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Post by Ahelos on Oct 9, 2006 11:07:15 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]Jeremy, Rose [his wife] and thier three kids, John [17], Samuel [15] and Peter [11] were all on a boat on their way to America. However they got stuck in a storm which made thier boat crash into a load of rocks. They could see a island so made a raft and went over to the island. All the crew is dead to thier knowledge. The island seems deserted. The sand is a golden yellow, the water a royal curvious blue, palm trees and coconut trees everywhere. The sun beating down on the warm sand. The family have started to make themselves a home out of the resources they can find... They also have all the things which floated adrift to land and what they took from the ship by thier raft later on...[/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]carry on the story from there![/glow][/b]
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Post by Ceri on Oct 9, 2006 21:10:55 GMT
John had nearly reached the top of the tree. It was swaying slightly in the wind, and he gripped the trunk tightly. He glanced down; Peter was just a few feet below him, and Samuel watching with both feet firmly on the ground. "See anything?" he called through cupped hands. "Not yet," Peter shouted back. John gritted his teeth and edged upwards until his head poked out through the branches, and he could see the sun again. The brothers had decided that this was the tallest tree on this side of the island, and wondered if they could see land from the top. While their parents were gathering food and rebuilding the shelter after the previous night's storm, together they set out 'exploring'. John shielded his eyes with one hand and looked out. He could see the sandy beach on one side of the island but the other side was hidden in the trees. As far as he could see in any direction was plain, sparkling water. It would have been inspiring, but all that it inspired in John was desperate homesickness. Samuel and Peter seemed so strong, he thought, so determined to get along on the island, and he'd vowed to himself not to show how longing he was for their school, for his girlfriend, for home. "See anything?" Peter called up, bringing John back to reality. "Nope," he replied, scanning the sea again. "Nothing at all?" "Water," John admitted. "Anything?" Samuel called from the ground. "No," Peter said. "Sam, I'm coming down..." He began to edge down the tree again. "John, come on!" John took one last look at the sea and sighed. Maybe they'd never get home. Trying to hide his sadness he followed his brother to the ground.
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Post by trip on Oct 10, 2006 17:20:11 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]the red burns my eyes tasj [/glow] garath had watched the ship pass in the night, he saw it wreck upon the wrocks and he felt even more suicidal now, it had been 3 years since he had been washed up on the shore and had started living in hell. each day for him was balzing heat, cold nights and starving periods lasting weeks.
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Post by Ceri on Oct 11, 2006 5:09:00 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]Who's Garath?[/glow]
The three boys made their way through the woods back towards the beach. It was another hot evening, same as always. Once onto the soft sand of the beach it was a case of wandering down to the little shelter where their parents were waiting for them. Jeremy cast another handful of kindling into the flames and sat back from the fire, checking his watch. It read 5:04. It had to be much later than five o'clock, he thought, but it could have been the time difference between England and wherever they were now. Rose came and sat beside him. "Where are the boys?" "Probably on their way back," Jeremy said, putting an arm around his wife. She huddled up to him, gazing into the fire. "What are we going to do, J?" she asked miserably.
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Post by ineedspellcheck on Oct 11, 2006 18:31:02 GMT
[glow=red,2,300]LOl this seems familier... the robinsons i think it was called. or something like that. gareth is a new charcter mike has made up.[/glow]
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