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Naomi King

Gotta get out of civilization and explore a bit, lay back, have fun!

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

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Naomi Karmel King

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Nicknames: I have been called Nala a lot by friend and family.
Age: Eighteen
Disney Movie: The Lion King
Birthday: September 24th
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
The only memory left: Nala remembers the pain of what was left behind after she thought Simba was dead. That's all she remembers is the pain of hunger with no food and the pain that Simba's gone, she doesn't remember finding him.

Likes:
  • Rebelling
  • Danger
  • Debates
  • Parties
  • Adventure

Dislikes:
  • Being told what to do
  • uptight people
  • Hedgehogs
  • Rules
  • Problems

Fears:
  • That she wont remember anything.
  • No one will like her.


Personality: Naomi is a carefree girl. She loves to be a free spirit and she knows who she is and how she acts. Naomi will not change for the better of everyone else, just to please one person she will not change something about herself, they can either take her or leave her, that's their choice not hers. Naomi loves to be a bit more on the wild side, she likes to take the risk and she likes to rush of adrenaline when she's doing something highly dangerous, it makes it all the worth while, there is high risk she could die in some situations but she's taken the chance multiple times over and over again.

Naomi is a girl who will be blunt, she wont beat around the bush and she wont try to sugar coat things, although Naomi does have a heart though, she is kind and soft, she has that softer side as well as the rebellious one. there's moments where Naomi completely cares and she tries to make people better with all the things that she tries to say and do. Naomi has a soft spot, a major soft spot for those she knows extremely well and for those who hold a place in her heart. Naomi, is a very social person though, she'll talk to anyone and everyone, she does not place herself above another because that's wrong and no one should ever think because they have a higher status they need to make people feel a certain way.

Adventure! Taking a trip, seeing new places, meeting new people. It all puts one big smile on Naomi's face and she loves to take things in stride, she's always been the one to go with the flow of things and to hardly ever plan a single thing out. Although since Naomi can't remember much she doesn't feel like trying to meet a whole ton of new people since she gets flashes of the pain she remembers from before.


Biography: Nala was once a young cub living at pride rock with her mother. It was never mentioned a whole lot but Nala had a little brother but he was just hardly brought up altogether. Nala's mother was close friends with the female ruler of Pride Rock also known as Simba's mother. Simba and Nala were always stuck together like glue when they were younger and did everything together cause potential little tricks on the lions around. Although they were best friends and never had viewed each other as anything more when they were young although Nala and Simba were told once by zazu that they were supposedly engaged, Simba wasn't too thrilled about it at all and had made jokes about it meanwhile Nala made a few jokes but she was a bit hurt by what Simba had said. Eventually there was one point when Simba had been gone and they thought he was dead for a long years, those were horrible times for Nala when she was at Pride Rock living under the control of Scar, Simba's uncle. Eventually since there was no food, Nala had found Simba, she could hardly believe it when she did but she had seen them. They had shared a wonderful evening and time over there and Nala had tried to get Simba to go back.

Now Nala has been taken out of her time in the fairy tale she was supposed to live out and have people wonder what was going to happen next. She was placed on the island. Nala was confused for a long while and was trying to figure things out but it was nearly impossible to do so when she had remembered next to nothing about the whole situation. After a bit she had finally started to relax and she went to go meet other people, sooner or later she wanted to get to the bottom of it though. Nala seemed to liked to sit on the beaches that they had there.

Anything else? Nala is fairly strong and she doesn't mind using her strength.

Password: Disney's Magic!

So begins...

Naomi King's Story

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Character Portrait: Briar "Aurora" Rose Character Portrait: Jessamine Amari Character Portrait: Rapunzel Gold Character Portrait: Casey Mota Character Portrait: Preston "Pooh" Hastings Character Portrait: Naomi King

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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: Briar "Aurora" Rose Character Portrait: Mikey Muse Character Portrait: Rapunzel Gold Character Portrait: Belle Acrage Character Portrait: Casey Mota Character Portrait: Preston "Pooh" Hastings Character Portrait: Naomi King

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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: Wendy Darling Character Portrait: Jessamine Amari Character Portrait: Rapunzel Gold Character Portrait: Casey Mota Character Portrait: Preston "Pooh" Hastings Character Portrait: Naomi King Character Portrait: Peter Paneer

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Jessamine laughed when she heard Peter's voice bellowing from his room down the hall. "All right," she said, taking in his disheveled, just-out-of-bed appearance. "Go get dressed, we'll head over to Daisy's Diner in a few minutes." Jess wasn't much of a cook, but even if she was, there wasn't much of any food in the kitchen to make. Perhaps a grocery stop would be in order sometime today. Maybe, if she got around to it.

She knocked on Naomi's door again, not wanting to leave her behind, but knowing that now that Peter was up and had his mind set on food it wouldn't be very much longer that they'd have to leave. "Na? If you want some breakfast, we're leaving soon. I might head out to the beach afterwards if you want to come. Looks like it's going to be a gorgeous day out there."

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Having just taken a big bite of French toast, Casey smiled a silent hello in return as Rapunzel made her way, her own way, from upstairs. She certainly was an original, and that made him admire her all the more. She wasn't afraid to be exactly who she wanted to be, regardless of what others thought of her, and Casey wished he could be at least a little more like that. "Yes, please," he responded when she offered him some orange juice, and he slid the bowl of fruit closer too her in case she wanted some.

"I was thinking about going over to the beach sometime today to look for some sea glass, and maybe some driftwood," he said in response to Rapunzel's question about his plans for the day. "But I would like to catch up with Pooh, if you're planning to go to see him anyway. Naomi, too." They were some of the few people on the island he actually felt comfortable around, besides Wendy. He wondered what she was doing today, and thought he may ask her to come along later at the beach. HeJ knew she loved being outside, and he did enjoy listening to her stories while he worked on his projects. Casey brought his mind back to the present, and thanked Rapunzel for the orange juice.

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Character Portrait: Mikey Muse Character Portrait: Rapunzel Gold Character Portrait: Belle Acrage Character Portrait: Casey Mota Character Portrait: Mulan Hua Character Portrait: Rey Kuzco Character Portrait: Preston "Pooh" Hastings Character Portrait: Naomi King Character Portrait: Terk Vines

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When Casey agrees to a glass of the traditional morning drink, Rapunzel pours a second cup and sets it in front of him before sitting across from him at the table. He pushes the bowl towards her, and the young woman grins thankfully, reaching out and taking an apple to eat with her orange juice. The blonde often seems to have a pit of a stomach- she is constantly either eating or hungry, with brief periods of time in between the two options. What she has in gluttony, however, she makes up for by seeming to be constantly moving around, whether simply fidgeting or running around playing tag with Naomi or Mulan. She plays games with Pooh as well, of course, but he tends to prefer slightly slower pace things, like hide and seek or just sitting around and eating- not that she is against eating, of course, especially given her aforementioned constant hunger. Her cup of orange juice is drained by the time that Casey begins speaking again, detailing a plan to go look for driftwood or sea glass on the beach. Rapunzel takes a spoon and carves a smiley face onto her apple, though she does look up and nod at what he says, thinking that scavenging for sea glass would be something rather fun to do today. She places the apple, now possessing a crudely carved face, back into the bowl for someone to find and smiles at Casey before picking up her empty dishes, as well as his, and beginning to clean them.

"Can I join you? We could visit Pooh and Naomi afterwards, or invite them to tag along, maybe?" she asks cheerfully, apparently having left the mood she had woken up in. It doesn't typically take much for Rapunzel to regain her energy, as long as the only thing lacking had been actual physical energy. Besides, in all honesty, she had had a rather lovely dream last night, though it ended with the same thing that each of her dreams end with- a night sky lit up with paper lanterns, their lights reflected by placid waters. "I'm an excellent sea glass finder!" she promises.




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As he walks down the path, Mikey begins to wonder if her should perhaps go to Belle's house and see if she'd like to get breakfast at Daisy's Diner with him before they go to the mall. He is awfully hungry, having not eaten before leaving the house, and the Diner makes a rather excellent plate of pancakes- one of the orders comes with a face made of fruit and whip cream on it, and he has ordered it every time he went to the diner, regardless of the time of day. He has a rather childish sense of humor, or perhaps corny would be a better word for it, and thus finds the face to be positively delightful in every way- at least to him. I'm sure Belle has plans already, though. I'll ask Rey, he decides, helped by the fact that his walk has lead him in that generation anyways. The bespectacled young lad pulls out his cell phone -he seems to be one of the few who were immediately comfortable with using it- and sends a message to the person who is probably his best friend, at least to Mikey, on the island, one Rey Kuzco.

To: Rey
From: Mikey
Subject: Breakfast
Want to go to the Diner and grab breakfast?


The young man shuts his phone just in time to notice Terk and Mulan wrestling each other, or something like that. He raises an eyebrow and smiles, lifting a hand to wave but ending up having to push up his glasses instead. They seem to be busy, though, so Mikey doesn't speed up to stop and talk, as he might have otherwise. Besides, he's decent friends with Mulan, but Terk doesn't ever seem to talk with him very much.

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Character Portrait: Jessamine Amari Character Portrait: Rapunzel Gold Character Portrait: Casey Mota Character Portrait: Preston "Pooh" Hastings Character Portrait: Naomi King Character Portrait: Peter Paneer Character Portrait: Jane Porter Character Portrait: Lucas Hiss

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Jane Porter

It had been early morning when Jane had woken up. It wasn't even dawn yet, the sun started to rise yet. Jane laid there for awhile and she looked out her window. After awhile she had tossed the blankets to the side, swung her feet over, and stood up, her feet landing on the floor. She stretched her arms out and she meanwhile it was stretching her back out. Her lips parted letting out a small yawn. Soon Jane walked over to her closet and she opened it and pulled out something to wear for the day and laid it out on her bed. She looked around the room to make sure she had nothing to take care of for now.

Jane walked over to the bathroom where she could take a shower, Jane had gotten in and she turned the hot water on. It came spraying out and it ran down her body. It felt nice just to stand there under the hot water but soon enough she had to get around to washing her body parts and her hair. After she was all nice and clean she turned off that shower and stepped out. She took a nice soft white towel from the pile of folded towels and wrapped it around her body. Walking up to the mirror she stared at her reflection for a bit and then pulled the hair dryer out and she began to dry her hair. It took twenty minutes but she had done it and her hair was brushed out.

Jane walked back out into her room and dried herself. Soon she had gotten dressed in this and she made sure her dress was smoothed out and it was straight. She smiled as it seemed to look perfect. Soon Jane slipped on her flats and then walked over to the bathroom. She stood in front of the mirror and turned her curling iron on letting it heat up as she put in her earrings and washed her face and moisturized it. She put a bit of eyeliner and lipstick on but nothing to heavy. Jane then was reading to curl her brown locks and after an hour she had perfectly curled her hair and arranged them neatly.

Now she was ready and presentable. Some people thought she was boring and dull but they didn't even know half of her. They thought she was all about being proper but if they took the time to know her they'd know she doesn't mind getting her hands dirty or going on any sort of adventure. They all just avoid her thinking she's a stick in the mud. Jane grabbed a book, her favourite one that was about different animals. She loved to read and it was her favourite thing to do in the world. Soon enough she had left her room and the sun had just gotten up. She went to sit on a grassy bank by the beach and she began to read while feeling the light breeze on her face. After awhile Jane could smell cooking and she went to where the smell was. She smiled as Aurora had made some breakfast and Jane got a little bit before leaving again. Now it seemed others were getting up and Jane had left her book closed in her hand.

Jane had walked off and went somewhere quiet and alone. She didn't really know who all wanted to be around her but it didn't matter, eventually someone would be friends with her, right? None the less Jane, mustn't be this way and she should be happy, she didn't need to let things get her down. Jane began to now walk around the island and eventually she came up to the library, oddly enough she had a key to the library and she soon opened it seeing someone else there, "Good morning, to you, Sir." She said politely. She had learned to keep a nice appearance and those who weren't her friend just got the typical attitudes of her being proper. Jane had gone and walked in the library turning on a few lights and then she returned her book and put it back on the shelf. "Anything I can help you with Lucas?" Jane asked casually.




Naomi King

Naomi had been sleeping, she loved her sleep and it was almost nearly impossible for her to get up. Naomi was just dreaming and she was minding her own business in her dreams. She was running around Africa for some reason and she just kept running faster and faster and she was chasing after something, or someone perhaps. Naomi wasn't completely sure but she kept chasing after it, her blood pumping and growls could be heard all around her but she never took note to it at all. Soon that was when she saw a dark face, there was a scar on his face, his voice was deep and dark, and everything about him was off putting, Then there was thumping but it wasn't her heart beat and she was confused. For awhile she couldn't figure it out until finally she work with a start and heard Jess outside her room and her heat was still beating and she couldn't find her words at first.

Soon Peter came out of his room and he seemed excited for breakfast and Naomi jumped out of bed. "I'm coming!" She shouted back to Jess and Peter and Naomi began to look around her room and she was pawing for things, looking anything, anything to get changed into. She quickly pulled on some jean shorts, and a nice white tank top. Naomi soon found her self in the bathroom fumbling around with the brush and trying to brush her messy bed head so she was somewhat presentable. Naomi had managed to brush her hair and she slipped on some socks and a pair of black ankle converse.

Soon she was looking around for something but she couldn't think of what and then she decided it wasn't very important at all. "I'll be out in just a second!" She called back out to them and she went back to her mirror and applied some makeup but not a whole lot. Soon she had found her keys and she shoved them in her pocket and then opened her door. She came out and closed the door behind herself. "Well, I'd love to get breakfast! and go to the beach later on." She said flashing Jess and Peter a smile. Naomi linked her arm with Jess's and began to walk down the hall and down the stairs with Jess.




Preston "Pooh" Hastings

It was the morning and as always Pooh was cheery as ever. He got up and he began to dance around the room in his underwear for a bit. He had been dance to the beat in his head and he was swinging his hips and just enjoying himself as much as he could. Pooh was soon singing songs and he had a bright cheery smile on his face. Soon he had walked to his closet and found a shirt he had hanging up. It was a blue and white stripped shirt and he loved the material of it, it was so soft! Pooh soon found some black skinny jeans and he put them on. Then her found a beanie and placed it on his messy hair and he soon began to giggle like a little school girl and there was no reason behind it.

Soon the wafts of good smelling food and came into his nostrils and he perked with interest, and had stopped his giggles. Pooh soon jumped with joy knowing he'd soon be sinking his teeth into something good, something tasty and something he could enjoy. He had instantly raced out of his room and he began to follow the scent trying to get to it. He wanted to be near it and he had to be near it! He soon followed it into a kitchen and there he saw Rapunzel and Casey and he broke into a big smile.

"Punzy! Case!" He shouted and ran over and his arms wrapped around Rapunzel giving her a friendly hug and he grinned and smiled brightly at the two. "What's going on!?" He asked in his good spirits. He soon grabbed himself a plate and he began to shove the food into his mouth fast, he was hungry and he needed the food to keep him well and not cranky, a cranky Pooh was never the best Pooh there was. "Any plans for you guys?" He asked the others and smiled.

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Character Portrait: Rapunzel Gold Character Portrait: Casey Mota Character Portrait: Preston "Pooh" Hastings Character Portrait: Naomi King Character Portrait: James Hook

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Imagine a room completely covered in darkness, any light blocked out by thick curtains that are pushed as far together as possible so that not even the tiniest sliver of illumination can infiltrate the fortress of sleep. This would be the state of the room in which one man with wild brown hair and a fondness for drink sleeps at the moment, nothing but a mass under a mess of blankets. The only thing which reveals him to still be living is the steady movement of breathing which brings the blanket pile up and down, as well as the soft snoring noise that almost resembles thunder. The man only really snores when he has been drinking, strangely enough, or at least that can be believed, though there haven't exactly been plenty of chances to test otherwise- he has not gone to bed sober for the entirety of the week which he has lived on this bizarre island of colorful personalities and quickly evolving friendships and relationships. As far as his own relationships go, for the most part they have been forged using alcohol as shady glue and bottles to make a colored-glass structure. After all, no one really is very fond of James unless he is drunk, for when sober he is hardly the most sociable man on the island. Though considered part of the groupof people who parade around as better than others, the man is really only like that when drunk. Otherwise, he is a grumpy recluse who would honestly rather people just leave him alone to read or sleep. Usually the latter, as one must sleep off hangovers eventually. He would be perfectly happy to sleep all day and party all night, were it not for that blasted roommate of his, the constantly cheerful and rarely intelligent Preston. James refuses to acknowledge Pooh as a nickname for him, because he cannot fathom why someone would ever choose shit as a nickname by choice. It's just stupid.

It is because of that roommate that he is awake now when he'd rather not be, and the throbbing headache that greets him like a familiar and bitter lover keeps the man from getting back to that precious sleep he had just been experiencing. "Damnit. Whatever, I'll just go for a morning drink," he mutters to himself, standing up and stumbling forward slightly before regaining his balance. The man eventually makes it to the shower and rids himself, temporarily, of the pungent scent of alcohol that clings to his being like some noxious gas. After becoming somewhat proper, putting on a pair of dark skinny jeans, a shirt which is not buttoned up all the way and a black suit jacket, the man makes his way slowly down the stairs until reaching his goal- a bottle of rum stashed in the freezer and hidden in an ice cream carton. Shouldn't have to hide my liquor like it is some sort of crime, he thinks bitterly, though the act is taken because Preston had thrown out the last bottle he had left out, claiming that he was trying to help. A long swig of the drink helps to fog the man's mind up a bit, enough to get him through a breakfast somewhere before he makes his way to his usual station as a bum drinking alcohol in his house or at the harbor. Sliding on sunglasses and a pair of shoes, James takes another drink and leaves for breakfast.

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Casey doesn't actually get a decent chance to say anything before the sound of the door opening turns Rapunzel's attention away from him, and one of the people mentioned comes into the kitchen with a trademark look of hungry on his ever-innocent face. Her face breaks out into a big smile at nearly the same time as Pooh's, who exclaims their names before running over and wrapping Rapunzel up in a brief hug. The two are very close friends, probably each other's best friends on the island, at least to Rapunzel, and so she is not at all bothered by the fact that he had simply stormed into their house uninvited. Such actions are completely characteristic of Pooh, who had probably followed his nose to discover what remained of Aurora's scrumptious cooking. Rapunzel can't help but laugh as the boy quickly pushes everything that is left onto his plate. She finishes washing the last dish and puts it into the cupboard -she finds it much faster than using the dishwasher, and likes to keep constantly busy- before responding to his question. Pooh is already stuffing his face, eating the breakfast as though it were going to disappear after a set amount of time if he didn't cram it down his throat in time to save it. "Well, Casey was going to go to the beach to look for sea glass, and I was thinking of tagging along," she explains cheerfully, wondering if she would perhaps run into Naomi along the way. Just in case, she reminds herself to put a bathing suit on under some sort of clothing, so that they can have some sort of splashing fight. Well, she'll likely throw water at Pooh, as well, so she would need to put on something more hydrophobic anyway.

"Actually, we were also planning on going to visit you. You should come with us," Rapunzel suggests, energetically pushing through and by now simply assuming that Casey will be okay with her going along for the glass-searching plans for the day. The young woman is already, once more, sick of standing still, and so kind of dances over back to the table and squats down so that her elbows are against the surface, propping up her head. "So are we set? I can go change." With that, she darts upstairs, rinses off, and changes into a bathing suit and sundress. All of that takes maybe five minutes, but she stops to brush her hair until it is silky smooth, which takes another five. Altogether, it is ten minutes before she is sliding down the stair rails once more.

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Character Portrait: Wendy Darling Character Portrait: Jessamine Amari Character Portrait: Naomi King Character Portrait: Peter Paneer Character Portrait: Robin Hood

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Peter Paneer

Peter nodded quickly to Jess. He shut his door quickly running to his closet.
He opened the closet door seeing nothing but mess. This is where all the mess that had once littered his floor had gone. He had only been here a week yet he had sucessfully turned his room into a pig stye, well until Wendy made him clean it up.
Peter sighed why couldnt he have just cleaned his room for once, instead of stowing the mess somewhere else. Without even truly finishing the question in his mind he already had come up with the answer. It was a waist of time cleaning your room when you could be out on an adventure. There was no telling how many adventures you could miss while stuck inside doing stupid chores.
"This might take a while." Peter mumbled, beginning to rummage through the closet in order to find clothes.

Peter finally pulled out his clothing quickly putting it on and throwing his pajamas on the floor. He skidded out of his room slightly happy to see Naomi hadent come out of here room yet.
Peter looked over at Jess. "What are you going to get?" He asked before realizing he still had a bed head. He ran back in his room running a comb through his red hair before returning back to his spot next to Jess.

Peter starred confused at Naomi's door she still hadent come out.
"Jeez what always takes woman so long to get ready?" Peter asked innocently not realizing if he had said anything offensive or not.
As soon as the words left his mouth Naomi came out of her room and linked arms with Jess and begun walking down the stairs.
"Hey wait." Peter said running to catch up with them. As they left out their house a smile began to spread across Peters face, a thing that happened when ever be was out in nature. He couldn't quite explain why, but he felt like he belonged out here in nature. Sleeping under the stars instead of sleeping in a bed.

Wendy Darling

“Wendy, darling, how are you up so early?” Wendy jumped slightly as she heard a voice behind her. She turned to see Robin behind her a warm smile on his face.
She sighed a little relieved that it wasent a ghost, like the one she had been telling Casey about in one of her stories. A thing she loved to do more than anything, tell stories. It actually felt like she was there with the characters. Wendy enjoyed telling stories the most about this one boy, yet she couldn't remember anything about him only she loved to tell stories about his adventures.

“You know… If I can find the dang pans, I can whip up some mean eggs.Well, they aren’t literally mean, that’d just be silly.” Wendy laughed at his joke realizing she had been lost in thought and she had not heard anything he had said before.
Wendy tilted her head slightly watching him as he searched for the pans. He's looking in the wrong place, Wendy thought putting her hands on her hips.
"Robin, your looking in the wrong place." She said bending behind her and pulling out the pan(s). She set it on the counter trying to stop a mocking smile from creeping on her face.

Wendy looked over at Robin and the pans. That may not be enough for breakfast she thought."Oh I'll make the pancakes!" Wendy said a smile on her face. "Have you ever tried blue berry pancakes?" Wendy asked placing the ingredients on the counter and turning on the stove.
"Should we make enough for everyone?" Wendy asked referring to their roommates. She turned to Robin the spatula in hand.