1999
29th of June
Temperature 97 *F
-Area unknown.-
You never know how much your life can change in a split second, from you being whoever the hell you were before the crash into a hardened survivor, trying to cling onto the creaking branch that is your life
-5 hours ago-
Everyone started onto the plane, light bounces in their steps full of excitement. They were finally out of College, which now means they are onto the life that they were waiting for, one full of excitement one full of wonder, unaware of what laid next.
They made it into their seats just as the plane started down the runway, why oh why didn't I listen to the News.
-4 hours later-
The sound of thunder cackled in the distance, just as a light rain started pattering on the planes roof and windows, making the people who never flew before, glance wildly about the cabin, wary eyed.
Just a little less than a minute after the first bit of rainfall began to fall, there was an indescribable sound, one of which that made everyone glance back to whence it came, the back tail section.
The metal was quickly giving weigh, making sparks of electricity, and chunks of jagged metal fly throughout the cabin, later on giving weigh completely, tearing away the tail section with a a ever terrifying screech.
"Then the screaming started" -Alexander Edwinn Maxwell
Screams soon echoed in the planes metal cabin, and was soon quieted by the sound of rushing wind, and the taste of the sea flavored air, and then the ocean itself.
[We will start in the plane, which is currently just barely above the water.]
[Area]
This RP will take place in the midst of the Bermuda Triangle, on a band of hostile, and desolate Cayman islands, and with food scarce and water low, how far will you go to survive?
[C.S]
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Bio:[ To be Revealed, or a paragraph..]
Inventory: [Max limit of items is two. Also no guns allowed!]
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