(((So it is ok that I put that I am on a different plane?)))

The plane over to the island was more or less annoying as hell. Coyan's nerves were already through the roof and he was already exhausted. He had tried to keep his mind on figuring out why they would get the stereotypical horror movie plot like tickets to a remote island....BUT...Caira just had to find out her fear of flying on this trip didn't she? He grumbled with his hand over his eyes as his twin sister switched between horrified to mesmerized. She enjoyed the sights but then would talk herself into a frenzy about how high up they were and how they could die. So by the time they landed he was more relieved than he had been when they were finally old enough to get out of the foster care system. Grabbing his bag, his mellow tenor voice boomed out at his sister to stop lolly gagging around the pier. "Caira! Get your butt in gear. We don't want to be out here if we're the last to arrive!"

Caira's heart had been in turmoil the entire two plane rides. She wanted to die but then again kept herself alive mainly because her curiosity about how the world looked from bird's view got the better of her. She however enjoyed it much more when they arrived. Jumping onto the pier she tilted her head as she pulled hear curls back and pinned them in place with clips. She smiled to her brother who had smiled back grabbing his bag. She bent down to look at the water and giggled seeing all the little fish. So maybe the trip was worth it? She looked up hearing her brother and smiled. "Alright! Coming!" She grabbed her bag and her surf board. This was going to be fun. Maybe she could talk someone into surfing with her. Wait..."Coya, are there even others on this island? How do you know if we're not alone?" She rushed to catch up to him as they both made their way to the mansion using the map. She listened to her brother mumble something about how there's always more than two victims in situations like this. She really didn't like that word....victims.

Heito was leary of going to a place, wence she got a random invite from. It did not make sense for her to go, it was no like she would know anyone, but her father pushed her into going even payed for her to have a private plane instead of using the free ticket to get there. No wait for the plane to go the faster you can get there Heito Was he in that much of a hurry to get rid of her? Well no matter Heita had her books many books actually, about fifty to the count to be axact. She also had her clothes as dull as they were, right now she was sporting a pink baggy sweater and a long skirt. She hid her appearance most of the time thinking others may find her disgusting in appearance. Of course she was wrong in that aspect she was very good looking, but low self esteem bore this into her head.

On the plane she had been reading a book, a romance novel, on of her favorites that she has read at least ten times, one would loose count after awhile. It had not taken that long for her small private plane to reach its destination. The pilot helped her with getting her stuf of the plane then left her on the tar mat. There was no way she could carry this stuff by herself, so she figured some help staff would come help her, actually she would have to wait for the staff to come help her cause even with a map she really had no idea where she was going. "Maps one of the few things I can't read!" She half yelled this.

Her head turned from place to place looking to see if someone had come to help her, no one yet and she was starting to get upset. "A...anyone? S...someone? H...help please." She looked to be on the verge of tears while she waited for assitance. Would anyone be willing to come help her with her stuff?

Name: Yamashita Ayumu.
Age: 21.
Physical Appearance: 5'4, alittle masculine, with brown short hair. Often dresses in baggy clothes.
Personality: Quiet, but answers when someone talks to her.
A bit of backstory: When she was 20, her parents divorced; info later.
Secret: She can often see her dead grandparents ((is this too much?))

Alana stretched as the plane touched down. Nothing like two nice plane ride length naps to get you ready for the day. She grinned and draped herself over the seats, winking at the stewardess. "Time to get off I guess?" She chuckled at the stewardess' startled nod, got up and grabbed her much loved khaki green duffle. She had found it at a goodwill in town and rarely put it down since.

After emerging onto the beach she tossed on a floppy tan beach hat and strolled up to the distressed girl. " Hey there. I'm anyone." She reached over and hefted the girls bags. "C'mon let's go see the joint huh?" She raised an eyebrow and nodded her head in the direction of the main house. "Looks great for partays, neh?" She continued on and upon arrival opened the doors, strolled in, and tipped her hat to those inside. "Hello fellow adventure seakers" Her grey blue eyes sparkled as she tossed herself and her bag and the girls bags onto the couch. "I'm Alana, but you can call me what you like, everyone else does." She tipped her head to the girl behind her "Don't know her name, but I know her stuff is heeeavy!" She chuckled, took off her hat, and ruffled her short white hair.

((Alex_Menewsha, that's fine, I think I mentioned that mental disorders were okay in one of the posts on the first page! Just make sure it it something that she has to work to hide))

Aiko's excited smile that had appeared the moment the first girl had entered the living room did not fade as more and more people began showing up. "Oh, wow, I guess a lot of people have been invited to this!" At Alana's comment she laughed. "Oh man, you have to be careful giving me that sort of power! I'm a total nickname whore." She pulled a bit of her hair forward from behind her shoulder before introducing herself. "I'm Aiko, by the way!"

"Hello Aiko" Alana said with a wink. "Whore away" she said chuckling as she stretched out on the couch, resting her legs over the arm of it. Rummaging around in her bag she found a faded pink bandana that clashed terribly with her well loved khaki cargo pants and camo tank top. She tied it on and let her gaze drift around the room and over the other people in it.

Of course a shy girl like Heita was suprised when the other girl came up to her and took her stuff. "O....ok" She simply said when told to follow. Like a good girl she did what she was told, she even walked ten paces behind the taller girl. Of course to Heita this girl who was helping her was beautiful. Her face was red just thinking about her. Soon the two came to their place of entry, and went in they did.

Upon entry Alanna gave her name, and then stated she had no clue what Heita's name was. "I...I am Heita....but my name does not matter." Her face was still red and she was staring at Alanna til she sat down, then her gaze found Aiko another beautiful girl. She took one of her bags full of books, and moved away from the rest to a darker corner of the room. Did they notice me staring She thought to herself hoping to high heavens that they had no idea that she had been staring at both of them.

Yamashita parked her car, outside the mansion; looking up at the building, as honking the horn twice.

Alana's gaze settled on Heita. She grinned and gave a small wave. "Of course your name matters, lady of the heavy bags. And besides only a mushroom like me belongs in the dark" Alana sat up and shoved the bags to the floor then patted the couch next to her. "C'mon over and meet everybody with us"

"I...it really does not Miss Alana." She always showed respect when she spoke with other people. She felt that everyone was above her, she also followed orders to the letter so when told to sit down, she did as told and took a seat right beside Alana. She was oddly close to the other girl when sitting, her nervousness had made her not notice just how close she was. "M...my last name is Renzo but that does not matter either." Her eyes were focused on her hands in her lap.

Why did she have to be like this? It was wrong to like other girls she knew that she also know her father would hate her for it, well hate her more for it. Really she had not done anything wrong, but still he hated her. "Th...there is nothing about me to know. I r...read books th...that is all!" she blurted the last part out. It was true sadly all she did was read books, no friends, no anything, but books sweet non talkative books.

Alana stretched and laid her arms on the back of the couch. "Books, huh? that'swhat was so freakin' heavy. I personally only read if it's neccessary to my video gaming experience." She paused thoughtfully "Or of course if it's a book on making stuff, that's cool too." Alana exuded calm, like a warm cat in the sunshine. She moved her attention off the other girl, hoping to relieve her jitters and allowed her gaze to flow around the room again. While she did she licked her lips once or twice thinking that a malibu and sprite would be perfect.

She stepped out of the car, and walked towards the entrance; holding up the letter
"What`s the meaning of this, anyway?", she asked with confusion, as looking at the others. ((Yamashita isn`t this quiet, but.. ))

[COLOR="SeaGreen"]((SORRY BOUT THE WAIT NEEDED SLEEP))
Coya finally reached the mansion and his heart dropped. He was surrounded by girls. Well that was great. This was going to be easier than he thought to keep Caira out of trouble. "Um...yo! Guess you guys got that strange letter too huh?" He hefted his bag onto his shoulder more and pulled his sister over to him. "I'm Coyan and this is my sister Caira. You can call me Coya if you guys please." He was trying to be polite but this really did start to seem like something out of a scary movie. "Caira say hi." Caira looked at her brother as he yanked her to his side and winced slightly at his hold on her shoulder. She fiddled with the safety pin on her tank top, placed kinda like a lapel would be. "Hi gang! I'm Caira! Y'all look like really great people." Of course...compliment them. They were going to be your bunkmates for who knew how long they stayed. She giggled and tilted her head to the side. "Did everyone just arrive? Anyone wanna go exploring with me?"

((quick note...Caira's name is how you pronounce the Egyptian city of Cairo only her name ends with "ah" sound...k)

((sleep? Sleep is for the weak!!! ^_^))

Alana grinned and nodded. "Howdy siblings. I'm Alana, call me anything but party pooper. I'm sure I'd love to go exploring Caira but" she glanced out the window and wrinkled her nose. "Let's explore inside for now, till the sun isn't so . . . there." She shuddered and wrapped her paper white arms around herself. "Me and the sun, yeah, we don't see eye to eye." Alana stood up, with easy grace. "You lead. Anyone else in?"

Being the girl that she was, Heita would not feel right going on an exploration with people she just met, so when both the twins asked, and then Alana asked the same question. The girl just shook her head. "N...no thank you I...I would just get in the w...way of fun." With Alana not on the couch anymore Heita pulled her legs up to her chest and hugged them. She was sure most people would go off to do this exploring thing, so she would be alone in a foreign place, and idea that scared her.

"I...I'll be h...her reading i...if anyone w...want a punching b...bag." the thing she was best at, she might as well offer it up to these people. Keeping one hand on her legs, while the other one reached into her bag and grabbed the book she had been reading on the plane, and began again. Hopefully everyone would just forget about her, it was not a hard thing to do so hoping for it was pretty simple. It was not the way she wanted to spend her time here, but it was the best.

Alana turns around hands on her hips. One pale eyebrow is cocked as she looks at the dejected girl on the couch. "Punching bag? Who on earth has been keeping you down sparrow?" She softens her tone a bit and offers a hand to Heita. "C'mon hun. We're going to be here a while and you need to know where the bar and bathroom are. Otherwise, you'll never find me!" Alana smiles gently, her hand outstretched.

"N...no one!" She did not want anyone to know about her personal life, her father would kill her for something like that she had no doubt about it. Peering out from her book she examined the hand, like a dog would. Why would this girl be offering her a hand? It did not make sense in the mind of Heita.

She placed her hand within the pale girl's, she was not sure if Alana was going to pull her up or not, but she did know her face was red from contact with this girl's hand. Oh my god! I am touching another girl I am touching another girl! Her head sang with this even though it was only a hand. With out both hands she could not hide her face, so the crimson front was on display for every girl in the room to look at, She would need to get control of this as soon as possible, if possible.

Alana grinned and closed her hand around the blushing girl's and tugged her to standing. "There now sparrow, you're doing well. Almost to dancing topless!" Chuckling, she let go of her hand and looked back to the twins. "Shall we?"

Coya stared at Alana and then to the girl who was too timid to want to explore the place she was sleeping for the next who knew how many weeks. He sighed and tusled his blonde and green streaked hair. Before looking at his sister. "While you guys explore, I'm going to go claim us a room." He took her bag and her surf board with ease. Smiling to the other two he nodded. "Its nice meeting you. I'll see you guys in a bit." With that he took off towards the stairs, hoping the rooms were all upstairs.
Caira giggled and waved to her brother. "Don't get lost up there!!!" She placed her hands on her hips and looked to Alana and the other girl she was calling Sparrow. "Awww come on! We won't bite! Promise!" She giggled and bounced over to the two girls, taking the other girl's hand and smiling to both her and Alana. "Is sparrow your name or is that what Alana is calling you? Cause it's a pretty name!"

APPLICATION!
Name: Cole Terrick
Age: 19
Physical Appearance: He has wavy chocolate brown hair that's always messy and starking gray eyes. He's at least 5'7" and is kinda on the skinny side. He hides his figure by wearing baggy clothing.
Personality: Cole is basically a kid who never grew up. He's immature, loud, and obnoxious. He loves pranks and making perverted jokes. A smile always seems to be on his face. But, he has a different side of him when he's alone. He seems much more sad and depressed when by himself. A tech geek who has a bag full of high-tech gear.
A Bit of Backstory: The youngest of three sons to a normal couple. He's always been an average student and not that much of an athlete. His brothers are already adults and have families of their own. His real father died when he was five and his mom married again when he was six. Cole dropped out of high school and moved out of his parent's house at 15. He now lives on his own and takes on odd jobs to pay for his bills.
Secret: Was abused and raped by his step-father till he moved out.

Alana grinned at Caira and nudged Heita with a gentle elbow. "Nope just something I dropped on her. She's like one of those little sparrows, you know? Pretty but nervous." She blew at one of her bangs that had fallen in front of her eyes. "And man, what about your brother, whew! You two come from attractive stock!" Alana chuckled lightly and cocked her head to one side. "Good times ahead, good times"

The shock of being touched, by yet another girl was almost too much for the poor girl. Her eyes were fixed on the hands until both Caira and Alana were done talking. "Sh...she calls we what she wants, as p...per intstructed. M...my name does not m...matter after all." Se wondered if she was going to get her hand back, though she did not mind she even sub-consiouslysqueezed the hand that was within her own. Maybe the other girl had noticed her or maybe not.

"M..my name i...is actually Heita.....Heita Renzo. Y..you don't h...have to remember th...though." She probably wouldn't no one she knew ever did, actually she was not sure if anyone she knew even knew what her name was. She was sure by now her father had forgotten what her name was, cause all he referred to her as were bad names.

((Kurobizzle- I'd like to have secrets be something in the present. The reason for this is that things that happened in the past are too easy to disregard. For instance, say your past was "I killed a man". Keeping that secret from people who are just hanging out on an island will be pretty easy, because it's not like people will ask about it. Alternatively, if your secret is like Chrono Gala's character and you're in the closet, you have to work around the fact that you're on a beach resort and probably going to be around girls in bikinis, etc etc.
So you don't necessarily have to change your secret completely, but if you can add a bit to it in such a way that there is also some sort of secret that he would have to make an effort to keep from strangers, that would be great. :D ...for instance, Shadowedfire_Wolf's character has a similar secret to yours, but since he has a twin on the island who he is actively hiding it from I let it slide.

...holy shit, this RP really got rolling! :D I'm glad to see everyone posting!))

Aiko raised an eyebrow at Heita. "Damn, you are in need of a serious confidence boost! Sounds like Alana's got the right idea, we need to go on a bar hunt!" She leaned back and spun in a lazy circle, sighing happily. "I can't even be suspicious of this place, I'm too relieved to be here."

She sat down in the couch, looking at Aiko, with a weak smile.

"By the way, where`s the owner?"