[Segie]

Reserve with name Clovis.

[albinoBroccoli]

predictably dropping out :/

[wickedbvnes]

Username: Vintage.
Name: Alaska
Gender: Female
Favorite Place to Explore and Why: Reefs ( Diver?? maybe )
1 Extra:
art

[Elfie]

Dropping out >.<

[誰不低頭]

Username:
Thistlestar
Name:
Vibrio Harveyi [bacteria in which turns the water red]

Gender:
Male
Favorite Place to Explore and Why:
'Sea of Stars' ; Vaadhoo Island, Maldives.
The famous group of islands are known for being a heaven on Earth.
But Vaadhoo Island has a lot of surprises, that are revealed at night.
The mesmerizing shining water looks like a mirror, that reflects the
sparkling stars above. However, the secret is this: phytoplankton –
the marine microbes – are bioluminescent and emanate the blue glow.
The effect it has on the shore is absolutely breathtaking.

Due to the glow during night time, there is also a side effect which affects
in blooming of red algae also known as red tide.It turns the entire beach into
red and somewhat dim during the day time. Knowing this, he uses the chemical
process to create a reddish hue on his pelt. He seems to love the feel of the
water. The unique bacterias interest him and he wants to explore more of the
island.

Vibrio finds much interest in the beautiful art of the phytoplankton; it's
almost like magic itself. The glowing outlines create a very unique
environment, bringing the stars back down to earth. He feels most at home,
letting the glowing tides sweep him away in his own land of stars, no matter
what time of day or color. The island also brings new surprises everyday for
Vibrio.


Image of the Shoreline

1 Extra:

[Dr. Paine]

Username:
Commander Shepard

Name:
Rikku

Gender:
Female

Favorite Place to Explore and Why:
Cities! The larger, the better. Rikku grew up in the wild, knowing only isolated wind-swept plains that looked exactly the same, day after day-- even in winter, since they lived somewhere that got very little snow. The only sound would be hollow wind whistling through the grass, sometimes birds, sometimes thunder if it was a storm... but that was it. The only food were little scrawny mice and often seeds, sometimes the passing garter snake. Rikku couldn't stand it-- movement was in her blood, she'd even toss and turn all through her sleep, haunted by dreams of running for days on end, only to find more grasses over the horizon.
But cities... the city, any city, is home. The scent of rain and exhaust, of food carts that may not be so safe to eat but taste so good, the narrow alleys where anything might be lurking... and there are the smaller cities, older ones with brick streets and haphazard cobblestone walls all covered with ivy, fragrant parks all lit up and behind them; towers of steel and glass that shine and sparkle in the sun. She's only explored places in North America so far, but dearly hopes to extend her travels one day-- she'd love to see London, maybe even head out to Turkey and explore the markets there, or-- if she's really lucky-- maybe see for herself the abandoned city Pripyat. But for now, Rikku is content to explore cities in the US and Canada-- after all, there's plenty to find, if one's willing to look enough.

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1 Extra: Always on the road home; Rikku's thoughts on her lifestyle.


"Home is concrete under your paws, sun-roasted asphalt half-crumbled because the council's dragging their heels on getting those potholes fixed (but soon, they promise).

Home is a cheap hotel, a luxury hotel, an in-between hotel, a B&B that might've seemed sketchy at first, but wound up pretty fantastic-- and breakfast was awesome! Home is an empty dollar theater where it's just you, so you can laugh and make cracks at the fools onscreen to your heart's content. Maybe the projection worker'll laugh too. Or kick you out. I'm banned from a couple places.

Home is seeing 'Help Wanted' pasted on a signpost caked under old concert flyers, missing pet flyers, 'gym for sale', 'kicked out boyfriend come get stuff' flyers; you follow it and earn your next few meals helping someone move to an apartment two floors up. I know it could be dangerous... but I guess I'm lucky, I've only met good folks.

Home is standing at the edge of the railing on the 100-someodd floor, staring down out and spying a ferris wheel in the distance, twenty minutes later you're bombarded by the smell of popcorn and sugar and machine oil and probably some vomit, but the funnel cake's so sweet it doesn't matter, not really; and there's so many rides and lights-- for a day or two, an empty parking lot is a wonderland and you leave well past midnight with a giant pink-and-blue koala and a stomach ache, and you aren't sure if the last six hours actually happened or not.

Home is 3am at a 24 hour laundromat, hanging out with a new mother and some old folks happy to share stories of when the city was a tiny town and how it's grown. Home is cobblestones and neat planter walls, upscale communities that feel like the streets ought to reject the dirty paws treading on them, they belong somewhere more cracked and dusty and broken.

Home is where the heart is, not some den or four walls and a roof. Home is finding a spot in the park to curl up and sleep, since you have no 'real' home; only a few permanent possessions (that koala was given to the mother, it made her daughter so happy) you can carry over your shoulder. But my heart is in the city, every city I know and will know, so no matter where I go... I'm always going home."

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[~Soul~]

Username: ~Soul~
Name: Eric
Gender: Male
Favorite Place to Explore and Why:
Petter's Favorite place to Explore is Theme parks, he is always looking for unique things that are hidden that others wouldn't see normally. His Favorite theme park of all time is Disneyland in California, they are always changing it up and decorateing the park for the holidays, and every year they are making things even better! Though his favorite part of the park is Tom Sawyer's Island, because each day they cast members hide paint brushes and a bag for gold confetti and if you find one of them you get a fast pass on one of the rides. This ways he gets to scavenge all over over the fun little island looking for them, paying close attention to good hiding spots that people may not normally think of.

1 Extra:

Wipp <3

[bambi,]

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↘Username: bambi,

↘Name: August Axel Ryder, however he often gives out false names on his journeys, so who's to say this one is real?

↘Gender: Male

↘Favorite Place to Explore and Why: Plitvice Lakes, Croatia. August does not necessarily love the exploration of the lakes as much as he loves the sentiment behind his trips. On August 14th every year, August returns to Plitvice Lakes and remembers the day he became August Axel Ryder. There's a story behind it of course, there always is and whenever he returns to the lakes, he simply stands and stares for hours, watching the water sway around him like a blanket. Sometimes he'll strike up a conversation with a stranger and tell his story. He always changes the name though. He wouldn't risk giving up his mystery to somebody so easily. Plitvice Lakes is the one place that August could visit forever and never get bored of.
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↘1 Extra: "I wanted to be a mystery. I wanted to be everywhere and nowhere all at once. I wanted to see the world, but I did not want anybody to see me. It was a strange complex, but it was what I wanted. I packed my bags and hoped on a boat, because planes make me nauseous and boats are much more adventurous, without even saying goodbye. If I was to say goodbye, then they would know I was leaving somewhere and where's the mystery in that? So as I was saying, I was on a boat, heading to who knows where, but that was the most exciting part. I was going somewhere new. I'm going to skip all these detailed fillers. So there I was, wandering the streets of Croatia. I traveled by daylight and slept by nightfall. Soon enough I met a lady who lived in a small town. We spent the next three months travelling Croatia, full of laughter and excitement. This girl was amazing and yet we knew absolutely nothing about each other. We didn't even know each other's names. She called me August. It was such a strange thing to call someone; I could not fathom where she got that nickname from. Many more weeks went on and we found ourselves looking out at the Plitvice Lakes. On this particular day, there was a particular sense of tension gnawing at me. She eventually turned to me, after two hours of wandering silence and asked, "What is your name?" The realization dawned on me: I was no longer a mystery. She had found me. I had spent so many years waiting for the chance to disappear and become part of the unknown and here this girl I hardly knew stood before me, asking me the one question I wouldn't answer. Who was I? "Axel Ryder." It was not my name, not by a long shot, but I wasn't about to give up my mystery just yet. "What is yours?" The question was obligatory in the heart of politeness. She smiled faintly at me then, "If I told you that, I wouldn't be a mystery, August." Then she turned away and left me to stand alone with the beauty of the lakes surrounding me. That was where and when I lost my birth name and became the mystery I had always wanted to be."
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[Rexodus]

resss

[a sky full of stars]

pftftft markkk <3