Theme?

Sure. OC(s)?

Kk, I’ll get the chain.

Theme?

Yeah idk. Maybe join the rp on the chain below- cause I’m a lazy ass at rp themes.

Kk.

S: * humming and walking down the sidewalk. *

(Can Memefruit join?? 🥺) S: * she’d hear the rustles and jump… * “ EEP- u-uh…I’m sure that was n-nothing! “

(Oki :3)

S: “ gotta get a cake. Again…man I eat too much. “ * she sighed and continued on. *

S: * randomly screeches Other Friends into the sky, because why the heck not!? * “ THAT’S RIGHT I HEARD THE STORY OVER AND OVER AGAIN~! “

S: * she saw the stranger… * “ u-uh…h-h-hi? “

S: “ well this is weird. What are you doing here late at night? Isn’t it like, 6:30 pm or something? I mean, Ella’s tv is probably broken again, so I need a tool kit too…aside from that cake… “

S: * she stared at her warily. * “ what do you mean? “

S: “ DON’T CALL ME SAM, YOU KNOW THAT ELLA. Oh, makes sense. Anon does…wacky stuff in my mind, heh. Including eating cake… “ * her stomach rumbled. *

S: “ WELL I’LL CALL YOU E THEN! hey THeRe E, HoW yOu DoiN ToNiGHt? FREEZING TO DEATH LIKE ME? “

S: “ excuse me what was that? “ * she stared at Ella…menacingly. *

S: * she eyed the setting sun. * “ well Ella…did your tv break again? I was about to get a cake. Again. “

S: “ well- oh, bye then! “ * she waved bye to Aki. * “ anyway, I have enough for a new tv! This much cash took a lotta lemonade and overtime to scrape up. Appreciate it. “

S: * some leaves had been disturbed, and landed on her pants. She quickly batted them off. *

S: “ …I have enough for a new tv. “

S: “ ok fine… “ * she passed the money over to her. * “ just don’t forget to buy a cake! “ * and then she ran off towards home. *

(Makes sense lmao) S: * she huddled at home, in front of the bathroom vent. Don’t judge, it’s the hottest vent- * “ ahh…it’s so cold outside. “

S: “ I hope Ella is okay, it’s a full moon I think. I didn’t like those wolves I saw in the backyard last night. “ * she shuddered. *

S: “ … “ * she got up, and grabbed her iPad but rushed back to the warm vent. She then looked up stuff. *

S: * she mumbled something to herself, and then produced an excited noise. * “ SINGING REPELS THE NASTIES! “

(Oof. Gn guys. Continue in the morning?)

T h e m e ? Lmao 4 rps at once.

We never know our rp themes between us lmaooo I wanna do something Halloween-y tho :0 maybe you could join the Werewolf rp?

I’m sure it’s ok lmao

Yeah, uh- it’s ok then, go ahead and join lmao

Anon sat there quietly, aware of the sharp, painful chemical smell in her extra-secured cell.

Anon looked around the room, already slightly given way to insanity. Her eyes flickered to and fro…

Anon had rolled up into an even tinier ball than she was before when they had come in. She was not in the mood for this. Her claws stayed sheathed, but she was ready to use them if needed…

Anon sighed. She didn’t like the punishments, so she complied to their request and followed them.

Anon moved to the center of the room, slowly. She was curious, but she wasn’t about to get fried or spilled some nasty chemical on…

Anon hissed at them, before stopping when it didn’t really do anything for a bit. She’s used to lightning quick creatures by now.

She’d be startled for a moment, before snapping out of it. “ w-who are you? “ they’d say.

Anon stared at it. “ ok then, not gonna speak and is gonna be a hosti-bean. “ she’d mutter, while extending her claws and lightly baring her fangs.

She’d hiss, her tail flame blazing like a well-fed flare. She’d stare at the inky black creature, her glowing green eyes cold and calculating.

Anon was unnerved by the strange melting. Her fur bristled, and red slits glowed in her pupils. Tiny flecks of red splattered the flare on her tail tip. She backed away, part on edge but ready to defend.

(Oh bye ;P)