[ runaways ] open

[oui.]

{. okay everyone's accepted and the forms looks great. we can start now. basically, everyone's just gonna come into the group to get settled. alex is already there, because he's the 'leader'.

{ name. alex boxx } { age. seventeen } { gender. male } { doing. greeting izzy } { crush. none } { dating. none }

alex paced around the camp sight in the middle of the woods, wondering when izzy would return or if she would return period. being her older brother, he felt as if it was his job to take her to a place where she belonged. then again, what would he know about where she belonged? he hadn't seen or spoken to his sister in over a year, but alex had a pretty good feeling that where she was wasn't the place that she needed to be. he ran his hand through his hair, beginning to worry, but soon enough, he started to hear footsteps coming his way. "alex?" izzy called out to him, but he was already there next to her. "you actually came," alex said. "you're going to have to learn so much now that you're here and we have to catch up on everything that's happened and—" he stopped, seeing the smile on izzy's face. "what?" she just looked at him and replied that it's nothing and went to put her bags down. "i'll give you some time to get settled. there's only so many tents, so grab one while you still can," he joked, already happy to be back with his sister.

{ name. izzy boxx } { age. fifteen } { gender. female } { doing. trying to find her brother } { crush. none } { dating. none }

after izzy's dad was asleep, she knew it was try to go. she crawly out of bed slowly, slid on some jeans, and pulled out the packed bag she had prepared the night before. izzy boxx was running away from home. this was probably not the most expected thing for people to hear, but it was actually happening. she tiptoed down the hall and out the door as quiet as possible, which was unnecessary, because her dad was a heavy sleeper. using the path she had used before, she went deep into the woods until she reached the campground. "alex?" she called out, hoping to get her brother's response instead of another runaway. luckily, he was already waiting for her. he was clearly happy to see her. alex went on excitedly about what was going to happen and she just smiled and walked away to put her bags down. clearly, life with the runaways was going to be different than her normal life, but alex made it seem life heaven when he rambled on about the benefits of living in the woods. izzy just shook her head, laughing a little. sure, life out here will be just great.

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age: seventeen
crush: n/a
tagged:

• alex- through interaction
• izzy- through thought
  
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she'd been on the run for around a week now. her parents had practically forgotten about her, considering they had about five million other kids to tend to, of course. that was obviously an overstatement, but either way, she constantly felt like she was compared to the others and expected to be the big example, and it wasn't enough for her. after crashing at a friend's for a few days before drawing suspicion from her friend's father, she was off again. that was until she overheard a few teenagers whispering about some runaway refuge camp out in the wilderness while visiting the supermarket and debating on a can of soup or a bag of chips. those girls looked like the type who wouldn't be able to run away if they tried-- even their clothing flaunted the simple image of being adored and showered in gifts by their own parents-- but heidi had taken the words into consideration either way. one thing was clear: she was going to reach that camp.

here she was now, hoisting the straps of her trusty backpack onto her shoulders after staring at herself in the mirror of a gas station bathroom. yes, the runaway life wasn't luxurious, nor too desirable, but she managed. her strawberry blonde locks of hair were tugged back into a low ponytail, and she wore her immaculate usual fashion: a t-shirt under an oversized crew-neck sweatshirt, a pair of jeans that appeared a little faded, and black vans sneakers. she figured if she was going to run away, why not do it when comfortable? and so she headed off, searching for her destination.

the last thing she remembered about the supermarket memory was a girl heading up to the others at the supermarket and telling them to hush. heidi-lynn knew well enough where she was going, despite that. out into the forest the girl headed, green eyes, almost matching the color of shadowed greenery of the woods, flicking around and taking in her surroundings. it took her quite some time but she came across a tent, surrounded by few others. her suspicions of this being the camp were confirmed when she noticed the male speaking to the girl recognized from the supermarket, and silently heidi slipped in to the small area, blinking her large eyes at the male.

"yo," greeted the blonde with a lopsided grin. "so this supposed to be a runaway camp? word gets around town fast, you know."

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name: Charlie Whales.
A little weird, right?
why: his mom thought
it was a cute name for
a cute little boy.
age: newly eighteen
gender: male, if it
wasn't obvious enough.
birthday: December 26th
occupation: not currently

hair color: dark brown
eye color: hazel with flecks of darker
brown
build: Charlie isn't the most
muscled guy in the world, but he
takes care of himself,
and has a decent six pack.
height: 5'11

gf/bf: no, he's a single
Pringle. Ladies and gents, impress him.
sexual orientation: undecided
exes: no one worth mentioning.
past crushes: he did have a little
crush on a girl in seventh grade, but it
quickly went downhill after he saw her
making out with a jock.

personality: Charlie has grown
fairly quiet over the years. Bullying was
an issue when he was younger, and that
caused him to shut his mouth and just take
it. He can be a friendly guy when you get
to know him, tending to be the motherly
figure to everyone else. He'll joke around
to lighten up the mood, and his goal is
to make people smile. Unfortunately, as
stated before, bullying has taken its toll on
him, and he has little self confidence and
is offended easily, usually holding grudges
for longer then most people, but not showing
it.

Still a wip uvu

[solstice.]

ɴᴀᴍᴇ ➳ renn alicia pierce

ᴀɢᴇ ➳ seventeen

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ ➳ netural, exhausted

sᴛᴀᴛᴜs ➳ tired, walking

ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ➳ alex, izzy, tanner
& heidi

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renn combed her fingers through her straight blonde hair that had become dirtied and tangled from a total of three weeks on the run. her locket hung safely around her neck, turquoise backpack thrown over her shoulder, and her water bottle safely strapped around her belt loop. beautiful blue eyes gazed at her reflection in the water of a creek, tired eyes and pale lips stared back at her. she'd grown use to not sleeping much, the rather beautiful girl had traveled a few states over by sneaking a ride on a train.
slowly she flicked her gaze to her as you would say "partner in crime" his name was tanner and they'd met up in a gas station a week ago, since then they've become quite good traveling buddies. the two were camped out in the woods huddled under a small break just shielded from the wind, a nice creek just beside them. the faint sound of voices caught her attention as she looked to tanner. "let's go check it out," was all she murmured before rising to her feet and starting towards them.
she neared closer to the voices as three figures came into view tanner at her side. taking a deep breath she walked out into view letting herself be known.

ɴᴀᴍᴇ ➳ tanner dae greymark

ᴀɢᴇ ➳ eighteen

ᴍᴏᴏᴅ ➳ confused

sᴛᴀᴛᴜs ➳ tired, hungry

ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ➳ renn, izzy, alex
& heidi

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tanner's eyes rested straight ahead, him and his partner renn were camping out in the woods for the night. tomorrow they'd probably find somewhere a bit nicer to stay, it was cold out here and he wasn't exactly prepped for cold weather. he wore a tight fitting t-shirt, a loose hoodie over it that he borrowed from a clothing donation bin a few towns over, some jean shorts, and a pair of running shoes. it'd been a good month now that he's been away from the retched place he had as a home and he was doing okay. about a week back was when he met renn.
a smile sigh escapes past his lips as he sits his arm strewn over his knee, other leg folded to the side. his chocolate brown eyes disappear behind his eyelids as he lays his head back seemingly dozing off for the moment. the few minutes of sleep were short lived when renn nudged him in the side and spoke up. "let's go check it out" was all he heard before she set off. of course. slipping to his feet tanner followed after as voices pierced through the silence. this must have been what renn was on about.
seeing figures come into view he comes to his partners side and waits for the fearless blonde's next move. watching as she walks out he quickly follows behind awaiting to be noticed.

[opeth]

benny had been kicked out of the house ... -- well, it certainly wasn't his first time. he'd managed to get caught
stealing or "loaning" what he described as "a bit of change" from his mother's house. figuring it would be best to let
the situation die down ... he managed to crash at a friends house over the weekend, but he now found himself in
a more compromising position. "tch, to hell with nature" he cursed, tossing a raggedy backpack onto the muddy
ground at his feet. ben, unfortunately enough, found himself walking through a woodsy area in search of refuge.
sighing, he leaned against the closest tree, frowning slightly as he realized his cheap, red plaid shirt provided no
comfort against the tree's rough exterior. this was going to be a long day.

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Gunner basically lived on the streets. He rarely came home, mainly because of his parents. So he was usually out and about at night. He was sitting in a bar at the time his phone beeped, as he looked down. "Hey, gotta go." The purple haired boy said to the current girl he was talking to, grabbing his backpack as he stood to go. Halfway out the door, the bartender yelled, "You didn't pay!" But like Gunner cared. He stuffed his hands in pockets and made his way to the woods, which he had been through so many times before. Entering the bushes, he easily made his way through the brambles and tree roots, not carding if the sharp point scratched him. He finally made his way to the supposedly called "camp". There were a few people still arriving as he made his way out of the cover. "So this is your so called runaway camp?" He asked the girl siting, whom he supposed was the leader of the group.

Sawyer was grounded, again. For skipping school with a boy shy had just met. Let's just say her parents found out and said she was grounded for life. Not like she hadn't heard that one before. But there's one thing they never learned when grounding Sawyer; she always finds a way out. And at this point it was fairly easy. After packing her backpack of necessities, she opened her bedroom window from the two story house, climbing onto the room ledge. She quietly shut the window, walking over to the side of the house where there was a tree. She leapt of the edge, snagging a branch in between her palms. She then hurried down the tree, dusting off before she made the short walk to the woods. When she arrived, she had to think her route before she went. But once thought out, she had no problem finding the camp. The paused for a moment, before she walked out of the trees. "Hey." She said, her pink hair in a messy fishtail. Maybe she should have cleaned up before she arrived... She shook the thought out of her head, walking closer with as much courage as possible.

[a i r y .]

r e b e l c h a n n i n g s .

rebel walked down the town with a pair of black ray ban wayfarers covering her eyes.
finding the group was no easy feat but rebel didn't mind walking through the darkness.
she didn't look like a runaway at all, just a rebellious young teenager but she didn't
really honestly care. decked out in all black, from a leather bomber jacket, to a black
lace tank top, to black skinny jeans and her signature black knee high motorcycle boots.
finally after aimlessly walking into the woods she discovered the group, tents were everywhere.
pursing her lips she crossed her arms over her slim chest, pushing up her black ray bans
she took everything in. not knowing what to say she just stood there until she was approached.
not like she looked very approachable, dressed all in black with beachy platinum blonde hair and
entrancing green eyes. she was a girl of very few words she couldn't help it but she forced a semi
friendly smirk on her face holding the straps of her black leather backpack.

[oui.]

{ name. alex boxx } { age. seventeen } { gender. male } { doing. talking to a new girl } { crush. none } { dating. none }

alex sat down on a log and waited for izzy to come back. she was going to have to get used to a lot of things. when he first came out into the woods, he had no one else to watch over him. not that it mattered anyways, because it was the same way at his old house. no one ever really watched over him, anyways. his mom was a good woman, but worked too often and his dad was having an affair. alex and izzy had a childhood of eating mcdonalds on the couch alone every night. after the affair secret got out, and izzy had to leave, he didn't have anyone to talk to besides a few friends. he figured at least here, he would have people to talk to. alex's thought's were interrupted by a girl he'd never seen coming up and talking to him. "yes it is. it's already getting famous, huh? we'll have to relocate," he said just shrugging it off. many people start to know about the camp. it's okay for a while, because more people join in, but once more people start to know, it gets dangerous and they have to leave.

{ name. izzy boxx } { age. fifteen } { gender. female } { doing. talking to a new guy } { crush. none } { dating. none }

izzy found the best looking tent and climbed inside. it was exactly the cleanest thing, but it would do. she unpacked slightly without thought. staying at her dad's might have been better. sure, no one talked to her, but she was an outcast. that was her thing. well, not always. she never really knew why she ended up moving with her dad anyways. he cheated on her mom, which was about the worse thing you could possibly do. either way, her dad was around more and she thought that once he didn't have to keep a huge secret from everyone else in the family, he would actually give his attention to izzy, but that never happened. izzy crawled out the tent and sat beside it. then, a new guy started to walk to her, asking about the camp. "not mine," she answered. "i just got here a while ago, but, yes, it's a runaway camp." word was beginning to get around, so people were going to be coming in like crazy. she learned this from her brother. he had told her she only had so long before they're relocating again. he looked over to where his brother was with, sure enough, someone else new.

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Full name:"Hello, my name is Vanessa Alexandria Marie Jackson. As you may have guesses due to my long name, I'm part latino. Vanessa, comes from my grandmother, Alexandria is just a family name on my mothers side, and Marie was my dads only contribution to my life."

Nickname: Vegas

Gender: Female

Age: Seventeen

Race: Half laitna

Accent: Colombian

Sexual Orientation: "I'm as straight as highway line, sorry girls."

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Eye Color: Hazel, with blue patches

Hair Color: Raven Black

Skin Tone: Caramel

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Personality: This lil'latina beauty is the definition of good girl gone bad. Vegas is a very wild child at heart, loving party, do anything under sun, just to set herself free from her mother's over barring hands that pushed her to go to an americaschool. Anger does get the best of her some times, any thing can set her off, but under all this party, and good timing. Vanessa is a very emotionally messed up girl, though she doesn't show it. Trust issues liger in the back of her mind, Self images problems wrap around her waist, and depression in engulfes her whole entire being. This is the side of Vanessa not a soul knows about.

Family: All in Colombia.

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Relationship status: Single

Crush: None

Lover: None

Special Talents: Gymnast, and Bilingual in Portuguese and Spanish

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||Pictures belong to there rightlful owners.

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Gunner nodded, crossing his arms as he glanced around the camp. "Yeah. Looks like it's getting pretty popular." He said, seeing new people arrive one after another. He then walked away, finding a decent sized tent. He tossed his bag into it, marking that it was his tent. He looked around again, seeing if he knew anyone. Living on the streets he knew lots of other people who'd show up to something like this.

Sawyer glanced around, seeing lots of people talk and others just standing there. She saw people choosing tents, so she decided to choose one as well. She went to the end of the line and found a smaller tent. She didn't was to have to big of a tent in case they had to relocate, it would be easy traveling. Not like she took up that much space anyway. She set her stuff down, sitting just outside of it, tucking her knees to her chest as she examined the area. A boy was talking to a girl, who she thought was the leader of the group, and a few other people just walked around that she didn't know. But she soon realized that these people were all she had now, and she had to create some friends.