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(May I reserve a adventurous girl with the power of plants please? )

{{sorry, you aren't literate enough either ^^'

{{GUYS PM ME RESERVATIONS PLEASE SORRY THANKS

[JungleWriter]

(Oh ok sorry lol And how do you know if we are literate enough? :I)

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ＡＬＡＳＫＡ ＲＥＩＬＬＹ.
❝ i just wish you would try to stay
i don't care if you lead me astray.
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name;; alaska reilly
gender;; female, please
age;; seventeen years young
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height;; 5'4"
weight;; 113
hair;; dirty blonde
eyes;; grey
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power;; telekinesis
personality;; stubborn, childish, cold
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[egg warden]

{{I didn't check, but is there still a spot open? If so, may I reserve it? }}

[chernobyl]

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xxxxname: Emeric James Cain
xxxxnicknames: Em, Remi
xxxxgender: Male
xxxxage:18
xxxxsexuality: Heterosexual
xxxxpower: telepathy
xx↶Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ↷
xxxxhair: brunette
xxxxeyes: bright blue/grey
xxxxbuild: tall, muscular, athletic
xxxxheight: 6'4
xxxxweight: about 160
xx↶Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ↷
xxxxgood traits:
xxxxintelligent, cunning, bold, charming
xxxxbad traits:
xxxxunreasonable, nefarious,
xxxxreprehensible, arrogant
xxxxweaknesses:
xxxxmakes enemies way too easily
xxxxstrengths:
xxxxintellectually brilliant, devious
xxxxand manipulative
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[ωιитєяfℓу]

{{ Reserved for my male ^.^ }}

Faceclaim: Gabriel Basso

"Hello! Wow, today's a beautiful day to be alive, isn't it? The sun is shining, there are songs going on - oh, wait, sorry. My little sister was watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer yesterday. Oops. Must have rubbed off on me. Is there any way I can help you?"

B a s i l Lynch is one dedicated kid. Well, technically he's not a kid (he's e i g h t e e n), but his two older sisters enjoy calling him the kid of the family, despite the fact that they have a little sister as well. In their eyes, he will always be their baby brother.
Anyway, back to the dedicated part. He's, well, he's a bit of a n e r d. Actually, he's a huge nerd. Basil can pretty much always be found with some sort of book in his hands, or lost in some sort of daze, thinking about something or other. He doesn't completely live under a rock though, he can be found r u n n i n g t r a c k or k i c k b o x i n g every so often. He has an incredibly strong sense of r i g h t and w r o n g, so he's known as one of the h e r o e s. There is a downside to Basil though, he can be incredibly s e l f c e n t r e d - this is what happens to an only son! - and is quite b u l l h e a d e d. Despite these flaws, he is l o y a l and won't l e t y o u d o w n, no matter what.
↞P s s s t, Basil has a sneaky t a t t o o just below his left collarbone - eek, don't tell his mum!

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[rhiannon.]

☮ shayleen townley ☮

name: shayleen aliona townley
nickname: shay
age: 18
gender: female

eye color: murky green, deep blue
hair color: multiple shades of blonde
height: 5'6
phys. build: thin and tall; a bit lanky

likes: fashion, adventure, peace, companionship, animals, boba tea, pokemon, plushies, outdoors
dislikes: pain (physical/emotional), mean spirits, bad vibes, fish (food wise), judgmentals
pros: sweet, peaceful, considerate, outdoorsie
cons: sarcastic, naive, a bit airheaded, a bit too hippie

job: cashier at urban outfitters
part played: adventurous female
sexuality: straight when sober
pets: one fairly independent yet cuddly tortie cat appropriately named turtle

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shayleen is a naturally beautiful, inside and out, eighteen year old girl. but, she much prefers to be called shay. shay grew up in huntington beach, so not too far from where she now stays in LA. she moved out simply because she felt it was time. she loves her mom incredibly, and doesn't doubt her; only the fact that all birds learn to fly. shay, along with her younger sister of three years, was raised by her mother. her father was never really in the picture; he left when shay was three, once her sister marie was born. shay is a bit of a.. hippie hipster thing. she loves anything earthy, old, tie dyed or hippie-esque. she also adores pokemon and can be found playing her 3DS in the late hours of monday nights. she is pretty easy to get along with, and is a good friend. she is reliable, not too corrupt. she however does not tell anyone much outside of her mom, sister, and her cat, turtle. she loves to have fun, and is usually up for trying new things. she isn't judgmental but hates to be made fun of for the things she enjoys. she is not a vegetarian, although she may as well be a rabbit with all the salad and fruit she eats. at first, she seems pretty quiet, but once she settles in she's normal. not loud, normal. boisterous is just annoying. shay works at urban outfitters, and loves it. she gets free stuff from her favorite store AND gets to spend hours there everyday.. yum! shay is a beautiful girl, and doesn't usually wear too much makeup; mascara usually does the trick. she visits the beach a lot, too, and has wavy, shortish, sea-salted hair. her nails are usually done like so. shay has a septum piercing, two holes in each ear (usually just have faux pearls) and an om tattoo on her upper right wrist. so basically; shay is a healthy, happy, hell of a hippie girl. she loves pokemon, stuffed animals, the outdoors and her job. she's cool people.

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full name ; Aspen Rose Paige
nick names ; Rosie
gender ; female
age ; seventeen
known as ; the hero
faceclaim ; unknown

hair ; brown
eyes ; green
skin ; light tan
body ; curvy & lean
height ; 5'4"
mods ; ears pierced. small tattoos.

main trait ; courageous
good traits ; confident, compassionate, brave
bad traits ; stubborn, fearless, persistent
worst trait ; calculating

crush ; tba
status ; single
sexuality ; heterosexual
friends ; the male hero
enemies ; the villains
family ; unknown

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[cut3gummy4life]

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[boat]

||sorry for being so slow with the starting post ^^'

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♛ ♛ Ａｌａｓｋａ Ｒｅｉｌｌｙ♛ ♛

mood;; annoyed
tagged;; Emeric
location;; some park
power;; telekineses

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Alaska was surprisingly calm for a girl who had just cheated death that same morning. Both her heart rate and breathing were normal, and she looked like her normal pretty self. Only her grey eyes betrayed what she was feeling inside. There was no fear or relief of having survived, but only a mild annoyance. The crash was terrible, but everyone except for the driver of the bus had escaped without a scratch. The whole city still made a big deal about it all though. There were ambulances, fire trucks, and police cars everywhere. Then only a few minutes behind, reporters from every news station imaginable drove in and tried to interview the six survivors. She had declined but it still took hours of waiting and signing paperwork before she was allowed to walk free again. If Alaska had been religious, she would think it was the doing of God that had kept her alive. But there she was, a nonbeliever sitting on a small wooden bench in a park under a patch of trees. She decided that it had all been pure luck. Miracles do happen occasionally, only this time, she was in the middle of one.

Alaska was holding a small plastic cup of iced tea, the remaining ice swirling and clinking together in the translucent drink. The afternoon summer sun was beating down, but it was cool in the shade of the trees. She was leaning against Emeric, her head resting on his shoulder. He had been on the bus that morning too. Then she suddenly sat up straight, spilling her drink onto the dry walkway. Swearing, she yanked the letter from her pocket. It hadn't been there a second ago. The pain of the thick paper jamming into her hip had appeared from literally nowhere. She suspected that Remi had been playing a prank on her at first, but she soon realized that he had a similar envelope too. "Where did that come from...?" She whispered, also wondering if there was something dangerous tucked inside. A few decades ago, there was that thing where people mailed envelopes full of poison. Almost everyone who opened one died. But those envelopes didn't just appear out of thin air in pockets.

Curiosity finally won Alaska over and she took the risk. She sighed and tore the top off, trying unsuccessfully to make the rip neat. If this was the second time that day something or someone had tried to kill her, she was going to be seriously pissed. But it looked like any other letter she would receive normally through the mail. She unfolded the thick paper and read the whole thing three times. Her fingers ran over the shallow indents of where the letters were. The whole thing consisted of only thirteen words.

"You have thirty-one days left to live.

Your power: Telekineses.

Good luck."

Thirteen - the unlucky number. The length of it sent chills of fear rippling through her body. But then Alaska shook her head. Someone had to be playing a prank on her. Someone who knew what had happened that morning. Which was pretty much everyone. She looked over at Emeric. "Did you get this same thing? The letter and everything?" She asked, smoothing the paper out on her legs. Then out of nowhere, she crumpled the whole thing up into a ball in frustration. "This who thing is just crap. I mean, having a power? Dying?!" She was almost yelling, and a family walking past glanced at her with worried looks. She shook her head in disbelief. "Crazy events only lead to even crazier things." She leaned back against the bench, her head facing up while she glared at the branches above her. It couldn't be possible. None of it.