Ɯнɛи ʏσʋя иαмɛ ιƨ αℓℓ ʏσʋ нαʌɛ | Only Accepting Guys

[apathy,]

{ Yup! }

[careless reality]

|| Yayyy!!! x3 I hope this is enough sentances, I wasn't sure where to start sssooo.. Volia! x3 ||

Location:Wandering the jungle, searching for the ocean.
Mood:Distressed by having lost sight of the ocean.
Interaction:None, there is no one close by that Jesse is aware of.

"No, no, no, no!!" The words spilled from her lips as she held back the screams of frustration that she longed to let loose. This had not been the plan; Jesse had only wandered into the forest to seek out shelter from the rain that pelted her tender skin through the thin jacket she had draped around her slender shoulders. Of course getting stranded on a God-forsaken island was not in her plans for summer break either, because apparently the universe thinks its more fun to wander around in a mosquito infested jungle in the rain than to be in a hotel planning next week's trip to Paris!

With a exagerated sigh, Jesse forced herself to calm down and start using the brain she was given. She thought back trying to recall when the ocean had first vanished from sight, but she could not remember. It had always been in sight, whether it just a glimpse of the ripple blue waves through the dense foliage of the trees or the wide expanse of the ocean expanding beyond the horizon like a large rippling carpet. Exasperated, she pushed on, struggling to contain the tears of frustration that prode the back of her pale blue eyes like sharp needles planted there by a mad scientest looking for a new way to torture people.

She walked abscent of mind now, simply walking with the hopes that she will catch the gleam of water on the horizon, even a hint of salt on the wind that chilled her exposed face would do. She found herself now at the end of her trail which she had found near the begining of her trip. At the time she had assumed that the small line that lead between the ferns had been created by an animal of the island-prehaps a deer or something of the sort. Now she thought that the path was just her imagnation, no animal would do the loops that she had done while following this meandering path that seemed now to lead to nowhere. But it appeared her journey was at its end, for her path was now cut off by a large fallen tree which appeared to have been lying for some time now from the loss of bark and the excess of fungus. She stared definately at the monster of a tree that lay in her path. She had a choice now. Either turn back and try to find her way back to the beach which was probably the most reasonable, or she could continue on her way and try to find a way around the tree.

[apathy,]

{The jungle picture is a little too big, can you find another? }

[careless reality]

|| Okay, I found a smaller one- And it actually matches the scene better than the other! x3 ||

[apathy,]

"Ya know, when it rains, it means something bad had happened?"

Key
Pink= Sassy
Purple= Cupcake
Blue= Nemo
Whatever this color is= Jay

Mood:
Mad Unknown Unknown Unknown
Interaction:
Jagger & Nemo No one
Mel Mark & Nemo

The rain poured down onto the dry sand. Waves crashed onto the beach, not even noticing the rain trying to take it over. Fins disappearing under the waves. Leaves realesed the rain drops from their backs. The ocean spitting out sea weeds onto the beach that laid in front of them.

Nemo and Mark watched as Jay rolled into a ball to avoid talking to Sassy. Nemo.... Mark pointed out, a girl falling flat onto her face into the sand. {T&T's girl} Nemo sighed, getting to his feet and making his way towards the girl. His feet stumbling around as he walked. He couldn't really walk on sand all too well. Which, made it even harder to walk in the rain, in sand. Are you okay?? He asked alarmed, no answer. He hauled her over his shoulder and made his way to where the three were sitting. A hand moved down around her neck as he lightly set her under the large leaf. Where he was sitting. Water flattening out his messy hair. His head shook like a dog, which didn't help a thing since it wouldn't stop raining.

Mark watched as he brought the girl over, not really caring. One of those, 'Help, I'm hurt, I need a strong man to help me and to possible fall in love with' type of moments. That he always thought of. He was attracted to guys, which meant he wouldn't really go help a girl unless she was really hurt. Babe, wouldn't you think you could get some warm water from the ocean and throw it onto her? He asked Nemo, he called everyone babe, including straights like Nemo. Then she would get salt water in her mouth, causing her to dehidrate. He smarted back, sounding it out, he obviously didn't say it right. Not much of a person to pay attention in class.

Mark rolled his eyes, knowing perfectly well what he meant. Put your hand on her head, feel if she has a fever. He said, Nemo did as he asked and put his hand on her forehead. The rain had made her face to cold to feel anything. If that doesn't work, put your cheek to her forehead. You better hope she doesn't wake up. Mark laughed, Nemo did as he asked, a slight fever, but not a lot. Somewhere around, 100.3 degrees.A slight one. He replied, sitting up into the rain and looking along the beach for anyone else. Now what? He asked, turning his attention back onto the girl. She needs warmth, give her your jacket. Mark ordered, Nemo stared at him, the rain coat he was wearing kep the jecket he was wearing under it, made him warm. He snorted, quickly taking the rain jacket off, then the jacket and putting it onto the girl. There. Happy? He asked mad, soon putting the rain coat back on and feeling to cold. He only had on a thin white muscle shirt on under this. He found the rain coat on the shore, so he decided to wear it...

[free.]

You forgot me,
You forgot me.
Left me with my sins.
Cried myself to sleep each night,
Just prayin you'd come back.
Falling stars, just like my tears.
Terrified of the night,
And the dreams it would bring.
Filled with you, always you.
I cried out all my tears.

I'm changing my ways
I'm changing today.
I'll be a better friend, lover, and person.
I'll care for those who have are poor,
I'll pity those who have no heart.
I'll smile brighter, like the sun.
I'll change today,
Getting better, everyday.

- Kayla - Girl - Seventeen - Single - Mood: bitter -
_________________________________________________________________________________________

"And you're tied together
with a smile but you're
coming undone..."

Kayla sighed in complete and utter frustration, running a hand through her greasy, filthy hair. Rain poured down and soaked through her clothes, chilling her to the bone. She glared up at the sky with such venom in her sky blue eyes it might send God himself begging for mercy. She was livid with anger. Shaking her fist like a crazy woman, she let out her anger with a ferocious sounding scream. "WHY ME?! WHY IN THE WORLD? I DON"T NEED THIS!" Her voice, shrill and emotional, echoed around her. Kicking a nearby tree, and cursing in pain, she beat herself, the trees, stomped on the ground. Kayla, in other words, was in complete meltdown mood. She had totally lost it, and was having a temper tantrum. Like she was three. But at that moment, she cared for nothing but going home and curling up with a cup of hot chocolate. She just wanted to see her family and friends. To just have her old life back. She'd give up anything, anything to have that back.

But nooooo, she was stuck on this god forsaken island, for homw many freaking days until a stupid resce airplane came to get them. Ugh, what in the world could be taking so long? Hatred pouring from her very soul, she stomped out of the jungle and marched right onto the beach, and up some rocks where she promptly sat, glaring out at the ocean. Taking a deep breath and counting to ten, she tried very hard to calm herself. Putting her hair up in a bun, she closed her eyes and though of happy things for a few minutes. Feeling better, she massaged the back of her hand until she felt the anger go away. She needed to think, and be practical. Find food, forage. She didn't know how to hunt. But she could eat edible food. And build weapons and a place to stay. Shelter. Yes, she was good at making things.

But for the moment, she was going to let herself sit right here, on this rock in the pouring rain. Why? Because she felt like it, and she also needed to collect her thoughts more. She wuold need to keep in mind exactly what food she needed, and what kind of shelter she was going to make. Kayla was thinking of one up in the shelter of a tree, because god forbid a bear would go crawling around the jungle ground at night. And Kayla was in no mood to become food. So a tree shelter it was, then. Up high, and safe. Closing her eyes, the girl let her thoughts wander, a tear sliding down her cheek every now and then as she thought of home. Oh how terribly she missed it.

[longlive]

▂▃▅▆█

♬ Mitch

'I know you feel where I'm coming from
Regardless of the things in my past that I've done'

I never really was a grouchy person. But today was an exception. I mean like who wouldn't be grouchy when your plane just crashed and your stuck on an island full of animals in the middle of an ocean? I mean we're not like the Stone Age who's good at inventing or like the Egyptians who are also good at inventing. And in the middle of this horror, it was also raining. Cold, icy rain. I pulled my black hood over my head and looked around. I could here people screaming or shouting about their misfortune. But I chose to stay quiet. I looked over where people were standing or huddling around a girl who seemed like she just fainted. Well who wouldn't want to faint here? I much rather live in a world of blackness and no feeling than living in this island. I didn't know what to do. I was only just a kid, almost a teen, but with so much to learn. I mean sure, those teens had such a long life to live too- but I had an even longer. I glared over to a girl that had just shouted about why this had to happen to her. I could tell she was older. I saw tears slide from her eyes, but I could tell she was trying to hold them back. I shrugged and then sat down, letting myself sit in the rain and wait and wonder if someone would ever save me.

I shivered and placed my arms over my shoulders. It was getting cold now, my favorite black hoodie couldn't even take away the raindrops. I sighed and looked around for someone to talk to or just let them become my friend until this nightmare ended. I turned to the girl who was older than me and who was sitting on a rock (Kayla). She seemed as lonely as I was. "Hi." The simple word came out as a mutter, but I didn't repeat. I was in no mood to talk even though I wanted someone to talk too. Strange, I know.

[baestille]

Location: wandering in the rain, searching for sea shore.
Mood: lost. distressed for having been lost on a boat crash, and is upset she cant find the other
Interaction: none, nobody is near cora that she is aware of. maybe some wild animals but nothing more.

loѕт ιи тнιѕ ρlαcє
damp . cold . lost . distressed .
she wants out

Shriving like she was frozen in ice Cora stepped around stumps and fell over a few time causing some minor cuts and a few which she wouldn't stop bleeding. Blood dripped off her arm and her sock was becoming damp with blood. Her leg was sore and her shoe was becoming muddy inside and out, when she almost stepped on it. "Danmit." Her usual soft voice was now only a mumble and slightly rough. A baby monkey starred up at her shaking with fear, its brown eyes getting bigger at the second. Cora noticed it was looking at her, and bent over slightly sticking out her hand, and two her surprise it lightly grabbed it and clung on tightly, moving to her shirt and wrapped her arm around it. Cora sighed softly un-clinging the monkey and setting it on her other arm, and walking until she reached an area where monkeys could be seen in the lush. She set the monkey down and watched run off, squeaking once her twice as it did. Cora was only getting worse, her arm was swelling and her legs where becoming frozen.


As soon as she reached flat surface, she began jogging across the beach searching for a pool of water, to wash out of her arm. When she began hearing voices, she pulled of onto muddy ground to run faster, and slipped once her twice. Slowly starting to walk again she fell onto the sand slowly sitting up, seeing that others were around. Not only was she excited about finding others, but she was starting feel worse. Slowly flash backs came to her, the boat crashing, getting scattered wandering off and how much she was missing home. Cora stood up slowly walking towards the ocean and setting her arm into the crashing waves. The burning sensation was dull, and hurt like mad, but the swelling went down after a few minutes and began to stop bleeding. She pulled her arm the air hitting it drying it off, and the raindrops clearing it up. She soon noticed the others were helping a girl in the sand and went over to help. " Anything I can do?" She asked with a fake smile.
Yet soon it became real.

{[ sorry its sucky i have family over and i really wanted to post, ill do better next time, im also out of muse c;]}

[free.]

You forgot me,
You forgot me.
Left me with my sins.
Cried myself to sleep each night,
Just prayin you'd come back.
Falling stars, just like my tears.
Terrified of the night,
And the dreams it would bring.
Filled with you, always you.
I cried out all my tears.

I'm changing my ways
I'm changing today.
I'll be a better friend, lover, and person.
I'll care for those who have are poor,
I'll pity those who have no heart.
I'll smile brighter, like the sun.
I'll change today,
Getting better, everyday.

- Kayla - Girl - Seventeen - Single - Mood: bitter -
_________________________________________________________________________________________

"And you're tied together
with a smile but you're
coming undone..."

Glancing over, the brunette, blue eyed girl laid eyes on a boy. Perhaps a year or so younger than her. Oh whatever, it didn't matter. They were all stuck on this island together. Plus, she wasn't like one of those weird chics who was a beotch to anyone younger than her. She had a lot of friends who were either younger or older. Hastily wiping away any tears, she smiled a rather small, pitiful smile. It was the best she could do. After all, who in the world felt like smiling when their plane has crashed and their life been ruined. She cooted over, turning to face him. She didn't want to be rude by merely looking out at the ocean while they spoke. Watching him, she could tell he wasn't in a great mood with the rain. But he seemed like a quieter type about it, not all screaming like Kayla had been a few moments ago. She felt properly ashamed of herself, acting like she was three. She knew better. And plus, she should have been thinking about shelter and food. She'd read enough survival books, and she knew what types of wild food was edible.

"Hello." SHe replied to his small hi. Brushing a strand of loose hair form her face, Kayla attempted bravely at a normal conversation, in such an odd predicament. "I'm Kayla, who are you?' She asked, rightly and truly curious. He seemed nice enough, I mean to come up and talk to her when everyone was in such a bad mood.

[indefinite.]

- M e l a n i e -
~ Female - Human - 17 years ~
- "Where have all the good men gone?" --

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
He's gotta be sure, he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life, larger than life
~ Ella Mae Bowen

Crush: No one spikes her interest at the moment. Check back later.
Mood: Mel is pretty anxious right now.
Location: Melanie is out in the rain.
Interaction: She is with Nemo and Mark.

Melanie blinked open her eyes, a small moan coming from her throat. She could no longer feel the rain drops splattering her skin, but she could still hear the drops plop down onto the sand. Mel also heard voices, ones unknown to her. Melanie's vision slowly cleared and she saw two faces peering down at her.

Melanie jolted upright, using her arms as support as she rested back on them. Her palms of her hands sunk down into the damp sand, though she didnt quite notice. Her eyes were narrowed at the two boys. Her lips were pursed and her brunette hair clung to her cheeks and neck. Her clothes hugged her tightly, making her feel even more awkward as she already was. With the two of them staring at her with blank expressions, she felt like a bug under a microscope.

"Ummm.." was all she spoke, eyes darting betwen the two. She looked up, seeing that she was under the canopy of a palm tree. Her body was freezing, and she shivered. She curled her arms up to her chest, almost like she were hugging them, and realized she was wearing a jacket, one that wasnt hers. She tucked her arms inside it frantically, sliding the zipper up after putting her arms into it. It felt warm, the safest thing she had felt since she got here.

{{This is so clique but whatever XD }}