the island ; Closed. We have arrived c:

[ryan29]

Ｋｙｌｅ Ｈｏｒａｎ Ａｉｄａｎ

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

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Kyle started to write once again on a separate piece of paper but the frustration got the best of him. He tossed the piece of paper once again in the trash and grabbed his guitar. Kyle strummed a few chords and sang a song he had written a few weeks ago. He absolutely loved this song and if he ever made it big, which he would, he would sing this as a solo.

When Kyle was tired of playing the guitar, he set it aside and headed downstairs where he found his sister sitting in the lounge, watching TV. "You've got to be kidding me," he muttered to himself as he grabbed his leather jacket and headed outside. He really did not want to stay where his sister would be. He stuffed his hands in his jeans as he walked on the sidewalk, hearing his footsteps and making them a beat in his head.

[malefactor]

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[color]basil amelii♞male♞18 years
With ; the island travelers
Doing ; being deathly afraid
Feeling ; scared
Where ; on the plane[/color]
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Basil had beads of sweat on his forhead. He heard the fight break out between Hayley and a newcomer. He didn't even want to be close to them. Hayley eventually scooted up, but he crouched down lower in his seat. He didn't want anybody to see his fright. He asked for a cup of water when the intercom came on. "Everybody fasten your seat belts, we will now be taking off." Basil was happy. No more anticipation from the others. He would now be reading his book while the others were off doing something. He fastened his seatbelt and heard the engine running. He had gotten his water, and it was shaking in his grasp. He opened up the bottle and quickly swallowed it. He wanted another one, but he could wait for a while. He closed his eyes, hoping this would not last long.

[diana.]

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Ｉ ＷＩＳＨ Ｉ ｗａｓ ｂｅｔｔｅｒ
Ａｔ ｔｅｌｌｉｎｇ ｐｅｏｐｌｅ
ｈｏｗ Ｉ ＲＥＡＬＬＹ ｆｅｅｌ
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Hayley smiled when she heard the attendant's voice saying to fasten the seat belts since they would be taking off soon.
She did as the intercom told her to do and then went back to listening to her peaceful music. Or as
peaceful could Simon Curtis songs could be. She sighed as she looked outside the window but knew that they would be
shut down soon as the plane would start taking off. Hayley looked down at her phone and saw that she had some texts and
she quickly replied to them before she would loose connection.

{{ wb ><

[malefactor]

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[sweet potato]

| age ; 18 | gender ; female | status ; single |
ｒｏｂｙｎ ｐｅｒｏｎｎｅ
| mood ; excited | currently ; sitting | with ; no one | setting ; in the airplane |

Finally! Robyn thought with excitement. At last, the plane was finally taking off. She buckled in her seatbelt and sighed. Even though she was excited, Robyn knew that she would be bored while waiting to get to the island. She looked around for anyone that seemed unoccupied. Who should she talk to? Her gaze fell upon a boy that looked like a nervous wreck. The boy seemed anxious. Frightened. Robyn tried not to smile, as it would have been rude, but she couldn't help it. We have a winner... Robyn knew who she was going to sit with for the rest of the ride to the island.

((wb))

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Skylar Jones~~Seventeen~~The Artist
The light-blue haired girl was the type who would get so focused on what she was doing that she could completely block out the world around her, not having to worry about the distractions of a cell phone ringing or someone scuffing their feet. Sure, little things like that did bother her when she was not in concentration mode, but when she was drawing, she hardly noticed a thing. She was not planning on adding any color to the sketch, for that was all it was, a black and white, and was adding the final few touch-ups here and there, when she heard a deep, masculine voice coming from the seat in front of her, and her baby blue eyes glanced up to find his already staring at her. A slight, adorable pink blush illuminated her cheeks as she practically ducked her face behind her hair in embarrassment, hating when she blushed."Oh um thank you. I've been drawing since I was a child. It's sort of my passion." She replied to him in that soft, melodic voice that she had, just then hearing the flight attendant saying they were taking off. Quickly, she set her things on the chair next to her, buckling herself in, as she was told to do.

[thiste]

ｆｉｎｎｉｃｋ ｇｒｅｙ

[survivalist][17 years][with ; ?]

-A wide grin grew on lips; almost the kind he tried to hide when he was trying to play it cool. Finnick pursed his lips ever-so-slightly to try and tone down the boyish smirk on his face as he glanced back at her.

Her eyes were the sort of colour you could just get lost in, a pale, frost-like blue. Like her hair. She had a captivating surreal sort of look. Finnick watched as she grew nervous, but laughed in a genuinely nice way, still grinning,"lovely passion. I'm Finnick by the way, Finnick Grey.

-He heard the flight attendants voice and watched as she began buckling up, he quickly lifted from his seat to take the spot beside her, glancing up before getting comfortable," do you mind?"-He had to admit, he did feel a little rude just budging in beside her, but he didn't want to have to be breaking his neck the entire ride just to get to talk to her, because he didn't really want anything to inconvenience the time he could have getting to know her, as she seemed very lovely to have along this trip.-

[malefactor]

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basil amelii♞male♞18 years
With ; the island travelers
Doing ; being deathly afraid
Feeling ; scared
Where ; on the plane
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Basil looked around him. Already there was many people making friends, unlike him. His ice blue eyes gazed around him. It looks like the blueberry muffin girl was talking to a guy he did not see at the airport. He felt the rumble of the plane told him that the nightmare was only beginning. He adjusted his bowtie and tried to relax, but he had failed. He pushed back his curly locks back over his head. He closed his eyes. The plane began to pick up speed and then a big woosh and they were flying. Basil opened up his eyes and let out a shaking breath. He had gotten another water and gulped that down. The familiar voice rang over the intercom. "You are now free to roam the plane. All WiFi has been shut off. Please put your phones to airplane mode and have a nice trip! The intercom shut off. He just wanted to get off this plane. He glances around to see somebody that was a nerd like him, but he saw nobody. There was some girls with strange hair colours, but he did not mind. It was... a fashion statement? He was never on top of that. All he needed was a bowtie and some sort of vest.

[diana.]

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Ａｔ ｔｅｌｌｉｎｇ ｐｅｏｐｌｅ
ｈｏｗ Ｉ ＲＥＡＬＬＹ ｆｅｅｌ
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Hayley sighed and she looked around the plane. She could hear some people talking and saw some
people just bored as they sat in silence, waiting to get there in anticipation and Hayley was one of those people.
She sighed once again and put her phone on the airplane mode as she looked down on it. She had brought her laptop
but she didn't want to turn it on at all. She knew that she had homework to do on this trip but she
would do that when she got their. The plane was not the place for homework and neither was Hayley a type of
person to do it. She smiled a little as she went through her bag and got out the book she was currently reading,
The Fault in Our Stars. The blonde turned a few pages until she was on chapter fourteen and moved her blue
gaze around the pages to read the small print of the book.

[thiste]

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