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Meulin was still very much confused, but took the situation as it was. Thankfully, she hadn’t noticed anyone else just yet or it would’ve made her start rambling about… Shipping most likely. “Purrfect!” She replied, smiling at Jake apologetically while rubbing the back of her head. “I’m deaf you see… Can’t hear myself talk.” She put her hands over her ears. “Hear no evil.” She said quietly, as if to herself.
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“OH MY COD, I’M SO FURRY!” She gasped at scaring Jake. “UM, THAT WASN’T A FURRY GOOD PUN, WAS IT?” She shook her head. “I’VE BEEN DOING THIS FURR YEARS AND I STILL HAFFUREN’T GOTTEN THE HANG OF IT.” She frowned. “ANYWAY, oh, I mean, anyway… is this better? Are you okay, kitty?” She quickly went over to Jake and got really close to his face, as if inspecting for injuries. “Pawdon me…” She told him, turning to Kanaya.”Tail me, you didn’t lion to me Kanny, did you?”
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(I guess it’s just you and me again…)
Dane hadn’t made it very clear, but she knew it would be some kind of strife, maybe even as big as a war, and she knew exactly what she needed to put into her strife specibus for that. She had her metal utensils there just cause she liked them, not that she would use them much at all. She usually kept her most used “weapons” in her strife specibus, but Mom needed some of the stuff at times, which weren’t normally considered weapons, for things like cooking(literally) and sewing. She hoped to get her own for her birthday. Thankfully, she had everything she needed already in there except for one thing. The most important thing. Ruby proceeded to take her sewing needles from the pink cloth she was coming together to create a sweater and put it in her strife specibus. She would have to finish that later. Wanting to waste no more time, she went back to her computer, not bothering to respond, she memorized the coordinates Dane had sent her, and punched it in her transportalizer right before getting inside and expecting the worst.
She reappeared in a darker place, eyes focusing on the black and white of it all. Her mouth curved for the first time that day… well, maybe not first but to emphasize. She looked around for a good long time, taking it in, recognizing every robotic member of both armies as if she had been in the real thing herself.
Ruby’s gaze stopped when she met Dane, kneeling with the sword beside the black queen. She laughed to herself. Right, the irony.
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Meulin stood on the other side of the road, circling around a bit because she couldn’t hear the drones telling her to cross. She was starting to get moody. “CAN I CROSS NOW, PURRLEASE?” She shouted to one of the drones acting as the traffic manager, which wasn’t really necessary, considering anyone barely ever drove through the gloomy planet ever… considering most adults had been culled for either not being able to fill a bucket with cum or accidentally dropping down a cliff no one could’ve seen was there because trolls just like to play evil pranks like that. She crossed her arms, assuming she would get there early. “That’s what I’ve been telling you this whole time!” The drone shouted back. “What do you think rides around here?” He said, and she barely understood him, from he was a bit far for her to read lips. “SORRY!” She shouted back after looking around the empty road. She never really thought to herself much, being one to just go with it and- Oh, realize things beforehand. Meulin burst through the doors, having a big, toothy grin on her face. “KANNY, HOW’S THE TEA GOING?” She loudly announced, not being able to hear herself talk. She stood there smiling for a second before noticing the people already there and cocking her head to the side. “HOW COME EFURRIONE IS ALREADY HERE?” She looked at her watch. “WHEN DID THIS START?”
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((Someone please tell me what’s going on so I can go back to this maybe??))
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Name: Kronie Hansen
Age: 14
Race: Human, Norwegian
Class: High
Appearance: 5’3, long legged, short pastel-pink/orange hair with a hairloop sticking out(natural redhead), chubby face, delicate features, small mouth and nose, big lilac eyes, pale skin. She wears pastel-colored clothes; pink jacket with yellow rims, short pink skirt with white clouds on it, a sun hairclip, and heeled white shoes. Her appearance is the opposite of the punk friend she likes to hang out with.
Personality: bubbly, witty, sophisticated, normally nice, unexpected, smarter than what people give her credit for, observant, likes people with diversity, enjoys any forms of art, claims not to be a homosexual. She likes riding horses and anything fun.
History: Kronie was raised in a mansion full of her relatives in Norway. She loves people, and acquired the hobby of making her own clothes from her mother, who made dresses for her shop before she died. Kronie became an exchange student at 12, traveling to a couple different places before settling with the Rossis, an Italian family, for as long as she wished. She goes to High school there and also met one of her best friends there(the punk).
Current Doings: Student in the local High School, she just went to her friend’s party as the magician’s helper.
Abilities: Making her own clothes? Is that a possible ability? She is also really good at sports and art…
Weapons: She “borrowed” her father’s pistol and usually uses it to set off fireworks.
Weaknesses: She has a very poor sense of righteousness, but has learned some things from people and experiences. She isn’t physically strong, but rather delicate despite her good endurance. She is painfully shameless and… fandoms.
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can we rp two characters simultaneously?
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China falls back in her snuggle-pillow, the softness of it is enlightening. After such a great Schnouzer film- Schewnegger? Sch- Ewschnougher? Shhh… Shwarzernegar?
“Do you mean, Schwarzenegger?” the screen lit up with a realization.
Oh.
Anywho. It was a great film.
It seemed the air was growing heavier the more time passed, and she hated feeling humid and sticky and hot. Fabric around her didn’t help, so she gave her pillow one last squeeze before kicking it away, making it tumble off the couch. The heat kept wafting itself into her house. If she didn’t do anything, she was going to start perspirating pretty soon.
What month was it again?
She lifted her head up to the Zodiac calendar up in the family room wall(well, it would be a family room if she had one) and read “Year of the-”
That’s wrong! She shook her head and rubbed her eyes. The movie really had wasted all of her focus.
“It’s June.” She thought. “June is-”
She jumped up. “IT’S SUMMER!” She cried, panting with the newfound heat that suddenly appeared in the midst of flower-smell and breeze from yesterday. Yesterday. She should’ve known the seasons in America were different!
Was today the first day of summer?
Anyway, she couldn’t waste such a hot day!
Closing her computer screen, she hopped out of her couch in her day-clothes and quickly threw out a swimsuit from her drawer, stripping and putting it on, she dashed out the door and left all her plans for a lazy “spring” day behind. -
Nation: China
Name: Wang Chai-Miun (pronounced “Min” or “Moon”) commonly known as just Wang Miun
Gender: Female
Appearance: She is fairly short, about 5’4. Her hair is a thin, short, chestnut brown that comes down to the end of her neck, but has a long strand that comes down to her chest and is held up in a side-tail. Her hair bangs are a bit longer than the rest of her hair(not including strand), and parted in the middle, but she sometimes fixes them sideways and let her strand loose for some occasions. Her eyes are a deep honey, almost too dark to notice, but it lights up when in the sun. She is pale, but can tan easily. She wears a red band with a white star on her left arm, Chinese leg wraps, black flats, dark green shorts, and a traditional no-sleeved, red, Chinese silk brocade shirt. She enjoys wearing Chinese men jackets and also sometimes wears a mandarin jacket with white pants.
Personality: Miun is very agreeable to others, and likes to make everyone pleased with her, though she does take a while to realize things, she is feisty and likes taking things traditionally. She may seem silly in most occasions, but when things get serious, she can be surprisingly clever. She is in reality pretty strong despite not looking like it. She is very traditional to the Chinese culture, and likes to share it with others. She may seem amusing to others because of her lilt and sudden outbursts, but its not intentional. She can be gullible and is prone to snap if people ignore her. She is overall cheerful and helpful. She is also known as an emotional buddy; feeling down? Miun gives you motivation!
Dislikes: She does not accept losing
Likes: Cute things, pandas, art, fortune-telling, traditional Chinese… stuff, kung-fu, action movies with bad guys(she likes roleplaying as the good guy and kicking their faces), chinese food mind-games
Other: She has several pet fish in the lake by her house and likes acting as an older sibling to others but almost always fails to be recognized as wise and is treated like a little kid instead. Dang it! She has a lilt that makes her say “ahen”(opium) at the end of her sentences, and is made fun of by others at times because of it. She tends to judge her food, but eats anything, and has good taste in many things, terrible in others.
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Name: Kal(short for Kalvin) Ophee
15, Sagittarius
Male
Personality: Straightforward, Blunt, Persistent, Unexpected, has the type of humor that fakes emotions, excitable with interests, terrible liar, opportunistic, has a lot of initiative, and some crazy ideas.
Appearance: Scottish redhead, wears dark prescription “sunglasses”, freckles, likes walking around wearing weird shit to scare people, actually not scare just surprise. He works for a café and if usually seen with an apron.
Ability: Can control electronic devices without touching them.
Etc: As mentioned before, he works for a café; he loves pastries. He has a brother that moved out for some obsession of his and fends for himself most of the time. He likes helping people. He also likes pink. It’s not his favorite color; he just likes… pink. I think he might be bisexual.