✦. ⇢ hidden treasure chest ′

[pax.]

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meet the lockwood siblings
poppy and elijah. from the
start as they found themsel
ves stranded on the island,
poppy took the role of the
protector. she is a fierce o
lder sister and though they
were both but mere childre
n she took contol, she grew
up. protected by his sister,
elijah grew up to be the f
un and goofy person he is
overshadowed by his some
what rude and abrasive si
ster. the two have grown
strong together and with
the other survivors. eli ha
s no reconsilation of what
his life used to be like. to
gether they will survive.
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name poppy marie lockwood
age seventeen years old
nickname poppy, just poppy
sexuality heterosexual
m.traits protective, abrasive
family younger brother, eli
hometown london, england
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name elijah rose lockwood
age fifteen years old
nickname eli, wood, rose
sexuality questioning
m.traits goofy, careless
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[diana.]

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name sofia grace
age seventeen
rank younger kids

m. trait obnoxious
+ traits friendly,
fun, adventurous
- traits loud, noisy
blunt, prankster

meet sofia grace, the loudest o
f them all. she's very optimistic,
always looking for the good thi
ngs in life. sometimes her blun
tness can be annoying but her a
dventurous witty personality ba
lances it out. sofia is the prank
ster and knows how to make pe
ople smile no matter what.

[diana.]

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chase bennett
twenty one
male since birth
heterosexual
older kids
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meet chase bennett, the mysteri
ous troublemaker. he has a knac
k for always messing with peopl
e whenever he gets the chance.
chase has always been the type
to be on his own and never trust
s people easily. one of his bad h
abits is that he lashes out to who
ever tries to get him to open up.
he isn't particularly a bad person,
just really hard to handle. chase
has always been on his own and
he plans to keep it that way.

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[isildur]

☞ ＪＯＨＮ !

☞ A thick breeze curled over the windowsill, blowing the tainted curtains inward towards the middle of the room. The sun wasn't shining today but instead, it was hiding behind a massive thunderstorm that loomed over their heads. There was the soft flash of lightning in the distance, followed by a clap of booming thunder. John was nestled on the top of his bed of palm fronds that were placed in the far corner of his bungalow. His dirty blonde curls were an unruly mess, his excessive sweating had plastered the hair on the left side of his head to the side of his face. It was the middle of summer on the island which meant it got to at least 110 degrees during mid-day. He peered out of the wood window, watching the clouds build above them. Nobody will be swimming today. We do need to restock the food though. I'll have Tucker send out a gathering party and a hunting party.

☞ A cannonade of thunder wrenched him from his thoughts and back into the real world. He ran a high-strung hand through his matted curls, peering up at the sky outside his bungalow. He regarded the brewing storm once more before he ducked out the wooden doorway and into the heavy drizzle. His unclothed chest was instantly doused in rain water as he made his way down to the beach.

☞ John approached the waterfront, feeling the water droplets dapple his toned skin. He pushed a frond out of the water, more water jumping onto his forearm. A crack of thunder was following a flash of lightning as it struck the water far out from the shore. It made him just slightly. In all truth, John was afraid of thunder and lightning. It scared the you know what out of him. That was why he was standing out in the middle of the open, on the sandy shore of the beach. He was trying to conquer his fear. The rain was all but harmless but the clap of thunder made him shake.

☞ John let his hands hand down by his eyes as he gazed out over the coastline, watching the lightning flash before his eyes. Every time it stuck he jumped ever so lightly and then regained his composure. He found a seat on a damp log and continued to watch the downpour.

( he is open. crappy first post. )

[the dreamer.]

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❝ xx ↘ nineteenxx ↘ @ Her bungalow || the beach xx↘ tagged: John xx

A loud clap of thunder jerked Maddy from her restless slumber. This time of year not many people got a lot of sleep, because of the relentless heat. Maddy could hear the patter of the rain outside, and then felt a familiar drip on her face. She shot out of her bed immediately, the cold drop of water jerking her fully awake.

Maddy inspected the leak in her roof with a sligh frown. She didn't have the tools to fix it right now so she just pushed a part of a leaf into it. It wouldn't fully stop the leaking but at least it would slow it down for the time being. With that taken care of she left her bungalow and headed for the beach. It was hot out, humid actually, despite the storm occurring. Having been on the island for ten years large storms like this didn't scare Maddy anymore and she trudged forward towards the beach, all the while the rain continued to soak her completely.

Maddy had one of the furthest huts and so she had to walk a little bit to get to the beach but it wasn't something she wasn't used to. The thunder and lightning continued, and the sky remained a dull series of grey clouds. When Maddy finally reached the beach she couldn't see anyone else except for John, crouched on a damp log. He was just sitting there staring out, jumping ever so slightly at each boom of the monstrous thunder.

Maddy walked over, her feet sinking into the sand as she went. The sand was cool and wet on her feet and it almost felt refreshing with the damp humid air that surrounded her. "Scared of storms?" Maddy said as she got into hearing range of him. She continued and then sat next to him, waiting for his reply.

[charmey]

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it was so close... come on... just a little further... one more second... a light nudge sent the crooked palm tilting forward and the makeshift reservoir of water sprinkling downward. harrison had to cover his mouth to keep from laughing out loud. as maddy awoke with a grumpy jolt and proceeded to investigate the leak he had to lay completely still on top of the fronds to avoid giving his position on her roof away. it was, in fact, he who had made the hole in the leaves and, in fact, he who had enacted the sudden downpour of vengeance on her ugly sleeping face. that's what she got for calling him all those names the other day. was it childish? yes. but would it make a great story? absolutely. and furthermore, would john and tucker approve? harrison grinned. of course they would. his best friends liked to act all tough and adult-leader-like but even they couldn't deny the simple pleasure of good old fashioned elementary amusement.

harry's fingers ached from holding onto the slippery palm leaves that made up the bungalow's roof but he had to wait to get down until maddy left. after an agonizing few minutes she finally did, and as soon as she was out of earshot harry released his grip and began the dreadful fall downward to the sketchy wooden bridge which connected maddy's hut to the rest of the residencies. his body met the bridge with a loud thud and a fair amount of force smacked his head back onto the soggy wooden panels. "ahh," he groaned, reaching his hand to his head and patting it gingerly. there was the worst ringing sensation in his ears and his brown hair stuck annoyingly to his dampened face. after shooing the dripping matted mess from his eyes he brought his hand back down into view. there was blood, but the cuts on harry's fingers told him it wasn't from his head. he looked up at maddy's roof, where he had fallen from. jeez, even drenched in rain, those leaves were sharp  . he shook his head in an effort to ward off the high pitch still ringing in his ears and in the same motion sent a parade of water droplets dancing around his body. he didn't notice ______ standing, watching him, ten feet away from him on the other side of the bridge opposite of maddy's bungalow.