-Stranded- A Semi-Elite RP -

(thats great! :) but im fourteen. ;))

Sam saw an older boy helpinf get the pieces of metal off of him.

((Sorry, Fine this is driving me crazy he is now 15 xD))

Ben pushed the last peice of metal off freeing he younger student.

[Tell me when you need me. xD]

[Now! xD]

Ben repeated the message he had said earlier but a bit louder.

[Haha... what should I say???]

Sam looked up at the older boy.
"I wish I could help, but I can barely move my left leg. I think it's broken."

Ben sighed. "Can you try to put weight on it?" He asked knowing a few things about health from his Dad who was a docter.

"let me see." sam put weight onto his leg, and yelled in pain
"ahh! ahh! oww!!!"

"Guess not..." Ben laughed. He helped the boy get up and support most of his weight against Ben. "You might have to keep that still for a few days..."

"yeah, no problem, I've got nothing going on" Sam said.
"thanks for the help"

Name (Full); Heather Hope Carrinia
Description; She is tall and slender with long, curly black hair. She has icy blue eyes that match her temper. She has freckles around her nose. In the crash, she messed up her hair, bruised her legs, and scratched her arms. She limps now.
personality; Snappy and short-tempered. She hates talking for long periods of time. If your lucky, she'll calm down and talk to you nicely.
Age (11-18 ); 15
Other; [i]I WILL SURVIVE [/i]

Famulus finally able to move on his feet, walked over to Ben and the other guy. "Hey, what's with the shriek?" He asked very casually.


((*sigh* what did I miss))

((Haha... RP? NICE FORM!))

Ben slowly walked over to what looked like a low laying palmtree. He set his fellow schoolmate down into the little patch of shade it was giving.

Why did this have to happen to us? He thought to himself as he looked through some of the wreckage like most everybody that survived and well did.

Famulus turned around. "Lily?" He asked, unsure who's voice that was. He never was good at recognizing people that way.

"Yes! Gosh, what happened to that inferior plane? Ug, I should sue the company, if we ever get off this island!" She went into a silent stream of cusswords and then stopped, "Sorry. What happened? Who has inguries?"

Ben winced at the pain in his side. "A 9th grader... He broke his leg." Ben explained noticing Lilliana. He looked around quickly to see if he could find anything like a band-aid or something to keep the wound he got sealed. Nothing. He pulled off his hoodie and tied it around his waste so it could capture most of the bleeding. "We need to find a source of Water and Food fast!" He stated looking over at Lilliana "Are you hurt?"

"It's nothing." Lilliana said moving her face accedently to the side, exposing the gashes. She winced and then said, "I'll be right back, I think I can find some plants that we can eat." She ran off toward the forest.

Ben ran after her. "If you are going i'm coming." He said and started to look arond the forest he saw plenty of vines and palm tree's but not a whole lot of fruit tree's. "It's more important we find water before food..." He gasped picking up what looked like a turnip.

Lilliana nodded slightly making the gashes hurt more, "Yes, but we'll need food to survive, you go down to the ocean and get some water, try to save as much metal as you can, I have a feeling we'll need it. Maybe use a piece of it to gather water with, then you might want to try and build a fire so you can boil the water and purify it."

(If that's to leaderish then I'll change it.)

((Nope because I don't really want a leader... Yet.))

"Even if we do that, it wont get rid of the salt and if we drank the water it could possibly ruin our blatters." Ben said using a sharp peice of metal that must of broke off from the plane, to cut open the turnip looking fruit. When he cut it open some of the purple juices ran out. He peered inside it looked like an apple except for in the middle which had a bunch of burple berries in it. Ben put his finger in and got juice from the purple little berries and put it on the rim of his tounge. It tasted like a mixture between a grape and a peach. Then he put his finger against the white inner rim of the plant and put his finger on his tounge. It seared like his tounge was on fire. "Don't eat the outside! The berries on the inside are fine to eat." Ben gasped his tounge still burning.

Lilliana rolled her eyes and then walked forward to see if there were anymore. She tripped in a hole and landed on her face, she screamed and held her face, with was now dirty and bleeding more severly.