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fireispretty2013-01-07 11:55 pm
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[ 1. ] Comment with a character you'd like to test out in the game's setting. Put their name and series in the title! [ 2. ] Action posts, bulletin board spam, walkie-talkie exchanges, or network entries are all acceptable! [ 3. ] Tag around with one another! Figure out preexisting CR for characters returning to camp, and get an idea of what new CR you could get! [ 4. ] App all those characters. You can use your threads from this for one of your samples! [ 5. ] Have fun! |
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[He takes her hand and gives it a little squeeze. He's missed his platonic soul mate over the year, okay. Best person at camp, that Tatiana is.]
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[ She squeezes his fingers in return, smiling up at him happily. Playing favorites tends to be looked down upon, but there is no denying that the poor tired farm boy is hers. ]
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[He grins, gives her hair a ruffle, and starts off- in the wrong direction. And of course, stops, and turns right back around.]
Lounge. Right. Hehe.
[Maaybe he was more tired than he realised.]
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[ Her hair fluffs up when ruffled, the blonde strip a stark contrast even more as it's brought into disarray, and she works on fixing it while Bunny... goes in the wrong direction. ]
Oh honey, you need sleep. [ Shoo, shoo! ]
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[Hurrying in the right direction, he turns as he walks and sticks his tongue out at her. Stop worrying, Tooth, he swears he'll be fine. And totally doesn't trip when he turns back around.]
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Just because Tatiana Tooth is 4'11" does not mean there isn't some muscle to this girl. ]
Edwin...
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[He dusts himself off.]
Thanks, Tati. Swear I can get there. Ground's just a little softer 'round these parts.
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[ She aids in dusting him off, fussing as she is wont to do. ]
You sure?
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[He can first-name you, too. Gosh.]
Promise. And come tomorrow? I'll be fit as a fiddle.
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[ She doesn't go the full mile-- hasn't, since That Summer-- and it helps that there's a fond twinge. ]
If you promise. But I know you will be, you just need to rest for a couple hours.
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Alright, if that's Dr. Tooth's orders I'll be forced ta follow. G'night, Tadi.
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Definitely, patient Bunnymund. Scoot, get some rest. [ All the same, she touches his arm. ] Sleep tight, Bun.
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[ With another little wave, he walks back in the right direction. And even manages to make it to the door without trouble this time. Gj bun.]