'Nice going!' Grace chooses a piece of long driftwood and tests it.
'Seems strong enough...' she muttered to herself. Taking out her
Swiss Army knife, she starts carving the spear and sits down next
to Alexa. 'What's that?' she asked, seeing the flute.
Sashi looked for fish, he had waded out up to his waist, and was
now waiting for fish. The sun was beating down but the cooler
waters felt blissful. He smiled, this was exciting. Yeah, he was
terrified of dying, but... This was exciting! He had always wanted
to have some sort of adventure, and here it was. Now, if only he
had his memories...
"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is
wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has
always gotten there first, and is waiting for it..." -Terry
Pratchett
Grace continues to carve the spear. Despite her efforts, she cut
her thumb. She yelped and put it in her mouth, then quickly removed
it, remembering the possibly poisonous fruit juice that had covered
her hand earlier.
A black fish with whiskers, darted around Shashi's feet. Sashi
watched it, slowly raising his spear. He aimed at the fish
and...... lunged! "Yes!" Sashi yelled, "I got a fish!"
Keeping the fish pinned down, put his hand around it, he heaved the
fish out of the water, and held on fast. The slimy fish kept on
batting its tail, but Sashi held on. Eventually the fish died in
his hands, and Sashi brought it to land. "Ok! We just need a fire
now and we got a catfish for dinner!"
"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is
wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has
always gotten there first, and is waiting for it..." -Terry
Pratchett
Glancing over, Grace grimaced at the fish. A vaguely familiar
hatred of fish and meat rose up, but she couldn’t afford to be
picky, and fish was stuffed full of nutrients. ‘Looks like she’s
taking care of the fire.’ she remarked.
Grace sat in shock and awe, listening to the wonderful music. It
really reminded her of the sea, and it soothed her. She didn’t dare
say anything to interrupt.
Sashi watched Alexa intently, music... music... yes, his past had
something to do about music... musical career? No. Sashi sighed,
I guess it doesn't really matter, all we need to do here is
survive, and live to see another day. He closed his eyes, now
content, listening to the beautiful music.
"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is
wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has
always gotten there first, and is waiting for it..." -Terry
Pratchett
Maki grabbed two sticks, forked at the top. He stuck them inbetween
the fire stuck his spear on top. "Ok, so that will fire harden the
spear... now the fish..." Sashi sighed, "does somebody have a
convienent frying pan on them?"
"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is
wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has
always gotten there first, and is waiting for it..." -Terry
Pratchett
Suddenly, she got a headache, she saw all types of visions and
images. She started feeling dizzy, the world was spinning round.
The images had to be connected to her somehow. And suddenly, she
fell.
"Oi!" Sashi yelled, getting up suddenly, "Is she ok?! Somebody help
her! Umm... dang it! No 911! Uhh! Somebody!?!?"
"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is
wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has
always gotten there first, and is waiting for it..." -Terry
Pratchett
Alexa woke up and coughed out,"why am I so wet?" She coughed some
more.. She looked at Grace and Sashi, and sat up. "Do you think
we'll ever get out of this island?" She looked at the
sky,staring at the clear clouds. Suddenly, she got an idea. "We
should build some shelter. ASAP."
@Purpleleeda
Use this link to create tour character
"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is
wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has
always gotten there first, and is waiting for it..." -Terry
Pratchett
'Oh, yes! We forgot about that. Right, we'll need long sticks or
branches... and big leaves. Oh, and vines.' Grace abandons her
spear and hurries off to collect resources.
"I'll just umm... sit here with this fish... and make a fire? If i
can anyway..."
anyway, if you guys want to ever revive this, palpad me
"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is
wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has
always gotten there first, and is waiting for it..." -Terry
Pratchett