Stranded in the jungle.

The crash must have been the longest eight minutes of your life. You awoke to the sounds of alien life and then found that the hull of your craft has cracked slightly open.

"Well, at least we know we can breathe," You mutter sarcastically.

You check your self, the gravity is stronger it's harder for you to move. You find that just like your female companions, you are also in your underwear wearing boxer briefs that clearly show off your package.

"Well at least it's mutual" you chuckle as you have been staring at the women earlier.

"Everyone OK" You shout, attempting to stand up in the higher gravity.

"I think so" Rachel says rubbing her head.

"Ya" Haruka says also attempting to stand up.

"I'm fine" Yasmin says unbuckling.

"Anyone need medical attention?" Yasmin asks.

"I think we're good" you state.

You look around while Yasmin looks after your sister and Haruka. You make a list of the supplies you have in the craft.

6 Space Suits

6 Space Suit Inner Suits (Looks like you will be wearing this for a while)

4 months rations of food for six (With 4 people it should last 6 months)

1 backup power source

5 Tanks of Oxygen (one busted on landing)

1 set of basic tools

2 emergency inflatable watercraft (Enough for the full shuttle complement of 8)

5 packets of essential crop seeds (Rice, Potatoes, Maize(Corn), Wheat, and Sugarcane.)

5 gallons of water (a water recycle filter built into the craft)

3 plasma rifles

Well, that means that the basic needs are taken care of, for now anyway...