The Castaways: a Survivors RP ~~**Players Needed**~~

[holieberry]

"Is she alright," Pilgrim says to her

"Ok," she said, still trying to get her awake.

 

[Bluebee]

Ariana coughed, water spilling from her mouth. The last thing she remembered before being thrown on the rough sand was the flaring of red lights, and water everywhere. She was covered in sand, her throat stinging. Her eyes burned.

 

[Bluebee]

Jason got on his knees. He rubbed his eyes, looking up at the dark sky. "Hello?!" he called hopelessly.

 

[Mipuppy1]

Dylan swiftly swam to shore, he laughed bitterly what a strange coincidence that his name was Dylan which meant son of the sea, he was an excellent swimmer but did that save his family? No! He stood up his bare feet in the wet sand.

Isabella waved her arm wildly, she was not a swimmer and she knew she was screwed. Everything went black. Her unconscious body floated to shore.

 

[animallover505]

Julie groaned and woke up. "Where am I?" she asked, then remembered. "Gracie? Gracie!" she called, looking for her dog.

 

[Mipuppy1]

Julie groaned and woke up. "Where am I?" she asked, then remembered. "Gracie? Gracie!" she called, looking for her dog.

"Chill, your sister is probably dead" Julie looked up her up and down- like a robot scanning her to see if she would be useful.

 

[animallover505]

"She's not my sister!" she snapped. "She's my dog. If I made it, she did too" she said, looking around.

Gracie coughed and woke at the sound of her name. She shook off and began looking for Julie, sniffing the air.

 

[Mipuppy1]

"She's not my sister!" she snapped. "She's my dog. If I made it, she did too" she said, looking around.

Gracie coughed and woke at the sound of her name. She shook off and began looking for Julie, sniffing the air.

"Dogs weren't allowed on the ship" Dylan said coldly.

 

[Bluebee]

Ariana coughed again, sand and salt making her throat burn and sting. "Help! Help!! Please!! Anyone!" she screamed, her throat exploding with pain.

 

[animallover505]

"Well I had one" she growled, her stubborn streak showing. She whistled. Grace bolted towards the whistle, sneezing every few seconds.