So.. It's a me, mario. i'm so quorky.
Anyway. Hello again, old and new friends alike. Oh let's just get into it.
Anyway. Hello again, old and new friends alike. Oh let's just get into it.
I will be continuing PZ's Most Eligible with new characters. I'll be doing that after I've finished Slender.
I do not wish to discuss anything, so all I am saying is: I'm glad to be back and the future will hold great things.
I will be continuing Slender with the same characters as before (but added another one of my OC's because I wanna)
Original Slender Thread: here
Original Slender Thread: here
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 |
| Shawn Pierce @PrqyForTheWicked |
| Clare Begita @Twixela |
| Aubri Morsak @Phenix |
| Firen Dosi @Glyphynx |
| Pipsqueak Thompson @Rounse |
| Leo Romano @Technoscrub |
| Sher Halligan @Technoscrub |
| August Soto @Bori |
| Julian Caulderon @Bori |
| Raes Monroe @softvibes |
| Am Dun @Am II-// |
| Alteca Vincent @Hyrotis
| Charlotte Kiato @AnxiousExtrovert |
| Lyons Grant @PepperPancake |
| Re Ames @Starshii |
| Alex Silver @PrqyForTheWicked |
| Shawn Pierce @PrqyForTheWicked |
| Clare Begita @Twixela |
| Aubri Morsak @Phenix |
| Firen Dosi @Glyphynx |
| Pipsqueak Thompson @Rounse |
| Leo Romano @Technoscrub |
| Sher Halligan @Technoscrub |
| August Soto @Bori |
| Julian Caulderon @Bori |
| Raes Monroe @softvibes |
| Am Dun @Am II-// |
| Alteca Vincent @Hyrotis
| Charlotte Kiato @AnxiousExtrovert |
| Lyons Grant @PepperPancake |
| Re Ames @Starshii |
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.
His phone buzzed, and his eyes lit up as he read the name on the screen.
"Hey!" Shawn said - the phone held tightly to his face.
"Hey, Shawn. You coming or what? I'm waiting outside the airport for you." The voice replied as the realisation smacked Shawn around the head.
"I forgot," he whispered.
"Shawn Brendon Pierce, you get down to the airport right now!" The voice replied as they both laughed.
"I'm coming, mother." Shawn grinned as he picked up his suitcase and wheeled it out of the hotel. He straightened his tie and smiled as he saw the figure grow.
"Finally." The figure replied, "You ready for a new life?"
"Of course, let's go!" Shawn replied, leaping forwards with excitement and joy.
"Hey!" Shawn said - the phone held tightly to his face.
"Hey, Shawn. You coming or what? I'm waiting outside the airport for you." The voice replied as the realisation smacked Shawn around the head.
"I forgot," he whispered.
"Shawn Brendon Pierce, you get down to the airport right now!" The voice replied as they both laughed.
"I'm coming, mother." Shawn grinned as he picked up his suitcase and wheeled it out of the hotel. He straightened his tie and smiled as he saw the figure grow.
"Finally." The figure replied, "You ready for a new life?"
"Of course, let's go!" Shawn replied, leaping forwards with excitement and joy.
She rubbed her eyes and sat up, looking around. The sky glowed as she stretched, her back aching from laying on the bench. Her backpack was open, a few $50 bills peeking out. Of course, how could she forget? Glancing around, she shoved the notes back and zipped her bag up. A small, thin cat had seen Clare and was now rubbing itself along her leg. Her phone lit up, and she glanced at it. She jumped to her feet, her old and tattered jeans now lined with dirt and cat fur. The cat meowed sadly as Clare ran off with her backpack and suitcase. The harsh winter winds chased Clare as she ran towards the airport. She turned around, just for a split second, and sprinted full speed into a small child.
"Sorry!" Clare shouted as she ran past and through the doors of the airport.
"Sorry!" Clare shouted as she ran past and through the doors of the airport.
"Taxi!" She shouted, her words lined with a strong and clear French accent. "TAXI" A taxi skidded to a halt, and an angry looking man peered through the window.
"What do you want, love?"
"Well, 'love', I want to go to the moon." The taxi driver stared back at her. "WHAT DO YOU THINK I WANT?" The taxi driver drove away, speechless. "WAIT, I DIDN'T MEAN IT..." She shouted back. "How am I meant to get to the airport now..?" She thought out loud.
"Airport, you say? I'm going to the airport, want a lift?" Aubri turned around and saw a tall boy, in their late teens, sitting in his car, with another much smaller boy, but still around the same age, in the passenger seat.
"Really? Thank you so much." Aubri put her suitcase in the backseat and then climbed in after it.
"So, what's your name?" The driver asked.
"I'm Aubri, you?"
"I'm Firen, nice to meet you."
"I'm Pipsqueak." The smaller one said.
"Yeah, nice to meet you both. Where are you to going to then?"
"We're going away on a trip to an unknown place, we won it."
"Really? Me too! What gate are you going through?" Aubri replied, unable hide her shock.
"Gate 13. You?"
"Me too," She said with confusion. "That's... weird."
"What do you want, love?"
"Well, 'love', I want to go to the moon." The taxi driver stared back at her. "WHAT DO YOU THINK I WANT?" The taxi driver drove away, speechless. "WAIT, I DIDN'T MEAN IT..." She shouted back. "How am I meant to get to the airport now..?" She thought out loud.
"Airport, you say? I'm going to the airport, want a lift?" Aubri turned around and saw a tall boy, in their late teens, sitting in his car, with another much smaller boy, but still around the same age, in the passenger seat.
"Really? Thank you so much." Aubri put her suitcase in the backseat and then climbed in after it.
"So, what's your name?" The driver asked.
"I'm Aubri, you?"
"I'm Firen, nice to meet you."
"I'm Pipsqueak." The smaller one said.
"Yeah, nice to meet you both. Where are you to going to then?"
"We're going away on a trip to an unknown place, we won it."
"Really? Me too! What gate are you going through?" Aubri replied, unable hide her shock.
"Gate 13. You?"
"Me too," She said with confusion. "That's... weird."
Pipin walked into the room, a half-eaten cupcake in his hand and suitcase in the other. He awkwardly pushed his messy black hair out of his face as Firen came down the stairs.
"Ready to go?" Firen asked.
"Yep, I'm so excited!" They put their suitcases in the trunk of the car and jumped into the front. Firen started the car and began to drive. After five minutes of fun and laughter, they reached the city centre. And then they heard her.
"TAXI!" A French accent screeched from the buzzing city.
"Should we help her?" Pipin asked.
"I guess, but it depends on where she's going. If she's not going to the airport, we can't."
"Yeah, let's ask!" They drove up to the curb and stopped behind a taxi. The girl was arguing with a taxi driver.
"Uh oh, she looks like trouble," Firen said.
"We should still help!"
"Of course." The taxi drove away, and they managed to shuffle forwards. Firen and Pipin made eye-contact as the girl asked herself, "How am I meant to get to the airport now..?"
"Airport, you say? I'm going to the airport, want a lift?"
"Ready to go?" Firen asked.
"Yep, I'm so excited!" They put their suitcases in the trunk of the car and jumped into the front. Firen started the car and began to drive. After five minutes of fun and laughter, they reached the city centre. And then they heard her.
"TAXI!" A French accent screeched from the buzzing city.
"Should we help her?" Pipin asked.
"I guess, but it depends on where she's going. If she's not going to the airport, we can't."
"Yeah, let's ask!" They drove up to the curb and stopped behind a taxi. The girl was arguing with a taxi driver.
"Uh oh, she looks like trouble," Firen said.
"We should still help!"
"Of course." The taxi drove away, and they managed to shuffle forwards. Firen and Pipin made eye-contact as the girl asked herself, "How am I meant to get to the airport now..?"
"Airport, you say? I'm going to the airport, want a lift?"
Leo bent down to hug the two family pets as he said his goodbyes to the rest of the family.
"You're coming back for the summer, right Leo?" His adoptive mum, who he treated as his own mum, asked him.
"Of course I am, mum, you know that," Leo replied, smiling. "See you soon, Sofia." He said to his sister. With one final wave to his family, he headed out of the door with a spring in his step, eager to learn anything and everything possible at this mysterious new school. As he sat on the bus, he looked down at the school's brochure.
Wow. This is, crazy. Leo thought to himself. It's right by the mountains... And there's a lake and a forest nearby too? This is going to be amazing! The bus slowed down as it reached the airport and all of the passengers stood up to get off. Leo grabbed his suitcase and jumped up too, not trying to contain his excitement.
"New school, here I come."
"You're coming back for the summer, right Leo?" His adoptive mum, who he treated as his own mum, asked him.
"Of course I am, mum, you know that," Leo replied, smiling. "See you soon, Sofia." He said to his sister. With one final wave to his family, he headed out of the door with a spring in his step, eager to learn anything and everything possible at this mysterious new school. As he sat on the bus, he looked down at the school's brochure.
Wow. This is, crazy. Leo thought to himself. It's right by the mountains... And there's a lake and a forest nearby too? This is going to be amazing! The bus slowed down as it reached the airport and all of the passengers stood up to get off. Leo grabbed his suitcase and jumped up too, not trying to contain his excitement.
"New school, here I come."
Sher sat in his room, drawing, when his mum opened the door and peered in. Without turning around, Sher replied.
"I'm busy, mum. What do you want?"
A little taken back but the rude attitude, his mum replied with "Have you packed, darling? We're leaving for the airport in 20 minutes."
"Yeah, I have. Is that all?" Sher replied, frustrated with the amount of social activity happening.
"Yes, sweetie. What are you drawing?" Sher's mum replied, causing an annoyed sigh.
"Nothing." Sher shoved the drawing into his backpack and zipped it closed.
"Why do I bother with him...?" He heard his mother mutter as she closed the door.
20 minutes later
"SHERWIN GREY HALLIGAN, YOU GET DOWNSTAIRS RIGHT NOW. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO MAKE US LATE FOR THIS HOLIDAY!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming." He shouted back, "Keep your hair on."
30 minutes later
The family of three got out of the taxi and walked into the airport, ready for a new life.
"I'm busy, mum. What do you want?"
A little taken back but the rude attitude, his mum replied with "Have you packed, darling? We're leaving for the airport in 20 minutes."
"Yeah, I have. Is that all?" Sher replied, frustrated with the amount of social activity happening.
"Yes, sweetie. What are you drawing?" Sher's mum replied, causing an annoyed sigh.
"Nothing." Sher shoved the drawing into his backpack and zipped it closed.
"Why do I bother with him...?" He heard his mother mutter as she closed the door.
20 minutes later
"SHERWIN GREY HALLIGAN, YOU GET DOWNSTAIRS RIGHT NOW. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO MAKE US LATE FOR THIS HOLIDAY!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming." He shouted back, "Keep your hair on."
30 minutes later
The family of three got out of the taxi and walked into the airport, ready for a new life.
August sat on the streets, still distraught over the death of her adopter. How long ago was it? Months, maybe even years. Time doesn't matter when those you loved the most leave you. In his will, August's adoptive dad left her a plane ticket for a fresh new start and $500,000. Maybe she could go to school, take some art classes or learn how to cook a proper full-course meal! She could get a pet and live in a nice big house. The possibilities only ended where August's imagination stopped. She picked up the only back she had, which was a backpack that was only just big enough to fit an A4 folder in, and walked towards the airport. Excitement and fear echoed around her head, each fighting to take control. The airport was creeping around the corner, and the empty street suddenly became crowded. August, who was being pushed around by anyone and everyone who was taller than her, kept her head low and slid between everyone - eventually reaching the airport doors.
"To a new life." She muttered, stepping into the warmth.
"To a new life." She muttered, stepping into the warmth.
Julian turned the corner and saw a familiar, yet distant, figure in front of him. Do I know them, he thought to himself. No, I can't. This is LA, there's no way, but it must be. He quickly hid behind a bush and gathered his thoughts. Julian edged neared, in an attempt to see her, but
August turned around at the sound of the branch snapping and looked around. She headed towards the park and looked behind the bushes. She spotted Julian and gasped. She tried to run, but Julian grabbed her ankle and she fell. He laughed and stood over her, intimidating her.
"Hello, old friend." August spun over and stared at him.
"You psycho! I'm not a friend, and I never was. Leave me alone, or I'll scream." Julian stepped back, mocking her.
"I'm very scared," Julian said, his voice full of sarcasm. "So, where you off to then?"
"Why do you care?"
"I want to make sure you aren't going on the same plane as me, it might cause..." He paused for a minute, "Let's just say, problems." He smiled. August got out her plane ticket and looked at it.
"Gate... 13. You?" She said, hopeful that it would be any other number. He winked, "See you there, babe." She looked at him, annoyed, as he walked towards the airport.
August turned around at the sound of the branch snapping and looked around. She headed towards the park and looked behind the bushes. She spotted Julian and gasped. She tried to run, but Julian grabbed her ankle and she fell. He laughed and stood over her, intimidating her.
"Hello, old friend." August spun over and stared at him.
"You psycho! I'm not a friend, and I never was. Leave me alone, or I'll scream." Julian stepped back, mocking her.
"I'm very scared," Julian said, his voice full of sarcasm. "So, where you off to then?"
"Why do you care?"
"I want to make sure you aren't going on the same plane as me, it might cause..." He paused for a minute, "Let's just say, problems." He smiled. August got out her plane ticket and looked at it.
"Gate... 13. You?" She said, hopeful that it would be any other number. He winked, "See you there, babe." She looked at him, annoyed, as he walked towards the airport.
"You need a break, sweetie."
"No, I don't!" Raes stormed up the stairs, her parents behind her.
"Listen to me, Raes." Her father pleaded, "You're not... you're not okay. We'll send you somewhere nice. Like Spain, how about Spain? Or Australia?"
"I'm fine, can I finish watching that film now?"
"That's it, little madam. I've had enough of you. Demanding this and demanding that. We're sending you away, and you can come back when you're grateful and cured."
"MUM, NO!" Raes screamed "MUM, I'M SORRY!"
"It's too late, Raes. I'm sorry," Her dad said to her as they watched Raes' mum throw Raes' clothes into a suitcase and zip it up.
"The mental hospital didn't work. This is my last option." The suitcase landed at Raes' feet. "And I will take you there, just to make sure you don't try and leave." Raes sighed.
35 minutes later.
"Well... I guess this is goodbye." Raes said, looking sorrowful.
"Don't try any of that with me, little missy." Her mum said. Raes went to walk into the airport but her mum gave her a quick hug.
"I'm going to miss you, my baby. See you next year." Her mum whispered.
"Bye mum," Raes said as a tear escaped and rolled down her face.
"No, I don't!" Raes stormed up the stairs, her parents behind her.
"Listen to me, Raes." Her father pleaded, "You're not... you're not okay. We'll send you somewhere nice. Like Spain, how about Spain? Or Australia?"
"I'm fine, can I finish watching that film now?"
"That's it, little madam. I've had enough of you. Demanding this and demanding that. We're sending you away, and you can come back when you're grateful and cured."
"MUM, NO!" Raes screamed "MUM, I'M SORRY!"
"It's too late, Raes. I'm sorry," Her dad said to her as they watched Raes' mum throw Raes' clothes into a suitcase and zip it up.
"The mental hospital didn't work. This is my last option." The suitcase landed at Raes' feet. "And I will take you there, just to make sure you don't try and leave." Raes sighed.
35 minutes later.
"Well... I guess this is goodbye." Raes said, looking sorrowful.
"Don't try any of that with me, little missy." Her mum said. Raes went to walk into the airport but her mum gave her a quick hug.
"I'm going to miss you, my baby. See you next year." Her mum whispered.
"Bye mum," Raes said as a tear escaped and rolled down her face.
Am walked through the park, humming along to the music that was blasting into their ears. As people walked past, they would give them odd looks but Am didn't seem to notice. Although they were only 13 years old, they were much taller and managed to pass themselves off as 15, at a minimum. Am could see the airport, probably only half a mile away. Am walked towards the airport, scared and hopeful for the future. Am heard someone panting and looked to the side, just as a 17-year-old girl collided into them - and knocking them over.
"Sorry!" The girl shouted, running into the airport. Am got up and brushed themselves off.
"Don't mind me..." They muttered. "Don't mind me at all, it's not like it hurt or anything."
Am sighed and walked around the corner, bumping into another person, this time a different 17-year-old girl.
"Oh... Sorry." The girl replied, dazed and confused.
"Watch it, will you," Am replied coldly.
"I'm sorry." The girl replied.
"So... What's your name then?" Am replied, confused at why they cared.
"I'm Charlotte, you?"
"Am. Where you off to then? You look like you're in a hurry."
"Oh. I'm going to the airport, I'm going on holiday."
"Me too."
"Oh, well you're heading the wrong way."
"I think you're going the wrong way."
"Oh." They both laughed.
"Sorry!" The girl shouted, running into the airport. Am got up and brushed themselves off.
"Don't mind me..." They muttered. "Don't mind me at all, it's not like it hurt or anything."
Am sighed and walked around the corner, bumping into another person, this time a different 17-year-old girl.
"Oh... Sorry." The girl replied, dazed and confused.
"Watch it, will you," Am replied coldly.
"I'm sorry." The girl replied.
"So... What's your name then?" Am replied, confused at why they cared.
"I'm Charlotte, you?"
"Am. Where you off to then? You look like you're in a hurry."
"Oh. I'm going to the airport, I'm going on holiday."
"Me too."
"Oh, well you're heading the wrong way."
"I think you're going the wrong way."
"Oh." They both laughed.
Alteca looked down at the photo in his hand. It had only been a month since he found the arsonist that killed his father, yet he still felt as if not enough had been done. A death for several deaths that were caused in that attack that seems fair, right? As a reward for finding the arsonist, they were offered a plane ticket to a mysterious location. Feeling defeated, yet victorious, Alteca accepted the offer. As he walked towards the airport, he became light-headed. He half-fell half-sat on the bench behind him as flashes of fire, burning and death crossed his mind.
"Are you okay?" Alteca felt a warm hand on his shoulder and looked up to see a tall teenager standing in front of them. When Alteca looked at this stranger, Alteca noticed that they had a faint scar along the bridge of their nose. The stranger repeated the question.
"Oh, yeah I'm fine." Alteca got up and walked away.
"Sir?" The stranger called after him, "You forgot your bag."
"Oh." Alteca took their bag and walked to the airport.
"Are you okay?" Alteca felt a warm hand on his shoulder and looked up to see a tall teenager standing in front of them. When Alteca looked at this stranger, Alteca noticed that they had a faint scar along the bridge of their nose. The stranger repeated the question.
"Oh, yeah I'm fine." Alteca got up and walked away.
"Sir?" The stranger called after him, "You forgot your bag."
"Oh." Alteca took their bag and walked to the airport.
She hummed along to a tune she made up in her head as she skipped down the street. As she skipped through the park, she saw some neatly-arranged flowerbeds and went to have a look. She bent down to smell them when she heard a soft and welcoming voice behind her.
"Do you like my flowers?" Charlotte turned around to see a woman, probably mid-sixties, standing behind her.
"Oh, oh yes. They're very nice flowers, beautiful in fact."
"You can have one if you like."
"No, no. I can't. They're too beautiful for me." It was too late since the lady had already carefully plucked one from the flower bed and held it out to Charlotte. "Thank you..." She smiled. After a long conversation with the lady, Charlotte left the park and headed towards the airport. As she turned around the corner and bumped into a small child.
"Oh... Sorry." Charlotte replied, awkward as she was pulled back into the real world.
"Watch it, will you," They replied coldly.
"I'm sorry," Charlotte replied, positive that she could make a new friend.
"So... What's your name then?"
"I'm Charlotte, you?"
"Am. Where you off to then? You look like you're in a hurry."
"Oh. I'm going to the airport, I'm going on holiday."
"Me too."
"Oh, well you're heading the wrong way."
"I think you're going the wrong way."
"Oh." They both laughed.
"Do you like my flowers?" Charlotte turned around to see a woman, probably mid-sixties, standing behind her.
"Oh, oh yes. They're very nice flowers, beautiful in fact."
"You can have one if you like."
"No, no. I can't. They're too beautiful for me." It was too late since the lady had already carefully plucked one from the flower bed and held it out to Charlotte. "Thank you..." She smiled. After a long conversation with the lady, Charlotte left the park and headed towards the airport. As she turned around the corner and bumped into a small child.
"Oh... Sorry." Charlotte replied, awkward as she was pulled back into the real world.
"Watch it, will you," They replied coldly.
"I'm sorry," Charlotte replied, positive that she could make a new friend.
"So... What's your name then?"
"I'm Charlotte, you?"
"Am. Where you off to then? You look like you're in a hurry."
"Oh. I'm going to the airport, I'm going on holiday."
"Me too."
"Oh, well you're heading the wrong way."
"I think you're going the wrong way."
"Oh." They both laughed.
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