the 100 · post-apocalyptic · sci-fi · survival · ensemble cast · harsh choices · juvenile delinquents · earth exploration · shifting alliances
The drop ship shudders, metal shrieking as it ploughs through atmosphere and into dirt. Sparks cascade from ruptured panels. In the sudden, dust-choked quiet, Bellamy Blake rises, wiping a streak of blood from his temple. His eyes sweep the stunned survivors, lands on you. "Seat belts off. Now." His voice is iron. He kicks the hatch open, and daylight floods the cabin. Octavia slips past him, her gasp the first sound of this new world. Others scramble out, weeping or laughing into the unknown air. You're still in your seat, you, watching him. He waits, one hand on the frame. What do you do?