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Wow, once you start, it is like... why stop?
rather than do anything "productive" like study, this is what I spend my time on:
Warning: this is daaark... well, not really. To me, it is just funny. But other people might find it dark, maybe.
#2: ((If the waterfall scene ended slightly differently))
"Oh shit!" Bill turned to his passengers with wide eyes, "Everybody brace yourselves now!"
"Grab something stable." Tran reached for a nearby rope.
Before Cole could make a comment about the obtuseness of such a remark, Tran was next to him, using the rope to secure his leg to the side of the Bloody Mary.
"What the hell are you doing?" Cole panicked.
"Simply holding on might not prove sufficient when plummeting over the edge of a cliff."
"What about you?"
Tran glanced down at his own body, then looked up with a smirk and resumed his work with the rope.
"Okay, point taken. Your arm muscles ripple. What about the women then?"
"They will be fine."
Cole followed Tran's line of vision and saw that Bill, Gordon, Jack, and Ben were all making sure Gail and Sam would survive.
"Figures." Cole laughed. His laughter faded as the roar of the waterfall increased.
"Stay together" Tran yelled, just as the boat began its rapid descent.
----
Tran emerged from the wreackage with little more than a scratch and absolutely no shirt. Sharp rocks had torn that shirt right off of his body, but he just missed impaling himself. Extricating himself from the floating debris that was once their vessel of transportation, he scanned the river in hopes of seeing everyone safe and sound. Bill, Ben, Sam and Gordon were all on the shore already, and after a minute more of searching, Tran found Gail and Jack swimming towards the others. Cole was nowhere in sight, so without another moment of hesitation, Tran began to search the wreckage underwater.
Another half hour of searching proved fruitless.
It was highly unlikely Cole had survived, as there was no sign of him anywhere.
Bill apprached Tran with an expressionless face, but Tran could see a flash of sympathy in his eyes.
"Tran-"
"We better get going. We need to find a way to the nearest boat before dark if at all possible." Tran interrupted.
"Okay, I can radio a friend of mine that should be only a day's hike away from here. It would take longer to reach him if we followed the river, but if we cut across here," Bill gestured at his somewhat sodden map "then we will be there by nightfall."
"Wait, you want us to cut across this entire-"
"Gail, it's either we bushwack, or we wait days for rescue that might never even come. This is our best bet."
"Oh God" Gail moaned, but she made no further protest.
---
next part of this later. It is written down, but I don't feel like typing it all right now for I am lazy.
[Edit: Part II ahead]
mood:
artistic/creative
music: Don't Mug Yourself - The Streets
EDIT:::: I should mention this was also written during a break at work.
Also, KRISTA I am having my friend buy our Harry Potter: GOF tickets for Lloyd after all, because I had forgotten I have to work that day. I am, like, closing, so I won't get out of that place until 10 or 10:30ish, which means someone will have to be waiting in line and such ahead of time instead, so she gets to do it. Plus, if she is getting the tickets, it saves us the trouble of dealing with buying them last minute. If you want this plan to be different in any way, comment. In fact, comment anyway, because I like comments.
rather than do anything "productive" like study, this is what I spend my time on:
Warning: this is daaark... well, not really. To me, it is just funny. But other people might find it dark, maybe.
#2: ((If the waterfall scene ended slightly differently))
"Oh shit!" Bill turned to his passengers with wide eyes, "Everybody brace yourselves now!"
"Grab something stable." Tran reached for a nearby rope.
Before Cole could make a comment about the obtuseness of such a remark, Tran was next to him, using the rope to secure his leg to the side of the Bloody Mary.
"What the hell are you doing?" Cole panicked.
"Simply holding on might not prove sufficient when plummeting over the edge of a cliff."
"What about you?"
Tran glanced down at his own body, then looked up with a smirk and resumed his work with the rope.
"Okay, point taken. Your arm muscles ripple. What about the women then?"
"They will be fine."
Cole followed Tran's line of vision and saw that Bill, Gordon, Jack, and Ben were all making sure Gail and Sam would survive.
"Figures." Cole laughed. His laughter faded as the roar of the waterfall increased.
"Stay together" Tran yelled, just as the boat began its rapid descent.
----
Tran emerged from the wreackage with little more than a scratch and absolutely no shirt. Sharp rocks had torn that shirt right off of his body, but he just missed impaling himself. Extricating himself from the floating debris that was once their vessel of transportation, he scanned the river in hopes of seeing everyone safe and sound. Bill, Ben, Sam and Gordon were all on the shore already, and after a minute more of searching, Tran found Gail and Jack swimming towards the others. Cole was nowhere in sight, so without another moment of hesitation, Tran began to search the wreckage underwater.
Another half hour of searching proved fruitless.
It was highly unlikely Cole had survived, as there was no sign of him anywhere.
Bill apprached Tran with an expressionless face, but Tran could see a flash of sympathy in his eyes.
"Tran-"
"We better get going. We need to find a way to the nearest boat before dark if at all possible." Tran interrupted.
"Okay, I can radio a friend of mine that should be only a day's hike away from here. It would take longer to reach him if we followed the river, but if we cut across here," Bill gestured at his somewhat sodden map "then we will be there by nightfall."
"Wait, you want us to cut across this entire-"
"Gail, it's either we bushwack, or we wait days for rescue that might never even come. This is our best bet."
"Oh God" Gail moaned, but she made no further protest.
---
next part of this later. It is written down, but I don't feel like typing it all right now for I am lazy.
[Edit: Part II ahead]
mood:
artistic/creative
music: Don't Mug Yourself - The Streets
EDIT:::: I should mention this was also written during a break at work.
Also, KRISTA I am having my friend buy our Harry Potter: GOF tickets for Lloyd after all, because I had forgotten I have to work that day. I am, like, closing, so I won't get out of that place until 10 or 10:30ish, which means someone will have to be waiting in line and such ahead of time instead, so she gets to do it. Plus, if she is getting the tickets, it saves us the trouble of dealing with buying them last minute. If you want this plan to be different in any way, comment. In fact, comment anyway, because I like comments.