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Briar "Aurora" Rose

Give me love like never before, 'Cause lately I've been craving more.

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a character in “Disney's Magical Island”, as played by KittyKLL

Personality

Briar "Aurora" Rose

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Nicknames: Rose, Aurora...No one calls me Briar.
Age: 18
Disney Movie: Sleeping Beauty
Birthday: January 29
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetrosexual
The only memory left: Of a man, in a forest. We were dancing, and it was absolutely magical. It seemed like we were there for hours and I know that it was true love. There was something about the way he held me in his arms, like I was the most precious thing in the world. I could of died that moment and I'd have been happy. The only sad part of that memory is that I don't seem to recall how he looked.

Likes:
  • Baking
  • Drawing, especially painting.
  • Every since I found a camera on the island, I've been in love with photography.
  • Animals, I love all kinds of furry creatures.
  • Romantic novels, you can always see me reading a book.
  • Sweets
  • Being the center of attention
  • Flirting, but not more than that.

Dislikes:
  • Insects, they gross me out.
  • The colors, pink and blue. I'm okay with them. i just prefer not to wear them.
  • I like to be the center of attention, so I really hate it when people ignore me.
  • Bitter food, I just can't eat it!
  • The heat

Fears:
  • Needles, and truthfully I really don't know why. I think its something connected to my past.
  • Never finding love


Personality: I would say that I'm a hopeless romantic, after all we all are inside. I'm always searching for "the one" although I fear that I may never find him. You could say that i'm also the cheerful type, well I am. I always try to see the best in everyone and everything, although I am a bit naive. I try to help people, no matter the situation and I feel that I should always be there to help. I am a bit innocent you could say, but I do have my crazy side. I love to party and on occasion act rebelliously. I am very carefree, and I barely worry, except if he's going to call of course.

I love reading and you can always find me with a book in my hand. I read anything you name it, but I mostly adore Romances, of course. Also I'm very protective about animals. You can always see me fend off anyone who will be a danger to them. I love being the center of attention, and there are people who do not like me because of that. I'm also very vain, only because I know I'm beautiful. Although I do not like it when other people mention it. I love to sing, its a passion of mine, but I never let anyone hear me. A bit of a flirt, and I use that to gain the attention I crave.


Biography: Life before the island: Aurora was a princess, and she was cursed by an evil witch, Maleficent, who also happens to be on this very island. On the year of her sixteenth birthday, she would prick her finger and die, but a good fairy changed the curse so she would only sleep until true love's first kiss. For many years she was protected by the good fairy's under the alias of Briar Rose, that is why she is under the impression that Briar is her real name and Aurora is only a nickname. Even though the fairy's tried to protect her, she still fell under harms way and fell into the deep sleep. Until her true love, Prince Phillip, also ironically on the island, kissed her and woke up. She was taken away from her story on the eve before her wedding night. Although she doesn't remember a thing.

Life on the Island: I actually very much like the island. Although everything does seem a bit strange, but I have gotten used to it pretty easily. Most of the people here are nice, and some have something familiar about them, but most of them are familiar so i doubt all of them are actually from my past. It could be that even none of them are from my past. I really like most of the girls here, but some are just plain scary. I love the beaches on the island though. its absolutely amazing. Although it does seem a bit strange that we might not be alone here. Although I do love this place, I desperately want to return, even though my life may be horrible. No one knows this though, everyone is under the impression that I'm the one who enjoys the island the most.

Anything else?

Password: Disney's Magic

So begins...

Briar "Aurora" Rose's Story

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Character Portrait: Gaston LeGumme Character Portrait: Mulan Hua Character Portrait: Yzma Empressa Character Portrait: Rey Kuzco Character Portrait: Rapunzel Gold Character Portrait: Briar "Aurora" Rose
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The sea sparkled a crystal blue, and seagulls cawed out to one another. On the other side of the island, the smell of pancakes filled Daisy's Diner. All over the island, beams of sunlight found themselves covering the premises. It was morning and the island was just waking up. All over, our fairytale characters started to open their eyes and venture outside of their manors, starting the day.

Day: 8th day on the island, Monday
Weather: Sunny and clear skies
Notes: Welcome, we are finally starting so let's enjoy this to the max. Also this is where I'll write assignments and events, if any. Also you can always look in the imporatant annoucments for them.



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The bright light oozing from the window woke Aurora. She wanted to continue to sleep, but with the light shining directly at her face it was a bit difficult. Also she could go close the curtains, but that would mean she'd have to get up and if she get's up then she might as well wake up entirely. After another five minutes of blinding light, and different positions, Aurora gave up and got out of bed. She opened the curtains all the way, letting the light eluminate the room. Quickly, Aurora changed out of her nightgown into this (one labeled Aurora) and went towards the kitchen. There she made coffee and breakfast for her roommates. She had to admit that she had tons of luck being roomed with Casey and Rapunzel. Aurora thought that they we're just both lovely. As she finished making the french toast and leaving it on the table, Auroa left a note saying that she was gone for the day. Packing her bag with a bathing suit that she'd found at Clarabelle Cow's Clothing, towel, and a lot of sunblock for her white skin, Auroa decieded to spend a day at the beach. Making sure the door was closed behind her, she started to glide her way to the beach, singing a small tune.


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Yzma was very aggitated to have been woken up, she heard some annoying creature at her window and it pissed her off. Oh well, she was awake now and there wasn't anything she could really do. Checking herself in the mirror, she removed all the night products she wears nightly. Then Yzma continued to add on her morning products, for some reason she was afraid of being all wrinkly which was odd since she's absolutely young and stunning. Glancing around her room, she took off her clothes and put on a bathrobe since she was going to take a shower soon. Setting out the clothes that she was going to wear today on her bed, Yzma started to think what she was going to do today. Maybe hang out with the boys and go drinking or something. She had to admit that there was a group that most people on the island didn't like, and she was part of it. Oddly enough they were able to stand each other, except for Ray. "Ugh damn you Kuzco!" she exclaimed to herself, thinking about the endless bickering of the previous night. After her obsession had left her, she decieded it was time to get herself clean. Jumping in the shower, Yzma started to belt out in song, making sure that it was loud enough for both Gaston and Mulan to hear. For Mulan to annoy her, and for Gaston so he might jump in and join her in the shower. "When I was a girl at my daddy's side,Papa, the royal mortician,Revealed to me in secret signs,The mark of the magician!" she sang loudly.

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Character Portrait: Rapunzel Gold Character Portrait: Briar "Aurora" Rose Character Portrait: Naomi King Character Portrait: Jessamine Amari Character Portrait: Casey Mota Character Portrait: Preston "Pooh" Hastings
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Casey woke to the smell of something delicious coming from the kitchen. He sat up in bed, stretched and yawned. Light was coming through the edges of the curtains, and he got up to pull them aside. He had a fantastic view of the water from here, and it looked like it was going to be a beautiful day on the island. Without giving much thought to the items he chose, Casey pulled on a pair of jeans and a simple tee shirt he had gotten from the mall last week and headed downstairs, noticing the plate of French toast and a note from Aurora on the kitchen table. How nice of her, to have made breakfast for them.

He took some fruit from the fridge and sat down at the table for breakfast, thinking about what he should do today. There were a few projects he had begun that he could finish. Although, he could use some more sea glass for one of them. "That will be the first order of business for the day," he said to no one in particular. "Then maybe I'll catch up with Pooh and--" He caught himself talking out loud and stopped himself, embarrassed. He would do this from time to time, and he was glad that most of the time nobody else was around to hear him. He glanced over at the stairs, hoping Rapunzel was still asleep and hadn't heard him talking to himself. He was certain most people thought him strange or awkward at the least, and he didn't want them to think he was crazy too.

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A rumbling noise brought Jess out of her sleep and she opened her eyes slightly, then groaned and pulled the covers over her head to block out the light. She had forgotten to close her curtains last night and the morning sunlight was glaring into the east-facing room. The rumbling continued, and it took Jess a minute to realize it was Rajah purring right beside her head. Man, that little orange kitten she had found last week had a loud purr. Jess lowered the blanket from her face to see the kitten laying contentedly on her pillow, and when Rajah noticed the movement he moved closer to bump his head against Jess's forehead, giving a quiet meow.

Jess sighed and sat up, scratching the kitten's head. "I guess I need to get you something to eat, don't I?" she said to the cat. She stood and walked to her closet, and pulled out a simple dress in her favorite color, teal. As she walked downstairs, Rajah kept pace with her, weaving between her strides and nearly tripping her. Jess rolled her eyes, but it was really hard to get irritated with the adorable little kitten. She poured a cup full of kitten food into a bowl on the kitchen floor and smiled as Rajah greedily dug in.

The smell of pancakes and maple syrup wafted from Daisy's Diner not far from the house. Perhaps Naomi would want to go and get breakfast with her. She left the cat to his meal, and headed back upstairs to knock on Naomi's bedroom door, hoping she was already awake. "Naomi?" she called. "You up? Want to go grab something to eat with me?"

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Character Portrait: Rapunzel Gold Character Portrait: Briar "Aurora" Rose Character Portrait: Mikey Muse Character Portrait: Naomi King Character Portrait: Casey Mota Character Portrait: Belle Acrage
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Light streams through rather thin curtains, landing directly on the eyelids of a sleeping girl with golden hair and a rather odd position. That is to say that her arms and legs are flailed out in all directions, with her stomach against the bed and her head turned to face the window, looking altogether the picture of a skydiver. She had stayed up late last night staring at the stars and dropping water balloons on the concrete below (which has left a pretty picture of random pieces of colorful rubber), and thus isn't quite in the mood to wake up in the morning. However, Rapunzel isn't the type who can easily slip back into a truly restful slumber, and thus forces herself to roll out of bed, only to find herself falling straight onto the ground in a painful thud. "Flip it!" she mutters angrily, rubbing her head as though that will somehow make the pain go away. The young woman doesn't swear very often, usually using random filler words, though when really angry that filter has the tendency to disappear in the matter of seconds. Knowing that there definitely is no chance of falling back asleep at this point, Rapunzel grabs the edge of the bed and pushes herself up, still rubbing her head, which pulses from the dull pain. The young woman rolls back her shoulders and slips into a pair of plush slippers before going downstairs, dressed in whatever she had been wearing the night before. Not unlike a child, the young woman has the tendency to just sleep in whatever she is wearing, knowing that she will change into new clothing the next day anyway.

Instead of walking down the stairs, Rapunzel sits on the railing and slides down, bumping her hip against the ending of it and jumping to her feet when she reaches the bottom floor, hair a complete mess around her head, almost like some golden halo of sorts. Honestly, she is very vain about her hair, but doesn't brush it until after breakfast- some weird schedule she seems to have. The scent of french toast fills her nostrils and prompts a grin onto the girl's face, as she walks into the kitchen and sits down across from Casey and serves herself the slices that are left, something of a big eater. "Morning," she greets him with a smile before taking a bite of the food. Rapunzel is constantly grateful for her housing arrangements, because she didn't end up with any of the group generally known for their obnoxious natures- in fact, her housemates are among the sweetest people on this island, both as naive as her, though generally more soft spoken than she is.

"So Aurora went out already? Glob, she is an early riser, eh? Hm. What are your plans? We could go meet up with Pooh? Maybe Naomi?" she suggests, knowing that Pooh, one of her closest friends here, is also pretty good friends with Casey. Before he responds, she stands up and gets out the orange juice to pour herself a glass. "Want some?"




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Regardless of what one may think of the young man, given his cheerful and kind nature, Mikey is not actually a person who is particularly big on mornings. That being said, he has forced himself to wake up early every day of the past week since they'd been here, if only for the sake of watching the sunrise. Just after it has fully risen, the young man tends to fall back asleep under the warmth of his covers. Today, however, he found himself being rather wide awake, and thus is in the kitchen at 7am, finishing up the eating of a breakfast which is composed of a cheese danish and glass of apple juice. Without thinking about it, he kind of leaves the dishes on the table and heads upstairs to shower, completely forgetting about the fact that he should probably be putting those things away at the moment. His steps are not light nor heavy up the stairs, quite average indeed, but he is not a particularly strange individual, excepting his abnormally optimistic nature. Then again, it isn't really all that strange on this island, from what he's seen, to be just a teeny bit happy-go-lucky. Plenty of people here are very energetic indeed, perhaps excepting a few of those who appear to prefer to hang out apart from the rest of the group. Not that he minds people doing as they please, of course, because Mikey is typically very open-minded.

After a quick shower, the man changes into a pair of jeans with a button down shirt and tie, feeling slightly fancier than usual today, hence the tie. Where should I go now? I wonder if Kuzco wants to hang out? I don't know if he'd be up this early. I guess I'll just go for a walk, and maybe I'll run into people, the young man decides finally, leaving the house and walking down to the beach so that he can look at the water and perhaps run into a friend. Even someone he doesn't know very well would be fine, because then he could meet new people. Whilst walking, Mikey releases an almost comically loud yawn, stretching one arm up and covering his mouth with the other to try and stifle remaining sleepiness. Later there is the mall with Belle, he thinks happily.

(Planning to post for Hook once one of his roommates post, so that he can be pissy towards them)

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Character Portrait: Flynn Rider Character Portrait: Gaston LeGumme Character Portrait: Mulan Hua Character Portrait: Yzma Empressa Character Portrait: Briar "Aurora" Rose Character Portrait:
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Aurora was walking down the road, and the birds where happily chirping to each other making conversation. Even a faint hoot of an owl was heard, and she assumed it was the creature's way of saying good morning before he was about to go to bed. The owls hoot, was familar to some extent, but Aurora thought nothing of it since she had heard the owl everynight. Meanwhile, her stomach grumbled and it reminded the naive blonde, that even though she had made an amazing breakfast, Aurora didn't eat any herself. Her walk towards the ocean only increased her hunger the more she walked. "Maybe I should stop and get something to eat?" she thought to herself. Looking around, hoping that maybe she was close to one of her friend's residence so she can enter and join them. "I'll go visit Mulan!" she exclaimed to herself knowing that the asian girl lived nearby. The blonde swiftly walked towards the houses but stopped for a minute. "Wait does she live in house D or C?" she thought to herself. Aurora wasn't that good at memorizing...well pretty much everything. She was able to remember things by objects, like how her house was the one with the bird's nest to the right. Aurora knows that Mulan lives in the house with the big oak tree next to it, but the tree was between two houses. After mulling about it for another minute or so, Aurora finally decided that it was the D house.

Not feeling the need to knock on the door, Aurora barged in quietly. The house was silent, which was unusual considering the people who live in the house, but the blonde just assumed that everyone was asleep. "I'll go wake up Mulan now," she whispered to herself as she started to walk towards, to what she thought, was Mulan's bedroom. Opening the door, after knocking twice and not recieving any answer, she entered to see a sleeping figure. Jumping softly on the bed, she said, "Wakey, wakey." and smiled as Aurora started to shake the figure. The blanket slipped from the figure's head to show a lump of brown hair. Aurora gasped, this wasn't her friend. She must have gotten the wrong house. "S-s-s-orry," she stammered as she attempted to get off the bed.


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Covering herself in the her favorite scented body wash, Yzma was expecting a visitor any minute now and sure enough he arrived. Belting out, he completed her song. Yzma grinned to herself as she felt a presance behind her in the shower, and as she turned around a glimpse in the mirror told her everything. Gaston joined her in the shower, and in his birthday suit of course. Although how could Yzma take a look in the mirror and not say anything about herself? She was drop dead gorgeous, even with her curls all wet. You could say she looked extremely sexy. Finally turning around to meet her sex puppet, she grinned and threw her arms all over his shoulders, fully aware that neither of them had anything between. "What took you so long? Were you too awed by my beauty?" Not really letting him answer, Yzma clashed her mouth against his. It was hot and heavy, and the steam that was emunating from the shower wasn't really helping with anything. Her hands found themselves exploring the very muscles that she had come to know so very well the past week. Finally when the small beauty had run out of breath, something that doesn't happen often at all, she said, "Are you going to help me shower or what?"

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Character Portrait: Flynn Rider Character Portrait: Gaston LeGumme Character Portrait: Yzma Empressa Character Portrait: Rey Kuzco Character Portrait: Briar "Aurora" Rose Character Portrait: Mikey Muse
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An obnoxious yawn escaped the young boy's mouth as his eyes fluttered open. His hands reached into the air to stretch in the bed he had all to himself. He paused for a moment and allowed his senses to come back to him. It didn't take long and Rey jumped out of his bed in one quick move. Saying that Rey was a morning person was honestly an understatement. The young boy scratched his belly, his feet moving him to get cloths to change into. Even though they had only been on the island for a week, Rey's closet was already more than filled with lavishing cloths that showed off his awesomeness.

He picked a pair of jeans and a dark grey T-shirt with a V-neck. He decided to go the casual way that day, at least for now. There was no need to show off so early in the morning, there was more than enough time for that later. He put on his white sneakers and grabbed his phone before making his way out of his room and to the bathroom. Rey didn't even bother checking if anyone was in there first and instead went straight to washing his face and teeth. As he did so, his head bobbed to a tune he was humming with tooth paste in his mouth. The music from last night was still in his head and he couldn't help but smile at the memories of it. Most of it consisted of Gaston being extra touchy, Yzma arguing with him, James drinking everything in the place, and Flynn flirting with any girl that caught his eye. Through it all, though, they had an amazing time, like they always did when the group was together. Good times, good times.

Finishing, Rey made sure he was looking his best, which wasn't so hard seeing as he always good great, before making his way out the bedroom. As he made his way in the kitchen, Rey noticed a piece of paper on the counter. He skipped over to it and read the fancy handwriting that could only belong to Belle. It was a simple message that informed them that she had gone out and the could leave any dishes in the sink for her to wash later. Belle would make a great wife, Rey noted and smiled at her cuteness. Seriously, he would even write all over himself just to tell Belle she could read him all night because he was just that committed to pleasing his ladies. Shaking his head, Rey broke the fantasies that had begun to form in his head and read the rest of the note. She added that if they needed her, they could text her and to write down anything they needed as well. And almost as if she knew that Rey was about to send her a million of messages that consisted of Rey demanding for her attention, she added not to bombard her with them. Pouting, Rey grabbed the note, crushed it in his fist, and threw it away. Call him mischievous or evil, Rey wasn't about to let Simon see the note. No, the only man Belle took care of was him.

Before Rey could rummage through the fridge, his cell phone buzzed to announce someone had sent him a message. It was probably one of his many admirers wanting to know how he woke up and wishing him the best of luck. When he checked to see who it was, he was greeted to a text from Mikey asking if he wanted to go to Daisy's Diner and get something to eat. A smile reached his lips as his fingers began to pounce on the keys.


Sounds like a plan. It'll be your treat! I'll meet you there in around five minutes, okay?


Sending the message, Rey ran upstairs to get his jacket. Mikey was someone Rey could easily push around so it was actually easy for Rey to get along with him. Although the two didn't have the same kind of fun that Rey would have with people like Yzma and the others, he did have great moments with Mikey. After grabbing his jacket, Rey left the house and began making his way to the diner with a delicious breakfast in his head. He could practically smell the pancakes already and he had barely taken a few steps out the house.




Adam Biest




When Adam's numb senses reached him through his sleep, he woke up with a heavy sigh. He didn't move though and instead remained laying in his bed for a moment. His body was covered in a number of blankets and anyone who came into his room, though nobody would be so stupid to do so unless they want to be greeted by a very angry man, wouldn't think twice that the heap of blankets on the bed would contain someone. Yet there he was, in all that mess, hoping that he would fall back to a decent slumber. Yet the sleep had left him, it seemed, and Adam was forced to bring himself out of his bed because of it.

His room was a complete mess. There were cloths thrown across the floor, a few empty bottles of beer, and many more various objects that Adam couldn't even recognize. He put little mind to the things covering his floor though and kept moving past the trash to leave his room. His eyes glanced over to the direction where his other two roommates slept. Fortunately for him, neither of them were too loud or annoying. They didn't bother Adam and Adam didn't snap at them, simple as that.

He dragged his feet down the hallway until he entered the bathroom. He stripped out of the cloths he was wearing before turning on the water. He had slept with the same cloths he had worn last night, like usual. Once the water was to his liking, Adam stepped in and began to take the much needed shower to take out any sleep he still had left. His time on the island could be better described as him doing things on his own while now and then snapping at the others inhabitants. He always ate out, cooking was not his forte and the food in the fridge didn't appease his hunger. He would find himself eating alone at Daisy's Diner and in the same condition for lunch at either Chip N' Dale's Famous Burger or at Pluto's Pizza. Then he would either go to the Pier, by some sushi on the way, and read a book at the beach to spend the time. Then there was the gym where Adam could take out his anger freely or the theater to entertain himself. Aside from the library, those places were the main spots Adam would be at most of the time.

After finishing his shower, Adam stepped out and dried himself with a towel. As he wrapped the towel around his waist, his ears picked up the sound of footsteps. They were soft, almost undetectable if it wasn't for the silence in the house, and Adam guessed they could only belong to Merida. Adam stayed still for a moment. He sure as hell didn't want to run into her in the hallway with only a towel covering him up. Once he heard a door open and the sound of footsteps fade away, Adam deemed it safe and stepped out of the bath room and began making his way back to his bedroom. His eyes caught sight of the door that lead to Flynn's room opened and his eyebrows knitted together. It wasn't until his eyes caught sight of a flash of blonde hair that belonged to a girl who was scrambling off of Flynn's bed that Adam's mind registered it hadn't been Merida's footsteps. For a moment, Adam thought it was Rapunzel. He wouldn't be surprised if she got in the wrong house to be honest. Yet he quickly noticed right away that it was Aurora after she gave Flynn a stuttered apology.

Adam's body tensed up and his feet quickly moved him out of the hallway and into his room. That was great, just great. His day had just begin and now his head was going to be filled with the blonde all day. It wasn't that Adam harbored feelings for her, no that would be crazy. It was because she reminded him of the rose in his memory and the option that she could be someone in his past made him a complete mess. It was all that had been in Adam's head since he awoke in that stupid island. He wanted to go back home because he knew that he had been happy there. He remembered the feeling clearly and he desperately wanted it back. Sighing at his thoughts, Adam ran a hand through his wet hair as he went to find anything that wasn't dirty to wear before heading out to get breakfast.