forum Plane Crash RP - New and Improved Version!

Started April 03, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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(My character is Dara. She's short and curvy, with dark skin and eyes. Her hair is large and curly and dyed reddish brown. She has a chemical burn on her hand and wears a old fraying wristband on her wrist. She's awkward and introverted, and her thoughts move very quickly. She has trouble explaining things to others and she thinks she's the smartest in the room at all times. She's bursting with random facts and loves science and research, and she is usually smiling. She also has social anxiety. –Copied from last RP okay here we go!)

Dara groaned, the sound of the sea and the panicked screams crashing in her ears. She felt horribly dizzy. Where was she? Her lab? She pushed herself up and opened her eyes, biting her tongue to keep from crying out. Her chest constricted. Her side felt horrible –maybe a broken rib?–, she couldn't breathe, and her head was spinning. Where the hell was she? What happened?

(Also, self advertising, I know, but I need people to join my rp, it's currently titled as: Magic Academy Roleplay! Please join! All are welcome! I really need people to join, I'm lonely!)

(Please, anyone?)

(Also, self advertising, I know, but I need people to join my rp, it's currently titled as: Magic Academy Roleplay! Please join! All are welcome! I really need people to join, I'm lonely!)

(Please, anyone?)

(since we've started maybe u shouldn't advertise here anymore? I might join but I'm in so many roleplays lol)

Robin tried to free his leg again, wincing as he received failure and a sharp jab of pain. His leg was probably fractured, and he was lucky to have received only that from a plane crash. Well, that was all he currently knew of. He felt a wetness on the side of his face and put his hand to it. When he drew it away, his palm was red. Robin's pulse quickened even more and he looked around for someone, anyone. "Help!"

Mihaka heard a young boy yelling.

Someone screamed for help. A girl? No, it must have been a kid. Dara shoved herself to her feet, forcing herself not to fall. She felt like she was going to throw up or pass out –but if there was a kid…she wasn't about to lay back and do nothing. "Hello? Are you okay?" she called out.

"H-hello? Who's there?" Robin tried to move the metal again. It scraped against his leg, leaving a shallow gash there that started to bleed. He grimaced and left the metal alone for the time being.

Dara spotted him. He was trapped underneath the wreckage of the plane. So their plane really had crashed. The thought sent panic snaking up her spine, but she forced it down. She hurried to him, crouching nearby. "Hey, hi, it's okay," she managed to say, her voice strained. He was so young. "My name's Dara. It's going to be alright. Are you in pain?"

Mihaka ran, unsure what to think.

He nodded shakily. "The… t-the metal is stuck on my leg. I-I don't think it's broken, just… just fractured. I couldn't get it off… i-it just cut my leg when I tried.." He looked down at the blood on his hand, in a state of disbelief.

"That's okay, I've got you now," she comforted with an awkward smile. "Just try and stay calm. What's your name?" She reached for the metal on his legs but thought better of it. She wasn't strong, either. Hopefully someone more capable would help.

"M-my name is Robin. Robin Jones. H-have you seen my parents?" Robin looked around nervously, hoping to see someone or something he recognized.

"Oh um, not yet," Dara replied, "haven't seen anyone really. I'm sure they're around."

Robin nodded, trying to push the metal away again. He couldn't figure out exactly what part of the metal was elongating the gash on his leg, but whatever it was, it was very painful.

Fin managed to get up and limp to the plane. “Hello?” He called out. “Is anyone there?” (I’m glad I get to be Fin again)

"Keep still," she instructed, laying a hand on his arm. "We'll find someone to help."

"Who's that? Hello?" Robin drew his hands away from the metal and looked for the source of the voice.

(Sorry I was working on homework lol)

Fin trudged back through the gaping hole from where he had left. Once he was inside, he saw a girl helping a young boy stuck under a chunk of metal. He hurried over to them. “Oh jeez, let me help you guys out,” Fin exclaimed, then assisted in lifting the piece of junk.

"T-thank you, sir." Robin moved his leg out of the way, wincing. His jeans were now soaked in blood, but that was the least of his worries. He was fairly sure he wouldn't be able to walk.

(don't apologize lol I should probably be doing homework too)
"Thanks," Dara breathed, inspecting Robin's wound. It wasn't too deep, but it could easily get infected. She was going to need a first aid kit. Glancing back up at Fin, she tried a smile. "I'm Dara by the way."

Fin stuck out his hand. “I’m Fin, nice to meet you,” he introduced himself. Looking around, he continued, “We should probably get our suitcases and get out of here before the whole thing collapses.”

Dara glanced at the blood on her hands. "Um. Nice too meet you to. I'd shake your hand, but that's…kind of gross." She breathed a shaky laugh. "Robin, will you be okay here while we go find suitcases and supplies?"

Robin tried to stand up, leaning against what was left of the walls of the plane and making sure not to put weight on his injured leg. The wall crumbled behind him and he almost fell out. He grabbed onto the sturdier parts of the wall with his hands, his upper body strength the only thing preventing him from falling into the water.

He pulled himself into the plane and sat on the floor, out of breath. He nodded to let them know he had heard and focused on trying to find a way to stop himself from bleeding from wherever he was bleeding. All he knew was that his leg and head were bleeding.