The Island of All Worlds, a mixed fandom roleplay.

[root.]

{If you change her age, Visas can be accepted still.}

[aberrant.]

( i did, i changed it to 18 from 20 somethin' and you said it was fine, but if i must, I will change it)

[.Middy.]

Sirius looked around before heading off into the trees.

[Sesame]

Will ran haphazardly through the forest, ignoring the painful lashings of the branches and undergrowth. The barking from the dogs that were chasing him always seemed to be right at his heels, so there was no chance of escaping up a tree. There was a snap from a branch that whipped across his face and brought tears to his eyes, but he continued on. Better to face a stinging branch than a bunch of angry Scotti. After awhile, the sound of the dogs died down, and he slowed to a walk, panting a bit. He was probably going to have to face those Scotti again when he crossed the border, and it was better to save your energy while you could. He was taking deep breaths to slow down his racing heart when he first smelled it. Is that...? No, it couldn't be. He sniffed again, and had to admit that it smelled like...the ocean? It only took a few minutes before the trees suddenly stopped and he found himself on a beach. How in the world...? I couldn't have run that far. He turned and looked behind him, but the trees had changed into a tangle of leaves and vines whereas before they were stately and solumn pines. What just happened?

Ella snorted once and rolled over, smiling sleepily to herself. She was having the most wonderful dream, chock full of fairies, gnomes, and the like. It was probably time to get up, and she could tell from the sun on her skin that she had probably slept in late. She could still remember the dream, but it was only fading from memory. With a groan, she sat up and rubbed her eyes, yawning widely. It was in mid-yawn that she suddenly realized just where she was. She froze, then slowly looked around. She was on the ground in a sun-lit forest. More importantly, she was not where she had last left herself. Now very confused, she got to her feet. Is this still a dream? Not likely. She could hear all sorts of sounds coming from the forest, and, when she reached back, she could feel the dead leaves in her hair. There must be a good explanation of all this, she thought as she marched off into the woods, determined to find out just where she was.

Otto Malpense watched with mild curiousity a girl wake up and stomp along the beach. From his position on the other side of the small cove, he couldn't exactly make out details, but it was clear that the girl was...odd. She wore a style of clothes that could've been called Chinese, if not for subtle differences like the length of the shirt and pants. He shrugged to himself. Shelby would know. She is the self-titled fasion queen, after all. Then again, Shelby wasn't here. And neither were the rest of his friends. Whatever was happening here was very strange, indeed.

((Wow, I didn't mean to write that much, but I'm SO EXCITED! And a little hyper. *sigh* Too much popcorn.))

[.Middy.]

Sirius suddenly remembered that he was a wanted murderer and shifted into his dog form looking at his coat, he could tell the youth had came back to this form as well. He took off quickly through the trees breaking out onto a beach and looking around confused.

[aberrant.]

(what if i change her age to 17 or 16?)

[aberrant.]

(never mind, I just won't join, Visas is like 23, not 16, buh bye)

[RainbowLeos]

(Oh my........anything important happen while I was gone?)

[superbia]

• cheshire • ♂ • nineteen • single •

m o o d;; - calm to an extent.
l o c a t i o n;; - "cheshire sees sand and salty, salty water."
s p e c i f i c s;; - he's got a thing for this sand, but
is slowly growing hungry. he'll have to find something soon.

The sun was warm, the day was reaching it's peak, and the gentle sounds of the tides swooping near the shore calmed the cat as he unwound, 'paws' crossed, and body curled in the sand. His condescending red eye stayed open, as Cheshire knew nothing of this island; anything could jump out at any time. He had to stay at least the slightest bit alert. He did not want to move from the silky sand, but eventually the tide would become too much for his feline instincts to bear, and he would have to move into the brush of trees, ferns, and other various flourishing plants. What a loathed moment. Cheshire flicked his tail, little crystals of sand flying into the air from the slight force, and his expressionless face formed a smile. Then a troubling thought leaked into his head, and the smile vanished. How exactly did he end up here? Well, rushed teleportation could have easily done it, but he had no previous memories of such an event. "Nyaa," he growled in defeat, shifting from his odd curl to lay on his back and watch some of the clouds pass by. His claws sunk into the sand below him with extreme ease, his eye shutting for a moment as his body relaxed. Maybe he could get a little bit of rest before having to head into the dense area a ways beyond his resting place. As Cheshire let the rest of his muscles relax, his fell into a light sleep, that was until he awoke with chilling water lapping at his left side. "Gahh!" he yowled, jumping up with a nervous screech. His entire body jolted into a tense mess as Cheshire scrambled towards the trees. "Something could have heard you, Cheshire needs to be more quiet." he mumbled, now kicking up foliage from the canopy above him in every stride.

As he begun walking aimlessly throughout the forest, Cheshire started to become slightly hungry, which was odd at a time like this, but he did not object. 'There's no sign of humans, so finding food may be challenging.' He used the word "food" a tad too loosely. A Chain such as himself would feed on humans, but it would not kill him to go without feeding. Cheshire blinked, the scraping sound of the bells at the ends of his ribbons filling his fine feline ears. He slowly raised the ribbons, little chimes from the bells echoing for a split second, then everything was silent. Perfection on his part, and not to waste any precious time, he darted towards a thick tree trunk and began to climb. His claws dug into the bark to pull himself up until he reached a well hidden branch. The view from the branch was precisely what he needed for a quick ambush. Now, all he needed was a human target. There were voices of others calling out for help, and each of them popped in all directions, each of them different, each of them seemingly lost. Cheshire re-positioned himself on this hidden branch, his tail hanging in view, but not the rest of him. Bait. Humans like cats, mostly, so if one were to pass, they might think that there was a little cat in the tree. All he needed to do now, was wait.

[[I apologize for not posting sooner~]]

[Shuhei Hisagi]

"Kiddo-Kun, why do we have to come out into this scary jungle, forest, whatever it's called! It's cold and creepy here.." Liz complained to him, she was hugging her self, Shivering."

"Because my father gave us this mission, and outside, this forest has perfect symmetry." He stated dully, but got excited when he talked about symmetry. His hands were in his pockets.

Patty was walking next to them all, she had her cute, Maniac laugh going on as her legs were swinging up in the air, having her arms resting behind her head.

The treo, not knowingly were approaching their mission, and Toph.

(Is it Toph? Or Tophe?)