#isles.starter

[justahumxn]

Mason was standing in the bar, looking around at all the lights and decorations, it was pretty intense, pretty too. He was still admiring everything when someone approached him, shoving a drink in his general direction. 

“Oh uh.. hi? I’m not old enough to drink.. I’m only eighteen.” He admitted softly, looking up from the sweet looking drink that was being offered to him. 

[cfsupernovcs]

Everything had happened so quickly, between being pulled from her club and practically thrown straight into some random town, leaving her questioning whether her powers were beginning to glitch or not but as she rose to her feet and found that she was definitely not in San Francisco she had quickly pulled out her phone and tried to dial one of her sisters, a dial tone all she got in response as she ran a hand back through her hair and glanced around. “Fucking fantastic,” she mused before glancing upwards towards the sky slightly in attempts to call for her whitelighter. “Wyatt! Wyatt, where the hell are you?”

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[cfivcrykeys]

As the rumbling and shaking of the ground dissipated, Darcy found herself pushing herself up from the ground, a huff leaving her lips as she pulled away from the other that had approached. “I’m fine,” she mused. “Just wasn’t prepared for a damn earthquake of all things.”

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[alphakage]

Whispering Willows [Open]

Little by little, the werewolf continued to come across familiar and unfamiliar faces that were in the same predicament he was in: lost in a world they knew nothing about. After a few days, Scott had been happy to learn he wasn’t in a desolated nothingness. He’d learn a few things like the name of the forest he was not searching for people through: Whispering Willows. They seemed to get a bad name, but the werewolf couldn’t help feeling... calm while walking through them. 

Of course, the sense of security and calmness would soon distort into worry and caution as he caught a familiar scent that sent a shiver down his spine. Walking towards the scent, the werewolf sighed softly as his gaze found the corpse. “Dammit...” A disturbance behind him caught his attention. “Hey, don’t. You don’t want to see that...” Scott tried to warn the stranger. “Can you call the police? I think I lost my phone when I washed up on the beach.”

[hellschimera]

It had seemed like a good plan, just go walking through the woods in search of other people, maybe see if he could find some clue that could tell them how they got here. But instead Theo had gotten lost, lost and alone.

Looking around he felt his heartbeat steadily begin to rise, he couldn’t tell if it was out of fear, anger, or frustration. All he knew was that the more lost he became, the more he heard the whispers.

At first he couldn’t tell what they were saying, it sounded far off and garbled, like nothing but a sound on the wind.

But then the whispering took form, like laughter in his ears. Then he heard her, he heard Tara. Just like in all of his nightmares. But it felt so much more real. As he shoved his way through the underbrush he looked around, the blood rushing in his ears.

“T̵̖̀͛h̶̤͔̋͊è̸̡̲͊o̴͙̓...”

Stumbling over a hidden tree route Theo fell, catching himself on branches. He was covered in dirt and mild scrapes and bruises that were healing just as fast as he was getting them.

“Stop, it’s not real. You’re not real!” He shouted finally, covering his ears as the whispers got louder.

“T̵̨̎̾́h̶̨̙̾e̵̻̱̠͊ọ̵̈̔͝...”

“You’re not real...” He whimpered.

[dis-fun-ctionalgemini]

“Man, I tell you what if I wasn’t already with my source of magic I would be pumped about this place. Its a siphoners wet dream for magic, the whole damn place is just oozing it.” Kai touches a tree that seemed to move under his palm, “Oh creepy.” He lets out a giggle.

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[abilunaeclipse]

“What do we have here?” The queen walked silently through the wood, as if she mapped out where every fallen twig and dried leaf was. Her guard stood like a statue waiting for instruction or a threat directed at her, “Strangers in the wood.” She sounded more intrigued than worried unlike the Light Faye more than likely, ruffled feathers and such.

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[cosmicxxmistake]

“I wouldn’t mind the company.” The Halloween events were a lot but not overly surprising. She’d dealt with worse in all truths honesty. “Are you trying to enjoy things or no? The jury’s out for me still. I think I’ll carve a pumpkin or something.”