Nikolai
New Adventurer
Everyone has a raskazz to tell.
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Post by Nikolai on May 23, 2007 21:16:59 GMT -5
Everyone has a story to tell and some of these stories are more important then others but, to that person who the story is about, it can mean the world to them for others to hear it. This is my story and even if you're not interested to hear, I'm going to tell you anyway, because it is important to me. Then perhaps one day, you'll remember this story and in that moment, it will matter; but all I know is that right now, it's important to me. Where is this... where am I...A body washes ashore with the tide, its clothes tattered and fraied. In the next wave of water that washes over him, he startles awake by bringing up a large quantity of water. He coughs and gags as water spills out from his lungs. He rolls over on his back, breathing heavy. His eyes dart around, trying to grasp his foreign surroundings, the light of the sun burning his eyes, he raises his arm to block the light from his eyes. Slowly after a few minutes, he moves again, rolling back on his belly. He finds standing impossible, his legs in too much pain, so he drags himself through the sand of the beach. He stops when he is far enough away from the tide and plops his face down in the sand and lays there, not moving, for hours, letting the sun dry is water-logged clothes and body.
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Nikolai
New Adventurer
Everyone has a raskazz to tell.
Posts: 35
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Post by Nikolai on Jun 1, 2007 21:12:35 GMT -5
After the many hours of laying on the beach, exhausted, he slowly drags himself up to his feet. Sand cacked to his clothes and skin, his face burns and eyes are dry as he slowly staggers along the beach to find any signs of life. Ya... this is ittying horrorshow..
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Nikolai
New Adventurer
Everyone has a raskazz to tell.
Posts: 35
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Post by Nikolai on Sept 3, 2007 0:45:37 GMT -5
After climbing an inordinate, Nikolai plops over the top of a cliff face that overlooks the beach and ocean. He rolls to his back, breathing heavily, resting from his climb and ordeal. His head turns to face the water, eyes adjusting to the radiant orange light. Already, I'm starting to hate this mesto. Too bog damn bright...
Nikolai rolls off his back, jumping to his feet - he staggers for a moment, light headed from dehydration. "Whoa... ok don't push yourself." He mutters to himself, reassuring his brain. "Alright, I'm a stranger in a strange land. First veshches first... let me figure out where I am." He looks about, gawking back to the water for a second then at the tropical jungle infront of him. "There was me, that is Nikolai, and I'm on the coast, bolshy, that narrows it down. HELLO!" His voice meets no reply from the jungle. "Fine, into the jungle I itty. It can't be so baddiwad..." He reaches down and pulls out his nozh.. "Got a nozh after all.."
He takes one last deep breath and walks past the tree line into the jungle.
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Post by Airlia Eyanson on Sept 11, 2007 17:13:48 GMT -5
(OOC- Welcome! The huge storyline here is just wrapping up so I'm sure someone will jump in and post w/ you soon!)
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