redrogers
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(SNOW)
The plane's sliced through the thick ocean air, heavy with moisture and the scent of the fish. The rhythmic sounds of engines reverberated out to the dawn.
Steven was in a daydream when a rocket came blazing toward them and struck the tail. The passenger plane spun like an amusement park ride. There was no time for parachutes, in seconds it was a fireball in the ocean. CRASH! They had hit the water and all was chaos. All that remained was mess of sinking mangled metal.
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When he awoke, his immediate instinct was to get up. His body ached as he rose from the sand. Looking around, he remembered what happened; they had crashed and he'd dragged the person next to him to the shore of an island. Looking beside him, he saw this person laying unconscious next to him. Shit. Where were they?
DeidraGregerson6
@redrogers Maire had been listening to music when the plane had gone down, her phone and the headphones she'd had were lost to the ocean. She didn't remember much of what happened, only that she and another surviver had woken up on the shore of an island. The woman gave a groan as her eyes slowly opened, sitting up in the sand while rubbing her head. Dark brown eyes looked around the beach, seeing the person she had concluded that had pulled her onto the shore line out of the corner of her peripheral vision. She was as clueless as to where in the hell they were as he most likely was.
