forum We Were Stars (Open)

Started October 02, 2020 by @murphysgirl

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Azure sighed and tossed a piece of grey-blue hair over her shoulder, surveying the others in her cell coolly with big blue eyes. Nobody particularly interesting, she decided, but she might as well get to know them if she wanted their help in getting out of here.
Folding her arms, her white-metal one on full display, she spoke.
"Anyone wanna help me in a jailbreak?"

Zri glanced up, she had been in the cell for eight months. I at least expected him to come for me, She thought. "We could," she sighed and moistened her lips. "What are you even in here for?" She felt all eyes watching. Oh how she hated it. Zri-Akiah was the last of a dying breed, the Dostranians, from the once rumored mythical planet, Shranaak. Of course people were going to stare.

"Speeding," Azure said coolly. "Which is why we need to get out. I don't deserve to be in here."

He snickered a little bit at that statement, not really saying much as a response. He was too busy focusing on making some grapfiti on the walls of the cell. He was starting on the more detailed parts of it so it required most of his attention. didnt mean he couldnt listen in to there conversation though.
He stopped for a moment, glancing back to see who had said it before glancing back to his art piece.
"Sure cupcake." it just feels like something he would say tbh.

"Cupcake?" Azure asked. "What's a cupcake?"

"….You dont know what a cupcake is?" His jaw dropped a little bit. He began drawing a cupcake on the wall and showed it within Azure's view.
"Its a small cake with frosting on it that humans make." He explained, looking over at Azure once more. "most commonly they are sweet or sour." he finished the drawing.

"Mm." Azure inspected the drawing. "So why is it a derogatory term?"

Azami nodded. "As a human, I can confirm. Cupcakes are delicious. Also, yes, let's get outta here."

(Is this alright?))

Name: Rudy
Age: 22
Species: Human
Reason for Imprisonment: multiple acts of arson
Gender/Pronouns: male, he/him
Sexuality: asexual
Preferred Weapon: guns, preferably pistols or even a flamethrower
Abilities: um… he’s flexible and uh… finding ways to set stuff on fire?
Appearance: he has long-ish dark reddish-brown hair and brown eyes that can look amber in the right lighting. He can be seen twitching and fidgeting around with his fingers or any other items in his possession.
Other:

"It isnt a derogtary term, its used to call someone cute because cupcakes are cute. Well most of the time." He turned back to his drawing before the cupcake and continued to add the detailing too it.
"Yeah tho, we should get out of here."

"Cute?"

"mhm."

Azure raised her eyebrows, then turned back to everyone else. "Well, we should get out of here."

He continued his painting, finishing off and turning towards the rest of the group.
"Well, you have any plans? because we cant just walk out."

"That's where all of us come in. If we work together, we can blow this popsicle stand."

"Oh? and what can you do thats so special Miss speeder." He smirked at her.

"If you'll help me get my plasma pistol, I'll show you." She flexed the fingers of her metal arm.

"Oh? you have a plasma pistol i guess thats pretty cool. Metal arm really does add to your whole aesthetic." He sid looking at her and put a hand on his chin and smirking at her looking at her.

"I've got a metal leg, too, and it'll break your jaw if you don't stop being snarky." She liked this one; it wasn't often that someone sassed her back.

"Oh even better, honestly like the aesthetic you've got going i would have been disapointd had you aid otherwise."He smirked at her before stretching a little bit. "Nah i think im good, im enjoying our conversation."

"Conversation isn't going to help us get out of here."

"Actually conversation is how you come with a plan to break out of this dump, so it does help us get out of here." He even booped her, getting a little bit of paint of her nose and smirking at her.

Azure wiped the paint off of her nose. "Do that again and I'll kick you in the ribs."

"Ouch, im hurt." he faked a dramatic hand to his chest and stumbled back dramatically. "You wounded me with your words cupcake."