Narrative OC Meme

I. Choose up to five (5) of your favorite original story characters that will embark in this role-play. If you don't have five (5) then leave them blank (or create a character on the spot!) Be sure to give a little description of them:

    1.  Amai Kissu ~ she’s a young Smoochum gajinka; abandoned by birth, part royal by blood (father’s side; all unbeknownst to her).  Amai was adopted by a travelling circus, so her livelihood is circus-related – she’s a circus clown through and through. Whenever problems arise, she places her silver spoon charm necklace in her mouth, has a very calming effect on her. Her personality leaves her on a day-to-day basis of very shy and insecure, to the point of overall obedience to everyone. Yet when performing, she dons a stiff upper lip, and can laugh, smile, and have fun with the rest of them.

    2. Nozomi (Zomi) ~ she’s a teen Jiriachi gajinka; lives in land of Anatolia, where she’s the official ruler of the country. She’s a wish granter; similar to a genie- only 3 wishes per individual, can’t make others fall in love, and can’t kill another. Her personality is for the most part peaceful & friendly, however if pushed, she has a very explosive side you don’t want to experience.

    3.  Azdaja (Daja) ~ she’s a 20-something Dragonair gajinka. Her main duty in Ayakaira is being a nurse. She learned medical practices from a medicine man who took her in, including the dragonair method of rest, which she has learned to perform it on others so they may heal. Her personality is one of an overall calm and quiet nature; she can be protective of others if she needs to.

    4.  Euphraxia (Raxi) ~ she’s an 18 year old siren. She’s great at being a siren; she attracts all men she comes in contact with, stealing their hearts, and leaving them wanting more. But there’s an odd twist to her – she’s a lesbian!  She was kissed by a female as a child, fell in love with her, later fell in love with another female… but detests the male desires and attentions with a passion. Her personality is quiet and reserved, yet still very sensual – odd combination for a siren… but what can you expect when you don’t want what you attract?

    5.  Honeydew ~ she’s a young adult Pony. Her personality is sweet-natured, adventurous, naïve and innocent. She loves exploring places and trying new things, although her lack of real world experiences has left her in trouble many a time.

II. One of your characters decides to make a grand entrance into a random tavern. How does that go? Pick either Amai  or Euphraxia :
    One late Saturday afternoon, Euphraxia and her friends get together for a good time on the town. They agree to meet for drinks at 5pm, at a hole in the wall bar – the Cozy Cowboy. Hoping to have a good time, Raxi is dressed in theme – skin-tight bootleg jeans, stiletto cowboy boots, form-fitting and low cut plaid shirt, and cowboy hat complete the ensemble. As Raxi enters the Cozy Cowboy, all eyes are on her. Cat calls and wolf whistles erupt from all corners of the tavern. Raxi quickly glances about the room. Even in the ambient lighting, Raxi can see its only sleazy looking men who are drooling over her. She rolls her eyes and lets out a guttural groan in detest.

III. Jealous, Azdaja tries to make a grand entrance as well but somehow fails… why is that?
    Raxi’s friend, Azdaja, enters the Cowboy behind Raxi. She too is in cowboy attire – Daisy Dukes,  plaid shirt over a wife-beater, cowboy boots, and cowboy hat. But, seemingly no one notices her. She dashes over to join Raxi. “Geez Raxi, come on, seriously? Everywhere you go, men have to drool over you! I wear something so just as cute, but I’m invisible! What gives?!” She slides into the nearest open booth, and crosses her arms and pouts, scowling at Raxi. Raxi glides into the booth, next to Azdaja, takes off her cowboy hat and places it on the table. “Oh Daja, grow up hon.” she chides her friend. “You know how much I hate this, but it’s this damned curse of being a siren.” she flashes a dazzling white toothy smile over at the bartender, and he immediately heads for their booth. “Why hello Miss, my name is Lendavi. If you need anything at all today, I’ll be glad to take care of you. So, tell me, how is a gorgeous young thing such as you doing tonight?” Lendavi practically drools over Raxi, oblivious to her look of disdain. “Hey, Raxi, have you seen any of the other girls yet?” Azdaja asks, looking around the smitten bartender, to Raxi.

IV. A character is surrounded by many enemies and decides that the only thing they can do is fight! How does that go? Pick either Nozomi or Honeydew.
    Suddenly, a piercing scream is heard from outside the building. Raxi and Azdaja look at each other and shrug, unsure what to do. Lendavi’s attention is broken from Raxi, “What? What is going on out there?” he turns toward the door. “Thaddeus, go see what that racket is about!” As Lendavi barks this order, suddenly, a giant, muscular man steps from the shadows and moves toward the door. “Raaaaaaaxiiiiiii!!!  Amaaaaaai!!!!! Dajaaaaaa!!!  Nozooooomiiiii!!!! Someone heeeeeeeeellllllp!!!” a shrewd scream sounds. Azdaja and Raxi quickly look at each other. “Honeydew!” they both shout together. In a flash, both girls are out of their seats and running toward the door.
    Once they run outside, they see their friend Honeydew, backed into a corner, several thuggish looking men surrounding her. “Aaaaaaagh!” one of the men wails in agony, as Thaddeus has him in a headlock. “P...Pl…Please don’t…h…hur…hurt us!” the guy in the headlock stammers. “Yeah, boss. We was only admiring this pretty filly here.” Another guy smirks, leaning closer towards Honeydew. Honeydew squints her eyes shut, gulping hard, and tries to seemingly dissolve into the wall behind her.

V. Azdaja is depressed and decides to get drunk.
    Finally, after what feels like forever, Lendavi emerges outside. “What the Sam Hell is going on out here?!” he hollers at the top of his voice. Azdaja looks at the man, noticing a vein in his neck and head bulging as he rages. Raxi sexily walks to the barkeep’s side. “Lendavi, dear, these horrible men were trying to attack one of my best friends, Honeydew. Will you please be a gem and throw them out?” She coos into his ear. You can see Raxi’s siren magic working on the bartender. His eyes grow big, and then slowly drift shut; when his eyes reopen, his pupils are dialated, and his breathing is rather erratic. “Mmm hmm.” he breathes in reply. Repulsed by this display, Azdaja backs toward the door, feeling for the doorhandle before turning the knob, and turning to open the door and enter.
    As she walks back to their table, grimacing, she glances up, noticing that two other friends are waiting at the table. They must have slipped in during all the commotion. “You missed the action.” she speaks sarcastically, as she sits. “Hey, waiter… waiter!” As she hails down a waiter walking around the Cowboy. “Waiter… give me something heavy… I don’t care what it is… give me the best… and all you got!” she growls rather irate at the man standing in front of them. Nozomi orders a Strawberry daiquiri, and Amai orders a soda. They all sit silently, somewhat sullenly, waiting for the drinks. The waiter brings back their drinks and leaves. They grab their respective drinks; Nozomi and Amai watch wide eyed as Azdaja guzzles down her drink. “Waiter! Another! And keep them coming!” Azdaja hollers; Nozomi and Amai steal questioning glances at each other.
    As Azdaja begins her next round, Raxi reenters the bar, with Honeydew in tow. “Hmmph. The Cozy Cowboy? You know, for the name ‘Cozy’ , this place is kinda dark and nasty.” Honeydew utters.  Nozomi slides over to Honewdew and places an arm around her shoulders. “It’s ok hon. At least they didn’t hurt you.” she says reassuringly. Lendavi returns to their booth. “Sorry for the inconveniences ladies.” he looks at the group seated around the table. “Now, can I get you ladies anything? Anything at all, it’s on the house!” Azdaja looks up from her glass and belches, “yeah… how about you… you…*hic*…piss off?” her speech is slurred.

VI. An event like no other takes place and Amai and Nozomi get into a battle to the death. Who wins?
    “Hey, Daja, I think you need to lay off the booze for now.” Raxi gently advises. Azdaja glares over at Raxi. “Oh would you shut… *hic*… shut up! I’m *hic* fine. I can drink you know… not like Am… *hic* Amai over there, too young to freaking drink.” Amai’s mouth falls open, gasping in protest at her friend’s drunken tyrade. Honeydew leans over toward Amai, placing a hoof tenderly on Amai’s hand. “Don’t pay any attention to her, she’s just drunk. You know she loves you.” Amai gives a tiny smile and nods. Beside them, a snicker erupts. “Oh please, you sound more dyke-ish than Raxi when she’s trying to pick up a chick!” Nozomi guffaws.
    “You calling me a lesbian now?!” Amai’s eyes widen in horror, as she turns a deep shade of crimson. Raxi looks first at Amai, then at Nozomi, then back at Amai again. “Oh please, and what, being a lesbian is a bad thing?!” she says with contempt. “Not saying it’s a bad thing… just what, she’s trying to be in your dyke in training?”  Azdaja quips. “Daja, shut up! I am not a lesbian! Don’t call me that Nozomi!” Amai says, with tears in her eyes. “Yeah, you can’t be a lesbo, you’re too ‘fraidy-cat.” Nozomi continues. “Nozomi, what is with you tonight?” Honeydew speaks up. “Nothing. Just tired of the straight-laced little one.” Nozomi shrugs. “Come on, after earlier, can’t we all just be nice, I don’t want anyone fighting or name calling.” Honeydew begs.  Nozomi rolls her eyes. “What, the little one can’t handle a little name calling? Good grief!” “Zomi, come on, drop it already!” Nozomi sits back in her seat and sighs. After sitting in silence for a moment, she finally sighs and speaks up again, “Fine… someone move, let me out, I have to go to the bathroom.” As she is let out, she quickly strides over to the restroom. After watching her disappear into the bathroom, Amai looks over at Honeydew and mouths an appreciative ‘thank you’ to her friend. Honeydew nods.

VII. Euphraxia or Honeydew accidentally drinks a love potion. Who do they fall in love with first? Nozomi or Azdaja?
    Again, Lendavi returns to the girls’ table. “Here you go my sweet… a sweet treat, for my sweet.” He plants a long, tall glass in front of Euphraxia. She eyes it suspiciously. “It’s okay. It’s called ‘Number 09’… a little love potion I concocted.” He winks greedily at her. She gives a fake smile, and raises the glass to her nose before she drinks any. ‘Smells ok… smells kind of yummy.’ she thinks to herself. She shrugs, before taking a sip. The sweet liquid enters her mouth, awakening every one of her taste buds in an unusual way. She swallows, the cold drink making its way down her throat, leaving a pleasantly cold yet warm sensation. Suddenly, a weird sensation overcomes her; her head begins to spin as her heart begins to race.  She swears she feels almost drunk, but how can that be, after one drink?
    Azdaja notices her friend’s odd behavior. “Raxi? ... You okay honey?” she asks quietly. Raxi looks toward the sound of the voice. Odd, she can’t quite make eye contact, or even quite tell who’s talking to her. “Raxi… are you okay?” Azdaja asks again. “Mmm mmmm hhhmmm…pppphhh.” Raxi gurgles out. “Okay, let’s go get you into the bathroom girl. Honeydew, find out what that man put into that drink!” Azdaja orders Honeydew. Azdaja drags Raxi out of the bar, into the bathroom. “She okay?” Nozomi asks, as she’s leaving a bathroom stall.  Azdaja shrugs. “I dunno. Do me a favor will you, apologize to Amai and check on Honeydew. Find out what was in that drink in the tall glass.” Nozomi blinks and nods, washes her hands, then exits the bathroom.
    “Ok, now come on here hon… let’s take care of you. Sit down right here.” Azdaja guides Raxi to the counter, where she leans against the ledge. Raxi blinks dreamily. “Oh… Daja… it’s you.” She giggles. “Anyone ever tell you how cute you are?” she giggles again, fingering the edges of Azdaja’s plaid shirt. “Uh huh Rax, whatever you say babe.” Azdaja replies as she begins taking care of Euphraxia like a mother hen. “Oooohooo!” she squeals and giggles again, as Azdaja begins wiping a damp paper towel across Raxi’s forehead and exposed chest. “And I reaaaaaally, really like you in those short… short… shorts!” Raxi whispers, slowly tracing a finger across the bottom of Azdaja’s shorts. Azdaja inhales quickly, shocked by her friend’s actions, but even more taken aback by the odd sensation she’s feeling in return. Raxi suddenly steps closer toward  Azdaja. “Kiss me, Daja.” she whispers. Azdaja shakes her head. “Kiss me dammit.” Raxi pleads. Again, Azdaja shakes her head. Raxi steps even closer to Azdaja, and without a warning, places her lips against Azdaja’s. Azdaja gasps. ‘Wow! What the…?! Does she even realize what she’s doing?! Hmm… wait a second… this feels kinda nice.’ Azdaja’s thoughts are all over the place. The kiss lasts longer and longer than expected. Time passes by, how long is this lasting?    
    Suddenly, they are interrupted by the bathroom door opening. “Oh! Uh… I uh… I…we…” Nozomi stammers in embarrassment. Raxi looks over at the door, amusedly watching Nozomi squirm in embarrassment. Azdaja, blanched out, as white as the tile on the bathroom ceiling, stares at the floor, wishing she were invisible. Raxi laughs. “It’s ok Zomi, we’ll be right out. Daja was just helping me out here.” Nozomi nods, and turns on her heels, leaving the restroom. Raxi laughs, the effects of the drink slowly burning off. She glances over at her friend, fidgeting uncomfortably beside her. “Hey, Daj, you okay sweetie?” Azdaja gulps, and nods frantically. “That just felt… wow!” she quietly admits. She listens to her voice, if it weren’t that she knew what she just said, she would have sworn someone else had answered instead. Raxi laughs. “Well, come on baby. We can figure this all out later.” Raxi pulls Azdaja to her once again, teasingly rubbing her finger along the bottom hem of Azdaja’s short shorts. “You okay seriously?” Raxi asks, tilting Daja’s face up toward hers. Azdaja blinks and gives a slight smile. “Ok. let’s get out of here and do some damage control.” Raxi laughs.

VIII. Since Euphraxia or Honeydew is under a love spell, how do they try to spoil their partner?
    As the two leave the bathroom, Raxi wraps an arm around Azdaja’s waist. Azdaja blushes. As they near the booth, Azdaja tries to remove Raxi’s hand. But it’s too late. Either Nozomi opened her big, fat mouth or their friends saw her not so subtly removing Raxi’s hand clamped onto one butt cheek. Suspicious glances pass from person to person about the booth, except for Raxi and Daja. Raxi is so nonchalant, Daja is too up-in-arms about what the others might think.
    *Fast forward a few weeks*  Raxi and Daja have been secretly seeing each other alone and as their group of friends. One night, after they’ve been dating a while, while on a moonlight picnic under the stars, Raxi surprises Azdaja with a present. It’s a necklace, with a pendant of a mermaid. “You are the love of my life, the song in my heart, the light in my eyes. I love you so much Daja, baby. Don’t ever leave me. Promise.” She speaks quietly, as she fastens the necklace around Daja’s neck, kissing the back of her neck ever so delicately. Daja smiles, as she fingers the pendant, feeling all the rough and smooth edges and surfaces of the dainty mermaid. Raxi is her first love, this is all so new, quite a surprise to her. She just wonders what her friends really would say about this if they all knew.

IX. Nozomi tries to steal from either Amai or Honeydew. Do they succeed?
    Several days earlier to this, another major incident occurred. Nozomi, still trying to apologize to Amai for the catfight at the Cozy Cowboy, stopped by for a quick lunch before the girls headed to the mall for a Girl’s Day Out. After the lunch, Amai decided she wanted to take a quick shower before they headed out. While waiting on Amai, Nozomi got the sudden urge to ‘snoop’ about the house. Not like she’d ever been to Amai’s house before, but she’s never had free reign to look about as she pleased.
    Nozomi looks about the house, not finding anything of particular interest. ‘Boy, this kid’s got a boring place!’ She thinks as she heads down the hallway to Amai’s bedroom – the last place left to explore. At first, nothing interesting. But right as she’s about to give up all hope, Nozomi discovers something odd. A necklace with a silver spoon attached. ‘I’ve always wondered why she has this, a spoon on a necklace…how silly!’ She hears her friend still in the shower, when an odd and evil idea crosses her mind. ‘Hey, how long before Amai knows this crazy thing is gone?’ she laughs to herself, tucking the necklace away in her pocket. ‘I bet she’ll notice it right away, she wears it everywhere! But let’s just wait and see, eh?’ She leaves the bedroom, returning to the living room, sitting on the couch just as the water shuts off in the bathroom. Amai comes out, wrapped in a towel, and says “Just a few more minutes, okay?” before heading to her room. When she reemerges, she doesn’t mention the necklace, just picks up her purse and waits for Nozomi to be ready. Nozomi rises, grabs her bag, and they’re off.


X. Azdaja throws a slumber party but only invites one person. Which character did they invite?
    Azdaja’s birthday is coming up. She wants to do something a bit non-traditional, a slumber party, with all her friends. Unfortunately, everyone seems to be out of town, or working the night of the party. Everyone, that is except her girlfriend. Not that Daja isn’t thrilled that the two of them will have the time to themselves, but this will be the first time spending the night together… alone… since they’ve begun dating. The night of the party, Azdaja is very nervous. Her stomach’s got butterflies, she’s trembling like a newborn baby lamb, and her heart’s in her throat. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea. She calls up Raxi. “hey… make sure you bring some movies, some music, some nailpolish… you know… stuff to have a good time.” she pauses. “haha… not that we wouldn’t have a good time on our own…” she blushes admittedly. “Ok… see you soon baby. Love you too.”
    When Raxi arrives, the girls start out with makeovers and music… gossiping, giggling, and munching away on junk food. Then after a while, they decide to put on the movies. Chick flicks, romantic comedies… hmm, maybe not a good idea? After a while, the girls begin to tire, and they decide it’s time for bed. They begin to change, Raxi unashamed to bear her perfectly sculpted body in front of her girlfriend. Azdaja, a bit more reserved, turns around and closes her eyes as she changes. They agree to share the bed… they can do that, right? “Well, goodnight baby.” Raxi kisses Daja on the lips; Daja inhales, her body quickly flushing. She opens her mouth to breathe, and Raxi slips her tongue in her mouth. Azdaja gasps again, that weird sensation felt the other night at the Cozy Cowboy returning. This time it continues, Raxi casually slips a hand up Daja’s nightshirt, and pauses. “You okay?” she whispers, pulling away. Azdaja nods, unable to speak. “More?” Raxi coaxes. Daja smiles shyly. Raxi grins, as they kiss again.

XI. Amai, Nozomi, Azdaja, Euphraxia and Honeydew  get together for a 'wholesome' dinner… does it go well? Give details.
    The next time the girls all get together is for Honeydew’s birthday (approximately a month after the incident at the Cozy Cowboy). Remembering the last time they tried a group outing, they shied away from any restaurants or bars, and decided for a day at the spa – the Harlequin Beaute.  Once inside, the girls surprised Honeydew with a very special present - the package of her choosing, which they coerced her into picking one that had almost everything a girl could want ~ body wrap, mud bath, aura cleansing, facial, mani-pedi, and a luxurious warm stone massage! Yum!
    The other girls went off to their activities – Amai to a deep tissue massage, Nozomi to a luxurious mud bath and seaweed wrap, while Daja and Raxi sneak off to a couple’s retreat. They still think they’re fooling their friends; but in this case, love is blind, not their friends. After all their sessions are over, the girls reunite, to grab some pizza, popcorn, drinks, ice cream, and rent a few chick flicks ~ the necessary girls’ slumber party gear!

XII. Mysteriously, Amai dies. Azdaja and Honeydew are the only ones around.  How do they react?
    When the girls arrive at home, it’s time for the fun to begin. Raxi and Nozomi head into the kitchen to start working on getting all the snacks together. First, they dish out a big bag of snack mix, one that Honeydew had in her pantry. Nozomi takes it out to Amai, Daja, and Honeydew, while Raxi  works on popping popcorn and dishing out ice cream.  Nozomi decides to make ice cream sundaes, one for her, and one for the birthday girl, Honeydew. As Nozomi and Raxi continue to busy themselves in the kitchen, suddenly an earth shattering scream rips through the living room and reverberates into the kitchen; it’s Daja. “Raaaaaaaxiiiiiiii! Zomiiiiiii!!! Call 9-1-1 NOW!!!!!” her voice shrieks louder and louder.
    Nozomi grabs the nearest phone, and begins to dial, while Raxi bolts into the living room to console her girlfriend. As she hugs Daja, rocking her and patting her hair, she looks about the room. Honeydew still sits, paralyzed in fear, on the couch. ‘Hmm… where is Amai?!’ Raxi wonders. Nozomi sees her first, she lays on the floor, motionless, eyes rolled in the back of her head. “Ohmygod, Amai! What, what happened?! ... Yes, hi, 911, we need an ambulance out here NOW! Uh huh the address is…” she says to the person on the other end of the line.  “Honeydew, honey, what happened? Honeydew, can you hear me? Honeydew, what happened to Amai?” Honeydew sits, still paralyzed, for a moment longer, before she blinks and gasps out of her trance. “Hu...wha?” she speaks incoherently. “Honeydew, what happened to AMAI?” Nozomi shrieks at Honeydew. Honeydew shakes her head violently, as if trying to clear a fog. “We were sitting here, waiting for you to come back out, and Amai, playing around, started playing with the snacks, trying to see how much she could shove in her mouth at once. When she tried to swallow, she acted like she was choking or something… but you know Amai, we thought she was just playing! Then she just kind of dropped and like stopped breathing or something!” Honeydew speaks throughout her sobs.
By now, apparently, the paramedics arrived. As they hooked Amai up to various tubes, IV’s, and other things, one of the paramadics asks for a recount of what happened. “Uh… Georges… you might want to take a look at this.” One paramedic says to the other. Georges steps away, moving toward the other paramedic. His head momentarily bows. Georges slowly turns back to the girls. “Ladies, I have some bad news. Your friend is showing no signs of a pulse. I’m afraid we have to call in for further help.” he says with a rather grim tone.

XIII. Azdaja gets into an accident. What were they riding? How did it happen?
    One spring afternoon, several months after her friend’s tragic death, Azdaja is out joyriding on her motorcycle, enjoying the cool breeze, waiting for the day to go by, till her Raxi gets of work. As she races along the roads, twisting, turning, doing an occasional trick, she eventually stops paying full attention to where she’s going or what she’s doing. Not like she’s really worried, she’s been riding since she was young. Unfortunately, she wasn’t paying full attention… and there’s a bend in the road ahead! She snaps out of her daydreaming, just in time to see the ‘caution: road curve ahead’ sign. Being the skilled rider that she was, Azdaja managed to ditch her bike, and watched it as it flew off the side of the road, as she slid herself across the loose gravel on the road. ‘OW! This will leave one hell of a road rash!’ her mind cried out, as her flesh ripped open on the side of her face, shoulder and arm, and leg. But at least she was alive! This was more than she could say for her bike. She got up slowly, and hobbled over to the edge of the road… sure enough, her bike lay in a mangled mess, at the bottom of the ravine below. Now, she just had to find a way to get to the hospital!

XIV. Nozomi tries to get a job with the help of Azdaja and Euphraxia. How did that go?
    Nozomi, who is a wish-granting Jiriachi has been told that she has to cut back on the number of wishes she grants to everyone – others are becoming too greedy in their wishes, and it seems nowadays they only are interested in wishing for the unobtainable and unrealistic things, such as wishing someone to die, someone to fall in love with them, or oddly enough, world peace. However, in order to be able to ‘survive’, she now has to get a job. Previously, she could attach the stipulation that per wish granted, she received various items in which to survive on – such as foods, clothings, drinks, and the like. Now, with this setback of limited granting, she is forced to get a job, in order to survive.
    After trying in vain to get a job, and failing miserably, Nozomi decides to enlist the help of a friend. The only one of her friends with real work experience is Azdaja. After all, she has been working for years in the medical profession. She would definitely know the best way to get a job! “What’s your resume look like?” Azdaja asks Nozomi, as she walks into the house. “Resu- what?” Nozomi asks, puzzled. Azdaja exhales sharply. “Oh lord, you don’t have a resume?! How have you ever worked?” Nozomi shrugs. “Daja, remember, I’ve been a Jiriachi forever. I haven’t had to have a job before. Being a Jiriachi was my job!” Azdaja sighs as she turns on Nozomi’s computer. She sits down, in front of it, and looks at Nozomi. “Sit, pull up a chair. We’ll be here a while, Zom.” she chastises as she begins to click away at the keyboard. Not so surprising, the girls are done with Nozomi’s resume, less than an hour later. Unfortunately, Nozomi doesn’t remember much of her younger years, prior to becoming a jiriachi, so her resume is rather brief and to the point.

XV. Azdaja or Euphraxia decide to leave a tavern. How does that go? Why did they leave?
   About six months after they began dating, Daja and Raxi return to the place where the magic began – the Cozy Cowboy. Lo and behold, not much has changed about this place. Even as the girls enter together, arms wrapped around one another, cat calls and wolf whistles abound the room. They walk to the same booth they were at when their friends were with them. A man saunters up to their table. “Hey gorgeous, can I get you a drink to go… back to my place?”  Daja’s face falls. “Daj, baby, don’t worry… the men here are sleazes… they don’t realize that this siren only has eyes for the most beautiful person in here… you.” She says, as she plants a soft delicate kiss on Azdaja’s lips. Quickly, the kiss heats up. “Oooh yeah baby, maybe bring your girlfriend along too… I don’t mind the company… there’s always room for more.” the man laughs Raxi breaks the kiss, looks up at the man, and says “Beat it cretin!” as she slugs him hard in the groin. He instantly doubles over, grabbing his crotch in pain, tears flowing freely from his eyes. After a bit, he manages to slither away from the girls, leaving them in peace. Lendavi, who has seen this even transpire, quickly approaches the girls. “Ah, mademoiselle, you have returned… nice aim, might I say. Here, drinks on the house!” He dashes off momentarily, returning with two all-too-familiar glasses. “A number 09, for my number one.” He places one glass in front of Raxi with a wink. “And for you miss, might you try it as well?” he says, placing the other glass in front of Daja. The girls begin to drink their drinks; quickly the effects begin to take place. In no time at all, the girls can’t keep their hands off each other. They decide that maybe this needs to continue somewhere else, somewhere without peering, pervy, male eyes abound. Raxi pays for the drinks, and the girls set off for home.

XVI. Amai wakes up in the bed with a random character of your choice!
    *Previous to her death, obviously.* The same night of the first incident at the Cozy Cowboy, the girls decided to try their luck at another bar. This bar, more like a nighclub, with full out DJ and dance floor, thankfully is not filled with creepy men or bartenders trying to hit on a lesbian. Not that Raxi would have noticed. She’s too busy with her tongue down Daja’s throat, her hands alternating between going up Daja’s shirt or down her Daisy Dukes.
    Amai and Honeydew look uncomfortably at each other, while scanning the crowds looking for Nozomi. Finally, Honeydew spots Nozomi on the dance floor. “There she is!” she yells, as she points in the distance. The music so loud, her voice is swallowed up, and she doubts she’s even heard. She points again, and Amai sees her too. “I uh… I uh… gotta go to the bathroom!” Honeydew yells. Amai looks puzzled at her. Hoeydew gets up, and does the motions for the ‘potty dance’. Amai nods and points back to Nozomi. She’s going to go dance for a bit. Honeydew nods, then heads for the bathroom.
    Amai steps out onto the dance floor, heading over to her friend. Nozomi notices her, and they start dancing together. “Where’s everyone else?” Nozomi yells. “What?” Amai hollers. “Where’s everyone else?” Nozomi yells, cupping her mouth to make a bullhorn effect with her hands. Amai rolls her eyes; points back to the table she was sitting at, where, even in the middle of the dance floor it’s clearly visible of their friends pawing at each other. “Honeydew?” Nozomi yells. Amai imitates the ‘potty dance’. Nozomi nods, and motions drinking, and they both head off the dance floor to the bar. Now, Nozomi is not much of a drinker, and neither is Amai. Thankfully, Amai didn’t drink, so she has become the designated driver for Nozomi. As figured, after no time at all, Nozomi is plastered. Amai decides it’s time to take her home. When they arrive at Nozomi’s, the first stop is the bathroom…. where she begins to puke her guts out. Amai leaves Nozomi long enough to grab a pair of pajamas for her. After it seems Nozomi has stopped being sick, Amai leads her into the bedroom, and helps her get changed. Once in her pj’s, Nozomi passes out on the bed. Amai takes another pair of pj’s to change into for herself. She then crawls into Nozomi’s bed, beside her. "Night, Zomi.” she whispers to a snoring Nozomi. With that, she crawls under the covers, and turns out the lights.

XVII. A character of your choice becomes a supreme being and creates the world in their image.
    Amai wakes up one morning with an interesting power. While sleeping, someone, or something, bestowed upon her the power of being the Ruler of All. How does one handle something like this? Do you become god-like, loving and caring for all? Or do you become devilish, casting pain and suffering everywhere around? Unsure of really how to do things, Amai decides to create life to the best of her knowledge… she creates amidst the world, a feeling of happiness and joy – an atmosphere of almost circus-like qualities. For who doesn’t like a circus? Animals set to entertain and bring joy, performers to cause happiness, awe and wonder, and clowns, which would entertain and bring joy, not fear. Surprisingly, she is a decent supremacy, there is no corruption found under her power or in the world she has defined.

XVIII. Before we go, all of your characters want to take a moment to ask you (their creator) for something that they have always wanted.
1. Amai ~  “Would it be so hard for you to have made it so I ever knew my family? Sure, I like being an entertainer, but couldn’t you have made it so maybe my real parents could have I don’t know, what, gone to the circus to see me perform? I feel so lonely at times, seeing all those families together at my performances, but I’m all alone!” *begins to sob*

2. Nozomi ~ “Yeah, could you try to maybe sharpen up your rp skills with me? You can write stories and poems pretty decently… why can’t you role play better? All you have to do is tell a story out loud instead of writing it down.”

3. Azdaja ~ “Why are almost all of us ‘calm, quiet and shy’ personality?’ Can’t one of us be what, bipolar or even excessively happy? Do you think that everyone in the world is only calm, quiet, and shy?”

4. Euphraxia ~ “Is there a reason that your first character was a lesbian? And exactly who did you create me after? Oh yeah, why the hell did you create me as a siren?! Sirens are supposed to lure men for sexuality and to their doom… men are disgusting pigs! I’m like an oxymoron! Sheesh!”

5. Honeydew ~ “So when do you think I’ll ever get my Cutie mark? I’d really like to get mine! I wonder what it would be? Who do you think will get ours first- me, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Bell, Scootaloo, or Babs Seed? Do you think that even after any of us gets our Cutie Marks that we’ll stop hanging out with the other Crusaders? Oh I hope not, they’re more than just my best friends… they’re like my sisters!”