The Crash Site

[blindandlost]

It doesn't matter who you are. It doesn't matter how you were travelling. All that matters is the Island, and the Island wants you. All are drawn to the same stretch of shoreline; your plane suddenly loses power and drops from the sky to crash into the sand. Your boat runs aground. Your helicopter plows a deep furrow until the blades tangle and catch in the thick growth of the jungle.

However it happened, now you're here. You belong to the Island. There might be something salvageable in the debris, but no matter what you find, no matter who is with you, one thing is certain:

You are lost.

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[doctoral_bird]

[ Malkus quickly scrambled to his feet against this horrible horrible sand! His delicately crafted and sturdy boots sunk into the grainy earth as each step was slightly engulfed. God help him, this truly was hell. ]

Help! She's got my boat! MY BOAT!

[ He sprawled forward, falling to the ground like a frog. Rather than imitate her slow trudge, he sprang forward in little leaps like... well, like a frog. Eventually his arms will lash out and cling to one strong metal leg. ]

Halt! I'm making a citizen's arrest! I'll have you in chains! In irons! Huuaaagh!

[ With much straining, the doctor was struggling to strangle her leg with his delicate hands. Take that! ]

[missfunction]

[STOP THAT. You will wreck your hands trying to strangle her, weirdo.

Even if her steps in the sand weren’t halted in the slightest by the extra weight clinging so desperately to her shapely leg, the automaton’s attention shifted downwards to where Malkus clung like a hungry koala, her crooked mouth dipping into an unhappy twitch before her forward movement stopped.

The boat was swung to her side with ease as the automaton gave an exasperated sigh, free hand waving about in some sort of animated show of her mild irritation at the man sticking to her leg.]

Stop that! I ain’t d-d-d-doin’ anythin’ wrong! Ya were tryin’ t’ l-l-l-leave us stranded! I’m just gettin’ everyone offa this island—

[CRACK]

Uhhhhhh— [Oops, that waving around had been a little too enthusiastic, the robot somehow managing to punch a giant hole through the bottom of the wooden boat, the annoyance in her expression melting away to minor surprise and disbelief.]

…..R-really don’t make these things as sturdy as they used to, huh? Heh heh….

[doctoral_bird]

[ The gritty sigh of sand shifting under his belly stopped when his struggling seemed to work. His words bounced right alongside hers, in a poor attempt at interrupting her to no avail. ]

No- you are! I'm not leaving anyone- I- I was just-

[ CRACK? ]

What was- [ He staggered to his knees, keeping an arm around her leg to brace himself against this unruly beach. The doctor has never had to deal with walking on such loose earth before! Almost immediately, he leaned to stare at his hole-y boat with somber realizations.

She sabotaged him. ]

Y-You-

[ The reality hit him directly in the throat and his voice began to waver and wobble. ]

You broke my boat...