Dino Island: IC

12:22pm, 7N

Duke had been in contact with plenty of dangerous animals of varying sizes in his years of experience, but this took the cake. Dinosaurs. A childhood fantasy, now an adult nightmare, tearing through the vessel that had landed them there almost like cardboard. That had also been their only shelter. Once he was situated with a group of people past the treeline, and sure they weren't being chased by a maneater, Duke stood up tall. "We need to find or make some kind of shelter," he proclaimed to anyone listening. "Most of all, we need to get out of the open. Anyone who comes with me had better pull their own weight, traumatized or not. Speak up now or get left behind."

Characters: Everyone
Location: 7M, the (former) plane crash site
Time: 11:30 to 11:50am
Summary: The first dinosaur encounter, and it's a big one.
Status: Open group thread in progress.
Warnings: Violence.
( It wasn't unlike an earthquake... )
Note: After 11:50am, the plane will no longer be intact. Any scenes taking place afterward must take into account the destruction of the plane, stampede, NPC deaths, and forced relocation of the surviving passengers. Anyone wishing to stay at the plane site during the stampede will be squished or eaten.

10:20am, 7M

Even a plane crashing couldn't deter Briar from her self-appointed mission. She was there to get back at Reese, and he was still alive, and therefore her target. She'd spent more of the day prior watching him than she should have, given the circumstances, but she was a woman on the brink of obsession. If only it could have been a plane crash of one. It was on this second day that she approached him, not because she didn't have the nerve until then, but because she wouldn't have been able to do so without devolving into a fit of rage and/or cursing at him with more cuss words than were in the English language. "I'd say this plane crash is your karma finally biting you in the ass, Reese Kalama, but you took a hell of a lot of other people with you. Then again, that seems like it might be your style. You have a thing for ruining other people's lives, don't you?"

July 18, 6:47 am
7M - at the creek



If she had been able to manage a few hours of sleep, she had been lucky. When she woke up for the fifth time, thanks to the strange and booming sounds of the forest, she decided that there was no point in trying anymore and decided to actually start doing something. There was no point in being idle. When she realized there was a creek nearby, she happily started to put together a fishing pole to try and catch something for breakfast.

Being away from everyone else was a bit of a relief. It was quiet for the first time since they had crashed, mostly because everyone was still asleep. By the time that she managed to get a makeshift pole together (the curved stick she'd gotten from the ground, the 'string' was a piece of her shirt and some wriggly weird looking grub from the ground), the sun was nearly all the way out. She chose a spot that seemed quiet, did a little toss with the pole and sat down to wait it out.

( It's the perfect kind of day to stay in and watch the stampedes... )

Characters: Jedidiah Holt
Location: 7M
Time: moments after the crash

Jedidiah had been in a light slumber when she was suddenly jolted awake when the plane shuddered and rocked after the engines drew in a few of the flying beasts that had attacked the metal bird who had intruded upon their territory. Jedidiah, though, took that actuality as a rough bout of turbulence. At least she did until the voice of the captain filtered through to announce differently. She barely had time to react. Prepare herself for the impact that was seconds ahead when the plane would land violently without the assistance of the engines that would have softened everything upon landing upon solid ground. Her body thrown about within the seat, the US Marshal kept in place by the sole strength of the buckle that had been secured around her waist. Jedidiah, though, would still have bumps and bruises about her body as a result of the traumatic crash landing that had brought the plane and its passengers and crew down on the island.

As water pooled around her boots, seeping in through the cracks in the body of the plane, Jedidiah released herself from her seat, standing in a moment of unsteadiness to scan the interior of the plane to note if any needed assistance. If any injured might needed to be helped off the plane. Most she could see were already being helped from their seats and guided over to the available exits. A path she would be following once she had been able to locate her carry-on bag, hopefully with all its contents still intact, and dry.

Characters: Langston Taylor
Location: 7M, outside of the plane
Time: Sometime after the crash

Characters: Dakota Beckford
Location: 7M, outside of the plane
Time: An hour or so after the crash

Characters: Griff and OPEN
Location: Just outside of the survivor circle
Time: approx. 10 am
Summary: Still wounded, Griff finds something even more disturbing; he’s missing a knife.
Status: Thread in progress
Warnings: None yet


( Nothing worse than lost luggage )

Night fell early on the island. The first rumble in the darkness could have been thunder; there were clouds in the sky. Yet, there was no thunder that resembled the - was it a roar? An engine? Whatever had caused the noise, it was loud enough to wake even the deepest sleepers. Silence lasted long enough for roused sleepers to fall back to slumber. Then, something not-quite-screamed, and maybe-a-roar answered seconds later. The conversation, if it could be called that, continued throughout the night, damning more than one survivor to restless sleep: if they were able to sleep at all.

Mod Note: Have your characters react how they will, but at this point, there is nothing to indicate to the survivors that they are on an island with dinosaurs, or that those are what are making the noises.

Characters: Riley and OPEN
Location: Re-entering the front of the plane
Time: 8:35am
Summary: Riley goes looking for a way to communicate with the outside world
Status: Thread in progress
Warnings: None yet

( So when you’re near me, darling can’t you hear me; SOS )

Characters: Elise and OPEN
Location: Crash site, 7M/Seat 40F
Time: Immediately post-crash
Summary: Elise seeks help from fellow passengers.
Status: Incomplete thread
Warnings: Language, blood, injuries, death mention.

( ELISE - 0, SEATBELT - 1 )

Characters: Amelia Aylesworth, Brianna Davenport, Puck Devine, Titania Devine, all premade #2
Location: 7M, outside of the plane
Time: A little over an hour after the crash
Summary: Puck gets an unconscious Amelia off the plane
Status: Incomplete Thread
Warnings: N/A

( The crash itself was too terrible to dwell on... )

9:07am, 7M

He liked to think that he was a dutiful boyfriend, but Emmett also had to be a dutiful flight attendant. There had been an emergency situation, and his priority--once he had seen that Caitlyn was alive and moving--had been taking care of the passengers first. But once they were all off the plane and he could find no one else that needed tending to immediately, Emmett made a bee line for his girlfriend. Their relationship was supposed to be a secret, but in that moment, he didn't care.

"Cait," he sighed in relief as he jogged up to her. "Are you all right?" He held out a large arm to her.

Characters: Griff and 1st Class/Delta One
Location: 4D and Delta One
Time: Immediately after crash.
Summary: Griff gets people talking (and hopefully moving)
Status: Open to all within earshot
Warnings: Blood and probably language

( Walking Wounded )

Characters: All plane passengers!
Location: 7M, the site of the plane crash.
Time: 8:01am, July 17
Summary: Technical difficulties and an unexpected collision result in an emergency landing on Isla Muerta.
Status: Complete narrative. Characters' reactions may be posted in other threads and tidbits.
Warnings: Non-fatal/mild to moderate injuries implied.
( Things almost never ran this smoothly... )

( Cloudy, with a chance of t-rexes in the afternoon... )

It was 3:00am and, aside from the background rumble of the engines, things on the plane were fairly quiet. Many passengers were taking in a nap while they could, though plenty were still awake, either because they couldn't sleep or were unwilling. Emmett decided to make some rounds in case one of the wakeful patrons needed him.

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