Name: Irene Romano
Age: 23
Occupation: Med student
Hometown: Cremona, Italy
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: light brown hair, green eyes, freckles across her nose, short, nice curves
Personality: introverted for the most part, wants to help people, irritated easily
Other: her and her family camp all the time
Another Italian!//
(I should probably change her name.)
yeah thats a pretty american name//
(Mind if I throw myself into this also?)
(I came up with the name before I came up with the hometown so…)
(Mind if I throw myself into this also?)
(Go ahead)
Name: Lucas Williams
Age: 23
Occupation: works at a library
Hometown: Canada
Sexuality: straight
Appearance: shagy brown hair usually pulled back in a small pony. Dark brown eyes, and pale as heck. Also has a tattoo on his right wrist
Personality: quick thinker. Logical. Keeps to himself. Closed off.
Other: has a cat named Bob.
Name: Zoe Melana
Age: 18
Occupation: Works as a mechanic/engineer/ College student/Barisrta
Hometown: Cheyenne, Wyoming
Sexuality: Straight
Apperance: Tannish skin, blue eyes, Long, messy and jagged black hair.
Personality: A witty and quick thinker, great multitasker, determined, photographic memory.
Other: Great with the wild since she lives next to Yellowstone and there are forests everywhere.
(Are we gonna start?)
shrugs//
(I'm ready if y'all are)
(Yeah same)
(Sorry, I've been busy with school and work but yeah we can start)
It was just another plane flight. The baby was crying, there was that one couple that hooked up in the bathroom thinking they were discreet but really weren't, the one snoring, the annoying kid, and everyone else trying to ignore them. But then it wasn't just another plane flight. Something happen, the engine failed, and the plane began to fall. Passengers on board were screaming, flight attendants were strapping themselves in, the pilots were trying to find some way to stabilize the plane. Their plans failed. The plane crashed, but instead in water, on a tiny island that you went find on the maps. Many people died outright on the plane, experiencing a quick and easy deaths, others weren't as lucky. Their death was slow and antagonizing. And then there were some that survived. Survived and had nowhere to go, had no hope of rescue, and didn't think they would last night.
Livio coughed his face smudged with soot and dirt "what the fuck happened in there?" he asks himself in Italain
Cayde coughs , unhooking himself from the seat and falling to the floor. His wrist felt numb with pain. He flopped over, coughing a holding his broken wrist to his chest, "W-what?"
Zoe groaned as she woke up to the smell of smoke and the sight of a wreaked plane. She quickly checked on herself and saw that she had a mild concussion, nothing that serious. Am I the only one left? She wondered to herself in shock as she stepped over dead bodies and made her way to the sand, covered in some snoot and coughing from the smoke.
Livio tries to get up and fails oh crap i have a sprained ankel of course i do luckly he had been thrown out onto the beach when the plane hit
Lucas gasp and undid his buckle. "Holy heck" he shouted coughing on smoke. what happened? How am I alive? Lucas put his hand to his mouth looking around at the dead bodies.
Zoe panted as she got some water in her mouth. She saw luggage floating in the water and decided to drag them onto the beach, they would probably help them survive…right?
Cayde rolled onto his back, coughing and retching. His wrist was throbbing horribly.
Irene was disoriented for a moment. She shook her head clear, trying to wrap her head around things. She was on a plane, she was-she was going somewhere, the Caribbeans to meet her friends. And something happened, and then the plane crashed. She survived. But others didn't. She could see their dead bodies. She choked on a sob. She couldn't focus on them right now. She had to focus on herself and then on other survivors. She managed to get herself out of the seats and over the bodies. She grabbed a suitcase that had fallen out of the overhead bin and grabbed a shirt. She ripped it up and wrapped up her injuries. "Is there anyone else here?!" She croaked out.
One Zoe salvaged all she could, she heard a small voice. Is any one else here?! Zoe felt grateful she wasn't the only one as she went inside and saw two people, still alive. "Are you ok?!" She asked frantically
Livio hears a voice "im here," he says his Italian accent lilting the words