Calls for help were heard nearer to the burning remnants of the plane. Papi looked up at the sky and smiled. "I don’t know if I’m feeling this whole discussion thing. You never answered about Disney World when I was nine."

Lisa, the lesbian man

The tail cone of the plane had broken off and taken Lisa’s seat with it. Along with two others, Lisa was now buckled into the seat and careening towards the ocean at a rate too fast for anyone to survive.

"No man, I’m a lesbian," Lisa stated to the young straight couple sharing the last row of the triple seat aisle on the plane. He pointed the comment more towards the man because he seemed to be most offended by the conversation. His girlfriend was decidedly interested, hanging onto every word.

"I’ll have you know, I’m more of a lesbian than most lesbians arrrrrrreeee…"

It didn’t make much sense to keep arguing in the final moments of his life so instead, Lisa took the time to cry his eyes out. After so many years of being an outcast, he’d never been able to find the right woman. The one that would understand him completely and want him not just for his built in dildo, but more for his mind and heart. No one had ever understood him nor his plight.

Lisa wiped his eyes and watched the plane drop from the sky at about the same rate as he was falling. Still thousands of feet in the air, everything seemed to enter into slow motion. He watched pieces of the engines fly off and break through the exterior of the airplane and into the cabin. He watched others being sucked out into the sky. He watched the couple he’d chatted with try to hold their seats together and smiled at the love. They were going to die together.

Another explosion ripped through the thin air, pushing Lisa’s chair into a spin. The last two things he would see were flashes of the plane crashing into an island and the water. The crest of the waves breaking over the deep, black ocean where his final resting place would be. "I’m Lisa the lesbian and I’m out and proud. I’m Lisa the lesbian, I’ll shout it out loud!" The shock force of the water shattered Lisa’s bones, crushed his lungs, and stopped his heart in the same instant…

Gabby Deveaux

Gabby Deveaux was sitting by herself on the ground under the palm trees, on safe distance from the plane and the chaos that surrounded it. Around her were three bags, one of which was hers and she was digging through it, looking for her pack of smokes. When she found it she pulled one out, sticking it in her mouth and lighting it absentmindedly. It was all so ridiculous, she could hardly believe it. Like being in some kind of action flick.

She had found some water bottles and chocolate bars lying around that she’d happily tucked down into her bag as well. Anything that might be useful later on. They were on an island, that much she had been able to figure out, and it might take a while for help to arrive. Better safe than sorry.

She opened one of the other bags and started emptying it. Clothes. Underwear. Whatever, nothing useful in there. She tossed it aside and didn’t feel bad about what she was doing. Each man for himself, she figured. Or rather, each woman for herself. Most of the passengers had appeared to be female, what was up with that?

The other bag was much like the previous one, except she found some chewing gum. She tucked it into the left pocket of her light blue jeans. The other one was reserved for the gun.