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[Floboe]

The ages must be at least 19, or under 13.

[gizmo,]

(( I can't really post at the moment, but for anyone who cares, my girl Devan is open. Just mention her in your post and tag her and I'll respond to it c: ))

[xxshadowluvxx]

(Okay, ages have been changed, but I might end up changing keira's age in the future)

[Floboe]

XxShadowLuvxX » Accepted

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(Thank you! )

[Floboe]

Delilah
Delilah looked up from the tree she was in, high above the ground, she noticed something that caught her eye. Eggs... she thought, as she peered through branches to see a birds nest. She smiled, as she hadn't eaten for about two days. She wondered if the mother bird was there, or if the eggs were hatched, or had not been layed. She shrugged, letting her concerns win over hunger would just cause her to starve. She stood on the branch she was currently sitting on, then getting a grip on the branch the highest she could reach. After this, she pulled herself up so her feet could land on some branches below it, then she pulled herself to the branch. She could now see un-guarded eggs sitting in the small nest, three to be exact. She grabbed the eggs, wrapping them up in a shirt and then placing them in her small back-pack. She slowly made her way down, and as she got about six feet from the ground, she let the back-pack fall on the opposite side of her meal. Though after this, the brach under her snapped, and she feel, not very far, but enough to hurt.

[Cosmi]

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Lilly could fell her skin burning in the heat, she cursed to herself and flinched from the pain impacted from the ship. She could fell her heart beating rapidly and her breathing increasing, she could die if she lost to much blood. Her whole face and her new shirt she had gotten for the trip were stained a rusty dried red. She now knew how bad this was, so she decided to get up slowly and tear off some fabric from her shorts. Lilly could fell some of the scab that formed on her head ripping, she screamed bloody murder. The pain and blood increased and she could see the faces of the dead on shore. The first thing she reached for was a small band aid she had on her arm from a scar and felt around her head, she could fell that the gash extended from almost the whole right side of her burning face and applied the band aid, it only covered about 1/4 of the gash and she would need to find someone to help her, and fast.

[xxshadowluvxx]

Keira: The young girl lay unconscious in the sand before being abruptly awoken by a striking pain in her leg. She groaned softly and opened her eyes, sitting up slowly "Where.. Am I.." she whispered to herself and blinked her eyes a few times. All her memories about the ship were a complete blur to her, so she couldn't remember much. She tried to stand, only to cringe and fall back down, noticing the bleeding gash on her leg.

Alexander: He aimlessly roamed the beach in hopes of survivors. He held his left arm tightly since he had either broken it or just sprained in during the crash, though either one had left it useless. He took a deep breath and sighed heavily, his hair covering his dark brown eyes as he scanned the beach, searching for any kind of supplies that might have washed up on shore.

[gliscom]

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

Elizabeth Jones, the freckled face teenager peered around the unknown area. Her eyes touched on the endless beach and the countless amounts of trees ahead of her, trying to figure out which direction to go. Elizabeth had washed up on the shore to a large island and had edged her way further up the beach where the salty sea water couldn't get her. Still recovering from the fright she had recieved a few hours ago took a moment to just breath. She was one of many who didn't manage to get into a life boat when the terror struck the ship and she managed to paddle with a floating life preserver to shore. As tired and out of breath Eliza was, she had to keep awake. Her clothes were drenched, and Eliza thought that the first thing to do was to take them off.
Eliza slowly pulled off her shoes and socks, followed with her jersey and t-shirt. Now she was left in a bra and shorts. Luckily, the teen had wore quite light things to wear on the ship, considering the weather was a stunner, and all it took was a few branches to hang her clothes on and they were bound to be dry. Eliza managed to pinch her face to life, before getting a move on. She didn't know what to do exactly, but getting her wet clothes dry would be a good start while the sun was still shining. Alone and abandoned on this large island, Eliza headed towards the trees with her feet sinking into the sand with every step. She tore down a few sturdy yet skinny branches here and there, before making a somewhat clothes rack with the branches. Eliza stuck the branches in the sand to try and make the clothes rack a bit more stable, before gentally placing her clothes ontop. Ofcourse, she wasn't perfect and the whole shizam looked a bit out of place. But it would just have to do. Eliza was no longer living in her rich, healthy lifestyle anymore. She was out in the wild.

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