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Cherise let out a sigh of relief. At least Bender was acting okay. This was shaping up to be okay.

Daniella sat down in a chair on the deck of the boat after Cherise helped her over. She pulled out her shades from her pack and put them on. Daniella pulled off her jacket and lounged comfortably in the sun. "Probably the only real relaxing I'll get to do." She thought as she soaked in the rays and people watched. She saw Bender walking around acting like a pirate. "Maybe he's not all that bad after all." Daniella hoped that Josh would take the seat next to her so she could talk to him. The sun beat down making Daniella really warm. She pulled off her boots and socks and placed them next to her chair, then she took off her jeans, revealing a pair of black shorts, and placed them next to her boots. Daniella yawned happily in the warm sun, feeling pleasantly sleepy. She yawned again, hoping Josh would show up. Then she fell asleep.

Cherise rolled up her T-shirt sleeves, hoping to avoid a farmer tan. She stretched out, her mother's warnings about tanning echoing in her ears.

Daniella woke up noticing that no one had joined her. She checked her watch it had only been three minutes. Still, she was bored and didn't have anything to occupy her times. "Anybody wanna talk?", she called to no one in particular. When no one answered, Daniella sighed and took out her sketch books, figuring that she might was well draw even though she was a bit bored with it.

Cherise took out a notebook and wrote:

Dear Diary,

I have begun my journey to find a husband. Actually, it's a reality TV series. I've actually made a new friend. Her name is Daniella. She's really sweet and nice. There's this other guy, Bender, who's a bit of a jerk, but he's getting better now. There's this military guy who might be sweet on Sarah from Gehenna Tartarus. And Josh, whom Daniella's sweet on. Those are the main characters. Oh, yes, and me, the mutant freak who still hasn't found a husband. Oh well. Someday my prince will come.

She closed the notebook and stared at the blue water.

Josh o up from the grund and casually trolled to the boat. After sitting he removed his jacket, tie, and sirt revealig a fairly exersiced body. He took out an old long sleeved camo shirt wth a blue star on the right
breast pocket. Then, he removed his blue pants. Cad in his underwear, josh quicly got on natching camo pants. Finally, he took out a par of worn service boots and tied them. After packing his suit he adressed everyone onbord. "I left my sense of decency at home. Yeesh, my ol' service uniform makes me look like G.I. Joe."

Daniella gave a loud wolf whistle from where she was sitting. She cheered and giggled. Then she called out, "Hey Josh, This is supposed to be G rated. You could have changed in the bathroom." Daniella had picked up all her stuff and was walking toward Josh carrying them as she said this. When they were face to face she lowered her sunglasses, winked at him, and whispered, "Glad you didn't though." She pushed her shades back up and began to pass Josh, as she passed she gave him a little pat on the butt. Daniella then ran to the bow of the ship to look at the view.

Cherise hadn't noticed anything. When she heard Daniella make those comments, she glanced at Inessa to see if she'd seen. She had, and was frowining and tapping her foot. "This does not get seen on TV."

Justin parked himself on a folding chair in the shade, donning his faded Aberden College cap, and pulled out the notebook. Nickname update... Josh will henceforth be known as The Exhibitionist. I hope the people working on this show enjoy cutting film, because if not, I get the feeling they're in for some long nights. Between The Exhibitionist and the Drunken Droid (who, I might add, has gone pirate on us) it could take them a week of filming just to put together a one-hour segment.

The drinking machine is still the winner as far as I'm concerned.

Daniella plopped down in a lounge chair on the bow of the ship. It was a great view of the ocean. She laid down, stretched and then fell asleep again.


OOC: I'm going on Vacation for a few days so I won't be around for a little while.

Josh grinned at Daniella and then bent over to retie a lose boot. "Yeesh, it's like these people have never seen a guy in his boxers and an old T-Shirt before.." he quietly commented to himself after reciveing some looks.

Cherise headed to the galley to get herself a snack. She was absolutely ravenous.

Sarah strolled around the boat, stopping to lean on the rail and look out towards the horizon, wondering just exactly where they were heading. She would be glad to get onto solid ground for a while, not that she was a bad travelling, but that was all she had been doing lately. Flying from Tartarus to Temme, and the from Temme to the boat, and now a boat trip to who knew where.

Taking a deep breath she looked around at the others on the boat, glad to see that everyone had settled down for a while, the excitement on the plane had her worried that everyone would be at loggerheads before they reached their destination. Still, they were now on the second leg, and even though one person had dropped out, everyone was still in one piece, well almost everyone. She sighed heavily, wondering just what was likely to happen to Miss Accident Prone once they really had to survive.

Turning back to the view, Sarah decided now was not the time to dwell on what might or might not happen, now was the time to kick back and relax, and enjoy the trip. After all, this was probably the easiest part, and if she could not handle this, then how would she survive to the end of the show.

She looked at Song and smiled, she liked him. He seemed a genuinely nice person, who had experienced hardships from where he came from. “This is the life. All I need is a lounger and cocktail, and I would be happy.”

Cherise munched on a chocolate bar half-heartedly, thinking about her problem attracting men. Was it her? It must be, since all of her friends from Temme were married. Still, what was wrong with her? Would she ever marry?

Sarah watched as Cherise helped Daniella away, and although she felt a little sympathy for the girl, she really could not find it in herself to like her. She was not able to put her finger on the exact thing, but she knew that the two would never be friends, at best Sarah could possibly tolerate her. Still, unless Daniella was a psychic, she would never know this.

Turning to Song, she presented her hand to him, offering to take back her bag. "You don't really need to carry it, if you don't want to." She laughed lightly. "I actually expected you to throw it back at me, and tell me to carry it myself." She smiled at him, her eyes filled with humour and a little surprise.

"Its quite alright, I haven't carried anything for anybody since the withdraw."

Josh o up from the grund and casually trolled to the boat. After sitting he removed his jacket, tie, and sirt revealig a fairly exersiced body. He took out an old long sleeved camo shirt wth a blue star on the right
breast pocket. Then, he removed his blue pants. Cad in his underwear, josh quicly got on natching camo pants. Finally, he took out a par of worn service boots and tied them. After packing his suit he adressed everyone onbord. "I left my sense of decency at home. Yeesh, my ol' service uniform makes me look like G.I. Joe."

"I thought I'm the only man in uniform here." Song looked at Josh in surprise.

Sarah strolled around the boat, stopping to lean on the rail and look out towards the horizon, wondering just exactly where they were heading. She would be glad to get onto solid ground for a while, not that she was a bad travelling, but that was all she had been doing lately. Flying from Tartarus to Temme, and the from Temme to the boat, and now a boat trip to who knew where.

Taking a deep breath she looked around at the others on the boat, glad to see that everyone had settled down for a while, the excitement on the plane had her worried that everyone would be at loggerheads before they reached their destination. Still, they were now on the second leg, and even though one person had dropped out, everyone was still in one piece, well almost everyone. She sighed heavily, wondering just what was likely to happen to Miss Accident Prone once they really had to survive.

Turning back to the view, Sarah decided now was not the time to dwell on what might or might not happen, now was the time to kick back and relax, and enjoy the trip. After all, this was probably the easiest part, and if she could not handle this, then how would she survive to the end of the show.

She looked at Song and smiled, she liked him. He seemed a genuinely nice person, who had experienced hardships from where he came from. “This is the life. All I need is a lounger and cocktail, and I would be happy.”

Song looked towards the horizon with his companion. "I haven't told you this, but I rarely drink."

Bender had swashbuckedly explored the boat him and the other contestants were on, getting a feel for what was to expected on the trip ahead. It was a fair-sized ship, in top condition. Some powerful motors, a number of amenities such as bunks and a kitchen. His sensors detected alcohol aboard, but perhaps he was getting interference from a drunk satellite. Perhaps he would come about this precious booty later. Bender strolled to the bow of the ship, singing.

"Fifteen men on a dead man's chest. Yo ho ho, and a bottle of rum!"

He passed by a few of his fellow crewmates, who sure seemed glad to get off that sardine can of a plane. The fresh sea air seemed to had eased the tensions. He gave a joking salute to the pair of soldiers dressed in fatigues. Scribbly McScribbler was scribbling away in his notebook about who-knows-what. Probably something to do with human things, Bender thought, like uh... shedding skin... and multiplying in an inefficient manner.

Bender approached the woman named Cherise, who was quietly eating something. He had approached her from behind, so she hadn't seen him coming.

"YARRRRRRR!" Bender blared, "What be ye booty yah got there?"

Cherise smiled and handed Bender a piece of the chocolate bar. Inessa strode up to him. "Bender, we need to retape your intro. Come with me, please."

Bender looked at the piece of chocolate curiously. He hadn't run into this sort of thing before. He scanned it over, and saw no alcohol content. However, he decided to consume it anways. It didn't seem to have a taste or even a mild effect on him. He shrugged it off, then followed Inessa.

The camera man set up the camera. Inessa said to Bender, "Tell us a little about yourself and why you're here."

"Well," Bender said, "My name's Bender, and I'm four years old. Well, my head is four years old. My body is technically 1057. Damn recycling. Well, for my entire conscious existence, I've worked as a bending unit, bending things for a living. You know, girders, bars... more girders. Your usual nine-to-five job. Like any fine robot I enjoy all the usual Benderland pastimes, such as... bending. And gambling. Oh, like this one time, I bet this guy I could bend more stuff than him, and he was like 'Oh yeah?' and I was like 'Yeah!' Anyways, the lesson we learned is that tourists don't like to be bent." Bender's eyes rolled upwards, looking at his pirate hat, "Oh yeah, I minored in swashbuckling! Arr!"

Inessa thought, "Well, that will easily be modified." Aloud she said, "Thank you, Bender. You may return to the others."

"Yes! Returning!" Bender yelled, jumped out of the chair, and pointed at the camera, "In your face, Mr. Camera! Sucks to be on a tripod, doesn't it?"

Bender ran off to the deck of the ship, grabbing a broomstick that he saw leaning against the wall on the way out. He swung it about above his head like a sword, while runing about the deck.

"Yarrrrrrrr maytees! Cap'n Bender be free! Arr har har! We be sailin the high seas for plunder! YAR HAR HAR HAR! Arrr har har-OOF!"

Bender tripped and fell flat on his face, in front of the man who was writing stuff in a notebook.

Cherise bit her lip, struggling not to giggle. Bender would certainly be a character. Perfect for TV.

Justin quickly turned the page, scribbled an 8.5, and held up his notebook for all to see. "A bit of trouble on the dismount," he announced.

That sent Cherise into spasms of laughter. Well, one thing this show won't be is boring.

Sarah watched amused, as Bender performed his running trip, and laughed along with the others as he picked himself up. She applauded softly, and thought how much fun this experience could be, of course, she was hoping that she did not fall pray to his clumsiness. Still, at least this showed it was not intentional when he sat on Daniella on the plane. She walked over to a chair and sat down, although her body wanted to stand after the time on the plane, her growing tiredness dictated otherwise. Relaxing in the chair, she laid back and watched the others at play.

Cherise grabbed another chocolate bar and stretched out on the deck chair to enjoy it.

Sarah turned to the woman who was in the seat near her and smiled. "Hi, I'm Sarah. We haven't been introduced properly, I'm afraid." She sat up and face the woman properly. "It's nice to meet you."

Cherise smiled. "Hi, I'm Cherise, from Temme." She shook Sarah's hand.

"Hi, I'm Corporal Song from Sino." The only Sinoese onboard greeted Cherise.

Josh walked around the boat at a steady pace. "Ugh.. I forgot how much I hate these boots..." He was so busy looking at his irritating boots, he bumbed right into Corporal Song "Oof! Oh.. Sorry!"

"Hi, Corporal Song. It's nice to meet you." She glanced at Josh.

Sarah could understand exactly how Josh felt, boats were not exactly her favourite form of travel. She watched as he lurched around, pleased that she had taken a seat. "Hello, Josh." Pointing to another chair, she smiled. "Perhaps you should sit down before you fall down."

Bender gathered himself, and shook his head around. He slowly rose to his feet and dusted himself off. When he looked up, he saw everyone on the boat laughing at him.

"Oh yeah?!" Bender yelled, "I don't need your stupid boat! I can get my own! With blackjack... and cocktail parties! Yeah! In fact, forget the boat! And the blackjack!"

He threw his pirate hat and eyepatch to the ground, and angrily stomped off into the ship's innards.

Sarah could understand exactly how Josh felt, boats were not exactly her favourite form of travel. She watched as he lurched around, pleased that she had taken a seat. "Hello, Josh." Pointing to another chair, she smiled. "Perhaps you should sit down before you fall down."

"Josh, you should take it easy." Song had little medical advice in mind. Turning to Sarah, "I wonder when this boat trip ends?"

Cherise noticed Bender stomping off. "Maybe he's not in such a good mood after all." She then noticed a small black patch on the horizon. It got bigger and bigger. When she was sure, she turned to Corporal Song and Sarah and said, "I think that's the island."

Cherise noticed Bender stomping off. "Maybe he's not in such a good mood after all." She then noticed a small black patch on the horizon. It got bigger and bigger. When she was sure, she turned to Corporal Song and Sarah and said, "I think that's the island."

Looking towards the horizon, the Sinoese corporal puts his binoculars to his eyes.

"Land-ho, indeed." He was not surprised by the sight. Removing the cord around his neck, he passed the field glasses to Sarah.

"Ooh. Clearly not happy with the judging," Justin said, watching Bender storm off. Glancing over at the four contestants who were engaged in conversation, he suddenly realized that if he was going to be on TV with these people, it might be a good idea to actually talk to them first. He walked over to the group and introduced himself. "Anyone mind if I take a seat? Not sure I've introduced myself to everyone yet, but even if I had, all you'd know is my name. At any rate, I'm Justin Weitz."

"So you're the budding Hemmingway here, Justin. Tell me is there a way to describe the level of suspense as we are about to embark on a potentially hostile island and expect to survive there for some T.V. show?" Greeting with a question is something only Song would do to keep the sentences short.

Josh decided to sit down and introduced himself to Justin. "Hello there Justin, I'm Joshua Austin, Lieutenant Detective, Kripo of Virka." The smile on Josh's face grew, but then withered as he turned to Corporal Song. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

Josh decided to sit down and introduced himself to Justin. "Hello there Justin, I'm Joshua Austin, Lieutenant Detective, Kripo of Virka." The smile on Josh's face grew, but then withered as he turned to Corporal Song. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

"Well, G. I. Joe, you'll have to pay a lot of attention when you're in a new survival environment." Song lectured, pointing in the direction of the island.

Josh laughed and remembered when he and his Zug (Platoon in german) had fought in the hot steamy jungles of southern Buechoria. "We lost more men from diesease and the heat than from fighting the Rejunes!" his commanding officer always joked about. But he did not joke when he told about the actual deaths they had expereinced. Josh shuddred and gulped. He took out an old rag in a poocket and wiped the sweat off his forehead. When he put the rag back, he felt a small cold object also inside. Digging deeper, he finally caught it and pulled out a small locket. His wet palms struggled to open it. After practically having to smash it open, the two sides parted to reveal a picture of a young attractive woman with short brown hair and blue eyes. She had a winning smile, like the ones you see on Colgate ads. Josh was near tears when he closed it and shoved it back into his pocket as he marched to the front of the boat.

Justin nodded to Josh, and chuckled at Song's question. "If there is, sir, I wouldn't know it. Then again, it wouldn't be right for me not to make an attempt, would it? I guess I'll go with 'defenestrative'. Maybe not the first thing that comes to mind, but I think the image of someone being thrown out of a window covers the whole thing pretty nicely. I like it. What do you think?"

Cherise smiled. "I like it. By the way, I'm Cherise from Temme."

OOC: Yay I'm back here. Oh and since it's August 27th...Happy Birthday to me! :p

IC: Daniella woke up and rolled onto her stomach to make sure her tan was even. Like she had thought before this would be her only relaxing. She looked around and saw everyone in one spot talking. She felt lonely,but stayed put. They were almost to the island and she wanted to rest while she could. "I wish somebody would talk to me." She muttered sadly wondering if anyone heard her.

Josh looked up at the sky then back to the locket in his hand. He sighed heavily and put the locket back in his pocket. "Why'd she have to go..." he asked himself sorrowly, as he watched the island grow slowly in the distance.

Justin nodded to Josh, and chuckled at Song's question. "If there is, sir, I wouldn't know it. Then again, it wouldn't be right for me not to make an attempt, would it? I guess I'll go with 'defenestrative'. Maybe not the first thing that comes to mind, but I think the image of someone being thrown out of a window covers the whole thing pretty nicely. I like it. What do you think?"

"You seem prophetic, looks like they'll throw us overboard without our luggage." Song expressed his concerns. "Life's better when you're a pessimist, because it seems to be full of pleasant surprises."

"You can't live life expectingly everything to go wrong. Pessimism is for depressed people to wallow in. If you truly want to live, you look at each day and see the beauty," said Luciano suddenly. "Life is meant to be a happy adventure, not a series of unfortunate events."

"You can't live life expectingly everything to go wrong. Pessimism is for depressed people to wallow in. If you truly want to live, you look at each day and see the beauty," said Luciano suddenly. "Life is meant to be a happy adventure, not a series of unfortunate events."

"Luciano, as a soldier, I view life as warfare and I expect the worst, as well as hoping to win."

"Well, I might have been a reserve who never saw combat, but that is the simple philosophy of life in Agrigento. The worst is always a possibility, but it is one of many. We like to weigh every option equally, and then look for the bright side in things," he said. In an attempt to look sagely he began to rub his chin and the beard that already threatened to develop. "Even the most dire seeming circumstance could be worse, and we celebrate that fact."

"Well, I might have been a reserve who never saw combat, but that is the simple philosophy of life in Agrigento. The worst is always a possibility, but it is one of many. We like to weigh every option equally, and then look for the bright side in things," he said. In an attempt to look sagely he began to rub his chin and the beard that already threatened to develop. "Even the most dire seeming circumstance could be worse, and we celebrate that fact."

"Oh, we Sinoese do relax, but we always keep our vigilance, as the price of nationhood."

Having taken the binoculars from Song, Sarah stared at the island ahead of them, silently pleased that they would not be on the boat for much longer. As much as she was enjoying the trip, she was looking forward to getting some rest, her whole body was growing sluggish. She was beginning to doubt she would be able to find the energy to stand once it was time to disembark.

Daniella got up from her chair. She put her jacket, jeans, socks and boots on after unwrapping her ankle. It seemed to be all better. She grabbed her backpack and went over to everyone else hopping on that one foot. When she got to them she smiled and exclaimed, "Told you all that I was a fast healer." She smiled at everyone and took a seat. "So what are you all discussing?"

Cherise grinned. "Hi, Daniella. We were just talking about what life will be on the island."

Bender emerged from the ship with a cocktail in his hand, to see the boat fast approaching land. He let out a hooray and strolled out to the deck, sipping his martini.

"Boy, alcohol sure is accessable when I'm around," he said, "And that's the way I likes it!"

Justin shrugged. "I was talking about defenestration. Not really relevant considering the almost certain lack of windows on what ever island we're about to arrive at, but it can be loads of fun," he said wryly.

"I wonder how the food on this island will be. Hopefully we can catch some nice pesci, and I can show you some of the finer points of life in Agrigento," said Luciano enthusiastically. Less than a week ago he was sitting in front of plates and plates of pasta, and the taste of Spaghetti d'Aragosta was too far out of memory for his liking.

Sarah handed the binoculars back to Song with a smile, as she listened to the group talking. She was pleased to see that she was not the only one who, though excited, had thoughts about what lie ahead.

On the horizon, the island slowly grew, as they neared their destination. It was getting quite late in the day, and the sun was making its downward journey, and a cool breeze was blowing up across the water. No longer feeling as hot as she did, Sarah began to feel herself waking up. Although she liked the sun and heat, she was pleased for a more comfortable temperature.

She looked over at Luciano. “So, you are a bit of a chef are you?” She hoped someone was, as cooking really was not her forte.

Daniella yawned. She had two theories about why she was tired. It was either because she had just woken up or because she hadn't really slept in the past few weeks. "I'm physched about this whole thing. But if the boat leaves with my stuff on it I'm going to get it back. I have personal items in my duffel bag that I need. You know meds and stuff." The breeze shifted and blew coldly at everyone. "BRR!",Muttered Daniella with a shiver. "It's nippy. I guess the island will probably be burning during the day and freezing at night. We'll need good shelters." Daniella smiled very big. "Let's play a game. Everyone say something interesting or surprising about themselves. I'll go last. GO!"

Josh walke dslowly back to the area where everyone was. "Hey..." He said quietly, accompanied by a weak wave

Daniella spun around in her seat. "JOSH WHAT'S WRONG?!", She cried. "okay that was a little over the top, but... Why are you so tired and sad? What happened? Do you need a hug? Would you like to go for a walk? Do you need a hug?" Daniella continued like this for a few moments then final said, "Seriously, Joshua you must tell me what's wrong. I want to help."

Sarah handed the binoculars back to Song with a smile, as she listened to the group talking. She was pleased to see that she was not the only one who, though excited, had thoughts about what lie ahead.

"Your beauty is enchanting when you smile." Song whispered into Sarah's ear. He clearly did not want to share those thoughts with the rest of the group.

Cherise tried to catch Daniella's eye, but she was too busy talking to Josh. Inessa, noticing everyone talking about themselves, set up the camera. Cherise said, "Okay. I'll start. I'm 20 years old, and I'm still not married. That's odd in Temme culture."

"I'll play," Justin said. "I've actually been shipwrecked. About a year ago, in East Islandia, the cruise boat I was on just sank. Never found out why or how. I don't much like boats anymore. Coincidence? You decide."

Daniella turned away from Josh and faced the rest of the group. "Justin that's interesting. Cherise that's amusing." Daniella laughed. "I don't mean to insult your culture but how can you know anyone at....what....18? It seems a tad rushed. But if that's how you all do it then I can understand. As for my secret..." Daniella leaned in. "I'm not telling yet because I said I was going last." She winked and leaned back smiling, as she tried to think of a good secret.

Josh sighed and felt the locket in his back poecket. "Nothing.." He said to Daniella. "What's going on?"

Cherise smiled. "We're supposed to say something interesting or surprising about ourselves. I'm single at 20, and Justin's actually been shipwrecked. Your turn, I guess."

"Yeah what are your secrets, Josh?" Daniella smiled deviously and waited.

"Uhhh...." Josh scratched his head. "I erm... Don't have any that are very... entertaining."

Cherise nodded her head.

"It's alright, we can't all be superstars," Justin quipped. "Though if you've never been shipwrecked or anything of that sort, I suppose I'd willingly switch pasts with you. I need to get off this boat."

"Ship-wreaked, I think I remember hearing about that in the news. Didn't you come ashore at some kind of resort? A few Agrigentians were aboard, I believe", said Luciano. He was utterly unimpressed. "I don't believe we've been introduced," he added while offering his hand.

"Yeah, either it was a resort, or the Islandians are just uniformly wealthy and feel it's their patriotic duty to buy drinks for tourists. I never did manage to figure that out. I try to leave that part of the story out, though," Justin explained. "Really doesn't sound as exciting, you know?" He shook Luciano's hand. "Justin Weitz, commentator on all that I observe. Pleased to meet you."

"I'm Luciano, likewise" he repsonded, shaking the man's hand firmly. "Thats a nice moniker, self proclaimed?"

Justin shrugged. "Eh, I just kind of made it up on the spot. You like it?"

"Justin, you haven't even been published. In the way of commentator your like the guy who whispers in your ear during a movie, sometimes helpful but mostly annoying." Daniella laughed. "I'm just ribbing you. I'm still keeping my secret, but I do have something interesting until everyone else finishes play." Daniella pulls a coffetable book(a book of pictures with captions, drawings, and stories) out of her backpack. "Check this out." She handed the book, titled "UofT: Undercover" to Justin. "UofT is The University of Thrope, we have more then one but UofT is the biggest. Anyway, check the byline at the bottom." At the bottom of the cover below a split view of the main building of the university, half photo and half sketch, read the words; "Author, Photographer, and artist; D.R. Summers." Daniella smiled at everyone. "D.R. is short for Daniella Rachel. It's famous back home. The book I mean." Daniella blushed a bit. "I'm a bit of a attention seeker aren't I? Sorry, um...you can have that copy if you want. I have another one in my duffel and like ten at home." Daniella cringed at her own words. "Now I sound self-obsessed. I'm just going to sit quietly until my turn to tell my secret."

OOC: Check out my thread please: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=352868&highlight=Thrope

OOC: Dammit! This thread is dying.

OOC: Pity I can't keep this RP alive until Friday.

Im way to far behind to try to catch up

OOC: I can't believe this thing is dying. It's too fun to die!

[ooc: It might have something to do with the fact that we are on page 23 and still haven't arrived at the island yet.]

OOC: That's because Temme(who's in control) hasn't said were there yet. And then stopped replying along with the rest.

OOC: Should we just assume we arrived at the island? We could start from there?

[ooc: Yeah, I think starting fresh at the island is a good idea.]

OOC: I'm going to do it right now.

Daniella waited for Justin or anyone else to respond, but before anyone could say a thing. The ship's captain had arrived.

"We're docking.",He informed everyone. "The rest of your stuff will be on the dock."

Daniella ran off the boat once it was tied off and headed straight for her duffel. She was so happy she would get to have her stuff with her. She waited patiently on the dock knowing that Inessa would probably have something to say. As she waited she decided to do inventory of her stuff.

ooc; I got class till three but as soon as its done ill post

"Ah, sweet, wonderful land!" Justin shouted, displaying a volume considerably louder than the quiet speaking voice he'd used for most of the trip. He bounded down the ramp joyfully, then suddenly stopped. "My backpack!" Running back up the ramp, he bumped Song, apologizing as he raced past.

(OOC: We should probably at least telegram Temme, if we haven't already done so.)

OOC: Yeah someone should. I would but Nationstates isn't working for me.


IC: Daniella was very happy that none of her stuff was missing. She stood up and noticed Justin running back up the ramp. 'Must of forgotten something.' When Justin came back down, Daniella went to talk to him.

"Hey Justin, what did you think of my book?"

OOC: Hi. Sorry.

IC:

Inessa gathered everyone around after everyone had landed. "I have something to say before we officially begin." She glared at Josh as she said, "I've noticed some, um, inappropriate behaviour." She glanced at Daniella as she added, "And some encouragement of such. Let me tell you, if you want to be remembered on TV as some sort of sicko, it won't work. That stuff isn't even going on the DVD."

Cherise sighed. Inessa was way too paranoid.

Daniella gently nudged Cherise.

"She's a little stuck-up, isn't she?",Whispered Daniella so low that only Cherise could hear her. "Besides, I told him NOT to do that. I just said I thought he was cute."

Daniella gave a tiny wink.

"Have you seen him? Or better yet, Justin? I'm not into Justin I just wanted to know what he thought of my Coffetable book. So have you seen either of them?"

Kim, who had slept for the most part of the trip, exited onto the sand. She stretched out, having slept the entire way, and looked around. She thaught about making an attempt to meet the other contestants, but decided agasint it. THere would be plenty of time for that. She grabed her bag, and walked around, sitting uner a tree. She knew that Temme was a G rated society, and she wondered how far she would get on this show with erh attitude and actions.

Daniella excused herself from Cherise without waiting for a response. She had noticed a woman she hadn't seen before sitting under a tree. Daniella decided to walk over.

"Hey newbie!" Exclaimed Daniella with a huge smile. "Who might you be?"

OOC: Hey guys! I'm in St. Charles, Missouri visiting my relatives. Right now I'm on the slowest computer in the world so I'm lucky to have even gotten this far typing without the computer locking up or something hehehe. I'll be ready to join back in tomorrow with everyone because I'm kind of busy and can't make an IC response. *Phew*... All that in one breath.

OOC: Hey guys! I'm in St. Charles, Missouri

Forget you,l Im in Fulton MO...bout a hour away...and Im drunk as hell...

IC:

Kim looked up at Daniella. She smiled, and extended a hand. "Hi, Kim Masuwake from Imitora. So you ready for this whole thing?"

Josh retied his combat boots and walked off the ship with his small duffle bag. It dropped to the floor, and he stretched, breathing in the fresh air.

Seeing that others are leaving for the land ahead, Song turned to Sarah, as he is packed and ready. "You know, Sarah. I can carry you off the boat."

He smiled to her that same smile he developed earlier when they strolled off the plane.

Sarah looked at Song and smiled, happy to have made at least one friend on this trip already. One of the things that had bothered her the most about taking part in this show, was the thought that she may be stuck on an island with no one to talk to.

"I think I can manage." She picked up her bag and placed it on her shoulder, then looked at her companion. "But thank you for the offer." Looking ahead of her she indicated the island before them. "I will be so glad to stand on solid ground again. She laughed as she disembarked from the ship.

Daniella took Kim's offered hand and shook it. "I'm Daniella Summers of Thrope. Nice to meet you."

Daniella looked around and saw Josh standing on the dock.

"If you'll excuse me.", Said Daniella hastily letting go of Kim's hand. "I'm trying to talk to a bunch of people at once so I'm probably going to be running around a lot. Excuse me."

Daniella ran over to Josh and gave him a tap on the shoulder.

"Hey Josh, whatcha doin'?"

Daniella smiled shyly and made a small semi-circle in front of herself nervously.

"AHH-- Oh.. Heheh, hey Daniella." Josh said, frightened by the tap on the shoulder. "You scared me there for a second. Well I'm uh... I'm stretching... or was. How're you? Did you enjoy the boat ride?" He asked cheerfully.

Sarah looked at Song and smiled, happy to have made at least one friend on this trip already. One of the things that had bothered her the most about taking part in this show, was the thought that she may be stuck on an island with no one to talk to.

"I think I can manage." She picked up her bag and placed it on her shoulder, then looked at her companion. "But thank you for the offer." Looking ahead of her she indicated the island before them. "I will be so glad to stand on solid ground again. She laughed as she disembarked from the ship.

"If you ever get scared, I'll always be around. I take these situations naturally." Song's reply was sincere.

Daniella shrugged.

"I'm okay I suppose. The boat ride was okay. But then you were upset. ANd I didn't...still don't actually...know what was wrong. You didn't telll me when I asked so I'm going to give you a big hug anyway."

Daniella wrapped her arms around Josh and gave him a huge hug, somewhat resting on him. Still holding on she asked,

"Feeling any better?"

Josh blushed, his cheeks turning a dark red. "I..." He smiled and nodded slowly.

"Good! I'm happy I helped.",Smiled Daniella letting go and taking a step back. She kissed Josh lightly on the cheek and blushed at bit, too. "So what do you wanna talk about?"

Bender passed by Daniella and Josh as he walked off the ship. He stopped at looked at them.

"If I could vomit, I would," he said, and lit up yet another cigar, then walked away.

He stopped further down the beach from the others, and surveyed the landscape. A tropical island... lots of sand and trees. Trees that could contain some sort of tropical fruit that fermented into a decent drink. Perhaps this island was a gold mine, there could be hundreds of new alcoholic concoctions he could make here, all natural! Bender envisioned himself owning some sort of tropical drink super-business. He conducted a dialouge in his mind.

"Sir, where would you like your solid-gold rocket car?" "Just put it next to the other ones." "Sir, the president of the universe is on the phone." "Put him on hold, I've got an important meeting with the hottest fem-bots in the unvierse."

"Yeah," Bender said aloud, "Drive-through liquor store..."

Josh shrugged. "I dunno. Not too much on my mind.. Heh, except what just happened." He said as he pulled out an Onind chocolate and broke off a piece, offering it to Daniella. "Want some? It's great stuff." Josh looked over at Bender and frowned at his comment.



(OOC: Onind is a city in Buechoria. They make a ton of great candy lol)

Daniella took a bite of the proffered chocolate.

"MMM...ish goud!"

Daniella blushed and swallowed.

"I mean it's good. hehe"

'WHAT THE HELL?!',Screamed a voice in Daniella's head. 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOU ARE NOT THIS MUCH OF A DITZ! STOP BEING BLOND!' Daniella blushed even worse. The voice was right, why was she being so damn coy! WHY?! Daniella looked at Josh who was smiling.

"HE'S SO CUTE!",sighed Daniella loudly. Too late did Daniella realize she had said that aloud. She turned bright red and tried to run, but her legs wouldn't work. Daniella did the only other thing that she could. She hung her head and buried her face in her hands to hide her embarrasment.

Josh looked in suprise at Daniella. He put his arm around her shoulders and bean to speak, "Hey, you alright there?"

Daniella lowered her hands and looked at Josh.

"I...um...I..." Daniella blew out a breath and decided to just get it out there. "You're wreaking havoc on my self control! I keep blurting out how hot you are. Like just now for example. And now your arm is around me, and though I don't want you to me move it, your complete and utter closeness is making my pulse race and I can't breathe. And on the rare occasion that I get a chance to think straight I keep wondering what must be wrong with you for you to be single. I have never felt like this."

Daniella took a few deep breaths then whispered. "I feel like I'm skating on thin ice. You must think I'm insane."

Josh looked sadly at Daniella. "Daniella...Er..." He was speechless

OOC:Beuchoria you should IM me at MSN or AIM. My username's are in my profile. I need someone to talk to.

IC: Daniella stepped away.

"It's probably just lust.",She muttered. "Infatuation you know? Think I like you but I really don't. I do feel like an idiot though. I'm going to go over and check my duffel again. Um...bye."

"Phhbbt.... Duffel bag. Right." Josh said to himself quietly as he turned around and looked at the sparkling, blue ocean surrounding the island. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the locket, taking one last look at the woman inside. "Goddammit, I can't be with any woman without being some shy moron cause of you!" he yelled as he threw the locket far into the ocean, watching it's glimmer sink into the sea...

Daniella walked over to her bag. She pretended to be busy as she sniffled a bit. She was depressed just a little sad. She had gotten the impression that Josh had liked her, then suddenly he pulled away. She watched him through the corner of her eye. He was really handsome and seemed so sweet and smart. She watched as he looked at something and threw it in the ocean. It glimmered in the sunlight.

"What the...?!"Daniella had no clue what that was, but she was going to find out. She got up and walked to Josh.

"Um..Sorry to interrupt you but I'd like to apologize for acting weird. I'm just tired."Explained Daniella conversationaly then asked calmy. "So what were you tossing in the ocean?"

"I..." Josh wiped way tears of anger, then sadness as he faced Daniella. "I wasn't prefectly honest when I said I was single all my life..." He wiped his nose on his uniform. "I was married... Jill was her name... We had a son. His name was Dan...A...And they were killed by a bomb during the revolution." Josh quieted himself then sighed. He looked up at Daniella and began to speak again. "I wish you liked me.. I could really use he company.." He said cheerfully through reddened eyes and tears.

Daniella blinked a few times and then punched Josh HARD in the mouth splitting his lip. Daniella was breathing hard as she stared at the blood flowing from Josh's mouth.

"Sorry,", She muttered. "But I didn't know how to react. I decided anger always helped before. I've been lied to my whole life, ever since I lost my parents. I don't need to have relationships with liars. So here's the deal. Forget the past, Forget the future. While we're here live in the moment. And you have to tell me everything I ask, if you don't. I'll do worse then just punching you. Deal?"

Josh nodded and offered his hand to her. Daniella ignored it and gave him a kiss. She then pulled a hankercheif from her jacket pocket and gave it to him to place on his lip.

"I can be your friend, or more. It's your choice, but whatever one you chose your stuck with. Because I can't have these little outbursts anymore or we'll get kicked off the show. Full honesty and Friends or more. So what do you want? Friends or more?"

Josh put the hankerchief on his lip wiping the blood, not even wincing from the punch. He'd been punched a lot in the past, especially when he was a POW for a year. "Honesty, sure. We'll need that during this show I bet.." He rewiped the fresh blood coming from his lip. Josh leaned close to Daniella and whispered, "I'll take more." He chuckled and kissed her back.

Daniella kissed Josh. She was so happy that he wanted to be more. She could taste the sweet metalic taste of blood as they kissed. It made it easier to pull away. She knew that people would be staring. When she stopped kissing him, Daniella stayed in Josh arms. She rested her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and whispered.

"I'm so sorry about your family. A widower and an orphan. Misery really does love company."

Daniella leaned against Josh. He felt warm and firm like her bed. Without even knowing it, Daniella fell asleep, standing up, in Josh's arms.

"Phhbbt.... Duffel bag. Right." Josh said to himself quietly as he turned around and looked at the sparkling, blue ocean surrounding the island. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the locket, taking one last look at the woman inside. "Goddammit, I can't be with any woman without being some shy moron cause of you!" he yelled as he threw the locket far into the ocean, watching it's glimmer sink into the sea...

Cpl. Song watched in slight surprise. "White men waste too much. The locket's metal must have some value. Just because he doesn't like the picture doesn't mean that its worth being lost into Davy Jones' Locker." He kept his thoughts to himself, avoiding confrontation.

Josh chuckled at Song's suprise to the whole ordeal. He wrapped his arms around Daniella again and smiled to himself.

"Wow, I can sleep standing up.",Muttered Daniella when she woke from her short nap. "Hey Josh, do you know when were going to start moving? I kind of want to get a feel for the area around the base camp, you know? And sleep. Though this is really nice, my legs hurt from standing and being asleep. It stings." Daniella snuggled up to Josh a bit more.

Cherise smiled happily at Daniella and Josh. She hoped Daniella would be happy with him.

Inessa motioned to the camera and announced, "All right, people, let's start setting up camp. You'll be responsible for your own accomodations. The only thing is, girls and guys must lodge separately. Other than that, get creative."

"Well I knew that!"

Daniella moved away from Josh. She grabbed her duffel and backpack and moved to the perfect spot. It was far enough from the beach so that High tide couldn't get her ,but close enough so she could fish easily and watch her camp. The spot was a medium patch of land. The ground was flat. It was firm, yet soft. There were three trees in a triangle, the opening facing the ocean. Each the perfect distance from the other. She grabbed four solid, trunks of downed trees. Thankfully they were each the right lengths approxitmately. Daniella pulled out some cord and tarps from her duffel. Using the beach right tree and the back tree, Daniella built a lean-to for one. Then using the beach left tree and the back tree, she hooked up a hammock. She then built a fire pit a few meters away.

"Perfect!",She exclaimed and placed her duffel and backpack in another tarp and tied it shut. "This is a damn good camp I've made here. Survivalist meets lesuire. Looks like I'm good to go!"

Daniella hopped into her hammock to take a good midday nap.

Cherise looked around. She decided to make herself a treehouse in the jungle. She found a few downed trees there, and pulled them up to sit on top of 2 branches. It would work as long as the weather held.

She sighed. She was happy for Daniella, but she also wanted a man of her own. A tear fell unbidden, as she ensured the cameras were not around.

Daniella dreamed about her father. Those dreams always hurt the most. She missed her mother so much, but it was different with her father. If she dreamed of just her mother she'd be shook, but able to pull herself together. If it was both, she'd feel completely depressed. But when it was only her father, she didn't feel sad, only empty. He had promised to protect her, but then he was gone.

In her dream, she was 7 again. She and her father were playing in the backyard. They were playing Princess D. Daniella loved that game. Then suddenly, her father was being pulled away by an invisible force. Young Daniella chased after him, but she fell. Then "the men" came. They grabbed Daniella and dragged her in the other direction. She watched a man stick a gun to her father's head. They pulled the trigger and...

Daniella woke up screaming and unable to stop.

"Shelter, eh?" Bender said. He looked around at his available resources.

He decided he had best head inward of the island. The ocean was useless to him, just a big tub o' salt water. Perhaps he could find a rocky cave inland the size of a broom closet. It would be a bit too large for his tastes, but this was supposed to be a survival show. He dashed into the thick jungle, snapping plants and trodding down the underbrush, creating a distinctive trail of destruction behind him. Just for fun, he briefly stopped to scream at a bird, which quickly flew away, startled by Bender's loud yell. He laughed, then continued on his trek.

Cherise heard screaming from what seemed far away. Following the footpath she had made, she found Daniella screaming. She grabbed Daniella and led her into the jungle, far away from any cameras, as she was worried about Inessa capturing this stuff on film. She assumed the air of "if you want to talk, I'm here, but if not, it's okay."

"I had a dream about my dad. The men who tested on me. They...they killed my parents. I didn't see what happened to mom, but they shot dad right in front of me! I WAS SEVEN!" Daniella began to cry and hugged Cherise knowing her new friend would comfort her. After, a few moments she calmed down. "I need chocolate. It'll make me feel better." Daniella walked back to camp knowing Cherise was behind her. She then got a bar from her bag and ate it. THe comfort food worked.

Cherise whispered in Daniella's ear, "Any more problems like that and you're always welcome to come back here."

"Not a damn cave could be found in sight." Song cursed to himself. "Time to muck in some good ole Sinoese Army improvization."

He quickly fastened an approx. 6m of heavy duty cordage around 4 trees and began topping to gap with branches fell by his knife. If such were pine needles it would waterlog. He scanned around for ferns but looks like other vegetation may prove to be useful. It should not take more than 5 minutes for an expert such as himslef, but he'll perfect his shelter for the sake of security.

Out of the corner of her eye, Cherise noticed Song putting up some vegetation. She took leave of Daniella and did likewise as Inessa caught some action shots.

Josh had his bag slung over his side as we walked casually along the ocean. Reaching the edge of the forest, he set his bag down and removed a tiny trench shovel from his belt. The metal was too week from corrosian, so he tossed it aside and dug with a piece of wood. Finally he made a large hole about 6 foot deep into the mix of drit ad sand. Bending and beating the nearby small trees, Josh found enough wood to line and cover the shelter and was then satisfied enough to begin making a makeshift fire. After that matter was settled, Josh walked into the deep jungle to search for ripened fresh fruit and vegetables...

Song waited, looking in Sarah's direction to see if she was alright.

Daniella gave Cherise the thumbs up and double checked her own camp. Suddenly, she realised she had forgotten something. She ran back to the dock very quickly and came back with a guitar case. She sat down between her lean-to and hammock and opened the case. Daniella pulled out a jet black acoustic and began to play and sang her own version of her favorite song.


"I WAS THE ONE WHO WAS UNDONE
TILL YOU PICKED ME UP
SO HOW DID YOU FALL SO FAR FROM IT ALL
THOUGHT YOU WERE MY ROCK

AND WHY DO YOU PUSH ME AWAY

IM NOT GONNA STAND HERE AND WATCH YOU GO DOWN
I KNOW THAT YOUR SINKING I WONT LET YOU DROWN
AND IT JUST COMES WITH BEING
THE GIRL THAT I AM
SO FORGIVE ME, FOR GIVE ME
FOR GIVING A DAMN

LISTEN TO ME I CANT COMPETE
WITH THIS TRIP YOURE ON
SO IF YOU DECIDE TO TAKE THAT RIDE
I CANT COME ALONG

COS I KNOW JUST WHERE IT LEADS

IM NOT GONNA STAND HERE AND WATCH YOU GO DOWN
I KNOW THAT YOUR SINKING I WONT LET YOU DROWN
AND IT JUST COMES WITH BEING
THE GIRL THAT I AM
SO FORGIVE ME, FOR GIVE ME
FOR GIVING A DAMN

I KNOW YOURE SCARED AND YOU JUST WANT TO RUN
IVE BEEN THERE I KNOW WHERE YOURE COMING FROM

IM NOT GONNA STAND HERE AND WATCH YOU GO DOWN
I KNOW THAT YOUR SINKING I WONT LET YOU DROWN
AND IT JUST COMES WITH BEING
THE GIRL THAT I AM
SO FORGIVE ME, FOR GIVE ME
FOR GIVING A DAMN

FORGIVE ME FOR GIVING A DAMN"

(OOC: Scheist, sorry guys. I've been doing a ton of college shopping the last few days, and haven't had a chance to post. Just let me get caught up again.)

Looking around as the others began to make their camp; Sarah could not help wondering why no one was working as a team, rather than each doing their own little bit. Each of the people present had good ideas, which put together could have made a strong camp. She shrugged and began to hum to herself as she started to work, smiling at Song as he looked at her.

Josh had found plenty f fruit and laid t down next to his.. hole. Openeing the latch, he dropped inside and inspected it. It wa slined on the inside and on the floor with piece of wood to ensure it wasn't too gritty. Finding an oversized blanket, Josh tacked it around and had succesfully covered every inch inside with it. Taking off his boots, he closed the door, darkingingg the side. "Whoa.. I need a light." he said to himself. He had dug a little shelf inside the wall at the top of the pit to hold items. Placing his small bag up there, eh removed a mirror, small pillow and lfashlight. He tacked the mirror to the wall and placed the pillow on the side. A]fter attaching the light to the latch/roof, he laid back and closed his eyes.

Justin wandered aimlessly. He wasn't quite sure where he was, how he'd gotten there, or even how long he'd been wandering, but was reasonably sure it couldn't have been more than twenty minutes. Man, I am so freaking lost. Watching everyone else immediately start preparing their own little camps had convinced him that he was better off on his own. After all, there wasn't much to be gained from working with people who weren't interested in working with people. Hmm. I'll have to write that one down when I get the chance.

Sighting the beach again through the trees, he started working on a shelter of his own, propping branches against one of the larger palms and covering them with fallen palm leaves. It was slow work, and the end result looked as if it would fall over if someone accidentally breathed on it. Marginally satisfied, he crawled carefully into the shelter, leaned against the tree, and dozed off.

Josh woke up -He wasn't really tired. After putting his boots back on, he opened the latch of his foxhole. His head popped out and he spotted Justin sleeping nearby. Josh's tactical instincts made him crawl throuhg the underbrush, then finally reach Justin. He poked him on the shoulder and said a hearty "Hallo! Finally, another person."

Justin, startled out of his sleep, sat up quickly. A mistake. He bumped his head against one of the support branches, and the whole structure collapsed, burying him in palm leaves. He climbed out of the mess with some effort, and, looking not quite at Josh, but a little off to his left, managed a weak "Hey. What's up?"

Josh chuckled, then frowned. "Sorry about that. I cna give you a hand if you want." He then looked around ad remembers. "Say, above ground structures aren't usually very stable. Come with me..." Josh got up and gestured for Justin to follow...

Daniella watched as Josh climb out of his hole and help Justin. 'Why is he in a hole?', She wondered. Deciding that she'd ask him later, Daniella returned to her music, singing many different songs.

Justin stood. "Yeah, just let me get my backpack." He looked back at the remains of his home, under which his belongings were now buried. "Ah, screw it. Lead on."

Daniella stopped playing her music when she remembered something. "Justin has my book!", She announced to no one in particular. Daniella packed up her guitar and walked over to where Josh and Justin were standing. "Justin, where's my book?" She looked around. "What happend to your shelter?"

"Okay, let's go J- Oh, hey Daniella! I accidentially made him knock his shleter over. Made him jump." Josh chuckled

"Justin would you like me to build you a lean-to? It's better then living in at hole."

She then punched Josh and hissed "Why are you living in a hole?"

"Oh, the book," Justin remembered. "I guess it's somewhere in my crumpled abode," he said, gesturing to the now unrecognizable brushpile. "I'd probably better get that out for you. As for the lean-to, I think I can probably manage. I learned a lot from my most recent failure."

"Ow... Stop punching me. I live in a hole here cause I was trained to do so. It's basically a nice foxhole with a door on top. I was gonna show Justin how to make one - They're actually very comfortable." Josh grinned and continues. "We moving?"

"So do you want a lean-to? Or are you just going to give me my book? and what did you think of it?",Asked Daniella to Justin. Before whispering to Josh, "Sorry hun, wanna check out my hammock later?"

"Eh, no lean-to for now. I'm sure you've got plenty to do just to get yourself settled. As for the book..." Justin fished around in the palm leaves for a moment. "Ah, here it is. A little worse for wear, but I'm sure you can have another thousand copies printed. Fine work, that." He handed the book to Daniella.

Cherise just looked around her. Why was everyone building their houses so close to the beach? Inessa could poke her nose in at any time. Of course, that's probably why they joined the show, so they could get the attention.

ooc: Sorry, I haven't been able to get on much, my cousin just got back from Afghanistan and I was spending time with him for the last few days of summer. Can someone please fill me in on what happened since I last posted?

Bender was unable to find a cave. However, he did manage to find a thick-trunked tree which he hollowed out to just barely fit him. Sawdust was heaped up all around his camp. He constructed a lean-to door out of another fallen tree, and he was in business. A shelter with 2 cubic yards of living space, just like home. He was quite satisfied with his work.

Bender decided to wander around the island to get a lay of the land.

OOC: Pretty much we've just landed on the island, and are setting up our huts.

Looking around as the others began to make their camp; Sarah could not help wondering why no one was working as a team, rather than each doing their own little bit. Each of the people present had good ideas, which put together could have made a strong camp. She shrugged and began to hum to herself as she started to work, smiling at Song as he looked at her.

He looked down to see that he did not trample some white flowers near his feet. Song plucked them out and handed them to Sarah with a smile. "Need a hand?"

"Dammit! Not one person here is applying an sort of leadership. 'Bout time a corporal steps in." His mind pondered, as he watched the others in amusement.

Cherise felt a lump in her throat. She closed her eyes tightly. Unable to handle anymore, she ran to the safety of her shelter, where she cried and wrote in her journal.

Is something wrong with me? Am I some kind of freak? Why doesn't anyone want me?

She put away the notebook and cried, keeping a careful eye out for Inessa.

"Glad you liked it!", Muttered Daniella blushing. She was slightly embarrased by the praise. "And your right there are tons of copies. I have two in my bag that I forgot about. So you can keep it."

Daniella handed the book back to Justin. She waved bye to Justin and Josh and went to find her friend Cherise. She found her in her camp, crying. "Hey hun don't cry, you'll find somebody.", Assured Daniella taking a guess at what was wrong with her. "Guess what? I was looking through the privacy agreement in the photocopy I made of our contracts and found something really cool. It seems that the "no-go" bathroom rule extends to the inside of your shelters. In other words, the camera can go in our camps but not our shelters. So you have total privacy in them. Isn't that great?"

Bender trodded through the vegitation, looking around. He noticed a lot of trees with fruit of some kind, however the shrubbery lower to the ground didn't appear to have anything worth eating. As he climbed over a fallen log, he came upon a snake. It coiled in defense of the gigantic metal intruder.

"Woah, hey buddy! Don't mind me!" Bender said.

The snake hissed at him, and appeared as if it was prepared to strike.

"Hey! Relax, you chump. I'm just passing through!"

The snake didn't seem to be in the talking mood as it hissed once more, louder this time. Bender slowly leaned his face within striking distance of the serpent. His bright yellow eyes gave it a stern stare-down.

"Bite my shiny metal a-" CLINK! "AUGH!"

The snake had tried to bite Bender's face, but it was clearly no match for a body made of 40% titanium. Bender laughed at it uncontrollably. He took pride in his small victories, no matter how one-sided they were.

"Hahahaha! How did that taste, loser?" he quipped, and carelessly strolled on... right into a tree. He cursed, rubbed his head, and wandered off.

"Thanks." Cherise sniffed. "Sorry about this."

"It's okay."Assured Daniella. "So now what?"

Cherise dried her eyes. "Let's get some cool water on my eyes so they're not so red, and then let's join the others. Wonder if any of the guys here would be interested in a relationship."

"Okay Cherise." Daniella and Cherise walked into the woods looking for a spring. "I think Justin in single."

The two women walked a ways. Finally, Daniella though they were lost. She moved some vines and found....A beautiful pristine Lagoon.

"OH my GOD! Okay Cherise let's keep this our little secret. Okay? Wanna go for a swim?"

Daniella didn't wait for an answer as she stripped down to her bathing suit, checked the water, and dove in.

"HEAVEN!",She moaned happily. "Coming in?"

OOC: This RP’s dyin’ again...

(OOC: I'll be out of contact for the next few days while I'm travelling to Chicago and moving into my dorm. I should be connected again late on the 14th.)

OOC: We'll miss you CS. And no offence Sino but if more people participated instead of say; "We're dying" it wouldn't be dying.

Cherise smiled. "Be there in a minute." She ran back to her shelter and got changed before joining Daniella. She grinned. "This is great."

OOC: We'll miss you CS. And no offence Sino but if more people participated instead of say; "We're dying" it wouldn't be dying.

OOC: Roger that. The closest character to mine is on leave.

OOC: Good point, sino.


IC: Daniella swam leisurely around the lagoon. "This is great. No way they'll find us here. A place to just lay back and relax." Daniella then jumped back into the water, sinking then rising to float lazily on the calm turquoise water.

Josh stumbled through the dense forest and jungle with hopes of mapping the island. Instead, he ahd only gotten several bugbites and bruises. Suddnely, just walked into a learing. The same lagoon Daniella and Cherise were in. He slowly walked towards them, then waved happily. "Hallo there!"

Daniella, shocked by Josh's sudden apperance, jumped up before landing back in the water. Sputtering, she stood up. "Dammit Josh,", She hissed angrily. "If they followed you I'll flay you. Cherise and I need privacy to talk and relax. You can come swimming or leave. But if Inessa or the cameraman come this way. I'll never speak to you again."

Josh grinned evilly, "It's impossible anyone followed me. You can barely fit your body through that forest, let alone a camera crew." After speaking, he uited himself and removed his uniform, cleanly laying it out on a nearby rock. Tightening his blue and red swimsuit, he walked into the water slowly, to test the temperture. "Whoa... it's perfect." He started swimming around a bit, enjoying the sun and water.

Daniella frowned at him and began to swim somemore. As she was swimming she accidently(it really was an accident)kicks a bunch of water in Josh's face. Unaware of what she did, Daniella continued her swim.

Josh spit out a mouthul of water and wiped his wet hair out fo his eyes. "Ach!Thanks Daniella... Now my eyes burn." He then laughed and spalshed some water back at Daniella.

Daniella couldn't understand what Josh's problem was. She hadn't done anything, but if he wanted to play... Daniella dove under the water, knocked Josh down, stole his trunks and tossed them in a tree. "HEHE!" Daniella swam away.

Josh laughed then stared absently at his trunks. "Oh my goodness..." he chuckled as he ran quickly to it attempting to cover himself.

"You won't get them. Their up to high just put on your clothes and leave for now. MEAN SPLASHING JERK! Cherise and I are trying to relax." Daniella glowered at Josh.

Cherise knew the meaning of "third wheel." She got up to leave. "I'm hungry. I'm gonna go get some food. See you later."

Daniella watched Cherise walk off and felt like a jerk. She quickly got dressed and followed after her. Leaving Josh, with his trunks in the tree. "Cherise, wait up.",Called Daniella. "I want to hang out. I'm sorry about Josh. He just splashed me for no reason. I guess, I'm a bit of a mischief maker. But pranking is better then punching. So can I join you for lunch so you and I can talk girl to girl, in peace?" Daniella prayed Josh wouldn't bust in anymore.

Cherise smiled and stopped. "I thought you and Josh were together, and that I was the third wheel. I'll meet you back at my shelter."

:sniper: *shoots the cast with righteous fury* :mp5:
"Reality" TV is an Evil that must be killed!

OOC: *ignores SourSoggyDough*

IC:Daniella sits in Cherise's shelter. "Nah, I mean I like Josh and all. But he's getting a bit smouthering. I just want to help you out for now."

After much work, Josh retrieved his trunks which were by then dry. He procded to put them and his uniform back and walked back to 'his' beach. "Stupid inconsiderate woman. I bet she didn't even know she splashed me!" he said to himself angrily as he picked up a rock and long, sturdy stick. Sitting down on log by the side of his beach, he proceded to pound the rock with a larger stone until it turned into a sufficient enough arrowhead. He lashed it onto the stick with a string in his bag. "I'm up for some fish..." he said as he laid his spear on the sand and grabbed some rocks which he put into a circle. Finding several small logs and tender, along with some flint, he laid them inside the campfire pit. Sliding the flint on the edges of the circle produced sparks, igniting the tender. "Good. Now to get the fish." Josh walked to the beach and rolled his pants up. Spearing five small fish, he attached them to five small stick which he stuck them into the ground, leaving the fish hanging over the fire. "This looks good..." he reassured himself as he smacked his lips at the sight of fried fish.

Daniella smelled fried fish from inside of Cherise's shelter. "MMM...that smells good!" She told Cherise to wait a minute while she got some fish for lunch. Daniella took of her clothes in Cherise's shelter so that Josh wouldn't get revenge. She grabbed a small hand-woven net that she had made when she was younger and fished with her dad during summers. She had stuffed it into her jacket when she had been doing inventory of her gear before. Daniellaran to the beach and saw Josh eating fish. "Finally, found your trunks, eh?" Daniella dove into the water with the net. She was underwater for many long minutes, when she finally broke the surfice and began to walk to shore. Slung over her left shoulder was the net, filled with medium-sized(around the size of cod) flopping fish. Daniella gave Josh a little wink then headed back to Cherise's shelter. She dumped the fish a few feet from the shelter so they wouldn't stink up the joint. She smiled happily at Cherise. "So now all we need is a knife and a fire."

Cherise said, "I don't have a knife, but I can make a fire." She cleared away a space and made a fire on the ground a few feet away from the shelter, on the ground.

Having nodded off for a while, the journey taking more out of her than she had realised, Sarah woke up and saw the others playing about. She wondered, not for the first time, why she had decided to come on this television show, it seemed like a good idea when she was lying in her bed filling out the application form, now she was here she was not quite so sure.

She looked at the others who had joined the group. Most of them had come to this survival style island, and were treating the whole experience like a holiday. If there was some major event like a storm, or worse, she thought they would probably all run a mile.

Sighing she thought what this show would have been like if it was shown on Tartarian television, and she could not help feeling that it would be off hair before the second show, let alone the second series. If her people back home wanted a romance show, they sure as hell would have used a better format than this.

Still, as long as people were having fun what did it matter? To her, it mattered a lot. She was already wondering whether or not she should see about arranging transport off the island and returning to her own life, which was usually harder to survive than what they had been going through here.

If she left she would miss Song, but the others she had barely spoken to. And she was certain that he would have more fun without her being around. The others seemed to be enjoying themselves a lot more than she was. She made up her mind, she would return home, and leave them to have fun without her being around to spoil it.


[ooc: I’m pulling out for a few reasons. One, I can’t really keep up with this thread, and two, I like something a little deeper that involves character development. This thread had the potential of being interesting, but is more of a romance story, and I’ve already done my quota. Have fun all.]

Having nodded off for a while, the journey taking more out of her than she had realised, Sarah woke up and saw the others playing about. She wondered, not for the first time, why she had decided to come on this television show, it seemed like a good idea when she was lying in her bed filling out the application form, now she was here she was not quite so sure.

She looked at the others who had joined the group. Most of them had come to this survival style island, and were treating the whole experience like a holiday. If there was some major event like a storm, or worse, she thought they would probably all run a mile.

Sighing she thought what this show would have been like if it was shown on Tartarian television, and she could not help feeling that it would be off hair before the second show, let alone the second series. If her people back home wanted a romance show, they sure as hell would have used a better format than this.

Still, as long as people were having fun what did it matter? To her, it mattered a lot. She was already wondering whether or not she should see about arranging transport off the island and returning to her own life, which was usually harder to survive than what they had been going through here.

If she left she would miss Song, but the others she had barely spoken to. And she was certain that he would have more fun without her being around. The others seemed to be enjoying themselves a lot more than she was. She made up her mind, she would return home, and leave them to have fun without her being around to spoil it.


[ooc: I’m pulling out for a few reasons. One, I can’t really keep up with this thread, and two, I like something a little deeper that involves character development. This thread had the potential of being interesting, but is more of a romance story, and I’ve already done my quota. Have fun all.]

Song had no choice but to wave solemnly goodbye. Giving her a few contact details in case they will ever meet again. He had barely held back all the tears, as he had promised never to cry after the death of his parents and that was some fifteen years ago.

Looking at the others, the Sinoese corporal decides to give make himself useful.

"Who needs a hand with anything?"

Daniella watched as Sarah left on the boat that had been sent to pick her up. Daniella couldn't say she was sad, she didn't know Sarah well enough to form an opinion. But she felt sad for Wayne. He was a nice man and he had seemed to have liked Sarah. Daniella turned back to the fish curiously, then she heard Wayne calling to offer help to people. 'Jackpot!',She thought happily. 'Wayne Song can help prepare the fish. And I can try to get him and Cherise.'

Daniella ran over to Song. "Sorry about Sarah.",She began. "But I heard you offering to help so why not help me prepare my fish. There's lots of it and I can't find my knife." Daniella then led Wayne to Cherise's camp, where Cherise was tending the fire. "Wayne, you know Cherise right?"

Cherise looked up. "I believe we've met." She smiled and poked the fire a bit.

"Fish aren't exactly my favorite meal, but I'll help." Song looked down at the dying fish before unsheathing his knife and decapitating it.

Cherise looked up. "I believe we've met." She smiled and poked the fire a bit.

"Oh, I'm sure we have." Cpl. song greeted Cherise.

Cherise grinned. "Hey, thanks. Excuse me for a moment." She came back with some berries. "Anyone know if these are edible or not?"

She inspected the berries. "Hmm. . .okay, I never learned this in science class."

Cherise grinned. "Hey, thanks. Excuse me for a moment." She came back with some berries. "Anyone know if these are edible or not?"

"Scratch away a little of the outer layer, rub it on your skin. If you get a rash then they are poisonous." Song looked up, "I never trust berries. This fish has enough salt already, it's from the sea."

"Wow. Thanks." She quickly does that. "Okay, I think they're good. Let's see. . .fish, berries,. . ." She quickly runs for some water. "Here we go."

"Has anybody found a source of fresh water? I've got a raincoat, if we don't. We can suspend that to collect rain water." Song looked up as the fish was done and filleted. He had tried to save as much meat as possible as this is clearly not a land of plenty.

"I've found a small spring, but the raincoat idea is probably a good one." She tasted a piece of the fish. "Wow, this is great."

"As a soldier, I don't care about tastes." He cut off a piece and put it to his mouth. "As a recon specialist I've been trained to eat things that should make a billy goat puke. We should get some pot and boil that water. Dysentery can be infectious."

"A recon specialist or sniper from the Sinoese Marine Corps Silent Thunder spec-ops can sneak behind a deer and slit its throat." He looked at Cherise. "Speaking of which, has anyone spotted any wildlife here? I'm not in the mood for huting but I want to ensure our safety."

Daniella began to scarf down the fish. A side-effect of the testing was that she burned calories, carbs, and everything else rather fast. She could survive on sugar alone but when she could get real food, she had to eat alot to survive. She listened intently to Cherise and Wayne discuss food, plant life, and wildlife on the island. She heard Wayne ask with their was any wildlife. Daniella swalloed her fifteen fish and replied, "I believe there are some small preditors but nothing to be too concerned about. What we should really worry about is the fish and poison arrow frogs." Daniella returned to eating. She was on number twenty when she looked at the others, they were staring at her with their mouthes hanging open. Daniella gulped down the fish. "Um...missed the last few days. So I'm a bit hungry. I can always catch more fish." Feeling a tad uncomfortable now, Daniella opted not to eat anymore, even though her body was demanding she continue.

Cherise began to boil the water. "I read a book about using poision from dart frogs for hunting. It might be a possibility." To Cpl. Song she commented, "I'm glad I'm not in the military. I like to taste my food."

"Taste and smell only has tactical value. When you're starving, the only thing you won't eat are your fellows. There's more to food here than fish, I hope."

OOC: The reason why Gehenna Tartarus quit was because this RP is turning into some kids' playgorund. Where are the others, anyway?

OOC: Yes, I understand. I'm trying my best to be mature but this is all supposed to be fun so I might goof off a bit. I don't know where everyone else is.

"Yeah, I remember survival practises. We ate frogs, ants, rabbit, squirrel, lots of stuff. When we got fish we sang praise. Besides, we'll probably find some other stuff. And I have some things in my bag to eat."

Cherise made a face. "I'm not like you people. Of course, I was always a fussy eater. When I was little, I wouldn't eat anything except for peanut butter and Cheerios."

Daniella laughed. "Hey, it's cool I don't eat veggies. I mean, other then a few of them. No training ever fixed that. I'm allergic to many of them. So, what to discuss? I'm tired of food talk it's making me hungry, again."

"I've got a spare knife in my webbing." Song pointed to it, before unsheathing and finding some cordage. "Before sundown, I must fasten it to a stick and make a spear. I will also volunteer for the first three hours of sentry duty."

"I'll take four to seven shift.",Volunteered Daniella. "I love the crack of dawn, everything gold and new. So quiet and sirene. I wonder what types of challenges we'll have to do. They'll proabably be something dumb."

Josh stumbled into the area where Song, Daniella and Cherise were sitting. He had obviously just woken up from a nap in his foxhole.

"H...Hallo." He yawned.

"Josh will take the post after you, Wayne.",Announced Daniella when Josh showed up. 'Wonder what he'll do?'

"Then I guess that leaves me with the shift before Daniella."

"well then we're all good.",Muttered Daniella."Now what?"

"Well, good to see enthusiasm, team. But I must find a suitably strong stick to make the spear. If that cannot be accomplished then we will have no choice but to patrol with just a knife." Cpl. Song explained, he had noticed that the sun had lowered.

"One sec,", Called Daniella to Wayne and the others as she ran to her camp. She returned shortly with two sticks the widths of broomsticks. One was shoulder heigh to Daniella ,de-barked and sanded with twine around the top. The other was smaller and hadn't been worked on. Daniella was using the larger one as a walking stick. She handed the smaller one to Wayne. "Found them when I was building my Lean-To. I widled my walking stick and sanded while I was setting up camp. You can have the other one for your spear." Daniella put down the stick and sat next to it. She was happy to be helpful.

"Thank you, Danielle. I'll take the one you did not use for walking." Cpl. Song expressed interest as he opened a webbing pouch and got out a piece of string.

"Here, you hold your knife to the staff and I'll tie it on.",Daniella offered. She began to wrap the string around the wood and knife, making lots of solid, tight knots. When she was sure it was attached well, she examined it. She raised one eyebrow. "Um...Wayne, we don't have anything to cut the string off with."

Cpl. Song dislike it when others try to challenge his expertise and often doing it wrongly.

"Danielle, That's not strong enough." He held the staff by the safe end and wacked the armed end with full strength against a nearby tree. The high grade steel in the knife ensured that it became stuck in the wood, with the the knot loosened to the point where the staff can just slip right out. The staff vibrated with limited elasticity. "I wasn't intending to cut the string at all. I've decided to overlap knots then top it off with many rubberbands."

"Well excuse me.",Replied Daniella in an icy, calmness that came from being insulted. "I believe I should go rest for my shift. Good night all." Daniella then headed to her camp, set up for sleeping(bed roll, checking supplies, etc), and went to bed, muttering angrily about know-it-all miltary people. She had grown up indefinately exposed to military life for the whole of hers. First, Lt. Daniel Summers,her father, was one of the most famous miltary minds in all of Thrope. And then there was the years and years of training. She knew her stuff. The knots she used on the spear were the same as she used to secure her Lean-to. They were good.

Emotions were not an NCO's business, he quickly fasted the knife onto the staff, testing it a few times by wacking it against a tree with all his strength. His eyes watched as the sun went down over the west.

Daniella dreamed about a child between Cherise and Wayne. The perfect winner for this game. He would have Wayne's knowledge and skill paired with Cherise's compassion. That boy definatly had her vote.

Josh examined Wayne. "So... You're a military man, eh I served in the Buechorian Army for my year of duty. How long you been marching and shooting?" he inquisted with an arrogant attitude.

Cherise left the men to talk about the military. "See you all in the morning. Josh, you'll wake me up, right?"

Daniella woke up in a cold sweat. The dream had been so real, so vivid she almost thought it was real. Faolan had been there, on the island, he had tracked her down and taken her off to a cave far away from everyone. It had been behind the waterfall in the lagoon. But he couldn't be around. He had been exiled from Thrope years ago, there was no way he would be on the island the people of Temme had chosen for this show.

Daniella had lied to Cherise earlier. She hadn't been the only super soldier to complete the training. Faolan had completed it too. Faolan had survived but was no longer perfectly stable. He was rather feral. He was so naturaly vicious and passionate that he became a danger to everyone and was exiled. The thing was when he left he vowed that he and Daniella would be together one day. It scared her to this day. Especially because his promise hadn't frightened her, it had made her happy.

"It's just a dream",Muttered Daniella to herself and went back to sleep.

Meanwhile, in a small cabin in the middle of the island "She's her.",Muttered Faolan to himself. "Daniella is here." Faolan had seen Daniella in the waters of the lagoon earlier that day while he had been examining something in the cave behind the waterfall, with another woman and some man that she didn't seem to like. He knew it was her, she was unmistakable He had spent the whole day preparing to see her again. He had shaved his face, washed and put on some fresh clothes and cut his hair. Faolan took a look in the mirror and he had a smiled. He looked good. His face was clean shaven; his hair white was cut a bit longer then conservative, but still short; he was wearing a black T-shirt, jeans, and boots. He smiled at himself. He had tons of supplies in his home. A boat came every month bringing food and other supplies. He had observed the people surveying the island for their show. But he had not revealed himself to them. He would reveal himself to Daniella though. He winked in the mirror, his grey eyes glowing the same way Daniella's did. He would see her in the morning.

Cherise climbed up, but couldn't sleep. She kept swatting bugs. "I'll have to get Justin to tell me if he knows any bug remedies," she muttered to herself.

Josh examined Wayne. "So... You're a military man, eh I served in the Buechorian Army for my year of duty. How long you been marching and shooting?" he inquisted with an arrogant attitude.

"Been marchin' and shootin' for three years now; I prefer to calling it, 'servin' my country'. Spent 4 months in the desert." Noticing arrogance in the air, Cpl. Song replied with the same Prussianism.

Josh nodded slowly."Yeesh, there's nothing to do around here. Not like any wild animal is gonna come up and eat our heads." he said as he looked around at the surrounding lush forest.

Josh nodded slowly."Yeesh, there's nothing to do around here. Not like any wild animal is gonna come up and eat our heads." he said as he looked around at the surrounding lush forest.

"Who knows, I like to think that way, but vigilance is the price of nationhood but in this case let's make it safety." Song looked around. "I often do the harboring circular method of patrols, I mean our area is small. Have you seen Luciano and the Tin Man, just recently?"

Josh shook his head. "Nope. That IS interesting though, now that you mention it. Where have they been? I haven't seen them for a while now..."

"Dammit. It's getting dark. Looks like we'll just have to spend the night, without 'em. I was also trained as a tracker but I ain't got NVGs."

OOC: Damn... another fine RP idea has gone down the drain.

OOC: Damn... another fine RP idea has gone down the drain.

*Hammers a nail into the coffin, sealing this RP for good.*

OOC: 32 pages wasn't so bad.