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[Jiminiminy]

"Please stop shouting."

Jim had already woken up a few minutes prior, and had retrieved his personal belongings, meagre as they were. At present, he was squinting across the visible terrain of the island, trying to discern some sort of sense of direction, as well as distract himself from the needlessly frantic splashing of his companion. Neither of these acts were proving very effective.

Turning in the sand to look back towards the ocean, Jim was privy to the sight of Mishy mucking about in the saltwater, trying his hardest to retrieve the various odds and ends that were floating about. Apparently it had not occured to him that, since the tide was coming in, all of these things would just wash up on shore anyways.

Seeing no reason to interrupt this nonsense, Jim turned to the ship, presently moored by the rocks stuck in its hull. If he could get to the anchor, then he'd be able to climb up the chain to the deck, and see what it might still hold. It looked to have some degree of difficulty, but the sooner that he was done with salvaging what was left, the sooner he could turn his attention to the fascinating plant life that he'd seen in the jungle...

[Hugehead]

In future turns please BOLD your actions and if you could edit your current ones that would be nice 
 
@Jim: Survival includes first aid but the ships front is the only part on the rocks so you can just climb the anchor rope up to the deck

[Jiminiminy]

Oh cool I thought one of us was going to bite our tongue and die of gangrene or something.

[Mishy]

haul whatever i can from the water to the shore.
Keep looking out for Marv, my monkey friend.

[Hugehead]

Ok waiting for labs gonna start rolling now

EDIT: hey gusy it turns out that running this is harder than i thought so im sorry for wasting your time locking thread now