Asteria - Five Tribes Start Out

[Sam]

Boarding their flight to a location unknown, the soon-to-be castaways rub their hands together with excitement, not knowing what adventure the future holds for them.


Little do they or the producers know what is truly in store for them. Halfway across the northern Pacific, a blinding light suddenly sears through the aircraft. The passengers discover that the pilot has been sent into seizures by the screams of the terrified flight attendants. The cockpit door is locked tight.


After the panic has been calmed, the flight attendants are able to switch the plane onto auto-pilot. The monitor in the locked cockpit turns on and begins scanning the area. It searches and searches for the nearest islands to land on safely. Unbeknownst to any of the passengers, the computer finally hones in on a set of islands. Islands that oddly do not appear on the map. As the landmass appears in more detail on the screen, a name appears:

Asteria.

Another flash of light sends all passengers into unconsciousness. When they awake, they will discover and explore the last unexplored area on Earth, a place never before seen by human eyes...

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You awake.

A loud, repetitive buzzing sound assaults your ears. You think: What can that noise possibly be? You've never heard a plane engine that loud before...

You reach for your tiny complementary airplane pillow behind your head. It is the shock from its absence that triggers your memory of what had just occurred.

A cricket flies by your head as you begin to stand and examine your surroundings. The air is cool, and trees line the horizon everywhere you can see. Airplane chairs, luggage, scraps of metal adorn the landscape.


Two sounds hit you simulataneously: the crackle of a nearby fire and the sharp ruffling of the leaves over your head. Luckily for you, you choose to look up and see a giant piece of metal slowly crashing through the branches above, level by level, getting closer to the ground every second. You dash forward and run straight into someone, both of you collapsing to the grass.


After both of you collect your composure, you realize that it is another passenger that has survived the crash. He guides you around the corner where you see a makeshift camp, a fire and a few other survivors.


You notice that the group looks rather small.


The day goes by and you swap stories, theorize about what happened, and plan on how to get out of here. As night falls, you notice a small break in the tree line and what appears to be a clearing, almost a path. It marks the beginning of the fantastic adventure of Asteria.

[Sam]

You awake.


You feel an irritating tightness around your waist. It's getting a little hard to breathe as the weight on your stomach shortens your breath.


Damn that stupid airplane seat belt, you think. You're more likely to crash in a bus and they don't have seat belts on those!


You reach down to loosen the belt and unbuckle it. It is the absence of the belt and the rocks on your belly that that triggers your memory of what just occurred.

A dragonfly flies by your head as you begin to stand and examine your surroundings. You are in the center of a gigantic valley with huge mountains on three sides of you. The land is fertile and green, and steep mountains obsure your view everywhere but straight forward. It's like you were dropped into a gigantic hole in the ground. Airplane chairs, luggage, scraps of metal adorn the landscape.


Two sensations hit you simulataneously: the sound of another voice and the shake and crumbling of the earth behind you. Luckily for you, you choose to look behind and see that an avalanche of rock, dirt, and debris is hurtling toward you from the mountain. You are about to be swept away. You dash forward and to the side and run straight into someone, both of you collapsing to the grass.


After both of you collect your composure, you realize that it is another passenger that has survived the crash. He guides you down the field where you see a makeshift camp, a fire and a few other survivors.


You notice that the group looks to be a good, medium size.


The day goes by and you swap stories, theorize about what happened, and plan on how to get out of here. As night falls, you notice a small path in the valley, heading outwards. It marks the beginning of the fantastic adventure of Asteria.

[Sam]

You awake.

The first thing you feel is a light, frigid breeze against your arm. Damn that guy sitting next to you on the plane. You think: I told him twice already to turn down that damned air jet above his head!

You reach up and over to turn it off for him. It is the lack of anything above your head that that triggers your memory of what just occurred.

An insect flies by your head as you begin to stand and examine your surroundings. The air is frigid and thin. Rocks cover the ground and small, tiny weeds are trying to poke out of the surface. You have an odd feeling about this sort of place. A thick fog obscures most of the horizon. Airplane chairs, luggage, scraps of metal adorn the landscape.


Two sensations hit you simulataneously: the heat of a nearby fire and the shake and crumbling of the ground beneath you. Luckily for you, you choose to look down and see that the earth is quickly disintegrating under your feet. The ground is about to collapse. You dash forward and run straight into someone, both of you collapsing to the grass.


After both of you collect your composure, you realize that it is another passenger that has survived the crash. He guides you around the corner where you see a makeshift camp, a fire and a few other survivors.


You notice that the group looks to be a good, medium size.


The day goes by and you swap stories, theorize about what happened, and plan on how to get out of here. As night falls, you notice a small trickle of water ahead and what appears to be the beginnings of a river. It marks the beginning of the fantastic adventure of Asteria.

[Sam]

You awake.

A loud, repetitive buzzing sound assaults your ears. You think: What can that noise possibly be? You've never heard a plane engine that loud before...

You reach for your tiny complementary airplane pillow behind your head. It is the shock from its absence that triggers your memory of what had just occurred.

A graceful eagle soars overhead as you begin to stand and examine your surroundings. You have crash landed in a beautiful paradise. Even the markings from the plane crash seem to have been absorbed into the beauty. The sun is shining, life is growing in plants all around you, and the air is cool and warm at the same time. Airplane chairs, luggage, scraps of metal adorn the landscape like a beautiful painting.


Two sounds hit you simulataneously: the crackle of a nearby fire and the sharp ruffling of the leaves over your head. Luckily for you, you choose to look up and see a giant piece of metal slowly crashing through the branches above, level by level, getting closer to the ground every second. You dash forward and run straight into someone, both of you collapsing to the grass.


After both of you collect your composure, you realize that it is another passenger that has survived the crash. He guides you around the corner where you see a makeshift camp, a fire and a few other survivors.


You notice that the group looks quite large.


The day goes by and you swap stories, theorize about what happened, and plan on how to get out of here. As night falls, you notice a small break in the plains and what appears to be a clearing, almost a path. It marks the beginning of the fantastic adventure of Asteria.