<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/hehoECf.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Azalea </strong><br/><strong>Time:</strong>Midday<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Swell Landing Beach<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Foraging the Island/Exploring the area<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>"Oh Puff!" Azalea did not like what she saw over the rail of the ship. Sand, woods, wilderness. And not an exhibition hall in sight. She was starting to think that her plan wasn't as brilliant as she had made it out to be at the beginning of the voyage. Actually, she had started to think that when she had gotten on the boat.<br/><br/>The Plan was simple. She would come to The Horizon Isles, and as she would be the only idol on the islands, would become their greatest idol by default. From there, it was a simple process to translate that into worldwide stardom. Certainly much easier than trying to make it in a big city chock full of would be idols.<br/><br/>What she hadn't counted on was that the demand for singing sensations here was practically none. Which meant there was no infrastructure. How was she going to pack stadiums if there weren't any stadiums to begin with? The only answer she came up with was to build one. And Famous Idols simply didn't spend their time building stadiums. Or farming. Or drawing water. Or the millions of other things that had to be done here. But she'd manage, especially since the only other alternative was to swim back, or worse yet, stay on the boat and eat more of that disgusting food. She'd take her chances in the woods.<br/><br/>So down she went, a pink bag in each hand, doing her best to breathe in the sea air and seem positive about the whole experience. Sadly, that is not what came out of her mouth.<br/><br/>"Oh, Piff!"