Fantasy Island (NEW RP! OPEN!)

[Caster_HD]

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He woke up late today like most other days. But this time he found himself placed on top of a cliff.looking out over the island he called out
"Hello?!"

[seventh oak.]

Username: kings & queens
Name: troye cade brooks
Gender: male
Pictures:
human;; one & two & three (kellin quinn) ; - ; - ; panther;; one & two (spotted panther)
Crush/Mate: not yet
History: troye has been living here for since age three, and has learned to control his "powers" well. his life was pretty normal, other than that
Personality: troye is rather anti-social; not because he's shy, but because he's scared. he's weak on the inside, strong on the outside
What are you?: he's a seventeen year old panther-shifter from ireland

Username: kings & queens
Name: chester jared cain
Gender: male
Pictures:
human;; one & two & three (jared leto xD) ; - ; - ; elf;; here (but smaller)
Crush/Partner: none yet
History: born in risca, wales, chester quickly found he loved shrubbery and spending time in the forest
Personality: he likes to travel. chester is a very happy-go-lucky character who loves to chat
What are you?: a sixteen year old forest elf - very small. chester tends to stay as an elf and not in human form

Username: kings & queens
Name: markus scarab withers
Gender: male
Pictures:
human;; one & two & three (ryan cartwright) ; - ; - ; form;; here (water spirit)
Crush/Partner: none
History: average.
Personality: markus is a brave and honest boy, but also shifty and gloomy when he feels like it.
What are you?: he's an eighteen year old american water spirit, meaning he is sensitive to fire and heat (and light) but can breathe underwater and loves ice. he can't manipulate water or ice, but has certain advantages whilst near it. examples are;
he can't drown, he can walk on water and he can go underwater and keep dry - including clothes.

[CuddlesBabyCakes]

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[cooltoni]

Name: Ethan Mist|
Fourm|Wolf
Heading: Town
Mood: Angry
Crush: obivously no one
Health: 56%

Ethan was running at A Unbearable speed, He didn't want to be tracked, From his old Pack members, He had blood running down his jawline, Onto his front paws, He ran into a unknown area to him, As He stomped his paws down Domaintly As he then broke out into a growl, He ran Jumping over Logs and small streams, He didn't want to stop, He coudln't go back to his past, He knew why and how, It was worth not to go back, It was worth Abousalty everything, He found this life Unbearable, He stood up tall, As he halted to a stop, As he bended down to a crotch growling at the shadows of the tree, He was startled by a car horn, As he Jumped onto the street, His ears perked, As He raised his front paw up, And growled loudly as the car spun out of control, He then dashed for the wooded land, As he stopped and howled, Shoving his paws deep into the dirth, He needed to make sure he wasn't followed, Before he stumbled and lay down putting his Muzzle on his paws as he lay still, Growling at the blood on his paws

[CuddlesBabyCakes]

Username: kings & queens
Name: troye cade brooks
Gender: male
Pictures:
human;; one & two & three (kellin quinn) ; - ; - ; panther;; one & two (spotted panther)
Crush/Mate: not yet
History: troye has been living here for since age three, and has learned to control his "powers" well. his life was pretty normal, other than that
Personality: troye is rather anti-social; not because he's shy, but because he's scared. he's weak on the inside, strong on the outside
What are you?: he's a seventeen year old panther-shifter from ireland

Username: kings & queens
Name: chester jared cain
Gender: male
Pictures:
human;; one & two & three (jared leto xD) ; - ; - ; elf;; here (but smaller)
Crush/Partner: none yet
History: born in risca, wales, chester quickly found he loved shrubbery and spending time in the forest
Personality: he likes to travel. chester is a very happy-go-lucky character who loves to chat
What are you?: a sixteen year old forest elf - very small. chester tends to stay as an elf and not in human form

Username: kings & queens
Name: markus scarab withers
Gender: male
Pictures:
human;; one & two & three (ryan cartwright) ; - ; - ; form;; here (water spirit)
Crush/Partner: none
History: average.
Personality: markus is a brave and honest boy, but also shifty and gloomy when he feels like it.
What are you?: he's an eighteen year old american water spirit, meaning he is sensitive to fire and heat (and light) but can breathe underwater and loves ice. he can't manipulate water or ice, but has certain advantages whilst near it. examples are;
he can't drown, he can walk on water and he can go underwater and keep dry - including clothes.

accepted)

[seventh oak.]

sorry for the excessive amount of guys; i was merely trying to keep the genders even. but, there are now six girls and five guys. not quite there ^^

[angel.]

Elizabeth>>I looked up quickly at a big wolf only a few feet away. Water rose into the air, and I gave fearful face. "Who are you, and why are you here?" I asked, a threat coming along into my throat. Wolves usually stayed away from us. I stlolwy stood up, opening my palms and facing them towards the wolf. "Answer me, or I will drown you." I said in a calm tone, standing my distance. I tilted my head and watched the wolf, looking at the blood running down his face.

[CuddlesBabyCakes]

Forest watched the girl and the oncoming wolf with curiosity. "Why threaten him? He doesn't look like a threat to me."

[seventh oak.]

troye c.b ;; seventeen ;; male ;; panther-human shifter ;; reminiscing
the boy shifted swiftly, and then back, just to make sure he could control his 'powers'. back as a human, the teen' proceeded to literally jump onto the grass being whipped by the harsh winds, and lay in a sort of lounging position against a particular dune - mound, as others call them. troye sighed peacefully, beaming ridiculously.

chester j.c ;; sixteen ;; male ;; elf-boy ;; flying
cheerful as ever, the elf boy [a legitimate elf-boy; not some shifter. but, he could increase size to make himself more human] span circles in the air, laughing. but, due to his size, only he could hear his laughter. his happy, infectious laughter with such a grin that it would turn the dying into some optimistic crowd. he called himself chester, but that wasn't his name; oh no, his name was something written intricately in the elven 'language'. so, chester soared over the collation of beings - the wolf, and the two girls - barely visible to one's naked eye. it was amusing for him.

markus s.w ;; eighteen ;; male ;; water sprite/spirit ;; wandering around
the ghost hopped daintily over a patch of flowers, not wanting to "damage mother nature". but none the less, markus scarab withers took on the appearance that he was before he was 'ghost-ified'. "long story, ya see" he said aloud, forgetting that there was nobody for.. what was it(?), a five metre radius? yeah. that would suffice. ".." markus sighed outwardly.

[cooltoni]

Name: Ethan Mist|
Heading: Town
Mood: Angry
Crush: obivously no one
Health: 56%

A growl rumbled through out his chest He stood up tall, Not scared of this So called Human, As his ears perked as he watched the water, As he stopped growling for a secound, Before he then started again, He wasn't scared of her, Not one bit, He lowared his body in a croutching fourm, As he bared his jaws together, And then stood up straight, Pulling his front paw up and stomping it multple times along the wood land terrain, He gave another growl when he had seen a another human walk by, Maybe it was a human, He was start startled by it, Unsure in what to think about it, Maybe the another type of a human had walked in, He slowly moved back into the sunlight while the sun hit off his pelt, As His fur turned to a slight brown along the back, Going in a brown light down his back to his tail, As he moved back again, His domaint side was still in his system, He didn't care who these people where, He knew there was something odd about them, He snorted as the blood ran down his jaw onto the grass, As he stood up his tail down, As he looked into the distant, Unsure if they had lost his scent, Or if they where waiting there move for a attack, He slowly lowared his muzzle to the ground, Sniffing the grass as he was listening in the distant for any movement, He then Jumped into up onto a rock, As he stumbled slightly, With a yelp before he pulled himself back up, Staring at them sort of humans.