the island ; Closed. We have arrived c:

[malefactor]

--Im glad to see this rp is making it!--

[me too c:
all above are accepted. for those who still have forms, time is slipping away. Get them in asap! ]

[malefactor]

[Bump]

[susurri]

quincey, or as he likes to go by quince wes ayline. quince is a guy, if you haven't realized. quince is a joker. all in one word, he's a joker. he likes to impress people and make them laugh, but he is also a serious sports guy. he loves soccer the most, but all other sports are good to him as well. he is very friendly and nice, he's easy to make a friend with. he hates drama though, which is why he only tells jokes. he can make even the teacher's laugh, depending on the 'subject'. quince likes to explore and learn, even if he has trouble in class. he knows his island very well, but he would do anything at all to leave. quince is 17 and always tells everyone he's not a baby and deserves to leave, but usually they think he's joking. quince has brown, messy hair. he hardly ever combs it. quince is pretty small for his age, 5 foot 5 and 94 lb. he is quite skinny, and small, like i said. now to his history. quince grew up as a loud kid, always wanting to go outside, run around and yell. when he was nine he learned about how fun jokes were and the beauty of laughs. he decided he'd do it to bring joy to all around him, and he did. when he was 12 his mom died- it was rumored that her divorced husband (before quince was born) killed her. quince lived with his adopted mom but moved into an empty home because he knew he was ready. quince now lives in a small home with a basement where he sleeps. quince is nice, happy, but actually pretty annoyed. he wanted to leave this small island, so so much. oh well, at least he has has german shepherd and parrot, woofus and perry.

[malefactor]

[accepted c:]

[malefactor]

We will start now. Since some have not posted their forms, everybody can get there at different times. Everybody can start out by packing and going to the airport. For the natives, you all can start off by getting ready for the visitors to arrive.]]

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basil amelii♞male♞18 years
With ; my luggage and father
Doing ; driving
Feeling ; frustrated
Where ; in the car
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[diana.]

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Dᴏɴ’ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɪɴ
Ｄｏｎ’ｔ ｌｅｔ ｔｈｅｍ ｓｅｅ Bᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɢɪʀʟ Ｙｏｕ ａｌｗａｙｓ ｈａｄ ｔｏ ｂｅ
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⇊ Ｄｏｎ’ｔ ｌｅｔ ｔｈｅｍ ｋｎｏｗ. Ｗｅｌｌ, ｎｏｗ ｔｈｅｙ ｋｎｏｗ⇊
Lᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ɢᴏ
Ｃａｎ’ｔ ｈｏｌｄ ｙｏｕ ｂａｃｋ ａｎｙｍｏｒｅ xxTᴜʀɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ sʟᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ
- - - - - - - - - -xxLᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ɢᴏ

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Hayley sighed as she finished packing her bags and closed the last one of them. She scowled slightly but thankful in her mind that she was going away for a while. She needed to get out of the spotlight for a few days and she knew that this trip was perfect for her. Now only, if nothing went wrong with all of this. Hayley quickly grabbed the three big suitcases that she had and brought them downstairs to the huge living room and saw her dad waiting for her. He was never seen home, always busy with his company work but sometimes the blonde was thankful for that. "You all set?" he asked her with a small sad smile. All Hayley did was nod and then gave him a smile back. "Okay, then get in the limo. The driver will take you to the airport," he said and gave Hayley a hug before slightly pushing her towards the door. Hayley said her goodbye to her dad and walked out the door, the camera lights flashing in her face. "Where are you going Hayley?" one reporter asked. She blocked all the voices out as she put in her headphones and headed towards the car.

When she sat in it, she softly smiled and waved at her dad, who was staring out the window. She was so happy that she was going to be leaving her home for a while. She needed this more than she wanted to admit. Hayley looked back at her phone and quickly texted some of her friends, telling them that she was going. She felt the car lurch forward and fastened her seat belt as she looked out the window to give the paparazzi one more smile and then they were driving on the streets and towards the airport.

[susurri]

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QUINCE

male
17
waiting
excited

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Quince was only too excited for the new arrivals. He knew he was more excited than anyone, even the flirt. Quince leaned down to his german shepherd. "You excited Woofus? You too, Perry." Quince smiled at his shoulder when his bird arrived. The bird was orange with a lot of green and yellow extra feathers. Woofus was mostly black with a brown underbelly. Woofus and Perry followed their owner wherever he went. Perry was a trained messenger and Woofus was just a loyal companion. Quince walked around the island a bit, but mostly stayed around the airport. He was hoping to impress someone with his jokes, even if they'd only be staying for a summer. Quince suddenly smiled even wider. They'll have tickets. He half-hoped that one of the teens would want to stay and let Quince leave this dreaded island. He was wondering if there'd be any other class clowns. That would be.. Amazing. Wonderful. Quince must have skipped a heartbeat, he was so excited to see the people. But if there were any people like the flirt.. Quince's hands balled into fists once. Perry was surprised by the sudden joint movement. Quince whispered comforting words to the bird. Shh, he hushed repeatedly.

[ryan29]

Ｋｙｌｅ Ｈｏｒａｎ Ａｉｄａｎ

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ɴᴀᴍᴇ;; kyle
ᴀɢᴇ;; eighteen
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ;; male
ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ;; annoyed
ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ;; his house

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Kyle put away his pen and paper and looked out the window. The sun was shining bright on his face and his black hair seemingly glittered in the light. He smiled a little to himself, kind of excited to see a beautiful day at the island. He went back to his bed and looked at the lyrics he was writing and sang them out loud once. He was happy with the things he was writing at the moment but one thing annoyed the heck out of him. The girls all excited to see the travelers. He didn't even want to meet them yet. Not at all but one thought intrigued him. And it was making it big time. Maybe one of them knew exactly how he could get famous since they were obviously coming from the big cities. The thought made Kyle giddy and then he heard the shrilling sound of his annoying younger sister.

Kyle ran out his bedroom and towards the one beside his. "What's wrong?" he asked as he knocked on the door and instantly regretted saying that. Why did he always ask that when he knew exactly what she was going to say? The dark haired boy growled slightly at the sight of his younger sister and her hair all in a mess. "Help me fix this," she pleaded him with tears in her eyes. A scowl appeared on Kyle's face as he entered the bedroom of the girl and harshly made a comment that was unheard. "I have other stuff to do," he said as he walked over to the window and ignored his sister's ranting on about the visitors coming soon and her needing to get ready for them. She was excited for the boys but Kyle could care less.

[broken*]

The light-blue haired girl was finishing her packing. She had two suitcases, one large and one medium-small in size, as well as a duffel bag. The large bag held her clothing and shoes. The medium-small bag had her jewelry, accessories, and cosmetics in it. The duffel bag held her most prized, and likely favorite, possessions within it. All of her art supplies. From a small stand, to the backgrounds for paintings, to sketchpads. Her charcoals, her colored paints, her pencils and pens, everything. She let out a slight huff, forcing her side-bangs out of her face, as she zipped up the last bag, looking around her room. It still looked the same, just much more... Bare.

Slowly lugging her things down the stairs, being especially careful not to damage anything, and headed out the door, putting her things inside of the canary yellow mini-cooper that her grandfather had bought her for her sixteenth birthday, which her mother was not at all happy about. Going back inside, she stopped in front of the hallway mirror, looking at her reflection. White skinny jeans with a few rips, light blue converse high tops, and a matching-colored light blue tank top with a white floral pattern. Her hair was down, and naturally in its wavy state. She had a small amount of makeup on, not too much, but just enough to accent. She walked into the kitchen, where her mother was sipping on her coffee, and kissed her on the cheek. "Goodbye mom. I'll text you when I get on the plane." She said, as she had promised to do, but her mother just waved her off, still beyond angry at her for just leaving without her approval. With a soft sigh, Sky rolled her eyes, before heading back to her car and slipping in the driver's seat, turning on the engine and zooming off towards the airplane.

[malefactor]

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basil amelii♞male♞18 years
With ; my luggage and father
Doing ; driving
Feeling ; frustrated
Where ; in the car
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THE ROAD seemed to go on forever. It was like an ever twisting path that seemed to go nowhere. But it had one thing in common with Basil. It too was lonely. Basil didn't choose to be that way, but he could never talk to anybody, nor did they talk to him. He was just fine with that. All he ever needed was books and his house. Away from sandy beaches and relations. "You need friends," his father said. Dragging him from his deep thoughts. ''I have friends dad. There is Tolkien and others. See, I'm not lonely," he said. Bit his father just waved them off. His father turned on some classic rock, but Basil turned it down. His father glanced at him. "What? Its bad for your health'" Basil implied before turning it up again, softly.

AS THEY APPROACHED the airport, Basil fuel more and more disappointed. He didn't know how long they would be on this island, but he hoped they has a laundromat. He stepped out of the car. His father grabbed the bags from the trunk. He set them down at Basil's feet. He also pulled two things out of the trunk. "Here. Just a little something as a going away present," his father said, trying to hold back tears. Basil noticed his sadness and that made him feel even more disappointed. "Um... Thanks, Dad," he said. He opened the first one. It was a black iPhone. He stared at the device. "There are all the books that you like and £50 on there. You know, for apps and things," he said. He knew Basil hated surprises. They had a weird relationship, but it worked. He opened the other one. It was an original book of The Hobbit. Basil looked at his gifts, gently sat them down, and gave his father a hug. Not a girl hug, a man hug. Tears streamed down his face and on to his father's sweater. "I love you dad, I always will," he sobbed. He separated from his father, stepping for his bags he picked them up with a struggle. He walked towards the platform which the plane was boarding. "I will send lots of pictures!" Basil said.

BASIL WAS THE first to arrive at the platform. He sat down on one of the chairs and waited it would be a long time before the plane would arrive. He sat down and started reading his books. Waiting for the others to arrive, he was curious what he would travel with.