-Ding, Dong- "Hello, all passengers. I have to warn you, we will have severe turbulence for the next minute. Thank you for listening."
Crud, that's bad. At least it's only for a minute. For the past half hour scared and confused flight attendants have been roaming around the isles. I look out the window to the sight of two multi-coloured lights. Wait...they're heading towards us....OH MY GO- a hole is ripped in the back. The luggage falls out of the holders just as a fireball covers half of the plane. I see the wing get ripped off.....oh my god. That turbine just smashed into the side. Oh god, a briefcase just knocked that guy out. The seat comes towards me at light speed, and then a explosion of white pain engulfs my head.
I wake up. The plane is wrecked, dead bodies are surrounding me.
What just happened?
-/:CS:\-
Name:
Age:(No younger then 15, no older then 50)
Appearance:
Weight/Hight:
Personality:
Story:(Why you got on the plane, to go to where)
Biography:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Isle: (Where did you sit in the plane?)
-/:My CS:\-
Name: Jake T.
Age:(No younger then 15, no older then 50) 32.
Appearance: Blue and red checkered shirt with acid-stained denim jeans.
Weight/Hight: 60 lbs, 7"45.
Personality: Smart, sarcastic, helpful, can get very mad.
Story:(Why you got on the plane, to go to where) Was going to NY.
Biography: Was born to a normal family in Vancouver. Moved to Atlanta, his father died of lung cancer.
Likes: Sports, nature, big cities.
Dislikes: Clothes shopping, rude people, war.
Isle: First, to the left.
Rules:
No spamming.
No foul language.
Animals inhabit the island. You might die from one.
Don't complain.
Your CS does not have to be accepted to join in. You may play right away.
And enjoy! |