Deserted Island Survival RP (Closed to newcomers)

[Evil Smurf]

We should burry him, Or give him a Viking funeral: Set On a boat to drift and then burned.

 

[JaguarDwarf]

"Whats your name again i forgot?" i say looking through my supplies.

 

[Evil Smurf]

mine is Eddie

 

[Ruedyn]

I dipped my hand in the ocean to clean it. As I stumbled back to the camp from tiredness and blood loss, I tried to think about my past, but not much comes up. Something about 'male nurse' keeps coming up. If I had to guess I'd say that was my previous occupation. I plop down on a mattress of leaves and almost immediately fall asleep.

 

[Evil Smurf]

As the roof is coming to a Finish I ask if anyone is willing to go hunt for an animal to eat.

 

[JaguarDwarf]

I stand up and search my stuff one last time. "Okay stock check. A pile of leaves and a couple of saw blades, well in my supplies that is i dont know about you?"

 

[Living_Brain]

"It's nighttime, let's sleep." I suggest. "We can't stay awake forever."

 

[Evil Smurf]

I have a phone, a wallet and lighter but my id has disappeared.

I'm going to build a fire so mosquitoes don't give us a disease. We can keep the fire going and so we alwas has coals to continue it.

Then I will sleep.

 

[JaguarDwarf]

"Okay, I'll just make myself a shelter and not bother you guys for a while." I say walking off.

 

[Living_Brain]

I lie down at the edge of the shelter, awaiting sleep.

 

[JaguarDwarf]

I open my make shift door. "God dang i'm good!" I say as i admire my lean to out of banna leaves and bamboo.

 

[Evil Smurf]

I wake with a start. Oh damn, still on the beach. The sun is awfully bright!. Thinking to eat I pop out to scout the area for food.

 

[JaguarDwarf]

"Hey Eddie!" I call over. "Look at my Lean-To i made!"

 

[Evil Smurf]

nice!

 

[Living_Brain]

Shouts, voices, woke me up from slumber. I open my eyes, for a moment not remembering where the hell I was, a moment of panic. Then it all flooded back to me. The island, the other surviviors, the sea. Thankfully I didn't have a dream, because it would probably have been nightmares. I push off the leaves covering my body and walk out of the jungle and out to the beach. As I walked, sleeping bodies I had to avoid. I got out on the beach, gingerly stepping on the already hot sand, and looked out to sea. It glimmered in the morning light.

 

[JaguarDwarf]

I finish my fishing trip and began to wade out of the sea. I see one of the survivors on the shore. "Hey! Whats your name tag?"

 

[Living_Brain]

I turn around, and comprehending his words look down. There is indeed a name tag, one I didn't notice on my initial analysis of myself. I rip it off, turn it around and bring it closer to my eyes. Most of it was scratched of, but some tiny letters on the bottom remained. They read, SRP. All other letters were too faded to read or scratched off.

"The only thing I see is a few letters on the bottom, 'SRP', nothing else unfortunately." I tell James.

<spoiler=OOC RP information>I added a list of members and their RP character's name in the OP. If you ever forget, look there!

 

[Ruedyn]

I wake up feeling a lot better. My mind is clearer at least. A lot of names are in my head, but my stomachs rumbling tells me I can sort these later,

"So, anyone get any food while I was out?" I ask getting up.

 

[Living_Brain]

"I was asleep like you Riley." I respond to his question. "I'm sure not everyone did the same."

 

[Ruedyn]

"Hmm, you'd think blood loss would make me the heaviest sleeper here." I scratch my chin, "What about that chicken? He's always been somewhere close by... Odd he doesn't seem to be around."