Kurona
10-06-2006, 01:25
A seemingly quite night in the country side. Or is it? The sky was pitch-black, sure signs of a storm brewing, the air was still, and the land was dry. Too dry. It had been very dry. Inside the quaint farm house the family of five slept soundly. Out side, a sudden lightning bolt streaked down from the sky. Thunder rumbled. Frighteningly enough, lightning hit the house, sparking a fire. Rosette woke up to the sound of thunder. She proceeded to go back to sleep, but she smelled smoke. She scrambled to the window, she figured something out side like the wind mill, or the barn was burning. But nothing. Suddenly a plank from the roof fell in, fire and all.
"FIRE" She shouted, as she raced to get her brother and sister. As the flames spreaded, The all blond family raced out side into the night, and watched as their house burned.
By the next morning Molly and Paul (the parents) we're attempting to work out their insurance needs. Molly came back with sad news. "The fire, is not covered under our insurance. And we are out of money. We spent all on repairing from the twister we had."
Rosette didn't feel much like going to Church Choir practice. She just walked in the rain, and wind. It was likely now they would lose the farm, or even go to jail if they didn't pay their fees. She could see them, naked, huddled in a tiny prison boat destined for a deserted isle. A flyer flew onto Rosette's yellow coat. She pulled it off, and read. World Boat Race, GRAND PRIZE of $20,000 She folded up her umbrella and ran to the small apartment they we're renting until further notice. "Ma'ma. Look, an International Boat Race! A grand prize, if we enter and win, we can still save our home."
"I don't know babe," Molly said, "It's been a while since either of us have been on a boat, much less race one."
"Maybe we can do it Molly." Paul said, "After all, God has a plan for us all right? Maybe it's ours to win this."
Paul would spend several days training in the harbor, along with Molly. But one stormy night, Paul fell ill. "He's burning up." Molly said.
Little Madeline said "Should we call the fire department?"
"No sweetie, burning up is just a metaphor."
Joshua said "You are as thick as a plank of wood."
Rosette responded with "That's a simile."
"There is no way he can race. We have to sail just to get there."
"I'll do it."
"Rosette, the rules state, no one is allowed go alone."
"I'll take Joshua with me. You need to stay and take care of Papa. And Maddie. I've sailed before Mama, so has Josh, we can do it."
Their was much argument, but it was settled.
After a long trip Rosette and Joshua made it to Aqua Anu. They we're preparing for the most horrendous journey they may ever take.
"Ready for this?"
Joshua said confidently "Yes."
"Me too. Let's win this, for Mama, Papa, and Madaline."
This wasn't Josh and Rosette's first sea voyage together. They had been on one alone, and several with their parents. But this was hardly a desire for Rosette to prove her self, like last time, this was to help the family.
Rosette was at the wheel, the wind blowing her blond hair back.
It had been a while since Josh had been on a boat, and he was swaying about.
Rosette chuckled "Joshua, I can't belive you still don't get your sea legs till way into the journey."
"It's been a while."
"How you'll survive any storms I don't know."
"Oh I'll get my sea legs eventually right?"
"Suppose so."
When things are going well it's easy to get confident, even cocky.
Two Farm Kids with little sailing expereince, we're now in some harsh waters.
Joshua struggled tying securing ropes to the mast. A wave washed over him.
Rosetter shouted out to him "Joshua, you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm okay. Just keep focused Rosette!"
A large wave was barrling down on her. "Ahh!"
She lost grip of the steering wheel, and began sliding.
Joshua grabbed her. "You okay?"
"Thanks Josh."
He readjusted her hat. Later that night, the storm had calmed enough slightly for both to get bellow, and rest.
Rosette said to Josh. "You think I would have learned that saling is harder than farming."
"Come on, Mama and Papa we're fishermen right?"
"Yeah, before either of us we're born. Now we're just farmers."
"Sailing is tough. But just think of the prize. Save our home, family."
"If we win. I wonder if we're behind? I'm sure everyone else can cruise through storms."
"Maybe. But I think we'll do okay."
Un beknowist to them, they have drifted horribly off course. The weather would be great for the next while. Hot sunny eerily calm. As night fell the clouds gatherd, the seas began to get rougher and rouger.
Rosette and Joshua we're awoken to the sound of thunder.
"Come on Josh we have to get up!"
Both scrambled on the tossing and turning boat, putting on their rain gear. As soon as they got out on deck, both slipped and fell. Rosette grabbed Josh, and pulled him up. Rosette grabbed the wheel, but could barley support her self. Thunder crashed. Josh stuggled at the mast. He held on tightly. The boat was being bashed by the harsh storm. Josh slipped falling down onto the hard wood deck. Rosette saw him lying, and ran to him. "Joshua, are you okay? Speak to me." He utterd lightly. Rosette dragged him down bellow. She pulled his coat and hat off. "Take it easy Josh." Thunder boomed. Rosette took off her coat and hat, and her wet tank. Leaving only her bra. She lied next to Josh, and just waited the storm out.
The next morning Rostte bandaged up Joshua's wounds. "Easy Josh."
"Oh how long was I out?"
"All night. Storm really took a toll on the boat, everything is damaged. Even the radio."
"Oh this is just like last time."
"Josh last time it was storming the whole time, and besides we we're with Mama and Papa."
"Yeah and she was 6 months pregnat."
"Hey we we're rescued weren't we?"
"Yeah, but now we are in the middle of the ocean. God only knows where, we could be way off course."
Rosette struggled with the radio
"Mayday, Mayday, mayday." Radio static
"Mayday, this is the Saint we have sustaind heavy damage. My brother has minor injuries, we need help, is anyone there?"
Satic
"Mayday! Is anyone there?"
Static.
The radio buzed with the sounds of life.
"Thank God. Hello hello hello? Can anyone hear me. This is the Saint we request emegrency aid. We had to dump our motor, our radio is badly damaged, as well. My brother has sustaind minor injuries. The last storm batterd us up bretty badly."
Still she could barley hear. All she could do was pray.
"Hello hello? Anyone there?" And silence. The radio had died out. Now they we're on their own. Rather scary.
"That's it Joshua, the radio is dead."
"Did anyone hear us?"
"I don't know. And the weather is getting bad."
(OOC: So who will help these two? Will you? Go ahead and post)
"FIRE" She shouted, as she raced to get her brother and sister. As the flames spreaded, The all blond family raced out side into the night, and watched as their house burned.
By the next morning Molly and Paul (the parents) we're attempting to work out their insurance needs. Molly came back with sad news. "The fire, is not covered under our insurance. And we are out of money. We spent all on repairing from the twister we had."
Rosette didn't feel much like going to Church Choir practice. She just walked in the rain, and wind. It was likely now they would lose the farm, or even go to jail if they didn't pay their fees. She could see them, naked, huddled in a tiny prison boat destined for a deserted isle. A flyer flew onto Rosette's yellow coat. She pulled it off, and read. World Boat Race, GRAND PRIZE of $20,000 She folded up her umbrella and ran to the small apartment they we're renting until further notice. "Ma'ma. Look, an International Boat Race! A grand prize, if we enter and win, we can still save our home."
"I don't know babe," Molly said, "It's been a while since either of us have been on a boat, much less race one."
"Maybe we can do it Molly." Paul said, "After all, God has a plan for us all right? Maybe it's ours to win this."
Paul would spend several days training in the harbor, along with Molly. But one stormy night, Paul fell ill. "He's burning up." Molly said.
Little Madeline said "Should we call the fire department?"
"No sweetie, burning up is just a metaphor."
Joshua said "You are as thick as a plank of wood."
Rosette responded with "That's a simile."
"There is no way he can race. We have to sail just to get there."
"I'll do it."
"Rosette, the rules state, no one is allowed go alone."
"I'll take Joshua with me. You need to stay and take care of Papa. And Maddie. I've sailed before Mama, so has Josh, we can do it."
Their was much argument, but it was settled.
After a long trip Rosette and Joshua made it to Aqua Anu. They we're preparing for the most horrendous journey they may ever take.
"Ready for this?"
Joshua said confidently "Yes."
"Me too. Let's win this, for Mama, Papa, and Madaline."
This wasn't Josh and Rosette's first sea voyage together. They had been on one alone, and several with their parents. But this was hardly a desire for Rosette to prove her self, like last time, this was to help the family.
Rosette was at the wheel, the wind blowing her blond hair back.
It had been a while since Josh had been on a boat, and he was swaying about.
Rosette chuckled "Joshua, I can't belive you still don't get your sea legs till way into the journey."
"It's been a while."
"How you'll survive any storms I don't know."
"Oh I'll get my sea legs eventually right?"
"Suppose so."
When things are going well it's easy to get confident, even cocky.
Two Farm Kids with little sailing expereince, we're now in some harsh waters.
Joshua struggled tying securing ropes to the mast. A wave washed over him.
Rosetter shouted out to him "Joshua, you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm okay. Just keep focused Rosette!"
A large wave was barrling down on her. "Ahh!"
She lost grip of the steering wheel, and began sliding.
Joshua grabbed her. "You okay?"
"Thanks Josh."
He readjusted her hat. Later that night, the storm had calmed enough slightly for both to get bellow, and rest.
Rosette said to Josh. "You think I would have learned that saling is harder than farming."
"Come on, Mama and Papa we're fishermen right?"
"Yeah, before either of us we're born. Now we're just farmers."
"Sailing is tough. But just think of the prize. Save our home, family."
"If we win. I wonder if we're behind? I'm sure everyone else can cruise through storms."
"Maybe. But I think we'll do okay."
Un beknowist to them, they have drifted horribly off course. The weather would be great for the next while. Hot sunny eerily calm. As night fell the clouds gatherd, the seas began to get rougher and rouger.
Rosette and Joshua we're awoken to the sound of thunder.
"Come on Josh we have to get up!"
Both scrambled on the tossing and turning boat, putting on their rain gear. As soon as they got out on deck, both slipped and fell. Rosette grabbed Josh, and pulled him up. Rosette grabbed the wheel, but could barley support her self. Thunder crashed. Josh stuggled at the mast. He held on tightly. The boat was being bashed by the harsh storm. Josh slipped falling down onto the hard wood deck. Rosette saw him lying, and ran to him. "Joshua, are you okay? Speak to me." He utterd lightly. Rosette dragged him down bellow. She pulled his coat and hat off. "Take it easy Josh." Thunder boomed. Rosette took off her coat and hat, and her wet tank. Leaving only her bra. She lied next to Josh, and just waited the storm out.
The next morning Rostte bandaged up Joshua's wounds. "Easy Josh."
"Oh how long was I out?"
"All night. Storm really took a toll on the boat, everything is damaged. Even the radio."
"Oh this is just like last time."
"Josh last time it was storming the whole time, and besides we we're with Mama and Papa."
"Yeah and she was 6 months pregnat."
"Hey we we're rescued weren't we?"
"Yeah, but now we are in the middle of the ocean. God only knows where, we could be way off course."
Rosette struggled with the radio
"Mayday, Mayday, mayday." Radio static
"Mayday, this is the Saint we have sustaind heavy damage. My brother has minor injuries, we need help, is anyone there?"
Satic
"Mayday! Is anyone there?"
Static.
The radio buzed with the sounds of life.
"Thank God. Hello hello hello? Can anyone hear me. This is the Saint we request emegrency aid. We had to dump our motor, our radio is badly damaged, as well. My brother has sustaind minor injuries. The last storm batterd us up bretty badly."
Still she could barley hear. All she could do was pray.
"Hello hello? Anyone there?" And silence. The radio had died out. Now they we're on their own. Rather scary.
"That's it Joshua, the radio is dead."
"Did anyone hear us?"
"I don't know. And the weather is getting bad."
(OOC: So who will help these two? Will you? Go ahead and post)