Plane Crash in Paradise - Golden Oaks Reincarnated

[PoesAccomplice]

(Ohh, okay, sorry for being rude. Usually when you say "Garjzla?" it just means you're reminding me to reply to something, haha. I already checked it out, but I don't think I'll join. I'm working on bunches of role plays so I can see if I can actually get one going, so I don't really have much room for another role play.)

(Ok, that's fine. No offense taken, btw.)

 

[cutiechook1]

Name: Felen
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Species: Nymph
Personality: Seems nice, but....
History: Unknown
Picture/description: long golden hair that drags the ground(unless she has a braid in it) and leaves a golden trail behind her. Irresistibly pretty. Has an amazing voice and loves to use it.
Weapon (nothing crazy): She is a Nymph, but she does have a weapon. Small throwing knives.
Other: Okay, Geez

 

[Garjzla]

Name: Felen
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Species: Nymph
Personality: Seems nice, but....
History: Unknown
Picture/description: long golden hair that drags the ground(unless she has a braid in it) and leaves a golden trail behind her. Irresistibly pretty. Has an amazing voice and loves to use it.
Weapon (nothing crazy): She is a Nymph, but she does have a weapon. Small throwing knives.
Other: None

Accepted!

 

[Garjzla]

(Okay, we can start now.)

 

[Flock Master64]

( yay! )

 

[Garjzla]

(So, who's going to start?)

 

[cutiechook1]

Felen hummed and braided her hair by a small brook.

 

[Garjzla]

Henry helped the group who had survived the crash make a small shelter to sit under. Once that was done he went to the wreckage to search the luggage and the people who didn't make it for any supplies. People were hurt, they desperately needed any medical supplies. He looked at a man who was lying on the ground with a large piece of metal stuck in his chest, and felt a surge of guilt for not really knowing how to fix him. But you had to try, right?

 

[Flock Master64]

Alain sat in a tree eating some fruit when he heard a loud mechanical sound followed by a thud. He looked off in the direction the sound had come from. " What was that? " he asked himself " It sounded like it came from the shore " He threw the fruit on the ground, opened his wings and took off towards the shore

 

[Garjzla]

Once Henry was in the shallow water he got out of his wheelchair and crawled inside the plane. It wasn't a pretty sight, most of the seats that weren't torn off or burned had dead bodies strapped to them. He checked all their pockets, with difficulty given the fact he couldn't walk, and grabbed some suitcases. Nobody had any medical supplies in their pockets, of course, but maybe the suitcases did. It took him nearly ten minutes to get back onto shore, and he desperately searched them as the injured man coughed up blood.