#roleplay post

Bang.

Please don’t remind me.

I support it but like thats a litttttle queer

*Now what’s this about ‘cute’ flowers?

*I suppose one could argue the dainty little ones are ‘cute.’

A voice? But from where, and who?

There was no one in sight, only shadows that covered the corners of the room Raven was in.

The voice sounded not threatening but rather...curious. Playful, maybe.

But one could never be too certain.

@sunshine---moonatnight :333 [hope this is ok to drop im BBBBBBORED :3. Also testing out a new rp style ^^. Hope its fun :>]

[The sudden voice had startled Raven slightly. She looked around to take in her surroundings, before spotting the corners of the room she was currently in. Shadows. Who the hell was this individual, how did they know she was new to the organization, and where did they come from?]

- @razor-the-raccoon >:>

Thorn had woken up a little later than she meant to, so she just yawned and went out to see if Flug needed help with his daily chores as usual.

She noticed Razor and him hanging out, so she just assumed it was all taken care of.

Sam made his way down the streets, whistling to himself. He was on his way to go bother Giovanni, as usual. There was nothing he loved more.

However, he tripped and slammed into another man walking down the street, knocking them both over. Sam yelped as he fell to the ground.

"Uh— hey, sorry there, pal—" Sam put his fedora back on and got up with a little difficulty as he tried to see who he had just inconvenienced.

(lalalalala hope this isnt too cringe sorry)

Ozwald had fallen back, his stingers poised and ready to strike before they settled down on either sides of his head. “That’s fine,” He sighed, moving to stand up, dusting himself off.

“Not the first time that’s happened. I might need to invest in platforms.” He jokes lightly, moving to hold out a harmless hand to Sam to help him stand. “Are you alright?”