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Ottoline
“Am I supposed to call you Rohan, or Amir?” Marcurious raised an eyebrow. “For goodness sake, why on Andromeda do people have two names?” Ottoline elbowed him and glared.
“It’s a serious question!” he whined.
"Hair. Mouth. Cheese of yak. Come, Sintar, bRiNg a MeLoN."
Stel
Standing behind the rest, Stel created another little star, blowing it to give the same greeting as it did to Amir. She giggled like a little girl in delight as it burst into golden sparkles in front of Marcurious’s face.
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I found this pic on Pinterest, and thought it fit Stel perfectly.
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And this really cute one for when she was little <3
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Kari
While Marcurious and Amir were talking, a sudden movement to Kari’s right caught her eye. As she turned her head, she noticed another guy hesitantly approaching the group.
“H-hello?” he called out. “Is everyone okay? I heard a scream.”
“We’re fine- I think,” Kari replied. “Marcurious was hiding in the closet, and I was looking for a bathroom when I stumbled upon him. That’s why I screamed.”
“Oh.” The boy stepped into the shaft of moonlight streaming in the window, illuminating his features. “Where are we anyway? Mom sent me to the attic to grab something, but this definitely isn’t my attic. Maybe I bumped my head on something in the dark and this is all a hallucination.”
“I don’t think you’re hallucinating, because if you are, then we all are, too,” Kari replied. “I don’t know exactly where we are, but this house locked us in. We were told to dress up and have a party, but then we all fell asleep. I think maybe something was in the food, because Ottoline and I both had crazy dreams. It hasn’t been that long since we woke up, and we’re still here.” She shrugged. “I’m Kari, by the way. What’s your name?”
“Micah,” he replied. “Nice to meet you.”
"Real love is for your good, not for your comfort." -Justin Whitmel Earley
@savannah_grace2009 @rae She’s so pretty!! @trailblazer
Amir
Amir let out a nervous chuckle, his voice somehow cracking in the process. He cleared his throat and tried to stop tapping his finger against his leg. “Um, that’s j-just what w-we, uh, do.”
Marcurious still didn’t look convinced.
“Our, our names have meaning,” Amir explained, his confidence growing. “Rohan Amir means ‘kind-hearted prince.’ It was the name I was given at birth. You can call me Amir. Unless I’m a lot older than you…” He looked Marcurious over. Unlikely. “I, um,” he dropped his gaze. “I haven’t earned my last name yet.”
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Name: Alina
Age: 8 (I had this character in another RP, but she was 13 in that one)
Appearance: tall for her age, long, wavy blonde hair, big blue eyes. She’s wearing a dark blue dress.
Personality: At this age, she is inquisitive and will talk until you want to scream. She is extremely literal and will say whatever comes to mind.
"Watermelon Earthmelon Firemelon Airmelon. The Elemelons."
Alina
The room was dark, all she could see was light coming from underneath the door and she heard talking on the other side. Who was it?
She strode over and twisted the knob. After opening the door she found a group of people older than her talking.
She cleared her throat and straightened her posture.
“Hello. I’m Alinetta Catherine Alimilla.” She scanned the group. “Who are you all, and where are we?”
"Watermelon Earthmelon Firemelon Airmelon. The Elemelons."
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Ottoline
Marcurious scoffed. “What are last names? And why would you have to earn them? That’s stupid.”
“Marcurious!” Ottoline smacked his arm, giving him a warning glare.
“What?” Marcurious shrugged.
Before Marcurious could say anything stupider, a girl appeared
“Hello. I’m Alinetta Catherine Alimilla.” She scanned the group. “Who are you all, and where are we?”
Marcurious crossed his arms and stood taller. “I am Marcurious, son of the Great Sparrow. I am a god…”
“Here we go again,” Ottoline sighed.
"Hair. Mouth. Cheese of yak. Come, Sintar, bRiNg a MeLoN."
I miss this rp SOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!!!!!!!!
The spot where it gets super chaotic is page 247-285 ish I think????
Plz ignore anything Latin things going on. It was purposefully not the way Latin is really, but it still is pretty bad.
Also, ignore these ending pages (the 350’s and such). we kinda turned this rp back to what it was originally meant to be after the adventure ran into a wall.
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#AnduthForever (hopefully 💕)@rae it’s all good, thank you!
Why do I change my signature so much? DJT!!!
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