Lost at Sea~ (Action/Romance RP) Open for awhile

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{See you later guys, I'll be on again around 4:30pm}

[LoneWolf-Gage]

Fang listened to them discussing the cave. "It's two miles due north. We can get there easily enough so long as we keep moving." He told them. His tone sharpened as the storm reached them. A tropical storm was always dangerous. More so with scrap from the ship floating around. He still had the two bags he had picked up. The registered Army duffel that had his name etched into it and a black bag reading Saber. "Let's go then." He said looking to the storm before starting into the forest.

Saber walked to the cave entrance where the german shepherd was laying still after Windstar had put him in his place.

[Gambler]

Jessy heard the storm hit and laid back against the wall of the cave he was in. He watched the storm and hoped that Ace was alive. He had had the German Shepherd for a long time now and his was trained to work with him in the field.

The dog, Ace, looked to Saber though he laid his head back own with the wolfdog so close.

[~Bleeding_Out~]

Phoenix
I nodded and followed him. I walked along side Ethan. I got bored with the silence between us, "Do you think dad made it?" I looked up at Ethan.

Ethan
I shook my head. "It was a miracle that we both made it." I replied. "I guess we are now orphans," I looked at her. She rolled her eyes and walked a little ahead of me. I caught her arm, "You know it wasn't your fault mum died," I looked at her sternly. She nodded her head and kept walking behind Fang.

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Username:
Peace.
Name:
Thomas James Hardy, Very nice to meet you lad. As you might have figured, I just may be english. I was born in England, I shall not give you specifics because I don't enjoy stalkers, nor having someone I don't know writing a biography on me, it is just slightly odd, don't you think? Right, well, the name came from my great uncle actually. His name was Tom and it was given to me right after he died. Apparently, he was a good man. I honestly do not care where my name has come from, it is a name. Obviously my last name was passed down from my father and James was my grandfathers name. DOn't even ask, yes, I do have a nickname, adults may call me Tom, and only good friends may call me Tommy. Quite seriously, if you are not the woman who gave birth to me, Please stick with Tom or Mr. Hardy.
Age:
What? Is age not supposed to be confidential anymore? Well, never mind it, it does not matter to me. My age does not define me. Though I am twenty-six, I can still kick your #&! any time. I am not an old man, and will never become one. I am sharp for my age.
Gender:
Well, last time I checked, I didn't have children nor did I nurse them. So, based on the facts, I conjure I am indeed male. I know, shocking. My feminine side really shows off doesn't it?
Personality:
Ha, sorry darling, but I have full faith that you can make one up for yourself. However, to get you on the right track, I am a fun-loving person who cares for most and contains a strong will.
History:
Well, I guess I could give you an overview. I was born in England, in a hospital. Good enough? No? Oh, alright, I guess I may expand. I was born on February 2nd. I was an early child. My mother was Mary-Margrett and my father was Robert Carlyle. I was not an only child, merely the first. I have a sister who was born two years later on May 9th. My interest in education was great. The subject I enjoy most was english. I thoroughly pleasured in reading Edgar Allen Poe, Robert Frost and others. My teacher was very enthusiastic in how english and literature could impact how one lives their life. Mr. Keeting was my first and I believe my only role-model to this day. I found myself to be able to imagine the book outside of the pages and binding. I felt that many of the stories I enjoyed could be related to real life. When I was 19, I was accepted to a very expensive university with a full ride. I got an english degree and taught in England for several years before receiving a request from a school in America. England had become boring to me and I accepted the offer in order to gather inspiration for a novel I have been wanting to write for years now.
Lover:
I do not have one.
Theme Song:
You Found Me by The Fray

Other: *

OOC: may I use my own form?

[honeyhues]

(Accepted!)

Summer leaned her body against the cave wall, she held on her to her ankle. That now was a hi swollen, it started to hurt again since she moved. Summer looked towards the exit of the cave she was a little worried for Fang and Devon.

Sam followed after looking back ever once in awhile to see what was happening. There were big waves crashing up on shore as the wind push the water and the trees which seemed like they were bending.

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OOC: Outstanding, how should I begin?

[honeyhues]

(Some people are on the beach right now you can see them?)

[LoneWolf-Gage]

Fang lead the way back making sire that the siblings , Sam , and Devon were following. Chadow brought up the rear to ensure protection from anything that might advance from behind.

Saber went back to Summer. She opened the bag she had brought. She found an instant ice pack and cracked the inner seal to activate it. "Here put this on your ankle. Fifteen minutes on and fifteen off." She told Summer as she handed her the pack. Wind wanked back to them when she was sure the dog was no longer a threat.

[Fang is leading a group back to the cave, they are just entering the forest to get back. You could find them/meet up with them. Saber and Summer are at the cave and then Jessy is in another cave. So far he is the loner/ rogue opp.]

[honeyhues]

Summer nodded " thanks" she said with a painful smile and rested it on her ankle. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes listening to the wind.

Sam followed Fang every once in awhile looking around just incase they run into something big.
( sorry WB)