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| GoldenSama | Jun 9 2011, 02:28 PM Post #1 |
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The Crazy One
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[Los Angeles, United States of America] The airplane was enormous. It was large enough to hold several hundred people, and was fully stocked with all the amenities. It was essentially a giant cruise ship with wings. For its maiden voyage, the ship was to go from Los Angeles to Tokyo. Now, the plane was crammed full of people. The rich, the famous, the powerful and even ordinary men and women. It was to be a historic day. And it became one. [Tokyo, Japan] Hours passed by, people mingled and had fun on the plane. Then, just outside of Tokyo, the plane caught a problem and flew through an electrical storm. The plane rocked and rolled in the sky, people screamed... but eventually the plane landed safe and sound. There was just one problem. “... This is your captain speaking. We, uh, can't seem to communicate with anyone at the airport. We ask you just, uh, remain in your seats and, uh, bare with us on this.” |
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| Crystal Rose | Jun 9 2011, 03:02 PM Post #2 |
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Airplane A beautiful young girl had been one of the many passengers on the historic flight from LA to Tokyo. She had come with her boyfriend, now husband, to enjoy a romantic getaway to a foriegn land. At the moment Melanie was in her seat, half asleep and flipping through her magazine. The announcement had told all of the passengers to stay in their seats as well as to rest assured that nothing was wrong. Of course Melanie Narroh-er-Hawkins believed that there was nothing wrong... [...] On a TOTALLY other part of the plane a woman was incognito....She wasn't supposed to be here, but she had to! She was a spy! Not really. More like an overly protective mother with a lot of money on her hands. And nothing....Else....to...Do. But at the moment the woman was relaxing, sipping a drink and enjoying herself... |
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| GoldenSama | Jun 9 2011, 04:27 PM Post #3 |
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[Airplane] In one of the first class seats, a man sat back in his chair. He wore dark sunglasses despite being indoors, and was pretending to flip through a magazine. In reality, he was bored and waiting for them to be able to get off the plane. His name was Rica, and if somehow people don't know him by now, he's a tall, pale New Orleans-native with a thick Cajun accent, creepy hobbies and the unusual ability to survive most anything. This time, he also has a badge and a gun. Be afraid, people, be very afraid. […] In another part of the airplane sat young Anthony Stark. The heir to Stark Industries, and the richest sixteen year old boy on the planet. Unfortunately, Tony rarely enjoyed his fame and fortune – the boy's father had been killed last year in a plane accident. Luckily, Tony wasn't afraid of flying because of it – though he did find flying by plane dreadfully boring. The reason was because of Tony's special backpack, that with the push of a button, would become something... epic. […] Elsewhere on the plane was an middle-aged Japanese man in a business suit. He was a native of the flight's destination, flying home after business. Next to him sat a younger boy – also Japanese. The boy had spiky hair and piercing red eyes. “Musashi,” The man spoke to the boy. “You need to remember why we are here. The legacy that we represent. Never forget what you are.” “I understand, Saki-sensei.” Musashi bowed his head. |
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| HellAvatar | Jun 9 2011, 05:15 PM Post #4 |
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Airplane, First Class The strange, uncomfortable announcement given by the captain of the flight didn't even manage to wake the boy from his pleasant dreams. However, the resulting hubbub did. One red eye opened, then the second, and then both closed as a wide yawn escaped the boy's mouth. He was here on vacation, taking this flight first to the capital, and from there to Okinawa to relax. It was about time too. Stretching, he went over what happened back at the airport, giggling rather disturbingly as he remembered how much of a hubbub his arrival on the plane actually caused. Sure, he wasn't expecting anything less, but he never expected that he would actually get taken aside by the security forces for lighting a match and combining the flame with a gout of hair spray. ... Okay, okay, so he was actually expecting that to happen. He just didn't expect to take two and a half hours trying to weasel his way out of it. He was almost late for this flight! Hell, if it wasn't for the hired help that drove him here, he would not have made it, especially when his red-flame hairstyle attracted the attention of the local fan populace. That's not where it ended. Oh no. No, Lavan just HAD to cause mischief wherever he went, DANCING to his seat through the entirety of the plane, and actually set a smoke bomb off in his trail-of-destruction. It was immediately contained and removed, of course, but no one could pin the blame on him so it was simply ignored. Who was this boy? He was Lavan Razy, going by the moniker "DJ Krazy" and quite the rage on the recent musical stage as one of the best techno-trance musicians around. Having decided that he had enough elite schooling, parental control and popularity hubbub, Lavan decided t take some time off and get a vacation. Hence, Okinawa. Blearily, he rubbed his eyes clear of sleep, looked out the tiny window beside him and settled back in his seat again, plugging in his earphones and turning up the music. Might as well enjoy however much was left until they were allowed to disembark... Well, that and prank somebody. Hell, the last time he pulled off a good one, it was months ago, back in school where he actually managed to stink up the entire dormitory section by dumping sulfur into the water tanks at the top of the school. ... He got into SO much trouble for that... Carefully looking to his left, he gave a loud and disturbing snicker again, and decided to listen to music. No. He'll reserve his next prank for the airport. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Airplane This airplane actually had some pretty sweet commodities. People actually weren't packed like sardines for once, it didn't stink of chlorine, bleach and smoke, and the stewardess was actually pretty. Much better than the last damn flight from New York. Luke Voltaic flipped another page of the magazine he was reading, a regular issue on recently released firearms, sighing in disgust at the amateur photo-shot of a woman "defending her home from intruders". Incorrect balance, wrong firearm handling, bad gun... A child with a water pistol would be more effective... AND more threatening. Flipping another page, he let out a soft "hum" as he finally found something he liked. That's when the announcement by the captain caused him to look up, listen... And sigh heavily as he put the magazine away and dropped his head onto the small fold-out table in front of him. "**** my life..." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Airplane One of the stewardesses was walking down one of the aisles as the announcement came up. The woman was absolutely gorgeous in every respect, and seemed to glide instead of moving. However, the moment the announcement by the captain suddenly made her smile a small, secretive smirk. Finally, this flight was ending... Maybe things would be more interesting at the end of the flight. She passed another stewardess, giving her a meaningful wink. The other simply sighed as they passed and shook her head. Yes... Interesting indeed... |
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| ChaosHalberd750 | Jun 9 2011, 05:50 PM Post #5 |
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Airplane Samuel took a look around, a small frown on his face as he looked around the interior of the airplane... "...This is news..." He looked out the window, and then back to the passengers. Meanwhile Hibari got up from his seat, trying to walk out of the plane. No one at the airport? |
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| Knucxsonia | Jun 9 2011, 06:12 PM Post #6 |
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Airplane: First Class A young lady with long, blonde hair happily waited in her seat. She hummed a little song while brushing her hair with her fingers. She wouldn't sit still, but even though she kept moving, she wasn't at all impatient with happenings. Shimera just sat there and daydreamed about what it would be like out in a place on Earth she'd never been too! Airplane "Aw, man!" a teenage boy complained. He rested his forehead on his hand, then swiped his hand through his black hair with green highlights. Jake Long had to get to his destination, and quick! His grandpa would be furious if he didn't get there in time. Another teenage boy just looked out the window. Honestly, Toboe was in no hurry. He was worried a little, but he tried not to let it bother him. He rubbed one of his yellow eyes and kept seated. Michelle, a teenager from a dusty state, scratched her head and adjusted her glasses. "Guh...why now?" she asked herself. She was not aiming to get on a plane just to have it crash. |
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| AGodofIrony | Jun 9 2011, 07:24 PM Post #7 |
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-Airplane- “I wonder what's wrong...” a young man with spikey red hair muttered, glancing towards the front of the airplane. Galv wasn't very fond of airplanes. He wasn't afraid of them, just that he had to be careful not to let out too much electricity, else he could mess with the systems. And keeping all of his energy in just made him nervous and twitchy. He sighed, glancing to Melanie, smiling at the woman. They had gotten married recently, and this trip was suppose to be their honeymoon. “...I'm gonna walk a bit,” Galv said, getting up from his seat and stretching, “Wanna walk with me?” “Awww, man,” a young man in his twenties sighed, as the plane stopped. He held up his left arm, looking at a green device on his wrist. He paused, then grinned, turning to this companion. “So Jade...wanna sneak out and see what's up?” Ben asked. A tall pale young man with black hair and green eyes walked through the airplane. He didn't have a ticket, or any luggage. He had snuck aboard the the plane before it had taken off, using his abilities. Cess was looking for something to do... “...You're Tony Stark!” A brown haired young man with a blue shirt paused, a camera around his neck, and a back pack. He had felt an arachnid related sensation earlier, and was intending to check it out. But now he was distracted by a famous person. -Luggage Area- A green scaled being sat cross legged among the luggage, breathing in deeply. “I see we've landed...” Drago smirked, eyes closed, “Good...” |
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| GoldenSama | Jun 9 2011, 07:30 PM Post #8 |
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[Airplane] A tall woman with a dark ponytail was walking through the plane. Sure, the announcement had told her to stay in her seat, but Nanami did not care in the slightest. She walked down the rows of seats, a bad feeling seeping into her spine as she walked. The electrical storm the plane had flown through had been a major pain... and ever since, something just felt... off. Nanami had a sense about these things, and right now, she was worried. […] “Aw, man.” Tony suddenly was confronted by someone who knew his name. He was afraid it might be the press, but as he stood up he saw a boy about his age in a blue shirt. “Oh,” Tony was a bit surprised. “Hello. Yeah, I am... err, who are you?” Tony asked, rubbing his neck. […] Meanwhile, a few of the crew had exited the plane and were walking down the tarmac towards the terminal to investigate. |
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| Crystal Rose | Jun 9 2011, 07:41 PM Post #9 |
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Airplane Melanie looked up at Galv, yawning slightly as she gathered her bearings. She gave her husband a little smile and a nod, unbuckling herself and standing up. "When do you think get off the plane?" she asked, stretching a bit "I'm all stiff...And I need to call my mom and let her know we made it." Little did she know that her mother was already aware they made it. While she was already eighteen she was still very close to her mother and older brother. She hoped they weren't missing her too much already. |
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| GoldenSama | Jun 9 2011, 07:53 PM Post #10 |
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[Airplane] Rica stood up and crossed close to the door. One of the flight crew stopped him, so he walked away and strolled down one of the rows of seats, passing by where a certain woman was sitting. … he didn't notice her, though. He was busy fiddling with something in his coat. […] In another part of the plane, a young woman in a pink sweater was walking down the asile, carrying a large white cat in her arms. Unknown to the people around her, the cat was more than just a simple pet. |
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| GameandWatch | Jun 9 2011, 08:24 PM Post #11 |
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Airplane A violent cough. Cole was sitting in the window seat. Escaping Empire City at last to get out and see something more. That was the plan. Then this happened...he had a feeling things weren't quite what they seemed to be. He noticed people getting up and leaving and began to think perhaps he could sneak off as well...he'd just have to retrieve the Amp and some of his other luggage. Easy...right? ------------------------- Violet had a seat on the aisle and remained relatively quiet. Not out of free will, but because she didn't have a choice. She was a natural born mute and kept to herself for good reason. She was going to Japan to study the culture so she could better finish her novel in the works...this hold up seemed to be holding her back. Luggage Area A teenage had snuck on at the last moment. Nathaniel Shipper, a seventeen year old with a penchant for being optimistic, had stowed away in the cargo area. He'd just escape the second he had the moment. He knew the ship landed...so he began to formulate a way to get out without detection. Why did he come? For the adventure, of course. |
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| GoldenSama | Jun 11 2011, 11:14 AM Post #12 |
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[Airport Terminal] The airplane's pilot and two of the crew members had headed out of the plane, and towards the terminal. The pilot himself had a strange air about him. He was tall and built and had an eye-patch. It seemed unusual for a airplane pilot to only have one eye. “Something isn't right.” The pilot – oh, screw pretenses – Nick Fury muttered to himself. He was not some airplane pilot – he was actually a General, and the director of the SHIELD agency. His job was to protect the world, and with so many rich and powerful people on the plane, he had been aboard. The other two crew members were also SHIELD agents. They were just recruits – 'Redshirts' as they were called in the Academy. Fury and the Redshirts headed towards the airplane terminal, and there was no one. No business men in their suits, no mothers trying to calm their children, no tourist snapping photos... The Tokyo International Airport, one of the busiest airports on the planet, was entirely empty. “... What in the hell?” [Airplane] “... This is weird.” One young man on the plane by the name of Troy was peering out the window. He suddenly stood up. “Why aren't there any other plans? Or any people?” He said this very loud. |
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| AGodofIrony | Jun 11 2011, 10:07 PM Post #13 |
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-Airplane- Galv paused, then pulled out his cell phone. “Well, we're not in the air anymore, so you should be able to use the phone...” Galv said, looking at the screen on the phone. “...No signal...” he sighed, flipping his phone shut, “Guess it's all the stuff in the plane...” “I know you're worried about this, but we'll be fine! You can translate for me!” … “Okay, good point, but I have a travel guide. I know enough to get us by. And you can always write something down phonetically.” … “Still...this is your ancestral home land! I'm sure it'll be fine. Not like Paris at all...which I guess is also your ancestral home land too...” … “Yah, yah,” Edda said to Paul shrugging, then turned around in his seat, spotting Violet in the seat behind him. “Hey there!” Edda said, “Name's Edda. Why are you here in Tokyo? My friend Paul and I are seeing the sights.” He pointed to the seat next to him, where Paul was by him. “I'm, uh, Peter Parker,” Peter said, introducing himself to Tony, “I always admired you and your dad. Building things to help people...” -Luggage Area- A breath of fire, and Dragon's eyes snapped open. “...Who's there?” he growled into the darkness. |
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| Tux | Jun 11 2011, 10:47 PM Post #14 |
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Airplane A young, bald, Tibetan monk named Krillin was looking around outside his window, trying to assess the situation. He was sitting next to his best friend/rival, a young man with wild hair named Goku. "Gee, I wonder what's going on. Things don't look so good out there.", Krillin said, in reference to the empty and dreary surroundings outside the plane. -- A hand came on Ben's shoulder, and another on Jade's shoulder. "Now, come on, guys.", said the voice of the man whose hands were on Ben and Jade's shoulders. It was none other than Jackie Chan! Famous movie star, ex-archeologist, and all-around butt-kicking Kung-Fu master! "It looks like things might be a little too dangerous right now. I think it would be best if we stay put until we know for sure what's going on.", Jackie said. Although Ben and Jade were both adults AND married... Jackie Chan still thought of them as children. And being that he was Jade's uncle, as well as her legal guardian, he tended to think of her as though she were his own daughter. That is to say, he was rather overprotective. |
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| GameandWatch | Jun 11 2011, 10:57 PM Post #15 |
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Airplane Violet looked up. She had casually been reading a book. She shut it, pushed her glasses up and blushed. No one ever talked to her. She made a slit with her finger to her throat, denoting her inability to speak. She tried sign language. "I am Violet. I cannot speak, a natural born mute. Few people understand sign language. If you do understand, I would be delighted if you said so." She got her notepad ready. She presumed it'd be normal, where the person would shake their head that no, they did NOT know sign language. Luggage Area Shipper's eyes rose. Security? No...no, the person who asked couldn't have been so. He didn't want to get caught stowing away. He thought of lying, but decided to be truthful. He was in Tokyo, his destination. Why lie? "The name's Shipper. Nathaniel Shipper." He stepped up, his war-hammer at the ready in case the inquisitive person was hostile. "Who asks?" |
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