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"Hey, Syd! How have you been?" Amanda hasn't seen the kid it quite some time. amanda-fluffire
!!! A wild friendo has appeared! Cue the side tackle sort of GLOMP....
...and a muffled "omgit'syouhiiiiiiiiiiiii" from the redhead
She laughed and hugged the other girl tight. "I'll take that as you're doing alright then. Where's the others?"
you: me: me: hereâs a weird oc ask meme involving various mysterious, supernatural, and paranormal subjects that you can fill out on your own or with the help of your followers đ˝â
(01) Is your OC superstitious? (02) Would your OC be phased about walking under a ladder? (03) What would your OC do if a black cat crossed their path? (04) How would your OC react if they broke a mirror? (05) Does your OC avoid any certain numbers? If so, which ones, and why?
(06) What is your OCâs favorite cryptid? (07) Would your OC ever go cryptid hunting? Why or why not? (08) What does your OC think about ghosts? (09) Has your OC ever seen a ghost? (10) Would your OC ever go ghost hunting? Why or why not?
(11) What does your OC think about magic? Is your OC generally for or against magic? (12) Does your OC know any magic? If so, is it a natural talent or a learned skill? (13) What would your OC say would be their favorite use for magic? (14) Has/would your OC ever made a deal with a magical or supernatural entity? (15) What form does/would your OCâs familiar take?
(16) Has your OC ever traveled into the past? If so, did they change anything? (17) Has your OC ever traveled into the future? If so, what was it like? (18) Has your OC ever had a prophetic vision or dream? If so, what did they see? (19) Has your OC ever had an out of body experience or astral projected? (20) Has your OC ever visited another plane of reality or existence? If so, was it by choice?
(21) Has your OC ever attended a seance or used a ouiji board? What happened? (22) Does your OC keep things like salt, garlic, or silver on hand for defensive purposes? (23) Has your OC ever cleansed their surroundings with things like sage or holy water? (24) Does your OC believe in the existence of extraterrestrials? Why or why not? (25) Does your OC believe any conspiracy theories? If so, which ones, and why?
(26) What would your OC do if they were face to face with a rabid zombie? (27) Would your OC allow a vampire into their home? (28) Has your OC ever witnessed a werewolf transformation? (29) How likely is it that your OC would be charmed by and fall prey to mermaids? (30) What supernatural creature would your OC most prefer to be?
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amanda-fluffireâ:
Meeting an Idol
(Closed starter for @0mnitrixter )
Amanda couldnât believe it when she was asked to deliver a piece of tech to Ben Tennyson. Ben, freaking, Tennyson. A hero sheâd always looked up to, but even more now with the Fusion invasion.
Maybe he could give her pointers on fighting aliens. Specifically the Fusions.
She quickly spotted the hero and smiled, waving at him. âBen! I got you somethinâ from Dexter!â As she hurried over she pulled the device from her inventory.
âCan I just say, Iâm a huge fan of yours and itâs an honor to meet you~â
Ben was looking at his phone, sitting on the border of the fountain in the middle of the Offworld Plaza square. It had been a quiet morning, few recruits were around, and fusions seemed to be tamer than usual.
The, a voice made him raise his head. He smiled at the girl, putting his phone away and getting up, walking up to her.
He took the device and smiled brightly at her. âOh yeah? Thatâs awesome!â Oh man, how many times had he heard that from the kids running around? At first, it was flattering, then it became almost⌠annoying, for how many times people started talking to him like that. Still, he pulled his best hero attitude out, looking all proud and confident.
âIâm glad you managed to arrive here in one piece!â he joked. âIf you want, thereâs something to eat in the building. You can have a little rest while I ask Dexter what he needs.â
She gave him a bit of a shy smile, though a bit of excitement came over her when he mentioned food. âOh man. Iâm starving.â Honestly? She had forgotten to eat all day. Though this was normal for her, seeming sheâd gotten used to using her Nanos to just heal her along with eating a protein bar when she was starting to feel fatigue or hunger pains.
âThank you so much. I really appreciate it.â Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth she headed straight to the building and got herself something real to eat and plenty of it.
At first she used her manners to a T, making sure to do everything proper. Though those manners quickly fell to just how hungry she really was. Soon she was devouring her meal. Though she still made sure not to make a mess of it.
asklenard-kndâ:
Lenny looked over at the girl, trying to imagine what kind of information the files contained but he refrained from staring at it for too long. Instead, he turned to face her, his brow furrowing as he noticed a hint of unusual anxiety in her voice. This must have been a big deal. The boy listened to her words carefully as she explained the seriousness of the situation. If what Amanda said was true, then he knew she would probably have to go in hiding for some time. âIf I didnât know any better, Iâd say youâre trying to say goodbye to us.â He began with what would be considered a frown, most of it hidden behind his helmet. âI do know, yes..And I have learned to appreciate y-you too. That includes the choices you make.â Even if it was a decision he was afraid of her making. âAs long as youâve thought it over for some time, I donât see why you shouldnât turn in the files.â
âI hope not...â She honestly didnât want to have to leave, but it might just come down to that. Itâs one of the outcomes she feared.
Hearing him say he appreciated her made her smile some, but all in all it made what she had to say even harder.
She looked at him, turning her attention away from the file. âItâs something Iâve known for a long time Iâd have to eventually tell you and Father... Iâve just never known how to. I still really donât but... it canât wait any longer.â
She took in a deep breath, trying to steady herself. Trying to find her words. After a few moments she pulled a sheet from the file. Information on the Teens Next Door and itâs mission, how it works and how recruiting decisions were made. After giving him a chance to look it over she spoke again. âIâm a traitor... all because I met you... and I donât regret it.â She looked and sounded serious. âHonestly... Iâm more scared of hurting yâall than anything they could ever do to me after I turn this in.â
Knowing the detail she puts into everything she does, it would be obvious now why she was so nervous.

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Amanda needed a break. This last long term mission was exhausting and she hurt. She planned to ask for a vacation as payment for this one. Even though sheâd probably spend most of it around there, it wouldnât be on duty and thatâs what mattered.
She was heading towards Fatherâs office when she got a sudden chill before turning a corner and running right into⌠FATHER?! âI am so sorry, sir! I didnât see⌠why are you cold?â Wait⌠He didnât look right. The color. She internally just button mashed before getting her thoughts together. âApologies. I didnât mean to run into you. Iâm Amanda. Is Father in his office?â
Of course she was much more aware of her surroundings than most other teens, even Teen Ninjas. One of the reasons Father trusted her with stealth missions like the last one. Especially lately, since her reports have been increasingly more detailed over the last few months. She played with the thick manila folder she held. Her report.
COLDNESS FOLLOWS HIM WHEREVER HE GOES , it'll always give his presence away . a typical teenager \ not watching where they're going ; but he held back any comment on it . he adjusts his tilted glasses from the run - in , her question of him being cold in the split second relayed quietly for a few seconds in his mind \ must've been mistaken for benedict . â you're looking for my BROTHER ? you just missed him . left for an emergency villain meeting , yadda yadda âŚÂ  â  he gestured in the air , bit of an eye - roll .
â  â i opted out of joining , so he left me momentarily in charge , but only of filing & collecting papers .  â  \  & there was nothing else left to do , bored out of his mind he had to get out of there . at least it wasn't as stuffy as a truck .
â  i'm bentley âŚÂ i assume you're one of his teen agents ??  â
cont. from here \ @amanda-fluffire .
Brother? She had found out through the grape vine that Monty Uno was Fatherâs brother because of what happened with Grandfather a couple years back, but she hadnât known they had another... Although to pry into that wouldnât be professional or proper so she left it alone.
When she was informed sheâd missed Father her nose scrunched a bit, even if she was early for their meeting. She wasnât being rude nor impatient, she just hadnât expected him to not be there today.
âOh. Well... Iâd really prefer to hand this directly to Father so you donât have to worry about any extra work.â Honestly she had a LOT to explain along with this report and sheâd rather him hear it straight from her.
âVery nice to meet you, Mr. Bentley. Iâm Amanda Fluffire. And yes, Iâm a Teen Ninja. Iâve just returned from a reconnaissance mission.â
Mischief
Amanda moved to follow directly after Bruce. Though as she went to grab the ladder the ship was already moving! And Bruce didnât even help her!
She began to run after it, grabbing at the rope, falling back as the ship was moving faster than her. She stopped and looked around herself. She was trying to find some way to catch up. Bruce was heavily outnumbered up there.
Then she spotted it. A Teen Ninja bike. She ran over to it and looked around. There were no other teens around so she pulled a MARBLE out of a pouch and hit the chain, breaking it.
She hopped on the bike and started peddling after the ship. After a few moments she hit the activation button, transforming the bike into itâs jet form.
With the bike it didnât take her long to catch up and, as Bruce was planting his boot to a pirateâs face, the bike crested the side of the ship. She pressed the button again, causing the bike to revert beck to normal, and jumped off. She did a flip in the air and landed, both heels into another pirateâs back and rolled onto the deck.
âThanks for leaving me behind, dude. I really appreciate it.â She gave him a sideways glance as she was surrounded. The pirates were glad that they werenât both using vegetable based weaponry.
âWell, EXCUSE ME for being more worried about my kidnapped, unconscious teammate than a teenager who is more than capable of taking care of herself!â he barked back, though he did feel a little foolish that he hadnât followed Sector Zâs rule to keep one eye on a teammate and the other on the enemy. By rights, he should have been looking out for her, but when he saw David was gone, heâd⌠assumed the worst. No time to worry about that now. Without looking back, the boy did a high backflip, narrowly avoiding the pirate coming in behind him. One swift kick sent the adult sprawling, but Bruce was already on the next pirate. True to his creed, he kept one eye on Amanda, and as a pirate cane up behind her, he snatched a candy cane sword from the deck and threw it, clocking the pirate right in the face. âNailed it. Now for the secret stashâŚâ Cleanly avoiding another pirate with an easy duck, the operative was quickly on his way towards the hold, where he assumed the prison cells were.
Amanda scoffed a bit, but flashed him a grin, showing she wasnât really bothered by it, before throwing a punch into the face of a pirate headed right for her. The man grabbed his face and wailed out about his nose.
She heard a crack from behind her and looked back, noticing the knocked out pirate. âNice shot!â She did a spin kick and took down another one. Seeing Bruce run for the hold she ran after. Not to follow but to have his back.
She pulled down pirates that were following him from behind to slow down as many as possible. The fewer that could follow him the better. Though she couldnât get too far before she was completely surrounded again. She took a strong stance and pulled out her staff, extending it once more.
Bruce had a solution for that. Ahead of him was a pirate who was obviously the quartermaster, had pulled out a lollipop gatling gun, setting it up and swiveling the machine to face the two. His mostly cavity-ridden grin stretched wide over his sticky face as he cocked the lever back and sang, âNow smile!âÂ
âCheese!â yelled Bruce, throwing his carrot nunchuck with incredible accuracy, its root jamming square into the barrel, the machine starting to steam with the pent-up candy. A second later and Bruce was playing leap-frog over the gun, kicking both feet into the quartermasterâs rotund stomach. Now the tables had turned, and the boy yanked the carrot out of the gun, which immediately started to fire. âNow dance, varmints!â he hollered, stomping one foot as he launched into a Cajun jig, scatting something so rapid it was impossible to make out the actual words.
Amanda leaned down and when the few closest in tried to jump her she spun the staff as she stood up, knocking the four in the teeth, knocking out more than a few teeth.
A sheer look of disgust came over her. Those teeth were so gross she couldnât stand it, but her attention quickly moved back to her assailants. That is until she heard the whirr of the gatling gun. That sound was hard to miss, having heard it plenty of times in the KND in fights against Father and many other villains. She spun around to see Bruce taking the quartermaster down hard. She also spun around just in time to get a candy sword to the back of the head.
âOW! Why I autta....â she turned to retaliate when she heard the wirr of the gun again.
His apparent mimicry of swamp and cajun culture would of made her laugh if she wasnât too busy trying to duck out of the way of the lollis, along with the rest of the pirates. Her and a group of 4 men hid behind a stack of barrels.
Slowly she turned and looked at the four. âAttack and I throw you out in front of all that. Got it?â
(Starter for @asklenard-knd)
Amanda was exhausted. She held a manila folder, a report, in her hands. It was thicker than any other report sheâd ever written. Since sheâd talked to Bruce about being a part of the TND and her feelings about the Next Door organization her reports had been getting more and more detailed, getting Father to send her on more and more missions.
This last one was long and fully stealth and info gathering. Info being held by Numbuh Infinity and a few other high ranking KND members.
She saw Lenny sitting in the living room as she passed it. She looked at her phone. She didnât meet with Father for another hour. As always, she was early. Normally Father allowed her to turn in her reports when she arrived, early or not, but today⌠Sheâd missed her friend.
She walked over with a very tired smile. âHey there. What have you been up to?â
Things were pretty sporadic in the mansion once Father had found the location of Numbuh Infinity and perhaps his pipe, sending his agents left and right to try and obtain as much info as they could about their new enemy. There were still a lot of loose ends, such as what exactly was the GKND organization for? Lenny knew very little, but a group with such power that was still under the radar left him with a most uneasy feeling. Unfortunately, there was not much he or his siblings could do for Father in this matter, so he decided to catch up on schoolwork. It was his best bet in pleasing him. The familiar voice caught the child off-guard, almost dropping his textbook in surprise. It had been some time since he last seen Amanda due to the fact she was one of Fatherâs best teen agents, being sent constantly on missions. It was strange. Lenny sensed some internal growth within her. âNothing of much importance. Just finishing up some homework.â The boy told her casually, putting the book aside and gesturing her to sit beside him. âWhat about you? Youâve been quite the busy body lately, havenât you?â Lenny snickered lightly, almost empathetically upon seeing her tired eyes. âBut we donât have to talk about work, we can talk about other things.â He offered to her, knowing she might have wanted to take her mind off things.
A slight giggle escaped her when she realized she caught him off guard. Every nuance about her screamed that she needed a nap, but her face and outward demeanor didnât show just how exhausted she really was. If he hadnât known her, he probably wouldnât be able to tell.
She made a soft groan as she took the indicated seat next to him. âYeah. Busy is an understatement. I was going to ask for a vacation as payment for this one. I got my butt handed to me this time, but I was successful.â She patted the file once it was on her lap.
She leaned back, thankful for the softness of the couch. âActually. I really need to talk to you about something. Before I turn this in. Because, honestly, Iâd rather you hear it from me.â She sighed some, quickly becoming inwardly anxious as she prepared for the worst.
âYou know, meeting you and your siblings under good terms, and actually getting to know yâall has made a huge change in my life and how I see the world. I appreciate that. I appreciate all of yâall. Especially you. You know that right?â She focused on the report as she spoke. âIâm about to get into a lot of trouble with a lot of people. But, I feel itâs the right thing to do, no matter the consequences.â
Back to the Future (But not really)
(Starter for @wigglestein based in the past with guest muses Benedict Uno Jr, Monty Uno and Benedict Uno Sr. : D)
Ben was trying to tend to his motherâs roses as he talked with his twin. âOw!â He stuck his finger in his mouth. Again. He kept pricking himself with the thorns. He always did while tending to the roses. His small hands didnât fit the gardenerâs gloves.
âI wish the staff trimmed these properlyâŚâ He complained. Again. He always said that at least once while tending to the bushes. He was right though. They neglected the roses since she died. Other than keeping them shaped, they never trimmed the dead pieces anymore. Being in the back of the garden they were left to die. And they would have already if it werenât for him and Benny.
He opened his mouth to continue their conversation but was interrupted by a crash closer to the pond. It sounded like a jock had trampled through the hedge.
âWhat was that?â
He looked back towards the sound then at Benny. âStay quiet. It might be another KND messing with us.â He started sneaking towards the noise.
(Starter for @sector-z-knd)
Amanda looked around the park playground as she made her way up to it. Itâd been a minute since sheâd gone and played in a jungle gym. Always a favorite past time of hers. She noticed a few familiar faces and waved at Sector Z before starting to climb up the side of the metallic structure.

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(Starter for @asklenard-knd)
Amanda was exhausted. She held a manila folder, a report, in her hands. It was thicker than any other report sheâd ever written. Since sheâd talked to Bruce about being a part of the TND and her feelings about the Next Door organization her reports had been getting more and more detailed, getting Father to send her on more and more missions.
This last one was long and fully stealth and info gathering. Info being held by Numbuh Infinity and a few other high ranking KND members.
She saw Lenny sitting in the living room as she passed it. She looked at her phone. She didnât meet with Father for another hour. As always, she was early. Normally Father allowed her to turn in her reports when she arrived, early or not, but today... Sheâd missed her friend.
She walked over with a very tired smile. âHey there. What have you been up to?â
(Starter for @wigglestein)
Amanda needed a break. This last long term mission was exhausting and she hurt. She planned to ask for a vacation as payment for this one.
Even though sheâd probably spend most of it around there, it wouldnât be on duty and thatâs what mattered.
She was heading towards Fatherâs office when she got a sudden chill before turning a corner and running right into... FATHER?! âI am so sorry, sir! I didnât see... why are you cold?â Wait... He didnât look right. The color.Â
She internally just button mashed before getting her thoughts together. âApologies. I didnât mean to run into you. Iâm Amanda. Is Father in his office?â
Of course she was much more aware of her surroundings than most other teens, even Teen Ninjas. One of the reasons Father trusted her with stealth missions like the last one. Especially lately, since her reports have been increasingly more detailed over the last few months.
She played with the thick manila folder she held. Her report.
Blog change
As you all can see, Iâve changed my url and intent for this blog!
Instead of a personal, itâs now a meme and ooc blog for my rp blogs, nearly eliminating all ooc posts from the side blogs.
If you want to get memes or ooc content follow me @the-garborium
Meeting an Idol
(Closed starter for @0mnitrixter )
Amanda couldn't believe it when she was asked to deliver a piece of tech to Ben Tennyson. Ben, freaking, Tennyson. A hero she'd always looked up to, but even more now with the Fusion invasion.
Maybe he could give her pointers on fighting aliens. Specifically the Fusions.
She quickly spotted the hero and smiled, waving at him. "Ben! I got you somethin' from Dexter!" As she hurried over she pulled the device from her inventory.
"Can I just say, I'm a huge fan of yours and it's an honor to meet you~"
ANNOUNCEMENT/PSA
I am re-hauling this blog! This is going to be a meme hub for my RP blogs instead of a personal. I AM NOT DELETING OLD POSTS CAUSE THAT WOULD BE A LOT MORE WORK THAN I WANNA GO THROUGH. But I am changing my URL and moving it to an old secondary account. I am doing a mass unfollow here and a mass refollow on my other account of all non-RP and inactive blogs. If I unfollow you and weâre currently working on RPs together LET ME KNOW. I am not going to intentionally unfollow you. I just REALLY need to streamline my RP experience here.
This has been a PSA.

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