Sebastian Yar expected a lot of things from life. A business trip ending in crashing in a giant jungle?

No. not that part

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Sebastian Yar heir to the Yar family has had a good life a spoiled sheltered one and he wouldn't change it at all it is perfect. He's a strong respectable man a leader a business man not fucking bear Grylls. Still he'll be damned if he gives up his life at the first hard thing that happens to him.

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“Oh, for Christ’s sake...” Sebastian muttered under his breath; the entire world was muffled nothing besides the pulsing heartbeat and quiet beeping coming from the cockpit. His whole body ached—his left shoulder especially felt heavy; maybe it was that whole side actually. His chest ached bruising from the crash impact. His shirt was torn, small bruises running down his side, and blood staining the fabric.

The plane had crashed and crumpled like a movie the front half shredded letting in light and large cracks had ripped through the rest. when he turns to get a closer look at the other passenger's bodies he felt a sharp sting across his forehead. He raised a hand, wincing at the fresh cuts crisscrossing his face, a slight tremble running through his fingers. "It's ok, just breathe," he mutters smearing the blood on his fingers.

They're dead the other passengers at least most of them are It is the stillness and the quiet he can tell even before he stands by the awkward angles they lie in and the smell. God, he needs to throw up, and he almost does when he turns and sees the grandma, his set buddy, eyes glossed over and neck twisted and purpled. He hadn't spoken a word to her nothing but a stranger but still he knew how she smelled like powdery lilac and how she had been clenching her hands tight in prayer when the plane had begun its harsh fall, tearing through giant trees and vines until he had passed out on a hard bump.

"Sorry." It's all he can offer her as he closes her eyes fighting the shudder at how she doesn't flinch at the prodding. She’s gone. A small tremor runs through him as he pulls his hand away, fighting the urge to break down. “Is anyone alive?” he calls out, his voice trembling just slightly, though he tries to keep it steady.

The stillness that follows is suffocating, only the sound of the wind outside and the groaning of the wreckage filling the air. He waits for an answer that doesn’t come. Then, from somewhere near the back of the plane, he hears a faint noise a soft groan or movement, something. His heart skips a beat. He turns toward the sound, a flash of hope sparking in his chest; he moves slowly maybe scared of what he'll find, and he stares at the rows and rows of people; all of them were headed to Australia for one reason or another, and they crashed here, wherever here was.

He stops near a large crack in the plane’s side, his gaze shifting from the bodies to the vast expanse of the rainforest outside. The gaping hole in the wreckage revealed an expanse of thick green jungle stretching out before him. The humid air was heavy with the scent of earth, rot, and the overwhelming heat of the place infiltrating already. But then he hears it again a small noise just barely audible from the back of the plane. "Hold on, I'm coming."

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Tw: This is supposed to be a bit dark a bit brutal and he is supposed to be hard to bond with

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Roleplay recs:

1. Simply die. Be breathing heavy have a piece of metal stabbed through you he found a survivor but only for a moment. yummy angst

2. A plane crash in the jungle? Wow good thing I'm him and can survive easily follow me

3. Be a normal person have flaws have strengths fight to survive in this brutal jungle

4. skip the jungle survival and escape after a couple of messages of surviving maybe hell make you his partner and you can just skip the whole scenario!

5. Bed. 😏

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The roleplay recs are staying at least for now its fun to think about and I think it helps me keep my bots a little more open-ended in the long run which I enjoy. Also, Bloopersdotnet i see you everywhere diva thanks so much for the support!

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The vibe kinda: