Totally stuck on this island, with no way of getting off. Sounds like an adventure, right?
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
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Totally Awesome. Totally not, but whatevz.
Something happen, Miss Holliday?
What happened?
I’m asking you if something happened. You seem off.
*shakes her head.* I think... I might be sick. *says as though it's normal and then goes a little dizzy*
Everyone okay out there?
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Totally Awesome. Totally not, but whatevz.
Something happen, Miss Holliday?
What happened?
Everyone okay out there?
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Holly noticed that Puck wasn’t sitting with them by the fire. He was obviously taking this a little differently to the others. She knew everyone’s reaction would be different, all she wanted to do for example was break down and cry, but she couldn’t out of pure pride. She walked over to Puck and sat down next to him. “You okay, hot stuff?” Holly asked, almost sympathetically.
Puck looked over as Holy sat down next to him. “As okay as you can be in this situation” He replied shrugging softly. He wasn’t about to break down and cry, Puck didn’t cry, besides what good would that do? But he was pretty pissed off. This whole situation sucked. He was not in the mood for a camping trip that lasted, who knew how long.
Holly saw the sadness in his eyes. This was all her fault. If she hadn't suggested the trip, then they wouldn't be here. She rested her head in her knee's and tried not to let the tears fall. This was her worst nightmare, having feels for someone, loosing nearly all of her students, being trapped, and everything being her fault. She looked out at the sea, letting the tears finally fall slowly down her cheeks. Holly was in both physical and emotional pain. She'd swallowed so much salt water that earlier when she 'went to get water' she threw up. In reality she hadn't gotten any water, she'd just sat by a tree and cried on her own.
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Totally Awesome. Totally not, but whatevz.
Everyone okay out there?
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Puck leaned against a rather large tree over in the shaded side of the beach, his knees pulled up to his chest. He sat there ripping the grass out of the ground subconsciously. This sucked. One minute they were winning nationals and off on a cruise celebrating like you wouldn’t believe. Next thing they knew here they were stuck on this stupid rock. Everyone else was still trying to find each other, or else getting to know the island but not Puck. He couldn’t care less, he was not in the mood to spend the night here, rescue boats had to come sooner or later right? He wasn’t sure how long they had been there, Puck honestly couldn’t tell, it wasn’t like any of their watches were working.
Holly noticed that Puck wasn't sitting with them by the fire. He was obviously taking this a little differently to the others. She knew everyone's reaction would be different, all she wanted to do for example was break down and cry, but she couldn't out of pure pride. She walked over to Puck and sat down next to him. "You okay, hot stuff?" Holly asked, almost sympathetically.
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You wouldnt. Just off to look for food. Got lost. No big deal.
Ohohcee; I left you a starter earlier. But I’m pretty sure it got burred deep deep down on your dashboard xD I can try and find it in a few if you want.
I would, d’you dare me? *smirks* Okaaay whatever you say, hot stuff.
OOC; If you send me the link t0 my ask I’ll be happy to reply hehe ^_^ xx <33
Aren’t you like, suppose to be an adult. I’m pretty sure that wouldn’t be very adult like. Ooc: You don’t have an ask box. but it’s here http://noahislost.tumblr.com/post/5583738295/holly
Adult shmadult. In my head, we're on holiday, so you guys need to stop complaining and learn to just go with the flow.
OOC: Oops I'll go activate it x)
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Ladies, Ladies, chill yo beans. We need to all keep calm and mellow. Instead of dwelling, why can’t…
Well actually I’m not sure, but if there were lions I’d feed you to then, so play nice, Puckerman. *smirks* Where did you and Quinn go earlier?
You wouldnt. Just off to look for food. Got lost. No big deal.
Ohohcee; I left you a starter earlier. But I’m pretty sure it got burred deep deep down on your dashboard xD I can try and find it in a few if you want.
I would, d'you dare me? *smirks* Okaaay whatever you say, hot stuff.
OOC; If you send me the link t0 my ask I'll be happy to reply hehe ^_^ xx <33
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Quinn Fabray: Right now I’d really, really like to go home.
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Ladies, Ladies, chill yo beans. We need to all keep calm and mellow. Instead of dwelling, why can’t...
Well actually I'm not sure, but if there were lions I'd feed you to then, so play nice, Puckerman. *smirks* Where did you and Quinn go earlier?
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Camping is fun when you're with Holly Holliday, hot stuff. Now all of you stop arguing. It's not gonna help anyone and if you don't I'll feed you to the lions. Comprendre?
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Ladies, Ladies, chill yo beans. We need to all keep calm and mellow. Instead of dwelling, why can’t we make it fun while we’re here? It’ll be like one huge camping trip!

You’re crazy if you think…
There’s a novel idea- Noah actually being helpful rather than critical. Do you think he’s capable of that?
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Doesn’t everyone?
No need to be rude, Quinn. We’re all in the same boat here…metaphorically, of course. If we’re at each other’s throat it won’t do any good.
Ladies, Ladies, chill yo beans. We need to all keep calm and mellow. Instead of dwelling, why can't we make it fun while we're here? It'll be like one huge camping trip!
Right now I'd really, really like to go home.
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Rachel smiled the best she could given the circumstances, put on a brave face but she was worried. And homesick already which she admitted was sort of sad. She just wanted everyone to be alright and for them to go home soon. But standing there wishing and worrying would do no one any good so…
“Miss Holliday, are you alright?” Rachel wasn’t an expert on surviving and the like but she was pretty sure that her swaying like that wasn’t a good sign. So she kept an eye on her as she walked behind her, pausing to bend down and pick up branches as she walked, careful not to trip over anything. “Maybe you should sit down, catch your breath. Relax for a minute.”
Holly nodded, feeling queasy once more, her head span. The heat mixed with her emotions and the amount of salt water she must have swallowed hadn’t been a very good mix at all. She sat, praying she wouldn’t throw up, her head rested on her knees as she waited for the throbbing to calm. “I’m fine, absolutely fine.” she smiled softly, not wanting to worry Rachel with her problems, knowing the teen had enough problems of her own. OOC; on my iPod xx
She didn’t seem fine though. She seemed pretty sick, actually. But she didn’t think arguing that point would do any good. It would probably do more harm than anything. It would probably just make things weird, tense. And she supposed that as long as she didn’t end up getting sick then it shouldn’t be a problem. If she just breathed then there should have been absolutely no problem. In theory, of course. “Well,” she said. “If you’re sure you’re alright.” She was skeptical at best. Very, very skeptical. But she had to trust her.
OOC: Had to go to my friend’s school with her for a project. Yeah for being in someone else’s trade school for a day! lol
Holly didn't need anyone worrying about her. She'd probably just swallowed to much sea water. She'd be fine. That's when she heard the muffled cry's from behind some tree's. A young boy sat, shaking. Kurt.
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Holly sat by the trees as Rachel gathered wood, feeling incredibly sick, when all of a sudden she heard a muffled whimper from behind some tree’s. She crawled around in the direction of the sound to find the body of a young male student. He was sat up right and she called out to him. “Kurt!” she yelled, her voice dripping with relief. Another student found, she just prayed that he was okay.
It felt like a dream, a bizarre and horrible dream. He couldn’t remember much of what had happened, not right now anyway. His shallow breath caught the back of his throat, trying to find his feet, but not seeming to have any strength to push him to stand up. He couldn’t seem to find the right words the shout or anything, so when he heard a familiar voice, shouting out his name, he was more than thankful that someone had noticed him, someone had found him. The fear was pulsing through him, where was he? How many people were here with him? Surely something would become clear to him, he hoped it would.
Holly took Kurt in her arms, helping him stand even though she felt slightly sick still herself. "Are you okay, hot stuff?" she asked, worry dripping from her voice. She prayed that he wasn't injured. The basic staff first aid test could only get some so far. She helped Kurt find his feet as she went back to Rachel, who was spinning round frantically, obviously scared of being alone. They walked back to the camp fire, her and Rachel began adding the wood to the circle.
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Holly waited for her tears to subside before lifting her head. “I have no idea. But for now, we’re just gonna have to live with this, I guess.” she sighed heavily, tapping her feet through the sand, her shoes discarded a while ago. She fiddled with the ring Will had brought her for her birthday, they were close friends, nothing more, but she missed him more than anything and it’d only been a few hours.
Quinn noticed that Ms. Holliday had been crying, she scooted closer to her and wrapped her arm around the teacher, patting her back. She knew that it wasn’t exactly appropriate, but she felt bad to see her in so much fear and pain.
Holly let Quinn comfort her. She was terrified, absolutely terrified. "Thanks Quinn." Holly mumbled, wiping at her eyes. She hated feeling like this, it was horrible, so continued fiddling with her ring, remembering the day he'd brought it her. She sighed heavily and stared into the fire, zoning out completely into her own little world.
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Holly continued to hold her close, scared that she’d collapse of something, helping her sit down as she too took a seat. Quinn looked pale and weak. “The boats crashed and we’ve all got washed up here.” Holly sighed, handing Quinn some berries. “We don’t know where the other’s are yet though, hot stuff.” She sighed.
Quinn scratched the back of her head and groaned, “We better not be here for long or I’m going to die.” She complained as she accepted the berries that were handed to her. She did not do well in these types of situation, especially if she would be stranded with Rachel Berry for who knows how long.
“I don’t think any of us actually want to be here.” Holly laughed a little, trying so hard to smile and not cry. She lay her head in her knee’s, praying he’d come back to her, never feeling this strongly for anyone before, it scared her more than a deserted island ever could. “We just need to stay calm.” she mumbled, not looking up from her lap.
Quinn let out a frustrated sigh as she held her hands out to the fire, trying to warm them up. She glanced over to Ms. Holliday who obviously was putting up a front and wasn’t actually calm at all. “…Do you think we’ll get off this island?” She asked with a sign of worry in her voice.
Holly waited for her tears to subside before lifting her head. "I have no idea. But for now, we're just gonna have to live with this, I guess." she sighed heavily, tapping her feet through the sand, her shoes discarded a while ago. She fiddled with the ring Will had brought her for her birthday, they were close friends, nothing more, but she missed him more than anything and it'd only been a few hours.
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Holly continued to hold her close, scared that she’d collapse of something, helping her sit down as she too took a seat. Quinn looked pale and weak. “The boats crashed and we’ve all got washed up here.” Holly sighed, handing Quinn some berries. “We don’t know where the other’s are yet though, hot stuff.” She sighed.
Quinn scratched the back of her head and groaned, “We better not be here for long or I’m going to die.” She complained as she accepted the berries that were handed to her. She did not do well in these types of situation, especially if she would be stranded with Rachel Berry for who knows how long.
"I don't think any of us actually want to be here." Holly laughed a little, trying so hard to smile and not cry. She lay her head in her knee's, praying he'd come back to her, never feeling this strongly for anyone before, it scared her more than a deserted island ever could. "We just need to stay calm." she mumbled, not looking up from her lap.
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After finding Kurt and Rachel, Holly felt a little more at ease, although she longed to be reunited with Will and the others, she had more hope of finding them. Rachel and Kurt had helped build a small fire and they all sat round it on the beach, eating a few berries they’d managed to scavenge. They were all soaked through, hair matted, covered in sand. Holly didn’t mind that though, her thoughts were to busy with worry to really notice anymore.
A small whimper brought Holly out of her reverie. A cry for help. She quickly stood and looked around the beach to see a short blond headed girl, looking weak, almost unable to walk. Holly ran over to her and pulled her into a tight hug, making sure she didn’t fall over as she brought her back over to the fire. “Quinn? Are you okay?” Kurt and Rachel looked ecstatic at Quinn’s arrival and jumped up to embrace her also.
Quinn hugged the others, glad that she wasn’t alone. She cleared her throat, “Where am I?” She cringed at her surroundings and sat down by the fire. Her legs were in pain, so it was hard for her to stand up, so sitting was the best option. Her vision was blurry as she looked around at Holly, Kurt, and Rachel. Not the kind of people she really wanted to be around, hoping that this isolation wouldn’t last long. “Where are the others?”
Holly continued to hold her close, scared that she'd collapse of something, helping her sit down as she too took a seat. Quinn looked pale and weak. "The boats crashed and we've all got washed up here." Holly sighed, handing Quinn some berries. "We don't know where the other's are yet though, hot stuff." She sighed.
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After finding Kurt and Rachel, Holly felt a little more at ease, although she longed to be reunited with Will and the others, she had more hope of finding them. Rachel and Kurt had helped build a small fire and they all sat round it on the beach, eating a few berries they'd managed to scavenge. They were all soaked through, hair matted, covered in sand. Holly didn't mind that though, her thoughts were to busy with worry to really notice anymore.
A small whimper brought Holly out of her reverie. A cry for help. She quickly stood and looked around the beach to see a short blond headed girl, looking weak, almost unable to walk. Holly ran over to her and pulled her into a tight hug, making sure she didn't fall over as she brought her back over to the fire. "Quinn? Are you okay?" Kurt and Rachel looked ecstatic at Quinn's arrival and jumped up to embrace her also.
#quinn#fabray#dianna agron#glee#gleek#rp#roleplay#au rp#au#game#holly holliday#lost#blue lagoon#holly holiday#gwyneth paltrow
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