Lost!

[CJF]

This RPG is based on the television show, Lost. For those who haven't seen the show but would like to join, the plot is this: a plane leaves Sydney Australia headed for L.A., but hits some turbulance and changes course and heads for Fiji. But the turbulance gets worse and, in the process of changing course, the back of the plane rips off and the plane crashes on an island. Before they crash, they loose all radio contact; so when a rescue plane or boat come, they'll be looking in the wrong place. These people have to survive on the island.

If you want to play a character from the show you can, or if you want to create a character, you can.

RULES:
Absolutely no sex.
Absolutely no cussing.
Romance is allowed.
Action/violence is allowed.
No playing or killing another persons character without permission.
Have fun!
You can have more than character, but no more than three.

Here's my character:
http://www.christianforums.com/t2494125-serenity-vance.html

 

[CJF]

((Here's my second character:
http://www.christianforums.com/t2500812-yelena-mirari.html#post21267815

Also, here's the OOC thread:
http://www.christianforums.com/t2493904-lost.html ))

 

[TheDerek]

((Here's My Guy: http://www.christianforums.com/t2500915-drake-johnson.html#post21268555))

 

[CJF]

((Neat character! I'm gonne poast my first two posts in a second.))

 

[CJF]

Serenity opened her eyes. She was laying on her side. Screams came from everywhere. Smoke and debris were everywhere. People ran around frantically. Serenity slowly sat up, trying to remember what had happened. She looked to her left and saw a section of the plane, and then it all came back to her...

Serenity sat in the aisle seat, her son Trent next to her and her husband Brone next to him by the window. Serenity hated flying on airplanes. She tried to sleep, but couldn’t. She tried to eat, and then got nauseous. She tried playing a game with her son, but every little thing distracted her. Now she’d resolved herself in going to sleep.

"Mom?" Trent asked.

"Yes dear?" Serenity said looking at her son.

"Why hasn’t daddy come back from the bathroom yet? He’s been gone for nearly twenty minutes."

"Your father doesn’t get air sick easily, but I think what he ate made his stomach upset. He should be back soon."

At that moment, they hit some turbulence and the plane jolted. The "Fasten Seat Belts" sign flashed on. Serenity buckled her son up and then buckled herself in. Serenity looked down the aisle, getting a bit anxious for Brone to return. She smiled when she saw him coming down the aisle.

Suddenly the plane made a huge jolt and those who weren’t buckled in hit the ceiling. Serenity gasped as Brone landed on his stomach he tried to stand to his feet, but the plane kept jolting

"Mom, I’m scared!" Trent cried.

"It’s okay baby, it’ll be over soon." Serenity said, looking at Trent for a moment.

She looked back towards Brone just as the tail end of the plane ripped off.

"Brone!" Serenity screamed as she watched her husband fly out of the plane.

The young mother turned back around in her seat, tears streaming down her face. Oxygen masks fell from their compartments. She helped Trent get his on and then put hers on as well.

Serenity gasped. Trent! She stood to her feet and spun around fiercely.

"Trent!" she screamed.

"Trent Vance! Answer me!" she screamed, tears streaming down her face once again.

Serenity ran around randomly shouting, "My son! I can’t find my son! He’s eleven years old and his name is Trent, has anyone seen him! Please, help!"

Serenity couldn’t bring herself to look at the bodies on the ground. She just couldn’t. Finally, she forced herself to look at the people sprawled out on the sand. She suddenly froze when she spotted his bright blue jersey.

"Trent!" she screamed, running towards him.

He was lying on his stomach. Serenity rolled him over; what she saw made her scream and look away. Tears poured from her eyes as an ever growing pain filled her heart. Her little boy was dead! Serenity crawled as far as she could before collapsing and openly sobbing into the sand.

 

[CJF]

Yelena looked out the window, feeling lonely. The two seat next to her were empty, so she had no one, not even a stranger, to talk to. She sighed, wishing her parents had come with her.


"Can I get you anything miss?" a voice asked.


Yelena looked at the flight attendant, smiled and shook her head.


"No thank you, I’m fine."


The woman smiled and went on her way. Yelena couldn’t help but wish that the woman had stayed and talked. Suddenly the plane jolted and the "Fasten Seat Belts" sign flashed on. Yelena’s belt was already buckled, so she ignored it. Turbulence was common on flights. It wasn’t enjoyable, but Yelena was used to it.


But the jolting just kept getting worse. Yelena looked around as people began to murmur. Suddenly, a huge jolt hit and anyone who wasn’t buckled hit the ceiling. Yelena gasped and gripped the arms of the seat. Suddenly, a huge gust of wind flew through the plane and Yelena knew that the back of the plane was gone. Oxygen masks fell from above and Yelena put one on, all the while praying that God would protect the plan and everyone on it, including the section that had broke off.


Yelena awoke with a gasp. She was still in her seat. She looked to her right, out the window and saw people running around everywhere. Her eyes widened when she saw all the bodies. Yelena looked straight ahead and then to her left. A man, who’s head was totally smashed, was in the seat next to her. Yelena screamed. She unbuckled her seat belt and ran from the plane.

 

[TheDerek]

Drake had been very angry that he was being sent back for something he didn't even do! He had gotten even angrier when he found out that his seat had been double booked! He had no seat on the plane! After complaining and trying not to lose his temper the flight attendent told him he could have a seat in first class.

Drake had been in the last row of first class, and his anger was subsiding. Being 21 he had just asked the fligt attendant for one of those small bottles of whisky when the "Fasten Seat Belt Sign" came on. He took a slug from the bottle when the tail-end of the plane came off. "God is punishing me for drinking!" Drake thought as he blacked out.

Drake gasped for air, but all that came in was water. Blackness started to inpede his vision as a large wave tossed him from the ocean and onto the beach. Drake lay there, gasping in air as the mayhem ensued around him.

 

[squigui]

Smoke. Wind. Screams. Not the kinds of things you'd like to sense on a plane. Rebecca opened one of her eyes slightly. The lid was so heavy she had to fight to keep it open, but the sight that met her wouldn't let her close it. People were screaming, bodies were strewn out on the beach, and the front part of a 747 was half buried in the sand. As if flipping a switch, all her senses came to and her body felt like bursting with pain. Not even having enough air in her lounges to scream, she tried to grit her teeth only to chew her lip till she could taste the blood. There was no way her muscles would do anything but burn, and she soon gave up all hope of standing up. Her eyes rolled, and her world went black.

 

[Raptureman]

My char.

((I said in the OOC I would make a char and here he is. Link: http://http://www.christianforums.com/t2501996-jake-hayvern.html#post21274513))

 

[Victory of the Cross]

((http://www.christianforums.com/t2503911-danny-q.html#post21284395))


A Few Hours Before...
Danny sat motionless in his seat, he just remembered why he never liked flying, it was because of the chance you would be sat next to some fat guy that was determined to crush you into the window, and spill over onto your seat "Hey Buddy, I paid for a whole seat, do you mind keeping on yours" he snapped as the large built man leaned across to pick a french fry from Danny's Plate.

And Now

Danny spluttered as he crawled up onto the beach, the waves had about bruised every single bone in his body "Well That was Fun" he muttered to himself as he stood to his feet and began to scan the nearby coast for other survivors.

 

[CJF]

Serenity sat up, sand sticking to her face. She knew she had to do something, but she didn't know what to do. She stood to her feet, and tried to find something to do, but knowing she wasn't going to be of any help.

Yelena looked around at all the panic and mayhem around her, wishing there were something she could do. She ran towards the first person she saw, a guy who looked to be about sixteen and asked, "Are you okay? Can I help you in anyway?"

 

[CJF]

((By the way, if anyone wants to take a character from the show, here are the ones you can take:
Kate
Jack
Sawyer
Charlie
Clare
Shannon
Saeed
Boone
Sun
Jin
Hurley
Rose
Lock
Michael
Walt

I would like it if everyone who's playing would take a character from the show. But, if you haven't watched the show, you can take one of the characters and I'll give you their background. As for he characters who's backgrounds revolve around sex or drugs, such as Sawyer, Charlie and Clare, those who're playing them will have to come up with a different background. Like, if someone was playing Sawyer, you could keep it that a man messed up his life by making his father kill his mother and then killing himself, but just leave out the sex. Make sense? If you think this is a bad idea, then just say so. I do want your guys' opinions on this.))

 

[Raptureman]

(Flashback; ) Jake Hayvern sat in his seat, scouring the area of the plane for anybody that might be working for the Edward Peterson. If anybodyon this plane works for him, I am in trouble. Jake was about to stand up when the "Fasten Your Seatbelts" sign shown, and he was thrown from his seat, but he quickly grabbed his seat as the back of the plane ripped off...

(Present: ) Jake found himself in the ocean, struggling to hold to a rock. Ah who cares about a rock! I'll go to shore. Jack swam to shore and panted. He saw a woman running down the beach, shouting, "Help! My girl is still in the ocean!" Jack sighed, and ran out to the ocean and jumped in. Sure enough, he saw a girl swimming in the water, or floundering, whichever you like. Jake grabbed the girl, and swam to shore. "Here is the kid. Phew, that was hard," Jake said. Better go see if anybody else needs help.

 

[TheDerek]

Drake Finally pulled himself to his feet. His body ached all over. He walked towards the plain which had started on fire. He was drawn like a moth towards a flame. As he entered the hull he decided to see if he could find his bag. Running past dead bodies he slowly made his way towards his upperhead compartment. Jerking it open he smiled and grabbed his bag. Then, having a mistevious smile he made his way to the alchohal cart and loaded his beg with all he could carry. Then Drake hurried out of the plane, the dead bodies were bugging him.

 

[CJF]

Serenity wiped the tears from her eyes, as more streamed down her face. She felt so useless and alone she could hardly stand it. She wanted to do something! She finally spotted a child crying and ron towards it. She took the girl in her arms and tried to comfort her.

 

[squigui]

Rebecca slipped in and out of consciousness constantly, trying to keep her eyes open and cry for help. But all she could manage were mutters, and she didn't know whether anyone heard her or not, as she couldn't see anything past her own eyelids.

 

[TheDerek]

After Drake stashed his bag in the jungle he knew that he should help with the survivors. He ran to a man who lay face down in the dirt. He quickly relized the man was dead so he moved on to the next person.

 

[Victory of the Cross]

Danny knew the right thing to do was look for survivors, but he was far to tired, sitting down on the sand he looked for his cell phone, "Great Its all wet" he muttered throwing it at a near by seagul that was looking for scraps.

Deciding to not want to remain here forever on his own, he stood to his feet and screamed "HELP!" as loudly as he could hoping to attract someones attention.

 

[welshcoolchristian]

I'm new, but can I please be Shannon, I've watched the show a couple of times and I would like to be her!

 

[welshcoolchristian]

Shannon awoke to see deep gashes in her legs, she immediately thought of her brother, he was the closest thing to her, they didn't get on all the time but she loved him.

"Boone, where are you?" she called out to anyone who could here.

"Shannon, is that you, where are you?" She heard a voice call back. Relief automatically filled her body.

"Over here, by the wing of the plane, I'm hurt Boone, I don't know what it is but I'm hurt."

"I'm coming to find you." Boone replied as he started searching for his sister.

Shannon sat there, waiting to see the friendly and recognisable face of her brother. She thought back to the times when her brother had helped her out. A certain occasion sprang to her mind. She was in her flat with her boyfriend, she knew her brother was due for a visit, she didn't know how to tell her boyfriend, because they didn't get along. She tried cautiously, to break the news, which resulting in him punching her in the face. She fell to the floor, tears flooding from her eyes, frantically apologising to him, he made her feel as though it was her fault. Her apologies didn't make it better, in fact, it just fueled his anger. She attempted to get up, to run and lock herself in the bathroom, as she did, he kicked her in the face, she feel back to the floor, unable to move, unbearable pain searing through her body. Her boyfriend left the house for what seemed like 20 minutes. As he returned, her brother arrived, to stop him from hurting her any more. She could never thank her brother enough for that moment, and he had done the same again.