Hallie Flores's Story

Hallie opened her eyes and squinted as they readjusted to the bright sun. "What the Hell?" She said to herself as she scanned the area. Her head pounded with every beat of her heart, and her thigh throbbed with pain. She sat up as fast as she could and winced in pain. She bit her tongue trying to focus on a different pain then her thigh and head. Slowly she looked down scared to see what was causing her the pain. She gasped as she saw a large, deep cut in her thigh. Blood had soaked the left leg of her jeans which were now ripped all over. Thinking quickly she ripped the jean fabric making the jeans into a pair of shorts, and wrapped the material around her thigh hoping to stop the bleeding. "What the fuck happened," she muttered to herself not remembering how the hell she got here.

Slowly she pushed herself up applying the least amount of pressure possible to her left leg. At a painstakingly slow pace she limped over to a large slender tree, not wanting much but to just wait for the throbbing pain in her head to pass. As she reached the tree she extended her arm to stable herself and slowly lowered herself back down to the warm, white sand. Hallie ran her hand through her hair, wincing as she touched a large bump on the left side of her head. "Shit" she muttered angrily as the pain intensified. She sat there thinking not knowing what to do. Until she slowly fell to sleep against the tree.

((sorry for not pretending it was night time. i just wanted to get that in there. hope that's okay. Plus Hallie can always sleep until the next morning))

Hallie awoke to pitch black, freezing cold air, and lots of rustling. Quickly without thinking of her leg she bolted up to her feet. She grunted loudly in pain as the wound on her leg throbbed once again. She mumbled curse words to herself at her stupidity. More rustling was heard. Panicking, Hallie limped down the beach quickly attempting to escape whatever was making the noise. The further she got the more her leg hurt, and soon enough she collapsed on the sand in the middle of the beach writhing in pain.

((this is pretty much an invite for anyone who want to find me. Obviously I wouldn't make it much longer on my own))

(Alright i finally managed to catch up on reading and such so this post will be rather long.. but w.e.)

~At Plane:

Kuroi was sitting back reading a book with a small flashlight he had just borrowd from the student next to him. He would be explaining diferent stuff to the other student he had just started to talk to. Making a subject he knew and loved pop out in a conversation was the perfect thing to do when u needed time to kill, luckly the book on herbology didnt bore the other student wich had a a amazingly big interest in in. The conversation would jump from one thing to the other until the panic overflowed the plane.

As the plane crashed into the water, kuroi was able to see for a brief second rather splaters of blood , hearing the bumps of practicly everything hitting agains each other. Afther every blink something new would happen, parts breaking, students scatterd, water flowing inside, some getting out, others seem to be stuck uncontious by their seatbelts. The choas seemed to happen so fast yet took a life time on he's eyes.

An object had jammed kuroi's seatbelt as some unconciouse maybe dead students fell around him, he's newly made friend had just awaked, watching kuroi strugle to get out as the airspace was almost out, luckly the other student was able to get out and help kuroi squeeze out. Yet on the outside was an other story, a thug of the currents, an other of the student and finally something caught on fire managed to fall into the water and practicly wraped around kuroi's body, grabing it and pulling it off he's body before it penetrated too deep he let out a scream, quickly drowned out by other screams and a throut full of salty and bloody water. Thats when the dark night just got darker.

~Morning at the island:

A rough cough of water came out of kuroi's mouth, he was laying on he's chest with a dissorientated look on he's face. While trying to turn, feels the sting of the burn from the accident, bitting he's lower lip in pain, while eyes also waterd he started to realize where he was. He sat down carefully just to notice he's friend was burned and wounded far worse then he was, him? he was dead, sitting againts a tree with he's eyes half opened, a burned mark near neck and crystalized looking blood from mix of salty water and sad and who knows what else. He was holding Kuroi's glasses, kuroi did not realize he didnt have them on until he say the corpese holding them.

Tears would be flowing down he's cheeks still not letting out a single word, the student had dragged kuroi into the jungle, how far? he wished he knew. What was wrong with this picture? a student who loved herbology and diferent studies like kuroi had dragged him inside a jungle at who knows what hour, morning rays hit he's body sitting up right againts a tree with glasses on he's hand. Who knows..

The pain kuroi was feeling was not only intense but the frustration of been alone also kicked in, getting up was hard but kuroi managed to do it, grabing he's glasses and putting them on was he's way of saying farewell, maybe a burial was in order but he needed to be somewhere else, maybe not to late to help someone this time.

~As the sun was going down:

Kuroi had spend all day looking around for anything that he could use, tho the only luck he had was a pocket with a hand full of medical purpose herbs, the taste some berries that he accidently droped and where washed down with some stream water that was ironicly found afther giving up on cleaning them. He had gone all day hearing screams from diferent parts of the island but they where so far away he discarted them as animal noises or he's mind playing tricks on him , just fear trying to get him. Yet who was he kidding, been lost somewhere like this was not the best situation.

He's mind was set to do a couple of things besides satisfing he's need for food and water, he needed to find ppl, he needed to find a beach and he needed to get out of ther. As far as equipment goes, he manages to salvage a rather tin bamboo spear, tho it came with the price of getting the palm of he's hands rather sliced before deciding to use he's shirt while snaping it and disturbing an ant nest on the ground and getting random bits on legs wich just added to the pain.

What could he say? the spitting imagine of a guy improvising on he's random yet helpfull skils and luck.. maybe..

~As the cold wind and darkness would kick in:

Tired, not only physically and mentally, kuroi was already sick and tired of nibeling on tiny finds and taking breaks to rest he's legs and look around as if he was been hunted. When finally making it to the beach, he would rustle around some bushes spooking something away, maybe he wassent been hunted afther all who knows..

He looked at the beach and with the moon light managed to make a girl in the floor with a wounded leg. He got closer and wispers in a very sore voice "please stay still...." . Afther taking off the bloody jean fabric , he took he's wounded hands that had been treated somewhat with some "random facts" from a book, and searched inside he's pockets taking out all that was leth of the herbs and proceded to carefully introduce them into hallie's wound. The herbs would do a numeros of helpfull things but it wassent food nor water...


(Sorry for the long reply, also if u want me to forget about the part where i found u hallie then its ok, ill just edit it so i made it to the beach alone)

Chris saw that the figure was only his imagination.He continued fishing.Finally he caught something,one fish weighted about 2 kilograms,2 others weighted about 900g-1kg.He did not recognize those fish,he never was good at it.He put them on a pile of leaves so they would not get sandy.He started the fire again and cooked one of the smaller fish.It was the tastiest fish he ever tasted,he remembered that the quicker the fish would be cooked after caught the tastier it would be,also that fish are tastier when cooked on a fireplace.He only wished he had someone to share it with.Then suddenly he heard somebody shout-out of pain.He quickly put out the fire and ran to the direction of the yell,he found somebody-two survivors.
"Hey!I am not alone here!''he came close to Halley,she was wounded"Come with me-i have made a small campsite next to a spring of clean water,we can wash your wounds there."he started slowly moving towards his campsite.

Hallie tried her best to struggle out of the mans reach. She didn't need his help, she could do fine on her own. But, whatever he was doing, helped a whole lot. Hallie was relieved of most of the pain she had felt. Suddenly another man came. "Come with me-i have made a small campsite next to a spring of clean water,we can wash your wounds there." She heard him say. She bolted up not feeling any pain in her leg, and replied "I don't need your help, I was doing fine on my own." She said angrily. Even though she would much rather be in a group, she didn't need anyones sympathy.

Just before the next morning :

Kuroi had treated her wound with what was leth of his medical supply if you would look at it that way, not like some semi-green herbs jammed into some jean pockets could be called medical supply. Before much could happen, he headed back into the jungle (or forest w.e. we decided on calling it lol), not asking nore giving out his name to the girl, holding his spear tightly on he's wounded hands, he kept walking back the way he had walked, atleast tried to.Tho he knew he had been spotted by chris , he decided to let him treat to her further, If kuroi was going to survive, he wanted to do it he's way or die.

Most of the people he knew, or atleast he had read about would just stick to the rutine of : Build shelter, get food, get water, dont leave the spot where u woke up and something about not eating yellow snow, but heck what snow was around here? Instead kuroi had done pretty much the oposite and his body was paying the price, burned mark of an undentified object that wraped around his back and chest at the same time, random ant bites on legs, cuts on the palm of both hands from the baboo's outside layer when breaking it with no protection, worse of all, walking, most of the energy he had leth was put on that. Not just that he was actually alone again.

Walking in the forest all day had actually a few advantages to say the least, he got the chance to scout a pretty stable route that he tried he's best to memorize. The "night stroll" seemed a bit oposite, this time around he could see much if something was stalking him, at this point he grew even more careless then before. The silence of the time or atleast putting aside the fauna's sounds, let he's mind relax enough to let more ideas flow into mind.Trembeling from the cold, he crawled ontop of a warm, smooth stone that seemed to had been hit by the sun rays all day and still keept some of the heat, laying on his right side wich seemed the less burned, he started to close his eyes, embracing the spear tighly, maybe the only usefull thing he had at the momment.

Day Two:

Kuroi's neck felt stiff, the morning sun started to hit down on the stone making him get off and sit by some shade in the hard ground. Looking around him, he noticed he had made his way pretty far away from the beach he found the girl and the guy who came running. Maybe not his brigthess idea yet but at the momment could think of anything else to say but "fuck..." . He might be good at few improvised surviver skills but he had zero idea on making a fire, and with out one, eating any sort of meat or fish would be just chewing he's way to a worse situation. "Maybe i can make some tools... breaking some bamboo and getting wounded isnt the kind of tool i have in mind.. also need some supplies" .

Standing up with the help of he's bamboo spear, he kept moving carefully throu the woods , counting every single one of he's blessings for not running into any dangerous fauna, aside from the ocational ant hill and scary looking bug that he would poke away with he's spear like a little boy poking random stuff with a stick. The reason why he didnt make shelter so far was beocuse he didnt feel like that was the best spot for him, afther watching the wounded girl, he was not about to stay there and have to work as a medic, the only way he would stay tied down to a place and group would sound cruel but it was obious , if it was a fair trade.

Snacking on the ocational bitter tasting berries along the way he thout about what he coould use to make some tools or find some food that didnt need a fire.

Early Morning-8:00AM

Hallie had followed Chris back to the campsite. She pondered if staying was a good idea at all. After a few minutes she reached a decision. "Look, i'm gonna go follow where that guy went," She said speaking of the man who had put herbs on her leg. "I'm going whether you are or not." She added before walking off back where she had fallen to attempt to find the man.

She reached a small fork in the path trying to find the man. There were two main reasons she wanted to find him, first she really just wanted to give him a peice of her mind. "What did he think he was doing, helping a useless person" She thought to herself. "I am not useless." And the second reason, was to show him that she wasn't useless. Her leg had began to heal fairly well though she had a severe limp, the pain was significantly less.

Hallie chose the left side after around ten minutes of heavy pondering. She walked slowly familiarizing herself with the surroundings. She came across an area with quite a few pebbles and decided to grab a handful and use them as marking where she has been, the last thing she needed was to get lost here. She stuffed her pockets full of the round pebbles and grabbed one last handful. She began to sprinkle them behind her every few steps she took. The path she chose didn't have and more forks, to her surprise. She could see slight footprint marks and guessed they were the mans. Even if they weren't they were someones, most likely a survivor, and she hadn't thought through her plan very well. The chances of her finding him were low, but she didn't consider that at the time. She continued to trek on following the footsteps she had found.

((I'm not really sure who the heck im following haha if anyone wants to add me to their group feel free to find me :P))

Hallie had been walking down the dirt path for awhile now, and her leg had begun to hurt again. She knew if she didn't stop soon she would end up with the terrible throbbing again. She heard splashing of water, and wanting to know who or what made the sound she peered through the foliage seeing a brown haired girl with a nasty cut on her leg, she was washing it. Immediately thinking survival Hallie began to follow her forgetting her earlier quest to find the mysterious man. Her steps weren't as quiet as she would have liked them to be, but with a limp its hard to silence your steps.

( Hey Diana had walked off to find some water so she was not at camp sorry. )


Diana heard someone following her and she stopped and turned around to see a girl with shoulder langth brown hair. Diana blinked then smiled " Hi. I'm Diana. we have a shelter right up ahead..do you want to do there are others there to. common follow me. " Diana nodded right up ahead the shelter almost in sight now. this was great..she found another person! well..the other person found her..Diana waited for her to say something back the bowl of water was starting to get haviy and her leg was killing her!

Hallie hadn't been following for long when the girl stopped, and to Hallie's surprise the girl turned around, and was so nice.
" Hi. I'm Diana. we have a shelter right up ahead..do you want to do there are others there to. common follow me. " The girl had said as she nodded up ahead.
"I'm Hallie," She said to Diana. "Shelter sounds nice." She said rubbing her leg. "Thank you." She added. "I like this girl already," Hallie thought to herself.

Diana smiled " it's nice to meet you Hallie " Diana said as she lead her up to the camp where Max Saphire and another girl stood. Diana handed max the water and nodded at Hallie " Max,Saphire this is Hallie,Hallie this is Max and Saphire...and your..? " Diana looked at Tirka (( I was not there when Max brought her ))
Diana pointed to the water she had handed to Max in the wood carved bowl and said "I found some clean water and so..i thought i would bring some..we can drink it or use it to clean wounds. which ever works best. "

Hallie looked the people over. One who she assumed was Max considering the fact that he was the only guy, was in the water swimming out. The other who Diana said was Saphire walked into the forest telling another girl who Diana didn't know she was getting the shellfish. Hallie's stomach grumbled loudly at the word shellfish. Soon Saphire had returned her arms full of supplies, but she had ran off up a hill. Hallie was shocked when the unknown girl stripped down to her underwear swimming out to Max. Hallie looked around the area searching for things she could use as a weapon. She really had no experience crafting weapons, and all the snares she knew how to make required cords or rope of some sort. She would be pretty useless until someone found rope, or some sort of weapon.

Smiles at Hallie "Relax. I know how to make rope from wood. Can you read? And, I'd rather you didn't just me just yet.... I'm Tirka.

Diana turned to Hallie and said " i'll be right back! " before turning around and running out into the water. Diana stripped down to her underwear but left her tank top on and swam out to Max and Tirka " hey what are you guys looking for? you know they mid have a..first..aid-kit..in..there..." Diana said staring up at the plan that had almost got her killed. shaking her head Diana followed Max into the plane the only thing she could do is stare at the inside of the plane unsure of what to say..really she was waiting for one of the others to say something first.

Hallie waited alone watching the people explore the plane in the distance. She heavily considered going out there, but decided against it. Her leg was starting to hurt from all the walking, and she was sure swimming wouldn't make it much better. She sat quietly hoping someone would come back so she wasn't alone anymore. She wasn't a big fan of being alone, especially not on creepy islands. Even if she was a stubborn bitch most of the time, she hated being by herself.

((I like the pics, and just an FYI ill be dead to the world of computers in like 2 hours so ill get as much posting in as possible))
Day 2 1:00PM: Beach

Hallie joined the group of people around the fire thankful she wasn't alone anymore. She came to a decision to learn who these people were, not for the sake of making friends, god no. But for a chance to distract these people from the fact they were on a island stranded, she figured soon enough people would break down, and she didn't want to deal with a bunch of blubbering babies. She watched as Max scratched the date onto the tree. "So," she added awkwardly. "What are your guys' survival skills?" She asked.

"Nothing at all," said Max. "And I mean that literally, nothing. No people, no seats, no luggage, nothing." Max sat down over by the shelter again. He heard Hallie ask what everyone's skills were. Max made a face. "Skills?" he laughed a little, hearing that. "That never came across my mind. But, I guess it will help." Max thought for a second and then opened his mouth again to say, "I guess I'm good at building stuff, and cooking. Although the whole seafood thing, not exactly sure how to cook them." Max paused another moment. "Also, I can hunt alright. I'm not too smart though," he admitted. He didn't want anybody to get any ideas that he was smart, because honestly he was street smart/practical, but when it came to knowing things for school he was horrible. "So don't come to me with a purple banana and ask me for the name."

Hallie listened to Max's response realizing he was probably role of leader here, not that she would be bossed around but it was something pretty important. looked at Tirka who was now babbling about something unimportant to her. She asked if anyone wanted Lemonade, "Are you serious?" she asked, "Lemonade what are you five?" She said angrily. " Don't waste your energy on lemonade." She added.

Grins cheekily at Hallie. "give me two seconds..." Takes the little cloth package of ants from her satchel, and a gourd. tips all the ants in, and quickly pours in water. Covers it with her hand, and shakes it hard for a little while, then strains it through the square of cloth into another gourd. Takes a sip, and smiles. "bit sour, but tastes just like lemonade! Like the stuff my mom made before she, well, uh, try the lemonade, Hallie." Hands it up to her, and stands up. "uh, guys? im gonna be in the forest ive got some things i need to think about" picks up her satchel, frowning sadly, and walks into the woods.