[justify]belle really hated boats- especially the big ones. they were big metal death traps, ones that floated in oceans that were endlessly deep with huge monsters that swam in its depth, through storms, and by countries that were in a constant status of war. if that wasn't horrifying, belenus didn't know what was. his purpose on this cruise ship was not to relax, but to get to some island that had been abandoned for hundreds upon thousands of years, and said to be a myth. once in madagascar, he was supposed to get on a yacht that would be able to freely roam the indian ocean.
supposed to. put an emphasis on those two words.
he was supposed to be on a yacht, is it hadn't started storming, and the cruise ship he not somehow hit a massive rock in the middle of the fucking ocean. no one had even realised it until it was too late. many had gotten tossed overboard, by the force, falling to their doom in the shark infested waters. in fact, it was odd, since there had never been a history of rocks in these waters, much less ines that were big enough to take down such a massive ship.
and that got belenus thinking. what could ever be big enough to bring down a ship like this? an island? a huge creature hidden under the dark waters? or maybe a torpedo. that was the only logical answer. this was about war.
within hours, the boat had sunk, soldiers had somehow gotten on and killed most everyone on board the cruise ship, and from what he knew, it was just him and the one guy he had grabbed and gotten on a life boat at what had to be the last minute. eventually, there was silence, and the world around him was filled in darkness. there were no stars that shone in the sky, or clouds- actually, his head sort of hurt thanks to unknowingly having gotten hit by some degree from the ship starting to fall apart thanks to a second torpedo. and he had grown quite light headed to the point he passed out.
though, when he did wake up, he was laying in sand, his shoes and clothes slightly soggy and the sun shone so brightly in his eyes that he was sure it would blind him. he shielded his eyes slowly and let a groan pass his lips, slowly rolling so he could sit up. his head still swam from getting hit, but at least it was solid land. he could see the life raft a bit away from him, and what had to be the guy he had grabbed. "hey! you!" he called, voice cracking.
his throats was way too dry.
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[align=center]gregory / 17 / trans male / married to legiana
[align=center] foxwell made this bitch [table] imageyeet | yeet | [/table] so, maybe things didn't always work out for kip. his whole life had been a string of bad events turned good, and he'd become utterly oblivious to it. he just sorta frolicked through life, none the wiser to all the plots fate had pitched against him.
and maybe, just maybe, he had a tendency to forget things.
but he was sure, when he woke up in the middle of the ocean floating on a life raft, that something was amiss. what it was was an entirely different question, but he knew something about this wasn't right. after all, he didn't even remember going swimming....oh. well, now that he scratched and picked at his brain a bit, he did realize he couldn't have swam out here and ended up like this. he didn't even know if he could swim, for christ's sake. no, he remembered now - he had been on a boat.
what really got his gears turning though, was the voice calling out for somebody. he strategically flopped over onto his tummy and turned to face the voice, and he was greeted by an unexpected sight.
perhaps one of the most manly, tough looking dudes he'd ever seen in his life, laying sprawled out on a sandy shore. this was good, mostly because it meant that he wasn't alone floating in the ocean, and he was lost with someone who could definitely help him get un-lost. he wasn't very good at doing that by himself, so he hoped this guy was nice too.
"hi!" he replied innocently, moving to stretch out his body. he had been safely nestled in the raft, curled up comfortably, and as he stretched he let loose a large yawn. he bore his teeth like a lion as he stretched, and wiped the sleep from his eyes. he had been mostly dried by the warm sun, and he was sure his pale skin had gotten a little darker, but his clothes were still damp and it felt kinda gross.
pulling his eyes from the stranger, he instead looked ahead of him to the shore, and the sight was less than welcome. beyond the white crystal beach laid a thick and formidable jungle, it seemed.
"hey...where are we?"
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[justify]where were they? as he looked to the trees, he quails quickly recognise some plants, some that had been extinct for quite some time, some native to asia and africa, and all over the world. it was in natural, yet so incredibly stunning that it took his breath away. he knew enough that this many different plants from different regions was near impossible. they had sunk in the indian ocean, so they couldn't have gone far!
"no. i have no clue." he admitted, raising a hand to scratch his neck. "in fact, i don't think we're in a place that legally exists. see that plant? Belosynapsis. it's supposed to be almost extincct. just in this area alone, i see at least.. twenty.. twenty one.. twenty one plants." he said.
/ew this is gross, sorry cx
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[align=center]gregory / 17 / trans male / married to legiana
[align=center] foxwell made this bitch [table] imageyeet | yeet | [/table] oh. he didn't know where they were either. this wasn't good.
you see, kip needed direction. he needed a guiding hand, because he was in no position to be guiding himself. so, to be lost like this...it wasn't ideal, to put it lightly.
"oh..." he began, but he wasn't sure what else to say. this guy was confusing him a lot. "so...am i dead?" he asked, quickly putting two fingers to his neck to check for a pulse. he was relieved too find a rather strong pulse, but that seemed to be the only good thing about this situation. he supposed he'd have to just hold onto that for the time being.
at least he was alive.
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[justify] at the other males question, his stomach plummeted. were they dead? had they both drowned and this was the afterlife? no. he could feel his heart pounding against his ribcage, the panic of being on some random island starting to set in. they were lost on some uncharted island, with no way off. he rubbed his face and sighed. what was he going to do?
he moved to the other, looking down at the much smaller male and aiming to tilt his head up in hopes of examining him. "are you ok?" belenus asked, frowning deeply. "youre not hurt, right,"
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[align=center]gregory / 17 / trans male / married to legiana
[align=center] foxwell made this bitch [table] imageyeet | yeet | [/table] as the other drew near, kip sat up and looked right up to him obediently, like a dog following his owner about. when he moved to touch his face and look him over, kip peacefully obliged, letting him examine him in case he'd been hurt. he'd bumped his head many times before, and he rarely ever remembered it, so someone else usually had to look and see if he was bruised or bleeding. after all, he can't exactly see the rest of his head too well.
"uh...i think so" he said unconfidently, eyebrows knitted in thought as he tried to feel anything hurting - but no, everything felt alright for having just washed up somewhere strange. he was a little tense from being curled up, and his wet clothes were really bugging him, but nothing felt broken or bruised.
"i think i'm okay." he offered a small, awkward smirk at the other.
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[justify] belenus would nod, moving to attempt to help the other stand. he had a feeling they wouldn't be leaving the island any time soon, so they had to make a shelter. he thought that they might be able to use the raft when it started raining, but not much else. he sighed. "do you have any survival skills?" he asked, looking around at the sand. they could always dig up some clay to make bake into bricks and make a small hut to keep them warm at night.
he looked to the forest and frowned. he knew what was and wasn't edible, but he had no idea what sort of animals were in the trees, waiting to eat them or just kill them. he sighed, finally taking off his shoes and socks, finding the sogginess distracting.
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[align=center]gregory / 17 / trans male / married to legiana
[align=center] foxwell made this bitch [table] imageyeet | yeet | [/table] he smiled as he was helped to his feet, finding himself still having to look up to the other as he stood. he wasn't all that short himself - he was actually around average the height - but the other male was just so much taller than he was. it didn't help that kip looked (and felt) smaller than he really was.
"i, uh...i don't know" he admitted, "i mean, i'm good at not dying. that's survival" he added factually, nodding his head in satisfaction with himself.
he turned to look back up at him again, "...what about you? do you have any survival skills?" he asked, squinting his eyes suspiciously.
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