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Full Name: Nona Elise Wembley
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Height: 5'5
Weight: 127 lbs

Previous Occupation: Bartender

Likes:
Camping
Music
Rainy Days
Cooking
Dancing

Dislikes:
Milk
People fighting (yelling)
Being told what to do
Feeling stuck somewhere
Liars

Fears:
Spiders
Needles
Losing those she cares about

Personality: Nona is a warm and fun loving person but she has trouble letting people get close enough to completely see it. She keeps a kind of wall around herself in hopes of not getting hurt like she has many times before. Her biggest way to do this is to be brutally honest with either facts or stating her opinion in a not so nice way. Her temper is fiery and she isn't afraid to stand up when the odds are against her if it is what she believes in. She is straight forward and likes people who won't sugar coat things because she wouldn't since to her it is as bad as a lie. Once you have gained her trust and friendship, she would do anything and everything to protect them even if it is a risk to herself. It may seem like she is being selfless but that is hardly it as she fears the loss of of the ones she cares for and couldn't stand the thought that she could have saved them in some way.

If you really want to see Nona light up or understand exactly what she is feeling at any given time, than all you need to do is listen to her play her violin and all will be clear. Nona feels her most comfortable and confident when she is up on stage or in the street, music flowing freely and her hand on the strings. She believes that people are people and unfortunately, do to her past she doesn't really believe in the goodness in people often. In her opinion, someone always wants something from another. Music, music and nature you can trust. You throw people into the mix of life and it just goes crazy. Sometimes it is better to be alone but at the same time she doesn't wish to be alone. Ever complicated she is.

History: Nona has no clue who her birth mother or father is and she will probably never know. She was born in Los Angeles and was given up the day of her birth, handed over to an orphanage as soon as she possibly could so an adoption process could start. The little girl was put up for adoption, set for a family that had been waiting for a long time. They gave her the name Nona, happy to finally be grace with a child but not everything goes to plan. In the final stages of adoption, the couple found out they were pregnant. The agency because of this denied them the adoption do to the fact that they were worried Nona would not be treated equal or be a strain on the couple which meant Nona was stuck in the system for many more years. It wasn't until the age of five that Nona got to have an actual family of her own. Alison and Micheal Wembley were a sweet couple, everything seeming to be perfect but there are many things that a child doesn't think about or see coming. The way her parents acted towards each other like roommates, each going threw the motions or putting on a show and the way they got upset with her for things she didn't understand or seemed silly to scold a child for. It was expressed in the way they wanted her to learn or do certain things like playing the piano that were just harsh. It was like they wanted her to be exactly the way they wanted but they were so loving in many ways so she looked past it all.

The older she became the more distant her parents became with her, especially when she was trying to show her own individuality and the more they fought among themselves. It was just little verbal fights at first but as the years progressed, the fighting got steadily worse. When she hit eleven years old, Nona awoke to have her whole world shattered. The yelling scared her from sleep but she wanted to know what was going on so Nona slowly crept from her room, quietly moving down the stairs and each step from her bare feet bringing her closer to the noise. At the sound of a shatter, she sprinted into action and rushed into the kitchen to find her father in a rage while her mother was just as mad, each throwing slander at each other. Things were being tossed about, Nona ignored and unnoticed until a plate shattered above her head making her cry out in fear as the pieces fell all around her. Her mother noticed her presence first, her face trying to calm and a weak smile appearing on her face as they all stood together in a ruined mess of a kitchen.
Her father ordered her to go back to bed, not being able to stand seeing her right now as the fight was too close to home while looking at Nona. Nona wanted to know what was going on though which was the last straw as her father moved towards her but her mother blocked the way, starting up the fight again as he grabbed her roughly. Nothing made sense to her... other than seeing the fight become physical as they started to take blows at each other and she knew this couldn't go on. She stepped in, trying to stop them only to be thrown into the glass covered floor. In pain was intense, her injuries oblivious as the two moved from the kitchen as her mother ran. She pushed up from the ground, pieces stabbing into her back roughly but she ignored it as she went after her parents as the fight spilled out onto the lawn. The noise alerting the neighbors which in turn caused the cops to show up and the picture wasn't good or pretty. Nona was taken to the hospital and separated from her parents, her parents obviously not fit to be guardians in the governments eyes or anyone else. She was now alone, back in the system and figuring out the signs that had been there all those years. She had been nothing more than a replacement for a lost daughter. A patch on an already ended marriage that was being pushed to the brink. The closer she had gotten to the age of their real daughter, the more the past came into light and they blamed each other. It made her see that love was a lie. It was something pretty that people told to each other to get what they really wanted. Everyone wants something from someone else. After that Nona was know as a runner, trying to get away from every home she was sent to or causing as much trouble as possible so they would send her away. When she turned to stealing, the cops felt sorry for her and gave warnings since she was young but as she grew in years, they felt less sorry for her. Luckily, she got good enough at stealing that she could rob someone blind and they wouldn't feel a thing.

It helped her get along on her own for at least a year or two, using magic tricks and other skills such as nibble fingers or lock picking. She knew she just needed to make it until she was old enough to get a job or to not have to run anymore. Unfortunately, you can only run so far before you are found. She had wanted schooling again, it had been a mistake because she had been found quickly after that. Nona told herself that she could live her life soon and instead through everything into studies, getting good grades, skipping grades and moving from piano to violin. She flourished with the violin at her finger tips and was even good enough to catch the eye of those at Juilliard at one point when she sent in an application on whim. She hadn't been ready for it though and regrets never taking her audition but she never gave up on music. Nona took a job as a bartender in a club that she loved and still did street preforming for fun. She had been on her way for a much needed vacation, thinking of doing some backpacking in Australia since walking and nature had always been her thing. This experience gave her a little more nature than she had been hoping for as well as more people than planned for that matter.

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Full Name: Ryan Daniel Phillips
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 235 lbs

Previous Occupation: Author

Likes:
Video Games
Running
Rainy Days
Contemporary/Jazz Music
Tap Dancing

Dislikes:
Dogs
Seafood
People who don't celebrate birthdays
Nicknames
Hip Hop

Fears:
Death (necrophobia)
Heights (acrophobia)
Snakes (ophiophobia)

Personality: Ryan has always been a relatively easygoing person and can rarely be found in a bad mood. If he is approached by someone, then he will go out of his way to put them in a good mood as well. Unless they approach him, however, he can be a tad bit introverted, preferring the company of his own thoughts. He thinks that this is for good reason because he is a very intelligent person, and most of the time, his best ideas come from his own head rather than the input of others. He would never say so to anyone, but he considers himself to be one of the smartest people that he knows. He also has a very strong sense of what he believes to be right and wrong, taking a page from Shakespeare: "Mine honor is my life; both grow in one. Take honor from me, and my life is done."

Of course, a writer like Ryan knows that no character is complete without flaws, and he's got plenty. Due to his introverted nature, he has a tendency to be secretive and judgmental. he also can be very stubborn at times; once he makes a decision, he will stick to it until it is entirely obvious that he has failed. Alongside his intellectual nature is an almost immediate dislike of those who are uneducated. Ryan has developed a bit of an ego from his intellect, and while he is kind to others, he will look down on those who aren't as intelligent as him and oppose those who disagree with him. He constantly feels as though he needs to prove that he is capable of respect to others, which he tries to accomplish through reasoning and logic, making him seem cold hearted to those who are more emotional thinkers.

History: Ryan was born on February 3rd, 1984 and raised on the West Coast of the United States in San Francisco, California. His father was the founder of a small tech company, and his mother was a state attorney, and both of his parents encouraged Ryan from a young age to follow his dreams. Admittedly, he had it easier than most kids, but you had to have a rather large bank account to afford living in a city like San Francisco. Once he started school, Ryan almost immediately stood out from his peers. He seemed to learn almost everything in half the time that it took the other students in his class, and by the time he was 8 years old, his parents and the principal to move him up a grade level. In high school, most would've thought that he would've had trouble making friends, but his easygoing nature made him acquaintances of most of his classmates and a small group of close friends.

It wasn't until his junior year of high school that he actually decided that he wanted to be an author. His language arts teacher had given his class an assignment to write a narrative; he couldn't remember what the subject was if you asked him today. A trio of seniors who had failed the class last year and were retaking it knew that he was relatively smart, and they threatened him to write their assignments for them. Knowing that these kids would follow on a threat, he worked himself to the bone to write the essays for the three seniors, as well as his own. After the papers were turned in, his teacher told him that she knew that the three seniors didn't write their own essays and that he should be punished along with them for cheating. However, she told him that the four papers that he had written were the four best papers that she had ever read, telling him that he had a talent for writing. After that day, Ryan's heart was set on becoming an author. He ended up graduating as the valedictorian of his class, and he was given a full scholarship to go to the University of Iowa.

College was a new experience for Ryan, mainly because he had never been so far from home before. Still, he didn't let this stop him and instead developed a more introverted style, buckling down into assignments and essays rather than parties or bars. He learned quickly that while research was a must for any topic of writing, it helps a lot to balance it out with exercise, strengthening both the mind and the body. His combination of daily jogging and social isolationism helped him to earn a master's degree in creative writing and move back to San Francisco. However, once he got out of college, he quickly realized that being an author was much more difficult than writing a manuscript. He had to take on multiple part time jobs while submitting his writings to editors, who were very critical of his writing. After more rejected submissions than he could count, one editor finally accepted one of his works (ironically, an island survival story titled Dead Waters) and it quickly became a relatively popular book. It certainly wasn't on the New York Bestsellers list, but it was enough to kickstart his writing career. Since then, he has released two more books in what became an island survival trilogy and is currently working on a horror mystery novel based in Australia, where Ryan was traveling (by plane!) to get a first hand perspective of the culture. Unfortunately, he didn't quite plan on learning the culture of previously stated "bitch ass sharks." Seems like he'll have to improvise a bit.

Age: 59
Height: 5'11
Weight: 230 lbs

Previous Occupation: Police Officer

Likes:
Feeling intelligent
Justice
Rules/Order
The beach
History
Accomplishments

Dislikes:
Being outsmarted
Lawbreakers
Young people who think they know everything
Rash decisions
Airplanes
Ants

Fears:
Benson fears his career will be the height of his life.
He has a fear of being betrayed by people close to him. If he is, it will crush him.
He also fears growing old and being forgotten by his loved ones before he is dead.
He's also afraid of a lawless society.

Personality:
Benson, in a calm, contained environment, is a quiet, self-confident, respectful older gentlemen. That's how he prefers to live, anyway. But in a stressful situation, he holds a much more colorful personality. He can be relentless in accomplishing an objective, and all misdoings will almost always be taken personally. It's a quirk of his that the line "it's nothing personal" really gets underneath his skin. Honor was and is a huge part of his life, those who act deceitfully to himself or even others should be punished. If by no one else, then by him.

When he moves to accomplish a goal he will snap at anyone who tries to get in his way, whether they be doing it on purpose or not. He has tunnel vision in that regard, once he sets his mind to something he cannot concentrate on anything else until it is resolved. This is why he chose to live a quiet, calm, objective-less life after his police career.

History:
His grandfather was a law enforcer, his father was a law enforcer, and he was a law enforcer. Rules, order, and consistency in morals has run through his family for generations. His destiny was set to him from a very young age. His elementary school career was as you'd expect. He was the tattletale of every classroom, a teacher's pet if you will. Unlike other children, he was not doing it to get on the teacher's good side, rather because following and enforcing the rules is such an integral part of his moral compass. In high school, he of course began to do the opposite of what his parents told him, and began causing mischief and was even arrested a few times. It was a turbulent time in the seventies, and it was certainly reflected in his late teenage years. He had experienced the other side of the law then.

When he turned nineteen, it was as if someone had turned on a switch in his brain. His previously disappointed father was surely surprised when his rebellious son followed his younger's self dreams of becoming a police officer. The academy was certainly willing to whip into shape any young teenager they could get their hands on, but from the get-go Benson had a long forgotten respect for the law. A short time later and he was a police officer, patrolling and keeping the streets safe.

He married and had a children a few short years later. It seemed his daughter was the more promising candidate for joining the police force than his son was. His son was all about cars. His wife never received the dreaded phone call, and his children had a respectable father to be their hero.

It was a long and respectable career. He started as a common enforcer, and began the climb up the ranks. Then, as some officers do, he went into detective work. Solving crimes was a bit more interesting to him then just arresting the people who did them. Even so, he still got into several dangerous situations as a police detective. With a celebrated retirement party and a long history of fighting the good fight, he slipped into a quiet life with his wife.

Recently however, he and his wife had an argument. And while no marriage goes without one, this one happened to be before a vacation the two of them had arranged. His spouse decided she didn't want to go anymore, but god forbid Benson was going to let his tickets go to waste. So he boarded the plane and had plenty of time to think about how many mistakes he had just made. As soon as he landed, he was going to call home and make peace with his family.

And then, well, the plane crashed.