A progressive romance roleplay on Rai Island.

Welcome to Rai Island!

This is a progressive
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This Roleplay takes place within the sandy white shores of Rai Island, which is located in the American territory of the vast Atlantic Ocean. Rai Island is known worldwide for its remarkably brilliant boarding school, Valevay High. The students that attend and manage to survive its rigorous courses and earn a diploma are highly sought after for their knowledge and talent, seeing as only the most gifted and intelligent students graduate with their class. Aside from Valevay there are a number of schools your character can attend (from primary to college) located throughout the island! Keep in mind you need more than books smarts to survive Rai Island. You’ve got to be strong-willed and able to handle yourself in tough situations… not all the island dwellers are neighborly; it does have its handful of ruffians. Keep your head up, your wits sharp, and most of all have fun!


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Currents News:
Forum Remodel Complete!
Thread Cleaning: Soon
Character Thread Cleaning: In Progress
Any Questions on why your character was removed from the Customs Office get in contact with Hina or Lin. Don't know who these lovely ladies are? Then you don't belong on this forum!
Newcomers Open Enrollment : Currently Closed

Upcoming Events:
Valevay Homecoming
Halloween Party (Invite Only)

The Roleplay's Date and Weather:
Month : September
Weather : Hi(81') Lo(63')
Forecast: Expect morning showers, but no worries they wont stick around for long by this afternoon there will be clear skies for all those planned outdoor activities! Lucky for all you stargazers out there tonight there will be very little cloud cover leaving the skies clear for enjoyment!

Character Spotlight

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Kyren Ari Stills

Hello there my fellow Roleplayers!
Sorry for the delay but "Mr. Rodeo" had too much personality for just one month! Anyways lets kick him to the curb now and welcome our newest and most anticipated character, Mr. Moody himself,

Kyren Stills

From the words of our lovely Sui, "Like a true Cancer, he is moody and reserved!"

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True this young man is rather rough around the edges. Far from your "friendly" average highschooler. Secluding himself majority of the time Kyren immerses his attention and talent into his sketchbook. However his stoic aura is shaken only when his adorkable little sister, Emma is in his presence! If your lucky (very very very lucky) when she shows up you may even see him crack a smile. And who knows he may even have a smile that makes girl's swoon! But it's usually gone just a quickly as it appeared.

Okay, lets just get it out of the way and say this boy has an undeniable sister complex! Unwavering in fact! After loosing their father at a young age Kyren promised to protect her in his Dads place. He spends the majority of his time making sure Emma is happy and healthy! Also for her own good he battles to keep the Samo strays far away from her. Now Kyren isn't ALWAYS, as his creator may claim, a Drama King! He can be very compassionate and more than willing to treat you as family if he finds you trustworthy and you become close enough with him.

So, some advice when crossing paths with this eyeliner wearing teen. Keep your loud antic to yourself they certainly don't impress him (just ask Lena)! Keep sugar out of his reach, it makes his do very very bad things! ;) && Don't and I mean DON'T touch his sister!
Follow these simple rules, and you might survive!

Now off to the Interview! This one should be a HOOT!

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Okay, so we know that over the past several months there has been very little activity in the roleplay! But really that wasn't the intial point in creating this forum in the first place.
Rai Island is what brought us all together. It's our home away from home, so to speak! We are not just a Forum full of gifted and creative writers . . . however a place full of wacky and crazy friends ;)
A place where we are creating unforgettable memories!

Even though we are constantly changing and still knee deep in finding ourselves in the world; we know that through the tears that fall and the smiles that grace our faces we will always have each other! Because no matter where our lives take us, nothing will change so much that we are not all friends still!

&& We will always have RaiIsland to come back to! Our Island ♥
Okay, okay enough of the cheesiness!
I love you CRAZY ladies!
tiny heart photo: Tiny Heart Gif GifHeart.gif Always, Raye

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    The Bolling's Residence

    Everett Bolling
    Everett Bolling

    Posts : 8
    Join date : 2012-10-06
    Location : Uncle James' House

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    Post  Everett Bolling on Fri Oct 19, 2012 10:27 pm

    The Bolling's Residence House3544

    The Bolling family moved into this ancient building just before Henry was born. They have long been known to be the wealthiest family in Samo District, and rarely speak to the other residents. The only reason they moved into the house was because Susan Bolling had fallen in love with the old house, and so her husband, James Bolling, bought it for her. They've put a lot of money and work into it since then.

    Everett Bolling
    Everett Bolling

    Posts : 8
    Join date : 2012-10-06
    Location : Uncle James' House

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    Post  Everett Bolling on Fri Oct 19, 2012 10:57 pm

    The human-shaped bulge rolled over under the mass of blankets and sheets, and an auburn tangle of hair popped out. Black eyes narrowed against the red glare of the electric clock’s numerals in the nearly dark room. It read five-fifty-eight AM, and the dark eyes widened until they revealed their true color to be a lighter brown, highlighted red by the given light. The boy suddenly tumbled from the bed, struggling to stand. He dashed for the door, swinging it open to reveal a pitch black hallway. Stumbling towards the bathroom, he stepped inside and closed the door. Light poured from under the door into the hallway. There was a silent moment before the door swung upon and the boy hastily dashed for the bedroom again to retrieve his forgotten clothes. On his way out he banged his toe against the wall.

    “Shit!” He ground out, wincing at the pain, before attempting to limp to the bathroom. The lights flicked on suddenly, and he had to shield his eyes from the light. Standing between him and the bathroom was his uncle, looking very distraught and confused. Sleep was still evident in his eyes.

    “Everett…?” He rasped, “What are...what are you doing?”

    “Oh…um, sorry Uncle James,” he paused the name still feeling awkward on his lips, “I’m running late for school. I need to, uh, get in there.” He said, pointing to the bathroom his uncle blocked now. His uncle, as if time had literally slowed his actions and thoughts, seemed to take a longer pause than necessary. Then he took his time to turn and glance at the bathroom door Everett still pointed to. After looking back at him, spotting the mess of clothes tucked under his arms, he took a long breath in. Then he blew it out in one long sigh.

    “Everett…what time is it?”


    “Right. And what time do you need to be leaving for school?”

    “Twenty after….” Realization lit up Everett’s eyes, and his face fell. His grimace turned his expression into a regretful apology.

    “Right, ten after eight. You’re two hours early.”

    “Right. I’ll just…head back to bed, then.” He stared at the floor, wishing not to look at his James’ expression as he headed back to his bedroom. Shutting the door behind him, he flipped on the lights and flopped down on top of the haphazard sheets, leaving the clothes somewhere on the floor. He stared around this unfamiliar bedroom that was now to be called his, and turned his head to stare over at all his unpacked things in the corner. It had been a week now. Or was it a week and a half? Either way, he’d been here long enough to settle in. Yet he hadn’t done so. This place just wasn’t his home. He’d never particularly liked Florida, but he’d never hated it either. And his home had always been there. Now he had been forced to move across country to this place. Rai Island, the home island of his parents, who had hated this place with a burning passion. Why? The reason had never been obvious, but now perhaps he’d find out for himself. Already his uncle and aunt seemed to hate having to put up with him, though their kids seemed to like him enough.

    Sighing, he closed his eyes. This hour was the norm for him. Right now, states away, his friends were probably heading to their second class of the day. Everyone he knew was in school right now, and he should have been with them. Friends that probably didn’t remember his existence. But nevertheless, he’s called them friends. Thinking about his highschool, and all the times he complained about it, he wondered if it would now look like a top rated school in comparison to this Martin Van whatever place. With a troubled heart, his brain reminded him of why he’d been sent here, and everything that had come with his foolishness. Slowly, his breathing leveled out, and his chest rose and fell with each shallow breath. He was asleep before he could realize it was taking over.


    A strange beeping protruded his senses, and Everett found himself wondering what it was. Right, the hospital. Kaden was here. Something had gone wrong. He’d fallen. No one had helped. So he’d been taken to the hospital? No, that wasn’t right. Kaden had left already. He was gone. No one could help anymore. So what was that noise? Everett’s eyes flicked open, panic filling them as he hurriedly turned his head this way and that. He lay in some strange, cold bed. The sheets itched against his skin. Cords were intertwining all around him, connected to him in every way. He could feel the sting of the IVs, and the discomfort of the tubes that entered his airways. He tried to move, tried to reach for the tubes, to remove them; but his body never even twitched despite his struggles for control. It was ss if he had invisible restraints. Why was he here? Why? He didn’t want to die…

    The beeping grew louder, and so did his desperation. As if the effort had been draining the life from him, blackness began to take over. His vision turned murky, heat cascading over him, and his ears buzzed. He couldn’t see. He couldn’t hear. He couldn’t think.

    His body flung up into a sitting position, sweating profusely, and he stared at the wall of the bedroom with wide eyes. Taking deep breathes, he twisted back to glance at the alarm clock, the beeping blaringly loud. It was…five minutes after eight? Everett blinked against the murkiness of his brain. Why was this bad? What did he have to do this morning? It took only a short moment for it to come to him.

    “Crap, school!” He jumped up out of bed, grabbing the clothes that had been left on the floor, and ran for the bathroom. After hopping in for a quick shower, he threw on a pair of fitting blue jeans and a tight white t-shirt. His hair, sopping wet, trailed water down his neck, soaking his shirt. By the time, he picked up his things and went back to his room to grab his bag, half his back was wet.

    “Uncle James? Aunt Susan?” He began to yell for them, hoping they might give him a ride. But the house was empty when he went looking for them. So they’d probably taken Gregory and Henry to school. The feeling of being unwanted hit him hard, and he let that sting settle in as he made way for the front door. If they didn't want to help him, then he'd just find a way for himself. It was only about a fifteen minute walk, if his calculations were right. James had shown Everett the school from a distance about a couple days after he'd arrived, and told him the best ways to get there. At first, Everett had thought nothing of this. But now he wondered, did James expect this to happen? For Everett to be running late and causing trouble? Well, yes, he probably did.

    He slammed the front door shut a little harder than necessary, and practically jumped down the wooden steps. As soon as his shoe touched the pavement he was off jogging down the driveway. He adjusted his backpack on his shoulders, and tightened the arms with a swift pull to the straps. Then he was running down the street of his uncle’s neighborhood, his set course in mind. Well, with the way the rain was coming down on him, no one would notice his wet shirt and hair; the rest of him would be wet, too.

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