
@Elder-God-Whisper work
(WHAT HAS HAPPENED!?! cries miserably in despair)
(WHAT HAS HAPPENED!?! cries miserably in despair)
(with us nothing that i know of)
(Why are you crying?)
(Because I can’t check and upload often, so I never know what’s going on, and I feel super bad…)
(Also, I’m just having a really crappy day.)
(Oh, sorry)(Well, we didn't actually do a whole gob)(Basically Fiona and Darren are trying to help Clovis and Molly)(Clovis lost WAY too much blood, and Molly's side was shot)(Also, Claire just pulled a jacket off of a dead body and is wearing it. Gross)
(Ahhh, terrible days)(Don't ya love 'em?)(Yeah, I had like a terrible week just like a week back)(:P)
(Yeah… I hate my mom sometimes… Anyway, what’s happening with App? Or is she still hugging Mira?)
(Okay, to be honest, that is kinda gross, but the body was dead for like two seconds before she found it!!! I'm just tryina keep her busy without endlessly crying. Also, who on here be good with fluff???)
(Yeah… I hate my mom sometimes… Anyway, what’s happening with App? Or is she still hugging Mira?)
(Hey, I'm sure we all know that feeling :P My mom is more like a grandma to me, and I love her to pieces, but sometimes she's just….. I dunno. Our personalities clash XD)
(App is talking to Mira still. I'll go find the last update on them)(Claire is down in the street and it'd be super easy for App to wander and find her. Or find the group helping Clovis and Molly)(It's a small town)(Are you good with ship characters? Tiramisu want's a guy for Claire :P)
"I wish I could tell you but I wouldn't have a clue…."
(Mira is saying this)(She wishes she could answer App's questions, but she doesn't have a clue)(They're still in Conner's home)
(Yooos. Claire wants all da fluff. Allll da fluff– she's tumbling downhill into depression….)
(GUYS I HAVE TO LEAVE)(But go ahead and continue without me)(I'll be on this evening prolly)
(I’m good with fluff. I love writing fluff!)
App sighed and pulled back from Mira’s arms. “I know. Clovis said that maybe I’d get some memory back with a few triggers.” She glanced back out the window. “Do you think we should check up on the others? They’ve been gone a little too long for my liking…”
(Fluff :D will you be Claire's fluff? Well, how fluffy is your fluff? Soft kitten fluff? Cloudy fluff? Fluffy fluffy fluff fluff? :D fluff fluff fluff!!!)
(Would you like me to create a guy for Claire then? Lol. [You seem excited.])
(Yeeeeeeeees! She needs someone to love… Like…. Seriously…. :D she'll, like, die if she doesn't.)
(And my fluff is as fluffy as lying in a huge pile of pure cotton and velvet. And holding baby bunnies too.)
(Yeeeeeeeees! She needs someone to love… Like…. Seriously…. :D she'll, like, die if she doesn't.)
(Ok!! I’ll make a guy then to love her to bits. Do you have any preferences of guy?)
(0.o That's pretty fluffy :3)
(For the guy…. Black hair. That's all I have to say. And… Don't make him too old or too young– 17-18 years would be perfect.
But otherwise, that's it. Everything else you can kinda make up.)
(Sweetness!! I’ll get started on him. Brb!!)
(:D floooooooooooof!!!)
(Lol, you guys are great. Just keep the fluff PG XD)
Name: Dareon Fritson
Looks: Shaggy black hair with pale skin. Skinny and undernourished, with lanky arms and legs. Big gray eyes with long lashes. Has dark bags under his eyes from a lack of sleep. Generally doesn’t smile, but if he does, it’s brilliant.
Personality: A bit reserved and quiet, but if he becomes loyal to you, he’ll protect you with his life. Rather strong with the right nourishment. He is very stubborn when he sets his mind to something and then almost nothing can stop him.
Hobbies: He likes to hunt, and is good at it. He also has a skill for sewing strangely…
Dislikes: Being alone, harsh words, fighting, and death.
Likes: The twilight, sewing, full moons, and he loves hugs.
Backstory: Was forced into hiding from the government when he killed a group of men who had killed his family. The men had been soldiers pillaging for supplies. He is running for his life now, struggling with suicidal thoughts.
Theme song [‘cause I want to]: Angel with a Shotgun
(Oh… Yrah. Of course!)
(Lol, you guys are great. Just keep the fluff PG XD)
(Sore thing!!)
(He's so heccin perfect! :D)
(Yaay! I’m glad!)
(Oh, by the way, his nickname’s Dare. And he’s 17 years old.)
(Sneky….. I like it.)
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