Age(Teenager please): Her 18th birthday is coming up soon.
Appearance: Susannah has naturally tanned skin, long and slightly wavy brown hair, and a pair of soft brown eyes. She stands at five feet six inches and she's petite. Susannah has a scars on her back.
What do your wings look like?: Susannah has champagne colored wings that are six feet across.
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What does your mask look like?: Champagne colored mask with gray, teal, and gold accents.
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Personality: Susannah is nothing but sweetness. Her voice sounds like honey she's so sweet. She looks on the bright side of everything, she always has at least a soft smile on her face, and she's nice to everyone - even if they don't deserve it. She's the glass half full kind of person, and she believes in the best. She's not shy but she's not outgoing either. She's one of the sweetest people you'll ever meet; you may even get sick of it. She's optimistic, hopeful, and happy. She may seem like she's living in a world where everything is good and happy, but she's actually from an unhappy world and she understand everything quite clearly - she just choses to enjoy what she has at the moment. She's peaceful and throughtful. She's an everyone's friend no matter what kind of person
Feelings towards people that left you on island?: She's thankful they took her away from her home, but she hates how much they hurt everyone.
Likes: Being out in the sunshine, dancing, singing/humming, the island, and the people on the island.
Dislikes: The cruelty of the world. Fighting/bickering/arguing - it drives her insane.
Strengths: She's an extremely nice person, she can defend herself, she doesn't show it if she's in pain, and she is a very thoughtful person.
Flaws: She's too nice, she sometimes believes in people too much, and she doesn't want to hurt anyone or anything.
Up for love?: Yes
OTHER: Susannah was in an abusive home. She has scars on her back to prove it. Her parents couldn't stand that she was different and that she'd marred their reputation. They kept her locked up in the house, and Susannah was subjected to so much verbal and physical abuse she was crying from relief when she was taken away and brought to the island. She's not a bit ashamed or embarassed of her scars.
OKAY so RainyDay and Liv will be posting their profiles tomorrow - Rainy has completed her first one though, as you can see.
Around 11ish every night their internet acts up and doesn't work until morning. Rainy had finished her male profile, hit submit, and the internet decided right then to stop working so she lost all of her work. Due to their computer problems they were unable to post today and I have given them permission to take tomorrow as well to get the profiles in.
Appearance: Hudson has an infamous crooked smile that he tends to give people. He towers at six feet five inches, has straight brown hair, and soft brown eyes with gold specks. He has naturally pale skin (not unhealthily so) - he just doesn't tan or burn no matter how long he's in the sun. His bottom teeth are a little crooked.
What do your wings look like?: A variety of blues and a little bit of white.
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What does your mask look like?: Plain, simple white.
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Personality: Hudson is more on the quiet side. He seems like he's just tough, but he's actually kind of shy. He's a very thoughtful person, and he actually has a lot going on in his head - he just doesn't know how to express it. Hudson doesn't have a large vocabulary, so he doesn't say much - he's a bit embarassed of it. Hudson is embarassed of his limited vocabulary, his crooked teeth, and he's shy. If you can get him out of his shell, he's actually got a good sense of humor and he's an extremely big sweetheart. He's also very protective.
Feelings towards people that left you on island?: Let's just say there are a few things he'd like to say to them that require at least a PG-13 rating.
Likes: His friends, being out in the sun, music, swimming, and drawing.
Dislikes: He doesn't think he's up to par with everyone else on the island.
Strengths: He's fiercely protective, he's got a great sense of humor, and he's good a defending himself.
Flaws: He has limited vocabulary, he's embarassed of his teeth, he's shy, and he doesn't say much.
Appearance: Atticus is on the shorter side, standing at five feet four inches. He has a mess of brown hair and brown eyes to match. His skin is tan from all his time in the sun, and he has naturally pink cheeks.
What do your wings look like?:Blue, gold, black, and white. Five feet four inches in width
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This, but replace the purple with gold
What does your mask look like?: Blue on the right, gold on the left. Gold rim, gold designs.
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Personality: Atticus is one of those people where it takes A LOT to make him mad. He seems indifferent, but he just likes to enjoy what's happening right then. Despite this, Atticus always has a plan, and he can't stand being late. Atticus is the kind of person who will do near anything to get a smile or a laugh. He has a tendency to just start walking on his hands. He's a relaxed person and he doesn't overthink. He's the kind of person who can walk into a room and make it feel brighter. He's mature for his age, and really smart. Atticus is a really warm person.
Feelings towards people that left you on island?: Thanks for putting me on a permenant vacation with some really great people.
Likes: His friends. Swimming. Walking on his hands. Archery. Getting people to laugh/smile.
Dislikes: Being late.
Strengths: He's a killer with a bow and arrow - rarely misses. Walking on his hands. And he's extremely agile and dextile.
Flaws: He has a bad leg - it's from a fight he got into when he was first dropped here. He was attacked by a she-wolf protecting her pups, and she tore into his leg.
Up for love?: Sure
Other: He hates the fact that the first time some of these people saw him was at a time when he was delerious from lack of blood, injured, and confused about what was going on.
I'm only posting for Ellie right now, but be expecting a Xander post later. (I'm jumping right into things too, a beast attack right off the bat.)
Ellie May
I watched the others from a distance. Where I sat in the trees, I had a perfect view of everyone as they laughed and talked around the fire. The way their wings stretched out behind them, a rainbow of colors, was beautiful, something any human would think was otherworldly if they saw this sight--or even the sight of us flying. Just the thought of stretching my wings, pushing off of the ground, and soaring through the air gave me chills. Flying was one of my favorite things to do, it was a pastime, something to get my mind off of how lonely I felt.
Keeping to myself was a choice that I had made when I first got here. Not many of the other Winged Ones knew I was here and I kind of liked it that way. I didn't feel like I belonged with them, but then again, I didn't feel like I belonged anywhere. I unconsciously moved closer to them, stepping over fallen limbs and twigs, as I imagined being a part of the group.
I heard the crack of a twig, followed by the rustling of leaves. Everything inside of me froze. My heart stopped and my stomach dropped as I listened to the heavy breathing of an animal. We hadn't had a beast attack in so long, I'd let my guard down. I always kept a knife with me, just in case I did happen to stumble upon one, but my brain seemed to have forgotten that.
An eerie growl resonated from the beast beside me as it crept ever closer to my frozen body. Thankfully, my brain didn't stop working for long; my wings unfurled and, although it was hard because of the dense trees, I pushed up off of the ground and into the air. The beast swatted at me with its claws and I let out a yelp as it got my leg, but didn't stop flying. Moving out of the trees and into the others' line of sight, I pulled out my knife and began yelling.
"Help! Beast!"
Hakuna Matata <3 RIP to all my friends who didn’t make it.
Ellie! My head snapped up from looking at the fire, and I saw her teal hair bobbing through the tops of the trees.
I shot up, and without saying a word I took off for the woods, towards Ellie. When the beast came into sight, I slowed, watching it for a moment. Ellie swooped back down, ready to fight it. Looking her over, I noted that the wolf had managed to claw her leg briefly.
The wolf inched closer and closer to Ellie. Crouching down, I let out a low growl. Upon hearing this, the wolf averted its attention to me. Staring it down, I let out another dominant growl.
The wolf pounced, and I retaliated by jumping at it and grabbing it by its ruff, slamming it to the ground. When its body made contact with the ground, letting out a thump, I put the weight of my body into its neck through my arm.
It was when the wolf let out a yelp and I heard a growl that I realized this wasn't the only wolf.
Glancing around, ignorant of the wolves nails scratching at me, I counted anywhere between fifteen and twenty wolves. We had never been attacked by a group this large.
Our friends quickly came, and I used my hand not on the wolf's throat to grab its head and jerk it quickly to the side. As the sound o its neck snapping sent a chill through my spine, another wolf managed to attack, pouncing on me from behind. It nipped at my face, but before it could do any more damage than some small scratches and teethmarks on my cheek, it was ripped off of me by someone and I jumped up, nodding a thanks to the one who had helped me.
Seeing Hudson jump up and head to the woods was what put the caution into reality for me, and our group quickly rose and grabbed their weapons, running after Hudson to help Ellie.
When we got the the spot, Hudson was snapping one wolfs neck and Ellie was defending herself against another. A third wolf jumped at Hudson, but was quickly pulled off by Jack.
Atticus began freely shooting his arrows towards the wolves, trying his best to keep further away from them so he could actually have the capability to use his bow and arrows.
Isla began to shout out commands, but they were muffled to me by my own scream when she-wolf jumped at me and clamped her teeth into my side. It tackled me to the ground, and I quickly fumbled for my knife, and as I grabbed hold of it and was ready to plunge it into the wolf, a flash of color I've come to know as Xander tackled the wolf off of me.
Turning, I was ready to fight off another wolf, promising to thank Xander later.
Emerald I leapt up as soon as I heard the growl. Since I was dressed in green, I could look like anything in this island. I flew into the air, pulling out a sharp stone that I had sharpened and sharpened and shaped until it looked like a knife. I had tied a handle to it too, and it was sturdy. I looked away when somebody killed a wolf. "No! Stop!" I whispered, tears streaking my cheeks. I cut a piece of raw meat, and put it over the fire. The smoke carried the smell to some of the wolves, and they came at me. I ran into the woods, and could see them gaining on me. I was in an open area, and I hurled the meat as far as I could. Then, I rose into the air, and settled in a tall tree. I loved animals, and couldn't stand seeing them die by our hands. But as I could see, the wolves were fighting between eachother, yelping to get the meat. I rose into the air, and flew to the group. They had killed a total of 5 wolves, and ten had escaped and had run after the meat. I sighed, and flew away. I was shy with these kids still, so I settled in a tree, and wrapped a vine around me so I wouldn't fall.
When you really want to slap someone,do it and say "Mosquito!"
I sat a cove behind a waterfall as I put the finishing touches on the bow I had been working on for some time now, my clever hands worked carefully as I finished it up. I looked at it carefully as it seems to hold strong, but was it a question of if I could fire it or not. I picked up an arrow I had made and put it to the test, I had hoped to no end that the dew I put on the bow would hold it together for practice with it. I strong the bow together with the arrow and held it a few seconds tightly, once I believed it was good enough I put it down and sat back down slightly tired from staying up late the other night, I put my hands under the water and splashed water onto my face to help me wake up. I soon heard footsteps and then a voice.
"You seem tired, maybe you should take a nap?" I heard the voice.
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Leaving this open for anyone to jump in for.
An angel, a knight, a man who will bring light to where there is only darkness, I am the Morning Star, the Bringer of Light, hail to me as I am King Lucifer!
After the fight with the wolves, I flew around to check on the others. I spotted a tired winged fellow with a bow beside her. I landed a couple paces from her and walked towards her. "You seem tired. Maybe you should take a nap." I took out my panpipes and sat down closeby. "Perhaps I can play you to sleep? I may not be very good with these, but I get a lot of practice." I played a lullaby, trying to get as close as I could to hitting the right notes.
Look down and show some mercy if you can. Look down, look down, upon your fellow man.
"Do you realize what she just did!" I yelled at the group, my temper flaring, "Those blasted beasts have killed our friends and they're trying to kill us, and she saved and fed them!"
Before I could go further with my tangent, Hudson's hand came down on my shoulder, and he gave me a smile.
"Isla," he said slowly and delibrately, "I'll talk to Emerald. It is okay...okay?"
*Short but I'm short on time - leaving on a last minute vaca tomorrow morning and haven't packed yet*
Your hesitation suggests you are trying to protect my feelings. However, since I have none, I would prefer you to be honest. An artist's growth depends upon accurate feedback. — LCDR Data
