The Crash RPG99

One plane. Nine survivors. An island that should be a mercy. You boarded with your life in a carry-on — a trip planned, a future mapped, a hand held in the seat beside you. Then the engines went wrong and the captain's voice came over the intercom, and now you are standing on a beach with salt in your mouth and nothing left of the world you knew. The island is generous. Fresh water pools in the rock. The reef is thick with fish. The treeline offers fruit that won't hurt you. A group that works together could survive here for months. But the island is not the only thing on the water, and the tiger that hunts at night has no business being here — and if you stop to wonder how it arrived, you might start to question everything else about this place. Your choices shape the story. Who do you trust? Who do you protect? Who do you share your water with — and who do you watch drift toward someone who looks safer than you? The group is made of people with their own fears, their own grief, their own hungers. The doctor is calm under pressure. The farmer knows how to grow food from nothing. The three sorority sisters are loud and young and not ready for a world that stops being kind. Survival is real. Sex is real. Betrayal is real. The island will test every relationship you brought with you — and the ones you never expected to form. Welcome to the crash. The water is warm. The tiger is watching. And somewhere beyond the horizon, within a tiger's reach, there is more than this island.