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♡ Time: Early Afternoon
♡ Location: The Coffee Pot
♡ Interaction:@Calatrava


Annaliese had been just about to bite into her cinnamon bun when a slender man with dark-hair moved into her view with a protest. She furrowed her brows initially at his request. Did he really expect her to give up the decadent piece of art that was the cinnamon roll?
"Ehh..."She drew off as she listened to his offer, her eyes traveling to the mocha roll. It did look pretty good. She did love chocolate too. The last of his statements made her pause and think for a moment.

"I-I just really like cinnamon buns. Reminds me of home."

Annaliese missed home too. She had essentially lived there all her life, barely going anywhere else. Though she had always seen this as a negative thing, always feeling like Rapunzel trapped her in a tower, maybe she was also a bit privileged in that. Perhaps some people never had much time at home or with their family. Some people may never have had one at all.

"Okay,"She finally replied, setting the cinnamon roll back in its dish and pushing it toward him with a genuine smile. It felt nice to do something good for someone else. Annaliese felt proud of herself. This was her opportunity to make a friend. "My name is Annaliese, but please call me Annie."She introduced herself softly, "You can sit here if you want."

I'm very interested in this.
I'm interested!


♡ Time: Early Afternoon
♡ Location: The Coffee Pot
♡ Interaction: None yet
♡ Mention: @sempis@MsMorningstar


The girl in the oversized, pastel blue sweater was seated in the back of the cafe with a laptop. Her long, brown hair was neat and ran down her back. She kicked up her sneakers up on the chair ahead of her on her table. Done with Love by Zedd was blasting in through her pink headphones, jumping from ear to ear in such a way she could not help but bop her head in public. People were glancing over at her but she had no shame. Annaliese was used to people staring at her. She was never sure why but she did not really care. She was an odd girl and she was aware of it. Having never had a close friend would do that to someone. Though she was sometimes awkward and antisocial, she was very secure in herself. She had always been alone and was comfortable with it. Annaliese knew maybe she was a bit too comfortable but she figured with all this new freedom, she'd get out of her comfort zone soon.

She had been here for a few minutes after The Coffee Pot opened with the intent of working on her assignment. Instead, she had been jamming out and watching random cat videos. Laid out to the side of her laptop was an assortment of three different pastries and a large caramel drink that looked like it could have given someone diabetes in two sips. She had eaten a mostly healthy diet all her life but now that she was free from her mother's influence, she overcompensated. All her life, she had stayed rather petite. Annaliese figured she had a fast metabolism. At least, she hoped so.

Her eyes traveled to the cinnamon bun and her brown eyes lit up. "Oh I didn't forget about you, cutie-pie."She whispered with a grin and picked it up to take a bite. She paused as she was forced to take in the environment for the first time since buying the sugar feast. Her grandma had been pushing her to make friends, telling her it was bad for her mental health to be alone all the time. Some people here seemed close to her age. Moving her headphones gently down her head to her neck, she decided to focus in on a boy and girl having an exchange at the register. They ended up sitting together a moment later. She figured they were probably on a date or something. The last thing she wanted to do was third-wheel, right?

Annaliese had a bad habit of making excuses and she knew it. Before she could really call herself out on her own bull, she got distracted by the cinnamon bun and decided to continue her journey.

I also need a discord link please
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I'd like to join if that's okay!


Roman


Roman glared. This girl was fearless. Admitting to the crime and coming easy? Speaking to them like this? Roman couldn't stand her. She would prove worthless with this much ego. He gripped the girl's arm and began to drag her back, calling to the others loudly that she had been found. "Alaia will teach you some manners..."He whispered, keeping his tone calm despite his feelings, in her ear. Once back at the camp, he shoved her into Alaia's room and left the two alone.


I would like to play as a creature, monster or beast. If this goes against any rules or lore, I will try to fix it. If I cant, I will create a normal character.


As long as it's in terms of the mutation from the background of the story it's gucci. I saw your CS and it looks good!
@Nyther

Angel


Angel glanced over at Abel as she sat on the counter with a mouth full of bread. There was an entire loaf between her hands. She gulped it down with some water, her feet kicking against the counter a bit. "Oh totally. I figured if he was going to kill us, he would have. He must be really fucking lonely or something." She hopped off to examine the fridge more, glancing over every now and then at Abel. Though she was starting to feel sure Jet was not going to try to kill her, she had no idea about this dude.


Roman


"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. What's up?"

Roman glanced up to find some thin wretch with dark hair, licking her own blood like an uncivilized animal. She was unphased by them but probably well aware of who they were. He wasn't sure if her cockiness was some weird tactic or if she was dumb. Alaia seemed to agree she was being cocky, getting excited already about torturing her. He was still unsure what corner of Hell he had dug this woman out of. Alaia began to turn into a liquid, demonstrating her strange ability to manipulate her molecules. He chuckled as she joined the girl on the branch like a demon.

He looked up and stared her dead in the eyes, not letting emotion fall into his voice as he spoke, "If you are not interested in being chopped up like carrots for a stew, I suggest you start admitting to us that you have been stealing from our people. We'll torture it out of you either way and you're coming with us either way, so you can come down. You will also tell us if you are alone in this act. If you have any idea who I am, you know I am not very merciful."


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