Compey
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Oh, happy day.plg%%Arthur 'Compey' Compeyson%%
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Post by Compey on Mar 4, 2007 10:56:43 GMT -5
"Hold onto to this. Anything happens... I mean anything, just fire off a round into the air, and I'll come back... okay?"
"Uh, sure." he replied, taking the gun and handling it awkwardly. He'd never been interested in guns outside of movies, and certainly had no idea how to use one, apart from pulling the trigger.
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Mar 4, 2007 11:04:57 GMT -5
ETANA
"New sheriff in town?" she observed with a weak smile, approaching Compeyson and Kyle. "Where are you off to then?" she asked Kyle, who seemed anxious to be elsewhere.
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Jack
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Post by Jack on Mar 4, 2007 22:00:54 GMT -5
KYLE
He nodded, "Alright then. Thanks. I shouldn't be gone long."
"New sheriff in town?"
"Uh," Kyle shrugged, "It would appear so huh?" he replied smiling.
"Where are you off to then?"
"Just out into the jungle, you know, to find some food and water and what not," Kyle replied. "I guess every situation like this calls for something heroic huh?" Kyle joked. Kyle found it odd how easily he could hide his own emotions, but with a situation like this, even Kyle was impressed with himself.
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Mar 4, 2007 22:30:41 GMT -5
ETANA
"I guess every situation like this calls for something heroic huh?"
"Heroic, maybe, but not foolish. You will be careful?" she asked, not really meaning it as a question.
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Post by JINX on Mar 5, 2007 10:51:10 GMT -5
Fox
Opening her eyes slowly, the sun of course hit them just right. That was her cue to get up. she had slept for a few hours and surprisingly able to sleep without further nightmares of the passed Four days. walking down to the waters edge she sighed and rubbed the cold ocean water on her face. It was a nice welcomed feeling for Fox, standing her sighed and took out the only remaining supply of food she had. A melted Candy Bar, she sighed and finished the bite.
making her way over to the water Tarps, she dipped her water bottle into the drink and smiled. she had smiled more on this blasted island than in her whole Career. than she looked at the sky and noticed the dark clouds, it would rain again soon. "Afternoon, Etana..." she nodded and pointed to the sky, "We should prepare for the rains, there on there way."
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Compey
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Oh, happy day.plg%%Arthur 'Compey' Compeyson%%
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Post by Compey on Mar 5, 2007 16:19:21 GMT -5
He looked from Etana to Fox. "Well, I'd love to help, but I'm apparantly on guard duty, given the amazingly important task of firing blindly if something scary pops out."
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Mar 5, 2007 16:47:27 GMT -5
ETANA
"If that's the case, then perhaps you ought to put the safety back on," she advised. Not that she liked to deal with guns or weapons of any kind, but they were a necessary evil back home. Or rather, a safety precaution, as she was continually told.
"Another storm, you think?" she asked Fox. "Maybe we can put some people to work on building some basic shelters. People are already hungry and tired; they'd probably rather not be soaking wet again."
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Post by JINX on Mar 5, 2007 17:38:44 GMT -5
Fox
“Getting most of them to help, well it might be Plausible. Some others might just want to be left alone.” Fox sighed and nodded, “But I think with a little Encouragement they might be willing to help out.” she looked around over the people, this time they would be prepared for anything, especially the Rain.
“Ok people listen up, we need a couple Tarps and a few holes. A storm is coming and we want to get some fresh rain water to drink.. We need a couple of Volunteers to make some Trenches, I plan on volunteering myself, anyone else willing to help out. Come see me.”
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Jack
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Post by Jack on Mar 14, 2007 23:12:46 GMT -5
KYLE
"Well, I'd love to help, but I'm apparantly on guard duty, given the amazingly important task of firing blindly if something scary pops out."
Kyle tried to avoid the comment as he was unsure of whether it were an insult to his inteligence or simply a joke. Instead or questioning it, Kyle simply smiled a nodded farewell, "I'll see you guys later," Kyle headed off towards the jungle.
***Kyle leaves for C4 - Jungle Outskirts***
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Jack
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Post by Jack on Mar 24, 2007 22:15:36 GMT -5
KYLE
***Kyle arrives from C4 - Jungle Outskirts***
Kyle slowly hiked onto the beach. It was amazing that he didn't lose his sense of direction in the rain. He groaned in pain as he very slowly trekked through the sand. He dropped his shirt as he found a good spot to rest. He almost fell back into the sand. He lifted his t-shirt to check the wound, and from carrying the papayas it nearly ripped the cut twice as deep. Kyle began to pant in pain. He held his hands on the wound trying to put pressure on it, this made him groan in pain even louder. He just sat in the rain holding his stomach.
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Compey
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Oh, happy day.plg%%Arthur 'Compey' Compeyson%%
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Post by Compey on Apr 9, 2007 15:53:35 GMT -5
(ooc:wow! I'm actually using this character!)
Compeyson sat in the sand, his arms hugging his legs as he stared out at the dark sea. He barely blinked, staring out into the vast blackness.
Why the hell haven't we been rescued yet?
It had been far too long. Four days on mystery island with a group of...savages, in the jungle. Taking people for whatever purposes they had in mind. Although Compeyson was imagining a Deliverance style fate. If it came to that, he'd sooner kill himself. Not that he'd have the guts.
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Paul
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Post by Paul on Apr 14, 2007 4:48:46 GMT -5
**Paul arrives from C4- Jungle Outskirts**
He had spent the past few days waiting a fair enough distance away from The Survivors' camp so that he would not be found. He needed a story. A well-developed story. One that his test subjects wouldn't perceive through immediately. For example, if he was returning to Brussels from Sydney, why was he stopping over in LA? If it was such a terrible family emergency that had pulled him away from the meeting, why would he be taking what would appear to be the longest route home? What if someone figures out that none of The Survivors from the tail section recognize him?
But once the kinks in the story had been worked out and Paul felt confident he could maintain the facade while observing the test subjects and their responses to stimulus, he decided it was time to emerge from the jungle.
He approached the break of the tree line, drew a deep breath and yelled, "Hey! Hey! Has anyone seen one of those... those information card things? The ones that say how fast the plane flies?" He made sure to over-exaggerate the German-portion of his accent.
Let's see where this goes, shall we?
Paul could barely contain his excitement.
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Apr 14, 2007 14:58:51 GMT -5
((OOC: Ooh, Band of Brothers sig, right? Yay! And really sorry to have neglected Kyle...))
ETANA
She, Fox, and several of the others had thrown together some makeshift shelters. They did little to block the driving rain but at least she figured they weren't as thoroughly soaked by the storm as they could have been. And the shelters could be improved in tomorrow's daylight. For now, it would do.
Kyle had been kind enough to bring some fruit back from the jungle, but he'd also brought back a rather nasty-looking wound in his stomach. Etana had relied on Fox for medical assistance, so while she was looking for whatever supplies she could find, Etana used a discarded shirt to keep pressure on Kyle's wound and tried to get him to drink some water and lie still.
"I seem to recall asking you to be careful," she said with a wry smile. "You don't listen very well, do you?"
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Paul
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Post by Paul on Apr 14, 2007 15:51:51 GMT -5
((OOC: It was shamelessly ripped off of from Band of Brothers, yeah. Although it was a line from a flashback I was planning for the future, when Paul thinks back to his short time in the military. But, yeah Band of Brothers FTW! =D))
Paul decided that The Survivors' lack of response to his sudden appearance and odd question must have resulted from them not hearing him, rather than any act of active ignorance. He was an unknown variable. If they had been aware of his presence, they would have responded.
He placed a hand on his forehead and then drew it away. A fair bit of bleeding. Enough to back up his story. Inducing the injury during his wait had been an unpleasant experience, but a necessary one. It was mostly superficial anyway, unlike what The Survivors would do to him if they discerned his intentions.
"Hey! Hey! I need help!" Paul yelled, trotting over to the makeshift shelters, hoping that he would be heard before he reached them.
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Compey
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Post by Compey on Apr 14, 2007 16:07:58 GMT -5
"Hey! Hey! I need help!"
He stood, keeping his hand near the gun Kyle had given him, instantly nervous. He jogged up to the man. The guy he hadn't seen before. "Hey, mate." he said cautiously, keeping a short distance between them. "You all right?"
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Paul
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Post by Paul on Apr 14, 2007 16:15:12 GMT -5
"You all right?"
"Verdammte Schiesse!" Paul cursed in German at the approaching figure. "Of course I'm not! I... I think I hit my head in the crash. Where the... schiesse..."
His hands quivered with an adenaline rush. Good. With the adrenaline flowing, it will be easy to mimic fear.
"I'm sorry. My English... is not so good. Where is everyone else?" He asked, touching his hand to his forehead and grimacing.
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Compey
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Oh, happy day.plg%%Arthur 'Compey' Compeyson%%
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Post by Compey on Apr 14, 2007 16:36:17 GMT -5
"I'm sorry. My English... is not so good. Where is everyone else?"
Oh, great. Someone who couldn't speak English very well. And even Compeyson had barely a grasp on the language.
"Here, mate. Over here...what happened? Where have you been?" he said, leading the German guy closer to the camp.
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Paul
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Post by Paul on Apr 14, 2007 16:46:43 GMT -5
"Here, mate. Over here...what happened? Where have you been?"
The moment of truth. If the story cannot even pass this first test, I am as good as dead. Telling from the facial expression the Survivor regarded him with, though, the story's flaws and inconsistencies might just be propped up by the language barrier Paul was perpetuating with the over-emphasis of his accent.
"We... one moment the plane was flying. The next we... and the screams!" He clawed his hands through his hair as if he could hear the sounds of screams again in his mind. In truth, he was suffering a terrible migraine. I hope that I haven't given myself a concussion...
He fixed his eyes on the stranger. "I stumbled into the jungle. I had no idea where I was going. I just... just needed to get away. I thought it would... blow up or something! I'm a diplomat! Not a physicist! Not a... a... I can't be here right now!"
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Compey
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Post by Compey on Apr 14, 2007 16:58:00 GMT -5
"I stumbled into the jungle. I had no idea where I was going. I just... just needed to get away. I thought it would... blow up or something! I'm a diplomat! Not a physicist! Not a... a... I can't be here right now!"
"Right, right." he nodded quickly, "There are people who can help that aren't me. Follow me."
He quickly headed down to the rest of the survivors. "Hey, Kyle! Etana!"
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Paul
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Post by Paul on Apr 14, 2007 17:04:29 GMT -5
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