Board Thread:Off-Topic/@comment-5354667-20140723155446/@comment-24924103-20140803120924

Corona shot up from his sandy beach bed as a large wave briefly choked him. The lynx that have been observing him shot back to its burrow, terrified by the suppository dead figure as it sat up and contemplated his surroundings.

There was a single tree and a couple of bushes, Some plants he reconised as flax, and two glowing orbs in the small 'cave' in a small rocky outcropping.

But wherever he is, one thing is for certain. He's not on the gauntlet anymore.

He tried to operate the GPS in his ocular implant, but it has no signal. Corona discovered that almost all the applications in his ocular implant have been shut down and he has no way to activate them.

"Well you know what to do when you're shipwrecked, Water, food, shelter, fire, etc, etc"

Then, he discovered a khaki backpack lying next to him. He opened it up, revealing seemingly infinite space in the backpack. Pocket dimension backpacks are very popular in 2430, maybe he was still in 2430.

He rose, then trudged up the sandy beach onto the small island. it wasn't large, roughly measuring 50 by 50 meters in the shape of a fat 'L' The medals on his coat jangled as he walked. Upon seeing the small puddle of clear water, He chuckled to himself "That's one down. Maybe i could kill the cat-thingy in that 'cave' and get myself some meat, then i could build a shelter using those trees."

However, his vision caught a black shape from behind the outcropping. He quickly ran to it,  and discovered a wooden hut, or at least the remains of one. Charred planks were strewn haphazardly and the roof, seemingly made of leaves, have all but burnt down. Next to the hut, A spear was well, speared into the ground, while its sharp, serrated tip pierced the skull of what can only be the hut's owner. His body is a short distance away, A dagger stuck inside his chest and his body and the body looks like it's been mutilated. Copper coins and dried blood smears scattered the ground.

He was dazed by this sight. 'How could someone be so barbaric to do this?' However, he quickly snapped from his trance. 'If there's a barbarian out there, Then i might as well equip myself, the get the hell off this island' Judging by the color of the blood, his body is not more than a few days old. 'There's no telling when they would come back'

He strode to the spear and plucked the decomposing head off the top.The spear was steel-tipped, still quite sharp. Then he wrenched it off the ground, and after cleaning the dried blood, put it into his backpack. He walked over to the body and pulled the knife off the figure's chest and placed it into his backpack. Then, wrenching a few not-quite-charred boards from the hut, and quickly making a makeshift sail out of leaves, and attaching a small hull to its side, He had completed a crude sailboat. He hopped on and start setting for the closest island in view, a island cluster with high natural walls on the main part of the island.