Journey to Eternity ☯Element-Shifters RP ☯Open ☯Accepting

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Is it to late to join?

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No, it's not)

bty, I won't be on Thurs. 24- Sun. 27)

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Username: Beanie
Name (first and last, please): Sean Fimpleton
Gender: Male
Age (between 12 and 16, otherwise please PM me): Sixteen
Talents/Flaws (Remember: No Mary/Gary Sues): He's just your average kid. He's not really skilled at anything in particular, or sucks, he's just... about as average as possible. But I guess one of the few things he prides himself somewhat in is cooking, and something he's embarrassed of his his math skills.
Looks (No anime pictures, but pictures and/or description is fine): Dusty, dark brown-blond hair that used to be cleanly shaved, but grew out a month or two ago so it tickles his ears and temples. His eyes are an average blue, not enchanting, not crystal, just in-the-middle-blue. He's about 5'10 and-you guessed it, average body type. He's not skinny or chubby, nor ripped or wimpy, he's sort of muscular, but not to the point that it's visible, and doesn't have a flat tummy, but doesn't have enough there to be called a belly.
Personality (more than one sentence at minnimum, please): He's sort of quiet, but has a cute, dorky sense of humour. Girls tend to find him weird because he doesn't socialize much with the opposite sex, and this is because he's sort of socially awkward. But if you can look past his weird quirks and sometimes weird ways of displaying his emotions, he's just a guy that wants everyone and himself to all be happy and honest.
History (optional): Average tribe kid's life. He gets teased occasionally, but nothing serious that could be considered bullying. No one really gives him a ton of thought, and he prefers it that way.
Where does this person live? (Can be living in the Tribe): Tribe
Crush (optional): N/A
Missing Anything? (optional): Kat tends to irritate even me, so I want someone I can stretch a little more. Her character isn't very dynamic xD
Other (in the rules ;D): Awesome sauce.

Kat made some sort of jumbled sound of several curse words and some other fading, resistant phrases but she was drifting asleep and it seemed to take too much effort. She curled up in a little dip in the sand and sighed. Her back arched a bit into a hump and some whiskers started to fray out of her face, along with her teeth starting to grow into tusks. She snorted and pawed at the ground.

[I am so bored i feel like making her turn something like half warthog while she's sleeping. you know you have bad writer's block when.]

{ Accepted. ^^
Can we all do with a time-skip now? Things are beginning to get boring becuase all there's to do is to sleep.
So, here we goooooo
- Time skip - }

Is it to late to join?

{ It's never too late to join. c: Feel free to fill out a skeleton whenever you feel like it, I'm always accepting }
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Sam
Sam opened her eyes, rubbing the sleepy dirt from them and blinking a few times.
She made a sound that really wasn't a word, but sort of a sound, making it kind of turn out half way inbetween.
"Ermurph."
Yes, that was it.
Getting into a cross-legged position, her right arm was a little stiff but not to the point where it was difficult to move. Silver jacket laying squashed underneath her, the fire smoking with black dead embers at the base of it, Sam glanced around. Everyone else seemed to be asleep, or rather just snoozing.
Yawning, she stretched her arms high above her head and back down again.
A small song bird chirped in the distance from the woods to her right, and the waves crashes 50 meters away; across the small stretch of white, velvetey sand. Salty air sprayed up from the crashing waves, and grew higher and higher...and then back down again, plumeting back down to the sand.
Sam closed her eyes peacfully, listening to the ebbing and flowing of the ocean; waiting for the others to wake.

[DawnBirdFlies]

What the others didn't know didn't kill them. Sayzay was far from where the others had camped. She didn't think anyone had noticed her sneaking out of camp at night, and she was quite far away now. She had been traveling for at least three hours, the sun already making her skin feel hot. She was terrified of man-eating plants and monkey as well as other such things, but she was very afraid of what was going on...and who she was. All she knew was that she was running away. To where she didn't know.

[Muhahahahahahahaha]

Mikey snored and rolled over, falling out of the boat hehad chosen to sleep in. This didn't wake him up and he continued with his peaceful slumber until his voilin case landed on his face. He grunted and sat up with a start, looking around for something that was wrong. It took him a moment to realise what happened and he glared at the case, yawning. Why did that have to happen? He didn't want to wake up yet... he rubbed his now throbbing nose and lied back down, not on the sad and resting his head on the now appreciated case.

[DawnBirdFlies]

Sayzay stopped suddenly, leaning against the nearest tree. What was she doing? Where was she going? In her haste to leave the place of her nightmares, she had landed herself in another one, this one equally as menacing. The canopies loomed over her with morbid shadows, their leaves falling on her like her decaying spirit every time the wind roared. Sayzay didn't know what to do now. Even if she wanted to get back she had no idea how. So thinking for the best, she climbed the nearest tree and rested her palms o the large trunk, allowing her eyes to droop.

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Sam clasped her fingers around some dried up seaweed and tossed it in Mikey's face.
"You...snore...like...a...bear," she grumbled, throughing a little more at him with each word. "You could have warned me."
Mikey had snored really like a bear that night, and Sam had been tossing and turning the entire time. Light circles were under her eyes, and she wasn't really a beauty queen in her....state.

[Muhahahahahahahaha]

Mikey groaned again as the seaweed hit your face. "Stop..." he muttered as he blindly threw the seaweed back in the direction he thought it came from. "And I don't snore like a bear... You're the one who snores..." he said groggily.

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Sam
Sam snorted.
"Suuuuuure. You also drool in your sleep," she chuckled softly, brushing the sandy seaweed from her hair. The sun was slowly beginning to rise just over the horizen in the distance, like a burning ember just about to spark.
Gulls flocked around lazily on the beach; just waking up, their feathers scattering in the brisk yet warm salty breeze.

[Muhahahahahahahaha]

"Do you mind explaining to me what you were doing looking at my lips close anough to see that?" Mikey asked, in the same groggy voice as he sat up, keeping his eyes closed.