[color=white]Ooc: Oh lawd
Fanta stared in awe, snorting, trying to contain her laughs.
She sighed, gathering herself. "Now now, children." She exclaimed firmly, mocking the common parent with a puffed chest.
"Don't be 'shellfish'."
That was it. The gasterblaster busted into laughter, so much so, her mouth glowed a bright blue.
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Fanta sighed, calming down, a smile still remaining.
A bright blue snake-like tongue grazed her teeth. "Sounds good Pap." This Papyrus seemed tense and serious. Not something she admires in a person.
The blaster turned to Scarlet. "That was rather rude, kiddo. Fresh shouldn't be treated as an 'im-pasta'."
Her proud smile widened to an open mouth, revealing a row of sharp teeth.
The gasterblaster stared in awe. "Lets not get aggressive here.."
She turned to the turtle that was now Scarlet. "Don't worry," Fanta whispered. "You needn't be afraid."
A reassuring smile spread across her muzzle, pulling away.
The blaster turned to see normal Scarlet and gave her a smile. She turned to Fresh "Sounds pretty rad, broseph." Fanta chuckled, continuing with a cheerful tone.
"Where are ya from, kid? I haven't see ya around before." She inquired with quizzical expression, tilting her head to the right.
Fanta held part of her muzzle under the table with her claws to keep from bursting with laughter, letting little stickers out here and there.
"Are we grounded?" The blaster asked with a innocent smile and a head tilt to the side.
Only a tiny bit of sarcasm in her voice.
Fanta smiled, wrapping a bright blue aura around the goat Frisk, slowly bringing her up into the air beside her.
"This sweet child doesn't deserve being grounded."
The blaster looked up at the floating child and gave a wink and a bright smile.
Fanta gently put the kid back down before bursting with laughter.
"That was good.." She spoke between stickers and laughs.
Fanta Sighed with a lazy smile. "Yes, but the rest of us don't deserve to be here."
She slowly shook her head, letting her smile fade.
"Also, how can you figure out to get back before you find out what, or who, put us here."
The blaster was morbidly serious, which was weird for her usual personality.
"This could be something ya don't wanna mess with.." She paused, staring at the table.
"Time and space isn't a play toy. I really hope ya know what you're doing."
She sighed, shrugging and looking up with a faint smile.
"But I'm sure ya do."
RobinWing Sighed, calmly padding along side her fellow clan mate. She rose her head high, breathing in, absorbing all the scents of the forest.
"Such a beautiful day." The she cat purred happily.
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❄RabbitPaw
❝Everything I do, never seems to be enough..❞
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[size=16pt]THE BASICS[/size]
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Name(s);; RabbitPaw
Gender;; Female
Age;; 9 moons
Rank;; Apprentice
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Height;; 10 inches
Build;; Lean for the most part, though a bit chubby around the belly area.
Eye Color;; Bright ember
Fur Color;; An array of whites and grays also consisting of dark black stripes.[/fancypost]
[size=16pt]DIGGING DEEPER[/size]
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Written Description;; RabbitPaw is a powerful hunter, i.e. her keen sense of smell, and an excellent swimmer. In fact, she adores being in the water. This she cat has long, thick fur to protect her from the cold winters, and sheds quite a bit of it during the warm season. Her optics consist of a bright ember hue, and are always wide and aware while outside the camp.
Personality;; The fae is somewhat shy to those she's unfamiliar with, making her unfit for a runner's position. RabbitPaw is kind, though mostly quiet. She loves a good laugh and, for the most part, tends to be cheerful and positive in most situations. She is very thoughtful and analytical, causing her to worry about and over think important instructions and conversations, that can cause her to be nervous, thus becoming unable properly follow important instructions. In conclusion, she doesn't like having lives placed in her paws, although she's always dreamed about being a hero.
History;; RabbitPaw's history is rather plain. She was born into the camp and is training as a warrior. When she comes of age, she promises to become a satisfactory warrior and will prove an important member of the HailClan. Her parents, both being runners, became elders and pasted peacefully on the same night with unknown causes, making bright additions to SilverPelt. The she cat worked and hunted often to help cope with her loss, soon accepting it.
Kin;; Elk Heart - Father, Deceased
RiverPelt - Mother, Deceased
Likes;; Water, good humor, the quiet, though company is charitable as well, and she loves the sunlight. Keeping busy also is a favourite, but she also appreciates relaxing in the sun, sometimes a little too much, causing slight weight gain.
Dislikes;; Although she loves the water, she despises rain. RabbitPaw apprentices kits, though they are pretty annoying at times.
Strengths;; Swimming, hunting larger rodents, and she has a very keen sense of smell.
Weaknesses;; Climbing, difficult instructions, traveling in rainy weather, and she cannot be given the fait of any cat.[/fancypost]
[font=georgia][size=16pt]LOVE LIFE[/size]
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Turn ons;; RabbitPaw adores good humor is a feline and apprentices physical contact, such as nuzzling and sharing tongues.
Turn offs;; Loud, overreacting cats. She also turns away from anyone who works too often.
Crush;; Will develop
Mate;; None[/fancypost]
[font=georgia][size=16pt]ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER[/size]
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Username;; [color=#D1EEEE]SkyraBlue
Screen-Name;; [color=#D1EEEE]SkyraBlue
Activity Level;; [color=#D1EEEE]8/10
Other;; [color=#D1EEEE]Supernatural[/fancypost]
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Nah, it's alright. Let me fix that.
Fanta snorted with amusement. "This group is incredibly bipolar.."
She chuckled, with a nod. "I would love to get back." The big pup laid her skull on the table with a sigh.
"I'm hungry." A whine came from her as she pretended to pout.
"Paaaaaaaps." The blaster whined.
The gaster blaster looked over towards Fresh with a suspicious expression. Before hearing a bump beside her.
Scarlet was out like a light.
Fanta chuckled, getting up and, with her auras, gently picked her up, taking her to her room upstairs. "Goodnight kid." She muttered before leaving the room, flipping off the lights.
"One more down.." She laughed, jumping back into her chair.
She smiled, looking down at her plate before digging in, getting sauce all over her muzzle.
It's not like she has hands..
"I don't know what you meant." She said, looking up to the scolding monster with a dead serious expression. "By 'Acting childish'.."
IC: As long as I get to deal.
Fanta laughed, looking over to Papyrus with a sarcastic look on her face.
"It's not like I have hands. Would ya rather me just to this?"
Blue auras surrounded the pasta, gracefully lifting up every bit from the bowl. She licked the sauce from her skull, then opened her mouth, unhinged her jaw to fit it all in, and let the pasta fall into her rib cage. The auras there happily made the food disappear.
She smiled, leaning forward a few inches. "It was divine, Papyrus. Thank you." She mocked, looking over at the Goat Frisk with a genuine smile.
The GasterBlaster was programmed to love and protect children, plus she loved making them laugh, but in this case, food was legitimately hard to consume without looking a little strange..
Ooc: Sounds good to me. Taste the rainbow!
Fanta chuckled with a nod towards Frisk, then turned back towards the other monsters.
"I thought Error was a myth."
She shifted in her seat, looking around the room. Farah knew he did in fact exist and how dangerous he was, she just didn't want to believe it. She was taught about the AUs when in training, and he was a teleporting warning sign..
Alrighty! Sorry about all that mess..
Farah got up, growing to her normal size. "I'll get it!" She called behind her.
Her claws turned the knob and the door came open. "Uh, hello?" The blaster was a bit lost for words, but a smile spread across her face along with wide eye sockets.
"Would ya like to come in?" She asked with a small nod, stepping away from the door.
Well, this was amusing, to say the least.
Farah chuckled with a shrug. "Heh, at least ya found us alive." The blaster turned towards Frisk and gave them a friendly smile.
She averted her gaze back to Death. "Now, are ya here against your will, or did someone turn to...dust?" She looked around, mentally counting the other monsters.
'The gangs all here..' Fanta thought, taking a seat on the floor, shutting the door with their bony tail, then curling around the child beside them.
To be honsest, she was a bit off-put with the Reaper's sudden appearence, he was a God, so it was strange to see him here when no one was a pile of fowl-smelling powder.
[justify]The gasterblaster nodded.
"You're right. They're trying to work on a way to get back." She gave a sly smile, gesturing towards Andreas.
"Heh, me on the other hand, believe that we're here for a reason, and we have to just wait it out." Farah shrugged with a lazy smile. "But that's just me."
She got up, padding over to the couch and sat down. "Feel free to make yourself at home. There's a few empty rooms upstairs."
She sighed, turning on the television. "We're probably gonna be here for a while."[/justify]
Fanta smiled, turning towards Fresh. "Ya look like ya just had a death-defying experience." She snorted and her large tail began to wag. "Baby, don't fear the Reaper!" She quoted with a smug smile.
The gasterblaster turned back to the television, quietly wheezing from laughter.
Ooc: By the way, that's such a great song! (Don't Fear The Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult)
