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★ Username ★

.:Vixy:.

★ Plumie Name ★

David

★ Gender ★

Male. He/Him Pronouns

★ Hobby/Occupation ★

David's Hobby/Occupation is Surfing, Life Guarding and Snorkelling. He's a beach Plumie, and absolutely loves spending his time at the beach. On his free time, He goes surfing. He is fairly good at it, although he does sometimes fall off! Its quiet funny, because when he comes back onto the sand, His hair is all over the place. He goes snorkelling for Valuable Sea-Shells, and when he goes into town, He sells them. People adore his sells, and he gets good money off of it. As another job, He is a Life Guard, just so he can stay at the beach longer than he should.

★ Personality ★

David has many traits. His main ones are; Brave, Clumsy, Kind, Helpful, Stubborn, Curious, and he is a Jokester. These traits make David who he is. He is Brave, because he does into the deep sea to dive for the best shells, and is brave enough to stand up for all his friends. His is Clumsy, theres not much you can say about that, although he tends to trip over his own paws a lot, thats how he falls off his Surf Board. He is Kind, Because he will help anyone who is feeling down, or not confident in themselves. He is Helpful, Be he will lend a helping paw to anyone in need, and he will also help anyone who is drowning in the ocean, since his job is also being a Life Guard. He is very Stubborn, if he is diving for a very deep shells, he won't give up until he gets it. He is very Curious, always sticking his nose into places it shouldn't be, and always wanting to know what someone is doing. And last but not least, he's a big jokester. He loves pulling pranks, and loves scaring people.

★ History ★

David was born in a small little cottage on the sea-side. He wasn't the richest Plumie ever, but he had what he needed. His parents were the happiest couple, and when David was only 1, His father taught him how to surf. He adored it, and his parents loved watching him learn and stumble. When he was about 3, his mother collected Shells for a living, and thats were he picked up Shell-Hunting and selling from. He loved looking at the different shells, and the colours and patterns they had to offer. From then on, He lived a happy life, surfing and goofing around. He also just hangs around, watching out for any people in need of saving, because it makes him feel like a hero.

★ Relationships ★

David doesn't have a very big Family, and he doesn't really have any female thats he's interested in.

Melissa - Mother
Jack - Father

{ Made Up ^ }
He loves his family to bits and pieces, and would die to protect them.

[jaques]

Username;; Annie Loenhardt
Name;; Cody Jaxxson
Personality;;

History;;

Items;;

-Shark's Tooth Necklace-
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-Shell Bracelet-
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-Surf Board-
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Interview;;

"What do you do in your free time?"
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"What's your biggest insecurity?"
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"Blue and Black or White and Gold?"
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"What are your hobbies?"
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"What's an idea good day for you?"
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"When you look into the mirror, what do you see?"
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"What would you do if your friend(s) were sad?"
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"What is/are your biggest fear(s)?"
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"Favorite season, weather, or time of day?"
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"What do you like the most about life so far?"
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[Wlyrout]



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ｈｅｎｎａ ａｒｔｉｓｔ ａｎｄ ｂｅａｃｈ ｂｕｍ

Username: Arendelle | Name: Shaka | Gender: Male | Age: 24

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Shaka claims to spend a third of his life at the beach, a third of his life working, and a third of his life sleeping, which is a fairly accurate summary of his personality. His life is not meticulously planned and he lives by no schedule- his shop doesn't even have opening and closing times- but he tends to fall into routine patterns anyways, like waking at the crack of dawn each morning to watch the sunrise. He is both flexible and reliable. This has led Shaka to become a very balanced and stable Plumerian, and not much can throw him from his daily rhythms.

His life, however, is far from boring. Shaka, while not much of a risk taker, has an adventurous spirit which he exercises whenever possible. While he adores his homebody moments, curled up in his bed or sitting on the ground practicing henna, he also loves to get away from it all. He finds himself most often at the beach. He adores everything about the endless expanses of golden sand, kissed by foamy white surf. He particularly loves boating, being atop the waves on whatever vessel he can get his hands on, or in the ocean. He loves swimming, as well as free diving to the ocean floor without fear or hesitation. And while he's not much of a surfer, he often paddles out into the ocean just to lay back on his surfboard. He finds a peaceful numbness when on top of or submerged under the waves.

He is, in general, fairly quiet, never finding too much to say. He prefers the soothing hum of silence, particularly as he works. And, for the most part, he is very mellow and laid back. Whether it's lounging on a surfboard in the middle of the ocean, or lounging on the bed in his beach side bungalow, Shaka prefers to take life easy. He often just lies down and drifts away into thought, sometimes suspending himself in his own mind for half an hour, just thinking. Those thoughts tend to be incredibly philosophical. Shaka spends a great deal of time pondering over answers that he knows he will never have complete answers to, challenging everything from his existence to his significance in the world. But while many would find these thoughts unsettling, Shaka finds them comforting. He finds solace in knowing that he doesn't have all of the answers, and that he is a normal, grounded being.

Unfortunately, Shaka is not always a mellow, reliable Plume. His peacefulness seemingly disappears when he becomes ambitious, whenever he strives to achieve more. This is shown especially when he works. Shaka is incredibly passionate about his work. Incredibly. He spends hours each day critiquing himself and seeking out ways to improve, pouring himself into examining every last detail. His constant desire to do better stresses him out to the point where he becomes extremely anxious and high-strung, but he wouldn't trade his job for the world. These emotions also come out when he fails at any major task or undertaking, simply because Shaka has an almost constant drive to do better, to punch failure in the face.

Rarely, however, is Shaka either incredibly sad or undoubtedly happy. That's not to say that he doesn't have emotions, but instead of channeling his let downs into sadness or accomplishments into happiness, he tends to use those emotions to propel himself forwards. When he is happy, he is most creative and often creates his greatest works, and he is most motivated by sadness. Despite his normally neutral expression, however, he radiates happiness and positivity. He has a way of charming others without saying a word or even cracking a smile. And, because of this, he has made many friends over the years. He's no social butterfly, however; Shaka is extremely independent, and doesn't rely too heavily on interaction with others. It is nice, though, to catch up with an old friend every once and a while.

Shaka knows to an extent that he's an odd Plume. He knows that his lack of expression is at times confusing, and that his ambition makes him crazy. But he wouldn't have it any other way. He loves his life and his work.

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Shaka's occupation is at his very core, and makes up a large sum of not only his personality, but his character. Shaka is a henna tattoo artist. Those peculiarly detailed markings on his shoulders and around his legs are not the work of genetics, but the work of a henna mastermind. You see, unlike typical henna designs involving swirls and dots and loops, Shaka's are far more tribal, with more complex and rough-edged patterns and themes.
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ｓｈａｒｋ ｔｏｏｔｈ "ｅａｒｒｉｎｇ" ：：

When Shaka was in his late teens, he was the stereotypical surfer dude. He spent long hours riding the waves on choppy days and miserable hours inside on flat days. He lived to surf. That was until one day, when Shaka was attacked by a shark.

The story itself isn't of too much interest- the shark was small, no one was killed or even seriously injured, and the attack itself lasted a little under two minutes- but before it swam away, it managed to clamp its jaw onto Shaka's ear. He suffered several puncture wounds, which eventually faded into scars, which eventually healed, but the shark also lost a tooth. And that tooth is still embedded into Shaka's ear to this day.

While Shaka doesn't surf too much anymore, he has no fear of the ocean or sharks because of the incident.

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The scent of burning incense is one of the few things that can help to calm and soothe Shaka when he becomes overwhelmed with his nervous ambition. He began to light incense sticks before and as he worked, preventing himself from getting too worked up. However, his trusty incense holder, and intricately carved box, was always misplaced. He soon began tying it around his tail as he worked so that he could always find it, and eventually left it on, thinking it made a neat accessory. Shaka uses the incense box daily to help him loosen up, so it means a great deal to him.

When a stick of incense is lit inside, a gentle smoke pours from the carvings in the wood. When the box is inactive, however, it remains just a useless piece of wood.

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[Tart]

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Name: Zeke 'The big Kahuna' Slateman
Age: 27
Sexuality:Bisexual
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Section 3: Art
Section 4: Other //best memories

[ki-neko animura]

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[Evils]

Username: Evils
Name: Tony Umpercron
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Age: 21
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Section 2: {Other}
Section 3: {Interview}
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Tony never grew up rich, but he never saw himself as being poor. He would get good things every once in a while, such as a night out at a movie or meal from I-Hop, but that was about as good as it got for him. He never really cared what he got, as long as it was far away from his parents.
Ever since his father started drinking when he was five, he has been in a rough place. Stuck between continuous arguments and quarrels he never could seem to find peace. Once at the age of seven his father got aggressive and began to beat his mother, Tony was furious every time it happened and grew a huge grudge on his father. Not long after his father's break outs happened, the young plumerian fought his father, pushing him, kicking him, biting him, anything he could do to get him to step away from his poor mother

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...................U S E R N A M E: burninflames
...................N A M E: Zeke 'Turtle' Jackson
...................G E N D E R: Male he/him pronouns
...................A G E: 21 years old
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P E R S O N A L I T Y;

....Zeke is kind, sweet and patient. He knows how to speak his mind but also knows when it’s time to hold his tongue and let others talk. He loves to see people smile when they're with him and often tries too hard and makes a foul of himself but rarely minds. He's a risk taker and loves living in the moment. He will often do reckless things because he can never get enough of the feeling of adrenaline running through his body. That's actually how he found his love of surfing, especially big wave surfing, and his love of the ocean a place full of mystery and danger. He wants what he does in his life to be remembered, who he was and what he did.
....Zeke is also quite clingy it happened when he was a child and his mom left his dad and him. Zeke was only five years old so he doesn't remember her very much but he sees it in his dad. One day he had asked why she left and his dad said it was because he didn't show her enough attention. That simple response has cause Zeke to be clingy but also taught him to one day find the love his parents shared because he can see it in his dad's eyes that it was strong and pure.
....Zeke is a gentleman and knows how to treat women with respect, though he often gets overly protective when others treat them disrespectfully but not just women his friends too. Due to him being fearless Zeke has a terrible tendency to put himself in harm’s way even if his friends can handle it. He himself might even know they can handle it but his protectiveness often gets the best of him and leads him to do stupid things.

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I T E M s;

Shark Tooth Necklace:
....Zeke, like many other surfers, has a shark tooth necklace. His is nothing special; it's a baby great white's tooth, hanging from a simple dark brown string. The tooth is no bigger than a quarter and many find it strange that he wears it everywhere, but he doesn't wear it for any reason his friend’s wear theirs for the story of how he achieved it makes the tooth one of the most priceless things Zeke owns.

....It was a cool July morning as Zeke walked along the golden, sunny sand of Vero Beach, Florida. It was peaceful and quiet as he walked near his house which hugged the beautiful ocean, but peacefulness ended soon to the sound of loud, frantic almost fearful splashing. He was worried that it was someone drowning or caught in something. When he arrived he was shocked because what he saw was a something more not so much a someone. It was a baby or teen great white that had gotten caught in a fisher's net. He soon noticed blood trickled down the side of the poor creature and that's when Zeke spotted the bright fishing hooks sticking out all along the net.
....Zeke thought if he didn't help the creature it would surly die from the puncture wounds or not being in deep enough water. He was worried that he himself could get hurt but if he didn't help now he had no idea what would happen to the shark, so he pulled out his pocket knife, flipped it open and thought of the best way to overcome the situation. He knew there was a slim chance he was going to make it out of this unscathed by the frighten creature or fishing net but he wasn't scared for himself at all, he was scared for the shark.
....He slowly walked toward the shark moving in the shallow water behind it. He was only six inches from the shark when it jerked turning its body fast around smashing into Zeke's side causing him to fall sharply in the water. He quickly gathered himself and took a step back giving the shark space. He put out his hand to balance himself and to try and show the shark he wasn't going to harm him but it mostly was for his safety so it would hopefully go for his arm and not his leg.
....After his first approach didn't work the way he hoped he sized up the shark. It was small, young, he could probably hold its weight for a little bit but worried he would make the hooks dig in farther, but he didn't know what else to do. Zeke walked closer to the shark, its eyes seemed beady and scared, its struggling breath fast and painful. He couldn't wait any long he needed to do something. He jumped landing just to the right of the shark with his right arm around it. A sharp pain shot through his right arm but he ignored it to the best of his ability and held on. The shark thrashed sharply but Zeke just took a deep breath and started to cut the net. It shockingly cut easily and Zeke made strong leeway until the shark snapped sharply to the left making Zeke fall into the water fast. The shark thrashed above him as it tried to fend off Zeke. He covered himself with his hands and tried to push himself up so he could breathe but then pain ripped through his left arm sharp and excruciating. He sharply thrashed out with his right hand and struck the shark in the side. It was stunned and stopped thrashing just enough for Zeke to burst through the water’s surface right before he thought he wasn't going to make it back up in time.
....Zeke ran to the bare sand and looking behind him saw the fin of the shark swim off, he hoped it was okay, but then his thoughts were targeted towards his arm. He looked down and saw that the shark had taken a large bite into his arm. It was slightly shredded and blood was everywhere. He clutched his arm and ran home. His head was light and he sounded dazed when he spoke to 911 officer on the phone for emergency help. He then fainted on his kitchen floor his mind still shifting off to the shark.
....Zeke finally woke at the hospital his arm in a wrap. A nurse hovered over him probably waiting for him to wake and his dad sat in a chair in the corner of the room. The nurse smiled when she saw that Zeke had woken, she said something but he couldn't hear a word. He shook his head and tried to rub his eyes but his left arm burned with sharp pain, worse then before, he figured his adrenaline had dulled the pain. Then the nurse spoke again and this time he heard, "I wouldn't use that arm for the next few days, it's going to be pretty sore. A shark attack is pretty rare it seems to me you went looking for trouble. We gave your dad pain medicine for you to take every 6 hours when you get home. The doctor will be in, in a moment." All Zeke could do was nod to her fast words. She turned to leave but then stopped and turned back to him polling out a medicine bottle with a small object inside, "This is from the shark; it was lodged in the tissue of your upper arm. I figured a young boy like you might want to keep it." Zeke nodded again and she handed it to him and smiled saying, "Have a nice day." Zeke finally found words and responded, "Thank you. You too." Zeke looked down at the tooth and smiled he would always remember this day.
....Zeke often thinks if the shark ever lived after that day but something in his mind tells him that it did and he believes it. That day Zeke's mind shifted away from surfing and towards marine science. He feels to this day that he was there for a reason and hopes that marine science is something he could do someday.

Surfboard:
....Zeke is a surfer, though he’s not your average one. He owns many different kinds of boards; performance longboard, gun, short board and his baby, his fish. He uses his performance longboard for his medium, rolling waves. His gun for the 12 foot waves that he enjoys riding too much. His short board for his pitching, medium waves, and his baby his fish for rolling small waves. Though he enjoys using his gun the most, for the thrill that comes with the monstrous waves he uses it with. He uses his fish the most and enjoys how he can be free almost, doing his tricks in the low waves that would be unforgiving with his gun.
....Zeke though just average in the eyes of many works hard for things that mean much to him. He found that the boards he bought no matter how much he paid them, the board never fit to his body like he wished, so at the age of 15 he started to learn how to make his own boards. He failed miserably in the beginning but found it relaxing even if he messed up greatly. It took Zeke 11 tries before he finally got his beauty the fish. He still uses a bought gun as he’s unsure about trying one of his out on a huge wave that if he slips will cost him his life, though one day he will.
....Zeke beginning the man who needs to put his mark on the world has his boards all with the same design but a design that means much to this young man. It deals with his turtle tattoo on his left shoulder blade, actually. He got it when he was 16; it was actually to impress a girl though later turned into something he’s proud to wear. He got it because he thought the girl he had a crush on adored turtles or at least that was what his friends had told him, so the day after getting it he showed it to his crush and she laughed at him. She asked him why she would love such a pointless animal. Now this was long after his incident with the baby great white, so he had great admiration for all the animals in the ocean. So in response Zeke said, “Wouldn’t that make you pointless then too seeing as you’re far less smart and beautiful than those gentle giants.” He then stormed off. Zeke wasn’t one for being rude to a women but something about the way she had said it made Zeke feel like he needed to help the creature which had no voice then. Ever since that day his boards have always been either white or wooden background with a dark brown turtle right in the middle, just like the one he bares on his shoulder. Due to this some even give him the nickname ‘Turtle’ for no one else has a board with this description. Zeke is very proud of this and it makes him enjoy surfing even more.

Bandanna:
....Zeke lastly carries with him a faded, sky blue bandanna. He has it close to always tied around the upper part of his right arm right below his seashell tattoo. This item Zeke believes saved his life when he was 18 and has had it ever since.
....It was a slightly stormy day and Zeke had gone out to surf, as no stormy day had stopped him before. He was using one of his newly made boards and wanted to try it out. He came down hard due to the waves starting to gain speed and height. He crashed down hard the board snapping in two. He splashed aimlessly in the ocean; his body flipping fast in the water. Though through the confusion Zeke had spotted a tattered looking piece of cloth stuck at the bottom of the ocean. He stopped fighting for the surface and swam towards it. Being a surfer made his lungs strong and he was able to grab the cloth and begin to surface before he began to worry for air. He started to swim up but saw that the cloth was stuck and it pulled him down. He looked up at the surface and saw a large wave crash down hard. If the cloth hadn’t been stuck it would have come down right on top of him. He quickly untangled the cloth and surfaced. He then pulled himself onto the beach and looked at the cloth. It wasn’t special just a blue bandanna but at closer inspection he noticed someone had written something on it. Live On Forever. Zeke sort of lives by this strange saying every day, the one that saved him and for that keeps it close to his heart.

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O C C U P A T I O N;

....Zeke’s occupation is more his hobby now and his hobby he wishes was his occupation. Zeke makes his dues right now through surfing. He teaches young kids and is paid frequently to show at high events. When he first started with it all it was a dream and he enjoyed it all maybe a little too much but then he ran into that shark and his life sort of changed.
....Zeke still does this all for money but is currently saving up for collage. Zeke is a smart boy, got all A’s in his classes. Though he stopped going to school after he graduated from high school to focus on his surfing, but now wants to go back for marine biology. He found a great school Eckerd College in St. Petersburg FL close to his house. Though it’s something he hasn’t told his father, the man who has pushed his surfing and helped him since day one. Zeke has already made plans though to go in the upcoming school year as his application was accepted. He will soon tell his father and hopes he’s just as proud of him as Zeke is of himself.

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A R T;

By consulting.detective

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