Sims 3 (Castaway Story) - "Punch-out"
"Punch-Out": A Survival Story (Castaway) Chapter One - Mayday "Homeplate, Fast Eagle 101, Angels 20..." Commander Toshio "Animal" Nakamura spoke into the mic embedded in his oxygen mask, "Two minu...
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Sims 3- Punch Out; A Survival Story (Castaway)
Chapter Five: "Meltdown"
Tension was starting to rear its ugly head around the middle of the second week. Every day, it seemed was a futile attempt to look for any signs that there was a rescue mission underway, but all it seemed was that there was nothing but blue horizon every where they looked. They had accomplished much, including moving themselves lock stock and barrel up to the second steppe that was away from the beach, high enough that it would take a large storm surge to sweep them away from that far up. It was an onerous climb, but at least it meant their safety in the scheme of things.
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A lot of conversation took place during that week...on how they were going to tackle the fact that they needed more permanent shelter than a tent. That considering the North Atlantic storms that happened during the fall, they would be battered by storm after storm. It would be a rare lull in the torrential rain and wind when it came along. They would have to stock up with what they could find on the island as they would never be able to leave. If you couldn't be rescued...where was the rationale of leaving the island and then returning to the island? They were stuck here to live or die as fate would dictate. The only thing that would help them was Providence, the will of God and the waves bringing in the spoils of the ocean current.
It was quite noticeable the change in Leah's mood as the week wore on...with no sign of rescue. It was starting to dawn on the both of them that the rear admiral in charge of the battle group may have called off the search at the 72 hour mark...as an ejection into the North Atlantic, if one didn't find the missing crew in 72 hours, the chances of survival for that crew dropped to zero.
During the first few days, she tried to look positively on the whole experience. Bright, perky and full of energy...
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Silence, just a nod...
"You with me on this, Lieutenant?" he asked.
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"Yes, sir...I'm with you on this...sir." Her voice was quiet. She was still hiding something...
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"Yes, sir."
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https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L3U3wJyttJE/XueIJt_IwpI/AAAAAAAAgzM/1PR1RCbQGg4Sh9KPNKAU5TpXaB_80JrNwCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/Screenshot-145.jpg "I wish I had that same willpower and belief in my own abilities, sir." Leah said quietly as she looked away...not wanting to meet his eyes; the doubts she had that she had the same iron-clad strength of will.
"You need to dig deep and find it within yourself, Lieutenant. That will that says that nothing that anything is going to throw at you is going to take you down...fight the good fight."
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https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hBv8PhkhEVU/XueKyxxZsuI/AAAAAAAAgz0/21W_4GPMn1MXIe6z1VXKBtq8qBbh1MElQCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/Screenshot-152.jpg "Well..." Leah said as they rounded up the last of the chickens and put them in the chicken coop; "At least we won't starve with eggs and milk for breakfast..." she smirked at him, "That's a good sign."
https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kE2VpnPjDHQ/XueLAuGJ4fI/AAAAAAAAgz4/-Qbr4QgRYmc9zX4gPhKkeEdwLulI0ZhDQCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/Screenshot-160.jpg "You a good cook?" Animal asked her with a grin on his face.
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"Well...that's a relief..."
"Very funny, sir."
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"That's not really what's bugging you, is it?"
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"Well, You sure don't show ANY sign of it." Leah snapped sarcastically. "Well, I'm ****ing terrified."
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Chapter Five: "Meltdown"
Tension was starting to rear its ugly head around the middle of the second week. Every day, it seemed was a futile attempt to look for any signs that there was a rescue mission underway, but all it seemed was that there was nothing but blue horizon every where they looked. They had accomplished much, including moving themselves lock stock and barrel up to the second steppe that was away from the beach, high enough that it would take a large storm surge to sweep them away from that far up. It was an onerous climb, but at least it meant their safety in the scheme of things.
https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mWO29nmm-YM/Xud8zylYi9I/AAAAAAAAgxs/A5LelEHioukBpYuy0VqepmCIDB7kCL5rACLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/Screenshot-182.jpg Stuck alone with their thoughts, the two tried to be positive and did whatever they could to make sure that they were able to survive. Surviving took preparations. But with the fact that there seemed to be no rescue imminent; these preparations took on a more foreboding element. How exactly were they going to not only survive but thrive in a situation like this? They needed to ensure that they were able to live out their lives on this island.
A lot of conversation took place during that week...on how they were going to tackle the fact that they needed more permanent shelter than a tent. That considering the North Atlantic storms that happened during the fall, they would be battered by storm after storm. It would be a rare lull in the torrential rain and wind when it came along. They would have to stock up with what they could find on the island as they would never be able to leave. If you couldn't be rescued...where was the rationale of leaving the island and then returning to the island? They were stuck here to live or die as fate would dictate. The only thing that would help them was Providence, the will of God and the waves bringing in the spoils of the ocean current.
It was quite noticeable the change in Leah's mood as the week wore on...with no sign of rescue. It was starting to dawn on the both of them that the rear admiral in charge of the battle group may have called off the search at the 72 hour mark...as an ejection into the North Atlantic, if one didn't find the missing crew in 72 hours, the chances of survival for that crew dropped to zero.
During the first few days, she tried to look positively on the whole experience. Bright, perky and full of energy...
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Silence, just a nod...
"You with me on this, Lieutenant?" he asked.
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"Yes, sir...I'm with you on this...sir." Her voice was quiet. She was still hiding something...
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"Yes, sir."
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https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L3U3wJyttJE/XueIJt_IwpI/AAAAAAAAgzM/1PR1RCbQGg4Sh9KPNKAU5TpXaB_80JrNwCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/Screenshot-145.jpg "I wish I had that same willpower and belief in my own abilities, sir." Leah said quietly as she looked away...not wanting to meet his eyes; the doubts she had that she had the same iron-clad strength of will.
"You need to dig deep and find it within yourself, Lieutenant. That will that says that nothing that anything is going to throw at you is going to take you down...fight the good fight."
https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in_bj0IarMw/XueJkpJHDvI/AAAAAAAAgzo/eS7i9B9fuy8Xe-kvjhW5MkkAhFNalvEWQCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/Screenshot-146.jpg He heard her sigh and barely audibly reply, "I wish I could believe in myself as much as you believe in you, sir..."
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"Well...that's a relief..."
"Very funny, sir."
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"That's not really what's bugging you, is it?"
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"Well, You sure don't show ANY sign of it." Leah snapped sarcastically. "Well, I'm ****ing terrified."
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