"eats a hamburger and finishes sleeping on hammock snuggling against blanket"

{O-o-okay!! I don't want to be mean, or bitchy, or an ogre, but this is starting to get really annoying and confusing. Darkangel, I know I have been really abrupt with you, but please, please, for everything good in this world, post literally!! I know you aren't the only one, but your way of RPing is the most confusing (no offense). It would be really helpful if you used periods, used complete, proper sentences, and didn't start and end each post with quotation marks. Also, I don't really care about this as much, this RP is set on a deserted island. There wouldn't be any fresh meat (as in ground beef or packaged pork), skillets, or anything else of that nature. I know I've been badgering you and it's not because I like annoying people. It's just that you keep disobeying/ignoring all of my rules. I hate to say this, I hate to be mean, I hate to not get along with you, but if you keep this up I'll have to consider kicking you out of this RP. Once again, I'm sorry, but it's not completely my fault}

Jade looked up at the looming figure a few yards away from her. Blinking the sleep away from her eyes, it took several minutes for what it had said to register into her brain.
"O-oh, yeah, but it's not going well," she laughed, straightening her back. Taking a few steps closer to the person in question, she could tell that he was a boy, and not clothed except for a pair of underwear. "Oh," she whispered, taken back slightly. "Aren't you cold?" Jade wrapped her own arms around herself, using her hands to create friction, as if that would help reduce the growing number of goose-bumps. But it didn't, the air seemed a little to nippy for that.

(I'm so sorry for not posting in such a long time! I promise it'll never happen again!)

Orla moaned, the shaking movement almost making her queasy. Her eyes flipped open. She blinked, and they met the eyes of another person. She pushed herself up into a sitting position.
"Who are you?" she asked.

(( ok <3

I come out collecting some coconuts. and thoughts penetraited through my mind... 'Is something bothering me?? Somethings bene bothering this whole time... i guess i should keep not wondering into the jungle much... i need to put these coconuts in the food bin and just walk into beach... i guess its something to take my mind off of the thing... "What is it???" :(

{Thank you =) I'm sorry for being so abrupt and aggressive. I really am. Thanks for cooperating ^^}

{Hey Jade!one1one1one!! :D )

(( i love role playing <3

Jeanette's stomach began to growl. She had been stuck on this island for awhile now, and hadn't had anything to eat. Looking into her backpack, she was fortunate enough to find a candy bar inside of it. Not enough to keep her fed her entire time here, but it was better than nothing. Noticing that there was a sketchbook, she took it out and opened it up, flipping through the detailed pages of artwork of architecture. "Are these really my drawings???", she thought to herself, before looking at the signature scribbled near the end of each drawing. She read the signature, trying to read the name scribbled on each page, "Jean... Jeanette. Jeanette! That's right, that's my name", she said loudly. A flashback of the past then flooded her mind. A boy shouting out her name, "Jeanette, look out!", he shouted, right before a car almost hit her. Thinking back on it, it was the boy who was on the picture in her backpack. She couldn't remember his name at all. Though she knew that they were close. Rubbing her head in frustration, she tried to remember more before giving up. "I can't remember at all. I just know that he's waiting for me". Looking at the other still stranded on the island, she wondered if she would ever make it off this deserted nightmare.

(Lol, thinking to herself and remembering things, so much like myself XD)

Orla took his hand and stood up.
"Nice name, P.J. Mine is Orla." she said while wiping her forehead with her right hand, which she just noticed was holding something. She unconsciously opened her hand up and heard a dull thud as a suitcase hit the ground. On the front, written with tape, it said "O.Y", her initials. She bent down and put the wet suitcase on her lap. Her fingers fumbled on the clap keeping the case shut, but finally, with a tug, she got it open. An album fell out making another thud against the sand. Clothes were pressed tightly against each other in a horrible, untidy mess, as if somebody had been in a hurry as they put their suitcase together. Then, in a pocket at the ceiling inside of the suitcase, Orla pulled out a black and white journal that had a eraser, sharpener, and pencil in it. She flipped through the pages, her heart beating radically. She stopped after only about five pages, where the journal entries stopped. The ending of each entry was signed with her name. She flipped back towards the front and read the first entry.
Dear Journal,
I'm going to a to Japan! Mom and dad are also letting me go! This is going to be so exciting... I just hope mom and dad don't start fighting while I'm gone. I think they've been holding back a lot since I was gone. I'm going to be meeting one of dad's friend from Japan. She sounds nice and she has a couple of friends and seems to have a nice husband to. Ooh! Dad's coming! Gotta go! I'll continue this entry later... so this'll continue :-).
-Orla

{*Jade looks suspiciously at devcul* Wat? @[email protected]}
{lol Me too ^^}

"wanders forest looking for coconuts"

"yay you won't punch meeee"
! (your lucky I got mah lamma card to eat your
computer, headslap, and summon armagannon !!! Space space space!!! I like pie... :drool: €= ¥€|_|_ •wN€$$. (yellones$ insl symbolzz )

{Well isn't someone hyper? *rubs head* Oh yeah? Let's see you try to summon Armagannon if I kidnap him!! *grabs hold of llama*}

(:O my LLAMA... IM GONNA BEAT THE FRICK OUTA YA!! *uses laser eyes and cuts off her hand where the llama is and armagannon eats her alive and then gos back into mah LLama* Told u)

((Whos spamming??))

i said while i tilted my head confused. "Nobodys spamming. WE DONT EVEN HAVE COMPUTERS ON THIS ISLAND!!!"

"..." (Ill just leave the survivors for a bit i guess..)

{And now for something completely different!}
{*Rushed over to aid Jade* DIE EVIL LLAMA OF MACHO GANGSTERNESS!!! *Cuts Armagannon into llama stakes* *BBQs stakes* Mmmmmm.... Poor defenseless animal :drool: Want some? =D}

(Sure! my LLama whould love them! *has twins*)

(.......)

Orla turned her head to P.J and smiled.
"Yeah, I found some pretty interesting entries, though I feel like I'm intruding... on my own journal... I think it's my journal at least." she said, trailing off as she flipped through the written on pages again, looking at her signature (or her John Hancock :XD:) at each end of the page. A doodle was drawn on the sides and bottom of the pages. One of the doodles was of an outline of Japan. She frowned and then a crease formed on her brow as she tried to remember something, but it wouldn't come to her mind.

(( i wont come on this rp no more i barley come on so anyone wanna look me up pm me bye my fellow roleplayers who survivors <3