelaide jumped when she heard a voice behind her. She turned around, "Huh?" she asked tiredly.

[ sounds good to me, Ithildin! If you need help, I'd be glad to be one of those characters! Just so you don't have too many characters to control . . . ]

Yvonne looked at Rose. "I really don't know . . . that horse could be wild, tame . . . anything! I didn't check to see if he had a Branding, or horse shoes. I was too entranced . . ." responded Yvonne.

Spring_Blossom wrote:(I know, it was a different girl. ;])

Addy slipped off her jacket and tried to rip it into two pieces, like in the movies, but to no avail. She was going to help the child, but someone else had seen her (the child), and was patching her up as best they could. So Addy placed the jacket on her own wound and pressed it down to apply pressure.

Heather shook her head, and slowly struggled to her feet - fear pulsing in her heart. She stumbled over to another girl, still dizzy from loss of blood, and asked:
"What-what happened?" [/quote]

Adelaide jumped when she heard a voice behind her. She turned around, "Huh?" she asked tiredly.[/quote]

"Did-did we crash?" repeated Heather, dropping down onto the sand.

[I gotta go now do ya wanna do a on-going RP?]

Sundara wrote:[ sounds good to me, Ithildin! If you need help, I'd be glad to be one of those characters! Just so you don't have too many characters to control . . . ]

Yvonne looked at Rose. "I really don't know . . . that horse could be wild, tame . . . anything! I didn't check to see if he had a Branding, or horse shoes. I was too entranced . . ." responded Yvonne.

[Hehe okay, I'm still workin' on it - I'll post a update if I end up doing it ]

"But a horse? Here?" she asked. She shook her head. "How did you bag get there, anyway?"

"I think the horse may have smelled my perfumes or something. Yes, I carry cosmetics and beauty supplies in a computer bag . . . don't comment." said Yvonne . . . her face turning red.

Peregrine wrote:

Spring_Blossom wrote:(I know, it was a different girl. ;])

Addy slipped off her jacket and tried to rip it into two pieces, like in the movies, but to no avail. She was going to help the child, but someone else had seen her (the child), and was patching her up as best they could. So Addy placed the jacket on her own wound and pressed it down to apply pressure.

Heather shook her head, and slowly struggled to her feet - fear pulsing in her heart. She stumbled over to another girl, still dizzy from loss of blood, and asked:
"What-what happened?"

Adelaide jumped when she heard a voice behind her. She turned around, "Huh?" she asked tiredly.[/quote]

"Did-did we crash?" repeated Heather, dropping down onto the sand.

[I gotta go now do ya wanna do a on-going RP?][/quote]

"I think so." Addy said quietly.

(Awww. :[ Okay, sure. :])

[ Hey Spring-Blossom, want to RP? ]

Name*: Nicholas Ross
Age*: 15 (a lot of teens on that plane, apparently O_O...)
Gender*: Male
Description*: Dark brown hair, pine green eyes, rather tall for his age
Personality: Cynical when one first meets him, but he grows kinder when one gains his trust.
History: He was orphaned at a young age, and was traveling with his foster parents when the plane crashed.

Sundara wrote:[ Hey Spring-Blossom, want to RP? ]

(Sure! :])

[ okay! My character, Yvonne, is on the beach. Looking for her luggage . . . lol, she already found her computer bag. ]

Sundara wrote:[ okay! My character, Yvonne, is on the beach. Looking for her luggage . . . lol, she already found her computer bag. ]

(Okay. :] I'll use Nicholas, my new character.)

Nick stood by a tree, watching everything that went on. He knew he should do something, but what? He glanced over at a girl, who seemed to be looking for something. He walked up to her, "Do you need help?" he asked monotonously.

(I have to go do my chores, bye!)

Spring_Blossom wrote:
(Okay. :] I'll use Nicholas, my new character.)

Nick stood by a tree, watching everything that went on. He knew he should do something, but what? He glanced over at a girl, who seemed to be looking for something. He walked up to her, "Do you need help?" he asked monotonously.

Yvonne looked up to see a young man walking up to her.

"Ah . . . yeah. I'm looking for a brown and blue suitcase. Medium size, large wheels." she responded, hoping her French accent didn't show.

[ sorry it took me so long to respond, my dad needed help with opening up our pool. ]

Sundara wrote:

Spring_Blossom wrote:
(Okay. :] I'll use Nicholas, my new character.)

Nick stood by a tree, watching everything that went on. He knew he should do something, but what? He glanced over at a girl, who seemed to be looking for something. He walked up to her, "Do you need help?" he asked monotonously.

Yvonne looked up to see a young man walking up to her.

"Ah . . . yeah. I'm looking for a brown and blue suitcase. Medium size, large wheels." she responded, hoping her French accent didn't show.

[ sorry it took me so long to respond, my dad needed help with opening up our pool. ]

"Okay, then I'll go look for it." He said, trying his best to smile. He thought she sounded as if she had some sort of an accent, but he didn't say anything about it.

(that's okay. :])

Yvonne smiled a thank-you, and continued her own search.

When things seemed awkwardly quiet, Yvonne spoke up:

"Hey . . . did you by any chance happen to see a black horse in the jungle . . .?"
she asked, hoping she didn't sound stupid.

Sundara wrote:Yvonne smiled a thank-you, and continued her own search.

When things seemed awkwardly quiet, Yvonne spoke up:

"Hey . . . did you by any chance happen to see a black horse in the jungle . . .?"
she asked, hoping she didn't sound stupid.

Nick rose his eyebrow, a black horse? Like Black Beauty? Like the horse from that one movie where a boy and his horse got stranded on a deserted island? Or was that Seabiscuit?? Ah, he didn't know. "Uhh, no." He finally answered, "But if I happen upon one, I'll be sure to tell you."

"Okay . . . thanks . . . umm, I don't know your name . . ." stated Yvonne, slightly embarrassed.