[IC] The Cast Away.

[The Cook]

At the front door he kissed his daughters on the forehead. His wife handed to him his Backpack, which was his only Luggage. "Good bye hon" as a smile took her face. He smiled back, and started to walk towards his car. On the half way through, he stopped walking and looked back at them, his daughters crying, tears on his wife's cheeks. He raised his left arm and waved it. "I love you all" he said in his mind. He rode the car and took off to the airport. As Gordon sat waiting for the plane to start boarding, he thought about his two young daughters. He had already missed them the moment he took a step out of the house. A smile appeared as he though about them. Soon the plane started boarding. He stood up and went to the door to enter. He sat by the window. His backpack beneath him between his feet. He thought about sleeping through the whole flight. Once the plane took off, he lied his head back and shut his eyes. The plane was shaking wildly as Gordon woke up. Every was in panic. Suddenly the rear side of the plane blew up. Gordon looked back, the back of the plane was gone. Gorgon was nearly sitting close to the rear seats. People who sat there had flew out the plane by the enormous opening at the back. He heard people shouting, some just screaming, some saying "Am sorry!". He thought about his daughters seconds before he blacked out.

[StarCatcher]

Jon made his way out of his apartment- a backpack on his back and a small suitcase in tow. He quickly threw them into his car and sped off- he had forgotten to lock his apartment, but his mind was far from that. The door could stay unlocked, he was too much in a hurry to turn around and lock it. Of course, the traffic flow had to be unusually heavy, when he needed to be to the airport within the hour. He tapped his fingers nervously on the steering wheel- breathing a sigh of relief. Thirty minutes later, he arrived at the airport, it still was going to be a stretch for him to make his flight, but he hurried, and managed to get onto the plane as last call was being made. Of course, he had gotten a first class seat- he felt as if he needed the extra room. He threw his bag down at his feet, and buckeled up- some people got nervous on planes but this wasn't Jon at all- he had been on enough planes in his life to be completely comfortable with the mode of travel. As soon as the plane took off, he took out a medical terminology book and some empty notecards- if he was going to be stuck on an eight hour flight, he might as well do something useful with it. He fumbled for his pen, and then got absorbed into the task at hand, beginning to make notecards for about 250 different words he needed to completely memorize. A little while later, the pilot came over the speaker, saying that something had gone wrong and they needed to brace for impact. Jon got a little nervous, but it wasn't until the back of the plane blew up that reality set in. The last thing he thought about before the world faded to black was that of course with the luck he was having that this would happen.

[LokiLeo789]

Lee woke up late thus morning, he was supposed to catch a flight to Europe in order to register for his collage classes in Europe. Lee had already said bye to his parents and his relatives the day before. Lee hurriedly took a shower and dressed, after that he skips break fast and got in his car, and drive the airport. Lee was one of the last couple to board the plane, he sat near the front of the plane, just so he could enjoy the big TV near the front, and to have no one sit in front of Lee. He sat down and let his seat back, then fell asleep for about an hour. Lee was rudely awaken by horrible shaking. Lee looked around frankly, it was not long before the back of the plane was blown out and every one that sat in that area was thrown out into the air. Lee's life flashed before his eyes, and it was boring, before Lee could do anything else he blacked out.

[Whirlwind]

Yvette got comfortable in her seat, sitting next to a guy who didn’t look much older or younger than herself. She was too shy to really say anything though, so she just pulled out a book and pretended to read for a few minutes. Really, her eyes were flickering around the plane ,taking in everything and thinking about her trip. She was to meet a chaperone once arriving in Europe, but for now she was on her own. She’d only ever been on a plane once before, and it was a tiny little thing that shook. This plane seemed rather stable and comfortable… safe. In comparison at least. She eased into the atmosphere once they were in the air, and actually started reading.

She couldn’t find it in her to sleep though, despite the long plane ride. She was tired though, and her heavy eyelids began lifting when the plane began to run into turbulence. She gripped her seat, mentally reminding herself everything would be fine. When suddenly, people were screaming, she felt like she was going to be sick, the masks fell from above them, but she was frozen, holding onto her seat and gritting her teeth, tears stinging her eyes. A sickening metallic sound happened, and looking behind her, Yvette saw the plane had torn apart. I’m going to die… she thought before everything went black.

[Voltus_Ventus]

"I'm sorry sir you can't bring this with you," said the airport security at the check in, "it's a weapon and it's not allowed in the premise of the terminal.". Draphus sighed in frustration, he'd been held in customs for an hour being questioned about his equipment and why he had them, 'I'm going to the Olympics to represent Hungery' he kept telling them despite the skepticism, they ordered him over and over again to call an official or the Olympic committee or to just show his documentation, he did everything he was told but around half way through he heard the most sickening noise ever.
"Final call to gate number 63 to Colorado." at that moment he slumped in his seat, feeling defeated by the system that was meant to make him feel safe, from that point on he stopped caring about his gear and just wanted to leave and got on a plane to America. After another half an hour of arguing the agreed on sending his gear back to Hungery and he would go on a plane to the united states, it opined him to see his gear being packed up but it would pain more if had missed the Olympics.
He was boarded and sat down in his economy seet, flicking through the movies available, 'crap, crap, shit, seen it', turning off his display he rested his head on the seat and stared at the ceiling bored, turning to his right, he saw that the girl next to him was reading, 'why not' he thought to himself as he got into a better position to read...
He woke up to a loud boom in the back of the plane and the sudden rush of air in the cabin, snapping his head 180 to look behind him his heart sank into his stomach, the back of the plane was gone and the hole was consuming the rest of the plane row by row, creeping towards him, then everything went black.

[May Abbey]

Jackson helped Presley with her luggage, packing them into the back of the taxicab. After hugging Jackson and Sandy, she bade them farewell. She got into the front seat nodding to the driver, who starts the engine. Presley steals one last glance out of the window, Jackson wrapped an arm around Sandy's skinny frame, Sandy said something into his shoulder, earning a nod and a kiss on her forehead from him. She smiled at her parents, slightly sad from what she was going to miss.
But a fresh new start was in her head, thus she soon had to be with her elder brother Chase in Europe. Presley walked out of the taxicab, followed by the driver, who helped her with her suitcase. She was about to pay when he shook his head saying, "you're father has paid me already, have a safe trip.". She thanked him and headed towards the crowded airport.
A loud voice boomed from the intercom, indicating to the European flight, Presley started boarding, and soon enough she was sitting in the plane. She looked around her, the seats were full. A young bald guy sat beside her, flashing her a smile, she turned her gaze to the window and shifted slightly away from him. Out of the window, she could tell that she was behind the plane's left wing.
Voices died down as the plane prepared for take off. An annoying voice sounded through the plane, explaining safety rules and whatnot. The plane began to take off as it slightly shook. after texting her brothe, Presley turned her phone off, and laid her head back trying to get some rest.
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Screams and shrieks were pounding through her head, alarms continuously beeping, Presley opened her eyes and everything happened in split seconds, people holding into oxygen masks, a women holding onto a toddler, yelping in tears. An abnormal metallic voice screeched from the back of the plane, looking back, Presley screamed as her eyes met the missing half of the plane, but what was worse than that, was the scene of people flying out of the plane, disappearing into thin air. Her heart picked up as she took in her surroundings. 'we are crashing!'. Presley was trying to even her respiration, but it's too late; everything goes blank and cold.

[StarCatcher]

Jon came to, shifting about uncomfortably-he felt as if he had just had the worst nightmare ever about a plane crash, and he must've fallen out of bed and onto the floor, because the ground beneath him was hard and his neck ached. He opened his eyes- it hadn't been a nightmare. He was laying in the isle of a plane, and he could see straight out the back. He sat up and grimaced- his back and neck hurt, and he became aware of debris stuck in his leg, but he hauled himself up. "Anyone else still out there?" He called shakly and nervously. It hurt him to stand, and he was only vaguely aware of who he was, his head was throbbing. Suddenly, everything snapped into reality- he had been in a plane crash, he was going back home because his mum could possibly die, but here he was, and he wasn't even exactly sure where he was at. Where were the emergency crews at? Shouldn't someone be rescuing them? He bit his lip- he wasn't prepared to use his medical knowledge, even though he knew he could, it just seemed daunting, due to a lack of supplies and help. He still wasn't sure how he ended up in the isle, but started to look for survivors desperately.

[The Cook]

Gordon opened his eyes to find himself laying far away from his seat. His head ached, he ran his hand from his forehead down to his cheeks, it was bloody. His entire body hurts. He was wasn't in a shock state, he had experienced it a lot in the field. He stood up, tilted his head And looked around. Blood was all around. Many looked dead. And some seemed badly injured who would probably wont make it. He heard people moaning in pain. Gordon took his attention to his body. He gazed down at himself to check if he was injured. "Everything seems in place" he said in his head. As he walked among the seats he kept shifting his left and right. The view was terrible. He shouted "any Doctors in here!?". No replay came back. Suddenly he heard someone shouting saying "Anyone still out there?". The voice came from out of the plane. Gordon rushed to the plane hatch. He stood in front of it. On the door was a red lever, above it was written "Emergency Lever". He pulled it. The hatch swung open as a yellow Balloon slide appeared. Gordon jumped down the slide and stood on shore. He looked around for a while. Then yelled "Am Here!".

[LokiLeo789]

Jack awoke as sore as a basketball player who played 3 games back to back of 2 days. He looked around the now destroyed plane cabin. Lee almost threw up, people were dyeing in horrible ways, some were decapitated, no arms, no legs, so without heads. Children, mothers, father's we're all dying or already dead. Lee checked his own body, looking for any major injuries. Seeing none, Lee know had to find away.to get himself out of the plane. He watched a man get up and open a door outside and went into the light. Lee unhooked his seat belt and stumbled out the destroyed cabin. Finally getting to the door of the plane, he slid down the orange slide. Falling into the sand, Lee got up slowly and looked up at the old man he has seen on the plane. " W-what the hell just happened" Lee stammered.

[Whirlwind]

Yvette’s blurry vision peeked through slitted eyelids as she moaned softly. Her head felt like it weighed 100lbs. She reached up to touch her head, finding blood and grimacing. She must have hit her head, or it hit something. Not to mention her shoulder was achey and her hip burned. She rubbed her eyes, trying to see more clearly. Looking at her shoulder, it appeared to have bits of glass in it, and looking next to her, it must have been from the window which was shattered. She let out a little whimper, now looking to her hip and seeing a bit of metal having gone through the seatbelt and into her skin, tying her to the belt in a way. If she unclicked the belt, it would pull out the metal, and she had always heard if you got stabbed or something to leave the weapon put cause pulling it out caused more bleeding. She felt her hands begin to shake and eyes looking panicky as she glanced up, seeing a man who was checking people. Looking for survivors? ”Help! Please!” she called out to him, scared and so thankful just to see another person alive.

[Navy_Vet]

Mike gathered the last of his belongings scattered around the hotel room and placed them into his backpack. On a whim he grabbed the complimentary tea bags from counter beside the single cup coffee pot. He stepped into the bathroom and picked up his tooth brush, "I almost forgot this," he said. The sound of his voice echoed on the white tiles of the bathroom. He picked up the extra shampoo, and soap off of the sink and threw them in the backpack as well. His personal belongings had already been shipped to the 'Stan that he was headed to.

Glancing into the mirror as he walked out the door his perfectly shaved head and face glistened in the mirror. The tough set of his jaw gave off the perception that he was not someone to be trifled with. As he walked out of his room his movements were a bit stiff, he had woken that morning after having another flashback of being shot down. Some memories are too hard to get over and sadly only get clearer instead of fading in time. His usual routine after the nightmares was to go running. Unfortunately this morning he had tweaked his knee on the treadmill in the hotel's gym.

Mike boarded the plane headed for Europe, he sat near the back of the plane beside the emergency exit. It was an old habit to sit near the back where he could keep an eye on things, and being close to the door always gave him a small amount of comfort. After buckling himself in someone sat down beside him but he paid her no attention. He pulled the book Robinson Crusoe out of his pocket. The well worn pages opened easily and enveloped his attention like an old friend.

The sudden turbulence shook Mike from his book. He put it back into the pocket of his cargo shorts and then held onto the arm rests. The plane shook violently as it descended. The quick loss of altitude caused a pressure in the back of Mike's skull, he forced himself to yawn and pop his ears to clear his head. The voices slowly raised into a loud, frightening crescendo as the plane splintered apart. Years of training kicked in and he instinctively tucked his head forward, he reach to the woman beside him and pulled her head down gently as well. Just as they ducked a chair from first class slammed into the back of plane.

Mike woke still buckled into his seat, he couldn't remember the impact itself, he forced himself to stand his vision was slightly blurry and slowly came into focus. Stepping out into the aisle, he began hollering for survivors and helping them out of the aft fuselage.

[StarCatcher]

Jon heard a girl call out for help and made his way over to her, looking at her carefully. Other people had gotten up and began to move around, and he figured they were okay. He noticed the bit of metal in the girl's hip and winced a little, looking at her. He knew well enough that he shouldn't remove the seatbelt, but didn't have a knife on him. "Does anyone have a knife? Could someone please help me?" He called, and then looked back at the girl, she wasn't much younger than him, and it wasn't his place to assume that she had a thing for British men, especially at a time like this, but he looked at her and quietly said,"Everything will be okay, just try not to move too much."

[The Cook]

Gordon heard some one coming down from the plane. He turned around to see a young man. The man asked Gordon about what have had happened. Gordon look at him and said "The plane crashed. I don't know where we are. But it seems like an uninhabited island" Gordon turned around, giving his back to the young man. He walked a couple of steps forward, he said "we have to look for any survivors." He looked back at him and said " Am Gordon" . "You got a name son?" He asked looking at the man.

[Navy_Vet]

Mike continued trying to help survivors off of the plane and out of the wreckage. Surrounded by the vast destruction of the airliner debris and personal belongings, Mike began to try to form groups of survivors. Those with minor scrapes, bruises etc he tried to gather into one area. People with broken arms that required a bit more attention would have to go to another area. The deceased bodies would have to be disposed of properly before disease begin to spread. All of those thoughts ran through his head as he re-entered the broken fuselage.

""Does anyone have a knife? Could someone please help me?" he heard from among the wreckage. The voice was clipped with a strong British accent. He began making his way to the gentleman and the woman that he was trying to assist.

"Sir, I don't have a knife but we can get something to help, hang on just a sec." Mike turned quickly and began searching through the debris until he found a thick piece of the window plexiglass. He sprinted back to the man and carefully began cutting the safety belt.

"Howdy y'all, I'm Mike," he said quickly in his southern drawl, "Ma'am we're going to get you out of here in just a moment, hang tight."

Mike worked at cutting through the seatbelt while trying to keep up a conversation. He had learned through past Search & Rescue missions that just talking with another human has a therapeutic response and can help keep them focused. Once the seatbelt was cut he turned to the man beside him, "On the count of three let's link our arms and lift her out of here, there's a small clearing just past the starboard wing we can lay her down and give her a bit of shade."

[LokiLeo789]

Lee looked up at the sky, so much had happen in so little time. It made him angry for some weird reason. Finally after a couple of minutes the old man responded to his question.
"The plane crashed. I don't know where we are. But it seems like an uninhabited island" said the man.
Lee looked around his new surroundings, it was definitely and island, large plan trees, and sand and a large body of water, definitely and island.
"Am Gordon" . "You got a name son?" the old man asked Lee
"The names Lee, couldn't be part of the modern world without a name." replied Lee.
He looked back at the wrecked plane, "Ima head back inside, see who I can save" Lee said to the man as he walked back into the nightmare. When he got inside he simply yelled if anyone was alive and hoped some one would respond, "Hello, anyone alive in here!!!"

[Whirlwind]

Yvette cringed a bit but was happy as the man who couldn’t have been much older than herself came closer and saw her situation. She bit her lip as he called out for more help, worrying and wondering if others would even help if they were alive. Were there others not injured? She nodded, eyes looking hopeful as he reassured her. Normally she would have smiled at his accent, but right now, she was just thinking about the piece of metal sticking into her. That, and not moving like he instructed.

Feeling a bit better that at least someone cared, she glanced away from the man when another came up with a southern accent. The dichotomy between the two’s speaking voices was enough to at least let her manage an attempt at a smile. ”I’m Yvette. Thank you… for helping me,” she said to them both in a nervous voice, no special accent to her voice besides American. She watched her rescuers as Mike cut the seatbelt off her, chewing her lip as he said they would lift her. She told herself mentally that she would try not to make a noise when they did so, but somehow she knew that was unlikely to happen. She was always the type to hate complaining, and hardly ever ask for help, so she didn’t want to whine.

[May Abbey]

Presley slowly opened her eyes, she was in her seat, yet everything else was not the same, she tried to remember where she is and what she was doing before all this, but her head started throbbing with pain, she felt her jaw tense as she tried to look around, trying to swallow slow and hard, she shut her eyes, sensing bitterness in her throat, it felt dry, she began taking deep breaths, and unbuckled her seat belt almost forgetting how to do so, meanwhile she began having flashbacks, very short memories, hugging her parents, the frightful sound of the airplane being torn apart. After succeeding with her seat belt she sighed deeply, tears began to form in her eyes, but she blinked them away, ready to get up she noticed her legs were too fragile to move, her blue eyes widened in fear, she looked down at her legs, nothing , her legs had some scars and scratches but nothing severe, still, she had no power to lift her legs. She assumed it was from the hard impact of the plane. As if just recalling her situation, she looked out of the shattered Window. Water. All she saw was water. She started to think about her life, she couldn't die young, like all these corpses -or what's left of them- she can't accept it, before she could create any scenarios of herself starving to death, she heard faint voices, almost like they came from her head, but she could've swore she heard someone calling for help, so she started doing the same.
"h-help" she called, her voice coming out hoarse.
she cleared her throat in so much pain that she ignored and tried once again. "Somebody help me! Please!" her voice came out louder this time yet a bit husky.
"I can't move!".

[StarCatcher]

Jon breathed a sigh of relief as another man showed up- he was happy that someone seemed to know what was going on, and watched him as he looked for something to cut the seatbelt with. His own leg burnt in pain, but he ignored it, this girl was worse off than him, and he could wait. He watched the man come over and begin cutting though the seatbelt.

"I'm Jon." He said quietly, beginning to feel a bit unsure of himself. He was trying to keep himself composed, but the situation was beginning to get to him. He couldn't tell if Mike was actually as calm as he seemed, but he decided that it was best just to go with it. He nodded at Mike, and got ready to carry the girl out.

[LokiLeo789]

Lee was ready to give up; by the time he had gotten into the plane, it seemed that helping anyone would be inevitable, even for the people that were being saved. Lee was just about to give up and leave the plane but was stopped when he heard a voice calling for help near the front of the plane. He ran towards the voice until he found the source of it. It belonged to a blonde headed girl. She had said she could jot move so that posed a problem for Lee. He kneeled down next to the girl and pushed her hair away from her eyes. Searching her body he saw no major injuries, but Lee could not check under her clothing to be sure. "Look I really wanna be super man and carry you out of here, but I don't think I have the strength and I don't know if it is safe to carry you." Lee looked into here eyes reassuringly, "But I will get you out of here, I promise." With that Lee ran to the entrance of the plane and called to Gordon for help. "I need you to help me on the plane, follow me!!!"

[The Cook]

The man answered with what seemed a sarcastic answer saying "The names Lee, couldn't be part of the modern world without a name". But Gordon didn't mind. After a few seconds Lee said "ima head back inside see who I can save". Gordon looked back as Lee headed back to the plane wreckage. Gordon thought about making a big S.O.S sign on the shore for helicopters or planes to see. that is made out of wood and palm leafs.
but then he looked at the plane wreckage, he thought "If a plane or a helicopter flew above this Island they will probably see the plane wreckage.". He walked towards the wreck to look for anyone who survived the crash. Suddenly he saw Lee standing in the entrance of the plane, he called out for Gordon "I need you to help me on the plane, follow me!!". Gordon hurried and climbed The wreck to the entrance. He stood up and said to Lee "Lets go!" He followed Lee to a blonde girl who seemed in pain. Gordon looked at here and said "you'll be okay".
"Lee we have got to carry her out of the plane and see if she has any major injuries. Come on help me left her off her seat". Gordon held the girl from her ankles as he pointed with his chin to her shoulders. As if telling Lee to grab her from her arms.