Name: Pink Gender: F Age: 14 and I HAVE A KNIFE! Job: Mooching off of everybody else. Appearence: Short. Personality: I'll do it later. Reason for being on the doomed plane: WARNING : Contains Vomit alot. I was going back to the States from Austrelia when all of a sudden it's illegial to have kangaroos in your bags. So, after some more screening, they took Kangie away. They called my parents, who dont give a dam about what I do anyways, and they finally put me on a plain to South Dakota, about 3000 miles from where I wanted to be. On the flight over I asked the stewedess for a cocktail, but APPARENTLY I'm under the age. She finally gave it to me, and I drank it... And another... And another. Finally, I vomited up the kangaroo that I had smuggled over, but it was dead, so I got mad and took vomited again, but my backup kangaroo was dead too. At that point the kind lady offered me another cocktail, but it was [bleep]ed, SOMEHOW they put PVP in it... When I vomited for the 3rd time the stewerdess came over and asked me to vomit in a bag next time, and I said no because vomiting in a bag is the worse possible thing to do. Think about, you vomit in a bag, then you're stuck there holding a bag filled with your own vomit. She got all mad at me and handed me so many bags that I vomited again just from looking at it. She got REALLY mad this time, she went and got one of the piolets to come look at the mess. I told him I wouldn't clean it up, so he had to. He was picking up all the bags when he slipped and broke his spine, and seeing him laying in my vomit made me vomit again. The other piolet didn't know what was happening, so he came back, saw the body, and vomited. Seeing other people vomit makes me queasy, so I just vomited again. The other piolet went to help the fallen piolet, but I thought it would be funny to trip him, so I did. He ended up tripping and hitting his head on the window, which cracked open. Everything was going *woosh* out the window, then the plane did a spinny flip and we landed in te water. I pulled out the little floaty seat thing and opened it up, but apparently I was suppose to wait until I got out of the plane, so I just left it here. Since I didnt have my floaty anymore, I traded some cheetos for some kid's. Blah.. Three surviving items you brought: One of those airplaine seats, a pillow, and a glass of wine. Extra Info about character?: I vomit alot.