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"They live in ponds, no, yes, no, they're a all female species, and are you hungry?" He looks at them confused as he hold Aria 'Phy Mymphy!...' "You cold bud?" 'Phy!' "Ok, hold tight." He wrapped his scarf around her like burrito and held her closely

"Yeah uhhh your weird land dolphin freaks me out...I'm going to go set some rabbit traps...bye..." Avery murmured, getting up and brushing off the snow on their hair and clothes. They walked away to gather sticks.

"...Guess she'll be my only friend for a while... bye..." He walks the opposite way to look for another area since the current spot wasn't the best. He went onto for hours and it was getting dark but he kept walking as it got colder and colder, he held Aria close to warm her up

Avery set up traps and left to forage for mushrooms and other possibly edible plants. They weren't honestly sure whether the ones they found were edible or poisonous except a few they could distinguish. They checked the traps and was surprised that they managed to actually catch a rabbit. It was getting extremely cold so they huddled up and tried to make a fire as best they could.

Light wakes up. “Ughhh....My head hurts a lot...” Light spots a stick pointing up next to him. “I could have died if I landed on that.” Light looks around and sees plane parts. “I think the plane has just crashed....” Light gets up and looks for food. “I wonder if there are other people here....”

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Jesus just endured the cold he returned Aria to her card and kept on walking. His view became distorted, his stomach growled, and his leg felt like jelly... he collapsed into the snow he can barely keep his eyes open.

Miraculously, the fire jumped and danced with bright warmth and energy. Avery jumped back in surprise and laughter. They would be safe...at least for a while... Working quickly, they cooked the rabbit on a stick. As it browned, they wondered how Jesus was doing and felt guilty for leaving him, thinking to apologize to him once they met up again...if they met up again... the thought stung them despite their preference of being alone... Avery shook their head and continued cooking.

Jesus dragged himself to a tree and huddle in his jacket and scarf, he thought about his parents, who were they, why did he never meet them, why did they leave me in a forest, and... "Will I ever make new friends...?"

Margo, who had fallen asleep before the plane had even taken off, groaned. Well, more like tried to groan. Her voice didn't seem to work very well. Rased a hand to her neck and head, and felt something warm and sticky. She immediately took out her teeny tiny hand mirror, which was cracked. She gasped when she saw herself. Her throat was a mass of bruises that were already turning purple, but what horrified her the most, here her eyes. Or, more accurately, her eye. Singular. Her whole left side was covered in blood, and her left eye was missing. Suddenly, she heard a noise behind her, she turned slowly and saw a man, more a boy, really, scrambling away from her. She looked down and scrambled back as well. There was a cliff, right in front of her. She tried to scream.

Florida was supposed to be a way out. A way to get away from Eric's death. At least, that was what Zoe told herself. Back in New Mexico, everywhere she looked there seemed to be reminders of her brother. In Florida, she could forget all of the heartaches. All of the reminders that she had failed to save her brother. Though she wouldn't completely forget what had happened that fateful night. The pocketknife she carried, the one that had cost her Eric, did the job for her. And now? She'd never make the mistake of getting close to someone. She'd only lose them in the end. She was glad that her parents had let her go, with the promise that she'd go to stay with her great aunt. And that she looked older than she really was, so no one asked questions. It would all be over in Florida.

Then the plane crash. Zoe blacked out as the plane hit the ground, her head slamming forward into the seat in front of her. Some small, more calm part of her brain knew that the pain in her arm was an old injury reopened, but something new was wrong with her leg. But that wasn't important. . She continued to force her way through the sand until she could move no longer and collapsed, her back on the ground and shoulders heaving and coughing weakly as she stared up at the blinding, cloudless sky.

Later, when Zoe felt the energy, she sat up, using her arm not in pain to push herself up to a sitting position. She could hear the hiss of the loose sand falling from her hair, but her attention was on the nasty scar that had ripped through her pant let, reaching to her knee. She must have cut it on metal in the explosion. The arm was fine, just in pain. But that would leave soon. She ripped away the rest of the ragged material around the cut so that her leg was exposed up to her knee. Zoe wasn't a survivalist, but she knew enough that she couldn't risk getting any sand in it. But how was she supposed to keep it clean?
Did she at least have her phone? Her hand went to her back pocket, and she struggled to pull it out. There were huge cracks in the screen, and the screen flickered weakly, but it still worked. But how in the world was she going to get out of here?

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Seeing the other person stranded with him awake, Phenix started towards her and kneeled down, examining her wounds. He'd escaped with just a bit of a concussion, which was quite small compared to his fellow's wound. He gasped a little, glancing around before snagging what remained of a shirt and starting towards her once more, intent on trying to bandage her wounds.

Sensing someone's movements and with some struggle, Atticus forced himself to stand up and open his eyes. The crunch and taste of sand filled his mouth and he coughed violently. He turned around and saw another person. He weakly exclaimed, "Hello! Is someone over there? I'm Atticus! What's your name? Do you need any help?" The man stumbled over to her.

Too many questions. Zoe had just crashlanded in a desert somewhere, she had nearly cut her entire leg open, and this person was bombarding her with questions. She wanted to move, to respond, but was too tired. It surprised her that he had survived, though she was surprised that she had survived in the first place. None of this made any sense. She dropped the phone into the sand, and managed to lift her hand to wipe the sweat that was dripping down her face away. Her arm that had been agrivated before buckled slightly as she struggled to keep her weight up. Her throat was dry from the smoke and heat, and her ponytail had almost come undone completely, making the bags under her eyes more imminent. She finally croaked out in a voice that scared even her, "Zoe. Don't need help."

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"A-alright Zoe...thats a nice name! Do you happen to know where we landed?" Atticus asked, surprised at how calm and casual he sounded despite the extremely insane situation they were thrown in. "Also, did anyone else s-survive?" He brushed off the annoying grains of sand on his clothes and looked around, frowning. Of all places, he was stuck in a stupid desert with nothing to offer but cacti and well...sand...lots of it...

She fell back into the sand once more. She could barely move her lips to speak. The smoke and general heat had dried her throat and left her feeling like a shell of the person she was. There was no energy left to speak. To move. To do anything at all. In fact, Zoe was tempted to just give up and die. Either the wound would claim her, the definite lack of water, and...Atticus. He was either extremely oblivious to their situation or was much more of an optimist than she was. No. She couldn't think like that. Deserts didn't go on forever, and there had to be water somehow. She still had to answer his questions. Even though her throat was killing her. "No, I don't think anyone did. I don't know where we are." She coughed once, weakly, but her throat still burned so she fell silent.

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Margo made a little eep sound and tried to back away from the stranger. She did not know what it was, but she felt like she could trust nobody. Her back hit something, and she realized she had backed herself into a tree Stupid, stupid, stupid! she thought. She closed her eyes and held up her good arm, cringing up against the tree, waiting for the stranger to hit her.

Phenix stayed still for a moment, furrowing his brow as he watched the proceedings. Scooting closer, he wiped a little blood away from her face. "I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm just as confused as you are." He movements were slow and careful, as if pressing to hard to wipe away what little blood he could might kill her.

Gemini wakes up confused as to how she got there
I am in a tree above the guy (light) i harrased about the chocolate festival my stuff is behind him and we are lost perfect now we need rain and we have a completely ruined day

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Team 2

Gemini jumped off the tree screaming Hey you down there catch me! And landing right in front of him yay its raining oh can we see the north star from here? Tell me!