Stranded...

[Farewell]

((CLOSED DONT ASK))
You are a passenger on the Opex airline, you just got in the plane... You are comfortable... On your way to visit, go back home, vacation, but what you don't know is your going to experience a crash in Vloems Atoll. A island you cannot escape, no vehicles, electronics and such work at this mysterious island ((pretty much like the Bermuda Triangle)) you must live off resources, service the creatures that roam, and it seems your not alone...
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RULES
•no powers
•can't escape
•one character
•no god moding
•read everyone's char sheet!!
•PM for questions!
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Name:
Species:
Age:
Sex:
Clothing:
Weapons:
Home:
Job:
Personality:
Extra:
((Idea from vonn))
Visuals:
Rolo's temple
Zardoff's temples
Abandon temples:

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Name: Sorrow
Age: 18
Sex: Female
Clothing: Black clothing and badly applied make up but no piercings
Weapons: Pocket knife
Home: Brookly
Job: Night club waitress
Personality: Much like her name
Extra: Is good at blending in and not being noticed

[Farewell]

((Also I'm just letting you all know that we have not crashed yet... Once enough players I'll be setting things up and BOOM! Then we'll crash))

[SadDubwool]

Name:Xiu Liang



Age:20


Sex:Male


Clothing:a black suit with red tie and black vest,a fedora,some black boots


Weapons:Brass knuckles,Katana


Home:Japan

Job:Retired yakuza member,Business man

Personality:Calm,light hearted,cocky,respectful


Extra:knowlage of medical aide and a expert fighter

[Farewell]

Name: Zaida
Species: Northern/southern sergal
Age: 19
Sex: female
Clothing: tribal clothing
Weapons: machete, close combat, rifle she found still trying to work, traps
Home: Vleoms atoll
Job: none
Personality: intelligent, quiet, fast learner, loner, mysterious, strong, respectful, helpful, sadden
Extra: disowned from the tribe being different, she was beaten and starved then chased away to die alone when she was 14, she grew strong and smarter than the tribe, setting traps to protect herself, knowing English by reading some books she had found although she has a accent
Visuals (if you want of you character):
((Ok we shall start in the plane ))

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((After you))

[Farewell]

((Alrighty))
The plane lands. On the speakers. "Group 1 May aboard the 111 (Opex) airline, destination to Washington" the female koala announces.
The gecko and the otter pilots sit in the plane waiting for the Furries to aboard.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*Sorrow sighed* That's me. *She said under her breath and began to board*

[SadDubwool]

*Xiu looks up and sighs*"alright"*he boards also*

[Alistair]

((Ahhh!! wait for me!!    ))


Name: Alistair
Species: Tiger/Saber mix
Age: Undefined
Sex: Male
Clothing: None
Weapons: If claws and teeth count, then claws and teeth.
Home: The remote parts of Siberia, Russia
Job: Hard labor; used for giving rides, building, even pulling a chariot on a few occasions
Personality: loving, loyal, curious; but quick to anger.

Extra: His age is undefined despite looking quite young. It is related to his ancient ancestry with his saber half, which bestowed him with life giving essence so that he may one day restore his species if he wished. Or he may use it at will to help others in need.

[Farewell]

((Alright ))
The otter looks at the Furries arrive in the plane and sips his coffee. "Alright seems we got everyfur lets get her going"
The gecko nods, closing the door and begins to start up the plane along with the otter. The plane starts to drive on the Runway gradually going faster.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*Sorrow sits on her seat curled up in a ball*

[Alistair]

Alistair tried sitting up-right, looking awfully ridiculous considering he was a feral saber. The top of his head pressed to the ceiling and wedged between two others on the flight. Exhaling he smiled nervously, or to the best of his ability as he flattened his ears.

[SadDubwool]

*he sits back and and adjusts his tie*

[Farewell]

The plane was pulled into the air by the pilots. The gecko spoke. "Alright we have successfully got into air, you do the talking" he nudged the otter. He chuckles"Alright fine"
The otter spoke through the speakers. "Alright, I hope you all get comfortable this flight will be ten hours I believe, please stay in your seats with your seatbelts buckled, be respectful and if there is any problem just ask our lovely flight assistance" he said before going back to focus on flying.