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The 'We're Stranded' Meme

THE ‘WE’RE STRANDED’ MEME

You’re stranded it’s as simple as that. Maybe you were on your way to a nice relaxing holiday, a business trip or maybe you were just on your way home. Whatever the case, it doesn’t look like you’re going to be reaching your destination any time soon. You’re stuck and all you can do is to try and survive until help arrives. If help ever does arrive. Well, at least you’re not alone. No, there’s someone here stranded with you. Maybe you know them, maybe they’re a complete stranger or maybe they were stranded here long before you. Whoever they are you’re going to have to work together to get out of this mess.

What you do to survive and what happens to you is up to you. Do you search for food, do you try and find any signs of human life, do you have a run in with the locals or the local wildlife or do you just close your eyes and hope someone finds you. Whatever happens good luck.

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WHERE ARE YOU STRANDED?

On an island – You’re stranded on an island in the middle of nowhere. There’s no phone or radio signal and there are no signs of life (that you can see). It could be a huge island with a dense forest in the center or it could be a small, sandy island with sparse vegetation cover. It’s up to you.
In the jungle – One minute you’re making your way along a jungle trail and the next minute you’re completely lost. You have no idea where you are, you have no idea which way to go and all you can see around you is trees and more trees. Have fun in the jungle. Look out for the wildlife and any local tribes
In space – The sci-fi option. For some reason you were in space. Maybe you’re inside a ship stranded in the middle of nowhere or stranded in the middle of some kind of asteroid field. Or maybe you were outside of your space shuttle and now you’re stranded with no way to return. Let’s hope your oxygen supply doesn’t run out
Open Water – Maybe you were simply out for a swim and the current was too strong, pulling you out to sea. Maybe you were diving and after resurfacing you’ve realized you have absolutely no idea which way is land and your boat is nowhere to be seen. Or maybe it’s a Titanic-type situation and your ship has sunk. Better get your life jacket ready.
High in the air – Maybe you’re trapped in a ski lift high above the ground just like the movie Frozen. Maybe you were on a roller-coaster or a Ferris wheel and the rides malfunctioned. Or maybe you’re just stuck at the top of a really, really high mountain or cliff. Whatever the situation you better not be afraid of heights!
Inside an elevator - This one is pretty self-explanatory. You were in an elevator, the elevator stopped and now you’re stranded inside the small space, probably with a bunch of people you don’t know until help arrives.
A cave – Maybe you had planned to explore the cave system or maybe it was a spontaneous event but you went inside and now you’re stranded with no way out.
The middle of nowhere – This can cover any landscape really: a mountainous area, a desert, the middle of the countryside, a tundra area. Whatever the landscape there’s no signs of human life anywhere. You’re stranded.
Wild Card! – Don’t like any of the options given? Come up with your own scenario!

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

Searching for food/supplies!
Setting up a camp/shelter from the rain
Coming into contact with (possibly dangerous) locals/local wildlife
Calling for help
Trying to find a place with better signal
Just generally freaking out
Trying to come up with a plan
An obligatory smut option
Wild Card! – There are so many options and so many things you could do in this situation. Use your imagination!

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[TWS: Barnes.

once, in 1960 - during training - he was dropped into a land a lot like this. He struggled and nearly starved (or so he thought) but that was before he knew he was a super soldier and could survive things like this.

Mostly because he rarely eats these days.

Side effects.

He's watching Steve however as the wind blows, tucked into a parka amid the freezing tundra. Just...watching him. seeing Steve here is wrong.]

[There had been a rumour of a rumour that Natasha had picked up that Bucky had been seen in the area. Predictably there was no sign of him but he'd found a sub-faction of a Hydra base here that he'd handily taken out so it wasn't a total loss.

It was afterwards that Steve started running into trouble. He had arranged for a pickup but the pickup hadn't shown up. His phone stopped working. Rather than staying in the burned out husk of a Hydra base, he'd started walking in the direction of the nearest town instead, wrapping his arms around himself as he marched as a cold wind began to pick up.]

[The other man is cold.

Freezing even. Something twists in his gut. There's no need to be quiet persay, the man's senses aren't nearly as prepared to deal with this kind of atmosphere...right?

The soldier watches, keeping a good distance of ten to twenty feet as the wind continues to howl. He followed him.

The man on the bridge had followed him. Lending credence to the truth. that the soldier had found inside the bunker.

He had another name. A name this man knew.

...If he survived the snow he'd be sure to ask him.

One carelessly placed foot however might mean that Steve can hear footprints.]

[A great deal of fighting during the war had been done in cold weather just like this. War doesn't stop for inclement weather.

It doesn't mean his likes it though, he's never liked the cold and its' gotten worse since he went into the ice.

He frowned as his ears picked up a footstep. Then another. The shield is unslung from his back and held up in a defensive position. If it was HYDRA, they should have attacked already.]

Who's there?

[Silence. There's what could be a shadow at the top of one of those drifts...then nothing. Then a vanishing shape over the dunes into the darkness.

It's the second dune. He might have been seen cresting the second dune like a ghost, a grim figure before he slides down the embankment.]

[He runs, as fast as he could for the figure, almost stumbling over a tree branch mostly buried in the rapidly falling snow.

There's only one person he could think of that would be here, would act this way.

The rumour may not be a rumour after all.]

Bucky!

[He turns at the sound, hood pulled up over his features. After a good five minutes of staring he dives down another embankment. There's a cottage in the ravine, one that he disappears into.]

[Determined, he tucked the shield underneath him and slid down the hill himself, using the shield as a impromptu sled over the hill. The five minutes of staring allowed him to catch up a little, but not by too much.

Bucky knew the local terrain, he didn't.

He reached the cottage, his clothes soaked with wet snow, and hesitated for a moment before pounding on the door.]

Hello? Bucky?

[The door creaks open.

Ominous right? What's not ominous is the man, sans gloves and mask but still clad in a thick parka with his hands in front of the roaring fire staring at the wood, into nothing. Into the void. Other then that though the cabin's pretty nice. There's a large comfortable looking sofa, wood, signs of a struggle in the kitchen, knives and trash scattered across the floor.

He won't respond until Steve's a good two or three feet away. Then he'll draw his gun and point it directly at Steve's forehead.

without looking at him.]

[Steve steps in carefully, his shield held in front of him before he spots Bucky standing in front of the fire, then it's automatically slung to his back.

He kind of regrets that when Bucky points a gun at him when he gets too close.]

Okay...you don't want me close. That's fine, Bucky. Will you look at me at least?

[The wind howls outside, blowing through the cracks around the windows before he raises the weapon....and holsters it.]

Close the door.

Alright.

[Steve moves slowly, making sure that every move can be clearly seen and closed the door firmly shut. He scans the room once before turning his attention back to Bucky.]

[still in front of the fire. Still warming his hands, well, his hand. The metal arm feels nothing as he watches him. Wary. Angry.]

There's no food here.

[Steve kept himself as still as possible, hands loose and relaxed at his side, ignoring the fact he was still cold and wet and sore.]

I didn't come after you because I was hungry, Bucky.

[He stares at him before looking back to the fire. He knows. He knows you've been looking for him. Did you see what he did to the guards? But he left everyone else alive.

Just the men with the file of his past. He glares into the smoke and doesn't say anything, turning his back subtly to him]

[Steve sighed as Bucky turned away from him.

He'd hoped... Actually, he didn't know what he hoped for. For everything to go back the way it was before the war? It was impossible.

For Bucky to come home with him? He didn't have a home himself.]

I wanted to see how you were. And let you know that if you...need anything, or want to know anything about your past, you can come to me.

[He took to steps back, towards the door.]

[Bucky turns at that, turns to look at him - before he pulls something seemingly from nowhere. It's a thick file filled with notes and photographs. Nothing redacted, nothing.

He tosses it in Steve's direction spraying photos of ...horrific torture across the floor.

Silence. Silence for a good fifteen minutes then]

...that's what they did.

[Steve slowly picked up the bits and pieces of the file. Skimming through the notes here and there and glancing across the photos, fighting down nausea as he does so. Natasha's file had not nearly been this detailed.]

I'm sorry.

What do you want me to say? Or do? [He doesn't blame Bucky for going after Hydra, not after what they've done to him. He himself has been going after Hydra when there was an opportunity and info to do it.]

[Bucky just looks at him, hissing for a moment before he shakes his head.

He tugs at his head, curling in on himself for a moment before he looks back at Steve.

He doesn't know.]

[He really was a fool. He'd chased after Bucky all this time and not thought of too much about what was going to happen next except with a vague idea of Bucky coming back with him.]

I'm sorry. I don't know what to do either.

[He'll just pull back then, stare at the fire, stare at Steve - stare back at the fire ...

And move, grimly - to sit closer before looking back at Steve.]

sit on the couch.

Alright.

[Again he makes sure that every movement is telegraphed before he does it. The shield he leans against his knees, close at hand.]

[back to staring again. Back to watching him again.]

I had to know.

[He had to know for himself he explains.]

I had to know for myself. You couldn't have told me.

[Steve meets Bucky's eyes calmly.]

I...I understand. Did knowing make it better? [He cringed inwardly at the word 'better' but he didn't know what other word to use.]

[he snorts, humorless. But then he nods slowly.]

...I needed to be able to read my name.

From people I despise.

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