forum Plane Crash RP!

Started March 07, 2018 by @WriteOutofTime

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(MIHAKA LONELY!!!! XD)

(She’ll meet the others soon, dw.)

(MIHAKA LONELY!!!! XD)

(She’ll meet the others soon, dw.)

(MIHAKA HAPPY!!!!!!! oops sry caps.)

(MIHAKA LONELY!!!! XD)

(She’ll meet the others soon, dw.)

(MIHAKA HAPPY!!!!!!! oops sry caps.)

(Lmao it’s okay. I use caps a lot, too)

(MIHAKA LONELY!!!! XD)

(She’ll meet the others soon, dw.)

(MIHAKA HAPPY!!!!!!! oops sry caps.)

(Lmao it’s okay. I use caps a lot, too)

(Yeah, hee hee. Gtg, sry.)

(K) Mihaka went to her camp, by the plane debris. She went to check on Carson, but met Dara! "Hello! I Mihaka, who you?"

Dara jumped, startled, nearly falling from the shock. Clutching at her broken rib, she winced. "Oh my God. You scared me. I'm Dara. It's, uh, nice to meet you."

"You pretty. I like you. Why you here, you here to kill land, to help?"

"Our plane crashed…" Dara trailed off, staring at the girl. She wasn't dressed in anything close to Western. She looked pretty islander. "Were you on the plane?"

"Mihaka no travel. Land my home."

Dara's eyes widened. So they weren't on a deserted island! She felt herself nearly collapse with relief. "Are you alone? Do you have a…I don't know, country, nation, tribe?"

"Only me. Herti village far south, But I last of my people. Herti kill all, I away when they die."

Her eyes lowered as disappointment set in. Then, with renewed resolve, she asked, "Well, okay. There's a village? With buildings, houses, supplies? Things we need?"

"Herti kill. They kill you when they see you, they cruel."

"I help you, if you teach Mihaka. I help you if you need."

Dara considered. She wasn't sure whether or not to trust the girl. She seemed sweet, and her face was sincere, but how could she know that the 'Herti' would kill them? "I…we need to get home, Mihaka. Really, really badly. We're from overseas. What is this island called?"

"Land called Big Home. In my words, Jher Hertka."

"Okay…so, i'm smart," Dara mumbled mostly to herself, "really smart. But I've never heard of Jher Hertka. How could that be? How could this island fly under the radar like this? And more importantly…" her eyes grew even wider. "How will anyone find us?"

"Man come once. He teach me your words. He die a long time away, yes, but studies and maps not lost. I have some parts of them."

"Okay." Dara nodded, resigned. "Listen, I have a tent down over there," she pointed, "with my friends. Tomorrow we'll go with you to get all the maps. Is that okay with you?"