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Post by JINX on Aug 27, 2006 22:23:15 GMT -5
~JINX~
After she saw the man, she was scared herself, she knew that she had to get out of the plane. a big burley man came to her side, she smiled and her offered to help her through the plane to get to the others. "Thank you."
He smiled and pulled open the doors, leading her and the other survivers to the Economy Class, she saw Gwen the women who escorted her back earlier. "Gwen what happen, what's going on?"
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Aug 27, 2006 22:24:24 GMT -5
Gwen gave Sarah a reassuring smile. "That's a good girl. And you're very brave," she declared. "I need you to be brave just a little bit longer. I'm going to go outside and see if I can help some other people. But I will be right back as soon as I can, I promise."
"Gwen what happen, what's going on?"
She emerged from the fuselage and almost ran into the pop princess from first class. "Well, we crashed," she replied, matter-of-factly. "And right now, I need to treat as many injured survivors as I can. Where are you hurt?" she asked, noticing bloody patches on her face and abdomen.
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Post by JINX on Aug 27, 2006 22:38:51 GMT -5
~Sarah~
She smiled and thanked Gwen, and stayed Put she would not move unless she had no other choice.
~Jinx~
"Tree brach in the tummy, but i'll live. You should help the others." Jinx was usually very herself, normally she wouldn't care. But she almost died, she could have died and she knew that any deeper and that Tree branch would have punctured something serrious. "Sounds like a lot of Hysteria, what better person to calm things down than you."
Jinx was scared out of her mind, more than she liked to be. This was her scared, if she wasn't scared she be worried about herself.
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Jack
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Post by Jack on Aug 27, 2006 23:01:26 GMT -5
JACK
He thought to himself ***(thinking) eight months is a little early, but stress could cause an early labour.*** "And how far apart are they coming."
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Aug 27, 2006 23:04:54 GMT -5
Gwen tried to focus her attention on Jinx but it kept being pulled away by nearby cries for help. "Well, look, at least take some gauze bandages," she said, removing some white squares from the kit and handing them over. "Keep pressure on the wound, it should stop the bleeding. Eventually. And you should probably find some shelter up in the trees away from this wreckage; it's not very stable."
She headed out along the beach, most of the passengers either silent with shock or crying in fear. She saw an Arabic man who seemed to be calmly treating some of the wounded people and she went to his side to see if she could help.
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Jack
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Post by Jack on Aug 27, 2006 23:05:06 GMT -5
BOONE
HE continuously gave the woman CPR with no luck. "Come on, come on! Why the hell isn't this working damn-it." He breathed into her again. He took a deep breath and continued.
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Post by JINX on Aug 27, 2006 23:13:26 GMT -5
~Jinx~
she smiled and watched as Gwen made her way to the others to help. She followed her a little bit until she made her way to the trees, she sat down feeling a little light headed. the man helped her down and smiled. "Will you be already Miss Carter?" she nodded.
"Yes thank you, go help the others..."
she sat back and winced, the gash was a little deeper than she thought. now that she was on her own and by herself, she let a few tears fall. The pain started to make itself known...
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Brittany
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Post by Brittany on Aug 27, 2006 23:39:53 GMT -5
BRITTANY
I woke up disoriented. My eyes opened and I realized I was face down in the aisle of the fuselage. I moved a fraction of an inch and I hurt. I winced as pain shot through my head. Taking it easy, I sat up as carefully as I could. My arm was throbbing, I had a cut running across my upper arm that was trickling blood. I looked around me and saw that many people were missing, but there were a lot of people dead in their seats and out.
I stood up and almost buckled when I put weight on my right foot. I didn't know if it was sprained or broken, but at the moment I just wanted to get out of the fuselage, so I limped my way out of the wreckage and into a disaster area.
People were either running, screaming, or trying to save hurt passengers everywhere. We were on what would have been a beautiful beach, had it not been for the horrifying scene before me. I stumbled out of the plane and tried to find Heidi, since she was the only person I even remotely knew. I wanted to get away from the plane, so as fast as the pain in my head and foot would let me, I walked to a relatively safe distance away.
SAWYER
Sawyer had been awake through the whole crash and was glad he'd tied his seatbelt around himself, otherwise he might've come out with a lot more scratches and bruises than he had at the moment. He walked around taking in the scene, but stayed well apart from it, not wanting to help. What he really wanted was a smoke and he felt through his pockets, pulling out a smushed packet of cigarettes and his lighter. Observing the scene, he lit up and blew out smoke as he walked over a piece of the plane.
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drewdeburg
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Post by drewdeburg on Aug 28, 2006 1:31:31 GMT -5
As Krystal stood in the wreckage of an enormous plane, she glanced at the other survivors. It was, as expected, chaos. Krystal knew that there would be danger near the wreckage, but she didn't move.
She screamed.
She just screamed and screamed and screamed for someone to help her, to save her, to aid her...
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Ashlee Stone
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Post by Ashlee Stone on Aug 28, 2006 7:19:22 GMT -5
MOLLY The screams, long, heartbroken sobs, the hysterical screams of the survivors. At first, she merely lay in the sand, dazed. She wriggled her toes, her fingers, and gineraly moved her limbs. Nothing broken. Her nose and lip were bleeding, but she wiped them away and struggled to sit up. She was alive, though right at this very moment, she wasn't sure if that was a good thing. Molly stared around at the devastation for a moment, before scrambling up, ignoring her pain. Their was a young woman, sobbing over an older woman. They were right by the engine. "MOVE! MOVE!" Molly screamed, as she sprinted over, "MOVE YOU IDIOT! SHE'S DEAD, THEIRS NOTHIN' YOU CAN DO! MOVE GODDAMN IT!"
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Ashlee Stone
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Post by Ashlee Stone on Aug 28, 2006 7:26:15 GMT -5
ASHLEE A woman was screaming, standing in the middle of the chaos. Screaming her head off, when she could be helping someone. She was in shock, and she needed to be taken out of it, at least for a while. Ashlee unbuckled her seat, and glanced at her body. She had bruises, and cut on her head, but she was fine, she was alive. Dead bodies. The only way to get out, was to crawl over them, and at that very moment, she didn't care. If climbing over corpses was what it would take to get her out, then that was what she'd do. They were dead. Nothing could help them. Dead, she kept telling herself. Some poor people who hadn't been able to strap themselves in lay on the floor, eyes still open, their limbs at odd angles. Or maybe, they were the lucky ones.
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Post by Severin on Aug 28, 2006 7:40:16 GMT -5
"Has anyone seen a girl? A little girl, and....and a latino woman?" he asked hurridley. Of course not. They were all concerned about themselves.
He started to go around each of the survivors he saw, making sure they were alright, that no one needed help, and keeping an eye out for the little girl and the woman. He didn't even know their names.
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Ashlee Stone
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Post by Ashlee Stone on Aug 28, 2006 7:44:42 GMT -5
SUN Warm. Something warm underneath her. The sound of the ocean. And screams, the sound of pounding footsteps. Her hand was empty. Jin wasn't there. And that, was much more terrorfying than the crash. The one person she had on this...was it an island?...was gone. Tears leaked from her eyelids. JIN "SUN! SUN!! WHERE ARE YOU SUN?!?! SUN! SUN ANSWER ME!" he screamed, pushing people out of the way, stepping on bodies alive and dead, ignoring pleas for help. They were nothing to me, nothing. What do I care if they live or die? Why were they grabbing me ankles, trying to stop me, why are they grabbing my arms, expecting me to help? It was their problem if they were stuck. Not his. "SUN! SUN WHERE ARE YOU? SUN!!" He ran blindly and aimlessly, attempting to find his wife. He saw someone lying in the sand, raven black hair spread across the white sand. He ran to her. It was Sun. His heart leapt.
"Sun, my darling Sun, are you hurt? Sun, Sun, answer me! My Sun, are you hurt?" he asked desparately, lifting her head from the sand.
"Jin! Oh Jin," and she clung to him, sobbing. He pulled her up. "Jin, we must help the others! Come on-" she made to run, but he held her back. "No, not you. Go over there, by the trees. Speak to no one, do not move. GO!" Sun stumbled, and Jin ran to the bodies, and began dragging them to safety.
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Ashlee Stone
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Post by Ashlee Stone on Aug 28, 2006 7:49:43 GMT -5
ASHLEE She stumbled over the bodies. She heard someone sobbing. A child. Oh my god, their's a kid on here! And then she saw it. A little foot under a chair. She crawled over.
"Hey, kid. Some adventure huh? You're the one with the rabbit, yeah? Mr Floppers? That blonde one has him, she saved him for you. Come on honey, he'll be scared without you. Can you be brave for a bit longer? Can you come with me, so we can Mr Floppers? Can you do that for me, honey?" Ashlee surprised herself at the shit she was coming out with, but she held out her hand, and noticed that the blood was trickling into her eye. She wiped it impatiently. "We can find that nice man, yeah?" she gently tucked the little girls hair behind her ear.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Aug 28, 2006 8:01:49 GMT -5
She was beautiful, that was probably why he was helping her. Initially, all things are based on looks, which is why he was more likely to help her then to help, say....well, someone who looked like him.
He was, however, genuinely concerned. He would kill for the cause. But that didn't mean he wanted anyone to die. "Are you OK?" he asked as he helped steady her.
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Brittany
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Post by Brittany on Aug 28, 2006 8:02:57 GMT -5
BRITTANY
I think I was in shock, b/c when I sat down on the sand away from wreckage I was strangely calm. My left hand gripped my right shoulder trying to stop the bleeding. I bent my left leg and kept my right one straight, trying to move it as little as possible. It was doing that throbbing thing in time with my heartbeat. I started to shake uncontrolably, like I did when I'd hear the tornado sirens when I was a kid. Not large, violent shakes, just tiny shimmers that won't stop.
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Post by JINX on Aug 28, 2006 8:07:52 GMT -5
~sarah~
Sarah shook her head, she promised Gwen she would stay. she would stay in this spot, She knew the girl was lying. Mr. Floppers was dead, he flew out of the plane when they were in the air. "Not coming out, Gwen told me to stay."
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sugarplumfairy100
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Post by sugarplumfairy100 on Aug 28, 2006 8:18:02 GMT -5
ASHLEE "No he's not. That blonde one, the one with really long hair, she's got him. He fell out of the plane, right? So he's obviously on the beach or with her. Don't you even want to look for him?" Ashlee seethed inwardly. Why couldn't this have been a naive girl who'd go with a stranger? Why'd she have to be so damn smart? She could see she wasn't getting anyway. She didn't exactly want to pull her out. "Okay kid, stay here. I'll be sure to make sure the rescue boat doesn't go without you,"
She felt like a bitch, a cold heartless bitch, but she wasn't in the mood to deal with a dumb kid who wouldn't move. She was in pain, she needed fresh air, and she needed to get out of this wreck. With or without the kid. Not really her problem, was it?
She carried on crawling, and leapt out of the wreck, and saw the chaos. Immediately, she ran to help an Arab man with an hysterical man.
Damn, she needed a pee. Why now, in all this...this madness, did her bladder decide it was too full?
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Post by JINX on Aug 28, 2006 8:20:50 GMT -5
~sarah~
Sarah thought, 'what a bitch' she was young yes, but she knew when she was being lied to. There was no boat and if there was, it wouldn't be here for another few hours....
~JINX~
Jinx looked over the beach at the mass hysteria, she couldn’t believe it. She could have been those people, she could have been dead, or wounded. She could have been worse. Seriously wounded with no hospital, dying days later.
Jasmine closed her eyes, she placed Jinx aside, and started to sing, not loud enough just so a few people around could hear, maybe calm them down a little bit.
A la nanita nana, nanita ea, nanita ea, MMi Jesus tiene sueno, bendito sea, bendito sea. Fuentecilla que corres clara y sonora, Ruisenor q'en la selva cantando Iloras, Callad mientras la cuna se balancea. A la nanita nana, nanita ea.
A la nanita nana, nanita ea, nanita ea, Sleep, sleep my little Jesus, May peace attend Thee, may peace attendThee. To the world, little Savior, New hope thou'rt bringing All the world, little Savior, Thy praises singing, God's angels hov'ring o'er Thee chant alleluia. A la nanita nana, nanita ea.
She sung a little bit longer, before the pain was to much. The superstar was losing her focous, she was losing her awareness…
~Black out~
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Aug 28, 2006 8:25:10 GMT -5
HEIDI
The man who helped me move helped me to sit on the sand a safe distance away from the wreckage. I looked up at him and gave a small smile. "Thanks, um..." I didn't know his name.
My head was clearing and the dizziness was not as bad as it had been. I started looking around and became concerned. There were two people I'd sort of gotten to know and I was worried about them. I looked around for Brittany and John. Not seeing them, I started to feel panic for their safety. But then I saw Brittany through the crowd of chaos, limping away from the wreckage.
"Brittany!" I yelled, trying to stand up, but I'd tried getting up too quickly. I fell back down and put a hand to my head. "Whoa," I said at the dizziness. Never had a problem with dizziness much in my past. Hell, I could ride the tilt-a-whirl for an hour straight and I'd actually done that before.
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