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Fantasy The Mysterious Island: Your Story (RP)

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WakingDawn96

Dreams Come True
In the middle of the ocean, there was a plane that was flying by, while there was a cruise ship below that was not far ahead of the plane. The day seemed nice and peaceful, and the skies were clear. It seemed just like any other day, but was it? Unseen to all, there was a danger that was about to take place, one that would truly put everyone at risk. But for now, the day seemed peaceful, and was normal.

(We are starting this off by having everyone be on either the plane or the cruise ship right before the accident happens. So everyone should be able to introduce their character with ease before the disaster happens on my next post. ?)
 
Tempest had always enjoyed flying, it made her feel free and relaxed, it opened up possibilities to anywhere and everywhere. However, she got an odd feeling when boarding the plane today, everything seemed peaceful...too peaceful. Almost like it was the calm before the storm. She disregarded this as a nervous jitter to be seeing her family once again. After all, they never had the closest relationship, but she was thankful for the life she had been provided. Tempest climbed aboard the flight and sat in the first-class seat by the window, looking outside at the landscape and plugging in her AirPods. Not long after her music started, Tempest drifted asleep and hoped that she'd wake up at the airport again.
 
Brandon looked out of the window at the sketchy plane as he walked onto it, it looked quote unquote safe to him. He had just never been flying before so he was a little scared and making excuses for himself. No matter. Walking through the aisle he saw a nice seat next to another window, hoping to drown out his mind and clear his head. Large looking headphones were then placed over his head and a popular R&B artist came on. Brandon was jamming out, ignoring all around him. No friends around him though so he was a bit sad. Another girl walked by him, an absolutely gorgeous girl, nice pink tank top, jeans. She was amazing. He whispered under his breath. "Damn girl.." As she walked by he took a quick glance as she was turned around, giving the okay sign with his fingers. I don't think he was just looking at her back though. "I approve." The song change and he was jamming out again.
 
Leo let out a hefty sigh. Ever since he was a kid he despised the idea of flying. Why did this job have to be across the ocean... He thought as the kid behind him started crying and kicking the back of his seat. Leo's uneasiness was soothed a bit when the stewardess came around with the drink cart and gave him a Ginger Ale. "Thanks," Leo nodded, a half smile on his face. He took a few sips from the plastic cup and checked his phone to help keep his mind off of the window to his right. With airplane mode on, however, Leo quickly became bored, put his phone back in his pocket and took a few more sips from his ginger ale, hoping that this flight would be over soon, and Leo would be able to meet the sweet, sweet ground once more.
 
Reg stands from his seat, since nature called; walking down the aisle of seats toward the front of the plane, he stops to dig through his pocket. Going to another place with his show was always a blast, but sometimes, these flights were killer on his patience. "Ah, there we are." He declares, pulling lucky rock from his pocket. "Stay there." He adamantly demands of the inanimate stone, placing it right on the ground until he exited. Going into the plane's restroom, Reg starts to second guess why he placed a rock on the floor outside, but just brushes that off. Since it was basically a hazard, a stewardess carrying convenience items for passengers ends up tripping over the lucky rock as she opens the cabin door. The force is enough to send the rock into the cabin and ricochet off of panels and pilots; after a less than a minute causing damage and injury, the rock rolls back to its spot right outside the restroom door where it was originally. Reg steps out in time to bend down and pick up his favorite stone before placing it back in his pocket. He could swear a raspy voice whispers his name, but it turns out to be nothing as he goes back to his seat.
 
(Well I waited as long as I could, I hope the rest of you are still ready to RP in this. ?)

As lucky rock attacked the plane, something mysterious was happening outside the plane. The plane was suddenly surrounded in a heavy fog, and suddenly a single lightning bolt hit from the sky and hit the wing of the plane, damaging it. The plane was falling down, and the pilots tried to do all the procedures to ensure everyone’s safety. The main captain of the plane got on the intercom of the plane and told everyone what to do to protect themselves and told them that they were falling down. But while all this was happening, a cruise ship was sailing underneath the plane....
 
The music was too loud and distracting for Brandon to even hear the rock incident, But when that lightning struck. It was over. Everyone screaming and crying, praying to whatever god they believed in. Brandon was freaking out, the plane was spinning and so was his mind. Was this the end for him? would he ever get to see his friends again? Meet the love of his life? He tried to stand up in his seat and move to a different spot of the plane and seek shelter, trying to help anyone else that he could in the process. A guy who looks like he had ginger ale all over him was terrified. "You!" He pointed to Leo. "Come with me, were going to the back of the plane!" Brandon extended his hand, this probably wouldn't be the only person he helped out.
 
Tempest woke up in a cold sweat and breathing heavily. She rubbed her eyes, suddenly alert as she heard screaming and panic coming from all around her. Tempest glanced around the plane, remaining calm, and finding no one around her. Everyone was towards the back of the plane. The plane was too rocky to stand up in, but as she was about to turn her eyes back to the front of the plane she spotted a small kid cowering by a seat two rows behind her. Not knowing where the kids parents were, Tempest slowly unbuckled her seat and climbed towards the child, trying to stay steady and not fly around the plane if turbulence hit. She coaxed the child out from by the seats and buckled him into the an aisle seat. "Stay here, everything will be ok and I will be right back." She assured him and slowly went to grab her backpack from under her seat, knowing it could be useful in an emergency landing.
 
Leo was still grumbling to himself when the lightning struck the plane. The instant he saw the flash of light, the remainder of his drink spilled all over him, but that wasn't one of his main concerns right now. While everyone else was already screaming and bracing for the dreaded ocean landing, Leo just sat there in shock. He was thinking about all of his regrets in life; missed chances, wrong-doings, things that he shouldn't have said. All of these things were coming to Leo minds and could picture everyone of them to the very last detail. Not more than five seconds could've passed when he saw this unfamiliar man reach his hand out toward Leo. It took a second, but Leo snapped out of his shock and grabbed the man's hand. "Thanks," Leo huffed in a raspy voice, "Where to next?"

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Brandon looked all around, trying to do some quick thinking. A girl was helping out a little boy, she dove past him and Leo trying to get to her bag it looked like. "Just head to the back of the plane and brace for impact, this might not end pretty, I'm going to help others." He did a quick 180 spin and went to the front of the plane, coaxing people to head to the back. "This way come on, come on!" Why was he being so helpful? Not like Brandon to say the least. He felt powerful, like he could make some kind of a difference, for all he knows this could just be a lost cause. There was girl, the same hot girl from earlier. Of course he had to be the knight in shining armor. Holding onto the seats and trying to keep his balance, Brandon mad his way to the girl, extending his hand once more in a help offering. "Come with me! Things will be safer near the back of the plane. I'm gonna get everyone back there myself."

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As Tempest grabbed her bag and held onto a seat for support, she heard someone talking to her. It was hard to hear, but she gathered that he was trying to help her. She moved closer to him and said "We need to help that little boy, he is the priority". The man talking to her was attractive, but she didn't have time to think about that now. Remaining calm, Tempest moved past the guy and went to help the boy again, she'd carry him if she had to. Just as she was one row away from him, turbulence hit and she slammed into a row of seats, then the sealing, then into the ground. Blinking her eyes for a few seconds to get her bearings, she felt something warm trickle down the side of her head. Blood. The little boy was gone too. He no doubt decided to unbuckle himself and went looking for his parents. Tempest tried to get up to see if anyone needed help, but turbulence hit again, luckily this time she was holding onto a seat tightly. Nausea hit her as she realized that this could be her last few moments of life. No, no panicking, you're making it out alive. She assured herself and began to think of what to do next.

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Plane


Kevin hasn't really been the greatest fan of flying, there is just something about it that he doesn't like. Maybe it's the possibility of crashing, or being around a lot of people that he doesn't know, or the sounds, or even the fact that he is tens of thousands of meters above land. Either way, the idea of flying doesn't exactly make him smile and jump for joy. As a child, the young man did fly to Korea a couple of times to visit his family, so flying isn't unusual for him. Kevin looked around him at the crowds of people going from one place to another, the sounds of their feet and murmurs became a lot for his head to handle, as it is he was stressed about the future flight. He looked down at his plane ticket in his hand and looked up again to search for the gate number, he finally found it. People were already lining up to get onto the flight which relieved him a little bit. Kevin lined up with his bags in his hand and prepared his ticket for the flight attendant to scan.

Kevin took a deep breath as he moved one foot onto the plane and another, the hostess smiled at the young man and asked for his ticket. It took Kevin a while to come back to his senses and smiled back at the lady. "Oh, sorry. Yes, of course." His shaking hand moved the ticket towards the rather concerned attendant, she looked down the aisle after looking at his ticket. "Just go to your left and it's three rows down, number twelve." She smiled again at Kevin and he began his journey to his seat. He had the window seat which wasn't the best and was sitting next to an important looking man. He was wearing a business attire, reading a news paper from a week ago and had a glass of an oddly shaded juice on the arm rest. Kevin cleared the throat to get the man's attention, the business man shot the boy a look. "Um, can I please get in? That's my spot." Kevin pointed to the empty window seat next to the man. He moved out of his seat while Kevin put his bags in the overhead compartment and took his place in the seat.

He looked at the screen that was built into the chair in front, it greeted him with a weather map and a map of where he is going. Kevin had to make a stop before he went to Korea to visit his family because there were no flights going straight from Sydney to Korea. The man sitting next to him noticed that Kevin was quite anxious about the flight. "Do you want this mate?" The guy brought out a row of sleeping pills and offered them to his buddy. "No, no thank you. I'd rather stay awake." The man nodded his head in acceptance and put them back into his black laptop bag.

Kevin looked out of the window, it was an amazing day. A great day for the beach he thought, but again he hasn't been here before so he doesn't know what the beaches were like. He tried to picture what it would be like spending a day at his ideal beach; hot babes, volleyball, food, laying on the sand with a beer in his hand as he watched the sun go down. This made Kevin fall asleep as the plane took off and began its ascend into the sky to his next place.

Kevin woke up to an announcement and a shaking plane. He heard the screams and cries of the people around them and saw they were bracing for impact. He looked at his business buddy next to him, this was the first time that he saw a grown man cry. He was mumbling some prayer. Kevin looked out at the wing and saw a stream of black smoke. Should he pray? It's not like he really believed in a god but what's the harm right? He's just going to die. Kevin stared at the ocean as it grew closer and closer, the cries and screams became just white noise. He couldn't help but laugh, he didn't really know why but he just laughed. Maybe it was because he wasn't expecting to die this way? Or maybe because he had a reason to support his fear of flying. But he laughed.

(Sorry for it being so long, I didn't realise that the main was up.)
 

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