The Brigade of Bees

Subject: The Brigade of Bees Fri Feb 27, 2009 2:24 pm

This is like Lord of the Flies and Flight 29 Down, only farther in the future. ^^

!~The Dark Hair~!

_____A dark swish of black hair reflected the bright white sand of an unknown beach as a pale teenage boy glanced about before lowering himself to the ground gingerly, picking his way out of the scar his escape pod created when crash-landing, kicking dark sand from his way to make a path.
_____His suit hung, devastatingly untidy, on his short but thin body under a ray of golden sunshine high in the afternoon sky. The beach was calm, sparkling with shells and such; pure blue waves lapping gently at the perfect shore.
His old pod lay from before in it's hole, a useless chunk of metal now, and the boy left it there. Not like he was strong enough to get it out anyways.
_____He spotted a nest of clear crabs, small red hearts pounding under their shells, and instantly became interested. Striding carefully over, the boy heaved himself up onto the boulder aginst the nest and crouched over, the sun casting shadows over his face as he blinked down at them, black bangs draping over his eyes so they couldn't see him but he could see them.
_____Some people might try to get orginized or panic or go exploring or something, but not him. This mightnight-headed boy had little intrest in any sort of movement he didn't need or were more then he wanted after such a jostling crash, so sitting thoughtfully seemed just right for him at the moment. The sun began to lower in the blue sky as a cool breeze blew through the trees and made their leaves shiver.

Subject: Re: The Brigade of Bees Fri Feb 27, 2009 2:43 pm

!~The Leader and the Follower~!

_____"Hey! Hey, wait up!" A tall, thin boy with mouse-colored forelock flicked bangs from his eyes as he turned around on a stretch of dark grass near a pile of stones to 'wait up' for another snivling teen from the plane, face contorted in a grim frown and brow furrowed.
_____The two of them had been lost for about an hour after being stuck in the same area, a pit made by their escape pods, and it had teken quite awhile to get this malnourished companion out of his. But the taller boy payed him no mind.
_____Another boy staggered up beside him and raked a mop of red hair away from a pale freckled face, thin fingers trembling with the rest of him from the stress of keeping up with this older boy's long strides, "Geez, slow down, would ya?" He complained. "There's bound to be no one else here, they're probably all dead! Plus," he plucked at his metalic body suit. "my suit is all outta juice! I'm dying over here!"
_____All the the students at Brookville Middle were fitted with a body suit to keep them comfortable. Temperature, insulin, hormones, emotions, you name it, this suit can help when you're sick in class.
_____The older boy stared at the doubled-over chocolate-eyed boy, "I'm trying to find the shore." The red head glanced up at him, "Well I know that. What's your name, anyways?" The elder boy looked away, over the trees, "Mois. Mois Pusey." He started walking again and the youth scoffed, following, "I'm Zero, in case you care! Zero!"

Subject: Re: The Brigade of Bees Wed Mar 04, 2009 8:28 am

!~The Giant and The Clean Freak~!

_____Mois and Zero faced a clearing of bright green grass. Two more escape pods face each other in holes of mushed tall grass, doors open, two figures standing side by side up to their waist in blades. Mois lifted his arm and Zero glanced up at.
_____The shorter of the two raised their arm in return greeting, shadow dancing. Mois nodded and began to walk out to meet them. As the new boys came into view, Zero's steps faulted in fear. Beside a skinny lad wearing their same uniform who sported a bowl haircut with light brown hair highlighted with blond there walked a taller teen with shaggy dark curls like a wall of hair covering his eyes. He towered about five inches above the tallest, Mois, and was dressed the same as them, so Zero assumed he wasn't a native and ready to eat them.
_____The shorter of the two boys smiled like a friendly new student, "Hallo. I'm Darien. Darien Fox." The big guy shrugged off Zero's frightened gaze, "I'm Travis. Surf." Darien pushed his clean wave of bangs from a white face, still broken in a smile, "Who're you guys?"
_____Mois stared at them from under long, smooth bangs. There was an air about him that was strange, yet none of the other three dared to question it. Zero stood shivering, glancing at him before speaking up, "I'm Zero. We've been walking for hours, headed for the shore. You guys wanna come with us?" Travis looked down at Mois, "We just got out of our pods, I think it would be best if we stuck together, ah...?" The boy with the erect shoulders met his gaze fearlessly, "Mois Pusey." He turned and motioned for them to follow, "Come, it'll get dark soon." As he walked off into the undergrowth, the three other boys stared after him for three steps before deciding to trail him. Not like they knew where to go themselves anyway.
_____A pair of sparklnig blue eyes followed them as they disappeared, then vanished into the plant life.

Subject: Re: The Brigade of Bees Wed Mar 04, 2009 8:28 am

!~The Lonely Lad~!

_____The dark headed boy's black eyes remained fixedly on the scurrying clear crabs. The beat of their hearts, the snap of their claws, he decoded as mating calls and warnings to others trying to attack their food. One tore part another and proceeded to eat him. Two more were swallowed by a small minow. The sun was about noontide above him still and the waves were on low tide slowly creeping up farther and farther, and the teen figured he might have to move soon to make sure he wasn't washed away._____Finally, he pulled his gaze away and lay back on the sun basked rock, stretching his aching body from crashing and curling up for so long. Birds flecked across his vision and were gone. The trees were singing in the wind. The peaceful lull of the beach had his eye lids drooping unusually. What would become of him now? Trapped on a deserted island. He lifted his slender hand to the sky and reached out as if to touch a cloud shaped like a boat, jacket rustling around a malnourished body. He had no will to live in him, mostly his teachers back in London forced him to eat, gave him medicine, and sent him tutors when he was perfectly capable of letting those things slip away. To him, nothing was worth it.
_____Love was pointless. If a mother and father truely loved their child, they would kill him right as he was beggining to grow to prevent being torchered in this world of theirs. If you fell in love in the first place, it was pointless. Two people just gave each other sick comfort, and that didn't give you money or shelter or things you need to live. Performing the forbiden act just made you more vaunerable to the horrors of disease and having a child was more trouble then it's worth.
_____A pang of loneliness came up again and he ingnored it angrily. Even though he believed all these things, he couldn't escape the longing for human compassion. Rolling onto his side, he touched the rock, eyes following his fingertips as they traced cracks in the great surface. One thing he noticed when he crashed was his suit was all out of energy, so his hormones were raging, strange to him, and his emotions were affecting him a bit more than he had expected.
_____"Hey, are you all right over there?" Came a worried voice that startled the lad into sitting bolt-upright and look around at a boy standing beside the rock in anger, "Are you trying to give me a Dang heart attack?!" He shouted, narrow face blushing and tips of his ears catching fire. The boy's red hair bounced as he jumped, and he looked so scared, the beating heart of the lonely lad skipped a beat, "I... I'm sorry..." The red-head sniffed sincerely. The dark headed teen sighed unhappily, "Don't do that, ok, kid? Someone might reach out and slug you one day." He looked around him to see three other boys standing nearby. "And where did this merry little party come from? Are these the other...?"
_____The glare of a tall skinny boy made his smart-Terd comment stick in his throat, so he closed his mouth and mirrored it, not wanting to be stood up power-wise. The frightened boy calme down a bit, pointing to the glaring one with a pale finger, "He's Mois. Beside him with the brown hair is Darien, and the big guy is Travis," he smiled warmly, "and I'm Zero." The dark headed boy sized Mois up with a confident gaze challengingly, but the boss-like kid just dipped his chin down, "Who're you?" There was a small pause in everything as the boy hesitated. He shrugged, "Call me L."

Subject: Re: The Brigade of Bees Wed Mar 18, 2009 2:17 pm

Dude I love your avi~