Castaways (Open RP)

[Achkaerin]

It was a nice calm evening aboard ship as the cruise ship Sea Jewel sailed through the Antalin, the ship famous for round the world cruises had departed Himeyama a couple of weeks ago and had only days ago made its latest stop in Ui Cenneslaig now it was heading south before it would turn east and head in the direction of Quintelia. The ship was a virtual hive of activity and quite the melting pot people from various backgrounds thrown together and all in the common cause of seeing the world. One passenger on the ship was Miku Ogawa, thing was she wasn't there for the views, or the trip she'd only paid to go as far as ES - no she was aboard for one reason and one reason only business, she'd been the daughter of a wealthy family and then her parents had been murdered because of their success, or so Miku suspected, Miku herself hadn't been killed she'd been abducted and over three years subjected to all manner of abuse and humiliation, the only thing that had kept her going through those years had been the drive of revenge. She'd gotten it one night when she'd blown up the house she'd been imprisoned in, filled it with gas and ignited it and she'd only just got out in time though as the burn mark on her right arm showed.

She'd spent her time since as a killer for hire, she'd gotten to the point of not caring just as long as she got paid, the world had taken everything from her and now she didn't care what she took from it. Her latest job was take out a major player in the drug industry and she was getting paid an awful lot to do it. She'd observed the target carefully and planned out what she was going to do. She saw her target leave the dining room and followed her hand reaching for her flick knife.

Then suddenly the ship shook throwing her off balance slightly - What the heck? she thought, she glanced over her shoulder in time to see flames

Miku didn't recall what happened after that, the next thing she knew she was coming round on the beach of what looked like a deserted and secluded island. There were pieces of wreckage strewn around, she must have been thrown overboard before what she supposed was an explosion had done the fatal damage. She got up onto all fours and glanced left and right was she the only one left? Were there others? How the heck was she going to get out of here?

[yasha]

Yi Xia Lin for her 20th birthday had purchased herself a lottery ticket, the young shut-in from Heimai hadn't much going on in her life; she'd wake up, go work at some secluded bookstore for a few hours, go home to a run-down apartment and fall asleep after spending the evening on the internet. After she returned home with her ticket that afternoon, she slowly scratched it out, eyes widening in disbelief as the winnings only grew until she had scratched away the surface of the card. $18 million was hers to keep.

After sleeping for what little time she could, Yi Xia woke up the next morning and immediately booked a vacation for herself; staying in Himeyama for about a week before taking a cruise aboard the Sea Jewel; the locals often gave her some weird looks for walking out of her hotel carrying some glass bottles with some odd mixtures inside. She thought little of it, after all, alchemy was a powerful ancient art used by the greatest of Laoshen followers.

With the Sea Jewel now sitting in the warm southern waters, Yi liked to spend the evenings on the deck, often going through one of her strange books while watching the sunset. While reading of what the School of Unrestricted Night studied and practiced in Arda Tuluva, Yi heard a terrible creaking noise a bit further up the ship, like the hull itself was groaning. Almost instantly, she was thrown right over the rails into the water below after the ship seemingly bucked her right off. With whatever swimming skills she had, Yi managed to pull her head above the water, only to see a bright flash coming from the ship. Too frightened to even scream, she struggled in the water until her feet could touch the sand below; covering her head while debris from the ship rained down, she ran up onto the beach and instinctively hid behind a rock, covering her ears.

[Glitchy]

It was truly calm that night aboard the Sea Jewel. Lucas Madden had thus far enjoyed the trip, it would probably be the only time ever he'd be in places like Himeyama and Ui Cenneslaig. His various jobs at Lisbane fast food chains would never be able to afford him such luxuries. His trip was accosted by his rich uncle Sam, the millionaire owner of the Lisbane City Zoo. He thought it weird how his uncle could pay for such a trip, yet never thought about offering him a job. He let the thought flow by however, the trip was amazing thus far, even if he didn't have a plan. He was especially fond of the couple of days he spent in Ui Cenneslaig. He was definitely a sore thumb in that place, but the sites and taking in the culture were all worth it.

At that time of evening when it happened, Lucas could be found in his room playing chess against an app on his tablet. After losing an innumerable amount of times to the bot on easy mode', Lucas frustratingly decided to head out onto the vibrant evening deck. Still in his pyjama suit, unfitting for the setting, he found a spot to sit and read his monthly edition of White Dwarf, a monthly miniatures magazine he had a subscription to back home.

He dove into articles upon articles, a lot better than the chess AI he left in his room. He got back on the road of enjoyment he'd had for the majority of the trip. But things don't last. The ship started to shake. First, it was barely noticeable, masked by his fidgety legs. Then it started to rattle the chair he sat on, even make it move. He put down the magazine in fear and looked directly frontwards. Fire. Before he even had time to react it shook once more, with enough force to send him over the ship's railing and into the cold water.

He couldn't remember what happened next. All he knew then was that he'd survived, and he woke up somehow miraculously floating on a piece of rubble with his legs limp in the water. He kneeled on the rubble, trying his best to keep balance as he drifted in the ocean. He waited on that rubble for hours. He became hungry. Thirsty. Depressed.

But he saw something. In the distance an island. It lit a spark in Lucas. He paddled as far as his arms would take him, and when that wouldn't do he kicked with all the might of a man on a mission. By what felt like midday he made it to the island, tired from all the free exercise. As he made it to the shore he fell on his back, and went to sleep again. He needed all the rest he could get, he'd plan his survival when he woke up.

[Snackz]

Aleksandr Kalashnikov had spent his money wisely. The millionaire weapon designer lay on his bed in his "cabin", a magazine spread open on his chest. It was the monthly issue of "Communist Now!", a magazine that was popular among many people in Artyomov. A window next to him revealing a vast stretch of water. Big water. Ocean water. The bad thing was that he couldn't see it because he was asleep. He was happy to spend some time away from the bustling cities and cold weather of the North, as well as the war in the western section of the Kiev oblast against the Chernyans.

After a solid 2 hours of being asleep, he woke up to walk around, to get the blood moving. He put his coat on and put his magazine away He went out to the buffet to grab a bite to eat. He had only loaded his plate with some meat before it was thrown violently into the air, along with him. What the fu-

He hit the ground, the world turning and blaring. He had double vision for a period of time but when his senses came to him, they were swept out from under him. He lost all consciousness

Many hours later, he woke up on the soaking wet, yet coarse sand of an island.
How did I get here?

[Achkaerin]

Miku hadn't been able to sleep much, maybe it was the nerves, maybe it was the shock, maybe it was the not knowing where she was exactly or maybe it was the chirping of all the crickets around the place. Still with the sun now up she made her first proper assessment of the situation, there was wreckage all over the beach though sadly none of the lifeboats appeared to have survived no that would be too easy she thought as she sat down on the sand, it looked like rough sea out there.

She stood up and started walking, it was time to see if she was the sole survivor or not.

OOC- basically feel free to have Miku bump into your character

[Major Jaws]

Paolo Vargas and his wife, Eiza Pinto-Vargas were on the cruise ride going home to Quintelia back from Himeyam after a "business trip". The couple thought that a cruise ride on the Sea Jewel would be the best way of going back home, with a stop-over at Ui Cenneslaig.

Their romantic getaway can't be bought without money, of course. Paolo is an owner of a multinational pharmaceutical firm while his wife is a model. The couple always stayed in the most secluded passenger's room for most of the trip, doing what they love on their love. This night was different. They had a gut feeling that something was wrong, so they did what every paranoid person would do, go out on the deck to relax. At the bow of the ship, they recreated the scene from the popular movie Gigantic. A few minutes later, the ship started to make Eiza seasick, so they went back to their room and took some medicine they brought with them. While going to the room, the ship started to shake more and started to tilt. Paolo thought fuck it and went back to the deck, carrying a passed-out Eiza on his shoulders. As he went to the life boats, fire caught him and instead jumped to the cold sea.

The next day,  He found himself on the shores of an island. He gripped the course, rough sand and stood up. He saw Eiza on the sand ten meters away from him so he fan up to her. He tried to wake her up but to no avail. He checked her pulse and then began to do a CPR on her. While doing it, a young woman, who looks like she was from Himeyama, was approaching the two.

[Achkaerin]

Miku was still trying to get a bearing on the situation, well a specific bearing the generalities of the situation were obvious enough the ship was gone, there were no lifeboats by the looks of things, she came across a man doing CPR on a woman. The relief of discovering that she wasn't the sole survivor of the incident was replaced by concern for the woman.

"Here you do the breath's I'll do the compressions" Miku said "Give your arms a chance to rest." she couldn't help but wonder how many more were out there.

[Snackz]

Kalashnikov was soaking wet, his coat heavy, pants plastered to his legs and his hair dripping. He got up and checked himself. He was only slightly bruised. He checked his coat pockets. He found his lighter, a notepad, a Kievan Army Knife, pen and his wallet. He dusted himself off and walked towards the wreck. His instincts kicked in. He began to pull at some scraps of the ship he could find and dragged them onto the sandy shore. He found luggage among the scraps. He grabbed bag after bag until he could not find any more. He dragged more scraps onto the beach until he was too tired.
"Hey! Anyone out there!? Please!" He continued to yell for a few minutes until he began to quiet down. He fell to his knees and began to sob with his face covered by his hands. "Please."

[Major Jaws]

Paolo breathed into Eiza's mouth while the stranger was doing compressions. After a minute of CPR, Eiza regained her consciousness and hundred Paolo, who can finally relax a bit. "I cannot thank you more. Of it weren't for you, my wife would be dead. Anyways, Paolo Vargas" He introduced himself, then the stranger who helped him turned pale, although he did not notice it since he heard a faint plea for help. He stood up, followed by his wife, and began walking towards the yelling.

[Dawg_17]

OOC- Sorry for the interruption, is it too late to join this?

[yasha]

OOC: I think itd be appreciated if you joined, it's going a bit slowly

[Achkaerin]

OOC - anyone wanting to jump in feel free to do so.

Paolo Vargas, of all names why did it have to be that one the man spoke? Miku stayed down for a few moments after the couple left, that was the man she'd been tasked to kill and she'd just saved the life of his wife? She heard a slight thud to her side, her phone had fallen out of her pocket and hit the sand, she smiled, it was still functional she picked it up and unlocked it but that was where the success ended, there was no signal, not that she was surprised, it had been a long shot at best. So she had no idea where she was, or if anyone knew they were missing. The latter point would be cleared up once the ship was overdue at its next cruise stop but that two weeks away.

She got to her feet and walked towards the screaming she could still hear, she'd have to bury her feelings for now, they were all in this together weren't they? Now there was an odd thought for her to have, her entire life was self survival very little outside of her own well being mattered except for her revenge. But by the sounds of things there were a few people stuck in the same boat she was...ok that was a bad choice of words for a thought considering the situation. Time to get a lay of the land.

[Major Jaws]

The two walked towards the origin of the cries for help, with the woman who helped them follows. More wreckage were seen and even a corpse buried among them. Paolo made a sign of the Cross as a form of respect and then continued. The leaves ruffled along with the wind with no traces of mankind aside for the washed up debris, as there's the ocean to their right and a small mountain and uncharted forests to there left. Finally, when they saw a man and a stack of luggage behind him. They rushed to see what happened. The two women examined the man for any injuries while Paolo tried to start a conversation. "I know the stress you're going on with. We need to stay together to survive. Not until more than two weeks before Quintelia notices we're missing and after that, maybe a few more weeks before we get found if we get lucky. If not, then we may not see our home again, so please help us." Paolo said with his voice starting to sound desperate.

[Glitchy]

Lucas' eyes instantaneously widened to the sound of screaming and the light of the sun, unsure of the time. His vision blurred a little until he raised his hand above his eyes, then pushing back on his other hand until he was sitting. Lucas sat there for a little bit, staring into the small crashing waves in front of him, thinking about a lot. Survival skills learnt from television, the number of others in his situation, images of home, all flew by in his head as he stared into the water.

"PLEASE!"

He snapped out of thought, the cries for help simply too loud to ignore. Although it annoyed him to no end, it snapped him out of his thoughts and motivated him to start working. He began by using a large curved piece of bark from a nearby tree to curve SOS into the sand, followed by the laborious task of compiling all the nearby rocks and pebbles into the SOS. There weren't enough rocks, only about a third of the first S was filled, but he thought an hours work was enough. The crying pleas plagued his ears for the time he worked, so once he finished up he decided to start heading towards the source.

Walking towards his left, if he were facing the beach, Lucas began to feel hungry. His stomach became as wavey as the water that was crashing a few meters towards him and the rolling started to take a toll on him. After he looked down to clinch his stomach, he stared straight at the sight of others. He saw a man talking to another man who was quivering as he knelt in the ground, presumably the source of the screaming, as well as two women standing further back. He started moving towards them, yelling at them with a faked Suvvi optimism from eighty meters away "G'day mates, how're you all looking?"