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[luc]

.V I O L E T.
✘ tags;; liliane ✘ daughter of ahkyls ✘ female ✘ seventeen

Violet's eyes fluttered open. The soft sunlight basked the island. Her cot rubbed against the side that she was laying on. Everyday for the last seven years Vi had woken up like this. She had no idea what it was like to be normal. At all, really. She smiled softly, remembering the last face she saw before appearing on this wretched island. Cassidy Mellington. Daughter of Ares. Huntress of Artemis. Violet's gut almost dropped in remembrance of her. She must have been so worried when the kid she was taking care of just randomly disappeared off the face of the Earth. She shifted on her bed, pushing herself away from it. Her eyes skimmed the horizon. Violet remembered painfully was it liked to be here at first - she was so afraid. She was so panicked. But eventually the young demigod had pulled herself together and started hunting and gathering out of pure necessity. The demigod learned to boil water by way of fire - although it normally took awhile since she wasn't so great at starting fires and the young demigod never got a class on surviving on her own or using rocks to ignite a fire - and sometimes she had to take her chances and drink it despite not purging it of harmful substances.. Groaning, the daughter of Akhlys pushed herself up to a sitting position. Morning was the best time to hunt but Vi preferred to do it with a friend. After those days of fear people had thankfully started arriving and Vi realized now that she hated that feeling of isolation and being alone. It scared her, in fact. It was selfish, she knew to curse others to this fate, but she was happy she wasn't alone anymore. Her eyes glided across the room. Liam was gone. But, she couldn't hunt with him. He didn't have the heart for it.
Thankfully, Violet had survived the night without nightmares. They still happened occasionally but they weren't as awful as the ones she had when she was ten when she had been new to the place.
Her eyes stopped gliding when her eyes arrived at Liliane, who seemed to have just woken up. From what Violet could see from such a distance her sister's movements showed her to be quite tense and anxious mot likely due to a nightmare. Perhaps, hunting would help. Vi pushed herself off the cot and worked herself over to the fellow daughter of Ahklys and stopped at her cot. "How you feeling?" she asked, lightly.

.B R A D L E Y.
✘ tags;; no ✘ son of tartarus ✘ male ✘ nineteen

Brad held his knife tightly. His eyes shifted back and forth between trees and shrubs and other such things. The Tartarus boy had woken up early today, like he always did and decided to go hunting. Today marked his fourth anniversary on the island. Not that he cared much. In fact, Brad was quite apathetic to that factoid. Even if, all the other demigods of the Protogenoi were probably dead because he was better than them. Perhaps, Bradley was even a bit grateful Gaea had sent him here. The demigod had killed a man before coming here and even though he did not care for the man one bit he trusted the police and the general public felt otherwise.
Brad didn't care about a lot of things, including his mother. She never loved him anyway. Resent swelled up inside him but he pushed it back down. Brad had to on finding a kill since the last few hours the child of Tartarus had been coming up clean. The only thing he had caught was some petty rabbit. Suddenly, a deer darted across his sightline. With his mind he pulled the deer towards him against its will. The animal squealed and pulled against the force but it was no use. In seconds the animal was right next to him. Brad unleashed his knife and stabbed the creature. It died instantly and fell to Brad's feet.

[LoudGhozt]

|:| A d a m |:|
:: Son of Gaea :: Eighteen :: Heterosexual :: Tags: None ::

Adam had been up for a few hours, aggressively chiseling away at the sand on the beach. The son of Gaea wasn't much of an artist and he certainly wasn't do this for any sense of pleasure. Instead, he was mapping the area. He had been on the island for only a few months and he already wanted off. There was so much he could be doing out in the world, or so he thought. He had talents. Probably. At least he wouldn't be trapped on this island, fighting for survival with a bunch of demigods who wanted off just as badly as he did. He wasn't sure why he was mapping the island. The group had an extensive knowledge of the area anyway. It just gave him something to do while he sat in his thoughts.

There was no way out, at least that he'd found yet. Despite this, something pressed him to keep going. He had to keep searching. To give up hope would be dark, a path that he wasn't willing to take just yet. Mapping, however, was pointless. That being said, he stood up from the sand, walking barefoot along the shore and back toward his cabin. At the very least, he needed something to do. Someone to talk to. His siblings would be there, right?

|:| A m e l i a |:|
:: Daughter of Tartarus :: Sixteen :: Pansexual :: Tags: Bradley ::

Mia Lowe lay in her hammock bed, arm thrown over her eyes to cast out the sun from the window. She wasn't a morning person. She groaned horrible. She'd been lying in bed for at least thirty minutes, unable to fall asleep again but too lazy to move. She finally forced herself up, reluctant as she was, and swung her legs over the sides of her hammock. She looked over at her sibling's beds. Bradley was missing, which brought a scrunch to her brow. Brad had a habit of avoiding her, but that never stopped Mia from tracking him down. She looked over at Finnian, who was silently sleeping. He was the most silent sleeper -- no -- the most silent person she had ever met in her life. The two were almost exact opposites, which was probably why he didn't talk to her. Now that she thought about it, neither of her brothers seemed to care for her. She grimaced at the thought, but shook it away quickly. There was no reason to be upset today.

She stood up, looking over herself in the looking glass. Once she dubbed herself presentable, she left the cabin, throwing a quiver of arrows over her shoulder and grabbing her bow. She wasn't sure if she was going hunting, but the daughter of Tartarus made a habit of carrying a weapon with her at all times, just to make sure an opportunity didn't pass her by. She exited the cabin, feeling the warmth of the sun on her skin. Her tiredness faded and an energy filled her. She smiled briskly before moving into the forest. After wandering for a few minutes, she heard something.

Instantly, her muscles tensed and she loaded an arrow onto her bow. She stood on her toes, creeping silently through the underbrush. The sound, a rustling, grew louder, meaning she was getting closer. That was when she noticed a figure. My gods, this thing was huge. If she took this down, she could feed the demigods for a month. Excitement grew in her and she drew back her bow, approaching stealthily. That was when she noticed what it was. Her brother, Bradley, a dead deer at his feet. She relaxed, letting out a soft sigh of relief before revealing herself to him all at once. She placed the arrow back in her quiver, a light smile on her face. "Hey, big bro," she said with a small wave.

|:| F i n n i a n |:|
:: Son of Tartatus :: Twelve :: Asexual :: Tags: None ::

Finnian was asleep. He was, as usual, silent. He did not snore. He did not move. In fact, it was a strain to even hear that the boy was breathing. Despite all of this, his dream wasn't pleasant. The youngest son of Tartarus was frequented with nightmares, but he never found them too terrifying. He never found a reason to scream or cry out, unlike his older sister. Instead, he found a certain purity in them. In nightmares, there was a right and a wrong. A good and a bad. Nothing like this world he lived in. Nothing like this accursed island he was forced onto all those years ago. Oh well. It was better than the foster system. At least here, there was Brad, who didn't care much for him, but was admirable in the eyes of Finnian.

He awoke with a silent opening of his eyes to an empty cabin, as usual. Brad was gone doing gods know what and Mia was probably out blabbing to those idiots she called friends. Finn never quite understood her being so social. How could anyone stand being around idiots all day? Even at the age of twelve, Finn felt confident in his ability to outwit them all. He rose from his bed without making a sound. It was eerie that even the mattress was hushed when he was the one using it. It was almost as if literally all objects held a fear of the child. He left the cabin without a word and without a single sound. Even the creaking of the door ceased as he moved.

[gotsalt?]

R E I N E T T E
daughter of Gaea | eighteen | bisexual | tags: no one

The island was warm and humid this morning, like every morning, but Reinette was freezing. She wrapped herself up like a burrito in the blankets and laid in the fetal position, but she still shivered. The nightmare probably didn't help. Her sleeping form twitched, her body shaking from the images flashing in her mind. She woke with a start, gasping for breath.
Reinette dragged herself out of the bed, still tangled in the blankets, and headed towards the bath room. Both of her brothers were out, as usual. She was always the last to wake up in their cabin.
When she came out of the cabin, she was dressed and her hair was in a messy side braid, her sword hanging on her hip. She squinted at the sun before sitting down on the steps to put on her converse.

C O N N O R
son of Ahklys | eighteen | panromantic demisexual | tags: Violet and Liliane

When the sun had come up, Marcus was already awake. Nightmares had plagued him that night and he was shaken up. So he decided to go for a morning swim to clear his mind. The cool ocean water refreshed him and washed away the memories of the nightmares.
Now he slowly walked back to his cabin, staring at the sand. He had been on the island for six years, longer than anyone, except his sister, Violet. He didn't know how the ten year old hadn't went insane being by herself on the island. Connor had freaked when he got there, but Violet helped him through it and together they welcomed the other demi-gods when they arrived. She still got on his nerves a lot, though.
Connor walked into the Ahklys cabin and changed into a pair of dry clothes. Then he went to see if his siblings were awake. The floor was cool under his bare feet as he walked towards the girl's room. He knocked on the door and waited for an answer.

[direwolf.]

ᒪ I ᒪ I ᗩ ᑎ E
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[Female] [Seventeen] [Akhlys]
[Crush; ---] [Tags; Violet, Connor]
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Liliane snapped out of her daze when Violet approached her. At first, she simply nodded and lowered her hand onto her lap. "Yeah," she started, clearing her throat. "I'm fine. Just.. another nightmare." She admitted in a small murmur, briefly flickering her gaze to her sister. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. She could only assume that the knocker was their older half-brother, Connor. "You can come in." She called over, releasing a deep breath. She ran her fingers through her messy hair, focusing her attention on her half-sister. "Are we going hunting?" She inquired, shifting and throwing her legs over the side of her coat. Reaching down, she pulled on her boots and made sure that they were tied tight. Straightening up, she pulled her hair into a pony tail and set it with a hair tie. Before she came to this island, she did not eat meat whatsoever, but it changed when she was put here. Other than fruit, there was not much to eat other than meat. She had to adapt to eating it. Now she did not have too much of a problem when it came to killing animals and eating them.

T ᕼ O ᗰ ᗩ ᔕ
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[Male] [Eighteen] [Gaea]
[Crush; ---] [Tags; Reinette]
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Taking out his makeshift spear, Thomas walked along the shore and waited for a crab to appear. Once he saw one, he adjusted the spear before stabbing the poor creature. He had pierced right through the shell, so the creature was now limp. He lifted the spear, looking at his meal. Now he needed to make a fire and possibly kill more crabs. One small crab would not fill a bulky guy like him. Seeing his half-sister in the distance, he lifted his hand and gave a small wave. "Hey Rein! Do you want to catch some crabs with me?" He called over, cupping the side of his mouth with his free hand. He lifted his spear into the air to show that he had caught one. The son of Gaea knew that his half-brother was somewhere along the beach, but he had yet to see him. He would most likely run into him while trying to find more crabs for breakfast.

[prince of heart]

Salem Saunders. 17. Demigirl. Daughter of Nyx.
Salem sighed as sleep eluded her. It wasn't an uncommon occurence for her. While she was fine during the night, any sleep during the day was either un reachable, or filled with nightmares. She rose, contemplating shadow traveling to her bunk, before she brushed off the idea. Instead she turned, climbing away from the beach and into the interior of the island. Almost absently, she reached out into the shadows, letting the cold brush over her fingers before she withdrew, a short sword clasped in it. Using shadows to send only small portions of her body across distances had been one of the most useful tricks she had learned.

Her stomach growled, and Salem paused, considering. She weighed the different, limited, options for trying to get food. Deciding that she wasn't really looking to hunt crabs or birds, she turned towards the lake, stepping into the shadows easily. When she emerged, she was standing on a rock. She dropped into a crouch, staring into the water as she waited for something to swim past her.

[luc]

.V I O L E T.
✘ tags;; liliane, connor ✘ daughter of ahkyls ✘ female ✘ seventeen

Vi frowned slightly. It seemed that everyone on this wretched island had nightmares. The daughter of Ahklys had been on this awful plot of island for so long she could hardly remember life without them. "Those nightmares suck don't they?" she asked, hoping to make light of the conversation. Suddenly the young demigod's gaze was drawn to the door. There was a knock on it. It was no doubt Connor. The two siblings had been on the island the longest. Violet's independent and self-sustaining nature brought her through the days without him but it was a great comfort to have someone. No matter how introverted you are it was absolutely terrifying to be caught on this island.. alone... with no one. That didn't mean she didn't find pleasure in annoying him, though.
"I thought you would show up." she called out to Connor, not looking up at the door again after her gaze dropped.
"Yeah. We're going hunting." she said. "Perhaps our brother can come with us." she paused - waiting for him to reply even though it was technically directed at Liliane.

.B R A D L E Y.
✘ tags;; mia ✘ son of tartarus ✘ male ✘ nineteen

Bradley glanced up to view his sister, Mia. He would kill anyone who dared to threaten her but even he had to admit he found her personality a bit repellent. She was always so happy and eager to prove herself to Brad. He found it nice that someone found it worthy to get his approval but honestly he couldn't care less. Brad was self-succient he didn't need the positive opinions of anyone. Ever. "Hello, Mia." he said curtly. He bent down to pick up the deer. "We should probably take this back... for breakfast." He noticed his voice still had that annoying toneless touch to it.
Bradley had always wished he could be more manipulative. That he could trick people into thinking he was something he was not. If they did then he knew they would be far more lenient on him - much more believing when he told them lies. Since the beginning, someone had always knew their was a hidden darkness to him. And no matter what he did he couldn't shake the reputation. At least, they saw him a scary enough to avoid - even if, he wasn't annoyed or provoked that easily he wasn't interested in having some pesky termite getting in his way.

[LoudGhozt]

[quote="LoudGhozt"]

|:| A d a m |:|
:: Son of Gaea :: Eighteen :: Heterosexual :: Tags: Thomas, Reinette ::

Adam walked along the shore, tracing lines as his feet shuffled lazily through the sand. He was staring at his toes as he moved, walking aimlessly. He used to think that he had some sort of purpose, but he wasn't sure what that was anymore. Survival and keeping his friends alive seemed to be the only thing that mattered to him. He shrugged at this thought. At the very least, he could get them something to eat. The group could always use more food, even if they had to stockpile it. Of course, they couldn't keep it for long. The humidity on this island made it easy for foods to spoil. Still, he felt like he had to do something to contribute that morning.

That being said, he pulled his knife from the sheath at his hip, scanning along the shoreline for oysters, crabs, or anything else that was small and edible. He glanced up for a moment, only to find his brother, Thomas, walking along the beach with his spear. Apparently, the two had the same idea. "Hey Tommy," he said with a warm smile. He approached his brother with the energy he was void of just moments ago. In the distance, he noticed his sister, Reinette, whom Thomas had already addressed. "Hey Rein," he called to her, knowing that Thomas most likely invited her to join him.

|:| A m e l i a |:|
:: Daughter of Tartarus :: Sixteen :: Pansexual :: Tags: Bradley ::

Mia grinned at her brother, despite the annoying lack of direct and emotion in his voice. Brad was generally an unemotional, detached person. His voice made that apparent. Regardless of this and what seemed like selfishness, Mia desired his attention. She wanted her brother t be just that, a brother. She eyed the deer at his feet, a decent-sized meal for the group, now that she'd gotten a better look at the poor creature. "Nice hunt, Brad. Everyone should be thrilled when they see the size of this thing, and just in time too. I'm starving," she said with a wide smile, her own stomach growling at the thought of food. She had skipped dinner the night before in order to do a little more exploring in the wilderness.

At the suggestion that they bring it back, she nodded, taking it as an invitation for her to help. She was clueless as to whether or not he intended that, but it didn't matter. "Alright. Let me help you with that," she insisted, bending over to lift up the front legs of the animal. Her strength as a Tartarus child was alarming to most and Brad had the same strength. He didn't need her help and she knew it, but she wasn't giving him an option. She wanted to show that she was strong too and that she wasn't going anywhere, no matter how hard he tried to push her away.

|:| F i n n i a n |:|
:: Son of Tartatus :: Twelve :: Asexual :: Tags: None ::

[[ I have no muse for Finnian right this second. Anyone want to rp with a cynical, creepy twelve-year-old? ]

[butteryPopcorn]

Blanking on what to do with Beckham, he's open for anyone c:

code later.//

Yawning cavernously and patting himself on the head in an attempt to tame his wild bed hair, Beckham swung his legs over the side of the bed. He had another nightmare this night, though it was rather strange, and different from the similar storyline of the ones he had most of the time. He remembered only fragments, but he was sure it involved cheese. Groggily trudging into the open, he stretched his limbs, letting loose yet another vast yawn. He smacked his lips, his mouth tasted like a wet sock. The warm morning sunshine cast pale golden rays over the camp, filtering through the trees around camp. Beckham went back inside, inspecting himself in the looking glass. His tawny hair stuck straight up and splayed outwards, leaving a large crease in the middle of his head. There was an enormous cowlick above his left ear. He violently rubbed his hair as he shuffled outside, closing his green eyes in a moment of drowsiness, and promptly slamming into a tree. "Yow!" He yelped, more out of surprise than pain as bits of bark showered around him, coating his shirt in a fine dust of brown specks. He grumbled as he brushed them off. What a great start to another day in this infernal island.

[direwolf.]

ᒪ I ᒪ I ᗩ ᑎ E
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[Female] [Seventeen] [Akhlys]
[Crush; ---] [Tags; Violet, Connor]
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"Doesn't help that we're on this stupid island." Liliane muttered, but it was mostly to herself. She hated this island with a passion, yet they had not found a way to leave it. She had no idea where they were or where the furthest island was located. Swimming was out of the question. They could make a raft, but she did not trust it. Plus a small raft would not support everyone on this island. She knew why they had not left the island. At least, this was how she felt. They would not be accepted if they returned home. Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter did not accept them. If freaks did not accept other freaks then who would accept them? Though, she might be over thinking too much.
"Good, I'm hungry." She spoke, standing up and fixing the hem of her shirt.

T ᕼ O ᗰ ᗩ ᔕ
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[Male] [Eighteen] [Gaea]
[Crush; ---] [Tags; Reinette, Adam]
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Taking out his makeshift spear, Thomas walked along the shore and waited for a crab to appear. Once he saw one, he adjusted the spear before stabbing the poor creature. He had pierced right through the shell, so the creature was now limp. He lifted the spear, looking at his meal. Now he needed to make a fire and possibly kill more crabs. One small crab would not fill a bulky guy like him. Seeing his half-sister in the distance, he lifted his hand and gave a small wave. "Hey Rein! Do you want to catch some crabs with me?" He called over, cupping the side of his mouth with his free hand. He lifted his spear into the air to show that he had caught one. The son of Gaea knew that his half-brother was somewhere along the beach, but he had yet to see him. He would most likely run into him while trying to find more crabs for breakfast.

Hearing his brother greet him with the unaccepted nickname, Thomas gave him a smile and playfully punched the male's shoulder. "I told you not to call me Tommy." He responded, rolling his eyes in good nature. "Want to join us? Or me- if Reinette doesn't want to get her hands dirty. I caught a crab, but we're going to be needing a lot more." He added. Lowering his spear, he plucked the dead crab off the end of it. He missed being at home where he could cook freely. He had a passion for cooking and baking, and he could not do much of that on this island. He missed his home, his kitchen. He missed his father too, of course.

[luc]

.V I O L E T.
✘ tags;; liliane, connor ✘ daughter of ahkyls ✘ female ✘ seventeen

Vi frowned slightly. It seemed that everyone on this wretched island had nightmares. The daughter of Ahklys had been on this awful plot of island for so long she could hardly remember life without them. "Those nightmares suck don't they?" she asked, hoping to make light of the conversation. Suddenly the young demigod's gaze was drawn to the door. There was a knock on it. It was no doubt Connor. The two siblings had been on the island the longest. Violet's independent and self-sustaining nature brought her through the days without him but it was a great comfort to have someone. No matter how introverted you are it was absolutely terrifying to be caught on this island.. alone... with no one. That didn't mean she didn't find pleasure in annoying him, though.
"I thought you would show up." she called out to Connor, not looking up at the door again after her gaze dropped.
"Yeah. We're going hunting." she said. "Perhaps our brother can come with us." she paused - waiting for him to reply even though it was technically directed at Liliane.

Vi sighed. "It's always the stupid island this, the stupid island that." The daughter of Ahkyls hated the island just as much as everyone else, if not more. But, she couldn't stand to think about the peril she was in. It made her a tad uncomfortable, in fact. The demigod's best defense against bad things was to not think about how crappy her life was. Which, she failed at most of the time. But, in the times she could syke herself out she found much more consolation in it than talking out her feelings over tea. "Same here, I'm starving."
Violet reached out over her own bed and grabbed her bow and arrow. The demigod's preferred weapon was a dagger but that was quite inefficient in comparison to arrow while hunting.

.B R A D L E Y.
✘ tags;; mia ✘ son of tartarus ✘ male ✘ nineteen

"Thrilled indeed." he spoke with utter calmness. In their group there was far too many people that were too weak-willed to hunt. Which he found frustrating. Sure, they were killing animals. But, that was just it, the animals were only animals. He had done worse and felt less bad. Plus, even if he weren't so cold-blooded after the four years he had been here Brad was sure he would have cracked and started killing for food.
Mia was right - if they split this deer into small portions then everybody could have something to eat.
Bradley almost said that there was no need to help him. But, he sensed that wasn't the reason she was helping him. So Brad went along with it, knowing there was no other way to get her off his back than to let her help him. "Alright."
Both of them had alarming amounts of strength for their build. Which was because they were children of Tartarus, which made them unnaturally strong. Both he and Mia could lift far more then the average human. Something that as he went through childhood surprised most of the adults around him.