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[eden .]

[ yes, very much so. ]

[ sorry about causing so much chaos guys! kfa;sldjfkas j;flaksjd;f lkja >< ]

[Zombie Skittles]

{ - its alright. No problem.
If you have any more questions, just pm me
Oh by the way guys I'm going to a friends house this afternoon and then to a dance
So I might not be able to post again till tomorrow. }

[apathy,]

[ Trixi's post. It's kind of, everywhere... ]

[{Bubbles}]

Smile⎜The Beach⎜Lights⎜Bubbles!⎜Sunset⎜Lost in Thought⎜Quiet Place⎜In The Grass⎜Going For A Walk⎜I'm Safe⎜Glitter!
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⎜The Simple Things⎜

"My name? Something that everyone should know about someone else is there name. Well my name is Faylin Arabella River, but I beg of you not to call me Faylin. Please, please just call me Fay. I do have some other nicknames that are alright for people to call as well as long as they don't call me Faylin, for example Bella and Ella. Well I was born on Noveber 20th, but I know you rather know how old I am. My current age is 17, but I guess you can say I'll be 18 soon. In case you haven't figured it out yet I am 100% female without any question about it. Anything else you would like to know about me? "

⎜Description Of Myself⎜

"Alright I guess it's time for me to give a discribtion of myself. Well I have light brown hair that falls to the middle of my back when it's loose. My eye color changes but I was born with grey eyes with flecks of pale blue in them, but the only other color they change to is green with flecks of gold. I'm tall for a girl, my height is 5'8. I'm not going to tell you my weight because that is personal, but I'm a lot lighter then 180 pounds. A have a few freackles spread across my nose. My skin color is pretty fair and I tan very easily. My clothing style? It's more relaxed and sometimes stylish. Mostly my jeans -New or Worn-, a few my jacket here and there -mainly my hoodie-, a few T-shirts or something nice, not so much dresse's but I do have one, and then some short 'short' shorts."

⎜Persona⎜

Well, She is very outgoing and shy, -but only when you first meet her-. She loves meeting new people and has a large circle of friends and acquaintances. She is always on the go and seems to have boundless energy. She is usually up for any new experience and especially loves surprises, well most of the time. She is very curious, asks a lot of questions, and is fascinated by people or things that are out of the ordinary. Because of her vivid imagination, she has many ideas a day and is great at finding creative ways of solving problems or overcoming obstacles. She loves to talk – especially about interesting possibilities. She prides herself on her uniqueness.

She is also a sensitive and empathetic person who often has accurate insights about others. She is devoted and affectionate and feel things very deeply even if she doesn’t always show it. She may also take critiscm personally and find that her feelings are hurt easily. Making decisions for her is also difficult because there are so many interesting options calling her at once.

⎜ Love Life? ⎜

"Okay before you even ask I am straight. Sorry but I'm only into guys, not the other way around. Do I have a crush or secret crush? Okay so if it's a secret shouldn't I keep it a secret? The answer me haveing any sort of a crush would be a no at the moment because well I haven't really gotten to know anyone just yet. I am also currently single, and only have one ex who I rather not talk about. I have no kids and well no I'm not married. Anything you want me to add?"
~Sorry it took me so long~

[delete please-]

|| I'm going to leave Lena alone for now, at least until some more dream weavers come by. c: ||

↳ Mᴏᴏᴅ: Inspired; Tranquil; Iɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ: No one.. yet;
Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: The woods; Lᴏᴠᴇ Iɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛ: "Why are you so interested...?"↲

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Zane soon had received his adored cup of coffee, of which he paid for immediately rather than waiting a while longer. He nodded his thanks to the server who departed, his eyes completely intent on his sketchpad, which now had the entire outline of the skyscraper, already having a three-dimensional appearance. Now, after sharpening his pencil, Zane worked on the windows, which took him only a few seconds a piece. He sipped at his coffee while his hand continued the precise strokes of the pencil, his eraser only being used to erase tiny little lines that went out of place once in a while. It was amazing how Zane was able to draw life-like sketches without much difficulty at all. Most other people in his old art class struggle to make a cube, which just takes lines, and shading is just as hard for them. His teacher had recommended him for many art contests, which he didn't participate in in high school, mainly because his parents wanted him to focus on school and piano, but now that he'd graduated, he should probably head back to that teacher and ask about that.. But that might be unlikely, as Zane doesn't exactly like to share his artwork to anyone but his sister. Hmm..

That was when Zane caught a couple of eyes on him, which made his shoulders grow rigid with discomfort. He could stand one person staring at him, but multiple people? Nope, that threw him off course. Zane glanced down at his sketchpad and blinked slowly, finding that he'd messed up on the shading on the left side of the building.. "Sh*t.." He muttered under his breath, furrowing his brows as he sighed. No use fixing that up now.. The shading wasn't exactly bad, as it made the drawing realistic still, but it was done wrong. After taking another sip from his coffee, Zane quickly fixed up the shading, and it finally looked decent enough not to irk him. The sketch had turned into a drawing, but since the image is set as a person would view it when looking upward, he'd have to do the sky and maybe surrounding buildings.. Giving a breath of approval, Zane leaned back in his seat, tucking his pencil at the top of his ear while drinking his coffee, trying to ignore the few stares that he was getting which were starting to aggravate him. Can't people look at something else? He rolled his eyes inwardly, drinking down the remains of his coffee, glancing down at his sketchpad with furrowed brows once more. The caffeine that had entered his system suddenly had him lose interest in finishing the skyscraper drawing and now had him pondering on another piece of artwork. Zane blinked and flipped onto another blank page, staring at it as though he could paint something onto it with his eyes. He was starting to get an idea on what to really draw..

Forest. Trees. Wood Nymph. Those three words that emerged within his thoughts were all it took. Zane already pictured how the drawing would look and his lips curled up into a small hint of a smile. Yes, that would be a wonderful drawing, even better when it would be turned into a painting. Immediately, Zane pulled his knit hat over his head and gathered his sketchpad and pencil, leaving behind his empty cup as he quickly strode out of the cafe, not looking to have a slow exit at all. He was going to head towards the woods, where he would have a better inspiration and a higher chance of having an even better drawing. But how would he draw a wood nymph? He would require some sort of model to be able to draw a good wood nymph, though he would be able to draw one without a model.. Eh. Zane sauntered along the sidewalk, already seeing the edge of the forest come into view. He'd probably walk through them for a while before he'd settle down on a certain position to get a clear sketch of the trees, then attempt to draw out a wood nymph that would be perfect fit for the drawing. He could have called up Veronica to possibly model for him, but as he'd mentioned previously, she was not into staying in one position for an eternity while Zane sketched.

In no time at all, Zane was walking along the forest floor, gazing up at the tree tops with a relaxed smile. Now that he was away from all other people, he could at last be more at peace without having the annoyance of having to talk to anyone.. Zane was antisocial, mainly looking to be in his own little bubble so he could draw, but he sometimes did talk. The person would have to talk to him first, though, as he didn't speak unless spoken to. He pulled out his pencil and sketchpad once more, his pale gray eyes surveying the area for the perfect area to sketch. Eventually he came across a small group of trees, where he leaned against one of the trees and looked over at them. At once, his pencil started to delicately sketch out the outlines of the trees, the branches and the leaves.. Zane was oblivious to the fact that someone(Ivy ;3) was there not too far from him, maybe a couple of meters off, but he was able to smell a faint hint of smoke.. Since he was too focused on his drawing, he didn't notice the girl that was nearby, smoking.

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[apathy,]

[ Lighter could always Role-Play with Lena. ;) I just have to work on his post. Ugh, I have no idea how to start with him. Since, he has no idea what he has to do as Number One. So, working on his post, he needs a set up. D: ]

[eden .]

[ just letting Caspar and Alex chill for a bit till there's some more ppl to talk with :3 ]

[abandoned.]

[[I have to make my formats still e.e I have Lidia & Matthew though .-.]]

[eden .]

[ Caspar is chilling and Alex is being frustrated in the cafe ]

[Destonation]

❝Travelling the road, last known is where I want to be.❞
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Leaning his head back against the tree trunk he was sitting under, Caleb sighed a heavy sigh. He wished that he had more time to talk to one of the more experience shifters. Perhaps if he could find number one, a weaver named Lighter, he believed, perhaps he could give him some help. Since he was number one, surely he had more experience? Shaking his head, he tried to get rid of these thoughts. He probably doesn't want you bothering him with these things. He's got more important stuff to do. The back of his neck scraped against the hard bark of the tree, but the fallen leaves that he had settled himself in were softer, more comfortable against his exposed arms. He had a duffel bag with some clothes back at camp, but right now he had on graphic tee and jeans. He was happy that he had decided not to wear his hoodie, because just then a refreshing breeze whipped his hair, pushing it into his face. The back of his neck was really starting to itch, the cause of the rough bark scratching him. He turned his head to look up so that he was looking up into the canopy of it.

The vibrant shades of green danced around him on the floor of the wood, caused by the bright sunlight shining through. He was mesmerized by the spectacle that nature was able to put on, and being surrounded by the tall trees was only causing him to be stunned. Never had he thought that he was going to be in a forest as beautiful as this, with others like himself not that far away. He was not that far from the main camp where the six had been living for a bit, but yet he felt like he was really far-away. He hadn't really met up with and talked to any of the other weavers, he just... Didn't know why though. He knew he probably should, but he felt so comfortable here. He was having his own little light show as well, and the breeze felt absolutely magical. The makeshift camp wasn't exactly where he wanted to spend the rest of his life, and he assumed that they were going to have to pack up and move sooner or later, since the hunters were surely trailing them. Those hunters. How did they... His initial thought was going to be how did they find his family, but it would hurt him too much to start thinking about that. If they were able to find his family, then was it possible that the hunters were already onto the small group of weavers. The thought sent shivers up his spine, and suddenly he didn't feel safe being alone. He knew deep inside that this feeling would wear off after a while, but for the time being he felt like he was being watched, not a fun feeling to have.

He got his hands under himself and pushed himself up. The leaves that had coated his pants fell off rapidly, and soon he was on his feet and ready to move. He briskly started walking through the woods towards the campsite, but not without getting lost in his thoughts again. Out there, somewhere, sometime, there must be a place where we will be safe. There must be a place where we will no longer have to fear for our lives, where we can do what we were meant for. Where we can help the world, and not have to worry about being killed by hunters who just want us dead... He put his hands in his pockets subconsciously as he walked. He stepped on a twig and it snapped, causing him to come skyrocketing out of his thoughts and back to reality. He spun around, thinking that there was someone there, but he soon realized that it was only the twig. He laughed uneasily, before turning and going back on his way to camp.

location ; the woods
tagged ; no one
mood ; uneasy
crush ; no one