Roleplay Theme: Stranded Part II

[Dingzhu]

Ding blanked out a bit, remembering why he had ended up on the island in the first place.

He shook his head and looked around.

"Er...I think I missed a few things. Can anyone fill me in?"

[Ami]

"Well," he started to replied to her, "There's no use just standing around. Shall we?" he motioned, walking towards the trail of smoke.

[XDGummyDX]

For a moment Laurena stared blankly, then hurried to catch up. "R-right, sir!" As she followed him she continued attempting to remember if this was the direction she had came from. Things didn't seem familiar so far, but then again everything looks the same...

[Hodou Okappa]

Harvey was ravenously gnawing on delicious unidentifiable animal meat next to the fire when he noticed Bonetooth looking at something in the woods. He heard a faint rustling, and Bonetooth scurried off in the direction of the noise. Harvey dived to try and catch him, to no avail. "Bonetooth, wait! What is it?" he shouted, sprawled out on the ground.

[RandomJibberish]

Jibber looked at Ding.

"Nothing really has happened here..."

He looked up at the huge, clear blue sky stretching to the horizon out to see..

"I may as well go and explore a little more, if only to cure the boredom..."

[XDGummyDX]

AND THEN THE WHOLE TOPIC TOOK ITS LAST GASPS OF THIN AIR, FLOPPED OVER AND DIED. THE END.

...But srsly, dead topic is dead. >_>

[Hodou Okappa]

Harvey had a bad habit. The origins of this habit were heavily disputed among many scientific communities- some believe it is caused by a medical disorder, whereas others believe it is a serious non-chemical psychological issue akin to sadism. Whatever is was, Harvey had it. Bad.

We are referring to sleep-murder.

When the first night fell on the island, Harvey fell asleep. Soon enough, he was on his feet again. He ran around the island, looking for the group of people, axe in hand. In his dreams, Harvey the Viking let out a HEARTY VIKING SCREAM. He smelled blood...