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Post by Leslie on Nov 2, 2011 18:02:10 GMT -5
Luchino just stopped talking to him. At the second, rougher turbulance, he started to get worried and held his armrests kind of hard. It getting so cloudy was weird too, but he didn't think much of it.
Jenna was worried now, with the rougher turbulance. She grabbed the seat armrests tightly. Her mom gently put her hand on her daughters and said, "Everything will be fine. It's just turbulance".
"What makes you say that?" She said, "You don't know".
Her mom just sighed.
"I know, right? I know some people use it to calm themselfs down for certain reasons, but still. 14 and having an addiction? Well, some addictions make sense, like sugar addiction make sense. I've had that myself" She said with a sigh. "I wonder what her problem is" She said. "I wish I could help her somehow..." She said with a sigh. "Really? Damn, that is ridicilious" She said, shaking her head. At the second turbulance she looked worried now, but was staying hopeful, "There's probably just bad radar signals out here and the clouds are bringing rough turbulance".
Suddenly the plane made a violent jolt downwards and it continued to point downwards. It was heading straight for the ground, or more like the ocean according to the radar, at very high speeds. There were screams coming from the plane all over the place, including from Abby. Jenna was tense, but otherwise suprisingly calm. Luchino felt like he was about ready to have a heart attack. It was also shaking back and forth like crazy as it pointed towards the ground. The pilot shouted into the comms, "We are going down. We are going down! I have lost full control of the plane, and our plane has no damage to it!".
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Post by Edenecho on Nov 2, 2011 18:05:22 GMT -5
At first Simon's eyes widened when the plane started going down, but then he closed his eyes, shockingly clam and relaxed. He seemed relieved at the idea of an end, and welcomed it.
{Makayla}
Makayla was as tense as she could be, her mouth open in a soundless scream as she clutched her Brother's hand.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Nov 2, 2011 18:23:00 GMT -5
Alan nodded grimly and said "I think we should outlaw drugs for everyone." he laughed when she said sugar addictions and said "Cafine for me. Both are very understandable." he shrugged "Who knows, probably nicotine or alcohol." he nodded and joked "Hey maybe if we crash." he nodded "I altered shipping to make it cheaper but it would have cost a lot." he looks around with the turbulence and hugs his bag close to him looking slightly frightened. He screamed as they jolted down, he looked terrified as the pilot announced they were going down and amazingly stopped screaming. He looked at Abby and said surprisingly calmly "It was nice meeting you, see you on the other side." he then quickly kissed her wanting to experience that one last time before his death.
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Post by Leslie on Nov 2, 2011 18:40:51 GMT -5
Luchino shut it eyes, knowing that this was likely the end. I mean, they are crashing into the water! It's almost impossible to get out of a plane as it's drowning unless it splits open.
Leslie held his sisters hand firmly and said, "Just think of the quickest way to get out of here when we go under". He really couldn't hold his breath very long underwater, so he was likely screwed. Even she was likely screwed.
Jenna shut her eyes and fought her thoughts of welcoming the crash. She had a mixture of wanting to just crash and wanting to live longer, mainly so all these innocent people didn't need to die just because she wanted to.
Abby nodded in agreement, "Yeah, unless it's used for medical purposes". "Bleh, I hate coffee" She said, sticking her tongue out, then realized something, "Oh, you said caffeine, not technically coffee...". She sighed, "A 14-year old having a drinking addiction is almost worse then a nicotine addiction". When the plane started to barrel towards earth at high speeds, she said, "Maybe if we crash?! I think we are going to crash!". She let out another scream and tightly clambed her hand down on the armrest. She was suprised to hear the guy sitting next to her scream too. She turned to him when he turned to face her and said, "It was nice meeting you too", right as he kissed her. She went wide-eyed, but didn't seem to think much of it, likely because there was more important issues to deal with.
The plane was continuing to barrel towards the earth. Suddenly at about 5,000 feet above the impact area, the back of the plane ripped clean off. Abby let out a quick "What in the?!" before the plane smashed into the ground hard. Not water, but ground. The back of the plane smashed into the ground a little ways down the beach from the front of the plane, also equally hard. There was smoke in the air, sand flying everywhere, fires, metal everywhere, dead people, and so on.
The pilot saw the ground right before they crashed and went "WHAT THE", since he just checked the radar and there was no land. He quickly died on impact.
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Post by Edenecho on Nov 2, 2011 18:48:36 GMT -5
Simon let out what sounded like a sigh of relief, right before the back of the plane came off, he didn't really have much time to respond before the plane hit the ground, and he was knocked out. The plane was trashed in the crash, and when Simon came-to a bit later, he was surprised to find himself outside of the plane, in the sand, along with a bunch of other, dead, people. He was to shocked to fain pain, but he knew all was not well by the raspy gasps that were his breath.
{Makayla}
Makayla closed her eyes just before hitting the ground, and for once in her life, a scream exaped her. She hadn't even known she knew how to scream, but she did anyway. She was quickly knocked out in the impact.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Nov 2, 2011 18:53:36 GMT -5
Alan looked at her and sat back knowing the end was right ahead of them he smiled at her and his last words were "I'm glad I got to kiss someone with my last act." he felt the incredible impact as they hit land and blacked out for a few minutes.
He woke suddenly in the dark and unbuckled himself and picked up his bag. He felt a pain in his arm and said "I must have hurt it in my sleep." he apparently thought he was dreaming and walked toward the front of plane picking up a small bottle of vodka on the side. He triped over dead body and realised that there was a large chunk of plane that somehow got stuck in his arm. He kept wandering toward the cockpit looking for the sky marshal for a gun.
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Post by Leslie on Nov 2, 2011 19:08:27 GMT -5
The impact of the plane crashing was so hard that Abby was no longer in her seat. Somehow, like Simon, she was thrown from the plane. Instantly in the impact she was knocked out cold and was just laying on the beach, freely bleeding in multiple spots. In her stomach was a sharp, big peice of metal sticking out. Amazingly it hit nothing overly important and she was still breathing just barely, but she was still knocked out.
Jenna managed to stay in her seat through the impact, but her seat didn't manage to stay in it's position. Her seat was wasted, but suprisingly she was still sitting on the chair even though her buckle was cleanly cut from a sharp peice of metal that gashed her leg. She was knocked out for a bit, but managed to wake up fairly quick to see her mom next to her, dead. She let out a gasp and started shouting, "Mom! Mom! Please wake up! Don't do this to me. Mom!", while shaking her mom. She started to burst out into tears while multiple parts of her were freely breathing. She was almost tempted to grab a sharp peice of shrapnel and just stab it into her heart, killing herself and acting as if she was one of the many, many dead people. Nobody would even think anything of it. Eventually she decided the survivers might need her and she stepped out into the isle, or what remained of it, climbing over a bunch of broken metal and such, quite painfully. Her leg was already going cold from the wounds.
Luchino was miracously not knocked out. He noticed the man sitting next to him was thrown from the plane, yet he was still in the plane. It was always confusing how things happened in flights, and also amazing how some people survived. It didn't mean he wasn't injured. His arm felt broken to him and it was bleeding badly, plus multiple other areas on him. His muscles protested him getting up, but he managed to stand up and weakly walk, crawl, and whatever else was requires to get out of the plane. Parts of the plane were still falling, and he saw a surviver crushed by a peice of the plane falling apart.
The pilot was dead instantly, his parts and everything pretty much splattering all over the cockpit. If there was a cockpit.
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Post by Edenecho on Nov 2, 2011 19:16:20 GMT -5
Simon laid on the beach gasping, his vission blury and eevery breath painfull. After a bit he managed to focus...and noticed a piece of metal sticking out of his chest. It had barely misses his heart. He groaned. Why? he thought,why couldn't I just die?!
[Makayla]
Makayla woke up, still in the plane. She looked over at Leslie, noticing he was knocked out, but alive. She unfastened them both and then dragged him out of the plane, noticing it was falling apart. She wasn't badly hurt, but was still very sore.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Nov 2, 2011 19:20:17 GMT -5
Alan looked over the dead bodies and say a man with a badge. He crawled over a dead person and uncliped his ankle pistol. He pulled up his own pant leg and attached it sticking the extra clips in his pocket. He crawled back and saw an old woman gasping with a peace of metal through her chest, he walked over to her and held her hand, it was clear she was going to die he quickly reached up with a shard of metal staring her in the neck to sever her spine. He stood back up and tossed himself against the door to the cockpit. He tossed himself against it a dozen times before it broke in. He looked over the cockpit and threw up at the sight of it. He leaned over and pressed numerous buttons to shut down all systems. He turned around and reached under a console and grabed both a pistol and a fare gun along with ammo for both.
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Post by Leslie on Nov 2, 2011 19:28:48 GMT -5
Abby continued to lay on the beach, bleeding freely and likely on the verge of dieing if nobody saved her somehow. The metal was obviously still in her. She was still knocked out.
Jenna managed to stumble out onto the beach and the scene outside wasn't any prettier then the scene inside. There were people laying everywhere and the back of the plane was smashed into the ground a ways away from the main part of the plane. She was overwhelmed and didn't know what to do. The first thing she thought of was to check peoples pulses on the ground, so she painfully went around checking everyones pulse. The adrenaline was keeping it from hurting as bad as she'd expect.
Luchino also managed to get outside, but quickly decided he'd go back inside to see if he could find any survivers. He saw a young girl dragging her brother out of the plane and said, "Let me help you".
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Post by Edenecho on Nov 2, 2011 19:33:26 GMT -5
Simon laid there, gasping and staring up at the sky, cursing whatever force controled his life. The pain and suffering he'd indured over his short life was enough to drive anyone to the edge, and yet, even in a crash like this, he couldn't find an end. It was then that he realized something. He could think. For the first time in years, his mind wasn't plauged my sensless, violent, spinning thoughts. He wanted to help, but he found he couldn't move, he was so weak.
{Makayla}
Makayla was panting by the time Luchino came across her. She nodded,"He's not as light as he looks," She said.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Nov 2, 2011 19:36:34 GMT -5
Alan was getting weaker and he mentaly crossed off 'Obtain weapons' from his survival list. He stumbled outside after geting two first aid kits and more vodka. He saw the girl he kissed on the way down and ran over to her looking at the shard of metal. He looked over the chunk and saw part of the plane logo meaning it wasn't part of the engine therefore not sterile. He graded it and pulled hard on it pulling it out. He opened two bottles of vodka and poured them into her wound. He immediately pushed bandages into the wound slowing the bleading and yelled "Please I need help, someone, anyone."
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Post by Leslie on Nov 2, 2011 19:47:02 GMT -5
Luchino let out a weak smile and helped out Makayla, saying, "He's not that heavy, honestly". He took him outside and layed him on the sand, then went off to go help others. There was too much chaos to stay with one person for too long of a time right now. He saw a young boy over a girl who looked like she was bleeding pretty bad and came up to him, saying, "What do you need? I don't know much about emergency stuff....".
Jenna came and stumbled beside Simon and said, "Sir, speak to me. I need to get this peice of metal out of you....". She looked around, knowing it was best to get medical supplies first. "Be right back. Do not die on me" She said in a serious tone and ran back into the plane to grab the first aid she had in her carry-on.
Abby woke up with a gasp when the peice of metal was poured out. She looked at her stomach which had blood pouring out of it and nearly fainted. As soon as the vodka was poured in, she gasped out in pain and started to cry from the unbearable pain. Almost instantly as Alan put the bandages onto her wound, they were coated in red. Her vision was extremely blurry, but she noticed who was helping her and gave him a weak smile before blacking out again.
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Post by Edenecho on Nov 2, 2011 19:56:48 GMT -5
Simon's eyes had started to drift closed when he noticed someone come over to him. It was a girl who looked about 14 or so. "I...I" Was all he could manage to say. He gasped and let out a faint cough, then watched as she ran back to the plane.
{Makayla}
"He is for me," She said, helping Luchino get Leslie out onto the sand. When she saw what it looked like outside, she didn't almost faint, she did. She colapsed onto the sand beside her brother.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Nov 2, 2011 20:02:09 GMT -5
Alan worked fast and told the man "Hold her stomach together, make sure she losses as little blood as possible. He reached into his pocket pulling out a clip of ammo and pulling out a miniature knife and prying the bullets open and pooling the gunpowder into her wound and lighting it with a book of matches he had brought with him. He slapped her face gently to try and wake her and yelled "I need to know your blood type."
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