Post by //CJ on Feb 6, 2007 12:58:19 GMT 10
It had only been a few hours since Oceanic Flight 735 had crashed. Only 22 survivors remained and they were now huddled over a small fire in silence.
“So…” one girl broke the silence. “Maybe we should all introduce ourselves… I’m Dakota” she offered her hand to the boy on her left. “Connor Dalling” the boy. He looked somewhere in his early twenties and he had a British accent. She smiled at him and he smiled back.
“Brent Goatte” a boy stuck his hand into the face of an unsuspecting girl who wasn’t paying attention and instantly fell backwards off the log she had been sitting on. “Jesus Christ!! Don’t do that!” she scolded him. “Well sor-ree” the boy -- Brent huffed and turned away. The girl rolled her eyes. “So aren’t you going to tell me your name?” Brent asked her. She glanced at him. “Tabitha” she said. “Last name?” Brent asked. “Jackson” Tabitha said and scooted as far away as possible from him.
“Dude you just like got rejected” the boy sitting on Brent’s left said. “Well she’s ugly anyway, so not worth it” Brent said and tried to make himself look unaffected. “Ooh harsh” the girl on Tabitha’s right said. “Oh please, anyone who has a crush on you is obviously dead in the head” Tabitha said and turned away. “I’m Jazzlyn” the girl said. “Tabitha, though you already heard that I guess” Tabitha said. “Yeah seeing as you’re so loud” Brent said from beside her. “Yeah and you’re so quiet men have to stop halfway through and ask you if you’re dead” Tabitha shot back. Brent’s lower lip wobbled and he went over to the edge of the trees and sat down and sulked.
“That was mean” the boy who had been sitting on Brent’s left said. “That was needed” Tabitha said. “Yeah eh well I’m Scott. You’re looking rather fetching tonight Jazzlyn” the boy said. “Fetching? Are you saying I’m some kinda dog?” Jazzlyn asked jokingly. “No, eh you not understand me, you look rather eh pretty” Scott said. Tabitha made chucking up noises and Jazzlyn laughed. “I bet you I can do better chuck up noises” she challenged. “How much?” Tabitha asked. “How much what?” Scott asked. “How much money do you bet I can make better choking noises then Tabitha?” Jazzlyn asked. “Okay this is stupid” Scott said. “You’re just afraid you’re gonna lose your bet” Tabitha teased. “No I’m not… just a chucking-up noises contest? Wouldn’t a Burping contest be better?” Scott asked.
“PURE GENIOUS!” Jazzlyn shouted making the other survivors look up startled. “Sorry, she forgot to take her meds” Tabitha joked. “Shut up. Anyway we are going to have a burping contest purely for your entertainment, anyone wanna join? Or place bets?” Jazzlyn asked. About 10 people looked interested. “Dude I don’t like wanna compete but I’ll place a bet” the Japanese man from up where Dakota was sitting said. “And I’ll enter” Dakota said with a nod from Connor. “I’m in” he said.
Its not done yet and if you have any suggestions for a title please do
“So…” one girl broke the silence. “Maybe we should all introduce ourselves… I’m Dakota” she offered her hand to the boy on her left. “Connor Dalling” the boy. He looked somewhere in his early twenties and he had a British accent. She smiled at him and he smiled back.
“Brent Goatte” a boy stuck his hand into the face of an unsuspecting girl who wasn’t paying attention and instantly fell backwards off the log she had been sitting on. “Jesus Christ!! Don’t do that!” she scolded him. “Well sor-ree” the boy -- Brent huffed and turned away. The girl rolled her eyes. “So aren’t you going to tell me your name?” Brent asked her. She glanced at him. “Tabitha” she said. “Last name?” Brent asked. “Jackson” Tabitha said and scooted as far away as possible from him.
“Dude you just like got rejected” the boy sitting on Brent’s left said. “Well she’s ugly anyway, so not worth it” Brent said and tried to make himself look unaffected. “Ooh harsh” the girl on Tabitha’s right said. “Oh please, anyone who has a crush on you is obviously dead in the head” Tabitha said and turned away. “I’m Jazzlyn” the girl said. “Tabitha, though you already heard that I guess” Tabitha said. “Yeah seeing as you’re so loud” Brent said from beside her. “Yeah and you’re so quiet men have to stop halfway through and ask you if you’re dead” Tabitha shot back. Brent’s lower lip wobbled and he went over to the edge of the trees and sat down and sulked.
“That was mean” the boy who had been sitting on Brent’s left said. “That was needed” Tabitha said. “Yeah eh well I’m Scott. You’re looking rather fetching tonight Jazzlyn” the boy said. “Fetching? Are you saying I’m some kinda dog?” Jazzlyn asked jokingly. “No, eh you not understand me, you look rather eh pretty” Scott said. Tabitha made chucking up noises and Jazzlyn laughed. “I bet you I can do better chuck up noises” she challenged. “How much?” Tabitha asked. “How much what?” Scott asked. “How much money do you bet I can make better choking noises then Tabitha?” Jazzlyn asked. “Okay this is stupid” Scott said. “You’re just afraid you’re gonna lose your bet” Tabitha teased. “No I’m not… just a chucking-up noises contest? Wouldn’t a Burping contest be better?” Scott asked.
“PURE GENIOUS!” Jazzlyn shouted making the other survivors look up startled. “Sorry, she forgot to take her meds” Tabitha joked. “Shut up. Anyway we are going to have a burping contest purely for your entertainment, anyone wanna join? Or place bets?” Jazzlyn asked. About 10 people looked interested. “Dude I don’t like wanna compete but I’ll place a bet” the Japanese man from up where Dakota was sitting said. “And I’ll enter” Dakota said with a nod from Connor. “I’m in” he said.
Its not done yet and if you have any suggestions for a title please do