H2O

Ic: Jade grabbed her boogie board and ran into the waves

(eventually, maybe they meet well diving or on the beach?)

Skylar walked up the beach, surf board in hand. She walked along the part where the sand meets the water. She felt the wet sand between her toes until the water washed it away. She held her surfboard tight waiting for some good waves to show. She had a baby blue bikini on and some colorful board shorts. She continued to walk along until her legs grew tired. She walked onto the dry sand and laid down on her board starting to get a tan

[fancypost bgcolor=#EAF4FA; height: 355px; width: 440px; borderwidth=0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]They call me Lost Innocence[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#AFC7CD; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 1px; height: 270px; width: 200px; font-family: arial; color: #3A3C3D; text-align: center; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt;][font=Arial][size=7pt] Past: She lived in a tiny town in Maine. She was always the shy type, always to hide in shadows. She was always respectful and sweet, but that all changed. The day before the incident, her friend convinced her to follow her into the woods, not knowing why her friend wanted to do so. She finally agreed, and lead the way into the forest. They wandered around aimlessly for hours. As dusk broke, she had told her friend, who was looking at a rock, that it was already late and they needed to get back. Her friend agreed and they walked on. They soon realized they were lost. In result, her friend ran ahead of her, fell down a hole, and broke her neck. The girl ran to her friend's aid, but it was too late. She screamed. She soon left her friend, and continued the walk. Nothing changed. She still was lost. Days passed, and she finally gave up. Meanwhile, search parties were looking for the missing girls, but they only found the body. Soon, she grew accustom to the woods and made a small log cabin. She now roams the forest to kill anyone who comes into her woods. ~ OOC: recap? IC: [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=#EAF4FA; height: 355px; width: 440px; borderwidth=0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]They call me Lost Innocence[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#AFC7CD; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 1px; height: 270px; width: 200px; font-family: arial; color: #3A3C3D; text-align: center; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt;][font=Arial][size=7pt] Past: She lived in a tiny town in Maine. She was always the shy type, always to hide in shadows. She was always respectful and sweet, but that all changed. The day before the incident, her friend convinced her to follow her into the woods, not knowing why her friend wanted to do so. She finally agreed, and lead the way into the forest. They wandered around aimlessly for hours. As dusk broke, she had told her friend, who was looking at a rock, that it was already late and they needed to get back. Her friend agreed and they walked on. They soon realized they were lost. In result, her friend ran ahead of her, fell down a hole, and broke her neck. The girl ran to her friend's aid, but it was too late. She screamed. She soon left her friend, and continued the walk. Nothing changed. She still was lost. Days passed, and she finally gave up. Meanwhile, search parties were looking for the missing girls, but they only found the body. Soon, she grew accustom to the woods and made a small log cabin. She now roams the forest to kill anyone who comes into her woods. ~ OOC: oh, thx. My charrie is in the ocean. IC: Layla watched the fishes go past her. She stopped at the Coral Reef, her eyes scanning the beautiful scenery. [/fancypost]

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Skylar liked how the sun roasted her skin making her a nice Carmeal brown. It made her curly blonde hair stand out nicely.

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[fancypost bgcolor=#AFC7CD; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 1px; height: 270px; width: 200px; font-family: arial; color: #3A3C3D; text-align: center; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt;][font=Arial][size=7pt] Past: She lived in a tiny town in Maine. She was always the shy type, always to hide in shadows. She was always respectful and sweet, but that all changed. The day before the incident, her friend convinced her to follow her into the woods, not knowing why her friend wanted to do so. She finally agreed, and lead the way into the forest. They wandered around aimlessly for hours. As dusk broke, she had told her friend, who was looking at a rock, that it was already late and they needed to get back. Her friend agreed and they walked on. They soon realized they were lost. In result, her friend ran ahead of her, fell down a hole, and broke her neck. The girl ran to her friend's aid, but it was too late. She screamed. She soon left her friend, and continued the walk. Nothing changed. She still was lost. Days passed, and she finally gave up. Meanwhile, search parties were looking for the missing girls, but they only found the body. Soon, she grew accustom to the woods and made a small log cabin. She now roams the forest to kill anyone who comes into her woods. ~ OOC: IC: Layla swam further, and into the Moon Cave. [/fancypost]

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Skylar sat up, he skin getting that nice shade. She got up and put her sunglasses on and her board shorts back on she started her way across the beach. Once she got to a good spot she grAbbed her surf board and plopped on the water. Slowly paddling to the small waves.

[fancypost bgcolor=#EAF4FA; height: 355px; width: 440px; borderwidth=0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]They call me Lost Innocence[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#AFC7CD; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 1px; height: 270px; width: 200px; font-family: arial; color: #3A3C3D; text-align: center; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt;][font=Arial][size=7pt] Past: She lived in a tiny town in Maine. She was always the shy type, always to hide in shadows. She was always respectful and sweet, but that all changed. The day before the incident, her friend convinced her to follow her into the woods, not knowing why her friend wanted to do so. She finally agreed, and lead the way into the forest. They wandered around aimlessly for hours. As dusk broke, she had told her friend, who was looking at a rock, that it was already late and they needed to get back. Her friend agreed and they walked on. They soon realized they were lost. In result, her friend ran ahead of her, fell down a hole, and broke her neck. The girl ran to her friend's aid, but it was too late. She screamed. She soon left her friend, and continued the walk. Nothing changed. She still was lost. Days passed, and she finally gave up. Meanwhile, search parties were looking for the missing girls, but they only found the body. Soon, she grew accustom to the woods and made a small log cabin. She now roams the forest to kill anyone who comes into her woods. ~ OOC: IC: She entered the Moon-lit Cave happily, and leaned against the cool stone. [/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=#EAF4FA; height: 355px; width: 440px; borderwidth=0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]They call me Lost Innocence[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#AFC7CD; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 1px; height: 270px; width: 200px; font-family: arial; color: #3A3C3D; text-align: center; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt;][font=Arial][size=7pt] Past: She lived in a tiny town in Maine. She was always the shy type, always to hide in shadows. She was always respectful and sweet, but that all changed. The day before the incident, her friend convinced her to follow her into the woods, not knowing why her friend wanted to do so. She finally agreed, and lead the way into the forest. They wandered around aimlessly for hours. As dusk broke, she had told her friend, who was looking at a rock, that it was already late and they needed to get back. Her friend agreed and they walked on. They soon realized they were lost. In result, her friend ran ahead of her, fell down a hole, and broke her neck. The girl ran to her friend's aid, but it was too late. She screamed. She soon left her friend, and continued the walk. Nothing changed. She still was lost. Days passed, and she finally gave up. Meanwhile, search parties were looking for the missing girls, but they only found the body. Soon, she grew accustom to the woods and made a small log cabin. She now roams the forest to kill anyone who comes into her woods. ~ OOC: IC: Layla lifted herself out of the Moon Pool. [/fancypost]

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Skylar rides a small wave back. Let the wave bring her row shore.

(Sorry passed out on my floor xD )

Skylar swam back out and laid on her board letting the waves carry her back to shore. Sge let her hand flop in the water and her fingers moved around slowly in the warm water. She looked up at the sun with her sunglasses on. "How could anyone be any happier." She stated to herself.

[fancypost bgcolor=#EAF4FA; height: 355px; width: 440px; borderwidth=0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 26px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; width: 480px; margin-left: -35px; color: #3A3C3D;]They call me Lost Innocence[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#AFC7CD; borderwidth=0px; border-radius: 1px; height: 270px; width: 200px; font-family: arial; color: #3A3C3D; text-align: center; overflow: auto; font-size: 7pt;][font=Arial][size=7pt] Past: She lived in a tiny town in Maine. She was always the shy type, always to hide in shadows. She was always respectful and sweet, but that all changed. The day before the incident, her friend convinced her to follow her into the woods, not knowing why her friend wanted to do so. She finally agreed, and lead the way into the forest. They wandered around aimlessly for hours. As dusk broke, she had told her friend, who was looking at a rock, that it was already late and they needed to get back. Her friend agreed and they walked on. They soon realized they were lost. In result, her friend ran ahead of her, fell down a hole, and broke her neck. The girl ran to her friend's aid, but it was too late. She screamed. She soon left her friend, and continued the walk. Nothing changed. She still was lost. Days passed, and she finally gave up. Meanwhile, search parties were looking for the missing girls, but they only found the body. Soon, she grew accustom to the woods and made a small log cabin. She now roams the forest to kill anyone who comes into her woods. ~ OOC: IC: Layla smiled at Sapphire, her legs already returned. [/fancypost]

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