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You wake up to chaos, screams pounding in your ears. You see a desperate mother clinging to her child,
and hear a whimper of fright muffled behind you. As you look back you see a flames licking at the seats
a couple of meters away, and coming closer. The plane that the airline promised you that it was
uncrashable, began to shake and you hear a buzz as a microphone turns on. You look about as a voice
penetrates the chaos around you. "Ladies and Gent's, we have experienced a slight engine failure and we — "
The captain's voice suddenly cut off and you lurched forwards into pitch blackness.

You open your eyes to see a mass of foliage and branches.You quickly discover that your on your back,
and start panting. Wild eyed you look around you, and you slowly recall what happened those few hours ago.
The fatal screams, the failure of an engine, the falling sensation...than nothing. Panic slowly grips you; you
scream, cry or simply stay still in shock. There you are stranded on a desert island, without no help and
possibility that your on your own, with only dead bodies to live with. You grimace at the thought. You hear
a rustle of leaves and wizened old man appears into view. He hurries up to you and you black out.

Blearily you open you eyes and you feel suddenly much better. Your throat feels no longer parched and a pile
of fruit lays on a group of banana leaves. You think about the old man, but dismiss it in a flash. It was just
your mind playing tricks on you, you thought, just mere hallucinations.

Just how very wrong you were.

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There's a creek either side of the island which has its own difficulties
to get to. The one on the south side is home to crocodiles and it has a possibility
of an Un-known species that can kill. The one on the North side is on a treacherous
cliff. Be warned, those creeks are the ONLY water supply on the island.

In the hills there are numerous caves that hold hells and heavens. Some are
home to tunnels and sleeping areas and others can be home to animals beyond your
scariest nightmares.

North, west and east are bordered by high hills ad mountains.
Each cliff is a perfect place to lift a signal fire, but how do you scale
a steep mountain that is 1,500 feet with no equipment? The south is where
crashed.

There is one beach on the south a side the stretchers the
whole Southern side of the island. It's big, wonderful and probably a
good place to start!

Nearly covering the island is a dense, mosquito
infested forest home to all you insect nightmares. This is one of the places
where you'd probably starting.

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{ • } Please be as active as possible. (: If you are inactive for five or
more days without telling me a reason, I'll have to remove you. ):

{ • } This is semi-lit. My rules for it is; one-two paragraphs or more each post.
Each paragraph needs at least six or more sentences. :3 I don't want to have to do it,
but if I see you are not being literate enough, I will have to ask you to leave the
role-play.

{ • } Please do use your own forum, and please make it pretty but readable
at the same time. With that you're only allowed to make one character,
and if we need to balance up the genders, you can make two.
I will only have space for ten people — five girls and five boys. If people really
want to join when the spaces are filled I might extend the limit, but for the
moment 10 only.


{ • } Along with the forums, I also expect you to make you posts pretty,
it only takes a couple of minuets here and there. No neon colours
because it hurts the eyes.

{ • } Just to check you read the rules put Running wolf
in your forum.

{ • } Not to much drama, by this I mean don't be begging for your character
to have constant attention. You're character isn't "extra special" in any way. :3


{ • } Since this is semi lit I expect good level spelling and grammar.
By this I mean six out of ten correct grammar and spelling.

{ • } Romance is encoraged bt not too much of it ok,
the most likey thing you'd be doing is surviving.

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{ • } B L A I R V A L E N T I N O B A L I S C O | 1 8 | " T H E, S T U B O R N, M U L E "
{ • } L A N A W I L L I A M S | 18 | " T H E , P U N K"
{ • } Pixie Bell O’Donnell | 17 | “ Upsetting "
{ • } M I S T Y B U R N S | 19 | " T H E , H I D D E N, M I R R O R "
{ • } A d d i s o n B r i s t e r |18 | "bubbly "



{ • } Mine
{ • } S a m p s o n , J a c o b s o n | 18 | P r i n c e C h a r m i n g
{ • } J A C K S O N , L E E , P E I R S O N | 1 8 | " T e m p e r m e n t a l"
{ • } C H A S E , D A V I S | 1 8 | " S P O R T Y, O N E |
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--- Blair Valentina Balasco, is that enough for you? ---

"I'm Blair, nice to meet you."


Blair Valentina Balasco are easy words to pronounce.
It's simply: Bl - air; Val - en - tino; Bal - is - co.
To be honest she not one of those people who,
when you call her by your full name, she dosn't bite your
head of. Blair was named by her older sister, Libby,
who had the opportunity to do so. Her parents name were
Vanessa and Tino - and some swapping here and there, it
created Valentina. Her mum and dad were born Italian and
have passed down their genetics onto Blair, their last name
Blalasco. Blair is fine with her ordinary name, but here and
their she enjoys Valentina.

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--- Seventeen is the age of boringness;
eighteen is the age of thrill and partying. ---


"Eighteen and proud."

It was a bitter, overcast sunday on the 8th of October
that Blair popped into the world. Rain was hammering
on the windowsill sending shadows dancing in the hospital
room, which an exhausted mother was cradling a wrinkled
baby.
The baby was called Blair; the baby was her.
Her birth was a little worrying; since she was two weeks
to late. It turned out that they needn't of worried though,
since she came out fit and healthy. Blair was a little late
to walk in her family, but no problems were caused from
that. She is intelligent for her age, and exceeds the
standard level in art and english. Her parents think it's in
the jeans, even though no one in the family possess' her
raw gift. Birthday's are just another event in her life, just
like Christmas and Easter, and like everyone else enjoy the
moment of tearing the wrapping. She's not really
expectant to get big presents, because her family is about
average in money.


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--- I'm pretty, so what? ---


"I'm a pretty girl who loves facial expressions.

When you pass her in the street, I would be lying
that you wouldn't turn your head. Because you
would; female or male, young or old. Many
people say that the reason is that she's pretty,
or that she has a face of emotion. Her ash-grey
eyes are playful; energetic; full of life;
mischievous; the list goes on and on. She wears
eyeshadow, often a smokey look. Her face has let
it's chubbiness behind in a distant memory, taking
on the role of teenager that loves to laugh. It radiates
pleasure when praised; crumples when sad; frowns
when angry and confused. This face can do many
emotions. Her raspberry coloured lips hardly ever
have lipstick on; but when she does it's often a shiny
lip gloss.
She often likes to smile, and often does it without
realising it.Not one of those strained smiles that make
you look like a weirdo but one of those carefree,
contagious ones. Her eyebrows are lightly trimmed,
making them fade into the background of her looks,
unimportant.

With a slender, tall physique that stands five foot four,
she is mostly the one who's looks up to her friends.
She's not to skinny or to fat, she an average. She can
easily be in a bikini and be proud of her figure, but
she stills have a slight chubbiness in her legs.
No one can be perfect! In her wardrobe she prefers jeans
and shorts, but she does own a fair amount of leggings .
With tops she has different kinds. Waist length; short
sleeved; long sleeved; belly button high; pink; blue green;
yellow; baggy; whatever, you name it, she'll have it. She
has to denim jackets and a brown leather coat for the
winter. She always carries her phone with her.
To be honest she is a very pretty young lady.



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--- Let yourself be who YOU are ---

I'm who I am, a stuborn mule. "

Blair is a quiet girl who's not afraid to speak what's
on her mind. She is mostly in her own little bubble,
with only a few treasured people allowed into it.
She loves to be who she is - crazy. Naturally she
disdains physical work and can be quite bossy at times
when it comes to being a leader. She can be
imaginative and curious at times, and find it hard to
take advice. Most of the time she can be a bit stubborn,
and she likes to work independently. Blair can suffer
from various mood swings that makes it quite hard to
decide if she is being mean or rude. Blair's quiet intensity is
difficult for others to understand and thus, she is on guard
for fear of being ridiculed or criticised. Most of the time
she loves the outdoors and buries herself in numerous books.
Blair also has a happy and hyper mood where he
just won't care about what people tell her to do and not to do.
It's more like a happy-go-lucky phase, where she just has a smile
glued onto her face. She'll do anything in that mood, because all
she's really thinking about is having a good time.
Blair has numerous dislikes, all in different areas...
She doesn't like beetroot; beetroot sauce, beetroot smell...all complete
no no. Hockey is also a thing that Blair has grown a dislike of, she's
horrible at it. If you see her play it — shield your eyes. Blair
hates annoying people, and people who are annoying. Blair HATES
people mispronouncing her name... Its simple guys!
Sand getting in her hair and her eyes when she's lying down on the
beach. Musicals, especially High school musical. Getting embarrassed
is a daily thing that happens to Blair. Falling over, calling a Sir
a Miss, the list goes on and on... Blair is not too keen on spiders
or school either.
Blair has a truckloads full of likes... Reading, Blair just loves
the sensation of being buried by a book — not literally though...
Photography; drawing, (mostly sketching);
winter; ice skating; listening to music; chocolate; movies; animals;
light blue and dark blue.



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--- If your bi, straight or gay, don't be afraid to tell. Be happy who you are ---

Turn ons
"A guy that appreciates who I am"
✓ sense of humour
✓ tall
✓ politeness
✓ someone who cares more about me than himself
✓ Knows when to be serious and when to be goofy
turn-offs:
“No, guys with super big egos and tiny hearts. Just no.”
✗ showing off
✗ snappy, rude, or anything similar
✗ flirtatious
✗ jocks with zero brains
✗ egocentric, selfish guys that are way too full of themselves


My love life?

Blair had really hoped it would not come to this. Um, okay, let's get
this over with. Sorry ladies, but she's straight and will probably
never change. It's just how I personally am. Love is love, right?
Anyway, she's telling this since she want to get done with this
interview as soon as possible, and therefore, Blair's in love with...
wait for it... no one! Isn't that wonderful? No, seriously, she does not
like anyone. She prefers being alone unless she were to find someone
that she would actually not mind spending every second of her life with.
She might find someone, but for now, she's a single pringle. Yay, something
even more personal! She hopes you sensed her sarcasm, but she thought
she should point it out since the person that is interviewing me because
they cannot tell if she is a guy or a girl, asking how much her weight
which is the one question you never ask a girl, asked her sexual orientation,
and now who she is in love with? Clearly, you have issues.
You really need to get a life...
She has no boyfriend, no fiancée, no husband, and certainly no kids.
Understood? Also, she is not really up for a boyfriend either. She sort of
broke up with her ex recently and *cough* still torn up about him *cough.*
So she will be sitting in a dark corner and crying overhear ex-boyfriend if you
need her. She has have dated one guy throughout high school. If this
information is confidential, she was in love and might have even called her
soul mate. Yes, she was stupid and regrets it to this day because, in the end,
he unfortunately dumped her for some other girl. Not that she is totally sure,
but she believes he cheated on her, too.”

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