Theo is an American man of Spanish descent with light skin and dark brown eyes. He stands a little over 6 feet tall, and weighs roughly 185 pounds. He is moderately muscular, but no more than a reasonably active adult male. His face is rough and gritty, but he is usually seen wearing it in a smile, so people are rarely intimidated by it. His hair is a dark brown, and it is usually cut in a classic side part. He always sports a beard which he takes meticulous care of. His clothing almost always consists of some sort of jacket -- black denim is his favorite kind --, a grey or white t-shirt, black or dark blue denim jeans, and white shoes with a black trim. He has diamond stud earrings in each ear, and wears a silver watch on his left wrist. Most of his torso and arms are covered in tattoos, but since he usually wears jackets, very little of his tattoos are actually visible.

From what little others have bothered to ask about him, Theo was born in the San Francisco Bay Area, in a small 'shithole' of a house in the poorer area of the city. He tells others that his father was not around -- people usually don’t ask what became of him --, and that his mother moved away when he was a child. Because of this, he was raised primarily by his grandparents. They provided for him the best they could, but he went most of his life wearing baggy, hand-me-down clothing and having to find most of his meals from free school lunches. It goes without saying that, like his parents, his grandparents lived in extreme poverty. Nevertheless, Theo cherishes his grandparents dearly, and has stated that he has kept in contact with them leading up to the events of the crash.

His late childhood and early teenage years were full of fights, squabbles, and brawls. He tells people that all of the many schools he attended were always segregated into rival gangs and cliques, and that if you didn’t pick a side, you were targets for everyone. Theo says that while he made friends with anyone he could, he tended to gravitate towards the 'nerds', the 'geeks', and the 'weirdos'. He didn’t seek their company because he felt a kinship with them, he chose them simply because they were the only people who were not at each other's throats. He came to grow really close to the people in those groups, often going so far as to defend a handful of them when they were inevitably targeted by whoever felt like starting trouble.

Toward the middle of his years in high school, he started to make friends with people who best could be described as 'delinquents'. He even grew friendly towards those who had fought him and his friends in the past. The reasons he gives for doing this, is that for as shitty as those people were, they knew how to have a good time. Theo mentions that it was around this time that he started to get in trouble at school. He says that it was never anything serious; the thing he got in trouble for the most was cracking jokes aimed indiscriminately at anyone and everyone, including faculty members. He quickly got a reputation as a clown, and was invited to many ill-advised parties, of which, he was the life of.

By the time he was a senior in his high school, he was a fully-fledged member of one of the predominant gangs that operated inside and outside of his campus grounds. Theo states that if he had been in the right state of mind, he would never have joined. Nevertheless, he was coaxed into his affiliation and started a fledgling career as lowly-ranked thug. During his time with his gang, he was involved in burglary, robbery, battery, racketeering, and extortion. Records show that Theo was never charged for those crimes, but he admits to having done them to his friends.

After his graduation and for about a year afterwards, he continued his life of crime until he was caught and charged for the unlawful possession of a firearm, and was sentenced to 1 year and 6 months incarceration. During his imprisonment, Theo claims to have often reflected back on his days before his gang affiliation. He says that his old friends, the geeks, crossed his mind frequently, and that he regretted leaving them to pursue the gang life.

8 months would pass before he was released early for good behavior. With his newly found freedom, he would cast aside his self-destructive ways and seek to become a normal member of society. Theo says that his affiliates did not take kindly to his withdrawal from the gang, and was a target for them for a couple years. During this time, he reconnected with his old friends, and looked for honest work wherever he could find it. He found jobs in a myriad of different fields. From a butcher, to a landscaper, and even to a contractor, Theo dabbled in a little bit of everything, but he could not find anything worthy of a career for himself.

Eventually, after 3 years of civilian life, he would be called as a witness against one of his former gang members for a crime they had committed. He was hesitant to take the stand for fear of what might happen to him if he did, but he stood trial nonetheless. Through his testimony, his former affiliate would end up charged with 25 years to life in imprisonment. Knowing that he now be branded as a snitch, Theo pleaded with the district attorney for witness protection. The DA would accept his proposal, and he would find himself being relocated to Anchorage, AL.

The move was difficult for Theo, and he had trouble fitting in to his new surroundings. While Anchorage was similar to the city environment that he has lived in his whole life, he felt out of place. After 3 months into his relocation, he found a job at a small tech startup based in the city's downtown district. His starting position was a IT Helpdesk Support Specialist, but he would quickly rise the ranks until he found himself the Junior Supervisor to a team of IT Technicians. Theo liked his work; he felt like he finally found a career for himself. Life started to improve for him during his career at his company. He made enough money to finance both a car and a house for himself, and he started to make friends with his coworkers. He briefly started dating around this time as well, but he eventually decided that he would focus on his career instead.

4 months before the crash, he decided to establish contact with his mother. It had been almost 2 decades since he last heard from her, and he was worried about what she was like now. Theo states that he had nothing to worry about, for his mother was excited to hear from him. She told him that she had been trying to find him, but that she couldn't. Theo then began to explain his situation to her, and the two spent hours catching up with each other. They made arrangements for him to visit her at her house in Hawaii, and after the phone call, Theo immediately booked a flight with a proprietary airline that was based in Anchorage. And as the day of his departure drew nearer, Theo couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of excitement and anxiety.

Finally 30,000 feet in the air, Theo was one of the first people to notice that one of the engines starting to fail. His excitement turned into fear, and before he knew what was happening, the static of the cabin speakers blared to life. The captain then spoke the words that struck Theo with an insurmountable feeling of dread, "Passengers, please return to your seats. Embrace for impact".

With dark features and honeyed skin, Araceli is the epitome of Indian beauty. Her eyes a rich sienna, married with lighter amber flecks. Her hair is a generously saturated brown, cascading in loose waves to the middle of her back. Araceli has raised cheekbones and a narrow but prominent nose, lush lips and a sharp chin pulling her facial structure together. Her body is pleasantly curvaceous for her thin figure, slight shoulders and a humble bosom are accentuated by broader hips and a restricted waist. Drawn-out legs giving her a taller appearance despite her underwhelming stature of 5'4".

Araceli originated from India, spending a good portion of her childhood there before her father passed. Her mother would pack up the remaining family consisting of Araceli and her brother, to live in the USA. Araceli would spend the remainder of her childhood and teenage years in the city of New York. Her mother would take on multiple jobs just to keep the small family afloat, a single mother with little to no education to aid her. Watching her mother struggle, Araceli would strive for a decent education, beginning medical school in New York before catching the attention of a model scout. Medical school would be put on the back shelf for a while as Araceli explored the life of a model. The occupation proved to be crucial, the income enough to provide for her family. Soon the job would take her to Fairbanks, AL. where she would reside for a while, participating in strenuous shoots. One evening, after Araceli had finished shooting for the day, she received a phone call. Tragedy had struck, her mother and brother losing their lives in a fatal car accident. Having no other family in New York, Araceli would remain in Alaska, abandoning her occupation as a model to take up medical schooling once more, eventually graduating as a Nurse Practitioner.

While living in Alaska provided tranquility, Araceli yearned for a new atmosphere, thus applying for and being accepted into a group of volunteers testing a new Alaskan Airline. Having been to Hawaii once before with an agency, Araceli eagerly offered her services to the airline.

Airplanes were so advanced these days, what could go wrong?

This mentality would soon dissipate as the trip took a turn for the worst. The small aircraft would be racked with turbulence, the speakers overhead alerting the passengers of their fate. Somehow, the pilot had lost all contact with air traffic control, their destination construed, path to Hawaii entirely missed leaving them airborne in the wrong direction for hours without guidance. A horrible situation would only worsen as the plane hit a storm, one last announcement instructing passengers to stay calm and embrace for impact and then...

...Nothing...

Tall, Average Build, Thick, but short Ginger hair, Brown eyes, and a small scar left behind by one of the people he's tangled with. Other then that there's not much on the surface. He looks like he weighs about 170lbs or so, and his height is exactly six feet tall. He keeps his facial hair trimmed so it's not to shaggy.

Born into a rather simple family, Eric grew up trying to change others opinion of him, as something more than the child of a rather plain and boring family. His intelligence and ability in school kept him out of trouble, but drew him into the anti-social life style due to constant bullying. As an adult, he tried out for the police academy, hoping that once he joined the ranks of law he could use his intellect to become a renowned detective and live his dream, however, his anti-social ways were his downfall and he failed the entrance exam. Not wanting to keep fighting a dead dream, he has since then worked as a private detective, taking jobs the police either couldn't handle in the way the victims wanted, or simply hadn't been alerted to.

His life wasn't the most exciting, but many of his investigations resulted in the criminal's capture, or in some rare cases, death. Although not directly related to any of the deaths, Eric had assisted in causing them, forcing him deeper into his shell. His emotions were locked up, and his family and few friends, who still contact him, always had to bring up how he used to be such an energetic and cheerful person. One of his friends blamed it on Eric never once having any kind of relationship beyond friendship. He brushed them all off, and continued on with his life.

He was seeking a vacation after a dead end case, which landed him in one of the twenty passenger seats of the Alaskan Luxury plane. He wasn't looking forward to flight, but it was better then taking a boat, due to his fear of the ocean, and more importantly, what he believes could lurk within it. During the flight, he kept to himself, avoiding conversation with the other passengers, partially due to the novel he was reading. When the plane began to shake, his paranoia spiked, and he dropped the novel, waiting for it to pass, and when it did not, he began bracing himself for the worst.

well-built, strong, an 'eloquent redneck'

Noah was born in Dallas to a very religious, Catholic family. He had abusive parents, but believed that God and Church would help him. However, once he was 15, he came to terms with the fact that he is bisexual and felt bad about. He couldn't understand why God would allow this to happen to him. He talked about it in confession and the Priest told him to never come to church again. He was depressed abd confused. The feeling of confusion got even worse when a few months later, Noah found out that the exact same Priest who told him that he was wrong for being bisexual got arrested for molesting young boys. This is when Noah lost faith in religion, the one thing that helped him get through each day. His life became a spiral of depression. He mixed in with a bad crowd and got into drugs. Eventually, he started peddling drugs himself and, thanks to his charismatic nature, he climbed his way up the hierarchy of the biggest drug cartel in Texas. However, Noah never tried to act tough on the outside. Everybody was scared of him and respected him anyway, even though he was always listening to classical music. Noah eventually went to prison, where he spent 13 years. In prison, he worked out every day and became the guy that nobody dared cross. However, once Noah's sentence ended, like many ex-convicts he found it hard to find a job and fell into poverty. When he saw the ad for the new airline being tested, he thought that he might as well take the opportunity, as he would probably never be able to afford a vacation to Hawaii anyway.