Post by Kyle Carpenter on Dec 2, 2008 14:24:04 GMT -8
Christa Burgess: Margaret "Maggie" Harrison, an unusual High School Student. Unlike most teenagers who'd bother to spend time perhaps on Music or on Fashion, Maggie instead prefers to keep her mind intact with something scientific, probably one of the most important things people should focus on, on Earth, and literally. Maggie is a growing Naturalist, she's amazed by, well, EVERYTHING. From animals to insects and reptiles to plants. It was nearing the end of the school year for the young 14 year old and due to her terrific effort put into her school work, the school's Principal awarded Maggie with an all-round paid trip to Isla Nublar, an island generally used as a vacation resort as well as for actual Naturalists. ( C )
Christa Burgess: This gift from her school for acing her Science classes would give Maggie the opportunity to experience a different outlook on wildlife rather than always having to read up on it in books or on the Internet, which didn't bother her though. She brought home the certificate to her parents who couldn't be more proud of her, hugging and kissing her on both cheeks, letting her know how they felt about the whole thing. It was the end of a school week, a Friday to be exact, and that evening she was packing up all her necessities for the trip over the weekend. Her parents already knew exactly how independent Maggie is and therefore knew she'd be just fine on her own. ( C )
Christa Burgess: The following morning, she'd be ready to go, her parents and her brother, who only found out later the previous evening, were there to give Maggie another hug, this time being a group hug, and each kissed her twice, once for each cheek before she'd take a taxi heading for the airport. At the airport, a place which was always busy and really confusing, Maggie didn't let herself become stressed out over the activity. She simply followed directions from signs within the place, found a booth to present her plane ticket and was on her way down a corridor and through a gate with her suitcase and eventually boarded the plane. Fortunately she didn't have to wait, the woman working back at the booth let her know that she was just in time and that the plane just got there. ( C )
Christa Burgess: Everything was going well so far for Maggie. ( E )
Annalee Marie: Vacation, something well needed for the young medical assistant, who has worked for a year and already complains about her job and how stressful it is, though she works two jobs, already owning a business that her father was handed down to by his father. She's the fourth generation to take the tow company. It went from one small tow truck, to having over a fifty truck, ranging from small tows to large. Devon is very happy to be finally getting away from all of that crap, leaving it all to her younger sister and mother to take care of. Devon stood in line at the airport, having her small little bag with her, her luggage already checked in. She was quite surprised to find that there wasn't really going to be a full plane to the island. (C)
Annalee Marie: Devon stood, dressed in denim jeans and a black tube-top, showing off a little cleavage. Her attire was perfect, since most of the time she had to wear black slacks and all that junk, being a medical assistant, not forgetting the white coat she had to wear. She looked like a d**n scientist when it came down to it. However, she was ready and soon enough, they would be boarding the plane. She wasn't even paying attention to who she was sitting beside as all she wanted was to be at her destination, Isla Nublar. Sure, it sounded geeky, but Devon didn't care. She was a geek in her own way anyways. Plus, her occupations didn't help either. (E)
Issac: The deep inhale as the nicotine quickly entered his own lungs.. The smoke slowly pouring out of his nostrils and mouth. With the quick nod he was already at the near by Military base at the moment wearing his own civilian clothes the soft sigh escaping his lips as he watched the planes land and take off. Something he always did when he smoked.. With his Jeep parked beside him he was sitting along the hood his tan boots adjusted to the front bumper.. The music blaring from his own speakers -It's Tricky; Bloodhound Gang- the digital camo pants pants fitted to his own wait with the tan leather belt that held it within their own place.
Issac: At the age of thirty two he was a staff sergeant within the United States Army as well a special operation called 'Shadow Force' the deep amber hues continue to watch them as well with others around. With the plain white Tshirt tossed against the window shield most of his tattoos were visible.. From tribal to other art work the lined his upper torso and back. The memories of his past along the islands still haunted him from the deaths of his crew and himself trying to escape "Never again" He soon told himself as he another drag. The smirk crossing his own lips as he ran his free hand along his almost shaved head; the texture of the dark brown hair; the sigh escaping his lips.
Issac: At the same time with the whole thing... As well with the tattoos scars lining his entire body from the last trip to the first island. Soon enough with the song soon changing to Rob Zombie; Superbeast reaching behind to grab his shirt as he pushed himself off of his own hood. At the moment he was in the middle of the fields minding his own d**n business to throw the finished cigarette butt towards the ground; the tires skidded across the dirt ground. Kicking up the dust as he drove off across the landing pad and soon enough towards the tower reaching down to hear his own phone slowly ringing. "f**k!" His voice soon was heard "Why the f**k is a plane headed there? It's not secure enough besides.. What the f**k do you want me to do?" With the heavy sigh escaping his own lips.
Issac: With him soon slamming along his own breaks inches away from hitting the actual building "f**k no.. I'm never going back to that island; do you think I'm crazy?" With another sigh he rested against the steering wheel "Rodger that.. I'll get my crew ready as soon as possible" With the current phone call ended he headed back to his post; the speeds within his own jeep exceeding the normal speed limit, [E]
Christa Burgess: Maggie wasn't really paying attention to her surroundings, not really noticing that not many people were boarding the plane. The population count was a few women, a couple of couples, a few men, and then Maggie being the youngest aboard as well as the only teenager. A soft sigh escaped her lips; "Finally." She said to herself very quietly sitting down in Coach after putting her suitcase away in the compartment above the seats. It was just Coach but the modern day airplane would have a great comfortability as well as service from the Flight Attendants even for Coach. She had unpacked a book based on exotic creatures, ones that could be found on deserted islands, and her laptop to continue taking notes down. ( C )
Christa Burgess: No, she wasn't a geek but Maggie definitely enjoyed continuing to learn about Nature. The pilot informed all passengers that he'll have the plane take flight in only a matter of minutes and to enjoy the trip. All Maggie could think about was what the book brought up first, the weather of deserted islands. Now, the island she was going to isn't deserted but it's considered deserted the same way most islands were considered, meaning no way off it, hold the technology. The book explained about how weather could become rather vicious on islands and to make sure that one has proper shelter. Only after all the weather explanation the book got to creatures and agriculture. ( C )
Christa Burgess: Maggie set the book down for a moment to buckle up the seat belt just in front of the keyboard of the laptop, then picked up the laptop to continue reading and taking down notes. Soon enough the plane was on its way. It wasn't a direct trip though, the plane made stops in some well known cities before leaving the continent of North America, from there on it was one way to Isla Nublar. Isla Nublar, probably one of the silliest names ever given to an island. The founder and discoverer must've been drunk when naming it. Nevertheless, Maggie was on her way. It would be several hours before making the destination but before arriving, the plane began to experience some major turbulance. ( C )
Christa Burgess: Something was going horribly wrong and it eventually came to a point in which the Pilot informed the passengers that the landing wasn't going to be pretty. The airplane consisted of four engines, two for each wing and suddenly, for unknown reasons, the two engines on the left wing broke down and eventually blew up inside. This caused a comotion from the few people within including Maggie. She closed her laptop and put the book down on top of it. The Stewardesses kept telling everybody to remain calm but how can people do that when they know that the plane was about to have an awful landing and likely nowhere near the acquired lane..?! ( E )
Annalee Marie: After being boarded and in her sit, first class of course. She had went the extra amount to be put in first class, which was overly priced, yet it was well worth it for the amount of time she was going to be on the plane for. It was what, a six hour flight across seas to the island or something. She had no clue, wasn't even apparant to the real flight length. Surely it was a ways away from any real civilization, due to the things on the island. So, the flight seemed to be according to plane, just little turbulance here and there until it began to really get worse. Devon, not that worried until she heard some loud noises. So, like most people in the plane, she too was asking around, trying to get the down low on everything. Her main question was, "Are we going to crash?" (C)
Annalee Marie: Of course, it was never answered as the ride just got worse, with more turbulance and that. She just sat down, but couldn't help to remember seeing the little girl by herself, or well, she wasn't little, but surely she wasn't of legal age yet. It helped Devon keep her mind off herself and what was going on really, focusing on what the girl was thinking right now, if someone was keeping her calm, but then again, Devon figured she was brave, for one getting on a plane all by herself. Devon would of never done it at that age, never. (E)
xshadowxforcex: They were al suited up within their own battle gear the music blaring through the compound like it was a party of some sort.. That's how they rolled the smirk curling around his lips as he looked at the few men along his own team. "Well men" He paused as he started off the soft sigh escaping his own lips "This is the day you will get to see something.. Different and dangerous" With his arms crossed against his own chest as well the M16 Rifle. Pausing once again as he looked to each of them "They are counting on us to keep that Island a secret to all civilian personal.. You guys don't even know about it" With the smirk curling around his own lips once again. [C]
xshadowxforcex: "This will also be a survival test to the extreme.. What you will see out there is nothing like your average back yard swamps or forests" Pushing the door soon open as he nodded their way "Let's load up.. We only have one shot will a few hundred to be exact" As he spoke the others listened "We are to take down that plane and look for survivors if any" Pausing once again as the team soon headed out. "But they won't stay there.. The Chopper will head back out and we will have to wait for them to return.. We are the best of the best" The smirk fainting away as he pulled the Black hawks side panel soon open "I'll take the 50 Cal.. Let's go" With them all soon inside the chopper. [C]
xshadowxforcex: The side panel shutting and locking the Chopper was on it's away.. From the base and soon out into the open blue water the music once again playing some what loud within the chopper, Issac himself was loaded and ready to go "Bones.. If they don't listen shoot the pilots while I take care of the rest" At the moment it had been already six or so hours. The place up ahead "Let's do this" With the nod from them all the chopper was inbound for the plane "This is a restricted fly zone.. Turn around now!" The chopper pilots speaking outwards to the actual planes own pilots. [C]
xshadowxforcex: With no reposnce; Issac reaching as he thingyed back the 50 Caliber rifle at the moment it would seen on the side of the plane "Bones do your thing" He nodded his way the side panel soon open and the few shots were soon made. Both pilots dead.. The smirk along his own lips as he gave him a thumbs up "Good job" As well he let go his fingers oon curling around the trigger as the burt of ammo was soon unloaded the right wing collapsing and soon breaking away. The empty shells flying against the choppers floor "Let's land and watch this thing crash" With the laughing they took flight and landed in a open space. [C]
xshadowxforcex: The four men jumping out as they secured their own site while the Chopper soon headed back out "Watch your back and everyone else.. Let's get moving" With the quick nod they were on there way to the crash site. [E]
Christa Burgess: Margaret sat back kind of pacing back and forth with her upper body like a poor child in Romania that wanted to kill the time. She tried to remain calm by ignoring the rest of the people roaming around quickly and shouting out stuff. The Stewardesses were trying their best to keep everyone calm but it was no use. Fortunately not many people boarded Flight 250 Billion, so let's see, what are the chances of Maggie dying ? This would be something she'd be calculating in her mind to distract herself from what was going on. Imagine, Math was on her mind before a possible death. She'd be multitasking with humming the tune of London Bridges Falling Down over and over again as she made the calculation for approximately twenty people and who's going to survive ? ( C )
Christa Burgess: Well the pressure was on and Maggie had her arms wrapped around the laptop and book still moving back and forth with her upper body while sitting there nervously; "Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm..." Alright, so London Bridges Falling Down was an awful choice to hum but it was the only tune that crossed her mind in the moment strangely. It made her feel like she was ten years younger again, 4 years old, when her parents used to sing that to her often. Eventually the plane ended up on an angle no plane should ever be on; "Oh God, oh God ! We're goin' down !" ( C )
Christa Burgess: The plane wouldn't make it anywhere near the lane and instead took a horrible turn for a jungle area nearby, slashing and smashing through the trees and when the plane finally made contact with the Earth again, it would land awkwardly losing one wing first and then flip over losing the other wing. The people inside would just be tossed around like ragdolls if they weren't buckled up. Fortunately for Margaret, she was buckled up and only the impact knocked her out. This didn't leave her without markings, some scratches and a few bruises but nothing major, no broken bones or torn ligaments. Maggie was luckier than lucky only being knocked out cold before the crash came to a complete halt. What of the others was unknown, at least to her but the outcome seemed gloomy. ( C )
Christa Burgess: The plane's final spot upon crashing would be in a small swamp or what was left of it since so much of the water was slammed right out upon the trees and bushes. ( E )
Christa Burgess: Devon wasn't as scared as most people were, but she was scared, no doubt about it. Buckled safely in her seat, she knew that was the safest thing she could be right now, buckled into her seat. After all, if they crashed in the ocean, her seat would float, hopefully. However, they did not, with the rough ass landing. Knocked out with the velocity of the plane, and how hard they hit. Devon however wasn't harmed that greatly. Mostly everything around her acted as a safe barrier, in reference to the crash. It also didn't take long for her ass to wake up, soon moving around. She was sore, but no broken bones. Her clothes were splattered with mud and blood, thanks to the idiots who had been up. All of them seemed to die and well, vanish, guessing they were ejected during the crash. (C)
Christa Burgess: However, she was still worried, about the little girl. She hoped that she was smart enough to remain seated, since it seemed to work, keeping herself safe. She was alive, at least. It took her a minute to gain strength to get up, but once up, the wreckage was unbelievable. She hoped that she wasn't the only one to survive. Devon began her search, which was the only thing she could do, to find another survivor. Meanwhile, the crash didn't go unnoticed. Kenzie was at the airport, safely in a room, able to see over the island, a little, sort of. It was creepy, but she wasn't afraid. Skilled in combat, she knew with the supplies she had, she could take on anything, save for an ambush. However, she noticed the crash, but figured, no one survived. It wasn't even worth searching. (C)
Annalee Marie: However, instinct said to go check it out, but there was another noise, a chopper was close by, which really had her brain working. "What the fuck is going on?" She asked herself as she took the Barrett M107, a powerful sniper rifle, aiming it the other way. All she was doing was using the scope right now, to look on. Of course, this handy gun was her own. How she got it there was a whole different story. She was an expert in sniping. Though, she knew about mostly anything when it came to gun. "Show yourself..." She said, referring to the chopper. Questions were becoming a problem in her head, since she had no one to answer them. She was alone, for the most part, until now. Who knew about the plane and well, the chopper was another story, which she knew there were people there. (E)
xshadowxforcex: With the chopper leaving and soon out of sight the four man group made it's way towards the crash site.. The soft sigh escaping his own lips as they ventured out into the open field. "What a day" One of the guys soon spoke up as each of them watched each others back.. The loud roar soon escaping one of the creatures mouth echoed for miles along the island. Issac's hues grew more wider as he let a deeper sigh escape his lips "Shit" Pausing lightly as he moved his own weapon up; safety off and the butt of the rifle against his right shoulder. "We have to get going now!" With him soon screaming out he darted off into the forest through the thick grass of the plains "This is bad.. We have to get into cover" With everyone soon freaking out Issac was already ahead. [C]
xshadowxforcex: Thinking about his own life and the life of his own team "Come on.. Before it gets to late" Yelling out once more as he moved right into the forest sweeping back around to crouch down. While the rest of the team moved swiftly along the plains.. His eye looking through the scope. "Why today.. What the fuck did I do to deserve this punishment" Speaking out towards himself.. Each member tagging his right shoulder with them all there they soon moved out. "Come on.. We don't much daylight left" Pulling out a map from before as well a compact flashlight "Okay.. We are here" Pausing slightly as he looked around with them all crouching against the ground. [C]
xshadowxforcex: "We need to move along the along the secondary tour route once we hit there cross over and head over to the crash site" He nodded gently as looked around "Got that" With everyone soon nodded they were off. From the heli pad to the secondary tour route slowly making their way towards the crash site. [E]
Christa Burgess: Maggie's sorry ass was still under the heavy condition of being unconscious. Her physical status was mostly alright though, still quite healthy. Aside from a few scratches and a couple of bruises, she was able to move perfectly fine. The air was getting thin and her seat was thankfully close to a giant hole in the plane that lead to what was left of the swamp. She eventually came to but felt very unaware of what happened other than quite simply a plane crash. The seat was out of position on a strange angle but she could see clearly outside at the water of the swamp. It wasn't a pretty site considering there were corpses lying around; "Ww-well..." Maggie managed to make a word trying to shake off the major knocking in her head. ( C )
Christa Burgess: Her vision seemed to be okay but the daylight was almost gone and the only pleasant thing left that she could see from her seat was frogs jumping around and making noise with ribbitting. Blood was everywhere though and certainly on her pants. It took her a while before she could find a solution for her situation. Knowing that she obviously had to get out of there, Maggie unbuckled the seatbelt. As soon as doing so, and due to being on an awkward angle out of place, her body dropped to hit the bottom of the plane; "Ow !" On the other hand, this knock woke her up more instead. It was as though she had a narrator in her head telling her "Okay, Margaret, this is it. This is for AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLL the marbles. You've got to use your brain more than you've ever used before." ( C )
Christa Burgess: Shortly, Margaret came to and realize the disturbing image around her. There was no time to be revolted by it. Now it was all about survival and trying to find help as soon as possible. First thing was first, check for any survivors; "Hello ?? Anybody out there ??" Promptly after calling that out, she heard a very unusual roar; "Well, something is definitely out there...just maybe not what I wanted to be out there." She said sarcastically making her way out kicking debris out of her way and then plop right into the swamp. If any crocodiles or alligators were in it, they'd have been already killed or escaped very quickly. Swish-swoosh through the water; "Helloooooooo ??" ( E )
Annalee Marie: Kenzie soon had her sight fixed on the chopper, but was too late. It seemed the men were already out of the stupid thing. "Fuck..." She swore to herself as she repositioned back to the crash site, now trying to find any survivors, however the roar kind of spooked her. "Shut the fuck up..." She said to herself, referring to the roar. "Stupid dinosaurs." She huffed out as she continued her scout for anyone. Surely, the men were probably there to search for survivors, but that was kind of quick, plane crashes and instantly rescue comes. Where was rescue when she got here? Kenzie continued searching, while Devon was still searching for survivors. Her luck soon came, hearing a voice, after the loud ass roar. It didn't sound good at all and whatever it was, sounded big. (C)
Annalee Marie: Devon began her small trek torwards the voice, soon finding that it was the girl, who she saw before they boarded the plane. "Thank god." She thought to herself as she made her way through the swamp and mud to the girl, "Are you okay?" Her first words were to the girl. She looked okay, save for the stained blood, though she had that also. Devon was covered in dirt and mud. Her attire was ruined, yet safely on her still. Her cleavage, covered in mud. (E)
xshadowxforcex: The continued hiking through the slightly dense forest.. The open patches above them slowly faded away the sunlight the soft sigh escaping Issac's lips as he continued to head fourth towards the site. The situation at hand wasn't a problem yet they had over a mile and a half to get to the crash site.. And night was the most dangerous time to be wandering around. The birds among the forest ended up silent.. Issac soon holding back his own group as he crouched within the bush.. the sounds of the rustling bush his gun once again pointed forward. Moving forward as he seen the group of compies the sigh escaping his lips "Let's move" He nodded back as they switch to night vision. [C]
xshadowxforcex: The group of four men continued forth the secondary tour route.. Slowly each of them within the 360 degree motion "Do you think there are any survivors?" The quick question soon escaping Bones lips. With the simple shrug everyone else was silent.. Another loud roar escaping through the forest once again.. The birds escaping the terror as they moved to a different location. "What the fuck was that?" Ghost soon spoke as he quickly turned around.. soon enough he went into panic gun shots being fired.. In all directions "Bones shut him up" Issac soon enough speaking. Crouching down once again as he waited for his team mate to be calmed down.. Bones himself got Ghost into a sleeper hold, his arms around his neck as he slowly calmed him down. [C]
xshadowxforcex: They were already a good distance from the Heli pad above them another field.. Yet a small building more or so the Airplane strip "Move to that location.." With the quick nod. The night life began to stir up the sky above clear and smooth.. The bright full moon shinning soon brightly above them all. "Secure the sight.. We will camp out here for the mean time and get our surrounding straight" With Issac soon speaking and them moving into the location of the Airstrip. His foot soon bashing open the door the four man group.. Moved like silently and cautious "Is anyone here?" With his doubt it was his job to make sure "Clear" With Ghost speaking the continued to search the small building. [E]
Christa Burgess: Margaret trailed through the swamp but there wasn't much of it. She thought it'd be best to stick around however in case anybody might've seen the plane crash, that and survivors. It wasn't until nearing the end of the swamp around eighty metres away from the crash site, Maggie met up with someone else who was covered in some mud and blood. It was a young woman, no older than 25 but Maggie wasn't sure. One thing that was for sure was that the woman just had to be in the plane. She eyes the woman puzzly yet still glared up; "Hey !" It wasn't a Hey that one would great someone else with, it would be a Hey as in thank goodness. She saw the woman approach her through the then reduced swamp; "Yeah, I'm alright, but I want to get out of this swamp." ( C )
Christa Burgess: Maggie brought upon a distinct smile but it was difficult to show any kind of happiness after what just happened. However, the surroundings that was clearly jungle land proved to be an area with an extreme amount of frogs. Unlike most girls, Margaret liked frogs. Of course, she liked all living breathing creatures no matter how rejected they were; "Were you in the crash, are you the only other survivor ?" She asked concerning to the woman before her. ( E )
Annalee Marie: Kenzie kept her attention clear at the moment, though she knew that she was beginning to hear voices and well, gunshots soon. "Shit..." She said, soon moving back to the window she was, peering through the scope to finally spot the men. They were headed her way and actually, they were soon right there at the building she was held up in. She was up the stairs, so when she heard the door bash open, she knew she had time. Two pistols were soon erected from the waist of her pants, which were black combat pants. So, she had two pistols aimed at her door, so all she knew it was a matter of time before she had someone bust that open. She wasn't going to figure, but she sure as well wasn't going to lose her ground. This had to be the safest play at the moment to be. (C)
Annalee Marie: "I swear, any fucking dinosaurs come here, I'll shoot them all." She said to herself as she kept aim at the door, waiting for someone to bust it open. Meanwhile, Devon would nod to the girl, "Yeah, I think we're the only survivors." She said, soon grabbing the girl's arm and pulling her out of the swamp. It was probably harder for her to get through the mud, than Devon. Being older, probably gave her more strength. Devon wasn't rough, either, giving her time to get out. Once on solid ground, Devon looked around. "Um, I don't know where we should go. I wonder if we're far from an airport, cause I'm guessing we missed the landing lane or whatever." She said, shrugging her shoulders before looking back down to the girl, "Are you sure you're okay?" She asked again. (E)
xshadowxforcex: With the single door ahead.. And them crouching down along the inner side of the building within their own positions. "Open and clear; flash bang" He nodded as Bones tossed him a simple flash grenade "Cover your eyes" They were speaking within a low tone.. With them positioned outside of the single room. His back against the wall as he reached down to twist the knob slowly opening it as the pin of the grenade was pulled and tossed to the side. It was quickly thrown and the door held shut tightly... The large flash coming after wards the group of men soon storming within the medium size room their guns drawn to see the single woman there. "Drop your weapons!" Issac voice soon shouted out as the secured that room as well "Name yourself and the reason why you are here?" [C]
xshadowxforcex: The curious question he soon asked as they held her at gun point "This is a restricted island" Pausing slightly as he started to think "Are you with the plane crash?" The next question came after that.. The soft sigh escaping his lips as he stepped forward "I repeat.. Drop your weapons and no one will get hurt" As forth he waited for her to follow his own command. [E]
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 7:16:21 PM): "I don't know where we should go either but I can tell you one thing...I really doubt we're anywhere near the landing lane. Generally, if you see frogs in their natural habitat like this, it means we're quite far from other people. It's true that we can find frogs in cities and such but they're different frogs...and Miss, believe me, there are many different kinds of frogs." Margaret blabbed on but kept her explanation clear enough for anybody to understand it. She was pulled out of the swamp which lead Maggie to smacking and slapping off excessive mud on her bottom wear; "Damn it ! I like these sneakers too !" ( C )
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 7:16:30 PM): She tried knocking off as much mud as possible from herself, especially on her sneakers but then she'd see blood stains on them. As of for her tops being a dark pink one, short sleeve, with white dots, it managed to stay intact except for a slight rip on the left side of the torso. The white tanktop under was just fine but the bottom end of it had blood stains. Her headband, some would still call a bandana (but for girls), was seemingly okay; "Yeah..." She mentioned in a disappointed way still thinking about her shoes; "...I'm alright. Thanks for checking up on me for the second time." Ending that off with a grin; ( C )
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 7:16:47 PM): "So...I guess we don't have many choices. We could either stay here and wait for help, that being said hopefully someone noticed the crash since we were shot down or we can proceed on foot in one direction and keep heading that way until we run into some sort of civilization. You're older and wiser, Miss, I think it's best you decide for us." Maggie tried to pep up as she looked up to the around 10 years older looking gal; "By the way, my name is Margaret. It's nice to meet you...even if it's not so nice like this, if you know what I mean." Maggie carried on curling up a smirk afterwords. ( E )
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 7:26:37 PM): Kenzie heard the footsteps, but not the voices, however when the door opened and the flashbang thrown in, she knew exactly what it was, covering her eyes and facing away. So, she wasn't effected by the flashbang. So, when the door was reopened, she still had her guns pointed at them and soon at the men. "How about, you shut up. I'm guessing you boys are military or something. Back in the states, I'd listen, but we are not in the states, so I do not have to listen to you. I figure, I could kill you all, if I wanted to, but see, I just want off this damn island. No, I'm not with the plane. I've been here for a week and I'm fucking tired of it. I have enough food and supplies to last probably another two weeks, but I'm ready to go home now." She said, keeping her weapons aimed. (C)
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 7:29:28 PM): Kenzie looked at all the men, but kept her eyes on Isaac, "Why don't you state your purpose hear? I find it weird, plane crashes and not a second later, you boys are already landed. I'm guessing you were the cause for plane to go down." She said, biting her lower lip some, bored rather, but this was fun. Kenzie did soon withdraw her weapons, only to be put into the waist of her pants once again. She grabbed her rifle, her Barrett M107. "Anyways, I'm not here to be given orders. This was not my ideal for a vacation." She spoke, soon walking to the door, closing it. "Now, as I see it, you're on my turf. So, you either get those guns out of my face, or get out of this room. I haven't had any trouble yet and I don't plan on having any." She spoke, those being her final words. (C)
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 7:31:20 PM): She went to a desk and sat. Meanwhile, Devon was glad she was okay, Maggie. "I'm Devon." She said, finally introducing herself. "I ask twice, cause I'm a medical assistant, or well, a nurse let's put it. So, I can help you if you're not feeling okay or whatever." She said, but the girl was right, there wasn't a landing strip near by, or well, couldn't be. It was too, well, crowded. "Well, we need to find a safe place, cause whatever that loud roar was, it wasn't human and didn't sound too friendly for it being something small." She said, soon looking around for a moment. She really didn't care about the mud right now, nor Maggie's complaining about her shoes. They had bigger things to worry about. (E)
xshadowxforcex (12/2/2008 7:57:38 PM): Issac laughed.. With his gun still drawn all of them towards her own figure his deep amber hues looked through the night vision goggles. "Who are you to be giving us orders; Missy" Speaking out as he rasied his goggled onto his own forehead "Looking around within the four man group the simple shake of his own head as he shifted his sight back her way. "Well then.. Technically this isn't your turf" He nodded gently as he continued to look her own way.. Soon enough setting his own M16 rifle along his chest "Stand down" He soon spoke out while the others followed "That would be classified information.. And this here turf belongs to the United States Military and InGen Corporation" [C]
xshadowxforcex (12/2/2008 8:03:12 PM): Pausing slightly as he scratched his own chin "So technically you would be on are turf.. Though that's not the issue at the moment; boys.. Secure the area" Pausing lightly as he looked towards Ghost "Man the roof" He nodded as they moved out.. surrounding the actual building itself. Pulling out the map once again he unrolled it across the desk as well the compact flashlight "We are here.. The crash site is no more then a few miles maybe a day and a half" Pausing once again as he rolled his finger along the map "If you want to survive and actually get out alive.. You will follow my orders.. Do you hear me?" The curious question as he rolled the map back up. Another roar soon escaping through the forest as he let the soft sigh escape his own lips [C]
xshadowxforcex (12/2/2008 8:05:09 PM): "Besides.. With the creatures out there you wouldnt be able to survive out on your own within the wild.. I know what's out there but that's all up to you" With the simple nod. Looking back at her he shrugged and moved on towards the outside looking around as he raised his M16 up once again. [E
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 8:05:37 PM): Maggie took a look around only to see the density of the jungle but suddenly there would be this loud russling coming from a particular row of trees. Whatever was making the trees move must've been strong because trees don't ever move that easily unless there's a hurricane. She eyed the spot; "Well..." Maggie said worriedly with a pause; "...I'm glad to hear that because if we get hurt..." Another pause in which Maggie tugged on Devon's closest arm to turn the woman towards the location of the sound and facing it; "...we'll need all the help we can get." ( C )
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 8:05:38 PM): Ending off by using her other hand in a shush gesture before pointing to the movement of the trees. Soon enough a rather large yet narrow head would pop through a couple of the rowed trees looking at the two for a moment before making a very loud roar. Maggie shook her head; "Yeah, something tells me that, which looks like a Baryonyx, isn't very amused with us being here. No, mm-mm, no." ( E )
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 8:14:12 PM): Kenzie shook her head some at the man. "Look, I don't care who's turf this is. Obviously, the U.S. wasn't doing a good job, cause look at what is roaming freely out there. This is the safest place to be. I have forty shells for this baby and another eighty at the lodge, but I'm not going back there, though I would think, that would be another safe place." She said before watching him unroll the map. She'd let him speak before she finally was able to talk. "I was safe, until your asses showed up and busted in. I'm sure by now, we have predators as we speak near. Anyways, north is the direction you want to go. That's where the wreck is. I'm guessing, by the distance, they crashed either in the swamp or near it." She said, pointing on the map near the crash site. (C)
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 8:18:05 PM): "Now, if you want to survive, I suggest being nice. I'm sure your guns could take down a raptor, pretty good, maybe something a little bigger. But, when you come in contact with a Rex, I'm your best bet. My shells are bigger. I can shoot five at a time before reloading and if I get the head, it's all I need." She said, giving her gun a small pat. Meanwhile, Devon would nod her head at Maggie. "Well, if it's just us and we find a safe place, we won't need to worry...." She was cut off, soon looking dead straight. "Dino...saur..." She whispered, not even able to believe what the hell she was saying. "What do we do...." And yet, she didn't even wait for an answer, grabbing Maggie's arm and beginning to run the opposite direction. She wasn't even going to bother looking behind.(E)
xshadowxforcex (12/2/2008 8:33:38 PM): "For starters" Pausing lightly as another roar soon escaped through out the forest.. Look her way once again "You know nothing about this island and what InGen was trying to do" With the simple shake of his own head he let the soft sigh escape his lips the men within his own group he seen running away from the building. "What the fuck" Soon enough the pack of velicoraptors swiftly ran behind them.. A group of six or seven of them. The scream that soon echoed along the area was from up above and the vibrations that came from underneath. "Shit" He started to think "Why both?" The heavy sigh escaping his own lips as he pushed himself out of the building.. His rifle aimed and ready taking a few shoots of the group of velicoraptors. [C]
xshadowxforcex (12/2/2008 8:37:17 PM): Bones lower half soon enough falling to the ground.. Blood splattered against his own clothing and the walls around him "We have to move.. Come on" Yelling out her way as he ran yet stopped at the same time. His thinking from before "Don't come out.. He can't see you if your standing still.. By all means if you kill him I will kill you" His narrow stare her way he meant his words clearly. "What do do about them.. They are pack hunters one of the smartest creatures out here at the moment.. Fuck we have to run" Looking back her way as he let the sigh soon escape his lips. Ghost was soon dead as well the other crew member; already three of his men were dead "Who ever you are" Yelling out her way as he grabbed her wrist "Move.. We need to go now!" [C]
xshadowxforcex (12/2/2008 8:38:33 PM): His voice yelling over the second roar that actual Trex.. Pulling her along the plains as they were soon after the larger carnavore the fight breaking out as cursed to himself "Never again" Pausing lightly as he spoke to himself "Why did I have to come back here" With the sigh escaping afterwards he pulled her along the plains and soon back into the forest. [E]
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 8:38:55 PM): "Yeah, and we better find a safe place fast ! WhoOOa !" Maggie was nodding her head very quickly with a fearful glare in her eyes. This was no ordinary animal or reptile or insect. Lo and behold, a great big dinosaur. She's read up on them in books but seeing one live, no, and she knew they were creatures never to be encountered with, EVER. Their overall behavior would make them impossible to train. As Margaret finished what she said, her then partner in survival, Devon thought that running would be a great idea. Well, according to what Maggie knew about dinosaurs, the idea of running is a yes and no result. Yes if one is lucky and No because they can run faster. ( C )
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 8:38:57 PM): Fortunately for the two who were now in the process of sprinting away, they had trees to get in the way of the Baryonyx's sight. Another thing that bettered out for the couple of survivors so far was that they were a lot smaller and can zip and zoom around trees plenty easier. The two hadn't the slightest clue where they were going, not the direction, not even if where their next destination would be safe or safer. All the two knew in the moment was run from the dinosaur chasing. Even creepier along the way, the two eventually hit open grass lands but still quite dirty with several boulders sitting around. ( C )
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 8:39:09 PM): Over there after using up so much stamina from running away and managing to get out of the Baryonyx's sight, they found in the distance a couple of Dilophosauruses who thankfully hadn't noticed them yet. At this point the two had stopped and stood there very quietly. Maggie nudged Devon giving hand signals pointing to her eyes and then directing them towards a big boulder nearby. There would be another perpendicular to it as well. Maggie went for one stealthfully, hiding behind it. ( E )
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 9:13:40 PM): Kenzie rolled her eyes a little at the man, still not knowing his name, but it was almost too late to introduce themselves as she heard noise, noise that wasn't good. She watched him go outside, shooting a few arounds while she was straping her sniper rifle to her, just incase it was time to run. She grabbed her bag, as well, which was filled with her ammunition. "Shit..." She said, that being her last word before she was pulled along, soon running. She'd let them waste ammunition, though she soon found a M16 on the ground and well, a body as well. "Gross." She said as she grabbed the gun quickly while running. Well, she stopped a moment, feeling the pocket, grabbing the two clips of whatever man had and ran again with the other man, the head of them. (C)
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 9:17:35 PM): Meanwhile, Devon and Maggie were soon free of the one dinosaur, but soon had two in front of them, or well, a few. However, they were a bit away and had yet to notice the two of them. In her mind, she was wanting to be home right now. Devon wanted to scream, but held that urge in, knowing it would alert every damn dinosaur on the island, probably. Once hidden behind the wrong, she took a slow deep breath, keeping it quiet. She was just thankful that she was still alive. But, it didn't mean they were out of harms way. Looking down, she saw her blood stained clothes and soon figured, that was also something they needed to get rid of, their blood stained clothes. "Shit." She thought, figuring this was also something that was attractiving the meat eaters. (E)
Christa Burgess: This gift from her school for acing her Science classes would give Maggie the opportunity to experience a different outlook on wildlife rather than always having to read up on it in books or on the Internet, which didn't bother her though. She brought home the certificate to her parents who couldn't be more proud of her, hugging and kissing her on both cheeks, letting her know how they felt about the whole thing. It was the end of a school week, a Friday to be exact, and that evening she was packing up all her necessities for the trip over the weekend. Her parents already knew exactly how independent Maggie is and therefore knew she'd be just fine on her own. ( C )
Christa Burgess: The following morning, she'd be ready to go, her parents and her brother, who only found out later the previous evening, were there to give Maggie another hug, this time being a group hug, and each kissed her twice, once for each cheek before she'd take a taxi heading for the airport. At the airport, a place which was always busy and really confusing, Maggie didn't let herself become stressed out over the activity. She simply followed directions from signs within the place, found a booth to present her plane ticket and was on her way down a corridor and through a gate with her suitcase and eventually boarded the plane. Fortunately she didn't have to wait, the woman working back at the booth let her know that she was just in time and that the plane just got there. ( C )
Christa Burgess: Everything was going well so far for Maggie. ( E )
Annalee Marie: Vacation, something well needed for the young medical assistant, who has worked for a year and already complains about her job and how stressful it is, though she works two jobs, already owning a business that her father was handed down to by his father. She's the fourth generation to take the tow company. It went from one small tow truck, to having over a fifty truck, ranging from small tows to large. Devon is very happy to be finally getting away from all of that crap, leaving it all to her younger sister and mother to take care of. Devon stood in line at the airport, having her small little bag with her, her luggage already checked in. She was quite surprised to find that there wasn't really going to be a full plane to the island. (C)
Annalee Marie: Devon stood, dressed in denim jeans and a black tube-top, showing off a little cleavage. Her attire was perfect, since most of the time she had to wear black slacks and all that junk, being a medical assistant, not forgetting the white coat she had to wear. She looked like a d**n scientist when it came down to it. However, she was ready and soon enough, they would be boarding the plane. She wasn't even paying attention to who she was sitting beside as all she wanted was to be at her destination, Isla Nublar. Sure, it sounded geeky, but Devon didn't care. She was a geek in her own way anyways. Plus, her occupations didn't help either. (E)
Issac: The deep inhale as the nicotine quickly entered his own lungs.. The smoke slowly pouring out of his nostrils and mouth. With the quick nod he was already at the near by Military base at the moment wearing his own civilian clothes the soft sigh escaping his lips as he watched the planes land and take off. Something he always did when he smoked.. With his Jeep parked beside him he was sitting along the hood his tan boots adjusted to the front bumper.. The music blaring from his own speakers -It's Tricky; Bloodhound Gang- the digital camo pants pants fitted to his own wait with the tan leather belt that held it within their own place.
Issac: At the age of thirty two he was a staff sergeant within the United States Army as well a special operation called 'Shadow Force' the deep amber hues continue to watch them as well with others around. With the plain white Tshirt tossed against the window shield most of his tattoos were visible.. From tribal to other art work the lined his upper torso and back. The memories of his past along the islands still haunted him from the deaths of his crew and himself trying to escape "Never again" He soon told himself as he another drag. The smirk crossing his own lips as he ran his free hand along his almost shaved head; the texture of the dark brown hair; the sigh escaping his lips.
Issac: At the same time with the whole thing... As well with the tattoos scars lining his entire body from the last trip to the first island. Soon enough with the song soon changing to Rob Zombie; Superbeast reaching behind to grab his shirt as he pushed himself off of his own hood. At the moment he was in the middle of the fields minding his own d**n business to throw the finished cigarette butt towards the ground; the tires skidded across the dirt ground. Kicking up the dust as he drove off across the landing pad and soon enough towards the tower reaching down to hear his own phone slowly ringing. "f**k!" His voice soon was heard "Why the f**k is a plane headed there? It's not secure enough besides.. What the f**k do you want me to do?" With the heavy sigh escaping his own lips.
Issac: With him soon slamming along his own breaks inches away from hitting the actual building "f**k no.. I'm never going back to that island; do you think I'm crazy?" With another sigh he rested against the steering wheel "Rodger that.. I'll get my crew ready as soon as possible" With the current phone call ended he headed back to his post; the speeds within his own jeep exceeding the normal speed limit, [E]
Christa Burgess: Maggie wasn't really paying attention to her surroundings, not really noticing that not many people were boarding the plane. The population count was a few women, a couple of couples, a few men, and then Maggie being the youngest aboard as well as the only teenager. A soft sigh escaped her lips; "Finally." She said to herself very quietly sitting down in Coach after putting her suitcase away in the compartment above the seats. It was just Coach but the modern day airplane would have a great comfortability as well as service from the Flight Attendants even for Coach. She had unpacked a book based on exotic creatures, ones that could be found on deserted islands, and her laptop to continue taking notes down. ( C )
Christa Burgess: No, she wasn't a geek but Maggie definitely enjoyed continuing to learn about Nature. The pilot informed all passengers that he'll have the plane take flight in only a matter of minutes and to enjoy the trip. All Maggie could think about was what the book brought up first, the weather of deserted islands. Now, the island she was going to isn't deserted but it's considered deserted the same way most islands were considered, meaning no way off it, hold the technology. The book explained about how weather could become rather vicious on islands and to make sure that one has proper shelter. Only after all the weather explanation the book got to creatures and agriculture. ( C )
Christa Burgess: Maggie set the book down for a moment to buckle up the seat belt just in front of the keyboard of the laptop, then picked up the laptop to continue reading and taking down notes. Soon enough the plane was on its way. It wasn't a direct trip though, the plane made stops in some well known cities before leaving the continent of North America, from there on it was one way to Isla Nublar. Isla Nublar, probably one of the silliest names ever given to an island. The founder and discoverer must've been drunk when naming it. Nevertheless, Maggie was on her way. It would be several hours before making the destination but before arriving, the plane began to experience some major turbulance. ( C )
Christa Burgess: Something was going horribly wrong and it eventually came to a point in which the Pilot informed the passengers that the landing wasn't going to be pretty. The airplane consisted of four engines, two for each wing and suddenly, for unknown reasons, the two engines on the left wing broke down and eventually blew up inside. This caused a comotion from the few people within including Maggie. She closed her laptop and put the book down on top of it. The Stewardesses kept telling everybody to remain calm but how can people do that when they know that the plane was about to have an awful landing and likely nowhere near the acquired lane..?! ( E )
Annalee Marie: After being boarded and in her sit, first class of course. She had went the extra amount to be put in first class, which was overly priced, yet it was well worth it for the amount of time she was going to be on the plane for. It was what, a six hour flight across seas to the island or something. She had no clue, wasn't even apparant to the real flight length. Surely it was a ways away from any real civilization, due to the things on the island. So, the flight seemed to be according to plane, just little turbulance here and there until it began to really get worse. Devon, not that worried until she heard some loud noises. So, like most people in the plane, she too was asking around, trying to get the down low on everything. Her main question was, "Are we going to crash?" (C)
Annalee Marie: Of course, it was never answered as the ride just got worse, with more turbulance and that. She just sat down, but couldn't help to remember seeing the little girl by herself, or well, she wasn't little, but surely she wasn't of legal age yet. It helped Devon keep her mind off herself and what was going on really, focusing on what the girl was thinking right now, if someone was keeping her calm, but then again, Devon figured she was brave, for one getting on a plane all by herself. Devon would of never done it at that age, never. (E)
xshadowxforcex: They were al suited up within their own battle gear the music blaring through the compound like it was a party of some sort.. That's how they rolled the smirk curling around his lips as he looked at the few men along his own team. "Well men" He paused as he started off the soft sigh escaping his own lips "This is the day you will get to see something.. Different and dangerous" With his arms crossed against his own chest as well the M16 Rifle. Pausing once again as he looked to each of them "They are counting on us to keep that Island a secret to all civilian personal.. You guys don't even know about it" With the smirk curling around his own lips once again. [C]
xshadowxforcex: "This will also be a survival test to the extreme.. What you will see out there is nothing like your average back yard swamps or forests" Pushing the door soon open as he nodded their way "Let's load up.. We only have one shot will a few hundred to be exact" As he spoke the others listened "We are to take down that plane and look for survivors if any" Pausing once again as the team soon headed out. "But they won't stay there.. The Chopper will head back out and we will have to wait for them to return.. We are the best of the best" The smirk fainting away as he pulled the Black hawks side panel soon open "I'll take the 50 Cal.. Let's go" With them all soon inside the chopper. [C]
xshadowxforcex: The side panel shutting and locking the Chopper was on it's away.. From the base and soon out into the open blue water the music once again playing some what loud within the chopper, Issac himself was loaded and ready to go "Bones.. If they don't listen shoot the pilots while I take care of the rest" At the moment it had been already six or so hours. The place up ahead "Let's do this" With the nod from them all the chopper was inbound for the plane "This is a restricted fly zone.. Turn around now!" The chopper pilots speaking outwards to the actual planes own pilots. [C]
xshadowxforcex: With no reposnce; Issac reaching as he thingyed back the 50 Caliber rifle at the moment it would seen on the side of the plane "Bones do your thing" He nodded his way the side panel soon open and the few shots were soon made. Both pilots dead.. The smirk along his own lips as he gave him a thumbs up "Good job" As well he let go his fingers oon curling around the trigger as the burt of ammo was soon unloaded the right wing collapsing and soon breaking away. The empty shells flying against the choppers floor "Let's land and watch this thing crash" With the laughing they took flight and landed in a open space. [C]
xshadowxforcex: The four men jumping out as they secured their own site while the Chopper soon headed back out "Watch your back and everyone else.. Let's get moving" With the quick nod they were on there way to the crash site. [E]
Christa Burgess: Margaret sat back kind of pacing back and forth with her upper body like a poor child in Romania that wanted to kill the time. She tried to remain calm by ignoring the rest of the people roaming around quickly and shouting out stuff. The Stewardesses were trying their best to keep everyone calm but it was no use. Fortunately not many people boarded Flight 250 Billion, so let's see, what are the chances of Maggie dying ? This would be something she'd be calculating in her mind to distract herself from what was going on. Imagine, Math was on her mind before a possible death. She'd be multitasking with humming the tune of London Bridges Falling Down over and over again as she made the calculation for approximately twenty people and who's going to survive ? ( C )
Christa Burgess: Well the pressure was on and Maggie had her arms wrapped around the laptop and book still moving back and forth with her upper body while sitting there nervously; "Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm..." Alright, so London Bridges Falling Down was an awful choice to hum but it was the only tune that crossed her mind in the moment strangely. It made her feel like she was ten years younger again, 4 years old, when her parents used to sing that to her often. Eventually the plane ended up on an angle no plane should ever be on; "Oh God, oh God ! We're goin' down !" ( C )
Christa Burgess: The plane wouldn't make it anywhere near the lane and instead took a horrible turn for a jungle area nearby, slashing and smashing through the trees and when the plane finally made contact with the Earth again, it would land awkwardly losing one wing first and then flip over losing the other wing. The people inside would just be tossed around like ragdolls if they weren't buckled up. Fortunately for Margaret, she was buckled up and only the impact knocked her out. This didn't leave her without markings, some scratches and a few bruises but nothing major, no broken bones or torn ligaments. Maggie was luckier than lucky only being knocked out cold before the crash came to a complete halt. What of the others was unknown, at least to her but the outcome seemed gloomy. ( C )
Christa Burgess: The plane's final spot upon crashing would be in a small swamp or what was left of it since so much of the water was slammed right out upon the trees and bushes. ( E )
Christa Burgess: Devon wasn't as scared as most people were, but she was scared, no doubt about it. Buckled safely in her seat, she knew that was the safest thing she could be right now, buckled into her seat. After all, if they crashed in the ocean, her seat would float, hopefully. However, they did not, with the rough ass landing. Knocked out with the velocity of the plane, and how hard they hit. Devon however wasn't harmed that greatly. Mostly everything around her acted as a safe barrier, in reference to the crash. It also didn't take long for her ass to wake up, soon moving around. She was sore, but no broken bones. Her clothes were splattered with mud and blood, thanks to the idiots who had been up. All of them seemed to die and well, vanish, guessing they were ejected during the crash. (C)
Christa Burgess: However, she was still worried, about the little girl. She hoped that she was smart enough to remain seated, since it seemed to work, keeping herself safe. She was alive, at least. It took her a minute to gain strength to get up, but once up, the wreckage was unbelievable. She hoped that she wasn't the only one to survive. Devon began her search, which was the only thing she could do, to find another survivor. Meanwhile, the crash didn't go unnoticed. Kenzie was at the airport, safely in a room, able to see over the island, a little, sort of. It was creepy, but she wasn't afraid. Skilled in combat, she knew with the supplies she had, she could take on anything, save for an ambush. However, she noticed the crash, but figured, no one survived. It wasn't even worth searching. (C)
Annalee Marie: However, instinct said to go check it out, but there was another noise, a chopper was close by, which really had her brain working. "What the fuck is going on?" She asked herself as she took the Barrett M107, a powerful sniper rifle, aiming it the other way. All she was doing was using the scope right now, to look on. Of course, this handy gun was her own. How she got it there was a whole different story. She was an expert in sniping. Though, she knew about mostly anything when it came to gun. "Show yourself..." She said, referring to the chopper. Questions were becoming a problem in her head, since she had no one to answer them. She was alone, for the most part, until now. Who knew about the plane and well, the chopper was another story, which she knew there were people there. (E)
xshadowxforcex: With the chopper leaving and soon out of sight the four man group made it's way towards the crash site.. The soft sigh escaping his own lips as they ventured out into the open field. "What a day" One of the guys soon spoke up as each of them watched each others back.. The loud roar soon escaping one of the creatures mouth echoed for miles along the island. Issac's hues grew more wider as he let a deeper sigh escape his lips "Shit" Pausing lightly as he moved his own weapon up; safety off and the butt of the rifle against his right shoulder. "We have to get going now!" With him soon screaming out he darted off into the forest through the thick grass of the plains "This is bad.. We have to get into cover" With everyone soon freaking out Issac was already ahead. [C]
xshadowxforcex: Thinking about his own life and the life of his own team "Come on.. Before it gets to late" Yelling out once more as he moved right into the forest sweeping back around to crouch down. While the rest of the team moved swiftly along the plains.. His eye looking through the scope. "Why today.. What the fuck did I do to deserve this punishment" Speaking out towards himself.. Each member tagging his right shoulder with them all there they soon moved out. "Come on.. We don't much daylight left" Pulling out a map from before as well a compact flashlight "Okay.. We are here" Pausing slightly as he looked around with them all crouching against the ground. [C]
xshadowxforcex: "We need to move along the along the secondary tour route once we hit there cross over and head over to the crash site" He nodded gently as looked around "Got that" With everyone soon nodded they were off. From the heli pad to the secondary tour route slowly making their way towards the crash site. [E]
Christa Burgess: Maggie's sorry ass was still under the heavy condition of being unconscious. Her physical status was mostly alright though, still quite healthy. Aside from a few scratches and a couple of bruises, she was able to move perfectly fine. The air was getting thin and her seat was thankfully close to a giant hole in the plane that lead to what was left of the swamp. She eventually came to but felt very unaware of what happened other than quite simply a plane crash. The seat was out of position on a strange angle but she could see clearly outside at the water of the swamp. It wasn't a pretty site considering there were corpses lying around; "Ww-well..." Maggie managed to make a word trying to shake off the major knocking in her head. ( C )
Christa Burgess: Her vision seemed to be okay but the daylight was almost gone and the only pleasant thing left that she could see from her seat was frogs jumping around and making noise with ribbitting. Blood was everywhere though and certainly on her pants. It took her a while before she could find a solution for her situation. Knowing that she obviously had to get out of there, Maggie unbuckled the seatbelt. As soon as doing so, and due to being on an awkward angle out of place, her body dropped to hit the bottom of the plane; "Ow !" On the other hand, this knock woke her up more instead. It was as though she had a narrator in her head telling her "Okay, Margaret, this is it. This is for AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLL the marbles. You've got to use your brain more than you've ever used before." ( C )
Christa Burgess: Shortly, Margaret came to and realize the disturbing image around her. There was no time to be revolted by it. Now it was all about survival and trying to find help as soon as possible. First thing was first, check for any survivors; "Hello ?? Anybody out there ??" Promptly after calling that out, she heard a very unusual roar; "Well, something is definitely out there...just maybe not what I wanted to be out there." She said sarcastically making her way out kicking debris out of her way and then plop right into the swamp. If any crocodiles or alligators were in it, they'd have been already killed or escaped very quickly. Swish-swoosh through the water; "Helloooooooo ??" ( E )
Annalee Marie: Kenzie soon had her sight fixed on the chopper, but was too late. It seemed the men were already out of the stupid thing. "Fuck..." She swore to herself as she repositioned back to the crash site, now trying to find any survivors, however the roar kind of spooked her. "Shut the fuck up..." She said to herself, referring to the roar. "Stupid dinosaurs." She huffed out as she continued her scout for anyone. Surely, the men were probably there to search for survivors, but that was kind of quick, plane crashes and instantly rescue comes. Where was rescue when she got here? Kenzie continued searching, while Devon was still searching for survivors. Her luck soon came, hearing a voice, after the loud ass roar. It didn't sound good at all and whatever it was, sounded big. (C)
Annalee Marie: Devon began her small trek torwards the voice, soon finding that it was the girl, who she saw before they boarded the plane. "Thank god." She thought to herself as she made her way through the swamp and mud to the girl, "Are you okay?" Her first words were to the girl. She looked okay, save for the stained blood, though she had that also. Devon was covered in dirt and mud. Her attire was ruined, yet safely on her still. Her cleavage, covered in mud. (E)
xshadowxforcex: The continued hiking through the slightly dense forest.. The open patches above them slowly faded away the sunlight the soft sigh escaping Issac's lips as he continued to head fourth towards the site. The situation at hand wasn't a problem yet they had over a mile and a half to get to the crash site.. And night was the most dangerous time to be wandering around. The birds among the forest ended up silent.. Issac soon holding back his own group as he crouched within the bush.. the sounds of the rustling bush his gun once again pointed forward. Moving forward as he seen the group of compies the sigh escaping his lips "Let's move" He nodded back as they switch to night vision. [C]
xshadowxforcex: The group of four men continued forth the secondary tour route.. Slowly each of them within the 360 degree motion "Do you think there are any survivors?" The quick question soon escaping Bones lips. With the simple shrug everyone else was silent.. Another loud roar escaping through the forest once again.. The birds escaping the terror as they moved to a different location. "What the fuck was that?" Ghost soon spoke as he quickly turned around.. soon enough he went into panic gun shots being fired.. In all directions "Bones shut him up" Issac soon enough speaking. Crouching down once again as he waited for his team mate to be calmed down.. Bones himself got Ghost into a sleeper hold, his arms around his neck as he slowly calmed him down. [C]
xshadowxforcex: They were already a good distance from the Heli pad above them another field.. Yet a small building more or so the Airplane strip "Move to that location.." With the quick nod. The night life began to stir up the sky above clear and smooth.. The bright full moon shinning soon brightly above them all. "Secure the sight.. We will camp out here for the mean time and get our surrounding straight" With Issac soon speaking and them moving into the location of the Airstrip. His foot soon bashing open the door the four man group.. Moved like silently and cautious "Is anyone here?" With his doubt it was his job to make sure "Clear" With Ghost speaking the continued to search the small building. [E]
Christa Burgess: Margaret trailed through the swamp but there wasn't much of it. She thought it'd be best to stick around however in case anybody might've seen the plane crash, that and survivors. It wasn't until nearing the end of the swamp around eighty metres away from the crash site, Maggie met up with someone else who was covered in some mud and blood. It was a young woman, no older than 25 but Maggie wasn't sure. One thing that was for sure was that the woman just had to be in the plane. She eyes the woman puzzly yet still glared up; "Hey !" It wasn't a Hey that one would great someone else with, it would be a Hey as in thank goodness. She saw the woman approach her through the then reduced swamp; "Yeah, I'm alright, but I want to get out of this swamp." ( C )
Christa Burgess: Maggie brought upon a distinct smile but it was difficult to show any kind of happiness after what just happened. However, the surroundings that was clearly jungle land proved to be an area with an extreme amount of frogs. Unlike most girls, Margaret liked frogs. Of course, she liked all living breathing creatures no matter how rejected they were; "Were you in the crash, are you the only other survivor ?" She asked concerning to the woman before her. ( E )
Annalee Marie: Kenzie kept her attention clear at the moment, though she knew that she was beginning to hear voices and well, gunshots soon. "Shit..." She said, soon moving back to the window she was, peering through the scope to finally spot the men. They were headed her way and actually, they were soon right there at the building she was held up in. She was up the stairs, so when she heard the door bash open, she knew she had time. Two pistols were soon erected from the waist of her pants, which were black combat pants. So, she had two pistols aimed at her door, so all she knew it was a matter of time before she had someone bust that open. She wasn't going to figure, but she sure as well wasn't going to lose her ground. This had to be the safest play at the moment to be. (C)
Annalee Marie: "I swear, any fucking dinosaurs come here, I'll shoot them all." She said to herself as she kept aim at the door, waiting for someone to bust it open. Meanwhile, Devon would nod to the girl, "Yeah, I think we're the only survivors." She said, soon grabbing the girl's arm and pulling her out of the swamp. It was probably harder for her to get through the mud, than Devon. Being older, probably gave her more strength. Devon wasn't rough, either, giving her time to get out. Once on solid ground, Devon looked around. "Um, I don't know where we should go. I wonder if we're far from an airport, cause I'm guessing we missed the landing lane or whatever." She said, shrugging her shoulders before looking back down to the girl, "Are you sure you're okay?" She asked again. (E)
xshadowxforcex: With the single door ahead.. And them crouching down along the inner side of the building within their own positions. "Open and clear; flash bang" He nodded as Bones tossed him a simple flash grenade "Cover your eyes" They were speaking within a low tone.. With them positioned outside of the single room. His back against the wall as he reached down to twist the knob slowly opening it as the pin of the grenade was pulled and tossed to the side. It was quickly thrown and the door held shut tightly... The large flash coming after wards the group of men soon storming within the medium size room their guns drawn to see the single woman there. "Drop your weapons!" Issac voice soon shouted out as the secured that room as well "Name yourself and the reason why you are here?" [C]
xshadowxforcex: The curious question he soon asked as they held her at gun point "This is a restricted island" Pausing slightly as he started to think "Are you with the plane crash?" The next question came after that.. The soft sigh escaping his lips as he stepped forward "I repeat.. Drop your weapons and no one will get hurt" As forth he waited for her to follow his own command. [E]
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 7:16:21 PM): "I don't know where we should go either but I can tell you one thing...I really doubt we're anywhere near the landing lane. Generally, if you see frogs in their natural habitat like this, it means we're quite far from other people. It's true that we can find frogs in cities and such but they're different frogs...and Miss, believe me, there are many different kinds of frogs." Margaret blabbed on but kept her explanation clear enough for anybody to understand it. She was pulled out of the swamp which lead Maggie to smacking and slapping off excessive mud on her bottom wear; "Damn it ! I like these sneakers too !" ( C )
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 7:16:30 PM): She tried knocking off as much mud as possible from herself, especially on her sneakers but then she'd see blood stains on them. As of for her tops being a dark pink one, short sleeve, with white dots, it managed to stay intact except for a slight rip on the left side of the torso. The white tanktop under was just fine but the bottom end of it had blood stains. Her headband, some would still call a bandana (but for girls), was seemingly okay; "Yeah..." She mentioned in a disappointed way still thinking about her shoes; "...I'm alright. Thanks for checking up on me for the second time." Ending that off with a grin; ( C )
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 7:16:47 PM): "So...I guess we don't have many choices. We could either stay here and wait for help, that being said hopefully someone noticed the crash since we were shot down or we can proceed on foot in one direction and keep heading that way until we run into some sort of civilization. You're older and wiser, Miss, I think it's best you decide for us." Maggie tried to pep up as she looked up to the around 10 years older looking gal; "By the way, my name is Margaret. It's nice to meet you...even if it's not so nice like this, if you know what I mean." Maggie carried on curling up a smirk afterwords. ( E )
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 7:26:37 PM): Kenzie heard the footsteps, but not the voices, however when the door opened and the flashbang thrown in, she knew exactly what it was, covering her eyes and facing away. So, she wasn't effected by the flashbang. So, when the door was reopened, she still had her guns pointed at them and soon at the men. "How about, you shut up. I'm guessing you boys are military or something. Back in the states, I'd listen, but we are not in the states, so I do not have to listen to you. I figure, I could kill you all, if I wanted to, but see, I just want off this damn island. No, I'm not with the plane. I've been here for a week and I'm fucking tired of it. I have enough food and supplies to last probably another two weeks, but I'm ready to go home now." She said, keeping her weapons aimed. (C)
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 7:29:28 PM): Kenzie looked at all the men, but kept her eyes on Isaac, "Why don't you state your purpose hear? I find it weird, plane crashes and not a second later, you boys are already landed. I'm guessing you were the cause for plane to go down." She said, biting her lower lip some, bored rather, but this was fun. Kenzie did soon withdraw her weapons, only to be put into the waist of her pants once again. She grabbed her rifle, her Barrett M107. "Anyways, I'm not here to be given orders. This was not my ideal for a vacation." She spoke, soon walking to the door, closing it. "Now, as I see it, you're on my turf. So, you either get those guns out of my face, or get out of this room. I haven't had any trouble yet and I don't plan on having any." She spoke, those being her final words. (C)
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 7:31:20 PM): She went to a desk and sat. Meanwhile, Devon was glad she was okay, Maggie. "I'm Devon." She said, finally introducing herself. "I ask twice, cause I'm a medical assistant, or well, a nurse let's put it. So, I can help you if you're not feeling okay or whatever." She said, but the girl was right, there wasn't a landing strip near by, or well, couldn't be. It was too, well, crowded. "Well, we need to find a safe place, cause whatever that loud roar was, it wasn't human and didn't sound too friendly for it being something small." She said, soon looking around for a moment. She really didn't care about the mud right now, nor Maggie's complaining about her shoes. They had bigger things to worry about. (E)
xshadowxforcex (12/2/2008 7:57:38 PM): Issac laughed.. With his gun still drawn all of them towards her own figure his deep amber hues looked through the night vision goggles. "Who are you to be giving us orders; Missy" Speaking out as he rasied his goggled onto his own forehead "Looking around within the four man group the simple shake of his own head as he shifted his sight back her way. "Well then.. Technically this isn't your turf" He nodded gently as he continued to look her own way.. Soon enough setting his own M16 rifle along his chest "Stand down" He soon spoke out while the others followed "That would be classified information.. And this here turf belongs to the United States Military and InGen Corporation" [C]
xshadowxforcex (12/2/2008 8:03:12 PM): Pausing slightly as he scratched his own chin "So technically you would be on are turf.. Though that's not the issue at the moment; boys.. Secure the area" Pausing lightly as he looked towards Ghost "Man the roof" He nodded as they moved out.. surrounding the actual building itself. Pulling out the map once again he unrolled it across the desk as well the compact flashlight "We are here.. The crash site is no more then a few miles maybe a day and a half" Pausing once again as he rolled his finger along the map "If you want to survive and actually get out alive.. You will follow my orders.. Do you hear me?" The curious question as he rolled the map back up. Another roar soon escaping through the forest as he let the soft sigh escape his own lips [C]
xshadowxforcex (12/2/2008 8:05:09 PM): "Besides.. With the creatures out there you wouldnt be able to survive out on your own within the wild.. I know what's out there but that's all up to you" With the simple nod. Looking back at her he shrugged and moved on towards the outside looking around as he raised his M16 up once again. [E
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 8:05:37 PM): Maggie took a look around only to see the density of the jungle but suddenly there would be this loud russling coming from a particular row of trees. Whatever was making the trees move must've been strong because trees don't ever move that easily unless there's a hurricane. She eyed the spot; "Well..." Maggie said worriedly with a pause; "...I'm glad to hear that because if we get hurt..." Another pause in which Maggie tugged on Devon's closest arm to turn the woman towards the location of the sound and facing it; "...we'll need all the help we can get." ( C )
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 8:05:38 PM): Ending off by using her other hand in a shush gesture before pointing to the movement of the trees. Soon enough a rather large yet narrow head would pop through a couple of the rowed trees looking at the two for a moment before making a very loud roar. Maggie shook her head; "Yeah, something tells me that, which looks like a Baryonyx, isn't very amused with us being here. No, mm-mm, no." ( E )
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 8:14:12 PM): Kenzie shook her head some at the man. "Look, I don't care who's turf this is. Obviously, the U.S. wasn't doing a good job, cause look at what is roaming freely out there. This is the safest place to be. I have forty shells for this baby and another eighty at the lodge, but I'm not going back there, though I would think, that would be another safe place." She said before watching him unroll the map. She'd let him speak before she finally was able to talk. "I was safe, until your asses showed up and busted in. I'm sure by now, we have predators as we speak near. Anyways, north is the direction you want to go. That's where the wreck is. I'm guessing, by the distance, they crashed either in the swamp or near it." She said, pointing on the map near the crash site. (C)
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 8:18:05 PM): "Now, if you want to survive, I suggest being nice. I'm sure your guns could take down a raptor, pretty good, maybe something a little bigger. But, when you come in contact with a Rex, I'm your best bet. My shells are bigger. I can shoot five at a time before reloading and if I get the head, it's all I need." She said, giving her gun a small pat. Meanwhile, Devon would nod her head at Maggie. "Well, if it's just us and we find a safe place, we won't need to worry...." She was cut off, soon looking dead straight. "Dino...saur..." She whispered, not even able to believe what the hell she was saying. "What do we do...." And yet, she didn't even wait for an answer, grabbing Maggie's arm and beginning to run the opposite direction. She wasn't even going to bother looking behind.(E)
xshadowxforcex (12/2/2008 8:33:38 PM): "For starters" Pausing lightly as another roar soon escaped through out the forest.. Look her way once again "You know nothing about this island and what InGen was trying to do" With the simple shake of his own head he let the soft sigh escape his lips the men within his own group he seen running away from the building. "What the fuck" Soon enough the pack of velicoraptors swiftly ran behind them.. A group of six or seven of them. The scream that soon echoed along the area was from up above and the vibrations that came from underneath. "Shit" He started to think "Why both?" The heavy sigh escaping his own lips as he pushed himself out of the building.. His rifle aimed and ready taking a few shoots of the group of velicoraptors. [C]
xshadowxforcex (12/2/2008 8:37:17 PM): Bones lower half soon enough falling to the ground.. Blood splattered against his own clothing and the walls around him "We have to move.. Come on" Yelling out her way as he ran yet stopped at the same time. His thinking from before "Don't come out.. He can't see you if your standing still.. By all means if you kill him I will kill you" His narrow stare her way he meant his words clearly. "What do do about them.. They are pack hunters one of the smartest creatures out here at the moment.. Fuck we have to run" Looking back her way as he let the sigh soon escape his lips. Ghost was soon dead as well the other crew member; already three of his men were dead "Who ever you are" Yelling out her way as he grabbed her wrist "Move.. We need to go now!" [C]
xshadowxforcex (12/2/2008 8:38:33 PM): His voice yelling over the second roar that actual Trex.. Pulling her along the plains as they were soon after the larger carnavore the fight breaking out as cursed to himself "Never again" Pausing lightly as he spoke to himself "Why did I have to come back here" With the sigh escaping afterwards he pulled her along the plains and soon back into the forest. [E]
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 8:38:55 PM): "Yeah, and we better find a safe place fast ! WhoOOa !" Maggie was nodding her head very quickly with a fearful glare in her eyes. This was no ordinary animal or reptile or insect. Lo and behold, a great big dinosaur. She's read up on them in books but seeing one live, no, and she knew they were creatures never to be encountered with, EVER. Their overall behavior would make them impossible to train. As Margaret finished what she said, her then partner in survival, Devon thought that running would be a great idea. Well, according to what Maggie knew about dinosaurs, the idea of running is a yes and no result. Yes if one is lucky and No because they can run faster. ( C )
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 8:38:57 PM): Fortunately for the two who were now in the process of sprinting away, they had trees to get in the way of the Baryonyx's sight. Another thing that bettered out for the couple of survivors so far was that they were a lot smaller and can zip and zoom around trees plenty easier. The two hadn't the slightest clue where they were going, not the direction, not even if where their next destination would be safe or safer. All the two knew in the moment was run from the dinosaur chasing. Even creepier along the way, the two eventually hit open grass lands but still quite dirty with several boulders sitting around. ( C )
Christa Burgess (12/2/2008 8:39:09 PM): Over there after using up so much stamina from running away and managing to get out of the Baryonyx's sight, they found in the distance a couple of Dilophosauruses who thankfully hadn't noticed them yet. At this point the two had stopped and stood there very quietly. Maggie nudged Devon giving hand signals pointing to her eyes and then directing them towards a big boulder nearby. There would be another perpendicular to it as well. Maggie went for one stealthfully, hiding behind it. ( E )
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 9:13:40 PM): Kenzie rolled her eyes a little at the man, still not knowing his name, but it was almost too late to introduce themselves as she heard noise, noise that wasn't good. She watched him go outside, shooting a few arounds while she was straping her sniper rifle to her, just incase it was time to run. She grabbed her bag, as well, which was filled with her ammunition. "Shit..." She said, that being her last word before she was pulled along, soon running. She'd let them waste ammunition, though she soon found a M16 on the ground and well, a body as well. "Gross." She said as she grabbed the gun quickly while running. Well, she stopped a moment, feeling the pocket, grabbing the two clips of whatever man had and ran again with the other man, the head of them. (C)
Annalee Marie (12/2/2008 9:17:35 PM): Meanwhile, Devon and Maggie were soon free of the one dinosaur, but soon had two in front of them, or well, a few. However, they were a bit away and had yet to notice the two of them. In her mind, she was wanting to be home right now. Devon wanted to scream, but held that urge in, knowing it would alert every damn dinosaur on the island, probably. Once hidden behind the wrong, she took a slow deep breath, keeping it quiet. She was just thankful that she was still alive. But, it didn't mean they were out of harms way. Looking down, she saw her blood stained clothes and soon figured, that was also something they needed to get rid of, their blood stained clothes. "Shit." She thought, figuring this was also something that was attractiving the meat eaters. (E)