Crashed: A Survivor Role Play

"Last time I checked..." Ashley trailed off. "....I have absolutely no idea."
"Well you're no help!" Adriana snapped.

"He might still be looking for you," Viper added, pointing at Ashley. Adriana's eyes got wide and she spoke, "He is.."
(Haha yay it's short this time)

"Aw crap," Ashley sighed. "Well I'm staying here with Jared. Can one of you try finding him?"
"Not it," Adriana held up her hands. "He still think's i'm crazy for him."
"Aren't you?" Viper asked.
"That's irrelevant."

"But we saw you guys kissing, and.." Ashley trailed off into though, still unknown of the whole truth or dare thing. Adriana face palmed.

"That was a dare. He thought it would break me. It didn't. Now Viper can you go and find the stupid guy? And get some food or cold water or something, Jared doesn't look so good," Adri added, annoyed.

"I'll stay here, Adri you get cold water, and Viper look for Derek," Ashley demanded, putting her hand on Jared's forehead. Without another word, Viper and Adriana got up, hurrying to find what they needed. "Derek!" Viper called, walking off into the distance as Adriana fast-walked to the pond, hoping the water was cold enough.

"DEREK!" Viper snapped, in a desperate tone. "GOD DAMMIT, DEREK!" Where are you? Derek, please, where are you? 
"What? What is it?" Derek emerged from behind some trees, panting. "What happened? Is something wrong? I'm trying to find Ashley!"

"Ashley was already found, dimwitt! The bears found her! You're dumber then bears!" Viper snarled at Derek. She rolled her eyes and added, "Jared's passed out again, and this time he is't waking up!!" Viper was almost crying. Derek followed Viper as she started walking towards the 'camp'.

"Wait, why isn't he waking up? Is he sick or something?" Derek peppered Viper with questions as they headed back.
"I DON'T FLUCKING KNOW!" Viper snapped, obviously worried.
Derek raised his hands in surrender, "I'm sorry Viper. I'm worried too, I really am, alright?"

(Again, why flucking?)
Viper started running, making Derek run too. Viper slid down, kneeling towards Jared, not giving a care in the world about any scrapes. Ashley was sitting down next to Jared with her leg sticking out and her hand on his forehead. "I think he's going cold," she said shaky. Adriana checked his pulse. "His pulse is slowing down," she said, looking Ashley straight in her teary eyes.

(we have somewhat of a censored system here Ava.)
"What's wrong with him!" Ashley cried. "He wasn't sick before, so what's wrong!" Tears flowed faster from Ashley's eyes, staining the ground beneath him.
"I might know," Derek said quietly. "I never really thought about it before."

(She turned it off, ya know)
"What?!" Ashley snapped. After a pause, Ashley then yelled, "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!" Derek gulped, then spoke softly, "He might have diabetes."

"Diabetes? What?" Adriana asked, her jaw dropping in shock.
"I've never actually talked to him about it...but really think for a minute. He ALWAYS washes his hands before every meal, he never has more than one scoop of ice cream, sometimes he acts really lightheaded and then he goes to the bathroom....I think his insulin was in his suitcase in the helicopter, so he's been trying to keep his blood sugar up. But now that our diets aren't very steady and he can't test his blood sugar..." Derek trailed off.
"DAMMIT JARED DON'T DIE ON ME!"

"GO FIND THE FUCKING HELICOPTER!" Ashley screamed, laying on Jared and crying. Quorra, who had been kind of watching the whole time, finally piped up and said, "I'll go look."

"We've been here more than a week, wouldn't we have found it by now?" Derek asked, his gaze fixed on the ground, and his hair covering his eyes. "W-well wouldn't we have?" he choked, holding back a sob.
"SHUT UP DEREK! YOU BASTARD! SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Ashley cried, shaking Jared, and hugging him tightly from where he lay.

Quorra ran. She ran to where she remembered landing. Her and Reese had different parachutes, but jumped together. She remembered Reese's parachute got stuck to the bottom of the helicopter. "Oh shit," she whispered to herself as she got closer to the ocean. Then as she reached the end she could see a part of a helicopter. In hope of finding Reese, and Jared's suitcase, she started swimming to the object. "Yes!" She yelled as she found that it was their helicopter. She grabbed what looked like a suitcase, opening it. Out came water, and there she found Jared's name printed on a shirt. On the corner of her eye she saw a person. She looked over to see...Reese? Quorra swam over, still gripped onto the suitcase. There, Reese lied unconscious with a few burns. The helicopter had burst into flames, but it obviously went away quickly due to the ocean water. "Reese!" She panicked, checking for a pulse. He still had one, and he was still breathing, and Quorra felt relived. She then grabbed him and took him to shore as well as Jared's stuff.

"Thank god. You need help. Jared, please tell me you packed a first aid kit...." Quorra mumbled to herself, rummaging through his things. T-shirts, soggy magazines....wait, is that PORN? Uggh, that doesn't matter right now Quorra! Socks, insulin, sunsc- YES! INSULIN! She cheered silently feeling proud. But she found herself faced with a problem. If she left Reese here, would he be alright until she could come back? Jared is currently dying.... 

Quorra fought in between the thoughts of both Jared and Reedr dying. She needed help. "I'll be right back," Quorra mumbled to herself, taking the insulin and sprinting back to where they were. "Here, found it, found Reese, gotta go bye," she quickly added as she got back, catching her breath then sprinting back.

"Wait, what? I don't know how to use this shit!" Ashley whined, tears still brimming her eyes. She turned to Derek, fear flashing through her emotions.
"Don't look at me," he raised his hands in surrender. "Do I look like a diabetic?"
"DAMN YOU! HELP HIM!" Ashley screamed.

"I don't know!" Derek decided to yell back, "Why the shit would I know? Have you tried asking Viper, Quorra, or Adriana?!" He soon regretted his words as Ashley's eye started to twitch at him.

"YOU BASTARD!" Ashley cried, and swiftly slapped him on the cheek.
"Shh, Ash, calm down. Let me see," Adriana raised her hands, and carefully walked over to her.

Derek handed her the insulin and walk farther away. He was watching from a distance. Adriana kneeled down next to Jared and started examining the peice.

"Got it!" She called, having figured out what to do with the insulin. "I think he'll be okay!"
"Thank god," Derek muttered.
"Really? He'll be alright? THANK YOU ADRI!" Ashley immediately hugged her best friend, and knelt down by her boyfriend once more. "Don't you dare die on me Jared! 'Kay?" she murmured, giggling slightly.

Though it's been a long time, Jared had given no sign in life. Quorra hadn't came back either. "Hey, Ashley, I'm going to go look for Quorra. You stay here with Derek and Jared." Adriana said, walking off. Ashley nodded, saying "Okay," but not taking her sight off Jared.

"Quorra!" Adriana called, looking for her friend. "Where are you?" She couldn't have gotten far. What's it been, an hour? She thought. Let's see....I think she said something about Reese. Did she find him or something? "QUORRA!"
"Over here!" a voice replied back. "A little help please?"
"Where are you!"