-lThe Forgotten RolePlay Threadl- ~Private~

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    IC~ Tex nodded, "It's so weird. How do we remember our names, or siblings, and English but we don't remember anything else?". Tex sighed, "Let's get this ankle of mine bandaged up. It's kinda killing me,"




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    IC~ Dallas smiled and let go of her hand. "Hey ladies, I found you a new friend." he joked and he gave her a nudge, "They don't bite," he gathered some more things to build hammacks and he worked away.




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    Jackson soon found a small stream, right near the heart of the jungle. He cupped his hands, and drank the fresh water. It was refreshing. Good... It's not saltwater... He had a water container tied to his jeans. He untied it, and dipped it into the water. Soon, he was back with the group of teenagers.

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    Ic;; Emily shook her head to clear it a bit, her wavy blonde hair slightly ruffled by the breezy weather. "Okay," she agreed to Tex's request. She walked over to Dallas's backpack, took out the branches and rope and brought them over to Texas. She sat down on the hammock by Tex's feet, carefully lifted her injured ankle, apologizing in case it hurt, and putting three branches in place around it. Then, Emily tied it in place with the rope to secure it in place, making sure it was snug and in a natural position.


    She shrugged at her work. "Not as good as a professional cast, but it'll work," she decided, glancing at Texas for confirmation that it was okay.

    Kristen



    She set her pile down, and stretched with a sigh. Boredly, and unwilling to go see if that guy wanted to talk to her, she headed down, closer to the water. Kris sat down, but wasn't too close to the water. She let the warm sand flow over her fingers as her hands sank in as she sat, her hands behind her, holding her up. She sat up, watching the distance with a longing feeling in her heart.

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    "Hey." Enola said, twiddling her fingers in a way that was suppose to pass for a wave. She bit her lower lip nervously. "Uh, I'm Enola." She said awkwardly.




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    Ebon smiled at the newcomer then looked at Dallas "Hey, Dallas. I have a pile of wood for you over there" She pointed in the general direction of where she had put the pile of wood. She turned her attention to Emily "Hey, you okay? You don't look to good"

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    IC~ Dallas had completeled four hammocks, using Ebony's wood pile and he had spotted a boy. "I'll be back," he said and he jogged over to Elijah who was a little ways away. He looked at the kid and smiled, "Hey, you ok bro?"




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    Enola


    Enola moved over to her hammock and sat down in the center of it. "I take it you're his sister?" The brunette asked Tex, whose hammock was only one over from Enolas.

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    Ic;; Emily blinked at Ebony's concern. "Oh, yeah, just my headache getting worse. Nothing out of the ordinary from what we've been seeing so far." She tried to laugh it off, but honestly the ache was getting to make her a bit dizzy. She looked at the newcomer through drowsy green eyes flecked with hazel. "Oh, hi. I'm Emily," she introduced herself to Enola.

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    IC~ Tex smiled, "Yep. Dallas, Texas," she paused, "Isn't that a place?" she asked. She shrugged, "I don't really care. Not like we will remember."




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    Enola


    Enola smiled at the three other girls. She noted how Texas had a very "go with the flow" attitude. She also noticed that Emily seemed to be swaying a little. Getting up, she put a hand on Emilys shoulder. "You should lay down." She suggested.

    Elijah



    Elijah rolled his eyes. "I'm not a kid. I doubt you're any older than me, man." Elijah grumbled, standing up. Finally someone was here. "I'm.." He began. But he couldn't remember his name for a second there. "I'm Elijah. Seventeen." He introduced himself to the other guy.

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    Ic;; Emily glanced at the hand on her shoulder, then up at Enola. "Maybe that would be a good idea," she said slowly, moving over to one of the hammocks beside Ebony's. She laid down and relaxed into the material. Dallas really was crafty with a few pieces of wood. As she closed her hazel-green eyes and felt the sea breeze rush over her face, she kept her ears attentive, listening to the ocean waves washing over the beach, the trees rustling in the wind, and to the girls talking.

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    IC~ Dallas narrowed his eyes, "Dude, relaxe. The names Dallas. I'll take you back to the others," he said and he walked away. He hoped Elijah would follow, "Ladies, meet Elijah. Elijah, the ladies. I'm sure than can introduce themselves," and he was off to work again making hammocks.




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    Jackson noticed many more people had awoken. He sat down near the shore, away from the others. He'd rather be alone, anyways. He took a drink from his water bottle, sighing quietly.


    Tabitha was unsure of what to do. She walked over to Dallas and the others, hesitating. "Anything I can do?"

    Elijah



    Following, just a bit reluctantly, they reached the ladies. He blushed as he saw a few pretty ones, and raised his hand in greeting. "Hi ladies.." He said awkwardly.

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    Ic;; Elijah's arrival sparked Emily's attention. She glanced over at him. Sure, he was cute, but he didn't seem like Emily's type. Speaking of that, what was Emily's type exactly? A strange detail the blonde had noticed was that she seemed to be more interested in the girls than guys, even though she did think some of the guys were pretty hot. She sighed out an exhausted breath. She was done trying to figure herself out for the moment. Raising her head a bit, she called over, "I'm Emily!" Her head started hurting again, though, so she put it back down on the hammock, resting her mind for a moment.