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| Topic Started: Nov 18 2008, 10:43 PM (415 Views) | |
| slick14805 | Nov 18 2008, 10:43 PM Post #1 |
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TJ: Hey everyone TJ here from the Lost show and I am gonna do the previously on Lost crap okay so here we go! Previously on Lost... There was a big family reunion at the hatch as it was the place to be! Cakes and cookies galore! Jin, Locke, Ana and others returned! Ben was found out to be a an impostor thanks to Arzt, but later escaped because of Ana and Arzt! Arzt shot some black guy who was the real Henry, and Rose tried to deal with Bernard's death by baking! Locke and Jin discovered Henry's dead body.... oh yeah locke stole the crutch the handicapped man as he now cannot walk again...  Miles and Michael continue to look for that damn kid! Another episode wasted trying to find him... they decide to head back to the hatch thanks to Eko giving Miles some friendly advice!  Walt went back to the hatch and then left again...  Sawyer is on his way back to the island!! We get to meet lots of new soon to be dead actors and actresses! Damon did not waste time killing off freighter people as Regina was the weakest link... buh-bye! We found out Shannon is alive and well! Jack cries again and so does Shannon... so emotional...  Jack is a daddy!Cindy feeds some animals and confirms she is an Other! Desmond makes his way to the barracks and is accompanied by Karl. He just barely avoids death because of Karl and the sonar fence. Ben reveals he used to work for Widmore and buys a nice thing at an auction. Abaddon also gets involved in this crazy situation by kidnapping Ben!! In present time.... Ben is taking charge as Ana and Arzt follow him through the tunnel. Nathan and others are finally shown working at soem coal mines trying to get some juice back to the island! It turns out all the tailies are there that were captured! Ethan tells Nathan he will escape today.....  |
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| WildBillKO | Nov 19 2008, 05:37 AM Post #2 |
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Miles, Day 28-1 After what seemed like an infinitely long walk back to the beach, Michael and Miles arrived in the early morning hours. Michael hadn't said a word to Miles... but hadn't taken his eyes off the mercenary, either. There had been no sign of the mysterious stranger, either. After arrival, Michael broke the awkward silence. "If he's not here, I will kill you." Miles knew he meant it... but wondered if Michael knew what a fight he'd be in for. Suddenly, Miles dropped to one knee with a queasy feeling in his stomach. He had to lie down... And what in the bloody heck happened? This isn't an island... this is a village. I remember this place... it's in Nigeria. A village I previously worked in. That was a different me... but why am I back here now, after all this time? All the changes I've made? Miles looked down and saw a submachine gun in his hands, pointed at a group of children. Their whimpers of fear echoed off the grass huts all around them. Their parents had all died at the hands of his colleagues, although Miles had been too scared to fire a shot. "Listen children!" yelled the man who paid the bills. He was some kind of drug kingpin down there. "You see what happens when people refuse to do my will. You have a choice today: join me and live, or join your parents! Those who wish to join me, see the man in the black hat. Those who do not, remain where you are." The children were young and grieving, but self-preservation kicked in. Only one refused to join the kingpin's army. More cannon fodder so the grownups don't get hurt, thought Miles. What a waste. I'm getting out of here as soon as I can before... "Straume!" yelled the kingpin. "Sir!" replied Miles. "I see one who will not join me. You know what to do." "Sir, with all due respect, what good would come of it?" "Straume, with all due respect, I do not pay for your opinions. Do what must be done, or I will have someone else take care of your business, and you." "Understood, sir." God, I've never asked you for help, but Lord, get me out of this. This kid doesn't deserve to die. None of them deserve this. Give me a way out, Lord. Miles had an idea. He grabbed the kid roughly and took him to the edge of the forest. "No need to mess up the streets of this hellhole any more than they already are," he announced loudly to no one in particular. He then walked with the boy about sixty feet into the jungle. "Listen very closely, kid," he whispered to the boy, maybe twelve years old. Miles had no idea if the boy understood. "Nod if you understand me, kid." The boy nodded his head solemnly. "Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to fire my gun and walk back to camp. You're going to fall down and pretend that you're dead. Then, after nightfall, you're going to wait for the campfire light to go out and you're going to run away as fast as you can and never come back, or we're both dead. Understand?" The boy nodded again. Miles pointed his gun in the general direction of the boy, and fired off a round above his head. The boy collapsed. So far, so good. The rest of the evening passed uneventfully, and the campfire went out. Miles dozed off. He awoke to four clenched fists and eight combat boots punching and kicking his face, ribs, arms, and nether region. After a brutal beating, he was dragged before the kingpin. On the floor next to him was the dead body of the boy he had let live earlier. "I told you, we would take care of your business, and take care of you, too." The kingpin raised a pistol and fired off two rounds into Miles' prone torso. Everything faded to black... Miles jerked awake on the island. "Eko! His name is Eko!" Michael seemed taken aback. "Yeah, that was his name, the dude you saw. But why do you know his name now?" Miles was about to answer when they heard a gunshot ring out from the hatch, followed by what sounded like a struggle. Michael took off down the beach toward the hatch. "WALT!!!" Miles followed only steps behind. Edited by WildBillKO, Nov 19 2008, 06:52 PM.
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| Zsin Dobre | Nov 19 2008, 03:39 PM Post #3 |
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DESMOND Day 28 Entry 1 Karl lead Desmond down a corridor inside the Barracks. Nightfall had come upon them so suddenly, as if the previous day had unexpectedly ended too early. To their advantage, it was still dark, so the few that inhabited the building were fast asleep. They reached the end of the hall and Karl opened a door to a stairwell, "You'll find Kelvin's room down on the lower level. It's the third door on the left." Desmond was grateful, "Thank you for all your help Brotha." "Yeah, don't mention it." Desmond entered the stairwell and began his descent when he heard Karl call to him, "Desmond..." Desmond stopped and looked up, "Yeah? What is it?" "Do you know Leslie Artz?" "Yes." replied Desmond feeling the question was a little out of the blue, "Why do you ask?" "Nevermind. Good luck Desmond." Desmond entered the lower level, and drew his gun as a precaution. Dim florescent light flickered and buzzed illuminating the dark hallway in a pale blue. Desmond approached the third door on the left, just like Karl had told him. He turned the knob and slowly pushed open the door. It was completely dark. He fished around the walls for a light switch. It seemed like an eternity before he came across one. The light filled the small room and Desmond was appalled. Pictures of his love covered every inch of wall space. It was as if Kelvin had forged his room into some sort of shrine devoted to Penny. Many of the photos were of Kelvin and her together. She looked young and happy. Were they together? All that time and she never mentioned him? He did not know what to think. Desmond noticed a shoe box sitting on a nearby dresser. Penny's name was written on it. He opened it and found it was full of handwritten letters. Suddenly there was noise from out in the hall. Then he heard a voice call out, "Hello?". Someone was coming. Desmond stuffed the box of letters into his pack then closed the lights and hid. The door creeked open. "Hello?" he heard again, "Someone here?" The person entered the dark room and before they could turn on the lights, Desmond made his escape. |
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| Jate4Ever | Nov 19 2008, 08:19 PM Post #4 |
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Juliet Burke Day 28 ~ Scene 1 Juliet awoke from her bed. It was early morning and she knew today was the day she had to inject Jack with the pacemaker... she looked at her clock and it was 6:00 AM which is a very normal time for almost any of her people to wake up. She heard a knock on her door. Juliet quickly put on some clothes to atleast look proper. She opened the door and it was Isabel. "Good morning Jules. I made you breakfast. Today is the day Jack gets injected. Shannon may not be able to suffer for my daughter's death, but atleast Jack will take her place." Of all the time being on this island Juliet had never seen Isabel act this cold. It's as if when Nikki died her heart and soul went with her. "I do not think that is necessary anymore. Jack has promised me that he will cooperate. I told him about Shannon being alive. That was all that was needed to keep him in line. I told him we would hurt her if he would disobey us." Isabel stared at Juliet and it seemed like she was trying to read her thoughts. "I don't care. He must be injected with a pacemaker today. Now do your damn job! Oh... here are your pancakes." Isbael handed Juliet some blueberry pancakes. Her radio then began to beep. "What is it Tom?" "Isabel we have some bad news. It appears someone new to this island has arrived. We found a parachute. There are footprints here. Whoever this person is he or she seemd to have followed somebody else. This is very bad... our power is gone and this island is one huge bulls eye for anyone to locate!" Isabel did not look pleased by this piece of news. "Tell Ethan to hurry up with the damn coal mines! As for this mysterious new person.... I want a face, I want a name, and most improtantly I want this person captured! I want to get some answers out whomever it is!! Ben would be very dissapointed in us if we were to fail him! You know what... wait for me... I will accompany you!" Isabel stormed off heading towards the submarine. Juliet walked towards Jack's cage. She could not go through with this... Jack smiled at her as she opened the cage door. "Hi Jack. I need you to follow me please." "What's wrong? What are you gona do?" Juliet uncuffed Jack and he was now free. Jack couldn't belive how easy it was to escape right now. "What are you doing? I can easily escape you know..." Juliet got close to his ear. "When I am about to exit the cage I want you to hit me real hard that I pass out. Then run for your life Jack." Jack was shocked by this. "Why are you doing this?" "I have to inject you with something. Please just do what I told you and don't look back!" "Juliet they will punish you severly if I escape. Perhaps even kill you!" Juliet grabbed Jack's rugged shoulders and shook his body as much as she could. "Please Jack! I don't want to hurt anyone anymore! I gave up on escaping this place a long time ago! I will face the consequences! I am not afraid of death!" Edited by Jate4Ever, Nov 19 2008, 08:26 PM.
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| slick14805 | Nov 19 2008, 08:55 PM Post #5 |
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Jack Shepard Day 28: Entry 1 "Please Jack! I don't want to hurt anyone anymore! I gave up on escaping this place a long time ago! I will face the consequences! I am not afraid of death!" Jack really did feel like taking Juliet's advice, but then what would happen to Shannon? If he were to escape Juliet and Shannon would suffer. "No... just do what you must. Please let's just go Juliet." "Jack please..." "I have made up my mind. Let's just go." After a few seconds Juliet put some new cuffs on him and she led him out of the cage. "You should have fled..." "It would have been pointless for me to escape. They would have recaptured me sooner or later not to mention you will be punished and so will Shannon. I can't leave this island and you know it." Juliet turned around with teary eyes. "I am about to hurt you! Do you not understand that?! Why do you care about my well being?" Jack stared directly into Juliet's eyes. He brushed off some of her tears. "Are you going to shoot me with a bullet? Are you going to electrocute me? Are you going to send some polar bears to attack me?!" "Jack..." "Are you going to send this smoke monster after me?! I have been through so many horrible things Juliet! Do you think a little injection is going to hurt me?" "Yes..." Jack held Juliet's hands and squeezed them tightly. "You just do what you have to do okay? I am ready for anything." With that Juliet continued to lead Jack towards the medical center. Jack looked around and what he saw was amazing. He saw some elephants nearby. There were lions as well. There was another area meant for polar bears, but it seemed empty. Exotic plants were in almost every corner he could look at. "What is this place?" "You are in the Hydra Jack. This is one big station. The Hydra's specialty is to experiment with animals on land and water." "It's beautiful here." They had reached the medical center. Juliet entered a code on the door and it opened. "This way Jack. You might want to look quickly to your right." Jack did so and as they walked by he saw that a door was open. Inside there was Shannon. "Shannon!!" Shannon looked at Jack and she also yelled out his name. "Jack!!" Juliet held on tightly to Jack. "Jack please.. this area is under surveillance. You cannot talk to her right now. Just take a good look at her and let's continue walking." She was wearing baby blue clothes as if she were a patient or something. Her hair was not combed and she looked like she had been crying recently. Her eyes were still as blue as ever. "Please Jack let's go. Be strong for her." Jack followed Juliet. He could hear Shannon still screaming for him... They arrived in a white room. It was very bright. Almost everything here was white. "I am going to have to put you to sleep Jack. This operation is pretty painful if you are awake." "That's fine Juliet. Do what you must." She motioned for him to sit on a white table. "Please take your shirt off Jack. Rub the left side of your chest with this." Juliet handed him a cloth filled with alcohol. He took his shirt off and did as she instructed. He lay there on the table waiting for the operation to begin. Juliet then put a mask on him. "Please count down from 10-1 Jack." "10....9...4...8...15...16...23...42..." Jack was completely out. Edited by slick14805, Nov 19 2008, 09:00 PM.
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| slick14805 | Nov 19 2008, 09:39 PM Post #6 |
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Nathan Rom Day 28: Entry 1 "Wake up ladies!!" Is it 6:00 AM already?! Nathan rubbed his eyes and he quickly started to dress. It was very cold sleeping in these tents at night. He was glad that this was his last day here. He only wished he could take some people with him. A man named Jason came into their tent with an Ak-47. "Come on let's go!! You ladies have plenty of work today!" Ethan then entered as well. "Go get the truck ready Jason. I got these guys." "Yes sir." As Jason left Ethan's walkie began to beep. "What is it Tom?" "Mornin' Ethan. Isabel told me to tell you to speed it up over there! We already have a new intruder on the island and I am betting money this will not be the only person coming for a visit! Do not let us down Ethan!" People inside the tent began whispering excitedly. "Roger that Tom. We will have enough coal to burn by tomorrow I promise. I'll talk to you soon." Ethan then stared at the people sleeping on Nathan's tent. He then began to laugh. "Oh what... do you people think rescue is here for you? I got news for you all.... don't hold your breathe! This person will be dealt with soon, but you guys can spread the word that a savior has arrived while you get us some coal okay? You can even make a little song about this person to help make you work faster!" People were lining up getting ready to board this truck that was really meant to pick up coal. Ethan then grabbed Nathan and made him go near some bushes. "Okay Jason is busy inside the truck and with this new person on the other island I say it is the perfect time for your escape. Go now little brother!" Nathan nodded his head and ran. He ran west just as Ethan had instructed him to do so. He ran as fast as he could.... FLASHBACK "I am gonna get ya!" Nathan kept on running as fast as he could. He was almost about to tag Ethan and win. Ethan pulled off some slick maneuvers and dodged his hands. He ran towards a tree which was the 'glue' of this game and if he touched it he would be safe and thus win the game. They both ran towards the tree's direction. "Yes!! I am gonna win!" "No you're not!" Nathan was very close he could almost touch him... so close.... almost there... damn! Ethan got to the tree and won the game. Nathan just wished that some day he could beat him... "Nice try little brother, but I win again!" Ethan then looked at his Rolex watch. " Oh wow... our favorite show is on! Come on Nathan let's go!" "Hearts and Minds?! Let's go!" They ran towards their living room and prepared to watch Hearts and Minds. Their mother came from out of the kitchen and gave Ethan his peanut butter sandwiches as usual. She then told Nathan to make his own because they were too hard for her to make it the way he likes them. "Oh I almost forgot you kids... we have a new body guard! Kids please say hi to Mr. Abaddon!" End Of FLASHBACK... Nathan continued to run at full speed. He was almost near the ocean. Sure enough there was a small raft waiting for him with a paddle. He stopped to catch his breathe for a second. He then got on board the raft and began paddling. He was heading back towards the other island. Edited by slick14805, Nov 19 2008, 09:44 PM.
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| DarthHaggis | Nov 20 2008, 02:51 PM Post #7 |
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Day 28-1 Leslie Arzt He woke up and his chest hurt. It felt like an elephant was sitting on it. He could barely breath. What had he done? Throughout his life, Arzt knew, on a semi-conscious level, that he was not the same as everyone else. He had different likes, dislikes, way of thinking, food preferences, sense of humor, basic genome… Things never affected him like he saw it affected other people. If something went wrong, Arzt could always shrug and move on. True, he wanted to be liked, and he did everything within his power to be liked, but he found it quite easy to ignore looks of condemnation and scorn. He found it simple to interpret peoples’ behaviors towards him in a way that was not so condemnatory. But when he looked at what had happened yesterday, and what had gone on in the last three or four days, he wasn’t sure he could do that any longer. He was a dad; and a murderer. If he was honest with himself, which he was now learning to do, Arzt realized that he hadn’t had many friends over the years. Really, the only people that had truly struck by him were Hank and Jenn. And within the last three weeks, Arzt had watched both of them die. At first, when Jennifer died, he was able to move on. He just plugged into that part of his system that was able to ignore everything and everyone else and live just for self. ‘Sides, he could just focus on how she had left him for Hank and it was easy. Now, it wasn’t so easy. Something was different in Arzt. It was like some kind of social idiocy that had dominated his brain for the last 40 some odd years of his life was changing. He couldn’t be a father. He wasn’t father material. He was a terrible person. He murdered his best friend. He watched his wife – who was he kidding - he watched some girl he had a crush on die. He had refused to support a woman that he thought he loved when she got pregnant. He led a group of people to a power station, blew it up, and did nothing to find out if they were alive. What had he become? What I already was, Arzt concluded. Something had to change. Edited by DarthHaggis, Nov 20 2008, 03:05 PM.
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| Zsinister Dobre | Nov 20 2008, 04:05 PM Post #8 |
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CHARLES WIDMORE Day 28 Entry 1 The Island had become Charles Widmore's life's work and obsession and now he had never been closer to getting what he wanted. Through his many years of research and thorough detective work, Charles had become an expert in many aspects of the island. From it's history to the powers it could bestow, Charles had accumulated a knowledge that was unmatched by most and akin to a few. After many near misses in the past, promise was once again reborn. Widmore had entrusted Captain Gault, an old friend under frequent employ, to investigate a set of coordinates that he had been fortunate to come across. Gault's freighter was en route. Should the first objective prove successful, further instructions were to be followed. Widmore's adversary, Ben Linus, who Charles knew to be on the island, was to be apprehended. All remaining inhabitants were to be eradicated. Charles intended to lay claim to what he believed to be rightfully his through due diligence. He had put forth the effort to clear his path for control over the island. A path by which to circumvent the Hanso family, who by legend held the true historical right to the island. "What do you mean he was taken?" shouted Widmore into the phone. "What about the Ledger?" he demanded. Wimdore paused to listen, then continued to lash out "the contents of that ledger were never made public and were unknown to anyone outside the Hanso family. It must be safely returned to me! In the meantime, Ben will have to just sit tight, till I can think of something." Edited by Zsinister Dobre, Nov 20 2008, 04:06 PM.
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| efc91 | Nov 20 2008, 06:23 PM Post #9 |
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The James Ford Chronicles – "Now Is Not The Time To Joke" "HELP!" Sawyer shouted as he lay shocked on the floor "SOMEBODY HELP!" he shouted again. Then there was a sudden rush of footsteps charging down the stairs, it was Frank and another man, who Sawyer was yet to meet, he had long dark hair and beard, he was tall and slim and was wearing a white shirt with dark pants and a black tie They reached Sawyer but came to a halt as they realized what Sawyer had been shouting about. "Wow I think she's...she's dead" The other man stuttered. "Well no sh!t Sherlock" Sawyer remarked, "Is this Regina?" "That was Regina" Frank said as he pulled out a knife, "Come on help me cut her down" Sawyer and Frank cut her down and lay her on the floor. "It looks like she has been dead for a good few hours now, poor girl, Daniel go get the Captain and the Doc" Frank said to the now named man. "Damn it this is just great we have been on this boat for 8 hours and things are already going wrong, I mean why the hell would she kill herself?" Sawyer was annoyed he also couldn't get his head around the fact that this women had been dead for the majority of there time on the boat. Who the hell is this mysterious woman?, Sawyer thought to himself. "Daniel damn it go get the Captain?" Frank shouted at the hesitant Daniel. "Oh I'm s...sorry Frank, I will go get him right away" Daniel ran back up to the desk. "What's with with blithering Jesus?" Sawyer asked. "Oh Daniel don't mind him he is a hypochondriac and his memory isn't top notch, he will be joining you when you get to the Island" "Oh, I hope he proves to be more useful because my first impressions are that he's a bit of a dumbass" Sawyer said with a smirk on his face. "DUMBASS, he is more intelligent than you James Ford" Frank said shocked at Sawyer's sudden change in personality. "Wow sorry Gandalf, there was no need to full name me, I was just joking" "Well now is not the time to joke" Edited by efc91, Nov 20 2008, 06:36 PM.
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| An Gael | Nov 20 2008, 07:06 PM Post #10 |
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As the survivors of flight 815 found themselves trapped on the island time and time again, a certain multi-coloured bird could go where it wished. At daybreak it had sat perched high in a tree overlooking a numbr of cages. Funny, thought the bird. They looked like the bird cage his owner had, only this time the roles were reversed. Taking flight, he soared high over the small island where he noticed a small dot cutting across a beach towards the see... perhaps one of the humans had escaped from their cage.... The waves of the ocean raced beneath his wings as the larger island approached. Rocks, sand and sea were a blur beneath his path through the air. He was returning to the largest beach on the largest island - there had been so many strange things happening there as of late but today, as the bird landed on a wooden post these strange people had placed in the ground bearing the words 'Charlie Pace R.I.P', he saw a very familiar sight. They were putting one of their own into the ground...how strange the routines of these people were... 'Like everything else on this island, who you were is a mystery to us. Since you couldn't find peace here, perhaps you''ll find peace in death.' Jin's vioce travelled solemly across the air. As the congregation looked on in silece, Aaron laughed in Claire's arms. Jin had an arm around Rose and held Sun's hand in his. Sayid and Danielle looked on from a distance. Jin took one last look at the real Henry Gale's ID card before tossing it into the hole. It fluttered for a moment in the breeze before dropping down into the earth and landed on the dead man's chest. Steve began to shovel sand into the pit. The group began to disperse. 'Well, I better go feed Aaron..' 'I'll come with you, none of us shoudl go anywhere alone,' suggested Sun. A quick kiss on Jin's cheek and she was gone, leaving Sayid and Jin to talk as they wandered about the graveyard. 'So that settles it, the man in the pantry is an Other-' 'And a dangerous one at that,' added Jin, 'Have you got an idea what we should do?' 'Of course,' replied Sayid with a nod, 'I'll explain later.' Rose was approaching. Sayid drifted off down the beach. 'Jin, can I ask you to help me with something?' 'Of course, anything.' 'Well we didn't no this man,' she said as the two of them stared down into the grave that was slowly filling up with soil and sand, 'but it made me think. Bernard's just laying there in that station. Will you help me bury my husband?...' |
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| Zsin Dobre | Nov 20 2008, 09:53 PM Post #11 |
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DESMOND Day 28 Entry 2 Desmond fled down the hall and into the stairwell. "HEY!" Shouted a voice from behind him, "What were you doing in there? HEY YOU!" It was a woman's voice. She entered the stairwell and gave pursuit. Skipping two steps at a time, Desmond swiftly reached the next level and barged through the door. He darted down the corridor not knowing exactly where he was going. He heard the yells from behind him, "HEY! STOP!". He turned a corner and reached a dead end. Feverishly he tried the doors on each side of the hall, but they were all locked. It was too late. The woman turned the corner and shined a flashlight in Desmond's face. She began to speak, "Well well... Goodwin said we could be expecting you." Desmond was blinded by the light and could not see the woman, nor could he recognize the voice. "Go to hell." moaned Desmond. "I know who you are Desmond. I know why you're here." "Ah, so you were a friend of Kelvin's too, eh?" sarcastically remarked Desmond. "Kelvin may have brought you here, and kept you alive for four years, but he's not the reason for you being here.... On this island." "I know... He was being compensated by someone else. Doing their bidding." Desmond started to become upset. In speaking, he was forced to think about how Penny was behind it all. She must've wanted him out of the way so she could continue her relationship with Kelvin. "Yes. You were being kept hidden." "I knew it!" emotionally exclaimed Desmond on the brink of tears. "She was in love! But not with me." He pulled out the box of correspondences he had taken from Kelvin's room, "I have the letters here to prove it!" "Wait... You don't understand..." Desmond was now agitated. He withdrew his gun and took aim at the woman "How do I get out of here?" The woman staunchly tried to get through to Desmond "You were being kept hidden here for your own safety. Your life depended on it." It was to no avail. The notion that Penny could do this to him had made him unruly. BANG! Desmond fired a shot into the ceiling, "Show me the way out... NOW!" He demanded. She was left with no choice but to appease his madness, "It's just around the corner. Follow me." With that, the woman lead Desmond to the exit, where he ran off into the jungle. Karl came running up the hall from behind her, "Bea! Are you alright? I heard gunshots." "I'm fine Karl." "What happened?" "We were just paid a visit by someone very very special." |
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| CharliePaceMBE | Nov 20 2008, 11:14 PM Post #12 |
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Gabriel Day 28 He awoke next to the remnants of the fire he had made the night before. The embers were still crackling and floating into the crisp morning air. Stretching as he stared at the clouds above. Strangely he pictured a symbol similar to that of the orchid. Shutting it out as pure coincidence he slowly stood up. Reaching for his shirt which was laying a few feet away from where he lay, he put it on momentarily blind of his surroundings. In those seconds he was struck in the head by a mango from the tree above. “This is not going to be my day…” he said to himself as he wiped away the swashed mango from his shirt. Finishing his highly unlucky mornings dressing he picked up Richards map and proceeded on the final leg of his long hike… FLASHFORWARD Gun in hand Gabriel stormed out of the Swan shouting mindlessly for anyone to help. Pushing through a cluster of bushes he was face to face with a young man. He looked to be around 22years old judging by his smooth flawless face and crisp brown hair. Stopping to point his gun at him he stuttered as he spoke. “Who are you? Are you one of them?” Fear was in his voice. “My Name is Boone Carlyle and I was a survivor of flight 815”Gabriel was amazed at the calmness in this mans voice, especially after a screaming man had come out of the bushes pointing a gun at him “Was? Don’t you mean you are a survivor of 815?” “I cannot be officially classed as a survivor of 815. You see I was unfortunate enough to die on this island of an overdose of Heroin.” Feeling a little relieved but worried nonetheless Gabriel lowered the pistol and calmed. “I am sorry to hear that but how are you here if you are dead?” “Shhh” Boone backed away with his finger pressed against his lips. His other arm was pointing behind Gabriel. Turning around suddenly and pointing his gun Gabriel saw nothing. When he turned around again to see Boone he was gone… “What the hell?” A look of confusion spread across his face. Realisation struck him as he remembered what he promised to do. “HELP I need some assistance! HELP” |
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| efc91 | Nov 20 2008, 11:45 PM Post #13 |
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The James Ford Chronicles - "This Place Gives Me The Creeps" "What's in the case?" "I don't know" Sawyer answered a voice from behind him, he was now standing in the corridor alone, Frank had just left him and he was holding the black briefcase Gualt gave him earlier that day. He turned around to face the person speaking to him. "You...who are you? Why are you following me?" "Open it?" "What? No lady listen to me I want answers, there are only three women on this boat, I mean two now but there was three women on this boat and they are the two British girls Naomi and Charlotte and Suicidal Sue" "Her name was Regina" "Ah who cares, she's dead now" "You must respect the dead. Open it?" "No" Sawyer walked away from the woman. "I will see you around then Sawyer" The woman said in a load voice. Sawyer turned back but there was no one there she was gone. "I'm going up to the upper deck this place gives me the creeps" Sawyer said to himself as he slowly walked up the stairs with his briefcase in his hands. Edited by efc91, Nov 20 2008, 11:48 PM.
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| WildBillKO | Nov 21 2008, 02:52 PM Post #14 |
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Miles, Day 28-2 Not going to a funeral was made easier by the facts. One, they had an important job to do: tracking down Walt. Two, he had a ready made excuse, since Michael was itching to get back out there and find his son. Three, he had never met Henry Gale-- it was enough that he was an impromptu pall bearer, helping to carry his garganutan body out of the hatch and to it's final resting place. When I go, it darn well better be family and friends at my side, not a random stranger and a couple of people brought together by circumstance. So, it was back out to track down Walt. So far, it seemed the kid was two steps ahead, and he and Michael were going backwards. Time to shake things up a bit. "Michael, would we be able to cover more ground separately?" "I'm not comfortable with anyone being out here alone. My time here has taught me it's just not safe." "Yet your son has gone off for a day at a time-- twice-- and he's been just fine when he gets back, on his own." Michael took time to consider this. They could cover more ground, but did he trust Miles? "I'll tell you what, Miles. We'll meet back here at midday. It's just not safe to be alone for too long." "Michael, I'm not scared of things that go bump in the day. I'll head left, you head right, we'll meet back up in a couple of hours." That went much easier than I thought it would, mused Miles. Now I just have to find Walt before he does. Miles walked about a half mile down the path away from Michael, and stopped at a small stream to get a quick drink of water. He bent down, cupped his hands, and drank. "Just like Gideon." The voice startled Miles, and he quickly pulled his pistol and wheeled around to find the mysterious stranger with the walking stick. The stranger continued, "The Lord has shown me that you will be the first to find Walt. Put down your weapon and follow me." "You tried to kill me in Africa." "Did I?" replied his visitor. "Surely, if I had tried to kill you, I would have succeeded. The fact that you are standing here today is powerful evidence that, in fact, I have never made that attempt. You can choose to believe what you think happened long ago, or you can choose to believe what I offer you today-- a way to fulfill your destiny." My destiny? No such thing as destiny... but if he can get me to Walt first... "OK, Eko. Where's Walt?" "Eko? Why do you call me by my brother's name?" |
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| DarthHaggis | Nov 21 2008, 03:32 PM Post #15 |
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The Artist Formerly Known as Arzt
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Day 28-2 – Opponents to Change Leslie Arzt Things were going to change, Arzt had decided. He didn’t know how he was going to do it. He didn’t even know if he was capable. There were so many things, he considered guiltily. But if he was going to be a husband and father, he had to do it. Arzt stood up boldly. He looked at his life and tried to consider what was important. Breakfast is important, he thought, but then caught himself. No, I need to do what’s right, not what’s easy, he chided himself. Well, with the food selection they have on this island, breakfast ain’t exactly easy! he responded back to himself. He shrugged to consider. Sure, he could get some breakfast before he began, but he really should get on his missions. His new missions. Not Henry’s missions, not Bea’s missions for him. His own missions. The ultimate goal, Arzt figured, is to be the kind of man I need to be to be a dad for Karl. And the kind of dad Karl needs isn’t a man with an online phD from Phoenix University, it’s a man who cares for the people around him. I need to go back to the Tempest and make sure everyone is ok. There was a small desk in the corner of the room, and inside it was a pad of paper with a Dharma emblem at the top of it. He began writing down the names of the people who had joined him on his mission: Leslie Arzt Dang, who else was on the mission to the Tempest? I can’t remember their names. There was that guy, the British guy who was in the underground building thingee… Delmond - he wrote. Arzt fumbled through the next few minutes, wracking his brain trying to remember everyone. Eventually, his list, in addition to the two names above, looked like this: Jackie (the Chinese guy) Patch guy (?Other) Goodman Anna Lu ( The Star (Chinaman’s wife, I think) Aldo The other Other. The last two of which had been scribbled out several times, and then written reluctantly. Finishing his list, he stood up and placed it in his right shirt pocket. He took the sonar weapon out of his bag and put it in his pocket. He looked at himself in the mirror, and admired his neck kerchief. Then he stopped for a minute. He took off the kerchief, suspecting that it may not be as dashing and cool as he thought. He turned to the door and reached to open it when… “Arzt? You’re up I see,” a gruff voice attached to a gruff man said. He grabbed Arzt by the arm – he had soft hands – and began walking him out the door. “I’m taking you to be debriefed. It’s off to room 23 for you, sir.” Something about going to a strange debriefing room with this man was displeasing to Arzt. Edited by DarthHaggis, Nov 25 2008, 10:47 PM.
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