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[koegami]

[ If I must, I shall play the photographer. I don't mind, I can play two characters.
But I wanted to start yesterday, but I was grounded. I hope to start today,
or tomorrow. That ok everyone?. ]

[Asherwy]

It's fine, a pity that no one was interested }}

[koegami]

[ I shall play the photographer. ]

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[ for my usage only. ]

his name is cayden. cayden jacob ferris. cay is his nickname. he is about the age of 17 and loving every minuet of it. cay is a male. and completely male. no female in him. none. unlike the others, he has a crush on the musician. and a bad one at that. his personality is easy. he is the The photographer. Talented in taking beautiful pictures with his trusty camera, and being the kind of person who flirts constantly. Trying to impression everyone, and I mean everyone. The photographer has a slight fear of spiders. Absolutely hates them. The Camera the photographer carries around, is a special camera. It was a present on his birthday. And he never got rid of the camera since then. The photographer quite the jokester. If theirs always a bad situation, He'll Joke about it, trying to lighten-up the mood and keep everyone calm. And get a laugh out of it too. His personality is a mix. As in he can go from nice and relaxed, to, tense and Angry fairly quickly. He has a secret crush on someone on the Dream Team. But, do you know who? The Athlete knows who, but he's good at keeping secrets. Photography is His life, a sudden passion that came from when he was a kid. The first time he pressed the button to take a picture, was the first day the photographer realized his dream. his appearance is simple. he has stormy grey eyes and a fair skin tone. he doesn't have scars unlike the athlete, and is pretty thin. not too bad though. he wears a black t-shirt with a puppy with sunglasses and crossed paws on it that says "dawg" as a caption. he wears a jean-fabric jacket over that and wears jean capris. he usually has his camera with him in his leather bag, alone with some extra stuff for his "baby". he doesn't have piercings or any other accessories on him, but he does have a dream-catcher tattoo on his left shoulder blade. his history is simple. he had a very good life up until he started school, then he was bullied by a few kids in his grade because he was always so well-natured. he, when he was in 8th grade, gave up on life, and when he hit high-school, he was ready to quit. completely. the think that kept him going was the camera. and he's always loved it.

[Asherwy]

When are we starting? }}

[koegami]

[ once I get home from school. I'll finish the form, but you can post when you want. ]

[Asherwy]

Alright }}

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ｔｈｅ ａｒｔｉｓｔ

Everything was numb, her entire body was numb, even her thoughts were numb. There was no feeling anywhere at all, she had forgotten who she was, what she was doing and how she was alive. High pitched ringing in her ears reminded her of a noise that she had heard not so long ago, a different sound that the ringing, the sound of something falling. First, memory seemed to collide with her brain, a splitting headache that no one would want even though it only lasted for a moment. The plane crash, the noise, her friends and her name. Ashen Nefara. She repeated it in her head to calm down, reassurance that everything was alright. But it wasn't alright. After the memory, came the pain. Exceptionally excruciating pain was in the side of her waist to the left, looking down she realised that she was still buckled up in her seat. Only, the buckle was embedded in her skin. Slowly taking hold of the buckle that was causing the discomforting sensation, she pulled, flinching as it inflicted more torment than she had thought. Shutting her eyes as if it would lessen the amount of agony she felt, she gave it one final tug and it slipped out. Clutching the wound with both hands, the girl slid out of the seat and landed with a thump on the ground. Glancing around, the first thought that came into her mind was, Where are my friends?

[koegami]

[ sadly, i'm such a terrible procrastinator. i'll do the form this weekend when i have more time. ]

xoo ｃａｙｄｅｎ ｆｅｒｒｉｓ [ｃａｙ]

mood: worried ; frantic | location: outside the plane | occupation: Photographer

cayden woke up, his ears ringing from the 'wonderful ride' he had just so painfully endured. he looked around, noticing that everything was so incredibly blurry. everything was hard to make out, and that's when he got very worried. his arms moved in quick movements, as he fumbled and fidgeted with the buckle that held him in place, and kept him alive through that nasty ride. he heard the joyous 'click' of the buckle as it un-attached him from the seat he had been setting in moments before. cayden gasped as he looked at his hands, no longer clean, but tainted with the red color of blood, a few small cuts in his hands, still bleeding. bleeding his blood. looking around, he stood up, wobbling as he felt like his legs were going to give out from under him. moving from his seat towards the edge of the destroyed plane, he noticed that his friend was already out there. "where is everyone else?" he asked Ashen, walking closer to his friend, before loosing his footing and falling off the plane and into the sand. groaning, he stood up, looking at her with stormy grey eyes, that had the hint of worry mixed into them.

xoo ａｌｅｉｇｈａｎｄｒｏ [ｌｕｋａ]

mood: lost ; in pain | location: lost in the jungle | occupation: Athlete

luka groaned, waking up, as he found himself laying face first in an unknown forest. he pulled himself up, from the forest floor, arms and legs shaking. he hissed in pain as he felt a sharp spike of pain shoot through his right leg, and end somewhere near his shoulder. standing up, more like hunching over, he took a few breaths, groaning once again as the pain shot through him once more. luka shook his head, trying to clear away that horrid feeling, and trying to get his bearings as well. standing up, or well trying to anyway, he leaned against a tree, using it as a support. he took one small step, before actually crying out as he felt that pain intensify. giving up, he sat back down and rubbed his right leg, noticing the gash that started it all. looking around, he wasn't sure where he was at, or what happened to the others, but he was determined to find them and figure it out.

[Asherwy]

Sorry it took so long, when is dementor getting her form up? }}

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ｔｈｅ ａｒｔｉｓｔ

Pale grey eyes blinked, still taking in the reality of what had just happened. Movement in the corner of her eye drew the auburn haired girl to the source of life, a gasp clasping her throat at the sight of her beat-up friend. Her friend fell off the plane wreckage, landing heavily in the sand with a thump. Feeling idiotic since she didn't event try to lean over and help, she returned his gaze with relief replacing the concern in Cay's. She couldn't necessarily climb down the ruined, burning plane so she jumped down, trying to land as softly as she could. Unfortunately it didn't help, her legs were shaky and buckled when she landed on the ash-covered sand. "Hrrk." Grunting quietly at a sudden pang in her waist, she was still clutching it so it wouldn't bleed as much. Kneeling in the sand, she looked back up at Cay, managing a small painful smile. "I'm okay. I haven't seen anyone other than you."

[koegami]

[ that's alright. and from what she told me, she's getting therapy for a broken arm.
so not for awhile. i'm still trying to figure out where her form is exactly, she has
one done, but... yeah. their's too many to look through. i will take a looksie and
find one tonight. my post will be coming later tonight, when i can have my tablet.]

[-- .Lupus ]

[koegami]

xoo ｃａｙｄｅｎ ｆｅｒｒｉｓ [ｃａｙ]

mood: worried ; calmer | location: outside the plane | occupation: Photographer

cay sighed, a worried sigh, as he looked at his friend. "you alright. you don't seem it." he replied, shaking his head and cursing under his breath. "that isn't good. were missing two of our friends" he added, looking around the beach, hoping for some sign or clue to his friends' absence. he gasped softly, as he noticed that she was bleeding. 'she's bleeding, and i don't know hoe to help her.' he thought, feeling that familiar feeling of uselessness. 'we lost all of our luggage on the plane. our cellphones will be of no usage, and our pilots dead. what now.' he thought with a cold look in his eyes. he shook his head shaking that feeling off, and he returned to the worried self he had been minuets before. "well we need to go find out friends, then find some place safe to stay, and we aren't going to do all that sitting around here." he announced finally, standing up and walking, - more like stumbling -, as he walked towards the forest.

xoo ａｌｅｉｇｈａｎｄｒｏ [ｌｕｋａ]

mood: dizzy ; in pain | location: lost in the jungle | occupation: Athlete

his leg killed, and was getting nauseous from the pain in his leg. he groaned and doubled over in his current sitting position, wrapping his arms around his stomach. feeling the bile rise in his throat, he shook his head, and tried to forget the feeling of pain. he sighed and picked himself up off the ground, crying out as the pain shot through him again. but he was determined to keep going, until he passed out. keeping at a slow walk, he continued to move slowly, using the trees' as a support and a brace, he continued to walk. he was sure that his leg wasn't broken, just cut up and sore, and he hoped that it was just that. "cayden? ashen? you there?" he called out with a cracked voice, one cracked with pain. he looked around, trying to search for them, but he started getting light-headed. falling, he passed out from the pain, although he didn't know it, he was very close to the beach, the crash-sight, and his friends.