Bell
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At the sound of the quiet voice behind her Bell wheeled around. “Oh right. You were her last one weren’t you?” She asks his tauntingly. “Well come on! I have to drag all of those jerks down to Mousey!” Grumbling to herself, she stomps her way back to her office. To her anger she finds everyone waiting for her in their same places. Only now another female, Alice, had arrived. Bell rolling her eyes “Great the midget is here now too. So now all we need is the Mouse.” Slumping back to her desk she types a few commands into her computer, waiting a few moments before a hologram of Mousey appears. Typing more commands she allows audio to come through her speakers built into her desk.
(( @ipenguins youd better just come in on your own. MAXIE YOU LITTLE ******** I AM NOT GOING TO COME AND HUNT YOU DOWN. ))
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CAMERON YOU LITTLE DOG. :l
JUST WAIT TILL I GET YOU ON SHOWDOWN. YOU ARE SO DEAD.
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I am guessing that /someone/ changed that ^^^ a little… Ahahaha Duke this is what you get for making us Mods.
((Bell Bell I’ll be nice, *deletes everything*))
Max walks over to the Bell’s sleeping form on the ground. Taking out two daggers, he slammed them both into her arms. Walking away, he chuckled. “That’ll be my new…” Was all you could hear, he was too far away to hear all of what he said. but I’m thinking you would probably know what he said…
-Max
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((ASSHATS. HOW DARE YOU START WITHOUT ME. :l))
Name: Bell
Age: 24 (Yeah shithead *Directs comment towards Duke* NOT 11 years old)
Appearance: 5’9″ “Dirty Blonde” Hair with sun highlights. Cyan eyes. Pale shin. Form fitting but athletic clothing usually dark blue leggings, pale blue tank-top, blue sash for weapon sheaths, and soft (flexible) black boots.
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((Ignore the comments. They are directed towards Duke.))Personality and skills: Dislikes being controlled or ordered about. For the most part she refuses to obey orders only following commands if it suits her or is phrased as a request. Can work with anything as a weapon, but prefers to use crossbows (Normal and handheld) and various knives and daggers. ((Ie I am too tired to type right now.))
History (optional): Blah…blah… Worked as a Didnt like being under command of others=> Took command of Loli Army Base=> Read the story so far for the other stuff. Like hell am I typing out anything else…
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Walking purposefully down the hall Bell pauses in front of Max’s office. With a pound on his door she shrieks “MAXIE. GET YOUR SORRY ASS OUT HERE. WE ARE GOING TO MOUSEY’S FOR A TALK. MARION GOT ANOTHER LITTLE TOY THAT SHE THINKS WOULD BE GOOD. Personally I think he’s a wimp. But you know…” Droning off, she pounds on Max’s door again as it moans in protest. “I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE! DONT MAKE ME COME IN AND DRAG YOU OUT!!”
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((OH COME ON PEOPLE!!! I DONT WANT TO MERELY RP BY MYSELF!!! WHAT FUN IS THERE IN THAT?!! ANYWAY. YOU’D BETTER RESPOND TO THIS…OR ELSE!!! YES I AM TALKING TO YOU! @girlwhostolethestars ))
Looking around her office, Bell noticed how full the room had become. Ignoring the glares and pissy glances of her peers before turning her gaze at the intern. Frowning at the lanky young man, Bell asks Marion “You talked to Mousy bout this yet? You know how much he whines when you bring in your new boy toys. And they never last for that long either.” With a groan she gets up from her desk. “Well we might as well go talk to the Mouse. I dont know about you, but I need to complain about this shoddy mission. Oh and about how Max sucks at his job.” Talking to herself, Bell walks purposefully out her door to go and find the Mouse. I think you are expected to follow her…
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Name: Neko
Species of pokémon: Meowth
Gender: Female
Appearance: A conceited cat, what else?! Oh btw she has a blue bow on her beeeeeaaaaaaauuuuuuutiful tail.
move set: Assurance, Nasty Plot, Slash, Pay Day
Were you a pokémon before mew brought you y/n/? Nope. (This is going to be fun ;D)
Any defining features: Blue bow attached to her tail -
“Hmm?” Bell looked up as Juno entered the room. “Oh this idiot.” With a nod towards Aydin goes back to admiring her knives. “He foolishly broke into the labs downstairs ’cause he couldnt see the obvious right in front of his face. I mean come on, silly! You could have just asked me you know.” Noticing the dogs, she pulls open a drawer in her desk and tosses a couple of bolts towards them. “But I doubt I would have told you. Hmm. I see your point.”
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“Then do not follow me. Do what you wish.” Turning to leave she adds “I will find him myself. You are unnecessary for this quest. But the blood will be on your hands when my tactics for getting what I want harm your precious humans.” Finished she melts into the ground as water to follow where the teleporter’s scent might take her.
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(( Gad Heather that is disgusting. *Gags* ))
You are a fool, Infant. This would never hold me. But you wish for them to live? Fine. Usually I would never spare one after a insult such as that.Turning on her heel she storms out the front door.
That damn child. I should have /never/ teamed up with him in the first place! That is it. I must go and find this Kane by myself. If he follows me, fine.
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At the large man’s words, a smirk creeps onto Ava’s face. Cracking her neck sh tells the man. “Oh but you have it all wrong. I am most definately not /his/ whore. In fact if I were to guess I would say that he is mine.” As she finishes saying thus Ava throws out her arm to release a flurry of icicles towards the large human male, impaling him and pinning him to the back wall like a giant butterfly to a board.
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A screech of chairs brings Ava out of her thoughts. Standing up she notices that Isen is surrounded by a group of large males who release pungent waves of fear and hate in his direction. Turning about her she sees that she is in the same predicament as more men approach her with hostile glares. “Is there something that I can help you with gentle men?” She asks them her voice deadly soft.
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As Isen gets up Ava merely stays where she is thinking to herself and staring off into space. So many memories.She thinks to her self as her thoughts turn to her childhood.
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Raising her head defensively she looks him in the eye. “I did not. You must have misinterpreted my meaning. By monkeys I meant Homo Sapiens.”
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“Blue.” She admires her spoon trailing off. “I like the color blue. It’s the color of monkeys when they become cold. Also blueberries have a nice flavor.” Ava finishes with a grin.
