Name:Luna

Age:18

Gender:female

Looks:tle="Here">Here

Eye Color:pink (Not changed yet)

Personality:Rp it out?

Likes: Cats, snow, lemonade, peace and quiet, and strawberries.

Dislikes:Anything too girly, large dogs, heat, tomatoes, spicy food.

Crush:none

Love:nope

Other: nope

((I shall join as...blue! And purple. Uhh, tken. *changes* :3 *thirsts for more coffee, lol*))

Name: Amethyst Zhen/ Silvyra Draco

Age: Both 19

Gender: Females

Looks: -Bottom-

Eye Color: Blue/ Brown

Personality: Kind, shy, friendly, loyal./ Devious, sly, cunning, brave.

Likes: Gems/ The moon. And nothing else.

Dislikes: Rotten bananas (XD)/ Everything else.

Crush: Psssh./ No one. (Open. Maybe.)

Love: ---/---

Other: Not really./ No.

Chris was sitting in a tree in the park, watching a squirell. 

((What's with me and squirell's? i don't know........))

He was bored, and the squirell wasn't flipping out like most of the spazzy town. Everyone knows the end is coming and blah blah blah blah blah....But Chris knew that stuff like this had been predicted before. Suppodesedly, all humanity should have died in 2012. But they were here, weren't they? He thought that the Eyes might decide to kill themselves or something, or at least that was what he would have done. He looked at his tree again, seeing the squrielll had moved from the bottom. His heavy breathing was scaring it. He hated having colds...

Jake was driving down his street in his SUV. He wanted to close his eyes so bad, but he had to go pick up his friend Matt from his house. Matt's parents were fighting about this whole end of the world thing, and Matt was pissed off about it. Jake lived by himself, his parents had bailed on him years ago. Matt was lucky have parents, Jake thought. He could barely remember his. So anyway, Matt usually spent the nights at Jake's, because he was afraid of his parent's killing him in a drunken fight at night. Jake and Matt had known eachother since childhood. Jake reached into his pocket with one hand, and felt the contacts ready for them. They would pretend to be younger than 19, dye their hair black again, and put black contacts in their eyes. Keep their boring plain looks that everyone else had. It was like living in a world of black and white sometimes. Everyone was so plain....No colors at all. Everyone had that same black hair and black eyes. The idea was to get rid of predgiduce agaisn't look, but really, some people where still fat, so the issue was still around. Jake sighed as he stopped by the curb Matt was standing on. Matt climbed into the p*censored*enger seat, shaking and wet. He didn't say anything, and he was pale. Jake frowned. He didn't want to keep his eyes open either. On the streets, people were killing eachother, and were doing dope...Jake shuddered, and turned his attention to the road.

Matt stared at Jake, his eyes half open. He had been so afraid a few moment ago, standing out on those streets alone, that he could hardley believe that he was in a safe car. Jake looked flustered and his cheeks were red. Matt envied Jake in a way. He hated his parent's, and thought that Jake was lucky not to have any. Jake said that Matt was lucky, but Jake didn't get beer bottles thrown at him. Matt sighed, and leaned his head back agaisn't the seat. His head hurt from the last slap his father had given him on his way out. Jake was staring at the road numbly, and Matt questioned whether or not he was even in there. He didn't dare to speak though. He and Jake really did believe that the end of the world was coming, something they had confided in eachother. Jake and Matt had this plan to escape into the wild, looking like 18 year olds. If one of them had the eyes, they would go even farther than they planned, and hide for the rest of their lives. But still, Matt wondered if somewhere there was a city that was safe....Unlike this one. Did every one out there had black eyes, black hair..Pale faces...He wondered if everyone out there changed at 19. Matt's head was spinning as it usually did.He was the day dreamer of the two friends. Jake liked what he could see, where Matt didn't want to see. Matt liked to live in his fake little world, and didn't want to have to face the real one. He didn't really know right from wrong either. Matt sighed, and let his eyes close. He was tired. He would change tonight, and he knew that he would fall asleep for it. Why not just be conked out before hand? Jake gave him one glance, and the last thing Matt saw a flash of red, from his lack of sleep, from his lack of parents, from his lack of love.... 

Chris fell out of the tree.

He let out a string of curse, and stood up. He was covered in mud now. He stood up, and looked around. He couldn't see too many people still out.

"Go to hide, huh?" He murmered. This whole end of the world thing was bogus. He decided to walk around town, waiting till the change knocked him out. He decided to stand around a run down building. He didn't live any where, just on a bench or some thing. He used his leg to prop him up, and stood leaning agains't the rotting bricks. He sighed, and let his head rest on the wall.

Jake saw a girl who had gotten soaked right before he turned the corner. She seemed pissed off.

"Hey, are you ok?" He asked threw the window. 

Hollyn stood up and walked out of the clearing and into town, where she quietly went to a cafe. She had a plan for this kind of stuff-all she had to do was keep her eyes narrowed the entire time, and they would look gray instead of purple.

"Can I help you?" The lady at the desk asked. Hollyn could tell that she was only doing the happy attitude thing for show.Hollyn said, "Yes. Can I have an Iced Latte with whipped cream? And one of those Apple Crumbles? Thanks." Hollyn hadn't eaten in days.