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[nuffquaa]

𝕄𝕒𝕩𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝
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➳ 10 ➳ male ➳ camp camp ➳ tagged;; javier

Figure it out together, huh? Max thought, a bit confused. Usually people didn't want to work with him, since people viewed him as an annoying little brat, but at least Javier was being nice to him. The least he could do was return the favor. But where was the fun in that? We just need to figure out what kind of animals we can find around here. Animals? That was definitely something new. He'd never hunted animals before, and honestly, it made him feel a bit uneasy. He remembered back to the time when he was out with the Quartermaster and the creepy man stabbed his hook hand right into the heart of a squirrel. Yeah, that truly scarred him for life. And it was definitely going to take the "fun" out of hunting down animals to eat. Perhaps they could find berries or something, or maybe there were other people around with food.

Max's thoughts were pushed away as Javier spoke up about the gun. He looked a bit uneasy at the boy's approach at the gun, and Max didn't blame him. Giving a gun to a ten-year-old probably wasn't the smartest choice. But it wasn't like he was going to shoot Javier anyways. He had never actually held a real gun before, just a BB gun David bought him for "Christmas" that one year. Pushing these thoughts away, Max grinned up at Javier, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He didn't quite hand the boy the gun yet, which kind of annoyed Max, especially when he explained some safety precautions. "Yeah, yeah, don't worry. I totally got it under control," he spoke up, waving a limp arm. "What harm would it do anyways? I'm pretty positive this whole 'island' deal is just some elaborate scheme of the universe playing a trick on us. Trust me, it's only a matter of seconds before we'll snap out of it and go back to living our normal lives."

[guar]

Javier Garcia • Male • Tag; Max

Javier couldn’t help but sigh and shake his head when the ten year old continued to insist that it would be fine, while he really did want to believe Max, the baseball player was still worried about it. He had no idea what the boy would be like with a gun, the only reason why he didn’t doubt Clementine the first time she had a gun was only because she had it pointed at him and he really did not want to risk getting on her bad side and in turn getting himself shot. But still, there was hopefully not going to be any harm in optimism, for now he would believe that Max was good with guns until he gave Javier a reason not to; if he gave Javier a reason not to. In an ideal world it would all go smoothly but, unfortunately, the Richmond leader would always have to prepare for the worst case scenario as well, he didn’t like having to but he had already learned his lesson many times to not mindlessly trust strangers. The fact he was trusting a ten year old made the whole situation even more worrying, but it wasn’t like he had many options.

Finally, Javier handed the firearm to Max, being slightly put off by Max’s reasoning to relax. It was all just an elaborate scheme of the universe playing a trick on the two of them? ”Man. Way to inspire confidence in you, kid. Even if this is all just a universal practical joke, I’m still not going to happily risk my life. I’ve still got my sobrino* to get back home to.” He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, ”I can’t imagine he’s taking my disappearance well.” Javier shook his head, Gabriel was a capable boy, he shouldn’t be so worried about him, right? ”Alright, Max, if we run into any muertos** you let me handle them, okay? But if I’m struggling, make sure you aim for the head,” - Javier tapped his own head as if to get the point across - ”Let’s try to save bullets for animals, though.”

*nephew
**dead

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Chitin || Kylnar - Symbiote || Chaotic good || Disoriented || Beach || Open

The ground was far softer then what chitin remembered falling asleep on. A low noise escaping the symbiote as it shifted, digging its small claws into the sand and first burying its face into the sand for several moments to attempt to clear away the confusion and dizziness the Kyntar felt before finally sitting up. It took a bit of effort because the sand sunk inwards as chitin pushed upwards, but soon enough the symbiote was sitting up on his knees and looking around with a narrowed gaze.

This definitely didn't look like the alleyway of New York City they'd fallen asleep in. A hand went up to rub the heel of their hand against their cheek area as they looked around. "Chitin does not remember this place. But this place seems familiar to chitin too." He mumbled curiously as he looked around before finally getting to his feet and dusting himself off. Perhaps it was familiar to the symbiote because it was a reoccuring dream that he appeared to have more control over now then a normal non-remembered dream.

Either way, chitin needed to figure out where he was and what was going on. Thus he scanned the area for a few moments to determine where he wanted to head. There looked to be a field in the distance. He hummed faintly to himself before nodding his head. Chitin will go that way." He mumbled to himself in confirmation to his thoughts before he started walking on. It didn't look too far away.

It didn't take him long to reach where the grass started to grow. Though it made him pause inorder to bend down and lightly brush his finger/claw tips across and through some of the grass, getting an amused noise from him. "Soft." He mumbled rather contently before taking his hand away and standing straight again. His eyes squinting slightly to look at a distant figure that seemed to be heading towards him. "Chitin sees someone. Friend of chitin's? Chitin can't remember." He mumbled, unable to make up his mind if he wanted to close the distance and fully approach the other, or let them approach him.

[AcetheKidd]

||Jack||
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Male// 1// SPN//Tags: open

The sound of the sea's waves could be heard crashing onto the shore, along with the cry of seagulls. Jack thought he was having another dream and it seem peaceful to. Relaxing on the beach with his friends and family..well,expect that his friends weren't there. He called out their names, but there was reply. This dream...it felt so real. The nephilim boy begin to mutter in his sleep before waking up from his sleep. It took him a while, but he noticed his surroundings and quickly stood to his feet, wiping the sand from his clothes."Wait...am i still dreaming?" Jack pitched his self pretty hard on the arm,even leaving a red mark there. "What...how..." for a moment he just stared blankly at the sea..just confused. One minute he was in bunker, the next minute he was at the beach? There was something else, he felt rather different and couldn't really put his finger on it. like there was a small surge of power flowing inside him

Poor guy was even more confused now and standing here wasn't going to help. Maybe Sam, Dean, Cas or even the others where around here. Well, there was one way to find out." Dean, Sam..Castiel? Anyone here? Hello?!" Jack begin to walk across sands of beach, looking for his dear friends." This isn't funny guys..." Still no reply and now he was worried. Jack couldn't sense them..wait sense? his powers where gone, he was just a human..so why was he sensing other begins near by. Little did he know, he had a little of juice now. "......Where is everyone? and why doesn't this feel like home." great, now he was just getting frustrated. However, he was lost then upset. For now, all he could do was find someone...hopefully

||Chopper||
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Male// 17// OP//Form: Normal//Tags: open

The sound of odd chirping and strange animal noises started to freak Chopper out. He was still brave, despite his current situation and kept marching through the strange forest. " Ok Chopper, no need to get scared...you've been through worst on your own. It's a forest filled goodness knows what. Your just find." The small reindeer begin zoom his head around, yipping when he stepped on a stick that was in his path. A sigh of relief came from his mouth and kept going. " I can't find anyone..i hope the others are safe at least." a slight frown came on his face. He knew his crew where strong enough to protect their selves, but they where they friends? how couldn't he worry. All he could really was to get the heck of this forest and maybe find out there the heck he was. This whole place started to give him the chills..it wasn't..normal.

" Hey...you seem a little lost pal" There was an odd looking black bird hanging out in the trees. Chopper heard his voice and looked straight up at it." I kinda am...wait, maybe you can help me! do you know a way out the forest? do you know where i am?" To many other people, it would seem like Chopper was talking to his self. However, he had the ability to communicate with animals and creatures even after he ate the devil fruit." Maybe i do, maybe i don't...but what fun would it be if i told you? Anyway,welcome to the island. i'll be seeing ya soon kid." and with that, the bird just vanished. Nope, he didn't fly off..Chopper blinked and he was gone." What tha...come back!" Chopper shouted. It was no use, that odd bird was good. Well, at least he knew he was on a island..now he just needed to get out of this forest

[nuffquaa]

𝕄𝕒𝕩𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝
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➳ 10 ➳ male ➳ camp camp ➳ tagged;; javier

Max grinned widely as the weapon was passed down onto him. He clutched it in his hands, admiring the firearm. Wow, I can't believe it actually worked! Stupid adults, they don't know crap. He turned back to Javier, pointing the gun away from him. He didn't want to scare off his companion just like that. Plus, if he were to point the gun at the man, his trust in Max would easily subside, and the gun would be taken away from his grasp just like that. And what would be the fun in that? The weapon could be very useful, especially when it came to hunting or if there was a dangerous intruder. Or maybe even just for fun. There were multiple possibilities.

Now Javier's speech seemed like nonsense to him. First of all, unwilling to happily risk your life? Well, actually, that was completely understandable. Just not to Max. But Javier rambled on, mentioning something about a sobrino. What was that? "Sobrino?" Max decided to express his confusion out loud. "Sounds Spanish or some crap like that." Max was confused, once again. "Sorry, me el no speako spanisha," Max mocked, holding in a snort of laughter. The topic was quickly changed though, as Javier now brought up muertos again. Max still didn't fully understand what they were, but he just figured they were dead people. Dead people that weren't ghosts, apparently, and tried to eat you.

But when Javier told Max to let him handle the muertos alone, the young boy rolled his eyes. "Ah, sweet Javi, clearly you don't know me well." Smirking mischievously, Max turned around so that his back was facing Javier, and he pointed the gun off into the distance, closing one eye and aiming at a tree. Without saying any more, Max pulled the trigger, causing a large bang to echo through the area. The noise caught Max by surprise, and he immediately dropped the gun, plugging his ears frantically. "Jesus Christ!! That's loud as hell!!" He had no idea it was going to be that loud. He stared at the gun and didn't dare to look back at Javier. So much for saving the bullets for the animals.

[carnivorous.]

nagito komaeda
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17/male/form/tags: jack

Heaving a relieved sigh, Nagito finally managed to catch sight of a figure on the beach in front of him, who seemed to be talking to himself, but he didn't seem to notice him. Weighing up the options, it could be that this person was a slave of Monokuma or could be a mass murderer, or perhaps a native?
Slowly stepping closer, he waved his hand out in an unthreatening manner, trying to make himself known to this person, who seemed to be having a breakdown.
"Hey there, are... you okay?" He called out, trying not to startle him, even though he seemed pretty startled already. Nagito couldn't really blame him, maybe his reaction would be different if this wasn't the second time he had been thrown onto an island?

[Sori]

Rhys | 27 | Male | Tales From the Borderlands | Tagged: Scorpia

"It's okay, I just generally like my personal space." Rhys laughed somewhat nervously. Scorpia was really nice so far, even if she came off as a little bit too overly enthusiastic about everything for him. He wasn't used to anyone being so happy like that on Pandora, or even Helios with all of the backstabbing and it's depressing corporate atmosphere. Well, besides the parties. The parties on Helios were a blast. "You're right about that. Really helped me get ahead in my job, too." He shrugged at getting the scaanner fixed since it wasn't necessarily broken. "She sounds like someone I'd get along well with." Being the nerd he was, Rhys was always up for more people who would understand what he was saying when he talked about cool tech. "I'll be fine without it. I have to admit it sure does come in handy from time to time, but it doesn't affect my vision or anything so it's not the most important thing right now."

Rhys ran a hand through his hair as he listened to Scorpia talk. "Mhm, seems we had the exact same dream." This whole situation just kept getting weirder and weirder, and thinking about it made his head hurt. "Not sure about how cool it is, though. I think it's more strange if anything since that's such an unlikely coincidence." Rhys looked over at the line of trees, which seemed so much darker than in the dream that it sent a chill up his spine. "What happened to make the island like this is definitely a little concerning." He really hoped he wouldn't have to go in that forest. Or up on the cliff- he could not handle heights one bit.

[guar]

Javier Garcia • Male • Tag; Max

Javier was still slightly on edge after he passed the weapon to Max, but at least the boy started with not pointing it in Javier’s direction; that definitely made him feel a little bit better at least, it wasn’t his favourite pastime having guns aimed at him, after all. Hopefully that trust in Max could continue to steadily grow over time and not begin to falter, that would really not be helpful because Javier was already left without a gun.

Sounds like Spanish or some crap like that. At that particular comment, a clear look of disapproval crossed the survivor’s face and he crossed his arms when he looked down at Max. ”Yeah. It was Spanish.” Javier confirmed, nodding his head briefly before hearing the poor attempt at mocking Spanish. Usually, he would have probably scolded for someone doing something as disrespectful as that, however, he had to remind himself that Max was only ten years old. ”Hardy har. Very funny let’s make fun of a language.” He grumbled sarcastically, waving his hands in the air before folding his arms over his chest once more. The kind of smart aleck behaviour actually reminded Javier of his nephew in a way, especially when Gabriel was mad at things and didn’t want to cooperate with neither Javier nor Kate. ”By the way, I was talking about my nephew.” He informed, rolling his eyes.

”Come on, kid, obviously I’m not going to know you well we’ve only just met! Cut me a little slack, huh? You don’t know me well either.” Javier exclaimed defensively, definitely not enjoying how patronising it was to be called “sweet Javi” by a literal ten year old boy he had only just met. He had no time to ponder on his annoyance, though, as he noticed Max turning around and facing away from him. Taking a moment to realise what the boy was planning, his eyes widened as he went to try and stop it but he was too late and the trigger was pulled, causing the loud, echoing bang. Once he heard Max’s exclamation and saw him drop the gun, Javier quickly realised that he probably was not as experienced with guns as he claimed he was. Exclaiming a rather colourful word in Spanish, Javier grabbed the gun and turned to look at Max, crouching down and frowning. ”Hey, hey, are you alright, kid?” The disapproving frown was instantly replaced by a concerned one. While he was admittedly pretty annoyed by Max’s behaviour, the redeeming quality of Javier’s was that he didn’t completely lose it when he was angry, unlike his brother, ”Yeah, the noise takes time getting used to. You reckon you’re gonna be alright?”

Scorpia • Female • Tag; Rhys

”Right, right! Personal space. I totally get that, don’t worry, that’s not going to happen again.” With a smile on her face, Scorpia wove one of her pincers dismissively as if to confirm that she wasn’t going to invade his personal space again. Although, in all honesty, the force captain must have known that she was not going to be able to keep promises like that. Not at all. Even so, at least she said she was going to make an attempt, right? That was better than nothing, at least, and besides she still wanted to consider that maybe Rhys would change his mind sometime in the future. ”You’d love her, she’s a good friend, super easy to get along with too! It’s a shame about what those other princesses did but that doesn’t matter now.” Once again she wove around a pincer dismissively before resting it on her hips. ”It’s good that you can still see without your scanner, but if ever you’re having trouble with it just let me know. I can try to help where I can, okay?”

It was a relief that the faulty scanner was not going to be an issue for Rhys’ vision because while Scorpia May have been offering her help where it was needed, she didn’t know too much about technology so worried that she probably wouldn’t be the most useful person when it came to the scanner. She decided against mentioning those doubts, though, instead she preferred to focus on positive things and the situation at hand. Listening to Rhys give his opinion on the dream, Scorpia nodded her head in agreement, ”You know what, yeah, it is pretty strange too.” She agreed, looking over at the tree line when he did before shrugging, ”Whatever it is, there’s no need to worry, right? We can get people to help us, and if they refuse to then we can use other ways of making them talk to us.” Despite the violent implications of her last comment, there was still a smile on her face, ”Either way, at least we have each other, right? We can help each other out!”

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Handsome Jack|| Human || Chaotic Evil || Rhys & Scorpia

He's having a surprisingly pleasant dream. A peaceful island with his daughter there with him. He almost doesn't want to get up, but he knows this is a dream and that none of this is real. He's going to open his eyes and be greeted to his penthouse on Helios. However, the sounds as he begins to stir are definitely not the normal sounds of a space station. Its not crippling, near depressing, lonely silent that he's use to. He actually hears water, waves crashing near him.

He finally forces his heterachromic eyes open to stare at a bright blue sky and passing clouds.... Did he forget he took some expensive lavish trip? He groans and slowly props himself up, looking at the ocean infront of him that just barely reach his sneakers as they crash back and forth on the sandy beach. He looks around before pushing himself to his feet. and brushes a much sand off himself as possible. Okay, this definitely isn't Pandora thats for sure. Where is he?

He can hear some voices in the distance, somewhat make out the shape of people. He briefly opens up his Echo and it can't locate Helios or connect to any networks really. It does say there is some hyperion tech near by. So it had to be an employee right? Maybe they can give him some answers because he's supposed to be tormenting some Vault hunter's right now with cryptic calls and what not. Thus he instantly sets up to head towards the ping. It seems to be taking him closer to the other two across the beach.

He brushes out his tail coat a bit more, runs his hands through his hair to neaten it quite a bit more, look like the presentable CEO he is and not some disheveled guy, as he gets closer. "Uh, HEY! Excuse me! Hello? Can either of you tell me where I am currently? Because hahaha, this place is not the place i remember going to sleep at!" He hollered.

[nuffquaa]

𝕄𝕒𝕩𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝
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➳ 10 ➳ male ➳ camp camp ➳ tagged;; javier

Max's ears were ringing, and he winced at the eerie, echoing noise. Hands still cuffed over his ears, he noticed Javier lean down and saw his mouth open as if he were saying something. He could hear a faint "are you alright?" escaping the man's lips. Max blinked a couple times, attempting to return back to reality. The constant ringing in his ear was dying down a bit, and his vision wasn't so hazy anymore. He made eye contact with Javier, noticing that the man looked concerned. Max frowned, and it wasn't long before his bad attitude kicked in again. "Dammit, Javier!" he growled, unplugging his ears. The ringing had almost completely subsided now. Great, he had just made a complete fool of himself. What an accomplishment.

Before Javier had the chance to take back the gun, Max reached down and snatched up the weapon, flicking it into "safety mode" and clutching it limply at his side. The boy sighed, slapping a hand on his face. He didn't express any concerns to Javier, but just silently trekked over to a towering oak tree. He sat down, leaning against the trunk of the tree. Silently, he pulled out David's phone from the pocket of his hoodie. Maybe he could attempt to call his other camp counselor, Gwen? Maybe this really was all just a silly prank? But as Max unlocked the phone, his anger fluctuated even more as he noticed there were no wifi bars. Sighing in anger, Max shoved the phone back into his pocket and set the gun down, grasping his legs and drawing them closer to his head. He burrowed his face into the little area, letting a small sigh escape his lips.

After a few moments of silence, he spoke up. "I just don't get it," he mumbled, slowly looking back up at Javier. "What is behind all of this? Who is behind all this? Is this isn't a dream or a prank, then surely someone deliberately put us here!" He was now looking Javier right in the eyes, his knees still scrunched up to his face. "Why do you think someone would keep us here like this? To experiment on us? To examine us?" And who would? Max added silently, his eyes narrowing. He broke eye contact with Javier and glanced around. Why was he being so dramatic all of a sudden? In all honesty, though, there wasn't much the duo could do. But then was when Max noticed something in the distance. It looked like a wooden shack from where he was sitting... maybe there was food in there? Max perked up a bit, but he decided not to mention it. He was just all philosophical on Javier; another drastic topic change wouldn't probably be the best choice. But he stored the thought to the back of his mind for later use.