Realistic or Modern Into The Ocean [CS]

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Name:
Age: [18-21]
Gender:
Sexuality:
Mermaid or Human:

Eye Color:
Hair Color:
Height/Weight:
Body Type:
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc.

Likes: [3+]
Dislikes: [3+]

Personality: [1-2 paragraphs]
Bio: [1-2 paragraphs]

Relationships: N/A [until accepted]

WRITING SAMPLE: **Please put in a spoiler tab underneath CS**
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you did well.

Liliana Hutcheson

19

Female

Bisexual

Mermaid

Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Red
Height/Weight: 5'6 / 130lbs
Body Type: Thin~average
Tattoos/Piercings: x x
Power: Heating/boiling liquids

Likes: swimming; being a mermaid; cats; tattoos; being outside

Dislikes: eating fish (can't do it anymore); little yippy dogs; keeping the secret; flavored water; cheap nail polish

Personality:
Liliana has that typical in your face redhead personality. She's got a short fuse, and once she ignites, she explodes. But she loves just as hard as she hates, and once you're her friend, it takes alot for her to actually disown you. She may get angry (correction: will) at you every once in a while, but her anger fades pretty quickly and she'll be back to loving you in no time. She's not afraid to tell you what she thinks or how she feels, and that includes telling you your baby or dress is ugly. But she's only done that once, and was seriously reprimanded for it by the person she was with. She's impatient and impulsive, rarely thinking things through before actually doing them.

Bio:
Liliana was born in a small town in Oklahoma, with her parents and older brother, Jason. Jason tormented her as any older brother would, but he was also very protective of his younger sister. He was her best friend while they were growing up, and her worst enemy. Their parents were young with they had him, but with her they were a little more experienced. They weren't overly strict, but they weren't completely relaxed, either. They did their best to find a happy medium in parenting, which made Jason mad, considering how strict they were with him.

Lily was in middle school, Jason in high school, when it happened. They were on a vacation to California, and Lily wanted to explore. She went off on her own even though she wasn't supposed to, and got on a strangers boat. He took her to the island there, where she left him behind and explored on her own. She found the moon pool there completely by accident, and dived in, wanting to cool off from the hot and muggy air. She returned there that night for a night swim, and that was the first night she turned into a mermaid.

From then on out she kept the secret from everyone, even her brother. They returned to Oklahoma, and life went on as normal. There were alot of close calls, but no one ever found out about her. When Lily was fifteen, her brother nineteen, their parents were killed in a car accident. Since Jason was old enough to care for her, he did so until she graduated, and then to get away, they moved to California. They've been living the beach life ever since.

Relationships:
Zephyra Umiko ( Parallax ): They became fast friends when Lily arrived in California, and are still very good friends now. They have their ups and downs, of course, but Lily would do anything for her.

Brooklyn Evans ( StoneWolf18 ): They do not know each other yet.

Jennifer Forester ( MoltenLightning ): The third in the trio that includes Zephyra, Lily, and Jen. Lily is often the mediator between Jen and Zephyra, usually by just getting in the middle and being the loudest.

Nixon Lemont ( Pastry ):

Kieran Jones ( Nefelibata726 ): They do not really know each other yet.

Marina ( erzulie ): Lily will think it's awesome she grew up with other mermaids. Might possibly be enemies if Zephyra and Marina are enemies.

Ivan Santos ( EricSings ):

artificial.

 

[Parallax]

Her mermaid tail

N A M E ;; Zephyra Umiko
A G E ;; 18
G E N D E R ;; Female
S E X U A L I T Y ;; Straight
M E R M A I D ? ;; Yes

E Y E - C O L O R ;; Azure blue
H A I R - C O L O R ;; Cotton candy blue and pink, half one side, half the other
H E I G H T ;; 5"3
W E I G H T ;; 115 human, 170 mermaid in lbs
B O D Y - T Y P E ;; Atheltic
T A T T O O S ;; On her lower left abdomen

L I K E S ;; Sunflowers, knitting, singing, studying extinct animals, debating
D I S L I K E S ;; Stupid people, watching movies she's already seen, manta rays, people who litter, guns

P E R S O N A L I T Y ;; Zephyra is a woman of quick wit, charm, and fun-loving. However, her fun is never conventional. She can step over the line at times whilst simply messing around, screwing with people, or messing things up. The multicolor-haired girl loves to shift from the background to the center of attention depending on her mood. She's incredibly capricious and enigmatic, always changing. Always adjusting. Always moving in different directions. Unpredictable, some call her. But she doesn't mind. The woman is aware of how she can be. She allows people to talk about her with a smile on her face and a wink waiting in her eye. She refuses to budge when someone tries to change her and is unremorseful in most of her actions. This may cause her to seem rigid, but in reality, she loves people. She loves learning about them and being with them. Zephyra simply doesn't change herself to please.

P O W E R S ;; Hydrogenesis: can create water out of thin air, anywhere within a certain radius

R E L A T I O N S H I P S ;;​

• Liliana - She knows her well, as they are close friends, but is jealous of her position of power​
• Brooklyn - They used to be neighbors; friends now​
• Ivan - Mock flirtationship, but in reality they're simply friends​
• Jennifer - They don't like one another; Zephyra always gets in fights with her​
• Nixon - Close friends, as she saved his life surfing on one occasion​
• Kieran - Friends by way of drugs and relating to one another over certain things​
• Marina - She doesn't get along with her, as she feels she buds into things that she shouldn't​

Spoiler

Writing Sample
Nico was out hunting rabbit, sporting a bow and arrow that wouldn’t disrupt the rest of nature, now placid and reticent in the later evening. He felt his hands quiver despite the earthy colored leather fingerless gloves that swathed both, the right hand designed especially for bow strings. It stretched over and padded his middle and index finger so that he could pull back the string with no issue of pressure against his skin. Nico’s scent picked up the stronger wafting aromas of his packmates, some feasting in their wolf form, and some not. Nico always felt ailed after he envisioned himself consuming raw flesh, even despite it being the essential nature of their species. The short man with blonde hair stepped gingerly forward, downwind of the rabbit he was closing in on. Once, however, he heard the not-so-nearby snapping of a twig, he felt himself startle. Scurrying could be perceived as well. What if it were a bear? That wasn’t a rarity in their neck of the woods, and he would surely fail to sprint from it in time in his human form. Why was he human, after all, some might wonder openly. The sandy-haired man always meditated. Whenever he got the chance, he was in his room, the forest, by a lake, or in any secluded area with his legs crossed one over the other, his eyes shut loosely and absorbing the silence like a sponge. He would rinse his mind over and over again of the wolf-like nature he had come to resent, and soon enough, he had established power over its very being. But only to a certain extent. He was still a wolf. That would never change. Nico smelled the air, scenting out a human. He raised his brows and tilted his head. What was a human doing here? He was downwind now, so all the aromas came carrying towards him. Russel. Russel was with the human. Crap. He dropped his hunting gear with a thud, rapidly closing the space between himself and the pair. He shrugged off his tight ebony shirt on the way, then stopped for just a moment to be rid of his pants and boxers. His shoes were abandoned as well. He didn’t have time to neatly arrange everything. He had to get there. Once he arrived, the scene was set. Russel in his dark wolf form, and a human female standing with a look on her face that he would fail to forget. Russel’s teeth were bared, and his eyes were ravenous looking. The hunger of the hunt. Not even noticing, Nico was already as a wolf as well, and he made himself gain just enough sentience over the adrenaline and savagery to barrel over Russel, knocking him sideways and hopefully to the floor. Nico’s eyes met the woman’s, and they said, “Get out of here. Now.”

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[StoneWolf18]

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[div class=stoneColumn][div class=stoneText][div class=stoneHeader]Basics[/div]Name: Brooklyn Evans
Nickname: Brook
Age 21
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Homosexual
[div class=stoneHeader]Appearance[/div]Height: 5' 2"
Length: 6' 2"
Weight: 105 lbs
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes Silver
Build: Athletic
Distinguishing Features: Her eyes
General Description: Brook has a rather thin, small frame with an expected amount of body mass to match. Despite this she tends to try and hold herself a bit taller as if trying to create the illusion that there is more of her than there really is.
[div class=stoneHeader]Personal[/div]Likes: - Physical activity, fruit, jokes, being heard.
Dislikes: Sitting still for long periods of time, being ignored, being alone
Power: Freezing water and manipulating the ice
Personality: Brooklyn is a social butterfly. The loud woman loves being around others, joking, laughing, carrying on even if the topic of discussion isn't the best one to joke about. She thrives off of social interaction and being around others, quick to become lost and confused without someone beside her.
History: Brook was alone for most of her childhood. Growing up with her single aunt after her mother gave her up, the woman was constantly busy. Unable to give the small child much more than the bare minimum attention she needed. This continued for quite awhile, the girl longing for any type of social interaction and even spending hours after school with teachers and friends' houses to try and fill the gap.

Not being all that academically gifted and just below average in terms of athletics, she wasn’t able to land a scholarship to the college she wanted to attend. Because of this she rents out a local apartment and took up a job at an aquarium hoping to one day actually be able to afford further schooling.[/div][/div]

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[EricSings]

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Name: Ivan Santos
Age: Twenty-one
Gender: Man
Zodiac: Libra (August 23rd)
Ethnicity: Brazilian and French
Sexuality: He likes women.


Appearance: A man who stands at 6'0" with strong features and an athletic body. He has thick, dark brown hair and brown eyes. He is adroit with certain tasks, and remains valiant.

Personality: He is of gentle nature, and he does his best to encourage the people that are in his life. It frustrates him when he is lied to, but it takes much more to hurt his feelings. He has learned to display acts of kindness, and to protect those he loves.

Being fearful is something he avoids, and he is known to try new things. While adventure intrigues him, he enjoys his days of silly cartoons and relaxing at the beach.

History: Ivan was born in Lyon, the historic city in France. His mother, Abella, helps operate one of the popular libraries here, and has worked there for over a decade. Victor is Ivan's father, but never returned from one of his business trips when Ivan was only thirteen. This did not affect them for very long, and they remained strong. They moved to California, where Ivan attended high school.

Abella missed working at the library, and moved back to Lyon once Ivan graduated. He chose to stay in California, where he is grateful to live and work close to the ocean.

Relationships:

Zephyra - He once found himself flirting with her, but realizes he wants to befriend her instead. She allures him, though he is not intrusive.
Liliana - He values her friendship, and wants to get to know her more.

Spoiler: Writing Sample

Outside on the large patio, Samuel is rolling his jeans down and wiping sand from his legs and feet. He puts on his socks, and enters the facility.

Samuel manages to find his room with ease, and proceeds inside.

From his window, he looks out to the ocean. The sound of the waves sooth him, so he closes his eyes. He drifts into graceful dance, and presumes to get ready for dinner. As he dances, he becomes lost in his movements, and his meth addiction seems less daunting.

Although Samuel longs to dance under strobe lights, and also be adorned by magical flowers, he tends to exude his confidence in different ways. He realizes what ones presentation means, and he believes in his own resilience.

He opens his suitcase, and begins taking out clothes. For this occasion, he pulls out a white t-shirt, with horizontal, light grey stripes, accompanied by a pair of dark colored jeans, and trendy dress shoes to pull his look together.

~ ? ? ? ~​

The young man thinks to himself as he approaches the main lobby. He reminds himself to put his emotions aside, and encourage those he meets. As he reaches the main lobby, Arden's presence captivates him. "Oh, Arden..." Samuel pauses, raising one finger to his lips, his eyes full of cheerful expression. "I have been thinking of you, and I must say, you look wondrous!"

Samuel stands next to Arden, and hopes to lock gazes with Artyom.

"I am excited to meet everyone," he begins, offering his arm to Arden, "shall we?"

 

[MoltenLightning]

Jennifer Forester
"I guess heartbreak is good every once in a while; I'll admit, though, it's hard to think that when you're the one going through it..."

Age
20

Gender
Female

Sexuality
Heteroflexible

Species
Mermaid

Ability
Ink Generation
Akin to an octopus, Jennifer can produce or shoot ink from the pores in her skin

Eye Color
Dusty blue, nearly grey

Hair Color
Caramel brown

Height/Weight
5'4'' || 119 lbs

Body Type
Lanky, a little frail

Tattoos/Piercings/Etc.
Nothing besides a small tattoo of a balance/scale at the base of her neck

Spoiler

Likes
- Stability
- Reassurance
- Exploring
- Family
- Reliability

Dislikes
- Pressure from others
- Fire
- Disrespect
- Crimes

Personality
Jennifer is an honest, warm individual who puts others before herself in most situations. Her morals may be strong, but she isn't afraid to have a little fun as long as its ethical. If called upon, it isn't uncommon to see her immediately respond. Her dependability is well known, as is her tactful, polite nature. Most people see her down-to-earth mindset calming, although she sometimes sees it as a burden because of her lack of imagination. This isn't to say she isn't creative, she just finds it hard to think about things of a fantastical nature.

All the same, though, she enjoys other peoples' company and makes sure they all know it. However, she can be a bit more reserved if her secret might come to light; her demeanor shifts into one of silence and subject changes. Her mermaid status puts her in a lot of stress because of her moral code, as she isn't sure she should ever reveal to humans what she really is. The idea scares her, and thus restricts her from doing certain activities or speaking about things. Recently, she's become more reserved and quiet because of certain events, and the lonely look she often has doesn't make it hard to guess what's got her down.

Bio
Jennifer has had a decent life, especially when you consider her apparent curse. The girl had no idea why getting a fish fin instead of legs when you became wet was weird to most other people, but she was often warned as a child never to reveal herself to people. Not unless they were the same. But this in itself perplexed Jennifer because, if there were others like her, how would she ever know? The anxiety ate away at her, and she often convinced herself she was the only one and felt alienated because it. That is, until she accidentally found another like her.

Her parents had taken her to the beach one day, despite her incessant protests; they weren't merfolk, but that didn't put a damper on their love of the water. Unfortunately, Jen had never gone into water like this before. She was scared, at first, but upon seeing that there was no one else around, she tentatively dipped into an alcove near the beach. The familiar feeling of the transformation overcame her legs, and what was left was the vibrant blue and black tail she'd come to recognize as her own. After the initial anxiety of letting her true self show melted away, she left herself relax and finally swim without worry.

She dove deep into the water, eyes wide, and smiled to herself as she took in the vibrant colors of the flora dotting the surroundings. Her attentive nature slipped for a moment and one thing led to another... She was face to face with another merfolk. At first she hadn't registered that the person in front of her was a merfolk, that was, before she saw the massive whale-like fin where legs should have been. The person, just as in shock, appeared to be completely delighted to see her. As if she were an old childhood friend they hadn't seen in years. If she were being honest though, her face was probably the same.

For several seconds, they sat in frozen disbelief, the moment only broken by the strange flashing of a light. Immediately, the other merfolk broke eye contact and disappeared just as quickly as they had come, leaving Jen reeling. Her eyes drifted toward the light's source, where a group of teenagers appeared to be trying to look into the water at her with their phones. Terrified, she bolted, leaving her pants there and finding her parents. They had been in the water too when she found them, and when they saw her they knew something was up. They travelled home quickly after that, and decided to move to their current home. Jennifer lives in her own home as of now, and works wherever she can.

Before they left, though, her long running boyfriend broke up with her at the prospect of having to deal with long-distance. This has caused a visible change in Jennifer's attitude toward things, as she appears a bit more antisocial now.

Relationships
Zephyra - Jen isn't thrilled whenever she has to be around Zephyra because of the girl's rigid attitude and inability to change in any way; sees her as rude, so the two often butt heads. However, Jen still feels a bond with her because they are both mermaids, so she tries her best not to let the fights get too out of hand.

Liliana - Jen enjoys Liliana's company and finds her spunk admirable. Jen often comes to Liliana when there's trouble with Zephyra, knowing she can help quell their fighting. Sees Liliana as a big sister, almost, if she actually knew what it was like to have one.

Brooklyn - Brooklyn is respectable and fun in Jen's eyes, and she idolizes her sociable personality. Jen doesn't know much about her, but would love to get to know her better.

Nixon - Jen doesn't know Nixon that well, but tries to keep an unbiased opinion about him until she meets him, despite him being good friends with Zephyra.

Kieran - Jen was the one who found him in the moonpool after being beaten up, rescuing him from drowning but also taking him somewhere safe as he transformed. She put the towel she was going to use to dry herself off on him, allowing him to air off before anyone saw him and his tail. She worries about him now and subtly checks up on him to make sure he's okay. She would love to tell him she's a mermaid too, but she doesn't know if he even knows who she is. The thought makes her a little sad.

Marina - Marina is someone Jen is more than thrilled to know. To Jen, she's a genuine mermaid; something Jen has always wanted to be. For that, she both envies and idolizes her. Of course, she keeps the envy on the down low and shows only respect for her. Even if they've only met a few times, Jen is always happy to see her, and wishes to get to know her further; if, that is, Marina will allow her to...

Ivan - [Not yet figured out]

Spoiler: Writing Sample

Violet Shade had a lot on her mind when she woke up. First, there was the numb, slightly sore and groggy feeling constantly coursing through her as she regained consciousness. The source of the feeling alluded her, as her thoughts immediately focused on the foreign environment around her. Through the gas mask she temporarily disregarded, she saw the cold faces of five, definitely dead people. She figured the ones with marks on their necks died from strangulation, but... The other three..? They died through means that didn't physically hurt them...

Taking in her surroundings with a more critical eye, she noticed that each breath she took notably had a tinge of smoke to it. At first, she hadn't noticed it, because of her familiarity with the smell... But this couldn't have been hers. If it were hers, it wouldn't have tasted so... Foul. Artificial. Besides... She wouldn't be wearing any sort of gas mask to breath. No... Someone... Someone else did this. The three must have suffocated because of the smoke, and *someone* must not have wanted her to die because of it too. So, they gave her a mask... But why? Suddenly more attentive to the atmosphere, her ears finally caught the baying sirens closing in on her location.

"... Shit." She murmured, coming to one, solid conclusion: she would be the prime suspect for these peoples' deaths. She was unharmed, wearing a gas mask, and... What was her alibi? Her mind strained to find anything, but she felt like she was still in a daze from the apparent amount of drugs laced in her blood. She couldn't think clearly, and that cost her. The police showed up in a flash, and everything was more or less a blur from there.

Being alone in the room gave her some time to finally clear her thoughts; to attain some form of rationale. Her brain was a buzz, and she refused to break under the pressure. There was no way she really could have done this, even if the cause of the deaths was lack of oxygen... Which was something she knew she could have easily caused. To pass the time, Violet put all of her efforts into getting her head back into a stable state. She needed to be able to think for the coming questions, although she could just be a jerk about it and refuse to answer questions until her lawyer was present... Violet was starting the like the latter option more and more as she thought about it, but her final decision was halted by the door finally opening. A man in a sorry excuse for a suit waltzed in, looking at her as if she were already imprisoned.

His voice droned on for a while, driving her to start silently mocking his words. Internally, at least. As he mentioned her being screwed, she wanted to retort 'at least not by you', but she held her tongue in favor of looking at the video. Watching it almost convinced her of her own 'crimes', but she quickly dismissed the rogue thought. This looked like pretty legitimate evidence... Except, the only problem was... This person wasn't her. Connecting the pieces now, the realization dawned on her that she was a patsy. Great. "Hah, someone really knew what they were doing to set up this elaborate scheme," she muttered, pondering all of the 'proof' that would end up framing her. It was clear she wasn't addressing the man in front of her, but she could care less if he heard.

What was his name again, anyway? Detective... Diabolical? Dastardly? Dumbass? She liked that last one. Rolling with it, she gave him a sideways glance. "What was I thinking? I dunno... I feel like I'd enjoy answering that more if I had a lawyer around..." she hinted, feeling a smirk address her own face. She'd buy as much time for herself as she could...

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[Pastry]

Name: Nixon Lemont
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual Panromantic
Mermaid or Human: Human
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Bleach Blonde
Height/Weight: 5'5, 130 lbs
Body Type: Mesomorph/Ectomorph
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc.

Spoiler: Tattoos/Piercings

Likes:
1. Sweets (Maple Syrup)
2. Theatre
3 Heights
4 Sense of Danger
5 Birds (Bird Watching)
6 Photography

Dislikes:
1. Father
2. Caramel
3. Cuban Cigars
4. Gloating Rich People

Personality: ​

Nixon is a pretty nice guy... When it comes to kind people. He usually hangs out in large crowds, and doesn't speak directly out. His anxieties take the best of him by force, and usually adapts to the surrounding quite fast. He's introverted, but can be red like an open book, that is if he allows you. Depending on the kind of person, he can be rude or kind. He's very observant and takes into consideration on what gossip goes around, as if people were talking about him. Many times Nixon opens up to people, like telling others about his past, where he's from... etc. Nixon's worked all his life, so it's pretty difficult to relax for him, he's always doing something.

Bio: ​

His life was cut off from the rest of the world. He became an engineer in the designing and creation of transportation, thus... He is a train designer. He's always stayed around his home, working on his blueprints for a company, and his work usually doesn't require him to leave for business trips, since he is very young and not a large part of companies. He spends a lot of his time surfing, competitively, for fun, and for experience. Nixon's always loved the ocean and has felt drawn to it somehow. Many people could say that he doesn't get out much because of his pale skin and his slightly muscular complexion, but he works a lot at himself, and his relationship with others.

Relationships:
Lilana: Misunderstood Rivals
Zephyra: Close friends, once saved in a surfing accident by her.
Brooklyn: Went to High School together, they've seen each other a few times in the halls and in classes, but that's about it.
Ivan
Jennifer: Good Friends
Kieran: Love/Hate relationship.
Marina: Haven't met before.


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Spoiler: Writing Sample

Chance checked his phone, the light flashing on his face for a millisecond. Almost time to go, hopefully Mom's alright with me going to this study group this time... He sat up from the couch, gathering his things into his messenger bag. He grabbed his hat and stepped to the door, writing a note on a sticky note and pasted it on the door. "I'll be back mom... Don't kill me." He hopped into his Mustang, an imported one from America, but now he's actually in America, so would this look normal? Worry struck his thoughts. Ever since what happened a few months ago... Scared him. He hated loud noises, and now. Trusting people is going to be a big issue. He pulled into the driveway, seeing another car already parked. Good. He thought some people are already here, glad the turn up is better then me and whoever is hosting this. He walked up to the front door, feeling awkward as he entered without permission, maybe this wasn't the right house. Paranoia set is as he walked inside, his hand slowly dragging to his back pocket of his tight pants. He saw a pink haired girl standing next to him. "A-Are you here for the study hall eh?" He said in his Canadian slang, trying to make conversation. He heard music flow through the walls, it was quite loud. He pulled out some earplugs, looking at them. I'd look really stupid with these in, it's probably just music for chores or something. I'll just throw then away in the garbage. He tensed up, The first American he's met, well, other then the grocery store bagger, was at a study hall. He fixed up his hat and shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

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[Nefelibata726]

Name: Kieran Jones
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Mermaid or Human: Merman
Eye Color: Amber
Hair Color: Dark brown
Height/Weight: 5'9", 174 lbs
Body Type: Tall and thin
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc. None

Likes: Chocolate, smoothies, drugs, guns, knives
Dislikes: Filth, popularity, coffee, liars, cheaters

Personality: Kieran hasn't always been a troublemaker. When he was younger, he was a very fun and outgoing guy. He loved to make friends, he loved to be the center of attention, he was popular. Now, after he turned 15 years old, he got more distant with people. He got quiet and only stuck to himself. He didn't want to be involved with anyone except his close friends, who were part of the gang. Kieran doesn't take shit from anyone, he is really protective when it comes to those he cares for. Kieran is a tough guy, and he is actually pretty strong for his size.

Bio:
Kieran was born as the oldest child of three. He was born in a small town in Missouri, where he grew up to be the troublemaker he is now. When he was around age 15, he began high school. This is where he met most of his troublemaker friends. They were a part of a gang, and soon the boy decided to join them and become part of the gang as well. He followed in what they did. He got into drugs, he robbed places, beat up people. This was the life he grew to love. His parents became worried about him, but they couldn't do much to help him since he was already so addicted to the life.

During his junior year, he dropped out of school and spent all his time with the other guys. His parents were devastated by the man he had become. Despite Kieran being such a delinquent, he was beyond caring and kind toward his little twin sisters. He would make sure they were okay, he would always be there to protect them and help them if they need it. Kieran didn't want the girls to grow up to have his life, so he helped steer them in the right direction in school. He made sure they grew up with a decent life.

After his sisters graduated high school, the three siblings packed their bags and moved to California together. For one, his sister Ashley wanted to go to college in this state, and second, his other sister, Kylee loved the state. Kieran went along with them to make sure they were okay, and he plans on paying for an apartment for him and Kylee. His doesn't get his money from regular people who get a job. Instead, he sells drugs to get by, to take care of himself and his sisters.

This is what turned him into a merman. One night, Kieran went out to meet a client by the dock. When he got there, he learned that the client was out to an island a few miles out. Despite his frustration, Kieran got on the boat and went to find the man. When he got to the island, Kieran got off the boat and went in search of the client. Finding him beside the moon pool, Kieran went to work. They began the trade-off, only for the man to learn that Kieran got him the wrong drugs. By accident of course. Out of anger, the client began to beat Kieran and take the drugs, without paying. He kicked Kieran into the moon pool and ran off, getting on Kieran's boat and going back to the docks. Being in the moon pool, Kieran turned into a merman. After drying off, he learned how it worked. Being wet, he grows the tail. Being dry, he grows his legs back.

Relationships:

Lilly- He hardly knows her, he only knows her through the other mermaids. They are just now meeting face to face.

Jennifer- He was saved by her, so he feels like he owes her his life. He has yet to find out she was the one who saved him from being seen by a human.

Brooklyn- He feels like they are just acquaintances, he doesn't feel close to her at all. He will talk to her and hang out with her at times though.

Zephyra- He met her during a smoke break. He feels like he relates to her on a personal level, so he's not afraid to open up to her. He feels like he can tell her anything, and he feels he can trust her. He is also extreme protective over her, due to how close they are with each other. He has a growing crush on her.

Nixon: Its a love-hate relationship. He hates him for being close friends with Zephyra, and he's jealous. Though, he doesn't want to hurt the other male because he IS friends with Zephyra and the others. He still has Nixon's back, even if he hates him at times.

Marina: They only met once, so they don't know each other very well. He saved her by getting hit from a car the first time she went to the surface. He never got her name or where she was from because she ran off after saying thank you. He still wonders about her and wants to know more about her, something felt...different about her.

Spoiler: Writing Sample

Andy looked up as he heard the screams echo through the halls, his grey eyes looking at the sound. A wicked chuckle passed his lips as he shook his head in amusement. The man walked down the hallway, looking into the classroom where the source of the screaming was coming from. He looked at the group of walkers as they fed on the young woman, their teeth tearing into her arms and stomach. Andy reached into the room, grabbing the doorknob and slamming the door shut. He looked over at the janitors closet, walking over as he pulled open the door. He smiled seeing the broom and he picked it up, returning to the room and slipping it between the handle of the door. He took a step back, looking it over before turning on his heel and racing down the hall. He had to warn the others, let them know there's a break in somewhere in the school.

The young man wasn't close to any of these losers. He was just stuck in this godforsaken place because he had detention after school, right when the zombie outbreak started. If he had it his way, he would have left with the others. Something told him to stay though... and for good reason. About an hour after Charlie and Randy left, Charlie returned to warn him and the others. About the bees, about how it started the outbreak. About how the mutated DNA strands of the insects had an effect on the children when they got stung, how those children quickly turned into savage beasts. The children were eating their parents, and those parents quickly turned after they were eaten alive. Outside, there are so many walking dead people, so many bees, it was the end of the world. Andy was stuck in this hellhole, trying to survive. The real question is. Will the walkers kill him? Or would these losers in this place drive him mad enough to end his own life?
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[erzulie]

"Are you my jolly sailor bold?"​

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Name:
Marina

Age:
22

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Bisexual

Mermaid or Human:
Mermaid

Ability:
Gelidkinesis - She can turn water and all things that contain water into a jelly-like compound.

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Eye Color:
Hazel

Hair Color:
Dark Brown

Tail:
X

Height:
5’5 - Without tail
5’9 - With Tail

Weight:
134lbs - Without Tail
157lbs - With Tail

Body Type:
Petite & Curvaceous

coded by y o u n g j a e

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Likes:
Singing || Music || Dancing || Late night walks || Marine life || Sunbathing

Dislikes:
Junk || Sea Hares || Pollution || Messes || Violence || Cold weather

Personality:
Marina is someone who enjoys her alone time just as much as she enjoys spending time with others. When first meeting her people note that she’s a little shy. Marina has a little trouble when it comes to others. She can be awkward towards strangers and can come off as a little rude. Marina is a compassionate person with a love for helping others and life.She’s someone who sticks up for the downtrodden when she can. Marina is new to land so she’s has a childlike wonder to her still. She’s a little naive as well. Marina seems to have her head in the clouds often. She’s prone to daydreaming and getting lost in her thoughts.

History [Please be descriptive]:
Marina was born in the tropical waters of Brazil. Her pod is large in size, consisting of 50 to 60 merfolk. Like many young ones Marina spent her time playing, things were never dull as they spent their time traveling an exploring. Like some in her pod Marina held an interest in the surface world. She found humans and their ways fascinating. Her parents warned her away and refused to let her go to the surface world. Marina settled for stories told by older merfolk. Sometime during her life her pod moved to California. Marina didn’t ask questions and just followed her parents. When she was old enough Marina finally ventured to the surface world. She explored and rushed back to tell her family of her experience. Eventually Marina got used to the surface world. She walks among them whenever she can but she’s very careful about hiding what she is.

Relationships:
Jennifer Forester - The two of them have met less than a handful of times while swimming. Initially Marina was too shy to interact with her but eventually she got used to her. They’re on friendly terms but not close. The two of them often exchange stories about their lives.

Zephyra Umiko - The two of them are not on friendly terms. One could even say that they’re enemies. After trying to settle an argument between Jen and Zeph, Marina was cut down by Zephyra.

Nixon Lemont - These two have not met yet.

Kieran Jones- They’ve only met once before. When Marina first entered the surface world she was almost hit by a car. Kieran saved her but after saying thank you she ran off.

Spoiler: Writing Sample

Thaddeus arrived at the party with a group of his friends. How they managed to convince him to come to this party he would never know. It was one of those nights where Thaddeus felt like being alone, content with being left with only his thoughts to keep him company. His musing had been interrupted by the sound of his phone going off. He had been placed in a group message with his friends. They were urging him to attend the party with them because lately their friend seemed a little down. Thaddeus could understand why they would worry. He had been acting out of it, at least to them he was. In all reality they were witnessing a side of himself that he tried to keep hidden. In the end Thaddeus agreed to come. He felt bad for making them worry and he figured that this would get them off of his back. It was a win-win situation.

So here he was, standing in the door way of some stranger's house. He walked in further so that he wasn't just standing in the door and staring off into space. He watched as the people danced to the beat of the music. They looked like one being with they way they were pressed together, an entity of sweaty flesh and groping hands. Thaddeus didn't feel like dancing. He didn't feel like doing anything right now. When he friends noticed his body language he willed himself to relax. His smiled seemed genuine to the untrained eye. He assured them that he was fine. Thad headed to the table to get a drink, he wanted to loosen up a little. He wanted to run away from all of his problems, even if it was just for tonight.