Survival Starters
“It’s getting dark, we have to find shelter.” “If we don’t soon find food we’re going to starve to death, even before we get a chance to freeze.” “You collect branches and I’ll try to hunt for some food…” “Whatever you do, don’t lose your way back here.” “Let me look at that. Fuck, that looks painful… we need to find something against the infection.” “I need to clean the wound. I’m sorry I don’t have anything to numb the pain. Bite down on something, that should help a bit.” “I can’t feel my feet.” “I’ve never been this cold in my life… We can’t survive this, can we?” “It’s been three days since we last saw land… and we’re running low on food.” “Stop screaming! No one can hear us, you’re just wearing yourself out like this!” “I don’t know if this is edible, but it’s the only thing I could find.” “I’m in too much pain. I can’t make it, I’m just holding you back. You need to let me go.” “If you can’t keep walking, I’m going to have to leave you behind… you know that.” “What if nobody ever finds us here.” “I guess we’re lucky the ship sunk close to shore, but why the fuck does it need to be a desert island?!” “Of all people to get stuck on an island with… Why did it have to be you?” “There should be a river nearby we can wash in.” “I can barely remember what food used to taste like…” “Are you alright? You passed out before. We need to find you something to eat.” “We need to find shelter. We can continue in the morning when it’s light again.” “Tell me you have the faintest idea which plants are edible.” “Just keep talking to me, you’ll be okay. Let me treat your wound.” “How long have you been sitting here?! Do you WANT to get a heatstroke?” “What do you miss the most?” “It can take months for a ship to sail by and even then it’s unlikely they’ll notice us.” “I’m going insane. There’s water. Water everywhere. I can’t fucking do this anymore.” “You need to stay in the shade, you’re already sunburned as it is.” “What was that noise…?” “Can we please stop arguing? We need to work together if we want to survive.” “We are the only two people on this entire island, why are we fighting?!” “We’re the only ones who made it ashore… My name’s [NAME]. Nice to meet you…” “Any idea how to make a fire?” “I wish I’d died in that shipwreck… This is torture.” “On the bright side, at least we’re not alone.” “Whatever you do… don’t think about pizza.” “How long do you reckon we can survive for? A couple of days? Weeks? Months?” “I miss my home. I’m starting to forget what it felt like to sleep in a bed.” “I hope someone thought about my dog/cat…” “What are we going to do when one of us dies…?” “Don’t eat any of that food. I’m going to be sick… I don’t think it’s edible!”
