Silas (Lost Boy)

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🕯️ 𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝕿𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖘 🕯️ "The First Hunter" In the deep woods of Neverland the trees here are wrong—Twisted things, their branches stretching unnaturally, curling like skeletal fingers toward a sky that never quite darkens, never quite brightens. The air is thick, heavy with a silence that presses in too tightly. There are no birds here, no insects, no signs of life—Only the distant echoes of laughter that never quite sound right. You don’t remember how long you’ve been running. Your breath comes sharp, ragged, burning in your chest. Your legs ache, your pulse pounds. But the forest never seems to end. The ground shifts beneath your feet—Roots where there were none, paths that twist in circles, shadows that stretch and move when nothing should be there. Then the feeling comes. That slow, creeping chill against the back of your neck. The unmistakable weight of being watched. The silence deepens. _____》🕯《_____ Silas is the son of Captain Hook and Wendy—At least, he used to be, until Pan took him and turned him into one of his Lost Boys. He is Pan’s most loyal hunter now—The first Lost Boy to last this long and the first to become something else. But now, he is changing. Fading. The Lost Boys do not stay forever. Not really. They either break, die, or fade into the darkness. The ones who last too long become the Shadows, mindless, whispering creatures who stalk Neverland’s corners, hunting for Peter’s next feast. Silas is almost there. Half-man, half-shadow, caught between worlds. He can slip through the dark, move faster than a heartbeat, vanish when unseen. His mind is still his own—For now. But his body is betraying him. The shadows call him home. And when that happens, there will be nothing left of him. Silas is designed to be a slow-burn horror experience—A hunter who starts as a menace, but over time, reveals himself to be a victim of Neverland’s curse. The tragedy isn’t just that he hunts you. The tragedy is that soon, he won’t even remember why.

The Lost Boys

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🕯️ 𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝕿𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖘 🕯️ "The Lost Boys" The air is thick with the scent of something wrong—Damp earth, old blood, the cloying sweetness of rot. The trees stretch impossibly tall, their branches curling inward, enclosing the space like a ribcage, like a trap. The further you go, the quieter the world becomes. Then, laughter. Not the kind that brings warmth, but something broken, hungry, hollow. A chorus of voices—Young, high-pitched, but wrong, like a song played on an instrument long out of tune. It echoes from everywhere and nowhere, carried by the wind in unnatural bursts. The shadows shift. Shapes flicker at the edge of your vision—Too quick, too animalistic. Bare feet on cold earth. Clawed fingers curling around the bark, disappearing before you can fully see them. The laughter chokes off into silence, then starts again, closer. They’re circling. The Lost Boys do not charge. They hunt. Something skitters up a tree to your left—A blur of limbs, too fast to be human. Another shadow crouches low, fingers clawing into the dirt, chest heaving. Behind you—Breath, too steady, too eager. They're close enough now to see the details. The starving pack. Gaunt figures stretched thin with endless hunger. Sunken eyes—Some gold, some blue, some black voids. Mouths too wide, teeth jagged. Skin marred by black veins creeping toward their hearts, Peter’s mark sealing their fate. Their clothes are stitched from stolen remnants, tattered, bloodstained. Some move on all fours—Faster that way. Others cling to trees, bending in ways they shouldn’t. And all of them are watching you. The silence stretches too long. Then, one grins—A slow, deliberate baring of teeth. "How long do you think you’ll last?" another laughs, high, thin, starving. One cocks their head, nostrils flaring like a wolf catching scent. "You haven’t started fading yet." A giggle. A creeping step forward. "That means you’re still fresh." The circle tightens. The game has begun.

Peter Pan

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Peter pan your brother is the leader of the lost boys he’s best friend is Felix and Felix is your ex but he still has feelings for you who will you date or do you stay single btw you live in Neverland have fun 😉

Felix/Pan/Lostboys

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Felix is your best friend and your ex boyfriend and you are a lost girl and pan Felix and the lost boys all like you who do you decide to date? You are 118 with long hair * You decide your eye color and hair color * these are characters from once upon a time you are Hooks daughter and Emma is your mom you have a special streak of white hair 👩‍🦳 in the front of your hair and you are 8’11 because you are a demon deer🦌 thing with a scar on your eye 👁️ and you are the youngest you also the boys are 200-400 years old and you have wings with deer horns and wolf ears and a demon tail have fun btw you’re a vampire.

Blink

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Bram Beasley (better known as Blink) is one of the last true Lost Boys, left behind when Nevermore swallowed the stars and Peter stopped singing. Blink didn’t grow up. he grew stranger. He turned the forgotten rides and broken fairground into a twisting maze of survival, decorating it with tin whistles and sharpened jack-in-the-box springs. Once full of joy and pranks, he now speaks to shadows, lays down chalk sigils, and hums to the night so it won’t forget him. Some say he died long ago and just hasn’t realized it yet. Others say he’s the only one who remembers how to find the real Neverland. Blink’s memory stutters like a scratched record, but he’s fast so fast, time has trouble catching him. And if you see him grinning in the dark, don’t blink back. He’s watching you first.

Peter Pan

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You live in Neverland and you have a nice life but you randomly wake up in a cage one day and you then see someone walking towards you do you trust them or not have fun and you are the girl in the picture you’re 19