Fran took out his sharp rock and started making the spear even more sharp, then he made the other side also sharp. But while he was doing it he thought about Sharp, was he safe? Or did he die? Who knows.

Colin was bored out of his mind. He decided to do the one thing that interested him besides sex. He cooked. Back at home, he was well know for working at Bruno's as a chef. Colin took a mix of meats and organics and blended them in a particular way over Blake's fire. The way the flavors combined created a delicious meal. Fran came over, intending to verbally attack Colin. But when he saw the delicious looking meal on the platter, he couldn't help but ask.
"Can I try some of that?"
"Uhm, yeah sure." Colin said, handing him a piece of meat he marinated in a sauce.
Fran took a big bite out of it. "Oh my God," he said, "this is amazing! How did you make that sauce?"
"Psshh... I'll never tell you!"
Fran called the others over. Colin made more. They all tried some. While all of them, originally, wanted to violently strangle Colin, this and this alone was the reason they all wanted him to stick around. For the first time in days, the five had a decent meal. They ate very much. In fact, they ate a little bit too much. Nearly half the food in their stockpile was gone. They needed to work extra hard if they wanted to have the supplies to make more meals. Colin was finally rendered "useful" to the crew.

After Baron woke up and finished some of the meal that Colin had made he couldn't deny how amazing the taste was, but he still couldn't trust Colin. [After all that he's done why should I or anyone else even try to trust him, I mean he does have a gun and has the chance to take out anyone of us any second] Baron thought. "I guess I have no choice but to trust him since a club won't do much against a gun", Baron thought out loud.

Will don't be stupid, Baron called for him. We have to make sure that were ready before wandering off like that.

Will heard Baron talking to him. he was far enough to don't understand anything. "they are probably just trying to convince me to get back. fuckers." he tought, as he keeped walking towards the waterfall. when he arrived he jumped again. "fuck the other way, this is cool!" he walked to the place where the man was killed. "alright, so, let me track him." he saw footprints. "too easy." he thought, following the footprints, wich led him to a small camp, with some unkown people. "ah, fuck. this guys are not civilization... they're just other survivors!" Will was thinking in another decision. go back to camp and look like a loser, stupid guy or stay with these people here. "these guys here have been more time here, they could be more advanced than us. by the other side, the guys from the camp are like family for me. except Colin. he's just some fucker. i'll stick around with this guys here tough, i'll convince them to get my friends so that we may have a stronger group. and i'll convince them to leave Colin behind. then there will be no argument." Will was being a bit selfish, but it's just that he really, really hates any kind of douchebag. for him, they're just guys who think they are better than others, but founds out they're nothing but a pitful excuse of man. Will raised his hands, put his bow in the backpack, and talked to the group.

Just as the group was getting ready to leave the camp, there was the sound of a motor. Blake looked behind them and saw a jetboat passing. He dropped his stuff and began to wave for them. He hollered and tried to get their attention. Finally they noticed and came towards the group. Blake explained the whole situation and what had happened to the boaters. There were three people on the boat. The three were a woman, a man, and a kid. After a while of explaining, they invited them to join them and they would take them back to their town. Blake thanked them and the team got onto the boat. And that was the last time they ever were at the camp.
The only regret Blake had was that they had lost Sharp and Will. But he knew, somehow, that they would get out safely. After there returned to the real world, Blake went back to live with his wife and son, while everyone else went on to do their thing.

Okay, so now just say what your character went on to do. I had a lot of fun doing this with you guys! Maybe soon we all can do another RPG together! That was funny and real cool! I hope you guys liked the outcome! Sorry Will, lol.

"oh dear, i guess i'll be a survivor on the island. maybe we should..." as Will as talking, the other group found a plane. ~puts on sunglasses~"fuck yeah." *epic background music* trololo... XD

Fran got to meet the man safely, and got the secret package successfully.
Also he somehow kept his contacts with everyone who were in the camp. Except Gerard (RIP), and Sharp.

The survivors were boated back to Toronto, and from there they said their goodbyes. Blake walked up Colin. "We were really at each other's throats for awhile. It's kind of embarassing, now that I look back at it."
Colin felt the same way. He didn't have time for farewells though. "Well, I need to get to Japan ASAP."
"You realize that is a huge prank, right?"
"What?!"
"Gotta go!"
Colin really didn't have much to say to the others. He gave Fran an awkward hug, Will a handshake, and Baron a poke in the eye. He went to working at Bruno's once more, until he was transferred to a fancy steakhouse in South Street, Philadelphia months later. He makes triple his previous salary and now owns a nice house. He still hasn't ridden an airplane since the crash, and has permanent scars on his face. He cleaned up his act, and is now a respectable member of society.

"Colin, you gotta be bouncer for the next few days!" Mr.Hogan, the manager of the fancy steakhouse yelled.
Colin couldn't believe it. He threw his hat on the ground and stomped on it to showcase his anger. "That job sucks! I thought Lenny was bouncer!"
"I caught him having sex with my wife! Go be the bouncer!"
Colin stomped over to the front counter. Some dopey young man was waiting for him to come over. "Reservation?" Colin growled.
"I'm making one, actually. Oh, this restaurant is awesome!" he replied with a big stupid grin on his face.
"Name?"
"Oh, sorry, its Sharp McHappy." he said.
Colin looked up. "Son of a bitch."

I like yours el Logano!

good lord, how is this thread still alive? i liked doing this RPG with you guys, but it's dead already. stop commenting here please. this thread doesn't need to be up. i think this should be the last comment of this thread. bye.