A basic explanation of what this is: I was bored one night so I came up with a brilliant idea. I selected myself and eleven other fanpoppers (there was no prejudice, the selection was random) to be placed in a situation where we all crash on an island. Using a series of raffles with names and actions, I created a story. There are several ways (both happy and tragic) for people to be "eliminated" from the story, and once everyone has received their ending, the story will be over. I will be releasing that story with a separate articulo for each día of strandedness. This contains a lista of the included fanpop users, as well as the first day, starting with a plane crash.
The "Chosen Ones"
#1 zanhar1
#2 Riku114
#3 ImaScrubbyScrub
#4 deathding
#5 shaneoohmac13
#6 fabgirl12
#7 Nick3600
#8 BlindBandit92
#9 wantadog
#10 AquaMarine6663
#11 Wolfpaw6
And of course myself, #12 TheMagicLoki
Now let the slaughter begin!
The plane begins to rattle and make strange noises. Suddenly, the engine is on fuego and altitude is being lost. Several people die in the commotion, and all that remain are the pilot, an air martial, and ten passengers as they plummet downward toward a nearby island.
The pilot, Nick3600, and the air martial, zanhar1, both brace themselves in the cockpit.
shaneoohmac13 and fabgirl12 jump out into the ocean.
TheMagicLoki hides in the storage cabin.
BlindBandit92 climbs out the window on parte superior, arriba of the plane.
wantadog, AquaMarine6663, Wolfpaw6, Riku114, ImaScrubbyScrub, and deathding remain seated calmly in the back of the plane.
The plane breaks apart, separating the front half from the back.
As the pieces of the plane fall from the sky, zanhar1 and Nick3600 jump out with parachutes and both land safely on shore.
BlindBandit92 turns out to be an MI6 agent, and jumps off the back of the plane, grabbing onto the rope ladder of a helicopter and escaping.
The fuel tank explodes and burns TheMagicLoki to a crisp.
shaneoohmac13 lands near the island in the water.
fabgirl12 disappears in the distant water behind the plane.
deathding, wantadog, AquaMarine6663, ImaScrubbyScrub, Wolfpaw6, and Riku114 continue to sit calmly in their seats until they land safely on the sand.
The passengers from the back group up with the pilot and martial near the wreckage to discuss what they should do next.
There is still no sign of fabgirl12.
Charred pieces of TheMagicLoki's corpse rain down from the sky onto deathding, mildly injuring him.
zanhar1 insists on staying to wait for rescue, but Nick3600 believes the dangers of getting sucked into the broken engine are too great and walks off into a nearby jungle.
ImaScrubbyScrub attempts to treat deathding's wound, but having no medical knowledge, only makes it worse.
AquaMarine6663, wantadog, and ImaScrubbyScrub follow Nick3600 into the jungle, but deathding, Wolfpaw6, and Riku114 stay with zanhar1.
shaneoohmac13 swims to apuntalar, costa and joins zanhar1's group for the night, where they are setting up camp.
Nick3600's group continues venturing through the jungle after dark.
And that's the end of día one!
The "Chosen Ones"
#1 zanhar1
#2 Riku114
#3 ImaScrubbyScrub
#4 deathding
#5 shaneoohmac13
#6 fabgirl12
#7 Nick3600
#8 BlindBandit92
#9 wantadog
#10 AquaMarine6663
#11 Wolfpaw6
And of course myself, #12 TheMagicLoki
Now let the slaughter begin!
The plane begins to rattle and make strange noises. Suddenly, the engine is on fuego and altitude is being lost. Several people die in the commotion, and all that remain are the pilot, an air martial, and ten passengers as they plummet downward toward a nearby island.
The pilot, Nick3600, and the air martial, zanhar1, both brace themselves in the cockpit.
shaneoohmac13 and fabgirl12 jump out into the ocean.
TheMagicLoki hides in the storage cabin.
BlindBandit92 climbs out the window on parte superior, arriba of the plane.
wantadog, AquaMarine6663, Wolfpaw6, Riku114, ImaScrubbyScrub, and deathding remain seated calmly in the back of the plane.
The plane breaks apart, separating the front half from the back.
As the pieces of the plane fall from the sky, zanhar1 and Nick3600 jump out with parachutes and both land safely on shore.
BlindBandit92 turns out to be an MI6 agent, and jumps off the back of the plane, grabbing onto the rope ladder of a helicopter and escaping.
The fuel tank explodes and burns TheMagicLoki to a crisp.
shaneoohmac13 lands near the island in the water.
fabgirl12 disappears in the distant water behind the plane.
deathding, wantadog, AquaMarine6663, ImaScrubbyScrub, Wolfpaw6, and Riku114 continue to sit calmly in their seats until they land safely on the sand.
The passengers from the back group up with the pilot and martial near the wreckage to discuss what they should do next.
There is still no sign of fabgirl12.
Charred pieces of TheMagicLoki's corpse rain down from the sky onto deathding, mildly injuring him.
zanhar1 insists on staying to wait for rescue, but Nick3600 believes the dangers of getting sucked into the broken engine are too great and walks off into a nearby jungle.
ImaScrubbyScrub attempts to treat deathding's wound, but having no medical knowledge, only makes it worse.
AquaMarine6663, wantadog, and ImaScrubbyScrub follow Nick3600 into the jungle, but deathding, Wolfpaw6, and Riku114 stay with zanhar1.
shaneoohmac13 swims to apuntalar, costa and joins zanhar1's group for the night, where they are setting up camp.
Nick3600's group continues venturing through the jungle after dark.
And that's the end of día one!
This prank doesn't need anything but a friend who understands dirty jokes and yourself.
You: Okay, say the word 'addicted' every time I pause, alright?
Friend: Okay.
You: Money...
Friend: Addicted.
You: TV...
Friend: Addicted.
You: Candy...
Friend: Addicted.
You: Hitting people in the face with an iron...
Friend: ...addicted...
By this point tu need to come up with several different others to get them to barely even notice what they're "addicted" to.
You: Soda?
Friend: Addicted...
You: What hit tu in the face last night?
Friend: Addicted...
The look that will come over their face will be absolutely priceless.
Try it out!
-Ray
You: Okay, say the word 'addicted' every time I pause, alright?
Friend: Okay.
You: Money...
Friend: Addicted.
You: TV...
Friend: Addicted.
You: Candy...
Friend: Addicted.
You: Hitting people in the face with an iron...
Friend: ...addicted...
By this point tu need to come up with several different others to get them to barely even notice what they're "addicted" to.
You: Soda?
Friend: Addicted...
You: What hit tu in the face last night?
Friend: Addicted...
The look that will come over their face will be absolutely priceless.
Try it out!
-Ray
I run my fastest
But still get beat.
I land on my head
When I should be on my feet.
I try to mover forward‚
But I am stuck in rewind.
Why do I keep at it?
I won't be left behind.
The harder I am thrown‚
The higher I bounce.
I give it my all‚
And that's all that counts.
In first place‚
Myself‚ I seldom find.
So I push to the limit-
I won't be left behind.
Some people tell me tu can't‚
Some say don't.
Some simply give up.
I reply‚ I won't
The power is here‚
Locked away in my mind.
My perserverance is my excellence‚
I won't be left behind.
Make the best of each moment‚
The future is soon the past.
The más I tell myself this‚
The less I come in last.
Throughout my competitions‚
I've learned what winning is about.
A plain and clear lesson-
Giving up is the wasy way out.
So every night before I go to bed‚
I hope in a small way I have shined.
Tomorrow is a brand-new day‚
And I won't be left behind.
This is not mine‚ it was written por Sara Nachtman
But still get beat.
I land on my head
When I should be on my feet.
I try to mover forward‚
But I am stuck in rewind.
Why do I keep at it?
I won't be left behind.
The harder I am thrown‚
The higher I bounce.
I give it my all‚
And that's all that counts.
In first place‚
Myself‚ I seldom find.
So I push to the limit-
I won't be left behind.
Some people tell me tu can't‚
Some say don't.
Some simply give up.
I reply‚ I won't
The power is here‚
Locked away in my mind.
My perserverance is my excellence‚
I won't be left behind.
Make the best of each moment‚
The future is soon the past.
The más I tell myself this‚
The less I come in last.
Throughout my competitions‚
I've learned what winning is about.
A plain and clear lesson-
Giving up is the wasy way out.
So every night before I go to bed‚
I hope in a small way I have shined.
Tomorrow is a brand-new day‚
And I won't be left behind.
This is not mine‚ it was written por Sara Nachtman