Today is the Tomorrow you worried about Yesterday

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A hundred pin pricks. A thousand knife wounds. A million bullet holes. Anything.

Maybe death will distract me from the sorrow washing over me like a tsunami. Nothing is helping. Time does not heal my injuries; it causes them to become infected and worsen. My life has become a long dark tunnel. But there there is no light at the end. Only a train that draws nearer and nearer. Buried ten feet under ground, and no one can hear my screams. The walls are closing in around me.

- Day three,

             Sarah 

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The cliff you thought was safe crumbles under your feet. The promise of safety is as broken as your heart. No one comes to find you. No one cares. When there is no hope, what do you really have left? Just the empty shells of regret and misery...

The love you thought would last has turned your heart into a black pit of sadness. The people you thought would never leave have disappeared amongst the horizon. When there is no love, what do you really have left? Just the rotting corpse of remorse and anger.

The ones you trusted have stabbed you in the back. The hate inside you is taking over. The smile on your face is now a snarl. When there is no happiness, what do you really have left? Just the ancient bones of depression and fate.

- Day 27,

          Sarah 

Plot/Setting; A plane on its way to Italy carrying over two hundred people has crashed. Only ten people seem to have survived the accident, and are building forts and such to survive. The island is too large to explore in a day, but is covered in thick plant growth which makes it easy to get lost. There are, however, a lot of fruit, berries, nuts and small animals. 

Their current camp is located on the beach. The plane is half-submerged in the water about one hundred feat from shore, and the last of the dead bodies seem to have floated off into the ocean. The survivors are twenty-seven days in and are starting to feel like there's no hope...  

Name;

Age;

Gender;

Personality; 

History;

Crush/BF/GF;

Other;

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• Same-gender relationships are fine with me
• No PP or GM
• I don't have a co-owner.
• Semi-literate, please.
• No chatspeak, please.
• I will change the amount of survivors depending on how many people join. c:
• Keep gender ratios even.
• Ages 10 - 20 only. c: No young children/babies.

((Join? I don't know if you remember me, but I miss your roleplay plots. :D))

{ My roleplay plots get suckier and suckier as we go along, iheart <3 You're not missing anything. }

{ Yeah, you can join. xD } 

((Aw, they can't be that bad, dear. <3))

Name; Matthew Reeves

Age; 11

Gender; Male

Appearance; Matthew has messy, curly auburn locks that frame his pale, heart-shaped face. He has dark brown eyes, that are dramatized by his long eyelashes, and a light parade of crimson freckles that dot his upturned nose. His lips always seem to form into a smile, and drastic dimples form at the fold of his cheeks. He has a skinny body, but not anorexic, and is medium height for his age.

Personality; Matthew is loud, a bit quirky, and overall, very high maitenance. He is always asking for things without thinking about the consequences. He is really sweet, deep down, and cares about other people. He is a source of comedy, and tends to seek father figures, since he never got to know his own father.

History; Matthew was born to a single mother who worked as a shoe saleswoman at Payless. He's really never known money like other kids have. His mom was riding on the plane with him to let him live with his grandparents during the recession, but she died in the crash. He still hasn't really gotten over it.

Crush/BF/GF; He's 11. Not much experience with girls yet. ._."

Other; Nope.

((Will make female charry soon.))

<<Join?>>

(She has auburn hair with natural highlights, and blue eyes.)

Name; Lindsay Caughn

Age; 17

Gender; Female

Personality; Lindsay is a bit shy. She sticks sharply to her code of ideals, which is unusual, considering her popularity. She loves to make people smile, and forms close relationships with her friends.

History; Lindsay always had a pretty good life, living with her two ecstatic parents, her two younger brothers, and living next door to her boyfriend. Her family and her boyfriend went with her on the  plane, for spring break. Sadly, they all died in the crash, with Lindsay as the only exception. Lindsay was heartbroken.

Crush/BF/GF; Well, she is really depressed about her old boyfriend dying, still. She isn't big of grief, though, so if a guy was interested in dating her, he'd just have to take it slow.

Other; She was a co-captain for the cheerleading squad at her school.

{ Okay. x3

All of you were added to the list, by the way. :o }

{ We need more boys. >_> } 

Looks:

Name; Stella [Stell] Kathleen Anderson

Age; Seventeen years old

Gender; Female [hence the pink]

Personality; Though personality is hard to write down, as it is ever changing, Stella is usually very light-hearted, having years of training from middle school and high school as being 'popular'. She worries a lot, but surpresses it, as well as any anger she has, but tolerates 'weird-ness' better than most others at her school. She strives for a healthy life, in every aspect, one of the reasons she decided to go to college to become a registered nurse. all Stella wants to do is help others, and she can put herself in harm's way. She's not used to having nothing, and can get a bit tempermental because of that, but don't think she's spoiled because of it. Being 'popular', she's a huge flirt, but gets butterflies and can't speak to anyone that she really does like. She's clever and loves to talk, but she's yet to learn how much is too much.

History; Stella was given a cushy life until now, flying first cl*censored* to see the world, taking her summer after Junior year to travel across Europe. She had everything handed to her, the clothes, the guys, the friends, and her parents gave her lots of freedom to experiment with life. She was never big on partying, but her friends were, so sometimes she'd go, and she did occasionally drink, only to relieve stress. She hasn't ever used drugs or smoked, and that she's proud of, but pressures in life often pile on her, and she would always go to her best friends, Olivia and Josh, or her mother.

Crush/BF/GF; None so far

Other; Stella is tall, 5'9, and has blonde pincurls that fall perfectly, so long as they're taken care of. Her hair reaches just past her chest, and she's fair skinned with freckles scattered around her, mostly across the bridge of her nose. She has hazel eyes, and naturally long eyelashes, though she always uses makeup since they are blonde, and she sdores mascara and brown eyeliner. She's normal weight, and loves dark skinny jeans, sweaters, and flowy shirts. She looks pretty go-with-the-flow, but takes lots of time to consider every aspect of her appearance.

OoC; Reece is coming next, just a minute.

{ That'd be okay with me. c: It'd even out the gender ratio. (kinda) }

{ But if you don't want to, you don't have to. xD } 

<<Haha they do! Well I should be getting a pic with in the month so... Maybe it would be easier :D>>