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Yoshi    61

*Yoshi finds himself standing a tree line while the clouds pass over. He sat in the shade as the heat battered the rest of the fields surrounding the area. Over looking a nearby city, he stares at the clouds. Then, as if by some dumb luck, he hears the familiar roar of a small plane, like the ones they would fly on Japan's north island. Excitedly, he burst from the tree line, binoculars in hand, to search the sky for the source of the sound. He slowly gauged where the sound was coming from as the roar became louder and louder.*

"Zeah yu aah…"

*A slight grin peeled across his face. He saw it: A small biplane, skipping from cloud to cloud, speeding towards the coast. He pulled out his binoculars to get a closer look at the plane. Smoke billowed from the engine, trailing the plane. As if cued by his actions, his radio blared to life, picking up an emergency signal. He then heard a familiar voice fill the air, sounding of static, and he put two and two together fairly quickly. His hands began to tremble, and his voice cracked a little as a small whisper escaped his lips*

"No..."

*A chill rolled down his spine and his eyes widened as the realization cut through him like a sharpened blade as the transmission ended. That voice, so familiar, could only belong to one person. He watched on with his own eyes, unable to do a damn thing, as the plane began to descend rapidly. His mind began spinning, and his eyes started to well, his hands trembling more violently each passing moment. Everything began to fade and get darker as his vision blurred. He dropped to his knees unable to support his own weight as his legs gave way to a lightened feeling. He struggled to regain his footing, trying to move forward towards the city. He had to get to the coast. The plane had disappeared behind the nearby ridge. Hopelessness was all he felt. He fought frantically to cut his radio over to the frequency his group had always used. He hoped she would hear him and respond. With his shaky hands, he held down the talk button, and let out a cry of desperation.*

"No. No no. No no no no! Nyreea? Nyreea?! Cahm een! Dahmeet! Nyreea? Nyyyreeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

*He burst into a full bore sprint towards the coast, adrenaline coursing through him. He continued searching the sky futilely, hoping for an instance of luck that the doomed plane would reappear over the ridge line, knowing full well that the best he could do at this point was find the wreckage.*

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Chaostica    144

*wakens slowly, her vision blurred and unable to focus, her body shaking from cold and shock. Reaching for the radio in her breast pocket, pain shoots through all over at the small movement startling a cry of pain past her lips before she drags the radio close and begins to transmit, the transmission is heavily laden with static but a voice can still be heard within*

Someone...anyone..*static*him. 

*labored breathing is heard then continues*

He managed to *static* before the crash. North of Svet*static*.... His chute did deploy, I saw it....don't know if he made it *static*safely

*more labored breathing and a painful gasp is heard before she speaks again her voice stronger but agitated*

FIND HIM!! HE MAY BE *static* Please...find..him.......hurry......

*the voice drifts softly away and only the sounds of the forest can be heard for a few moments around the static then a soft painful groan is heard before the radio goes silent*

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Guest Ghostrider0207   
Guest Ghostrider0207

*paul took out his radio push the button and starts to talk*

This is Pilot can you hear me???? shit what happend there???? im nearby, do you need help????

Please Respond!!! damit!!! i come and help you!!!

*Paul put his Raido back in his pocket and wait for respond*

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RedSky    123

-Finnr clicks on his radio-

Svetlo got it! on my way

-Finnr clicks off his radio-

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Chaostica    144

*slowly regains consciousness as she hears a response, she tries to bring the radio in close but notices it's no longer in her hand, trying to focus her eyes she spots it nearby and reaches for it, whimpering slightly at the pain shooting throughout her entire body as her fingers close around the small black communications device, moving slowly she brings it close to respond*

Find HIM! He got out .... was going to land....valley....engine *static*.....updraft threw the plane off course

*an involuntary gasp is heard as she shifts slightly to try to become more comfortable and to stay awake*

Find Him...North of Svetlo....I saw his Chute.....those trees disguise the danger...........rock formations.........he might be injured.

*the voice begins to drift off again, losing strength and focus*

Please.....he....needs.....

*the radio goes silent again as she loses consciousness her fingers relaxing and ending the transmission*

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Guest Ghostrider0207   
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*Paul takes his radio and starts to talk*

I dont know you but i will looking for this person im in svetlo! what is his name???

*Paul put his radio in his pocket*

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Papa Tachanka    46

*A faint broken repeating message, most likely from a transponder, begins to transmit a message*

"-.... .-.-.- .---- ....- ----. .-.-.- ----- ..--- -----"

*static*

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Yoshi    61

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