Standing at a reasonable five foot five, Delaney has long blonde hair that falls to her mid-back. She has piercing blue eyes that off set her tanned skin. Her body is slim and toned, not overly athletic but definitely works out to maintain her figure. She is usually always dressed in comfortable clothing, yet will always splurge on a dress if it's a special occasion.

Delaney is always the first to laugh at a joke, or make one to calm a tense situation. She is only truly serious when it comes to her work, but even then she's seen making hand balloons out of gloves for the children. Making friends comes easy to her as she is very easy-going and sociable. She loves a good time and enjoys her tequila shots, usually partying til the wee hours of the morning when she isn't on call. As her mother's side is Italian, Delaney can be loud, obnoxious, and always speaks with her hands. As her job demands it, she is always the calm in the storm and can take on a leadership role when necessary.

Growing up in the pacific Northwest, Delaney is the only child to Emme and Grant Barlowe. She grew up in a relatively small town that hardly ever saw a sunny day. Her parents were well off, her mother being a Chemistry professor at the local community college and her father a beloved Pediatrician. Delaney did not want for anything and just flowed through life without a care in the world.

Everything changed when she was fifteen years old. Her adored father was killed in a drunk driving accident and life seemed to fall apart at the seams. Her mother never recovered from the loss and had a mental breakdown, leaving Delaney to move in with her party hungry, twenty one year old aunt Sadie. The two had to learn how to grow up together and it often found Delaney doing odd side jobs to help her aunt pay for bills.

Unbeknownst to her, at the age of eighteen Delaney was awarded a trust-fund that her parents had created for her college education. She quickly decided to go to medical school and after her preliminaries was accepted into Stanford Medical. After completing her schooling she was accepted into residency at Mayo Clinic in Minnesota. There is where she stayed on and accepted a prestigious role in their emergency department.

Today she resides in Rochester, Minnesota in a comfortable bungalow, alone and without any worries. After several years of working, she has decided to use some of her earnings and trust-fund to vacation in the sun.

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Face Claim: Jennifer Lawrence

At five-foot-eight and with access to a personal trainer, Dave has done everything to maximize his appearance for the good of his career. The last few years have taken a turn of sorts, with him seeming to stop caring about his carefully crafted image, but he hasn’t let himself go either. A blue-eyed brunette who to some is the biggest thing in country and pop music since Garth and Kenny isn’t a bad look to have for sure.

“All depends on what side of bed Dave woke up on today.” a friend once remarked in relation to this very issue.

Dave is temperamental, moody. Sometimes described as high maintenance–the kind of pop star that makes people blast them on social media for having problems respecting the people who got him to where he is. His defenders will probably say anyone with a bad experience asked for it or caught him on a bad day. Perhaps both sides have some nuggets of truth at the baseline.

Ultimately, Dave’s been unhappy for a long time. Most of his success came when he moved away from his earnest songwriting and to blase, empty-headed pop music. Pair that with a generational addiction to addictive substances (particularly of the Jim Beam variety) and a very internal war between self and demons you have a hotbed of a temperamental, self-entitled, unfulfilled, and lonely man. Even he admits he needs to get back to the person he was, and not the person he’s been constructed to be by the big labels and important Hollywood producers. How can he live up to be a role model for anybody if he feels nothing and has nothing? It’s a question he ponders nightly and at the bottom of a bottle.

David Earl MacKeown had a rough childhood in a town just north of Oklahoma City.


When he finally got free, he pushed himself to Nashville, hustling and hoping that one day his dream of hitting the lights of the big stage would become real.

Perhaps it happened a little faster than he could handle. Before the age of 25 he had multiple hits and attention from a big, proper music label. It would be that label that took him to greater heights for a decade plus, though it would come with its own costs. His songwriting took a backseat to a team of writers, his musicality became what he found banal–all while he struggled with addiction, relationship hurdles, and spending his time between Nashville and Hollywood. In his thirties, with strings of top ten smash hits for years and a popular stint as a judge on a singing competition, the midlife crisis finally came for him and probably a bit more violently than it came for others.

His son’s death. The subsequent divorce. A few things. A social media episode. The label deciding not to renew his contract; all of it came as it did and it seemed like the perfect opportunity to get some R&R and rethink what his life meant and how he could pick up the pieces moving forward. The world sees him as some sort of diva, a trainwreck to encourage, a sellout, a star. Not often that the world sees him for what he’s going through. But touring independently has given him something to think about.

Perhaps he should’ve picked a different vacation spot.

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Amelia Knight has a distinct aura of creativity about her. With a slender frame, standing at 5'7", she exudes an air of quiet observation. Her wavy, raven-black hair cascades down her back like ink on parchment. Her enigmatic eyes, a deep shade of brown, hold the wisdom of a storyteller who has travelled far and wide, a hobby that is valuable when it comes to her writing.

During her vacation on Carabo Island, Amelia prefers attire that allows her to blend in, often donning flowing, tropical print maxi dresses with subtle patterns. She also has a penchant for accessories, often seen with delicate silver bangles adorning her arms.

Amelia is an enigmatic individual, guarded about her identity as a writer. She is introspective and tends to observe her surroundings keenly, drawing inspiration from the smallest details. Her creative mind is also a treasure trove of stories waiting to be woven, the new environments she explores often allowing her to provide intricate settings to them.

As a writer, Amelia is gifted with a command of words that evoke emotions and transport readers to distant lands. While reserved in social settings, her written words are her gateway to express herself fully. She enjoys discussing literature and storytelling with similar people who share her passion for the written word.

Amid chaos, Amelia remains surprisingly calm, her vivid imagination assisting her in finding creative solutions to her problems. Her inquisitive nature also serves her well when faced with unexpected challenges, allowing her to adapt and overcome obstacles in pursuit of her goals.

Amelia Knight's life is shrouded in secrecy, both on paper and in her daily existence. Born into a family of artists and writers, Amelia grew up surrounded by creativity and storytelling. From an early age, she knew that words were her most excellent allies, and she began crafting stories in hidden notebooks in her room.

As an adult, Amelia pursued her dream of becoming a writer, but she chose to adopt a pseudonym, wishing to separate her private life from her public persona. Under her pen name A.E.Phoenix-a mythical creature featured heavily in her first novel- she gained renown for her enigmatic and evocative prose, captivating readers across the globe.

Drawn to the mystique of Carabo Island, Amelia decided to take a much-needed vacation, seeking inspiration from the island's beauty and folklore. Little did she know that her skills as a writer would soon intertwine with reality, as she faces a night of terror with the undead menace that emerged.

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Belongings:

A weathered leather journal, where she scribbles ideas, character sketches, and fragments of stories.

An antique quill pen, a cherished gift from her late grandmother, symbolizing her connection to the art of writing.

Fun Fact: Amelia is fascinated by myths and legends, often incorporating elements from various folklore into her stories.

Standing at a slightly tall 5’10’’, Reggie Grant doesn’t immediately stand out in a crowd. With a thin build and pale skin, Reggie blends in with most twenty-something year old white guys. With both dark brown eyes and hair, nothing is particularly vibrant about his face. In recent months he has let his hair grow longer, reaching the bottom of his neck. He has also not been shaving regularly, as his whole routine was screwed by the cancellation of his wedding.

While in the past Reggie has had some piercings, he has not worn any since graduating college. His skin is also blemish free, save the one tattoo he has. On Reggie’s right shoulder blade is a tattoo of a lion. This is meant to reference the fact that Regulus is a star in the Leo constellation.

When it comes to clothing, Reggie prefers to dress simple and elegant. A hater of overly big or flashy logos, Reggie likes single colored clothing. For example his work attire consists of a dress shirt, pants, and shoes as well as a nice jacket, even though the studio he works at doesn’t have a dress code. For his vacation to Carabo, Reggie brought several pairs of solid color swim shorts, various thin t-shirts, and a pair of all black flip flops.

Reggie is an outgoing guy, trying to be personable with everyone he meets. He will often speak whatever is on his mind, which can get him into trouble sometimes, such as when attending religious school. However, he can often be a frank observer, stating the truths that others would not. Though he doesn’t try to be rude or crass as he believes that he’s doing a good thing stating things how he sees it.

Reggie is also a lover of knowledge, an aspect he has had since he was a small child. Reggie is always eager to try out new fields, having experimented with many hobbies over the years and still taking online college courses to this day. He also likes to test himself, such as by starting new projects or trying to push himself, especially with what he is capable of with programming.

Reggie also has a big competitive streak. Nurtured by his years of participating in sports as a child and teenager, Reggie always wants to win. This could include being his best self, but also being better than everyone around him. He was the kind of kid you didn’t want to play video games with because of his attitude.

While Reggie has no problem watching a violent movie or playing a similar type of video game, he is staunchly anti-violence in real life. He has frequently turned down his uncle’s offer to go hunting and is a vegetarian. Except he has never been in a life or death situation before, and has no clue what he would do in those circumstances.

Born on the Canadian west coast, the firstborn of the Grant family would be named Regulus, after the star. From a young age he would dislike this name, instead preferring to be called Reggie. Young Reggie’s parents were a pair of entrepreneurs who had started a local clothing brand and as such were quite busy. Reggie would spend a lot of time with his grandparents, who almost exclusively raised him.

When Reggie was about six years old, his family moved to Vancouver, a much bigger city than the one Reggie had been born in. As luck would have it, the Grant parents’ company would begin to take off, and they came into quite a bit of wealth. Deciding to use this wealth on their son, Reggie would be enrolled in a private Christian elementary school. While the education provided was better than public schools, Reggie would have a hard time with the religious component.

The young man would frequently butt heads with teachers over the various Christian principles, often being sent to detention. Things would only get worse when Reggie discovered that he had feelings for his best friend at school. After a failed attempt to kiss him, Reggie would be suspended. A fight with his parents would ensue, after which Reggie went to live with his grandparents.

He would remain with his grandparents for several months, until his parents apologized to Reggie. Moving back in with his folks, his parents decided to pivot him to public school. So it was in that next September that Reggie started high school. He found the public system much more freeing, and could openly be homosexual.

It was in high school that Reggie was exposed to computer programming, it quickly becoming his favorite class. Reggie would end up graduating with honors and would then get accepted into a college computers program. Initially staying on campus, Reggie would befriend Alec, a guy living in the dorm room next to his. Reggie would get to know Alec, learning that he was studying electrical engineering. Eventually the two would fall in love.

Remaining a couple for the rest of their time at college, Reggie and Alec would be inseparable. After college they would move in together in Vancouver. Reggie would find a job in the city working at an indie video game studio, while Alec joined an electrical firm. Things would be good between them, Alec even proposing to Reggie a year ago.

Reggie would plan an epic wedding on a Vancouver beach, ready to begin the next phase of his life. However, two weeks before the wedding, Alec would back out. Alec had realized that he wasn’t ready to get married, which sparked a huge fight with Reggie. In the end, Alec left and returned to his home town of Halifax. Reggie, pissed and numb at the same time, decided to still go on their planned honeymoon trip to the island of Carabo. Arriving on the island, Reggie hoped that partying to the max would make him feel better.

Dialogue color is: #58D124. Face Claim is Charlie Rowe.

Rhys is 6.3 ft tall and well-built. He does not look like a bodybuilder, but his taekwondo and climbing left his muscles well-defined. He had an accident that left him hospitalized for a while, and he's slowly rebuilding now. There are two noticeable deep scars on his arm. One on his bicep, the other on his shoulder. Both resulting from the accident and the subsequent surgeries. This whole body is littered with tiny scars from either his job or his sports.

Rhys is a bit.. cocky. He's known as a ladies man and while he himself doesn't agree nor like the blatant disrespect around that term, he's also not one to correct people. Let them think what they think about him. If they would give him a chance though, they would find a thoughtful and kind man. One's who up for a good time. Generally, he's laid back, likes to be around friends, likes to laugh, have a beer, have fun. Doesn't like spending time alone. His work-ethic is great, and both in his 9-5 and his part-time job as a stunt-double, he is diligent and meticulous. As he with his sports. When climbing, you need good communication, and leadership. Being unserious there could cost someone greatly. So, it allows him to find the balance on when he can joke around with a beer in his hand, or when he needs a clear mind and sharp deduction skills.

He's always looking for the next thrill, but he's a softie for his mum and little sister. He would slap your ass, but ask permission first.

While generally optimistic, his work accident and subsequent recovery time and the pain that comes with, sometimes leave him as a bit of a grouch when the pain bothers him. It's not a topic he likes to discuss much, either, and he'll generally joke it away by telling people that they 'should've seen the other guy'.

Rhys was tough shit. Until he wasn't. He had never been the teacher's pet or a student that caught the attention of his teachers. Or well, he did, but not in the ways a parent would be proud about. He had normal grades, did what he was told (generally), and was a good brother to his younger sister; Willow. But, without any real ambition, Rhys kind of went through life trying to find what would make him tick. He didn't have a career path set out for him since he was a boy, nothing spoke to him when he was going to job fairs, and no degree sounded exciting enough to go for. One thing was for sure though; he excelled at everything physical.

It started young, when Rhys was hard to get back inside once he was out there running, playing, being on his bike, and climbing trees. Her parents tried to negate the more dangerous stuff by putting him in sports; basketball, taekwondo, and climbing. Anything to keep the boy from running circles in his room, his hands itching for something to do. The latter sport intrigued him the most, and all throughout high school and college, Rhys was often found in climbing halls, or scaling cliffs with his friend Axel. His major was also to no one's surprise; physical. Physical Therapy, that is. He was smart enough for it, and Rhys finally straightened out a bit. And while he dropped basketball, he continued Taekwondo and climbing, and added a new sport; mountain biking. Anything for the thrill, really, though that particular hobby got him an unexpected side gig; stunt-double. He was originally drafted for his looks and skill, but his name quickly became a known one. While he wasn't famous, and liked to keep it that way, he was known for doing his work well and diligently. His normal 9-5 had to make more room for being paid to jump through a window made out of sugar, or tumbling down stairs or getting beat up by some hot-shot actor. Despite being injured many times, Rhys had found what made him tick.

Until it nearly cost him everything. On one particular shooting, there had already been a weird feeling in Rhys's chest, something was off. But nothing could have prepared him for the disaster that followed. While tumbling off a building, two safety features failed. One being the lined that would soften his fall, and two being the cushion at the bottom. The first broke, the second deflated too fast, making Rhys landing a hard one. He broke multiple ribs in his body, got a concussion, and had to undergo several surgeries. While injuries are a given in this profession, the negligence on set had been clear. So clear, the judged ruled in his favour and granted him a massive payout for the damages.

A smidge of that payout was now going to a vacation in Carabo. Willow pushed him to go, to relax, to warm up his now healed bones. Rhys didn't have the heart to tell her no, nor that he was planning on enjoying the more thrilling things of the island as opposed to lazying around in the sun. He needed to feel some thrill again. His recovery was long, and recovery is a big word.

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