"No, I literally just woken up. Last thing I remember is us to sitting next to each other on the plane. Are you ok?" Clarke said, "They all look like strangers, I guess they are all from our school. What are they doing wondering off? Surely it is best to stay together. Anyway at least I have found you that is a start." Clarke said as the two guys walked towards the group of people.

Will gave thumbs up to aknowledge Roy, then went back to searching. After a few seconds of searching he climbed up a tree and nabbed a white sphere about the size of his head.

"Hey I got a Silcoon here, it's not much, but it's food!" Will yelled down. He threw down the silky ball.

Roy thinks like me. Maybe I've found an ally. Still, I doubt it.

OOC: Conch shell? or are we not sticking to the plot somewhat?

Roy caught the Silcoon as Will threw it to him. "It'll do. I mean hell, I'll eat a caterpie. That's how hungry I am. But we should probaly kill that zigagoon that got away. It'll be fun and we'll have an actual meal. But whatever, I just wanna eat and learn to make this island a paradise." Roy was glad there was someone of actual use on this island and could be with a slight chance, be an ally. It was best not to be comfortable. Roy knew he needed to be highly adapatable to survive. That also meant not form any close friendsips as everyone else besides him needed to be expendable. He needed to look out for numero uno.

Will jumped down from the tree and grabbed his find, "You'd be supprised how delicious Silcoon is," Will cut though the thread-like shell of the pokemon, "plus, you don't need to cook it, or chase it, and the only prep needed is shell removal. Silcoon are very light on meat though.Will took the quivering mass of a core and devided it in five. making two slices larger than the others. "Heres your share," Will passed over one of the larger chunks, then turned his head towards the others, "Despite how annoying they are we need them for survival, so they get some of the kill." He put away the rest of the carcass. "Zigzagoon are meaty, but a pain to catch, if you want one, keep an eye out. I'm going to check on the others".

Yup, he did just give us Silcoon. YUM.
You guys are so mean to Kitty.
Btw, who's Sebastian??

Kitty looked at the Silcoon flesh. She was starving hungry but didn't want to eat.

I don't deserve food. That's a total waste. Why should a worthless, good-for-nothing lump like me get food that someone else caught? The people here are either insane or waaaaaaaaay too nice.

"Here. I'm not hungry." Kitty handed the food to James. He could share her piece with the others.

"You've got to eat something, Kitty," Clarke said picking the Silcoon meat of James' lap and giving it back to kitty, "Know one knows when we will get some more food." Clarke finished off his Silcoon meat quickly because of hunger plus he thought it was delicious.

(Will kept the ther big piece for himself, just so you know)

AAAAAAAGGHH!!!

Sebastian awoke to the sound of talking. He sat up and examined his surroundings.

He was in a forest. That was good; he knew how to deal with that. People were talking some distance away; also good. A pond was nearby. He flicked some of it on his finger and tasted; it was fresh. More luck. The comfortable weight of his pocket knife was there; even better. He was not harmed as far as he could tell. This was too good.

He approached the voices with caution. he saw several people there, dressed in modern day clothes. Good. They were civilized. They were examining a large white shell. He did not recognize it.

Sebastian thought for a moment, and decided to make himself known. He stepped into the circle and said, "And what might that be?"

Roy ate his large share of silcoon. Will is a good ally and is knows his stuff. Still, he did not like the rest of the group. Kitty was just a stupid emo who just gave her share to James.I mean how can you be picky at a time like this? James thinks he is leader by the look of his attitude.. The loser has done nothing impressive or useful. Totally expendable. Clark is just pure annoying and useless. He can be bait for larger prey. Roy looked at Will. "So I was thinking, why don't we create trap for the zigagoon?"

"Yeah," Will said, "The run around enough, so a snare should do the trick. Can't rember how to make one realy, though. Last time I went hunting was when I was eight." Will frowned. It was rare he didn't know, or forgot something.

Roy nodded. "We can use a spike pit trap. It does not need to be deep and it'll get the job done. It will just be a little...messy. But hey, you can't be picky." Roy stretched his arms. Roy wanted to score a big kill. Maybe a Miltank, but Roy doubted they would be on this island. Now Slakings would be awesome or an Absol. That would be amazing. Roy sighed. First we need to get that zigagoon."

Roy smirked. "Exellente, well I going to sit by the water to figure out some traps I can come up with." Roy got up and sat near the water. Instead of thinking about traps. He anylyzed each survivor and how much of a use or threat they can be. Kitty is in a deep abyss of depression. No threat. James is a get along with everybody guy, but seems like he is putting on the friendly mask like me. Van be a threat. Clark is too new to figure out and so is the other guy. Will is has the same the thought process and we are allies. But if he turns on me, he can be a threat. That is unlikely though so whatever. Roy, you are one intellignent bro.

James asked him, "Have you found any others?"

Sebastian replied, "No. My name is Sebastian, by the way."

Sebastian took the shell in his hands. He hefted the shell a time or two, trying to identify it, without success.

"Anyway," he started, "I think I'm going to find something to eat. Do you mind waiting?"

He wandered off to see what there was to see. Right away he found a set of tracks; they belonged to a Stantler.
He followed the tracks and found it, chowing down on Oran berries. Sebastian came forward slowly and picked a few of the berries. He at a few, and put the rest in his pocket. He looked and found some smaller tracks. The zigzagging pattern told him it was a Zigzagoon. He followed them to a hole in a tree-trunk. He put his ear to the hole, and shouted. He heard noises inside; Zigzagoon was home. He got some twigs and rubbed them together and built a small fire by the hole. He looked around and waited for it to pop out.

Sure enough, there it was. He approached with caution, hoping the smoke wouldn't tip it off. He held an Oran berry out to it. The Zigzagoon approached with equal caution, and nibbled it from his hand. Slowly, he put the other hand on it's back, and took it into his arms. He was able to calm it down. It trusted him now. Success.
Perhaps he might be useful somehow; that was one of the first things you did, was find a friendly Pokemon.

He carried the Pokemon back to the others with no difficulty and told them what he had received.

Dylan low notes coming from the direction of the smoke. These continue for some time, so the probability of it being wind in a cave was greatly reduced. The best plan would be to get to the sound as soon as possible. However, that would be hard with Khoufu being injured. After thinking for a long time, Dylan decided that he would have to do something quite unlike his normal self.
"Do you think you could get on my back? I could carry you over to the sound, which is probably the best choice," he said to Khoufu.

Yes, I know this isn't sticking to character, but I'm not going to make Dylan completely useless. More of a not willing to work physically instead of not capable. He'll still be less than average physically though.