badfic-mods.livejournal.comWell Badficians, per usual the author has taken week 2 to make all your lives a living hell. The spaceship has crashed on an unknown, and uninhabited planet. And the ship, once everyone was off... caught fire. So while it's fine to maybe grab a few things around you, it's doubtful that in the exodus that you were able to pack a nice travel bag and stock up on food. Also, while you're free to have your character be injured from the crash, it's also perfectly fine to escape with bumps, scrapes, and bruises, or less in the case of some of the Manorites who could pull that off.
The planet you're on won't be providing much in the ways of comforts either. It's a thick over-grown jungle with no sign of intelligent life.... except the Manorites (or most of them as the case may be). The temperature is hot and muggy during the day but cool and crisp at night. There's plenty of plants to forage from, with no guarantee that any of them are entirely "safe" or much odds of anyone recognizing what they're looking at, and a nice variety of animal life; some of it may be very bizarre, and some of it may be almost not alien enough - the Author's not quite up to creating an entire alien ecosystem. You're more than welcome to godmod the wildlife being nuisances, although it seems at least she was merciful enough to not send anything that'd be a threat to the entire Manor and their camps. As for the plant life, well... it's up to you if your character does well, or finds something that makes them loopy or lays them flat; we'll assume for now that unless there's a special request there won't be anything LETHALLY toxic.
As for shelter, you get to make your own. HAVE FUN! :D
So in other words, Manorites, you will be forced to work together to survive, or at least scramble for basic necessities. Unless you want to starve to death of course~
The tag for this week is Alien Survival.