forum TRAITS RP - CLOSED! STALKERS ENABLED ;)

Started August 30, 2018 by Deleted user

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"Can I see it?" She asked nervously. Annoyance flew up to the purse and tried to open it. Basil grabbed her out of the air. "Sorry." She said apologetically. "This is Annoyance, my kwami."

Louanne hesitantly opened up her purse. "Tikki?" she whispered. Tikki flew out. "Annoyance?! What are you doing here?"

Annoyance grinned. "Tikki, old girl! What have you been up to?" Basil gawked at the two.

Tikki raised her eyebrows (?). "Not much, why are you out?"

(ok) "Because 'ol Basil here saw you first." Annoyance explained.

Adela was paying no mind to the others at the park. Trixx had flown back into her hair, while Adela pulled out her textbook to study.

Tikki frowned and looked at Louanne. Louanne shrugged and looked at Basil.
"So… What superhero are you?"

(crap I didn't think this through we'll just go with good old queen bee I guess)
"Um… Queen Bee. And you?"

"Ladybug," Louanne answered. Tikki smiled at her, giving her a kwami vote of confidence.

“I can’t belivee I’m actually meeting you.” Basil smiled. “Strange to think that Rena and Oxy are around here too, somewhere.”

"Yeah," Louanne said, grinning a little.
"Maybe we could find them?" Tikki put in.

“That’d be really hard. We have no leads.” Annoyance pointes out.

Name: Arielle Justis
Age: 15
Appearance: https://www.socialmatter.net/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/15yo_girl_from_bordeaux.jpg
Personality: tries to see the best in everyone, but she's a perfectionist and has to correct their flaws; short temper
Likes: her room, her powers, Nooroo
Dislikes: her family, not having any friends because of her personality
Trait: Perfection/Rules
ML Kwami: Butterfly/Moth (Nooroo)
Fun fact: she has a photographic memory

Arielle was bored. She went up the attic, which she'd turned into her hideout for when she was Mistress. Nooroo floated beside her head. "Master, what are we doing up here now? You should be studying."
"It'll be fine, Nooroo. I have my memory. I'll take a snapshot of the notes later. Nooroo, Dark Wings Rise!" Nooroo got sucked into the brooch that Arielle had turned fabulously into a hair tie accessory and Arielle turned into Mistress. "Mmm… let's see. What trouble is brewing in the streets of Paris?"

Mkay //

Uhhh I’ll make someone hang on //

Name: Foxy Martin
Age: 18
Appearance: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/28/2c/02/282c022b72797e30ebb323b80401a2dc.jpg
Personality: competitive and smart, likes PE, wishes she was the best
Likes: gym, winning, her friends
Dislikes: losing, falling behind, betrayal
Trait: Abusé
ML Kwami: None
Fun fact: she’s a huge tomboy

Foxy was riding on the bus bumpers home again, after giving the other team a terrible time for being close to making her lose.
She had won.
Smiling to herself and hopping off at her stop, she bounded up the steps to the old trailer where she lived. Her mother was waiting for her by the door - something that never happened.
"Yeah, mom?" Foxy didn't meet her eyes and brushed past her. Her mom grabbed her shoulders and turned her around.
"You were riding the bus bumpers again." Her mom shook her. "I TOLD YOU TO STOP!"
"Yeah? And?" Foxy asked.
"You are not allowed out of the trailer until next month." Her strict mom said. "I'm locking everything and burning your tools." She walked off to the kitchen.

Mistress noticed something. She used her butterfly mask eyes to investigate.

(can you try to draw or find a picture of what she's like when she's in costume? It's fine if you can't.)
Foxy growled and ran to her room, shimmying under the bed and pulling up one of the tiles, hiding in the engines of the once-working trailer. She gritted her teeth to keep from crying.

(https://hottopic.scene7.com/is/image/HotTopic/10856901_hi?$pdp_hero_zoom$, with a black mask)
Mistress grinned. "A girl who just wants victory. I can give her the win she deserves!" Mistress summoned a pure white moth and covered it in her hands. It turned a deep shade of purple. "Do your job my little akuma," Mistress said, releasing the akuma to the girl.