Stranded...and....alone?

[Tavvi]

Originally Posted by Shadow

Willow nodded. “Alright don’t let flies get them I’ll be right back I guess.” She didn’t wait for anyone to reply as she walked into the jungle forest thing in the island. When she was well within the trees she stopped and slid to the ground.

Here she could cry. The pain of her cuts hurt-her friends are probably dead. She will probably die here. All those people are dead. All those children are dead. She will never see her family again. Here she could cry. She never liked crying infront of people because she took that as a sign of weakness.

She guessed it was because she wanted to show that girls where strong too. She didn’t know how she got that into her head but it was there anyway. So she cried. Willow was a silent crier so no one could hear unless they where really close.

After about ten-fifteen minutes of crying she forced herself to look for sticks and stones. Tears still rolling down her cheeks and she sniffled everyonce and a while but she kept on going. ‘We need warmth soon. I need warmth...I’m soaked-that won’t be good at night.’

The girl thought to herself. She was getting pretty hot...maybe it would be a good idea to cut her hair...she didn’t realize all the sound she was making as she was having a silent argument with herself about her hair.

Originally Posted by Silentshade

(Okay! Hawk shall find them!)
"Sorry, broken leg over here!" Weston said, gesturing to his awkward right leg. "And I don't think Jane will let me go," he added, "So I'm stuck." Weston grinned. He couldn't feel his leg at all, and the warm sunlight was making him sleepy. Yet his eyes widened at the food. "You." he said to Willow. "Are my new best friend. Seafood!" he grabbed one of the fish, inspecting it. "This will be so good! Great job!" he said, giving her a thumbs up.
(I'll wait until she goes into the trees to bring Hawk into the mix)

"Of course I won't let you go, what good are you as an asset if you're dead?" Janie asked shaking her head. Yet she did smile when she saw the seafood and decided to compliment Willow, "Wowser! Thanks so much, Willow! All we need now is some kindling and a sharp rock and I should be able to start us a fire." She mused thanking the lord for her Grandmother signing her up for Girl Scouts when she was eleven, "You know, seeing as the crabs appear to be dungeoness crabs they're probably safe to eat raw!" Janie beamed before picking up one of the small crabs to inspect. "Though they probably won't taste as good as the crab meat we're used to eating considering we have no seasoning."

[Bracken12]

Originally Posted by Shadow

Willow nodded. “Alright don’t let flies get them I’ll be right back I guess.” She didn’t wait for anyone to reply as she walked into the jungle forest thing in the island. When she was well within the trees she stopped and slid to the ground.

Here she could cry. The pain of her cuts hurt-her friends are probably dead. She will probably die here. All those people are dead. All those children are dead. She will never see her family again. Here she could cry. She never liked crying infront of people because she took that as a sign of weakness.

She guessed it was because she wanted to show that girls where strong too. She didn’t know how she got that into her head but it was there anyway. So she cried. Willow was a silent crier so no one could hear unless they where really close.

After about ten-fifteen minutes of crying she forced herself to look for sticks and stones. Tears still rolling down her cheeks and she sniffled everyonce and a while but she kept on going. ‘We need warmth soon. I need warmth...I’m soaked-that won’t be good at night.’

The girl thought to herself. She was getting pretty hot...maybe it would be a good idea to cut her hair...she didn’t realize all the sound she was making as she was having a silent argument with herself about her hair.

(Westie is guarding that food with his life, no fly gonna get on that! Now it's Hawk's turn to shine!)

Hawk was humming to himself as he broke off the stems of the marigold, filling his grass basket. Flittering from bush to bush, getting the herbs and berries he needed. He dropped the basket as a rather loud crash came from his left side. Ducking down into the bushes, he creeped up towards it. No, Bad Hawk. Your father told you what happened to the curious monkey! DEATH. The nineteen year old mentally scolded himself, before doubling back and picking up the herbs he had dropped. Then, his curious nature got the better. He abandoned his basket for the bushes. Crawling on his hands and knees, he poked his head out of a rather large berry bush, only to pull it back in shock. He then peeked out again, now watching the rather pale woman gather sticks and rocks. Why is she so loud? I bet the whole island can hear her! She's putting herself in danger? And why is she so pale? And wearing such strange clothing. He mused to himself. He then dragged himself out of the bush, sitting underneath it with a amused half smile on his tanned face. His blue eyes, strange among his tribe, winked like sapphires as he tipped his head to the side, black face paint like soot on his face. "So very loud," he said, half to himself, but loud enough so this strange human could hear him. Great. Good luck reviving her when she dies of shock. he told himself.

(I'm going for a 'I'll never grow up, Peter Pan' vive for him. I like it, he reminds me of Peter Pan)

[Bracken12]

Originally Posted by Tavvi

"Of course I won't let you go, what good are you as an asset if you're dead?" Janie asked shaking her head. Yet she did smile when she saw the seafood and decided to compliment Willow, "Wowser! Thanks so much, Willow! All we need now is some kindling and a sharp rock and I should be able to start us a fire." She mused thanking the lord for her Grandmother signing her up for Girl Scouts when she was eleven, "You know, seeing as the crabs appear to be dungeoness crabs they're probably safe to eat raw!" Janie beamed before picking up one of the small crabs to inspect. "Though they probably won't taste as good as the crab meat we're used to eating considering we have no seasoning."

(I'm RPing Hawk with Willow, so Westie should be safe to rp with Jane)
"Figures, you ladies are never going to let me get away with much are you?" he asked. "Well then, I'll just resign myself to my fate! And yes, crab meat is actually very good raw. I have it in sushi all the time." he told her. He started thinking about all the things he used to eat in South Dakota, sushi and chicken being his top picks. "A fire would be good about right now," he added, shivering slightly in spite of the warm, burning sun. he touched his nose, wincing as it hurt. "My nose is burnt isn't it? Curse my adorable ginger hair! It makes me turn into a lobster!" He cracked up laughing. All of this was hilarious! His leg, his sunburn, the sand, the random seagull watching them... it was all so random and out of sorts that he just had to laugh about it!
Westie, maybe you did drink the seawater...

[Shadow]

Originally Posted by Tavvi

"Of course I won't let you go, what good are you as an asset if you're dead?" Janie asked shaking her head. Yet she did smile when she saw the seafood and decided to compliment Willow, "Wowser! Thanks so much, Willow! All we need now is some kindling and a sharp rock and I should be able to start us a fire." She mused thanking the lord for her Grandmother signing her up for Girl Scouts when she was eleven, "You know, seeing as the crabs appear to be dungeoness crabs they're probably safe to eat raw!" Janie beamed before picking up one of the small crabs to inspect. "Though they probably won't taste as good as the crab meat we're used to eating considering we have no seasoning."

Originally Posted by Silentshade

(Westie is guarding that food with his life, no fly gonna get on that! Now it's Hawk's turn to shine!)

Hawk was humming to himself as he broke off the stems of the marigold, filling his grass basket. Flittering from bush to bush, getting the herbs and berries he needed. He dropped the basket as a rather loud crash came from his left side. Ducking down into the bushes, he creeped up towards it. No, Bad Hawk. Your father told you what happened to the curious monkey! DEATH. The nineteen year old mentally scolded himself, before doubling back and picking up the herbs he had dropped. Then, his curious nature got the better. He abandoned his basket for the bushes. Crawling on his hands and knees, he poked his head out of a rather large berry bush, only to pull it back in shock. He then peeked out again, now watching the rather pale woman gather sticks and rocks. Why is she so loud? I bet the whole island can hear her! She's putting herself in danger? And why is she so pale? And wearing such strange clothing. He mused to himself. He then dragged himself out of the bush, sitting underneath it with a amused half smile on his tanned face. His blue eyes, strange among his tribe, winked like sapphires as he tipped his head to the side, black face paint like soot on his face. "So very loud," he said, half to himself, but loud enough so this strange human could hear him. Great. Good luck reviving her when she dies of shock. he told himself.

(I'm going for a 'I'll never grow up, Peter Pan' vive for him. I like it, he reminds me of Peter Pan)

Willow heard an unfamiliar voice she dropped everything and pulled out her pocket knife and held a defensive position with the knife pointing at him. “Who the hell are you?! Are you from the ship?!” She looked him over. “No-no your not from the ship....”

She looked ag him again. “Who are you?!?!” She said a little more high pitched.
@Silentshade

[Tavvi]

Originally Posted by Silentshade

(I'm RPing Hawk with Willow, so Westie should be safe to rp with Jane)
"Figures, you ladies are never going to let me get away with much are you?" he asked. "Well then, I'll just resign myself to my fate! And yes, crab meat is actually very good raw. I have it in sushi all the time." he told her. He started thinking about all the things he used to eat in South Dakota, sushi and chicken being his top picks. "A fire would be good about right now," he added, shivering slightly in spite of the warm, burning sun. he touched his nose, wincing as it hurt. "My nose is burnt isn't it? Curse my adorable ginger hair! It makes me turn into a lobster!" He cracked up laughing. All of this was hilarious! His leg, his sunburn, the sand, the random seagull watching them... it was all so random and out of sorts that he just had to laugh about it!
Westie, maybe you did drink the seawater...

(Okay. (: )

"Hmm, I guess not though I much prefer this situation than one of a single girl and four guys trapped on an island," Janie revealed, staring at her bandaged and very freckled arm, "And I reckon so, unless you'd want to go lone wolf, but why would you when you have three hot girls, and the homely me as companions?" Her voice was airy and calm almost out of it as she breathed in the cool and salty air. "Eww, why do have to bring up sushi? I hate that stuff,! Always have ever since my dad dropped me off at that seven freaking elven and never...nevermind." She mumbled before starting to chuckle rather shrilly upon seeing his nose. "Oh my gosh. It's like a little tomato! I curse your delightfully ginger hair as well! Your starting to look like the love child of Sebastion the crab and Ariel from the Little Mermaid!"

[vellichor]

Name- Kaylee “Kay” Hartman

Age(Not younger than 16 please)- 18

Gender- Cisgender Female

Strengths- Physical Strength, Knack for fishing

Weaknesses/Fears- Afraid of heights, Lacks emotion

Personality- Tough, stoic, kind; the rest is TBRP

Appearance- 5’9, shoulder-length red hair, green eyes; wearing torn t-short and shorts and sneakers

Will you be in a group or a loner? Kind of in between

Choice of item that you found in your pocket(not to big please)- switchblade

Anything I missed?- nope

Other- nah

Questions- @Shadow

•*•*•*•

Name- Peta [ Golden Eagle ]

Age(Not younger than 12 please)- 32

Gender- Cisgender Male

Rank(Like Leader, Shaman, etc.)- Leader

Appearance- WIP

Personality- TBRP

Strengths- WIP

Weaknesses- WIP

Being welcoming or hostile towards the ‘invaders’- Indescisive

Anything I missed?- No

Other- nah

Questions- idk

[Shadow]

Originally Posted by Aurora Australis

Name- Kaylee “Kay” Hartman

Age(Not younger than 16 please)- 18

Gender- Cisgender Female

Strengths- Physical Strength, Knack for fishing

Weaknesses/Fears- Afraid of heights, Lacks emotion

Personality- Tough, stoic, kind; the rest is TBRP

Appearance- 5’9, shoulder-length red hair, green eyes; wearing torn t-short and shorts and sneakers

Will you be in a group or a loner? Kind of in between

Choice of item that you found in your pocket(not to big please)- switchblade

Anything I missed?- nope

Other- nah

Questions- @Shadow

•*•*•*•

Name- Peta [ Golden Eagle ]

Age(Not younger than 12 please)- 32

Gender- Cisgender Male

Rank(Like Leader, Shaman, etc.)- Leader

Appearance- WIP

Personality- TBRP

Strengths- WIP

Weaknesses- WIP

Being welcoming or hostile towards the ‘invaders’- Indescisive

Anything I missed?- No

Other- nah

Questions- idk

Accepted!!

[Bracken12]

Originally Posted by Shadow

Willow heard an unfamiliar voice she dropped everything and pulled out her pocket knife and held a defensive position with the knife pointing at him. “Who the hell are you?! Are you from the ship?!” She looked him over. “No-no your not from the ship....”

She looked ag him again. “Who are you?!?!” She said a little more high pitched.
@Silentshade

Hawk instantly put up his hands, showing her than he held no weapons. "I am Hawk. This is usually when you tell me your name... oh no. You're not from the tribe, I don't know who you are, or where you came from, but you most certainly can not be here! This is my dirt!" He gestured to the dirt, blue eyes wide. "You can not be on my dirt." he said firmly. She has a knife, a sharp knife. He whispered in his head. "This is our island! What tribe are you from? I've never seen anyone like you before," He came closer, still holding up his hands. 'Word of advice, Pale Girl, I would not make so much noise, these woods are filled with animals who would like to make a meal out of unprepared humans such as yourself. Now, before I get stabbed, please tell me who you are." he said coolly, smirking.

[Shadow]

Originally Posted by Silentshade

Hawk instantly put up his hands, showing her than he held no weapons. "I am Hawk. This is usually when you tell me your name... oh no. You're not from the tribe, I don't know who you are, or where you came from, but you most certainly can not be here! This is my dirt!" He gestured to the dirt, blue eyes wide. "You can not be on my dirt." he said firmly. She has a knife, a sharp knife. He whispered in his head. "This is our island! What tribe are you from? I've never seen anyone like you before," He came closer, still holding up his hands. 'Word of advice, Pale Girl, I would not make so much noise, these woods are filled with animals who would like to make a meal out of unprepared humans such as yourself. Now, before I get stabbed, please tell me who you are." he said coolly, smirking.

Willow narrowed her eyes. ‘He speaks weird. And what a..unique name. Wait? Tribe?!’ “What do you mean tribe?!” She asked looking at him with a confused look. She flipped the knife back and put it in her pocket again and looked at him.

She couldn’t help but look him over. ‘Weird..’ Her amber eyes looked back to his blue ones. She was clearly frightened and hoped her eyes still wherent puffy from crying. “I’m Willow.” She said not moving. “What do you mean, what types of animals?”

[Bracken12]

Originally Posted by Tavvi

(Okay. (: )

"Hmm, I guess not though I much prefer this situation than one of a single girl and four guys trapped on an island," Janie revealed, staring at her bandaged and very freckled arm, "And I reckon so, unless you'd want to go lone wolf, but why would you when you have three hot girls, and the homely me as companions?" Her voice was airy and calm almost out of it as she breathed in the cool and salty air. "Eww, why do have to bring up sushi? I hate that stuff,! Always have ever since my dad dropped me off at that seven freaking elven and never...nevermind." She mumbled before starting to chuckle rather shrilly upon seeing his nose. "Oh my gosh. It's like a little tomato! I curse your delightfully ginger hair as well! Your starting to look like the love child of Sebastion the crab and Ariel from the Little Mermaid!"

Weston laughed harder. "The- the love child of Sebastian and Ariel? now that's something I've never heard! And the one girl, four guys? That would be a nightmare." he told her, out of breath. "I don't want to go at it alone. I'd be picked off the first night with my leg the way it is. And you, homely? I laugh, you're cool! That's way more points than looks in my book." Weston gave her a goofy grin, eyes crinkling at the corners. "Don't disrespect the sushi! The Japanese have it going right, they're as healthy as heck!" He gave a fake gag. "Though I've leave healthy food to Californians, I much rather have a cupcake, smothered in icing, topped with sprinkles... that's what life's about right there..." he sighed exhaustedly, feeling lightheaded after laughing so hard.