A Test to Death... *Accepting*

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The new world. Azaaela.
Why are you here? Lost? No.
You were sent here too test your survival. Against life and Death.
There is a few of you. But some are not too good. They might die? Or maybe get Killed.
Around the island, you will find hideouts. With your teams. 4 in a team, 4 teams, 4 hideouts.
Not everyone will come out!

Team 1:
B~ Zac~Luna000~18
G~ Thalial~.Rebellion.~17
B~
G~ Lex~Mrs.Payne~18
Hide out:


Team 2:
B~ Blake~BeautifulBaabe!~18
G~ Brooklyn~Luna000~19
B~
G~
Hide Out:



Team 3:
B~ Jess~Mrs.Payne~18
G~ Kristen~Clove~Hunger~Games!!~16
B~ Dakota~MadHattersRevenge?~18
G~
Hide out:



Team 4:
B~ Smoke~MadHattersRevenge?~19
G~ April~BeautifulBaabe!~17
B~
G~ Jewel~shadowstorm1011~18
Hide out:


Each house has...


(x3)


(x3, Velcro-ed to wall)

(x4)

(x3)

(x5)

(4 racks of 5 of these knives)

Rules:
All of tess's rules apply!
You have too ask the person if you can kill them.
Make a few people so they can die.
Romance and Drama! Love them!
There will be two boys and two girls in each team, so you kinda have too keep genders even.

The start...
You get put in a car and they drive you into the middle of the jungle. They let you out and you get to join with you team. You have too wait until, the helicopters lift the cars into the air and you hear a long, loud beep. Now run.

Your bag…
At the start you are givin a bag with, a full water bottle, sleeping bag, rope and a knife. Also. A map of the jungle. It will also contain some food. The rest of the food will be in the hideouts. But only limited, so when it is gone. Time too start hunting.


Your outfit:
Boys:





Girls:





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Ready for the test? Well, lets see....

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April Banks


~Name~
April Banks
~Age~
17
~Gender~
Female
~Describe your self~
Tall and Strong. Doesn't way much. Long brown hair, and dark brown eyes.
~History~
She had a perfect life until this little 'Test' popped up.
~Personality~
Quiet and shy, but very bossy. Not afraid too kill.
~Team~
4
~Crush~
Open
~BF/GF~
Nope
~Other~
Hey!
~Weapon~
Bow and arrow!

Blake Jones


~Name~
Blake Banks
~Age~
18
~Gender~
Male
~Describe your self~
Medium height, normal weight. Very strong and Muscly. Hot too me! Actually, smexi! Short brown hair.
~History~
His parents split up and he got kicked out of home.
~Personality~
Cocky and sarcastic. But kind too loved ones.
~Team~
2
~Crush~
Open
~BF/GF~
Nope
~Other~
He is bi...
~Weapon~
Big guns! And normal knives!

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Kristen Welch


~Name~
Kristen Welch
~Age~
16
~Gender~
Female
~Describe your self~
Small and scrawny. Ginger hair and bright blue eyes. She has a nose ring.
~History~
She was rich, rich, RICH! She got everything!
~Personality~
Quiet, but sometimes bubbly. Very competitive!
~Team~
3
~Crush~
Open
~BF/GF~
Nope
~Other~
Nothing really!
~Weapon~
Throwing Knives

Thalia Aitken


~Name~
Thalia Aitken
~Age~
17
~Gender~
Female
~Describe your self~
Middle height, weight and strength! Died red hair and brown eyes.
~History~
She was the pretty girl in school. She was always popular, then the world when stupid and put her in this stupid thing. (Actually I love it!)
~Personality~
She is flirty and fun! But never sad! She can be a tad mean, but hey! She is pretty!
~Team~
1
~Crush~
Blake! (But will change when more people! I know the person who is RolePlaying him too well too do that!)
~BF/GF~
Nope
~Other~
Hey!
~Weapon~
Any! She prefers pistols!

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~Shayna~


~Name~
"Shayna Marie-Ann Carson, or Shayn."
~Age~
"Seventeen years young!"
~Gender~
"female..."
~Describe your self~
"Skinny blonde and blue eyes come to mind."
~History~
Being from the south, Shayna developed her Texan accent as a child and finds it hard to knock off. Her parents owned a ranch full of horses and when they got divorced, her mother remarried the sheriff, which is where Chelsie comes in at. Shayna was and is an only child, but she never really got attention she needed, so she ended up adopting Chelsie from her step dad when she was twelve. Even though she loved her dad the most, and her mom was awfully bosey and not the nicest, she was living full time with her mom, Cathy.
~Personality~
Shayn is a very strong willed and flexible, physically and mentally, girl that can weave her way in and out of things quickly. But of course she doesn't have very many manners but she loves to dance, just not to ballet because she prefers hip hop or pop music, and suprisingly doesn't really care for country music. She is the average teenage girl that goes out and partys, goes shopping in the mall, gets her nails done, and helps her friends out through good and bad. She isn't the sharpest knife in the droor, or the brightest light in the barn but she sure will make you laugh, wether she intends to or not. She reads two grads above her but has pretty much no common sence when it comes to decision making or using her nogen for usual things, like taking the sticker off an apple before eating it, yes she's forgotten to do that before. Or looking where you're running, and that's why she has a scar on her upper left arm, because it was a sharp fence. But behind all of her stupidity and cluelessness, there's a strong willed girl that just wants to have fun and be around others, and there is also a smaller girl that get frustrated and will do anything for her friends.
~Team~
"Four?"
~Crush~
"Open."
~BF/GF~
"Uh, no."
~Other~
"I have a southern draw, yes."
~Weapon~
"Bow and arrow? I don't really know."

~Lyla~


~Name~
"Delyla Arianna Willson, call me Lyla."
~Age~
"Eighteen years young."
~Gender~
"Do I look like a d*mn man? No!"
~Describe yourself~
"Tall and skinny with a pretty face, and a girl under neath that isn't afraid to fend for herself."
~History~
Lyla was born and lived for eight years in a fmaily of five, having a twin sister, Lindsey, a two year younger brother, Matthew or Matt, and two happily married parents, Renee and Bill. Her mother was a photographer, her father a good man that sold houses for living, nothing out of the ordinary. But her twin got diagnosed with lung cancer when she was seven because the neihbors next store always smoking, and Lindsey always wanting to go outside she breathed it in too much, so she died a year later, causing Lyla to have to defend for herself because her twin used to usually. With Renee being a photograhper, she circled the wrld, being one of the finest and capturing every good moment. For a while it was only Delyla, Matt, and her dad, but when her dad died in a car accident, her mother had to come back to make a big decision; should she give up everything and stay home with her kids or take them with, and of course she took them with, saying goodbye to all the bad memories. That was when she was eleven, so she was schooled in multiple different places, her and her brother forced to learn many languages, and her love for photography and traveling was there, and of course art, along with singing here and there. When Lyla turned sixteen her mother retired, so they went back to New York, where they'd started out, and she continued her passion for photography, artistic skills, and she studied cultures all around the world, continuing the love for travel.
~Personality~
Delyla has a few different personalities, but she is mostly fierce; meaning that if you ever mess with her that you better prepare to throw back some more mean comments. She can get very aggresive and to most girls she brings the wrong vibe when she first meets them, because she sees most girls as a threat, actually. Lyla is minipulating, too, and if she finds anyone on her bad side then prepare to be harrased or humiliated, because she's great at revenge, even if you didn't do anything. If she just meets you for the first time she can be intimadating towards you, and can be hard to get along with if you make one mistake, like throw a harsh glance in her direction or say something to make her look bad, but that's only to the girls. To boys, however, she is the first one to be a flirt and a little seductive, which makes sence with her name because it means love lore or seductive, and she does a good job at bringing it out. Being a flirt is another one of Lyla's many personalities, and she brings out the fierce side in it too, making almost any boy fall into her trap, nomatter if he has a girlfriend, is butt ugly, or is the cutest boy to get in school, she just makes it one of her things. More of her smaller personalities are being shy, a little friendly, welcoming, rude, or whatever other thing you can get out of her. But behind Lyla's flirting and fierc modes, she is a huge goof and loves to have fun and laugh with who ever she's with, but it does take a long time to get that close to her.
~Team~
"Number two."
~Crush~
"I may be a flirt, but it takes a lot to impress me."
~BF/GF~
"Single cheeto. See what I did? It's a cheeto because I don't like pringles."
~Other~
"Erm, don't think so."
~Weapon~
"I guess guns."

~Hunter~


~Name~
"Hunter Tristen Nickle."
~Age~
"Nineteen baby!"
~Gender~
"I'm a freaking chick!"
~Describe your self~
"Buff and adorable, who couldn't see that?"
~History~
Hunters history is rather mean to him, but he managed to get through it. With his parents being unhappily married together, he never learned the proper way to treat a girl, because his dad didn't, either. But because they never wanted to go through all the paper work and such they never got divorced, and there were multiple times that his dad, the one that cared most for Hunter, would leave and go go bars and sometimes not come back for a week. And by the way, Hunter was a child that wasn't ment to be, so his parents didn't really give a cr*p about him, so he never learned manners or how to treat adults. So growing up like that was very hard, and then his dads sister saw the way he was treated and cared for, and she took him in and his mom got arrested, but his dad had died in a drunk car accident by then so he didn't get to go to jail.
~Personality~
Hunter will disagree, but he is an absolute player, hitting on a few girls a week. At his old school, he would date about two different girls a week, sometimes at the same time, and dump them before they could dump him. But behind that he's a pretty nice guy and a softie, and he loves to make laughs and some would consider him a class clown, while others would say he's the bad boy type, which he is. He is daring and likes to be on the edge, and sometimes he can get a little too close to it, because he's tried some bad things because he's young, wild, and free, and by the way, that is his favorite song in the whole wide world. His favorite thing to do is have fun, and you'll probably catch him doing that very often, and he won't be ashamed at it because he enjoys it, and that's the kind of guy he is, they one tha will do just about anything if you aren't against it, and usually that's a bad thing, especially when risks are involved.
~Team~
"Numbre uno!"
~Crush~
"I've got my eye out..."
~BF/GF~
"My eye's still out.........."
~Other~
"Nope."
~Weapon~
"Anything, really, but I prefer knife throwing."

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(Baabe told me to tell you…… and I quote. Oh, he is smexi!! Accepted, will add you later! On iPod!)