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May 25 2017, 07:29 AM
The girl's breaths were heavy, a strange noise when not effected by the sound of a voice. She was weary before and now she felt as if a death-like sleep was upon her. Adrenaline had dissipated from her veins and the crash was imminent.

That was a talking horse what the hell was that why was that and how is it possible?

She approached a tree and crumbled at it's base. Her limbs were weary and she slowly began to care less and less about the talking pony. The day had hit her like a bullet train at full speed crashing into her. Her world was light, then blurred, then black. With closed eyes and mind too tired to think, Elissa passed out at the base of that tree without so much as a sound or signal.
May 24 2017, 08:33 AM
Name: Melissa

Info: Melissa is a large woman, though not overly huge. She stands at about 5'8" Melissa has brown, wavy hair cut just at the collar bone. Upon close inspection, it can be noticed that she has light blue eyes. She wears coveralls and red shirts when she's cooking, doesn't wear much else. Don't let her looks foll you, though. She is outwardly a very nice person but she knows how to handle herself or break up a fight. Even a kind person can bare the fangs of a wolf if need be.

Melissa is kind to all those in need and friendly still to those who aren't. A kind hand for those who have fallen, a plate full for those who haven't eaten. Her kindness isn't her only feature though. Melissa is prone to making the occasional joke and having a hearty laugh about it. To her own personal taste, her waitresses wear maid-style dresses and the waiters wear butler suits. She won't wear a maid outfit herself, though. Doesn't believe she has the body for it.

She will not, though, accept any passes at the waitresses or other such behavior in her establishment and she knows how to make herself fierce in the face of the fiercest opponent, though most things are resolved with a yell and a slam on the counter and no violence.

She doesn't have any supernatural abilities, unless you count making damn good food no matter what she uses.

Melissa's life wasn't all too eventful. She grew up, fell in love, got heartbroken a few times, grew up some more, then ended up owning her own diner in Radiant Garden. Now all she wants to do is feed anyone who walks in those doors and help those who need it.

Status: Melissa resides in Radiant garden, owning a Maid Cafe-Diner fusion place (Of which currently has not a name or a menu) As the owner and chef of the establishment, Melissa has many employees and is always willing to hire an extra hand.

Threads Appeared In:

A Door Left Open

Merry Mary

(If you use her you don't have to tell me so I can put the thread here, but I would certainly like to for sake of my not-actually-OCD)
May 24 2017, 07:59 AM
I'm basing this character as a better version of my initial interference(This Abomination, Natalie Nikkai), so much of it will be shitty while I still haven't gotten around to rewriting it. This is a Work In Progress.

Classification: External

Name: Natalie Nako

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Physical: Ffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu- I'll do it later

Mental: Natalie is slow to trust others. Once Natalie finally trusts someone she starts to act as if a small child, asking for things like to be carried around and will hide behind others that she trusts if shes scared. She is afraid of thunder and lightning. She is a big eater. Nothing can stop her hunger for anything food. She also has some pretty bad anger issues. She hates being called something she is not. An example is saying that she is a person that doesn't care about anything. She also hates being slapped or anything like that by angry people or strangers. She also acts somewhat absentmindedly. She has been known to walk around not knowing where she is going or what is around her. She is also terribly random, known for spontaneous acts of pointlessness. This includes ideas and things she says.

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May 15 2017, 08:42 AM
"Well... This is new..." Mary spoke to no one in particular. Her voice was as shaky as her body. For some odd reason, the weight and darkness of dread washed over her and sat in her belly. She had recalled where she had fallen asleep, which was in her room on her bed, or on her sister's bed. She wasn't sure and it didn't really matter anyway. The main part is she was home then. Now she's not.

The surrounding area was strange. Less of off-the-walls bonkers strange, more like it's just a place Mary had never seen before. She got up and walked from the alleyway she had been lying in. She looked back to the wall she had rested on just for a moment then walked out.

People. There were people here. All kinds of people. Short, tall, big, small. Mary looked down to her own attire and frowned. Still in uniform... At least that hasn't changed.

She asked a few people where she was and how she got here and got little variation in answer. "This is Radiant Garden. As for how you got here, couldn't tell you. Shouldn't you know?" Often, the answer was something to that effect.

After what had felt like hours, Mary took a moment to calm herself. Running around asking the same question to countless people only to get the same answer had taken a lot out of her, both emotionally and physically. She laughed at the spot she chose to calm herself and catch her breath.

"What type of irony is this?" She said, sounding sarcastic and bitter. She had taken refuge at a diner where maid dresses were in use. She laughed more, in a bitter laugh. She was served a glass of water without asking.

"It's on the house, just so you know. Order something small to eat, you look like you could use something." A woman spoke to her in a deep voice. "You're all worn out, ain't ya..."

"Mary. My name is Mary."
Apr 11 2017, 07:40 PM
Althea Enyo:
Gunslinger's Issues.
First thread of Althea where my writing was still derpy and interesting. Difference now being, my writing is less fundamentally derp.

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