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✶ - - - ＴＨＥ ＢＡＳＩＣＳ

name: just neoma
pronounced: nee-ohh-mah
nicknames: nee, oma, ma
meanings: the name "neoma" means "new moon"
and "new month" in ancient greek.
age: looks twenty years old
gender: female
birthdate: unknown
species: water nymph

✶ - - - ＭＥＲＥＬＹ ＡＰＰＥＡＲＡＮＣＥ

weight: one hundred and eleven pounds.
height: five feet, seven inches.
hair: her hair has always been a very light shade
of mocha, chocolate brown.
eyes: storm grey
bust: 24b
build: nimble and slender.
skin: her skin is an olive tone.

✶ - - - ＡＬＬ ＡＢＯＵＴ ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ

best traits: spirited, passionate, daring, highly
optimistic, curious, elegant
worst traits: sarcastic, defensive, curt, intense,
stinging, deceptive, opinionated
fears: the sailors not taking her with them
secrets: she never takes her own advice

✶ - - - ＢＲＡＶＩＮＧ ＬＯＶＥ

past relationships: a few
current relationship(s): none
crush(es): tate
friend(s): kallisto, seamus
enemy: foster

format goes to carrie dee.

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xxxname: cressida
xxxage: eighteen
xxxspecies: land nymph
xxxin a word: grounded

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xxxhair: light brown
xxxeyes: blue-gray
xxxheight: 5'4"
xxxvision: normal
xxxhearing: deaf in r. ear
xxxfav. feature: her hair

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xxxpowers: talking to &
xxxunderstanding animals;
xxxquite agile
xxxtraits: polite, logical,
xxxstern, blunt, stoic,
xxx'reserved
xxxthoughts: doesn't trust
xxxsailors, thinks poorly of
xxxthose who do
xxxfriends: foster, aristelle
xxxcrush: possibly seamus,
xxxalthough he annoys her
xxxto no end
xxx'hates: seamus, ebelina

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cressida has not yet grown tired
of the island. while some of the
other nymphs long for a change of
scenery, she is fine where she is,
away from the harsh world. she's
the nymph of land. the island - a
place teeming with fauna of every
kind - is an amazing place for one
who enjoys talking to animals. and
even though she'd never admit it,
cressida's scared of the unknown.
she'd like to stay where she's been
for most of her life, thank you very
much. even though the captain of
the ship, seamus, is always trying
to convince them to leave, cressida
stands firm in her position even as
the other sway. it's not going to be
anything seamus does that will con-
vince her to leave, because he's an
annoying brat and she hates him. a
lot. right? well, what other possibi-
lity is there? because there's no way
cressida is falling for a mere human.

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past relationships: she's
never had a relationship
before.
current relationship: none
crush: hudson
friends: cressida, hudson
enemies: none, but she gets
the feeling tate doesn't like
her.
family: none, but she
considers some of the nymphs
family.

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full name: aristelle
celeste skye
nicknames: ari, elle
gender: female
age: looks 18

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positive traits: altruistic,
shy, patient, innocent,
understanding, softhearted
negative traits: naïve,
easily persuaded

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ari is the most innocent one out of the five. she's patient,
naive and extremely shy. she's the divine spirit of the clouds,
stars and sky, so she can control the wind and the weather.
ari is unsure of the sailors but is considered the easiest to
manipulate or persuade.
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[shay ;]

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✦ ✦ ✦ DESERVE IT ？？
XXfull name: ebelina
XXpronunciation: ehbel/ina
XXmeaning: ebelina means
XX'uncertain, possibly desired'
XXnicknames: bel, lina
XXage: looks twenty-one
XXfirst impression: the cold one
XXtheme song: 'living dead'
XXby marina & the diamonds

XXweight: 132 lbs.
XXheight: 5'7"
XXhair: dirty blonde
XXeyes: green
XXskin: tan

XXmain traits: cautious
XXthe good: brutally honest,
XXsophisticated, clever, witty
XXthe bad: headstrong, flippant
XXrealistic, deceitful, cunning
XXpowers: resurgence

XXr. status: single
XXcrush: foster
XXfriends: kallisto, vic
XXenemies: cressida, tate
XXfamily: the nymphs

[wallflower.]

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meet foster harmon, the twenty one year old first mate. to those he's close to, he's
called Fos. the boy has grown familiar with the sea, spending most of his late teens
aboard one ship or another. to those he isn't close to, his time on the ocean if simply
because he loves it- which is true. it's maybe the single place he feels truly at home.
the tranquility on a calm day, and the intensity of a storm. only a few know the real
reason he dropped everything to climb aboard the pirate ship. Foster had trouble
at home since his mother left his father. his younger sister went with his mum, and
he was left to his dad. the two girl relations haven't seen foster since. he doesn't know
what's happened to them. his father's temper, views, attitude, girlfriends - all of
these factors made Jonathan harmon a bad man. the moment he was old enough,
foster escaped- and where better to go than the sea? but after a few years, the thrill
evaporates. he remains regretful of his empty childhood, guilty of the things that
happened back home. he hopes to find something better to live for. as well as being the
solemn first mate, he is also a good friend, lively and laid back when he wants to be.
his opinion on things often changes, as he is easily persuaded.

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[aurie]

[ all spots have been filled, thank you!
unposted forms and unfinished forms must be done by tomorrow because i'll be starting tomorrow or friday night.[/list]

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vic maldonado: the pirate, captured and held against his will.
vic was captured by the crew aboard captain seamus romero's
ship, a gentleman who he thus has strong feelings of dislike
towards, after he made an attempt to go rogue. quite clearly,
the attempt was far from successful. vic is a temperamental
lad of twenty-three: tough, taunting and stubborn, he has made
it his mission to sway the nymph's opinions of the sailors away
from acceptance. there are two of the nymphs that have caught
his eye, though. the two beautiful ladies kalisto and ebelina.
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ＴＨＥ ＳＡＬＴ ＡＩＲ'Ｓ ＣＡＴＣＨＩＮＧ Ａ

[aurie]

[alright, i'm starting us off. pretty basic beginning, with them finding the guys 'n stuff.
@deffs - you have to finish your form before you post. if it isn't done by tomorrow i'll have to give neoma to someone else xc
if this gets anywhere i'll make a discussion thread or something. idk.

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ｔｈｅ ｐｌａｎｔ ｎｙｍｐｈ
x. currently feeling curious
x. she's at the island beach
x. with all the sailors, thinking
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it wasn't everyday you came across five bodies and a bunch of debris scattered across the beach. especially not the one here, kallisto knew from the moment she laid eyes on the wreckage that something was going to change. she had felt like that a lot recently, always hoping that the gods would send them something interesting and new. her endless prayers were finally answered and was laying where the tide met land. kallisto didn't emerge out of the leaves at first because she knew that there could be something dangerous out there. that's what she's been taught for what has seemed like forever. mankind was high up on cressida's "top ten things to avoid at all costs" list. which was a bit dumb considering they've been sheltered on a pathetic little island their entire lives. there was no danger among the sandy shore, not anymore.

it seemed like kallisto was the only one so far who had even noticed anything was out of place. then again, she hadn't seen neoma or ebelina or anybody else yet this morning. getting up early was kind of her thing. she enjoyed watching and assisting the flowers to bloom as dawn approached. surprisingly enough, the red headed nymph still managed to find beauty in the things she saw day after day. her attention had been drawn away from the new arrivals for a moment, to watch curiously as her presence caused a berry patch to erupt in colorful blue speckles. it was only when she glanced back that she realized there was movement out on the beach. it crossed her mind to go and see if they were injured, since she would probably be able to fix a few scratches. kallisto nearly ran out onto the white hot sand before she hesitated once more. maybe it was best to find someone else to come with her. perhaps not, there was a possibility that the other four nymphs would rather keep their distance.

[shay ;]

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tagged; kallisto [s], foster, cressida [t]

ebelina wasn't a morning person, she made sure everyone knew it. the grumpy attitude she had each time she woke up wasn't hard to miss. this time, she was not the last to wake, but surprisingly the second. she could see kallisto was gone as usual, probably wandering around somewhere. after rolling out of bed, the blonde headed out to the beach, her feet digging into the hot sand, waves crashing on the rocks extending out into the ocean.
minutes pased, ebelina came across some wreckage, soon finding kallisto with a few bodies. "what is this?" she called out, slowly making her way to her ginger friend, maneuvering around the pieces of what looked like a boat. when finally close enough to see who or what kallisto was looking at, she realized it were men. men, she though, it was the one and only thing cressida and ebelina had in common, they both knew mankind was trouble. "are they dead?" she asked, leaning over one of them. all of a sudden, she could feel butterflies in her stomach, it was an unusual feeling for bel, because that had never happened before. knowing her cold-hearted self, she wanted it to stop badly.
not even checking for a pulse, the girl glanced at her friend, "they look dead to me, let's bury them or something." she quickly announced, hoping none of them would wake up. she could tell they were alive, the nymph was very familiar with what a dead creature looks like, having the power of resurrection and visiting hades himself once. it was a story she never liked telling, the tale of when ebelina died.

[wallflower.]

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tagged; ebelina, kallisto

xxxxxxFoster lay on the burning white sand with his murky green eyes closed. he had take a small beating during the wreck - nothing too major, but nevertheless he was feeling battered. a few bruises were settling on his arms and legs, and there was a small slice in his skin, running from his cheekbones and just touching his lips. he was in a kind of state where he wasn't sure if he was alive. his surroundings seemed to rock violently, even if he hadn't opened his eyes yet. all sounds seemed distant, the steady beat of the waves among the shore sounded like it was behind glass. the only thing he could hear clearly was the intense ringing in his ears. and he wasn't extremely conscious of that, either. so he just lay there, sprawled out on the sand, slipping in and out of darkness.

it was some time later that he heard voices. the crew is okay! he thought, assuming the hushed feminine voices belonged to his friends. well, the people he had been on the ship with. it was only when he heard the comment about burying him did he perk up, sensing someone leaning over him. the man's head twitched. "i'm alive?" he half asked, his voice heavy with exhaustion. somehow he managed to crack open an eyelid. the island's bright sun jumped at him, sharpening his senses as his hands rushed to cover the sudden light. "I'm very much alive." he croaked, his hand shielding the light as he squinted up at the two, very beautiful, faces. "or maybe i am dead and you're both angels!?" this time he managed to push himself up. the brunet could see the bodies of fellow sailors surrounding him. a few looked fine, though no one else seemed to be moving. others didn't look as good. although the comment was a joke, foster half hoped it was true, and half didn't. death seemed like an easy way out, a sudden end to a life of nothing. but it also seemed like a full stop. that was him gone, forever. he was still seeking a purpose, desperately. an adventure, or something to anchor down to- he wasn't sure, but he knew he needed something. anything.