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Post by beautifulytragic on Sept 25, 2008 11:48:43 GMT -5
Tamarra sat down next to Malcolms charred Lifless body she was happy to see her brother alive. She looked around at all the dead bodies and began to sing. "One by one the bodies die. One by one they leave us alone." She hugged her knees the peace of debris still in her hand.
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Post by The Mammoth on Sept 25, 2008 17:30:54 GMT -5
Edgar sniffed a few times, standing in silence over the corpse of his brother, Tamara hovering over Malcolm. Edgar looked over as Andrew had already awoken and was trying to wake the doctor. He turned from his brothers corpse, a small pat on the shoulder of the cowering Tamara was the only consoling he could offer as he was feuding between fury and agony. He assumed that Malcolm and Tamara must had grown close in the short time they had together. Maybe Malcolm had spoken to her more than he knew. Nonetheless, that mattered little now.
Edgar walked over to Andrew as he tried to wake Matilda.
"She's lucky... Almost was electrocuted." He said in a completely monotone voice. He knew that once she was awake she would be probably first pissed off, knowing her personality, then would promptly get to work on healing the minor injuries of the crew.
"We need to get away from here. If the gas goes up, we're dead." He said, again, no emotion in his voice.
He turned from the group and walked away from the wreckage, stopping shortly by his brother and wording silently goodbye. Edgar walked forward a bit to a small clearing in the woods. There was enough room to make some sort of camp. There was plenty of loose foliage to make a good shelter, but it would take time, and from the looks of the sky it was going to rain soon. He began walking around picking up sticks and some small vine that could be used as rope and twine. He started working on building a small hut... silently...
((I changed my post so that you're character was not mentioned in the "rescuing" Roara.))
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Post by Da Pwny on Sept 26, 2008 0:53:53 GMT -5
The next time Matilda awoke, someone was shaking her, the air was thick with a sickly sweet mix of burning oil and burning bodies, her vision blurred- due only in part to her absent glasses, and her head had the worst ache that she'd experienced in years. She softly cried out, wanting whomever it was that was harassing her to stop for a moment while she got her mind back to where it should have been. "Let... go of me!" she demanded, flailing her arms as she tried to get her attacker off of her before he did whatever it was he planned to do.
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Post by knightc3 on Sept 26, 2008 2:38:10 GMT -5
Andrew looked up from the doctor and looked at Edgar. He was trying to hide the hurt but it was clearly visible in his eyes. He looked back at Malcolm's body then at Tamara and spoke, "I am sorry for your loss Edgar. You are right, we need to get away from here as soon as possible." He looked back at the doctor as she cried out softly before pushing his hands away. He let go of her then said, "Hey Doc, its me Andrew. Sorry, but we need to move from here, fast."
He hesitated seeing how she had reacted to him but still went ahead and put her hand around his shoulder and dragged her to her feet starting to walk away from the wreckage, behind Edgar. He turned around to see Tamara still sitting near the body and spoke, "Sis, come on, we need to get away from here, follow Edgar." He hoped she would listen. He couldn't take care of her and the doctor who could lash out at him again at any moment.
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Post by Da Pwny on Sept 26, 2008 7:22:21 GMT -5
She blinked momentarily before the name registered, upon which she was picked up an gasped in surprise. "Ow... head.... ow..." was all she could get out for now. Matilda didn't fight back this time, though, now that she knew whom was handling her, but still... what had happened? The last thing she remembered was getting knocked to the ground when she was in the hallway aboard...
Rather abruptly and very unpleasantly, everything clicked; the crash, that wire that dangled just inches from stopping her heart, being dragged from beneath it... she'd been semi-conscious through all of it. With a nod, she gave him her belated approval, although everything she did at the moment was trying to catch up to reality. Lying back, Matilda tried not to move too much, nor to shake her head too hard, or whatever concussion she may have received would come back to haunt her worse later on...
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Post by beautifulytragic on Sept 26, 2008 10:57:27 GMT -5
Tamarra said nothing when her brother told her to leave. She got up silently and walked into the forest. The emotion in her face was gone her face looked dead. Tamarra looked back once at the wreck and Malcolm's dead body. A couple more tears fell from her eyes, she bit her bottom lip and began to sing. An other Lullaby hoping that her beloved Mal could hear it from we were he was now.
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Post by Roara on Sept 28, 2008 11:32:10 GMT -5
The Janitor awoke to the smell of smoke and sound of burning timber. He rose slightly, then winced and fell back down. Bending his neck, he could see the carnage the tool box caused, but also how it had saved his life by clearing a path through the canopy.
Now, he rolled over, and got onto all fours. He crawled over to the tool box, and looked inside. There was all the ordinary hand held tools.. but then something caught his eye. "This will be helpful." He said to himself, observing a high powered blow torch mostly undamaged in the crash. There was also a chainsaw, originally designed to cut metal, but he knew he could make use of it if he could not find a communication system.
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Post by knightc3 on Sept 29, 2008 17:58:00 GMT -5
((This should help clear the confusion I guess))
Andrew helped the doctor to a nearby tree and laid her down slowly on the ground. She seemed pretty badly shaken up. He spoke trying to give her a diagnostic of her own condition, "Ok, you better rest here for a while. I checked you over quickly, don't think you have a concussion. If you need anything give us a howler." He got up from his place without waiting for a response as he walked towards Tamara who seemed lost in her sadness. He passed by Edgar and gave a quick nod.
He took Tamara's hand only to realize that she was holding something sharp in it which had made a bad cut in her hand. He released her hold on it and threw it away before checking over her hand. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and tied it on her hand. He then looked up at her and smiled, "I am glad you are ok. Could you wait by the doctor while I go take a look around?"
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Post by beautifulytragic on Sept 29, 2008 18:15:14 GMT -5
Tamarra nodded still not talking and walked over to the doctor and sat down looking the doctor. She sat a few feet away from the doctor afraid she was going to yell or try to tie her up.
Meanwhile in a small clearing of the planets forest Alex was in the lake taking a swim. She was completely oblivious to the crash that had happened earlier. She had heard it but figured it was far away after all the planet was a rather large planet.
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Post by The Mammoth on Sept 29, 2008 22:43:52 GMT -5
As time passed, Edgar silently and methodically, almost as if he was in a trance, built the shelter, ignoring the others. Once it was completed, it wasn't much, but it would provide a sleeping surface and cover from the elements, even if it would require uncomfortably close quarters. On short notice it was all he could come up with, but eventually, given a day or so, he'd have enough resources and time to make enough shelter for the group. He looked up at the sky as it seemed a storm was rolling in, and he finally turned from his makeshift hut. Looking around the trees he found a stick and a piece of metal from the ship, tying the metal to the stick he made a spade and began digging a hole.
By the hour, he had finished the hole, large enough for a full sized man, and he stuck the shovel in the ground, walking out of sight. He returned with his brother, and rather roughly dropped the corpse into the hole. Once it was done, he covered it back up. He knelt down, and in a mumble, you could hear him praying.
"Carry him to a better place, may his soul rest in peace, and may he spend eternity with you, the Almighty. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. In the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit." Edgar said, doing the sign of the cross and rising from his makeshift prayer. It wasn't much, he was no priest, he just didn't want his brother to die without a burial and some sort of prayer. With that, Edgar dropped to the ground, laying there staring up at the sky, covered in blood and dirt. He sighed out, and it began to rain...
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Post by beautifulytragic on Sept 29, 2008 23:19:09 GMT -5
Tamarra watched as Edgar burried his brother and looked up at the rain she looked at the doctor and got up, she began to walk towards Edgar and Malcolm. She continued to walk closer to the burried body of Malcolm. Passing by the body she saw some vegitation and flowers, Tamarra smiled and picked some of them laying them on his grave. She knelt down on the other side of the mound of dirt. She began to sing setting each flower on the grave sight one by one.
Alex felt the rain drops on her head and looked up at the stormy sky. "Oh well" She continued to swim not caking about the rain. She swam on her back letting the rain fall on her body she didnt mind the rain at all.
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Post by Da Pwny on Oct 2, 2008 22:25:24 GMT -5
She did so, laying there as the sad ceremony carried on. Why couldn't she feel any sorrow for those who had died? Why... why was she envying them? A sense of foreboding came over her, as though she knew that those people wouldn't be the last ones to die here. No! she told herself, shaking off that thought, even though it only gave her a worse headache. Think positive... think about something else, something other than this death all around...
But what else was there to think about? Already, the burning flesh was beginning to get to her head, that sickly sweet scent that the human body gave off when flames danced upon it, bringing up the horrifying images of the crackled bodies from those burn victims she had treated in the past. Their skin so thick that it took a good knife just to cut through for an autopsy, but so stiff that it barely took much effort to remove once cut... Oh god, she didn't want to think about that. Matilda could not rest, not while those images continued driving her mind slowly into madness...
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Post by knightc3 on Oct 3, 2008 2:20:03 GMT -5
((Roara, Andrew won't come across the Janitor in this post at least cause I am not sure if you want to find the group or him to find you))
He reached the edge of the clearing and stared into the thick vegetation for a moment. He looked up as it began to rain and then back at the group. He parted the branches in front of him and walked cautiously inside. He stopped after a few steps in and sat down on a rock covered in thick moss. He looked down as the rain was heavy enough to make it through the dense forest above and drench him. He needed some time to come to terms with what had happened and all the friends and crew he had lost.
He had kept himself from facing the reality around him because at the moment it was more important to react correctly, something none of the others were in a position to do at the time. He did something like this when he was doing research. He would back in the lab some days when he was a researcher and realize he had been awake and working all night when his colleagues would come back in the morning to find him there. After a few minutes he got up and started walking again.
He almost went over a small cliff or rather a waterfall as he suddenly stepped out of the bushes to find half his put sticking over a drop. He pulled back suddenly surprised to find a sudden feature like this. He got on all fours and looked down into the pond the stream had made. It took him a moment to understand that he wasn't hallucinating and there was really a girl swimming in the water. Of course, there was a higher chance of it being an alien than a human so he watched for a while longer before calling out with uncertainty, "Hello?"
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Post by beautifulytragic on Oct 3, 2008 3:11:41 GMT -5
Alex heard the voice and looked up to see a boy looking down at her from the cliff. The shape was blurry due to the rain in her eyes, she closed her eyes once and the figure became more clear. The boy definitely human and he was a wreck Alex then realized she was swimming on her back naked. She immediately put her body under water so he wouldn't see. Before speaking she swam to the shore line and grabbed her blue jump suit and quickly put it on along with her boots. Alex climbed the rocks so she was could speak to the boy with out yelling and to get a better look at him.
Once they were both in better view of each other she looked at him and examined him. Then she finally spoke "hello." Alex replied shaking her dry. Her face was bright red from embarrassment. "I didn't think there was any one on this planet other then me...you look horrible. What happened to you?" She asked him she then realized she had said to much for a first impression on the boy who other then his few cuts, dirt and ash on his body was a rather attractive guy. "I'm sorry I didn't even introduce my self and here I am rambling about how horrible you look. My name is Alex but you can call me Lex...or Lexi...or just X....I'm Sorry I'm rambling again...its just so amazing and so wicked to see an other human here. Uh You are human aren't you?"
Alex rambled her face getting red by the second as she did. Her green eyes almost as green as the vegetation around her. Her blushing red face and blue jumpsuit complimenting them and making them sparkle.
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Post by The Mammoth on Oct 3, 2008 14:31:47 GMT -5
Edgar was laying there for a moment when he saw that Andrew had begun to wander off. Any sort of splitting up in a survival situation was stupid, especially when there were still injuries. He rose to his feet, following Andrew for a few steps, watching him in the distance as he disappeared into the trees.
Edgar turned to Matilda,
"You guys stay put... Take care of her" Edgar said to Maltida in reference to Tamara. He turned and jogged over to try and catch up to Andrew, before long he was into the thick trees and he had lost track of Andrew. Shaking his head, he blamed himself if Andrew got lost, these types of forests are hard to navigate, if they lost another, it was because he was not strong enough to take charge. He wouldn't let that mistake happen. Everyone was beaten and felt defeated...
Every few steps into the trees Edgar cut a notch in them with his knife, giving himself a pathway back to the camp. Finally he heard Andrew yell, and could follow the voice to the position. He was a good distance off, but yet Edgar was a soldier, a tracker, and a survivalist, he had done all of these in training, and while he was a bit rusty, he could get a general idea of where the man was. Before long he could see him through the brush. He was about to yell, but then a woman in a jumpsuit came from the cliff below. Edgar knelt down, his curiosity peaked. Introductions were made, and it seemed the girl had no idea of the wreck, nor was she seemingly local, she seemed to have looked as if she had been stranded a while, yet she was still unflinchingly attractive. Edgar looked up into the trees and quickly realized he was being watched, not by a human, but a predator.
Edgar readied himself as the massive cat from the trees lunged out and attacked him. In order to protect himself, Edgar jammed the butt of his gun into the things mouth, and rolled as it clawed at his arms. Pushing him into the clearing, the cat clawed and struggled, and then found a combat knife slammed through its throat. With a swift twist, Edgar tossed the cat aside and rose, scratches along his arms and blood coming from them.
"Oh, it just wouldn't be fair for me to be able to watch from the shadows without being attacked, would it, Andrew?" Edgar quipped, stepping forward, "Its not smart to split up when we're still recovering from the wreck. Not to mention you'd probably have gotten lost without markings for getting back to the camp" He scolded, before looking over at the woman.
"Looks like you've been stranded here a while..." He said, turning around and picking up the cat by its hind legs, tossing it over his shoulders as the rain washed the blood off of him.
"Well, looks like I found us dinner..." Edgar said, heading back through the trees...
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