↷ the lost boys

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↷ ruthie's form is here c:

[shay ;]

btw, she has a crush on charlie.

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xxfull name ;; matrona danika finley
xxnickname ;; matt
xxgender ;; female
xxage ;; seventeen
xxbirthday ;; january third
xxhometown ;; new york city, ny

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xxgood traits ;; kindness, helpful
xxbad traits ;; bitterness, sarcastic
xxmain traits ;; humor, caring
xxrarest traits ;; hatred
xxreligion ;; catholic
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xxeye color ;; hazel brown
xxhair color ;; dark brown
xxheight ;; five seven
xxweight ;; one hundred twenty-six
xxnationality ;; russian-american

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xxorientation ;; straight
xxcrush ;; nobody
xxfriends ;; everybody
xxenemies ;; nobody
xxfamily ;; parents, and
xxtwo older brothers

[chantesuta;]

xoxoname; danielle malory hernandez
xoxogender; female
xoxoage; sixteen, born 29th of july
xoxonickname; dani mostly, or mal'
xoxofaceclaim; annasophia robb
xoxorelationships; not interested in boys
xoxoother than buddies.
xoxofriends; only the loyal. family; -->

xoxohair; honey blonde
xoxoeyes;river green
xoxobuilt;sporty petite
xoxoheight; average, slightly below

xoxodreams; To find her destiny
xoxofears; that she will fail herself
xoxotalents;brave,athletic, sneaky
xoxoweakness; being hardheaded
xoxo and also somewhat sensitive
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Dani is the only girl between her two very successful
brothers. And to fault her big heart - it brought her
nowhere, as it only made her to believe her life is
boring. And instead of racing the future to find
success with that brave heart of hers, she used it
rather as in being.. reckless. Living life to the fullest.
Give her a dare - and despite her small frame,and
being almost always the baby in the group, she will
do the dare, and mostly succeed. But even though
she can be the talk of the group, is she a very quiet
and reserved figure. She does not like to mess words
and only says something when it's of utterly importance
or very valuable and worth listening to. There for,
when the baby Dani speaks - everyone listens. But
Dani.. Even though she can act well as being brave
and always up for anything, does she have a searching
heart. Often you would find her in her own company.
Preferring the quiet places.On a roof, in a tree with a
book. Wondering why she is so unsatisfied with her
rich life.. and thinking that she would like to find her
purpose. And despite everyone in general liking her,
is she a loner. Brave, but not brave enough to open
up her heart.

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[apathy,]

everything goes to indie
except for the character and pic

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full name: charlie tompson
known as: charlie
gender: male
age: twenty
other: nothing

first impression: a leader
best trait: sincere
worst trait: tenacious
dream: politically famous
fears: hurting someone

r.status: tba
eyeing: ruthie
family: parents,
two brothers
trusting: tba
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some say, he's the star you gaze
up to look at during the night,
twinkling with an undefined
beauty and too far for you to
reach. too far for you to have
as your own.

[chantesuta;]

going away for a week, sorry - it's very urgent.

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matrona finley -- seventeen -- the weird one -- xx
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While most who were stranded on an island, and thought to be so for the rest of eternity, would find sleeping in a fulfilling hobby, Matrona was not among them. She had woken up well before dawn and since then her mind had been buzzing with random, nonsensical facts ever since. It happened every so often, waking up thinking about David Bowie's birth name or how tall Brad Pitt was. Was Brad Pitt even still alive? Richie Sambora? Every Tuesday, she would wake to find the Fibonacci Sequence rattling around in her brain like a rock in a tin can until she fell asleep. So the past three years of Matrona Finley had been utterly spent.

Perhaps she was going insane. The possibility had occurred to Matt time and time again, but she always came to the conclusion that she was sane. At least, as sane as she was when she became stranded on this bloody island. But today wasn't the day to question her sanity. No, that was for Thursday. Today was Monday, the day she found herself hanging upside down from a branch in a tree she had long ago name Dr. Seuss. She never discovered her reasoning behind naming a tree --- it probably had something to do with having to share all of her space with the other seven survivors and not have a place of her own --- but the tree had been named and there was nothing she could do to change it.

The island was huge. After three years of being stuck and with virtually nothing else to do, Matrona had not yet explored the whole of it. There was an immense number of wildlife, definitely enough to hunt and eat until the whole group was well into their eighties. Wallabies, axis deer, goats, cattle, and boars here and there, and not even to mention the birds and fish. But for all her searching, Matrona never found signs of any other humans except the other seven. It was frustrating to not know where in the world one was. She had always suspected an island off of Hawaii, some distance away. The thought that they could be somewhere off the coast of Australia or New Zealand had even crossed her mind. It didn't really matter. How could it? She was stuck there forever, and forever seemed a lot longer than it once had.

Matrona sighed and slowly pulled herself up to a sitting position on Dr. Seuss' branch. She hopped down, almost tipping over as the blood rushed from her brain. As the sun crested the horizon in the distance, Matrona began walking back to camp, thoughts running through her mind faster than she could make sense of them.

[aflame]

( crap im so sorry for not posting my form . . . mom sprung a surprise grounding on me. im working on it as we speak, though! just an hour or two, if all goes well )

[aflame]

( awe, thanks girl(: and, yeah, they totally suck! especially when you only have a life on your computer, ha )

[chantesuta;]

☆ ❝ d a n i hernandez ❞ ☆
occ; sorry guys, here it is finally, i hope the rp is still active
tagged; johnnny, matrona

dani laid with her eyes open in their little shelter that she shares with most of the other girls. her body language was silent, and her breathing was rhythmic, so she should be sleeping.. but her eyes were wide awake. it was been like that for a long time now, three years. hard work through the day - your body is tires, you are heat exhausted.. but when you finally lay down on your side by night.. everything is awake again. all the images pass through your mind.. all your hopes, your dreams - the risks. life, really. was she really just suppose to lay down every night - after yet another day.. and just sleep? when there could be so much more waiting for her? so many things she aspires to do.

the morning came earlier for her then usual though - she thought. maybe it was the season's changing again, or maybe it was just the fact that for once she had been thinking the whole night about practical things. she sighed and stood up. a sunrise was always good to watch. her legs felt stiff - it had been a colder-that-usual night, so she wrapped her tattered jersey around her waist and took to the beach - away from camp. slosh, slosh made her feet when she hit the shallow water. she could feel her toes being tickled by the sand that are rushed away by the tide. one of the things that made this island more beautiful than any other she has ever seen before - was the fact that life was not disturbed by the industrial life. meaning - the were still lots and lots of exotic shells still visible lying on the sand. not like other beaches who lay deserted because too many holiday visitors has picked them up. she smiled and crouched to pick up a light pink on. everything about it was perfect. the way the curls formed the lines of the shell, the way little specs of blue and gray filles the whiter spots.. everything. what made life? how did we all come here? dani held the shell to her cheek and gazed towards the sun coming over the vast ocean. she could feel her eyes mist a bit. what made the sun come up everyday? what made the sun so big and powerful? it was.. impossible that something like that could just have existed with a spontaneousism. everything here on earth was made so perfect, should there not have been something even more Perfect that made it all? something Perfect that made me? was there Something.. that cared.. whether she would live or not?

dani collapsed in the sand and washed her face with the sea water - trying to ease her thoughts. trying to ease the way her mind and her heart would not really come to rest. She lifted up her head and looked toward the camp, her eyes felt weary so at first her vision was not so clear. she should probably go and get her mind off things. standing up, she walked over to the fire were johnny and matrona were sitting. "morning.." she greeted rather quietly.