I will k e e p you s a f e - semi lit - 6 humans, 22 animals

[gliscom]

Name; Hey, my name is Brylee. But my full name is Brylee Bell. Yeah, thats correct, I don't have a middle name. My Mom and Dad were going to call me Lillian. When I heard that I laughed, to me it sounded a bit weird. But then they said when they saw me, I looked like a Brylee. Crazy right? I thought all babies looked the same. Haha, anyways. I do have a nickname, Brys. Pronounced br-i-z. Almost like cries, but with a 'b' instead of a 'c' if that makes any sense at all.
Age; I was born in the month of January, ninety-ninetyfour. So that makes me eighteen, almost nineteen! Years young. I was born three weeks late then due date, and my mum was in labour for twelve hours with me. I was the smallest to be born out of my two other siblings, at eight-pounds and twelve ounces.
Gender; Take a lucky guess and if you look really closely, you'll see I'm actually a girl *gasp*.
Sexual Orientation; I am hetrosexual. For those who don't know, that means I am straight. Like that pole, and my ruler, and anything else that is straight. I go for the boys(;

Hair Color; When I was younger, I was born with barbie blonde hair. It was a complete and utter suprise considering both my parents are brunettes. But then as I got older my hair continued to get dark and darker, and now eighteen years later. I stand her with mild brown hair. In summer I get blonde streaks, and in the winter my hair gets a little darker. But not dark enough to say it looks black.
Eye Color; Hmm, I could say my eyes are boring and dull. But that would be lying. My eyes are a very light blue. Some times they even look like ice, with a deep dark blue on the edges. People tend to think my eyes look "rad", "sick", "awesome" or something along the lines of gorgeous. I honestly don't see what the big deal is? Its just eyes haha.
Skin; Skin colour eh? Does it really matter whether I'm black or white?
Brylee is tanned, she spends lots of time out in the sun during summer, especially at the beach when she's surfing the ways. She will spend most of her summer in a bikini, getting a tan easily. You'd think the teenager would get sunburnt, but she doesn't get the slightest bit red. Only does her cheeks go red when she gets extremly shy or embarrassed.
Height; I'm about average hieght for my age. The girls around me all stand around the same hieght, except for the few girls that are really short and the couple girls who are quite tall.
Weight; Well, I honestly don't want to know how much I weigh. Haha, its not much of a worry to me at the moment. I'm happy with my body the way it is thank you very much.
Bodyshape; Well, I am averge hieght, so I stand around five foot seven or something like that. My figure.. Well I guess a good way to describe my figure is 'hour glass'. I'm not like Miss Kim K or anything. But when I'm in a bikini you can certainly tell where my waist dips in, and goes back out again. You can see my collar bones, but not as obvious as someone who is anorexic. I think I'm a healthy size. I do do sports, winter and sumer so I try to keep myself fit all year round. My legs are never hairy, I wax them. And my arms, they aren't hairy either. I only have little hairs on them, which is lucky on my behalf. There are some girls that have a lot of hair on their arms and need to get them lasered or something complicated of the sort. Not my arms though haha. And my feet are about size eight or nine, depending what shoe. So yeah, I think that covers everything.
Modifications; I have one ear piercing in each ear lobe, and one piercing at the top of my left ear.
Style; My clothing style.. I wear whatever is in my wardrobe. I usually wear a pair of Converse or Vans, I have a large collection of them. I like skinny jeans and denim short-shorts, I have plenty pairs of them. I have quite a few varsity jackets, and more then enough tops of all kinds! Tank tops, tee, sleeveless, long sleeve, crop top... etc. The list goes on! Then I also have a good amount of jumpsuits for those summer days when I cants be bothered picking a whole outfit.

Personality; Well, Brylee. She can be quite a smart ass at time and has a bit of a sass mouth. She is very cheeky, can be quite childish at times but she is caring and confident. You can talk to Eliza easily and no dout she'll listen, she is a good secret keeper. Brylee is very easily humored. She laughs at almost anything and thinks everything in some way is funny. She has the cutest laugh and people find her funny mainly because of it. Brylee is an adrenalin junky. She loves to go do stuff that will get her heart racing and his blood pumping. Without any hesitation Brylee will jump off an eighty foot cliff, the only warning to anyone around her is her yelling on the way down. She loves to be out doors and just live life and do what she can, while she can. She takes to the acronym 'yolo' quite seriously.
Likes;
~Cats! I love cats! Some people are dog people, some people are cat people. I'm definately a cat person. I love my cat Arnold, he is just so gorgeous! I love to surf. That what I do most days in summer. I love marine animals, sharks, dolphins, whales and so on. I love bubblegum! I like to be chewing on something and then blow it up. Good easy entertainment if you ask me! I like swimming! Floating around here and there. I love cliff jumping! The thrill is so enjoyable, and I like anything that will get my heart pumping. Thats for sure. I like the feel of the sand beneath my feet. I like hair. I love my hair, and take great care of it too. I enjoy eating fruit. Yes fruit. The tropical kind, like mangos, passion fruit.. etc. Colorful things! I love bright colours. Converses and Vans, my favourite shoes. I like when guys wink at me and I like people with a great sense of humor.
Dislikes; I dislike a few things. Small creepy crawlers, so bugs basically. I hate any kind of snakes or lizards. I don't like not having a shower every night, and I can't go without washing my hair every two days. I don't like how when I'm out swimming I can get mouthfuls of salty water. I don't like people taking my phone. I don't like going places without wifi. I don't like cocky guys, who think they can pick up chicks because they have a six pack. I don't cheaters, or people who use people for their money. I don't like sandflies or flies. My most hated thing, are those particular insects. I just want to... Squish them.
Hobbies; They're all in my likes.
Reputation; Well at highschool, I hung out with what the now-a-day society would call the 'popular crowd'.

Status; I'm single at the moment, available, free. Whatever you wanna say I am.
Crush; Well, celeb crush wise I like that singer Harry Styles.
But reality check! Like that's gonna happen. As for normal
crush? I don't like anyonel.
Boyfriend; If you look above, I'm single, and I don't
have a crush. So I obviously don't have a boyfriend thank you.
Fiance; Hell no!
Ex's Zero boyfriends. But a couple hookups, that meant nothing.

My big fat family; Well I have a reasonly helthy sized family. Theres my Mom and Dad, then I hav two little sisters. One is called Samantra, but we call her Sammy and she is eleven years old. Then I also have another littler sister called Charlie and she is four years old. I know what your thinking, my Dad is surrounded by so many beautiful young ladies. Hahaha. We are a close family. We get along very well, cuddles all round and we often go out camping in the holidays. Arnold my cat is also another addition to our family, I love him so much!
Pets; Arnold, my cat. Arnold is my one and only pet. He looks like so.

House; I live on the beach, and my house looks a little something like this.
Bedroom; Why do you want to know what my bedroom looks likes?
Phone & case; My phone looks like this, just the normal iPhone 4s. I didn't want the iPhone 5, it seemed abnormally long. And this is the case for my phone. I love it, it was a birthday present.
Car; I don't have a car, or motorcycle. I just walk around where ever I want to go. I live pretty close to everything.

[seashell.]

-- accepted. I'll update the front. c: let the posting begin. Also, I highly recommend reading Ricky's post. It sort of explains the whereabouts of things.

• age;; 22 • status;; single • feeling;; Refreshed. • wearing;; this.

xxx.

Victoria rose early, sneaking out of bed quietly and peering out of the window. It was pitch dark outside, the ocean surrounding her house still illuminated with the reflection of the stars. Her vintage bedside clock read 5:00 am sharp. She was right on time. Victoria tip-toed quietly around her room, changing out of her baggy pajamas and into her wetsuit. Mutely, the girl slipped into the bathroom and washed her face, applied very light makeup (only a hint of mascara, of course), then re-tied her hair into a perfectly tight bun. Slipping into her ultra-grip shoes and clutching the CMA drawstring bag that accompanied her everyday, Victoria was ready for work. She always got to the aquarium approximately an hour and a half before anyone else just so she could have time to get things in order for the employees, and a little bonding time with her animals was always nice. She stalked down the hallway, cracking the door to Sawyer's bedroom. He was still asleep, as usual. "Sawyer, get up!" Victoria whispered. "C'mon." she poked his face, her words coming across more sharply this time. "hmhmm," Murmured the boy, turning over and shoving a pillow over his head. Victoria rolled her eyes and turned to the dresser. Swiftly, she shoved clothes into Sawyer's bag: a white t-shirt, cargo shorts, swim trunks, a wetsuit, and a facemask. There, that would do. Seeing that her younger brother wasn't about to get up any time soon, she wrapped the blanket around him and slumped the 13-year-old over her shoulder. "What are you eating, child?" Groaned Victoria, half-struggling under the weight of her sibling. Eventually, the pair made it out to the car; victoria's light blue Fiat convertible. She tossed Sawyer in the backseat next to their pre-packed suitcases, buckled the seat belt, and then climbed into the driver's seat herself.

It was a short drive to the aquarium, just a few blocks away. Victoria could never have lived to far away from her second home, after all. Victoria pulled in and parked; good, there was no one else there yet. It wasn't exactly a control thing, but more of an OCD thing with her. Besides, she loved sitting on the dolphin platform and watching the sunrise. At the door, Victoria fumbled at her neck for the key, again struggling under the weight of her luggage and her sleeping brother. Got it! no... she grabbed the sea-turtle mood necklace that she always wore, rather than the key, which she also kept with her at all times. Finally! she thought, inserting the skeleton key and turning the knob. The aquarium was damp, dark, and cold. Like always. But for Victoria, it was the greatest place in the entire world. A flip of a switch, and the room was illuminated with the warm, soft glow of the gift shop's chandelier. Victoria happily strode past the aquarium's store, walked by the stingray pool (not without checking on them), then ascended the stairs to the dolphin terrace. She plopped her brother down on a bench along with their stuff, then slipped underneath the ropes that kept the public from getting too close to the railings. She pulled out her acme whistle, and blew into it. The high-pitched shriek would be ear-splitting to someone who wasn't used to it. Lucky for Victoria, she was. At once, two dolphins came racing over to the platform. Winter and Hope...but where was Panama...Oh! That's right. Panama was deaf; how foolish of Victoria to forget. She stuck her foot out and wiggled it around in the water, visually summoning the third dolphin. After that, all three female Atlantic Bottlenoses were together." Morning, girls." Victoria grinned, reaching into the cooler and pulling out three fish; she tossed one into each of their mouths. The girl turned, grabbing her facemask and slipping it over her head. The slightest hint of light was showing in the sky now, as dawn was slowly cracking through the shade of night. Victoria slipped in the water, basking in the soft glow that radiated from the pool's underwater light. The three mammals swam along side her, following her around and doing as she did. Victoria came up for air, the dolphins came up for air. While she had free time, Victoria decided to do something productive. She pulled herself up out of the pool and reached into a bucket of cleaning supplies and selected an old, green-stained brush. While underwater, she had spotted a patch of algae forming and immediately set to work. Though, it's a little hard to focus with three curious snouts poking at you for attention.

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• age;; 19 • status;; single • feeling;; sleepy. • wearing;; this.

xxx.

Faith groaned as a beeping filled her ears, smacking the alarm clock with a limp hand. "Morning." She said, not to anyone in particular...maybe even to herself. Sinking slowly off the mattress, Faith began to prepare for the day. These preparations included washing up, applying light makeup, and changing into her wetsuit, and putting on her water shoes. After winding her hair into a tight and uncomfortable bun, Faith grinned at herself in the mirror, just to get in a suitable mood for the rest of the day. She threw some randomly selected clothes carelessly in a bag, seeing by the light that flooded through her window. Taking a breath, she found a moment to gaze upon the sparkling water that lay in the distance. Hello, Summer. she thought, grabbing her bags and throwing them by the door. As she walked into the Kitchen, she found that Nate was already dressed and sipping on a cup of tea. "Hey, slacker." He said playfully, getting up from the couch and setting his beverage on the counter. "Ready?" he asked. "Um..yeah." Faith replied, walking to the door and picking up her bags once again. Nate walked with her to the car, and then climbed into the driver's seat. "Don't worry," Faith started, claiming the passenger's side. "You won't have to drive me to work anymore for the rest of the summer," she added a light giggle, thinking of the gorgeous beach house that awaited her. Sure, it cost her an entire month's pay to chip in, but it was totally worth it. "Nah...I actually don't mind. It's kind of nice." He grinned, starting the engine of the run-down Chevy and driving out onto the road. Faith shrugged, admiring the sparkling sea below the bridge they were traveling over.

As Nate and Faith pulled up, she stepped out and thanked him, taking her bags in her hands. As always, Victoria's Fiat was there. She was always there first. Faith chuckled to herself at the thought, then approached the door. Even she was a little early today.

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• age;; 19 • status;; single • feeling;; tired. • wearing;; this.

xxx.

The alarm clock's crude noise completely diminished the silence in the room, as well as Charlie's dream. It was a cool dream, even if it was weird. He worked in a food truck that only sold meat made from penguins. He was pretty sure that butchering arctic animals was illegal, though. Charlie mumbled sleepily, rolling off the bed slowly and taking the sheets with him. As soon as he somehow found the will power to get up, (which took about half an hour) he got washed up, dressed into his wetsuit, and fixed his hair. Carelessly throwing clothes and toiletries into a suitcase he finally decided that he was ready. Charlie climbed into the family SUV that he had inherited; it wasn't terrible, other than the fact that it was black and sat in the Florida sun all day everyday. He claimed the driver's seat, tossing his bag into the passenger's side. Charlie lived on the same street as Victoria, so getting to work never took long. However, he was exactly ten minutes late, as usual. He showed up ten past eight every morning, eight being the time everyone was supposed to be there and doing their morning routines. It had almost gotten him fired when he first started working at CMA, but now Victoria just sort of ignores it. He never worried about Nicholas, for he knew Emily would be there to start morning exercises and feeding.

Pulling in, Charlie made the observation that almost everyone was there. He even knew which cars belonged to which people. After a moment of being distracted by determining who was inside, he took his suitcase and started towards the gift shop's entrance. Striding in, he acknowledged Dorine who worked behind the counter. Dorine was a nice old lady, unlike most. She baked cookies for the young adults that worked there, and kind of babied them. Charlie didn't mind, even though it was weird sometimes. But hey, the woman knew how to bake. Making the quick decision of weather to walk past stingray beach of just take the stairs right in front of him, he took the stairs. The terrace was almost empty, for the trainers were already in their pools. He noted the three girls standing on the platforms, as well as Aurora wading with the sea turtles, and lastly Tyler and Faith tending to the otters.

• age;; 35 • status;; retired. • feeling;; excited. •

xxx.

Panama lingered in the water, blowhole peeking out of the surface. Suddenly, she began to feel motion around her. Hope and Winter were excitedly rushing out into the main pool. Victoria; she must have forgotten Panama was deaf again. Sometimes it made her feel quite inferior, her loss of hearing. Either way, she just waited for her visual command. Sometimes, you had to train the trainer. When Victoria stuck her foot out and created ripples in the water, Panama shimmied into the main pool as well, accepting a fish from the trainer that was not her own. Fish is fish. She even gave that cute little head-bob thing that she does sometimes and added a tweet. Perhaps that would get her another fish? Nope. Well, a dolphin can dream. As Victoria descended into the water and swam with the three cetaceans, Panama propelled herself around the right side of the human. She found it pleasant when the humans swam with her; it sort of felt like they were at one with each other. When Victoria took up scrubbing algae off of the tank wall, Panama got bored and sort of floated there for a moment, paddling ever so slightly. The 35-year-old cetacean watched as her younger companions poked at Victoria with their beaks. Panama mused over what she could do to get the trainer's attention. Splash her? No, they were underwater. Bring her a toy? No, most of the toys floated. Except for...the Frisbees! Oh, how Panama loved her blue and yellow Frisbees. She raced over to Winter's pool and flopped up on the wading platform. Stretching, she managed to snatch her toys off of the cement. Carrying them proudly in between her conical-shaped teeth, Panama made her way back over to Victoria and poked her with the discs. The girl went up for air, and giggled at the sight of Panama and her Frisbees. That's all? A giggle? Oh well, maybe there was someone else she could play with. By the sky, it looked about 7:00am now. Craning the neck she didn't really have, Panama spotted Sawyer sleeping on the bench outside the pool. She made echolocation sounds (clicking, tweeting) and smacked her large flukes against the water to splash him. Still nothing. The water couldn't reach him. Who was she to play with? When was Lukas going to get there?

• age;; adult • status;; taken by Lucy. • feeling;; drowsy. •

xxx.

Ricky waddled around his enclosure, sand sticking to his webbed feet as he did so. Lucy was still asleep, and he didn't feel like waking her up and facing her wrath. He was bored and longed for socialization, but the only ones around were Thelma and Louise. The shark pool was directly in front of the glass bird enclosure. Well, the entrance was, anyway. There were three ways the trainers could enter in the morning; through the sea caverns (which is where the shark, tide-pool, and exotic fish caretakers work), through stingray beach (which goes past the stingray pool, the windows to Nicholas' tank, then out to the dolphin/turtle/otter terrace), or by the stairs which went directly through to the terrace. All these paths are accessible through the gift shop only.

Normally, it wouldn't be the best idea to put birds next to sharks, but Thelm and Lulu were alright. Ricky had discovered all this from his adventures at night time; ever since he had learned how to unlock the enclosure door, he waddled around CMA, getting to know everyone. The animals were very social actually, even the stingrays. He had befriended all of them except for Cooper. Cooper didn't speak much to anyone. Ever since paralysis took his lower half, he has been in a dark mood of sorts. The only beings he's social with are his human caretakers. Ricky plopped down on his feathered-behind, waiting for anything interesting to happen. Nothing did.

[tooru]

{ Is the sting ray male caretaker available? ^_^ }

[seashell.]

{ yup c: I'll reserve it for you.

Omg Ciel Phantomhive xD }

[tooru]

{ omg yes he is amazing. :o }

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name:: Reece James Wolfe
age:: 19 years
gender:: Male/Guy
orientation:: Heterosexual

Hair Colouration:: Sandy Blonde - blonde with a slight sprinkling of brown in it. Sort of like salt-and-pepper hair but with brown and blonde.
Eye Colouration:: Deep Blue - not baby blue, and if you've ever watched Black Butler / Kuroshitsuji, you may compare it to Ciel's eye color during season 1. During season 2 it gets a lot lighter, so it can't be compared to that.
Skin Colouration:: Pale - Reece is very pale, which is quite ironic since he spends so much time in the summer sun. He tends to get sunburnt, but only on his arms.
Body Build:: Musceled, Fit, and 5'7 - He is fit and musceled, even though he doesn't spend his time lifting weights. Standing at five foot seven, he is shorter than the average guy. Reece is skinny, but not too skinny.
Tattoos/Piercings:: Ear Piercings & Panther Tattoo - He does have both ears pierced, but barely ever actually ever wears earrings, and if he does, they are the stud ones. He also has a tattoo of a snake wrapped around a black panther on his left forearm, so it's noticable if he wears a t-shirt.

Personality:: A very happy-go-lucky, patient, fun-loving guy. He sees the bright side of everything, and can take a prank. But watch it - he might try to get you back! Reece can hold a grudge for years, and won't forget about it for a second until he achieves his vengeance. Known for talking, teaching is a great hobby for him, especially teaching children - as they'll understand his jokes and sense of humor. Of course this guy has major patience and can withstand a lot, since he can teach kids fantasticly.
Social/Children Skills:: Reece is amazing with children, and loves to interact with them and teach them things. He is very social and loves to talk as well. He won't ever lose his temper with kids.
Likes::
- manga { kuroshitsuji, soul eater, ect.
- anime { same as above
- drawing
- reading
- writing
- cosplay
- cats
- stingrays
- kids
Dislikes::
- playing instruments
- rabbits
- thunderstorms
- snakes
- mornings
- vegetables
- fruits
Hobbies::
- drawing anime/manga
- cosplaying
- teaching kids
- dealing with stingrays

[seashell.]

{ yes and he's perfect c;

Accepted. }

[seashell.]

-- accepted. I'll update the front. c: let the posting begin. Also, I highly recommend reading Ricky's post. It sort of explains the whereabouts of things.

• age;; 22 • status;; single • feeling;; Refreshed. • wearing;; this.

xxx.

Victoria rose early, sneaking out of bed quietly and peering out of the window. It was pitch dark outside, the ocean surrounding her house still illuminated with the reflection of the stars. Her vintage bedside clock read 5:00 am sharp. She was right on time. Victoria tip-toed quietly around her room, changing out of her baggy pajamas and into her wetsuit. Mutely, the girl slipped into the bathroom and washed her face, applied very light makeup (only a hint of mascara, of course), then re-tied her hair into a perfectly tight bun. Slipping into her ultra-grip shoes and clutching the CMA drawstring bag that accompanied her everyday, Victoria was ready for work. She always got to the aquarium approximately an hour and a half before anyone else just so she could have time to get things in order for the employees, and a little bonding time with her animals was always nice. She stalked down the hallway, cracking the door to Sawyer's bedroom. He was still asleep, as usual. "Sawyer, get up!" Victoria whispered. "C'mon." she poked his face, her words coming across more sharply this time. "hmhmm," Murmured the boy, turning over and shoving a pillow over his head. Victoria rolled her eyes and turned to the dresser. Swiftly, she shoved clothes into Sawyer's bag: a white t-shirt, cargo shorts, swim trunks, a wetsuit, and a facemask. There, that would do. Seeing that her younger brother wasn't about to get up any time soon, she wrapped the blanket around him and slumped the 13-year-old over her shoulder. "What are you eating, child?" Groaned Victoria, half-struggling under the weight of her sibling. Eventually, the pair made it out to the car; victoria's light blue Fiat convertible. She tossed Sawyer in the backseat next to their pre-packed suitcases, buckled the seat belt, and then climbed into the driver's seat herself.

It was a short drive to the aquarium, just a few blocks away. Victoria could never have lived to far away from her second home, after all. Victoria pulled in and parked; good, there was no one else there yet. It wasn't exactly a control thing, but more of an OCD thing with her. Besides, she loved sitting on the dolphin platform and watching the sunrise. At the door, Victoria fumbled at her neck for the key, again struggling under the weight of her luggage and her sleeping brother. Got it! no... she grabbed the sea-turtle mood necklace that she always wore, rather than the key, which she also kept with her at all times. Finally! she thought, inserting the skeleton key and turning the knob. The aquarium was damp, dark, and cold. Like always. But for Victoria, it was the greatest place in the entire world. A flip of a switch, and the room was illuminated with the warm, soft glow of the gift shop's chandelier. Victoria happily strode past the aquarium's store, walked by the stingray pool (not without checking on them), then ascended the stairs to the dolphin terrace. She plopped her brother down on a bench along with their stuff, then slipped underneath the ropes that kept the public from getting too close to the railings. She pulled out her acme whistle, and blew into it. The high-pitched shriek would be ear-splitting to someone who wasn't used to it. Lucky for Victoria, she was. At once, two dolphins came racing over to the platform. Winter and Hope...but where was Panama...Oh! That's right. Panama was deaf; how foolish of Victoria to forget. She stuck her foot out and wiggled it around in the water, visually summoning the third dolphin. After that, all three female Atlantic Bottlenoses were together." Morning, girls." Victoria grinned, reaching into the cooler and pulling out three fish; she tossed one into each of their mouths. The girl turned, grabbing her facemask and slipping it over her head. The slightest hint of light was showing in the sky now, as dawn was slowly cracking through the shade of night. Victoria slipped in the water, basking in the soft glow that radiated from the pool's underwater light. The three mammals swam along side her, following her around and doing as she did. Victoria came up for air, the dolphins came up for air. While she had free time, Victoria decided to do something productive. She pulled herself up out of the pool and reached into a bucket of cleaning supplies and selected an old, green-stained brush. While underwater, she had spotted a patch of algae forming and immediately set to work. Though, it's a little hard to focus with three curious snouts poking at you for attention.

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• age;; 19 • status;; single • feeling;; sleepy. • wearing;; this.

xxx.

Faith groaned as a beeping filled her ears, smacking the alarm clock with a limp hand. "Morning." She said, not to anyone in particular...maybe even to herself. Sinking slowly off the mattress, Faith began to prepare for the day. These preparations included washing up, applying light makeup, and changing into her wetsuit, and putting on her water shoes. After winding her hair into a tight and uncomfortable bun, Faith grinned at herself in the mirror, just to get in a suitable mood for the rest of the day. She threw some randomly selected clothes carelessly in a bag, seeing by the light that flooded through her window. Taking a breath, she found a moment to gaze upon the sparkling water that lay in the distance. Hello, Summer. she thought, grabbing her bags and throwing them by the door. As she walked into the Kitchen, she found that Nate was already dressed and sipping on a cup of tea. "Hey, slacker." He said playfully, getting up from the couch and setting his beverage on the counter. "Ready?" he asked. "Um..yeah." Faith replied, walking to the door and picking up her bags once again. Nate walked with her to the car, and then climbed into the driver's seat. "Don't worry," Faith started, claiming the passenger's side. "You won't have to drive me to work anymore for the rest of the summer," she added a light giggle, thinking of the gorgeous beach house that awaited her. Sure, it cost her an entire month's pay to chip in, but it was totally worth it. "Nah...I actually don't mind. It's kind of nice." He grinned, starting the engine of the run-down Chevy and driving out onto the road. Faith shrugged, admiring the sparkling sea below the bridge they were traveling over.

As Nate and Faith pulled up, she stepped out and thanked him, taking her bags in her hands. As always, Victoria's Fiat was there. She was always there first. Faith chuckled to herself at the thought, then approached the door. Even she was a little early today.

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• age;; 19 • status;; single • feeling;; tired. • wearing;; this.

xxx.

The alarm clock's crude noise completely diminished the silence in the room, as well as Charlie's dream. It was a cool dream, even if it was weird. He worked in a food truck that only sold meat made from penguins. He was pretty sure that butchering arctic animals was illegal, though. Charlie mumbled sleepily, rolling off the bed slowly and taking the sheets with him. As soon as he somehow found the will power to get up, (which took about half an hour) he got washed up, dressed into his wetsuit, and fixed his hair. Carelessly throwing clothes and toiletries into a suitcase he finally decided that he was ready. Charlie climbed into the family SUV that he had inherited; it wasn't terrible, other than the fact that it was black and sat in the Florida sun all day everyday. He claimed the driver's seat, tossing his bag into the passenger's side. Charlie lived on the same street as Victoria, so getting to work never took long. However, he was exactly ten minutes late, as usual. He showed up ten past eight every morning, eight being the time everyone was supposed to be there and doing their morning routines. It had almost gotten him fired when he first started working at CMA, but now Victoria just sort of ignores it. He never worried about Nicholas, for he knew Emily would be there to start morning exercises and feeding.

Pulling in, Charlie made the observation that almost everyone was there. He even knew which cars belonged to which people. After a moment of being distracted by determining who was inside, he took his suitcase and started towards the gift shop's entrance. Striding in, he acknowledged Dorine who worked behind the counter. Dorine was a nice old lady, unlike most. She baked cookies for the young adults that worked there, and kind of babied them. Charlie didn't mind, even though it was weird sometimes. But hey, the woman knew how to bake. Making the quick decision of weather to walk past stingray beach of just take the stairs right in front of him, he took the stairs. The terrace was almost empty, for the trainers were already in their pools. He noted the three girls standing on the platforms, as well as Aurora wading with the sea turtles, and lastly Tyler and Faith tending to the otters.

• age;; 35 • status;; retired. • feeling;; excited. •

xxx.

Panama lingered in the water, blowhole peeking out of the surface. Suddenly, she began to feel motion around her. Hope and Winter were excitedly rushing out into the main pool. Victoria; she must have forgotten Panama was deaf again. Sometimes it made her feel quite inferior, her loss of hearing. Either way, she just waited for her visual command. Sometimes, you had to train the trainer. When Victoria stuck her foot out and created ripples in the water, Panama shimmied into the main pool as well, accepting a fish from the trainer that was not her own. Fish is fish. She even gave that cute little head-bob thing that she does sometimes and added a tweet. Perhaps that would get her another fish? Nope. Well, a dolphin can dream. As Victoria descended into the water and swam with the three cetaceans, Panama propelled herself around the right side of the human. She found it pleasant when the humans swam with her; it sort of felt like they were at one with each other. When Victoria took up scrubbing algae off of the tank wall, Panama got bored and sort of floated there for a moment, paddling ever so slightly. The 35-year-old cetacean watched as her younger companions poked at Victoria with their beaks. Panama mused over what she could do to get the trainer's attention. Splash her? No, they were underwater. Bring her a toy? No, most of the toys floated. Except for...the Frisbees! Oh, how Panama loved her blue and yellow Frisbees. She raced over to Winter's pool and flopped up on the wading platform. Stretching, she managed to snatch her toys off of the cement. Carrying them proudly in between her conical-shaped teeth, Panama made her way back over to Victoria and poked her with the discs. The girl went up for air, and giggled at the sight of Panama and her Frisbees. That's all? A giggle? Oh well, maybe there was someone else she could play with. By the sky, it looked about 7:00am now. Craning the neck she didn't really have, Panama spotted Sawyer sleeping on the bench outside the pool. She made echolocation sounds (clicking, tweeting) and smacked her large flukes against the water to splash him. Still nothing. The water couldn't reach him. Who was she to play with? When was Lukas going to get there?

• age;; adult • status;; taken by Lucy. • feeling;; drowsy. •

xxx.

Ricky waddled around his enclosure, sand sticking to his webbed feet as he did so. Lucy was still asleep, and he didn't feel like waking her up and facing her wrath. He was bored and longed for socialization, but the only ones around were Thelma and Louise. The shark pool was directly in front of the glass bird enclosure. Well, the entrance was, anyway. There were three ways the trainers could enter in the morning; through the sea caverns (which is where the shark, tide-pool, and exotic fish caretakers work), through stingray beach (which goes past the stingray pool, the windows to Nicholas' tank, then out to the dolphin/turtle/otter terrace), or by the stairs which went directly through to the terrace. All these paths are accessible through the gift shop only.

Normally, it wouldn't be the best idea to put birds next to sharks, but Thelm and Lulu were alright. Ricky had discovered all this from his adventures at night time; ever since he had learned how to unlock the enclosure door, he waddled around CMA, getting to know everyone. The animals were very social actually, even the stingrays. He had befriended all of them except for Cooper. Cooper didn't speak much to anyone. Ever since paralysis took his lower half, he has been in a dark mood of sorts. The only beings he's social with are his human caretakers. Ricky plopped down on his feathered-behind, waiting for anything interesting to happen. Nothing did.

[macato]

Emily Doe ; Mood: Excited, tired, happy

Emily was a wake bright and early, like they say the early bird catches the worm, but it's not like she could sleep anyway she always had trouble with that. She looked down at her bags. Already packed and checked to make sure everything she needed was there. She slipped into her wetsuit and pulled her long straight hair into a high pony tail brushed her teeth, washed her face, and made sure she was presentable. After making sure everything was in line she grabbed her bags and jumped into her bright blue Volkswagen convertible. It was about 6 years old and used to be her moms but it worked so she was happy. It only took her about 10 minutes to get to get to the aquarium considering she didn't live to terribly far away. Emily parked and walked into the aquarium passing the stingrays as she made her way to Nicholas's tank. She grabbed a few fish for him about 5 pounds of fish for his 25 pound diet. She blew a whistle to get his attention, when Nicholas came up she smiled a tossed him a fish. She played a few games like ring toss to warm him up then practice a few tricks with him each time rewarding him with a nice fish.

Giovanni Zedekiah Lafromboise ; Mood: Tired, gloomy

Giovanni woke up later than he had hoped, he slept through his alarm clock. This gave him limited time to get ready for the day. He quickly comber his hair and brushed his teeth before grabbing his bag and heading outside to his pickup truck. It took him about 30 minutes to drive to the aquarium and when he looked at the time her realized he was a couple minutes late. He hurried out of the truck and into the aquarium heading down to the sea caverns. As much as he loved working at the aquarium he was still not in much of a good mood considering he was late and he didn't have time to relax a bit in the morning before heading out the door like he normally does. Giovanni gave himself a few more moments to try and wake up before looking for the girl he worked with, Quinn, so they could get started.
- WIP

[gliscom]

.:Elizabeth Jones:.
{ Feeling tired }
{ Tagged: ~ }
{ Status: Single }

Elizabeth Jenny Jones, the eighteen year girl, woke up to the repeatitive beeping coming from her alarm clock. Her arms and legs were sprawled out across her bed like every other normal morning, and her blankets remained in a messy pile on the floor. Summer was here, and there was no need for blankets as the temperature in her room remained a good eighteen degrees over night. The numbers five-zero-zero were flashing in red on Eliza's alarm clock and the horrible noise was ear peircing for her this early in the morning. The stars were still out stretched across the dark blue sky at this time of morning, and the waves crashing on the beach were the most calm at this time of day, then any other time. She let out a moan in annoyance before flinging her arm out side ways, and slapping the alarm clock quiet. When her room fell silent, Eliza finally rolled over onto her back and her blue eyes fluttered open. "Uh, great." She muttered, heaving herself up and out of bed, over to her bathroom which was less than a couple meters away. Her eyes had bags under them and she had sleep that had formed in the corner of her eyes over night.
Eliza bent down and gave her face a wash. Firstly she splashed water on her face, then applied some kind of cleansing face wash product before massaging it into her skin. Eliza did this almost every morning to keep her skin clean and fresh. She continued rubbing in the product until it formed into some kind of foam on Eliza's face. This was when she reapplied water, and was done. Happy with getting that over and done with, Eliza wiped her face with a towel and moved onwards to her wardrobe. This was easy, she just wore a bikini with shorts on over top and as far as the wetsuit goes, Eliza kept it at the aquairium anyways. She bent down on her knees, and quickly selected a turquiose bikini with a quirky pink design on the front. It wasn't her favourite bikini, but not that many people would see it anyways. Moving on, Eliza pulled out a pair of short board shorts for the mean time and a jumper to wear on the way to work. Now that her outfit was selected, the young adult changed rapidly into her clothes and threw her Peter Alexander pajamas on her bed for later. She zipped to the bathroom for one more quick trip and got the brushing of the teeth over and done with, and tied her hair back into a fish tail plait. "Ohk, all done." She said looping her hair tie around one more time, so for sure it wouldn't fall out. Eliza slapped her hands together, before sailing out her bedroom door. She lived on the beach, and the walk to the aquairium was only about five minutes max. But Eliza wasn't sure if she had five minutes, so she turned that walk into a run. On her way out the door, she grabbed her phone which was charging and an apple of the bench. And in the time she had taken to run to the aquirium she had gobbled down her apple. She wasn't sure when her next lunch break would be anyways. Eliza walked through the back door for the staff and waltzed her way into the changing rooms where the lockers were. She dialed in a code, and out came her full body wetsuit.

.:Brylee Bell:.
{ Feeling blissful }
{ Tagged: ~ }
{ Status: Single }

Young miss Brylee Bell was still tucked up in bed when the numbers five-zero-zero appeared on the clock. No alarm went off, it was just complete silence. Brylee had something like a mental clock, somewhere inside that brain of hers and the body got her up on their own basically. Brylee's beautiful eyes flickered open, to the view of the beach. Like many other people, she lived along the beach where every morning she'd get a stunning view of what the day ahead would be. At the moment, the sky way a dark blue with stars. Other then that, the sky was clear, signalling the stunner day that was planned. Arnold, Brylee's short legged Munchkin cat purred in the corner of the room, grabbing Brylee's full attention. Brylee, being the cat lover she was, got up and gave Arnold a loving cuddle before getting changed into her bikini and wetsuit. She put on a plain black bikini with white cursive writing on it, which read American Apparrel on the bikini bottom, and top. Then Brylee tied her hair up in a high pony tail, before sliding on her wetsuit and zipping it up at the back with one slick movement. Avoiding her hair getting caught ofcourse. When her clothes her on, Brylee headed over to her reasonably large white tiled bathroom and firstly washed her face, secondly applied moisturiser, and thirdly went to apply very little make-up. She touched on some mascara, {water proof mascara that is}and some foundation to cover up a few little bits and bobs she didn't like. FInally, Brylee applied a good helping of lip balm for her lips and went downstairs to the kitchen. Arnold followed quickly behind her, and it was obvious he wanted food. Food, food, food, and Brylee herself was the only thing that cat lived for and since Brylee had time, she fed the cat a good helping of kangaroo meat and afterwards she fed herself some of food left over from dinner the night before. With the bottle of tomato sauce in one hand and a frank-furter in the other, Brylee put a good helping of the sauce on the sausage, in a squiggly line from one end to the other. She licked her lips and easily gobbled it down in less than a minute. Brylee knew the routine she had at the aquirium, and the next time she'd be able to eat would be in a very long time from now. Wiping her face clean from any remains, Brylee decided to get going. She had gotten herself together in a good time, and could enjoy a nice morning stroll to the aquairium.

[Freedom!]

(fourth time lucky, if this doesn't come through I refuse to re-write this again XD )
(Decided not to put you all through the horror of trying to read in all Scottish, so they only speak it, will keep things simple for you all through xD)

Bɪʟʟʏ Aɪʀʙᴏʀɴ

⚓ Nᴀᴍᴇ: Bɪʟʟʏ Aɪʀʙᴏʀɴ
⚓ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Mᴀʟᴇ
⚓ Aɢᴇ: Nɪɴᴇᴛᴇᴇɴ
⚓ Jᴏʙ: Cʟᴇᴀʀᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ
⚓ Dᴏʟᴘʜɪɴ: Hᴏᴘᴇ
⚓ Pᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ: Eʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ
⚓ Aᴄᴄᴇɴᴛ: Sᴄᴏᴛᴛɪsʜ

Billy awoke to the running of a faulty engine, a moan coming from the nineteen year old as he opened his eyes to see the bright morning light shining in through the car window. He remembered coming in last night late after a few drinks with his friends and his dad having asked him to work on the car, clearly Billy wasn't the only one who hadn't been thinking straight last night, "Oi, does sleepin' beauty plan on gettin' of 'is royal arse anytime today?" Gavin, Billy's dad called to him as the boy rubbed his hand down his face, "Maybe e'll think 'bout it , but don'y get you hopes up." He replied as he opened the door, only to get jumped on my his three large rough haired collies as he fell backwards again across the seats, feeling Lassie beginning to lick at his face, "Mornin' my little lassie, you been bein' a good girl?" He asked the only female of his three dogs, Lassie was his angel, the sun shined out of her arse as far as he was concerned, she just couldn't put a foot wrong, and well she ended to play the innocent little' lassie around him.
"You goin' swimmin' with the fishes again today boy?" Gavin called over his shoulder as he was working on the old mustang car model which they had recently received to work with, well saying that they found it at the junkyard and got chased a few miles by the police over stealing 'Private Property' Yeah, cause you could really call a junkyard private. "Course I am, can'y be stuck with you all day, you'll bore me to death." With that Billy escaped inside, chuckling as he heard the sound of something hitting the wall where he'd just been, more than likely a spanner of some sorts. He rubbed Bono's head as the dog nuzzled into his leg before continuing, spotting his brother, Brick's head hanging over the sofa. A grin spread across his face as he snuck up behind him, jumping the sofa to land squarely on his stomach, "Wakey wakey baby brother." He said, slapping his hands onto his cheeks teasingly as he moaned at him to stop, "I did be tell you not to drink last night, this is why you don't challenge me to a drink of mate." He said, jumping back off of him just to be hit with the pillow, well at least it wasn't a spanner.
Billy headed for the stairs, going up onto the second and top floor of his house as he went into the bathroom, deciding to get a quick shower to wash up and get rid of the smell of alcohol, after all he had to set some sort of good example... Language doesn't count. He turned the shower on as he shut the door so the dogs wouldn't be in, it was fact he never locked doors, why? Well it just used that extra bit of effort, plus if he was never hiding anything he had no need to lock himself away, so it seemed like a good way to work with things. Once the water was alright he hopped in, letting the water run over him for a while as he washed of before getting out, securing a towel around his waist as he opened the door again, walking into his room where Shep, Lassie, and Bono were all lying up on the bed, each raising their heads and tilting them slightly as if asking if they could come with him, not that he was going anywhere just yet.
Once Billy was dressed in cargo swimming shorts and a shirt over his shoulder, he began to head out, letting most of his tattoo's be visible. They all had different meanings, just some of their meanings weren't so obvious... He had left the three dogs at home again, since he wasn't sure what they would be like around Hope he didn't want to introduce them just yet, they were always sniffing around him whenever he came home, so maybe better to leave it at that for now. He hopped into the nearest car since his family owned quite a few -they 'rescued' the broken ones and fixed them up- and started it up as the black, scrap car let out a loud brum before beginning, not as smoothly as a good, proper car but it was still driving, counted for something. Although the car wasn't licensed, well not even Billy had a drivers license, he tended to be able to out-speed the police, they probably knew it was him by now but they tended to just leave him and his family alone, since they'd learnt they don't cooperate. Billy's family, consisting of him, his dad Gavin, and younger brother Brick, were all very close. They stick up for each other and cover for each other when needed, and had learnt to trust no one but their own blood.
Whenever Billy was finally at the aquarium he pulled in, going inside he back way as he admired the animals of which he passed, he didn't know what he'd do without this place, it got him away from oil and engines, and instead brought him to the opposite world, the world of fish and seagulls, well not so much seagulls, maybe otters or something, but still the world of sea life.