There's people on a plane. Said plane crashes. People are now stuck in some random forest on some random island with some random strangers. They have to try and well... not be stuck. But there's someone, or something, in the forest which doesn't belong.
| Alex Silver @PrqyForTheWicked | Clare Begita @Twixela | Aubri Morsak @Phenix | Firen Dosi @Glyphynx |
| Leo Romano @Technoscrub | Sher Halligan @Technoscrub | August Soto @Bori | Julian Caulderon @Bori |
| Raes Monroe @cicimochi | Am Dun @Am II-// | Rai Kasai @JoeSaurus | Alteca Vincent @Hyrotis |
| Lyons Grant @PumpkinSpicedPepper | Charlotte Kiato @AnxiousExtrovert | Tree Overwood @Starshii |
| Pipsqueak Thompson @MaeThePidgeon |
| Alex Silver @PrqyForTheWicked | Clare Begita @Twixela | Aubri Morsak @Phenix | Firen Dosi @Glyphynx |
| Leo Romano @Technoscrub | Sher Halligan @Technoscrub | August Soto @Bori | Julian Caulderon @Bori |
| Raes Monroe @cicimochi | Am Dun @Am II-// | Rai Kasai @JoeSaurus | Alteca Vincent @Hyrotis |
| Lyons Grant @PumpkinSpicedPepper | Charlotte Kiato @AnxiousExtrovert | Tree Overwood @Starshii |
| Pipsqueak Thompson @MaeThePidgeon |
The rest of the prologues for the other characters are coming soon! It's in order from the signups thread.
A sleek, black car pulled up to the curb. The tinted windows reflected the orange sunset, which was slowly vanishing behind the tall buildings of LA. The driver opened the door and stepped out. They were wearing a navy blue two-piece suit with a red tie. They pulled the passenger door open and a young boy got out of the car. An older man, presumably his father, stepped out of the car after. They both had blond hair, the boy's whiter than his father's, and grey eyes. The man was wearing a two-piece suit, this one black with a black tie. He straightened his tie and turned to the boy, who was dressed informally. The boy was wearing a hoodie, ripped jeans and some old trainers. He was grinning, his eyes twinkled. The driver was holding a suitcase and a backpack.
"I'm so proud of you. A scholarship is amazing, son, even if it is for something I didn't originally agree with.." His father said, looking down with pride.
"Dad, I like art. I want to be an artist, and I'll be fine." He picked up the suitcase and carelessly slung the backpack onto one shoulder. He strutted towards the entrance of the airport.
"Good luck, Alexander." His father shouted.
"Alex is fine, dad." The boy shouted back, pushing his hair out of his face. He disappeared into the airport.
"I'm so proud of you. A scholarship is amazing, son, even if it is for something I didn't originally agree with.." His father said, looking down with pride.
"Dad, I like art. I want to be an artist, and I'll be fine." He picked up the suitcase and carelessly slung the backpack onto one shoulder. He strutted towards the entrance of the airport.
"Good luck, Alexander." His father shouted.
"Alex is fine, dad." The boy shouted back, pushing his hair out of his face. He disappeared into the airport.
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