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Help"Island Survivors" Congrats (Sign-ups)
I thought this might be a fun idea for a congrats game! It's kind of like the show Lost, but without the weird stuff. :P (But if anyone wants it to become more SiFi let me know and we can do it that way!)
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So here is the story line...everyone boarded a flight leaving from L.A. for Sydney, Australia. In the middle of the night, about half way between the U.S. and Australia, a huge ocean storm hits and the pilot has to veer off of the intended path to avoid it. But before the plane could make it out of the storm it was struck by lightning, causing one of the engines to go up in flames and the computer systems to go out. This leaves the the pilot without any communications. Everyone on the flight panics as the plane shakes violently. The flight attendants try to calm the passengers down, but as the lights go out and the plane lunges toward the raging ocean they only have seconds to reach their seats. Everyone holds on screaming until, with a huge amount of force, the plane crashes into the water nose first.
The pressure of the water hitting the plane causes most people to black out instantly. When they awake it is pitch black, but they can feel water rushing around them, hear people screaming, and smell smoke filling the air. The plane was literally ripped in half when it hit the water, so some passengers are able to swim out of the sinking plane and grab hold of large pieces of floating debris. When the survivors float away from the crash they can see in the light of the flames as the twisted metal of the plane sinks further into the ocean. The storm rages through the rest of the night, but everyone manages to hold several piece of debris together to form a raft and are able stay together. When the storm finally ends and the sun comes up, the survivors see how serious their situation is. They are floating in the middle of nowhere and all they can see is ocean everywhere.
They float on the debris of the plane for almost a week. Everyone is unbelievably hungry and thirsty, but just when they think hope is lost and they would all die, an island appears in the distance. When they finally reach the sandy beach they yell and cheer, happy to be alive and off of the water. They manage to find some coconut, which they eat and also drink from. But after a few days the excitement wears off and they realize they could very well be there a long time.
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Every round we will update on how our survivors are getting along, what they've accomplished, etc. If you were single when we crashed, you can pair up with another survivor and become a team. There will also be other characters you can interact with or pair up with. You can get the opportunity to get pregnant on the island or you could "adopt" a child who lost their parents. Feel free to tell detailed stories in each round! That makes it more fun! :) And if you have any plot line suggestions let me know!
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Okay, let's hear about our survivors!
Who are you?:
-Can be one or more people, you don't have to be married or related, and you can have a child or children.
-What is your name(s)?
-How old are you?
-What do you look like? (Pictures are encouraged!)
What is your story?:
-Where are you from?
-What did you do before the crash? What was your career? (Feel free to be one of the flight attendants or a pilot)
-Why were you in the L.A. and why were you headed to Sydney?
-How do you feel about being on the island? Do you have any skills that will help you and the others survive?
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So here is the story line...everyone boarded a flight leaving from L.A. for Sydney, Australia. In the middle of the night, about half way between the U.S. and Australia, a huge ocean storm hits and the pilot has to veer off of the intended path to avoid it. But before the plane could make it out of the storm it was struck by lightning, causing one of the engines to go up in flames and the computer systems to go out. This leaves the the pilot without any communications. Everyone on the flight panics as the plane shakes violently. The flight attendants try to calm the passengers down, but as the lights go out and the plane lunges toward the raging ocean they only have seconds to reach their seats. Everyone holds on screaming until, with a huge amount of force, the plane crashes into the water nose first.
The pressure of the water hitting the plane causes most people to black out instantly. When they awake it is pitch black, but they can feel water rushing around them, hear people screaming, and smell smoke filling the air. The plane was literally ripped in half when it hit the water, so some passengers are able to swim out of the sinking plane and grab hold of large pieces of floating debris. When the survivors float away from the crash they can see in the light of the flames as the twisted metal of the plane sinks further into the ocean. The storm rages through the rest of the night, but everyone manages to hold several piece of debris together to form a raft and are able stay together. When the storm finally ends and the sun comes up, the survivors see how serious their situation is. They are floating in the middle of nowhere and all they can see is ocean everywhere.
They float on the debris of the plane for almost a week. Everyone is unbelievably hungry and thirsty, but just when they think hope is lost and they would all die, an island appears in the distance. When they finally reach the sandy beach they yell and cheer, happy to be alive and off of the water. They manage to find some coconut, which they eat and also drink from. But after a few days the excitement wears off and they realize they could very well be there a long time.
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Every round we will update on how our survivors are getting along, what they've accomplished, etc. If you were single when we crashed, you can pair up with another survivor and become a team. There will also be other characters you can interact with or pair up with. You can get the opportunity to get pregnant on the island or you could "adopt" a child who lost their parents. Feel free to tell detailed stories in each round! That makes it more fun! :) And if you have any plot line suggestions let me know!
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Okay, let's hear about our survivors!
Who are you?:
-Can be one or more people, you don't have to be married or related, and you can have a child or children.
-What is your name(s)?
-How old are you?
-What do you look like? (Pictures are encouraged!)
What is your story?:
-Where are you from?
-What did you do before the crash? What was your career? (Feel free to be one of the flight attendants or a pilot)
-Why were you in the L.A. and why were you headed to Sydney?
-How do you feel about being on the island? Do you have any skills that will help you and the others survive?
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Heidi Janessa Craft sighed as she sat down in the sand near the water. It had been a long day and she new the time she would be stranded on this island would most likely be even longer. She allowed her mind to drift, back to before the plane crash.
She had been enjoying her life as much would be expected under the circumstances. Sure, she was living with her friends' parents instead of her own. But that had been her norm for the past year almost since her parents had died. Nothing had been the same, but at least she had someone back in LA, someone she knew. She didn't really want to go live with her aunt in Sydney. If her aunt wanted her to stay with her so much, to rip her away from everything she knew and loved, why hadn't she done it right after her parents died instead of a year later?
Heidi allows a few tears to trickle down her face before she wipes at them and tells herself to stop crying. Yeah, she didn't want to go live with her aunt, but she didn't want to be stuck on some island with a bunch of random strangers either. She opens her eyes suddenly. Not all strangers. Where was Toni? She looks around for the little girl whom she had sworn to protect since the crash happened. She breaths a sigh of relief as she spots her closer to the water playing in the sand.
Antonia Grace Spearman was a seven year old sweetheart who had been sitting by Heidi on the plane. Curious as to why someone so young would be traveling by herself, Heidi had talked to her and found out that she had done it a few times before as well. Since her parents divorced and her father moved to Sydney, every six months Toni would fly out to see her father. She always had someone arranged to take care of her while she was traveling, most of the time it was a flight attendant. Heidi had felt for the girl and taken her under her wing in a way, even though she thought it would only be for the flight. Now, she was glad she decided to take care of her; Toni needed someone to be there for her while they were stuck here.
She had been enjoying her life as much would be expected under the circumstances. Sure, she was living with her friends' parents instead of her own. But that had been her norm for the past year almost since her parents had died. Nothing had been the same, but at least she had someone back in LA, someone she knew. She didn't really want to go live with her aunt in Sydney. If her aunt wanted her to stay with her so much, to rip her away from everything she knew and loved, why hadn't she done it right after her parents died instead of a year later?
Heidi allows a few tears to trickle down her face before she wipes at them and tells herself to stop crying. Yeah, she didn't want to go live with her aunt, but she didn't want to be stuck on some island with a bunch of random strangers either. She opens her eyes suddenly. Not all strangers. Where was Toni? She looks around for the little girl whom she had sworn to protect since the crash happened. She breaths a sigh of relief as she spots her closer to the water playing in the sand.
Antonia Grace Spearman was a seven year old sweetheart who had been sitting by Heidi on the plane. Curious as to why someone so young would be traveling by herself, Heidi had talked to her and found out that she had done it a few times before as well. Since her parents divorced and her father moved to Sydney, every six months Toni would fly out to see her father. She always had someone arranged to take care of her while she was traveling, most of the time it was a flight attendant. Heidi had felt for the girl and taken her under her wing in a way, even though she thought it would only be for the flight. Now, she was glad she decided to take care of her; Toni needed someone to be there for her while they were stuck here.
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Layla Elizabeth Jane McLeod (23)
Frederick Vincent McLeod (3)
I was born and raised in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada as a Trust Fund baby. Amazing, right? I hated every second of it. Hopped a plane to London a couple days after my eighteenth birthday and when my parents found me a few weeks later in a youth hostel they were livid. Insisted I come home, I refused. So, they bought me an apartment ('flat') there. I got pregnant, one night stand, about about a year after I arrived and decided to go through with the pregnancy. I told the Father of course, but he wanted nothing to do with me. So I raised Freddie with my parents money.
I don't have a 'real' job, Dad wants me to take over his company and I've flat out refused, I write for a few travel magazines. It's not always steady but I get to go to interesting places and write about them, which I love doing, so I find it very rewarding. The island is ruddy gorgeous, though I'm not one for sandy beaches 24/7, very picturesque.
I went to visit my Grand-Dad up in San Fran and, after, took Freddie down to Disney, which he seemed to enjoy. We were heading to Sydney so I could write an article about Adelaide and the tourist-y things there before heading down to New Zealand, obviously we didn't make it.
I'm afraid I'm not very useful in the grand scheme of things, much as I'm resourceful and, though I hate to brag, a fairly good cook, I'm also very used to living the way I like and doing what I want to do. So, I can be very stubborn and temperamental when that doesn't happen. I'm also fairly opinionated and put myself and Freddie before a lot of things. But I can be diplomatic when it suits me or when a situation is dire and I've been told I'm rather fair in my judgment.
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Maya Amit is a 26 year old single mother of two year old Tali Amit, who works as a photographer. Originally from Israel, the young woman is currently freelancing, traveling from place to place, going where ever the job takes her. Currently, she has no home base, but she was visiting friends in Los Angeles when she got a call to travel to Sydney and photograph the annual film fest. Luckily for her, there was one last seat available on the flight and she took it, assuring the flight attendants her daughter could sit on her lap.
Having served her country for two years, Maya has learned many survival skills as well as being able to handle a gun and the ability to hold her breathe for more than five minutes underwater.
Now that they are on the island, Maya has gone into survival mode. Her maternal drive helping her be able to stay strong without much food. The only thing that matters to her is getting through this and making sure her daughter stays safe and makes it.
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Question
If we want to be paired up with someone else how would we do that?
If we want to be paired up with someone else how would we do that?
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If you want to be paired up with another congrats player, then you can post a response during any of the rounds and ask if they would be interested. But if you want to be paired with another character in the game, just let me know in one of our rounds and that can be arranged. :)
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I want to be paired up :)
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Justin Anthony Hart was worried. Very worried. For the past week, things have been beyond frightening - the aeroplane crashing down, the floating about in the sea, the screaming, the crying, the terror... it was more than his worst nightmares, or anything else he could imagine. His best consolation was that he was still (barely) alive, and that he is now sitting on dry sand with the other survivors instead of clinging helplessly to a bit of debris, and that things were playing out like a film would (which were, of course, not very consoling). His greatest question right now was: where is his family?
He's fourteenn, damn it - fourteen! Justin was not, strictly speaking, a habitual dirty mouth, but at that point he was too angry and terrified to care. He ought to be able to swim, right? He's a good swimmer in school, and so is mum. And Dad is strong - he'd probably be helping someone right now in another part of the island - right?
Frantic thoughts filled his mind. Though utterly exhausted and with gnawing hunger still in his stomach, Justin had made up his mind. He stood up and marched to the nearest survivor - who, judging by her uniform, was most likely a flight attendant. He remembered her as the one who gave his brother the orange juice. He tapped on her arm and began asking. Did she see his family? The Harts, father is Tony, mother is Stephanie, his brother David, two years younger. When the woman shook her head, Justin went off to ask the others. When no-one gave him a conclusive answer, he wandered off, shouting for his family.
After a few hours, he finally collapsed of exhaustion and thirst. His throat hurt from the straining and shouting. And still the results were futile. This was never supposed to happen - we were just going bloody home! Justin recalled the stay in L.A. vaguely, as if it were a dream. Tears started rolling down his face, and his body shook with every sob. Dad was attending a seminary, he brought us with him. Took us around the state, and several other places. We even went to Anaheim - Justin thought of the things he saw, the people he met. None of them could help him now, not even the -
He's fourteenn, damn it - fourteen! Justin was not, strictly speaking, a habitual dirty mouth, but at that point he was too angry and terrified to care. He ought to be able to swim, right? He's a good swimmer in school, and so is mum. And Dad is strong - he'd probably be helping someone right now in another part of the island - right?
Frantic thoughts filled his mind. Though utterly exhausted and with gnawing hunger still in his stomach, Justin had made up his mind. He stood up and marched to the nearest survivor - who, judging by her uniform, was most likely a flight attendant. He remembered her as the one who gave his brother the orange juice. He tapped on her arm and began asking. Did she see his family? The Harts, father is Tony, mother is Stephanie, his brother David, two years younger. When the woman shook her head, Justin went off to ask the others. When no-one gave him a conclusive answer, he wandered off, shouting for his family.
After a few hours, he finally collapsed of exhaustion and thirst. His throat hurt from the straining and shouting. And still the results were futile. This was never supposed to happen - we were just going bloody home! Justin recalled the stay in L.A. vaguely, as if it were a dream. Tears started rolling down his face, and his body shook with every sob. Dad was attending a seminary, he brought us with him. Took us around the state, and several other places. We even went to Anaheim - Justin thought of the things he saw, the people he met. None of them could help him now, not even the -
This message was edited 7/20/2011, 8:33 AM
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My name is Rachel Eleanor Isaacs. I"m 26 years old and studying to become a doctor. I like in the United States, though my parents grew up in Australia. I was flying to visit my relatives in Sydney, LA was just a stop on my way from the East Coast.
I hope that I'll be able to provide some medical care to those on the island. However, there really isn't much available in terms of supplies. After nearly a week afloat, there are a lot of dehydrated passengers, so I'll be able to help them recover.
(I'll ad a picture later)
I hope that I'll be able to provide some medical care to those on the island. However, there really isn't much available in terms of supplies. After nearly a week afloat, there are a lot of dehydrated passengers, so I'll be able to help them recover.
(I'll ad a picture later)
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Anne Elisabeth MacAndrew, 23 years old, from Dublin, Ireland. Was backpacking in America for a few months. Her plan was to visit Australia too.
Anne wasn't sure what she wanted to do with her life, so she decided to backpack in Australia and America. She is a smart and practical girl, she was with the girlscouts for years, so she knows how to tie knots and make a fire and other basic stuff.
Anne wasn't sure what she wanted to do with her life, so she decided to backpack in Australia and America. She is a smart and practical girl, she was with the girlscouts for years, so she knows how to tie knots and make a fire and other basic stuff.
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Meet my family! I am Faustina Gioconda Agnelli (28), and these are my children, Ilaria Fabrizia (10) and Beniamino Clemente (8). My former husband, Enzo Gavino Agnelli, left me and the kids just this year. He had decided that he wanted to be with someone else, that he didn't really love me. It didn't help that his girlfriend is pregnant with his baby. He'd told me right after Benny was born that he didn't want anymore children; I did. I'd been thinking about getting an annulment after that, but I didn't think I'd have enough grounds. So I waited. And when he just up and left me to be with his girlfriend and his new baby, I decided that it was time. We are in the middle of the annulment process, as well as the divorce process for legal things. Lara, Benny, and I--we are all faithful Catholics.
This is my brother-in-law, Francesco Giampaolo Agnelli (35). He is studying to be a priest in the Eastern rite Catholic church. This means that he can get married, as long as he is married before he gets ordained.
We all moved to LA from Italy after Benny was born because Enzo had gotten a better job there. Francesco was just along for the ride, not yet knowing what he was going to do with his life. When Enzo left, I decided that we needed to get away for awhile, and we decided going on a trip to Australia, where my mother-in-law lives, would be a fun thing to do to get out of the house. Everyone in Enzo's family was disappointed with the way he'd been acting. I hadn't found a job before we left, but I was in the process of finding one.
I am anxious, worried, and very, very nervous about being on this island. I wish I could help, but I am afraid that I never learned any survival skills. Francesco is better than I am, though. He knows how to start a fire, cook over a fire, and pitch a tent using natural findings. Benny is in Cub Scouts and is learning. He can tie knots very well.
This message was edited 7/20/2011, 8:07 AM
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UN: lalalove
Dgf: Bianca Maria Hayden (23)
(dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, olive skin)
Dbf: Benjamin Daniel McCarthy (25)
(light brown hair, hazel eyes, light skin, lean muscular build)
(Flight attendant and co-pilot)
Bianca took a job as a flight attendant after she graduated college, to pay her bills. She only intended to stay temporarily, at least until she met Ben. Ben had joined the air force right after high school and after completing his tour, decided he couldn't give up flying and got his commercial pilot license. Bianca and Ben had started out as just friends, going out to lunch or to the movies whenever they weren't needed on a flight but eventually greater feelings blossomed. A couple months ago, Bianca discovered she was pregnant. She planned to continue working until she hit the end of her first trimester, which was in only a few weeks. Bianca had never planned to have children so early, but found that she was already attached to this baby.
When the plane crashed, Bianca's first instinct was to protect the unborn baby, but she blacked out when the plane hit the water. The next thing she remembered was being woken up by Ben, and going with him to the makeshift raft. She was so sick with worry that something had happened to her child that she barely felt any relief once they arrived at the island and found the coconuts. Survivors of the crash were approaching her and Ben left and right demanding to know what happened, as if Bianca could possibly know. Ben hadn't been flying at the time of the crash, he was operating controls at the time and the next thing he remembers is waking up in the pitch black night, but that wasn't the explanation that people wanted to hear. Bianca felt bad for the young teenage boy that asked her if she saw his family, she remembered giving his brother orange juice, but in truth she was worried about her baby and what would become of her own little family.
After a few hours, a woman went around saying that she was a doctor and could try to help anyone who was injured.
Dgf: Bianca Maria Hayden (23)
(dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, olive skin)
Dbf: Benjamin Daniel McCarthy (25)
(light brown hair, hazel eyes, light skin, lean muscular build)
(Flight attendant and co-pilot)
Bianca took a job as a flight attendant after she graduated college, to pay her bills. She only intended to stay temporarily, at least until she met Ben. Ben had joined the air force right after high school and after completing his tour, decided he couldn't give up flying and got his commercial pilot license. Bianca and Ben had started out as just friends, going out to lunch or to the movies whenever they weren't needed on a flight but eventually greater feelings blossomed. A couple months ago, Bianca discovered she was pregnant. She planned to continue working until she hit the end of her first trimester, which was in only a few weeks. Bianca had never planned to have children so early, but found that she was already attached to this baby.
When the plane crashed, Bianca's first instinct was to protect the unborn baby, but she blacked out when the plane hit the water. The next thing she remembered was being woken up by Ben, and going with him to the makeshift raft. She was so sick with worry that something had happened to her child that she barely felt any relief once they arrived at the island and found the coconuts. Survivors of the crash were approaching her and Ben left and right demanding to know what happened, as if Bianca could possibly know. Ben hadn't been flying at the time of the crash, he was operating controls at the time and the next thing he remembers is waking up in the pitch black night, but that wasn't the explanation that people wanted to hear. Bianca felt bad for the young teenage boy that asked her if she saw his family, she remembered giving his brother orange juice, but in truth she was worried about her baby and what would become of her own little family.
After a few hours, a woman went around saying that she was a doctor and could try to help anyone who was injured.
This message was edited 7/20/2011, 7:22 AM
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