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*Male to Female Trans
Please note that this a direct copy and paste from my main account.
Isabelle-
*22
*Kind, friendly, very anxious, gets more confident around people once she knows them better, awkward, has social anxiety, clueless at times, good heart but sometimes too much of a coward to do anything.
*She works as a flower shop owner in Happy Tree Town after a rather... Unfortunate event that left her traumatized which happened before moving to Happy Tree Town. (Thus forming Mochi.)
*She gets along with most people, sometimes they just don't like her for some reason. (Not because of Mochi.)
*Some nights (and some days) she has mental breakdowns as she's still healing from the trauma. (She's going to therapy and taking medicine for her anxiety, it helps but these things take time to heal.)
*Tends to flinch at sudden movements and freeze when she thinks there's danger. (Happens often, but sometimes she has the confidence to actually do something when this happens.)
*Can and will bluntly tell anyone off.
*Has a scar on her chest from the incident.
*Prefers sweaters and turtle necks as they're comfy and make her feel safe.
*Isn't aware of Mochi even after 2 years in Happy Tree Town-
Mochi-
*Alter Ego of Isabelle after some thug stabbed Isabelle and left her for dead after stealing everything. She was scared and just wished she had the confidence and strength to do something before she passes out.
*Mochi had no idea what to do when they were first created, mainly a blank slate but had a strong sense of protecting Isabelle and themselves from danger. (Survival instincts basically.)
*Once Isabelle starts her new life in Happy Tree Town, Mochi takes over at night and starts training her body the entire night. (Cause Mochi was literally just made, they don't know these things yet.)
*After a few nights, Mochi realizes this does more harm than good as the body needs rest. So Mochi alters the night training to adjust to Isabelle's daily schedule.
*Sometimes Mochi takes over even when she and Belle are not in danger. She mainly does this because she's trying to figure herself out. (Or finds something interesting.)
*Learned she likes axes when Isabelle went to an axe throwing event in town. (Which ended horribly.)
*She remembers all the deaths Isabelle experiences and uses this information to ensure their survival.
*Mochi isn't a mindless killer, only killing if it's absolutely necessary, otherwise she just really hurts their attacker.
*Mochi doesn't speak much when she comes out, preferring to let her actions speak for her. (When she fronts around people.)
*Later on while she's discovering herself, she realizes she's willing to defend Belles friends to make her happy and glad they're okay. (Mochi feels like they're her friends too. :)
*All in all, Mochi doesn't front often unless it's necessary or she finds something interesting. A few people have picked up on her but know she isn't a threat. They even hangout sometimes. (Surprised no one's told Isabelle about her yet-)
> You'd sigh, few bandages in hand as you made your way to a door, the guest room. You were quite wealthy so your house had extra rooms you didn't use. As you poked your head to check on your guest, your ear twitched, giving a smile as you made your way into the room, shutting the door behind you. You were a senior now, stub tail, grey fur that was mixed with your usual blue, a lighter blue on your muzzle, having some not usual markings for a tiger, and of course you'd have dark blue stripes! It only got more noticeable, especially on your muzzle, as you approached the other feline, being slow and cautious.
" You're awake? "
> Honestly you'd expect her to freak out since you seemed a bit intimidating, not to mention she was in a stranger's house. So you embraced yourself for any violence that would be made known.
>You hadn't expected anyone to be here, much less enter the room. You quickly realize they're not attacking or showing any hostility and immediately change your tune.
>Anxiety bubbled in your stomach, having to speak to someone face to face without a counter or a flower order can be... Intense. Or at least for you anyway...
" I didn't find you, but someone gave me to you. "
> You seemed a bit embarrassed of not getting their name, as they just dropped them off. Though the guest seemed nice, and you were glad to have her over.
" Just call me Tiger General. And you are? "
> Nervously you'd poke the other's side, trying your best not to hurt them.
> You'd sigh, few bandages in hand as you made your way to a door, the guest room. You were quite wealthy so your house had extra rooms you didn't use. As you poked your head to check on your guest, your ear twitched, giving a smile as you made your way into the room, shutting the door behind you. You were a senior now, stub tail, grey fur that was mixed with your usual blue, a lighter blue on your muzzle, having some not usual markings for a tiger, and of course you'd have dark blue stripes! It only got more noticeable, especially on your muzzle, as you approached the other feline, being slow and cautious.
" You're awake? "
> Honestly you'd expect her to freak out since you seemed a bit intimidating, not to mention she was in a stranger's house. So you embraced yourself for any violence that would be made known.
>You hadn't expected anyone to be here, much less enter the room. You quickly realize they're not attacking or showing any hostility and immediately change your tune.
>Anxiety bubbled in your stomach, having to speak to someone face to face without a counter or a flower order can be... Intense. Or at least for you anyway...
(Gentle reminder that if you’re art RPing with my blog that you can take your time. I’m just very fast because I have a simple style and a style to go to if I’m lazy.
Also, I’m VERY welcoming of text Rp as well since I use it quite a bit for my own posts! Just know that I may ask for a ref for the person you’re RPing as so I can draw them.
That’s all, thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.)
Um... isabelle? you didn't get hurt right? Please tell me you weren't hurt.
>You yelp in pain as you try to shift your position to look out the window, a dull yet scorching pain erupting from your torso. You shake with pain as you slowly lift up your shit to see…
". . . Oh, it seems… I did get hurt."
>A bandage covering the bullet wound Mochi received hours prior to waking up in this strange place. You let your shirt fall and shift your position carefully this time, moving one of the curtains to look out the window better.
"The woods? Huh... Maybe that's how they found me? Cause they live nearby?"
Hey, do you have any good flowers that say " I'm sorry for manipulating your whole system and trying to take over the world. Also Happy Birthday! " I never paid attention to what different flowers meant despite my mother using it frequently. - ( @ask-throwingknivesandclaws )
"But, a bittersweet flower is a good start as it means truth and honesty. Daffodils mean new beginnings which is what you’re trying to convey. Sweet woodruff would be a good choice too as it means Humility."
"However, the white Peonies is also a good starting point as it means regret and apology."
>You feel a lot more confident to assess your situation.
Hey, do you have any good flowers that say " I'm sorry for manipulating your whole system and trying to take over the world. Also Happy Birthday! " I never paid attention to what different flowers meant despite my mother using it frequently. - ( @ask-throwingknivesandclaws )
"But, a bittersweet flower is a good start as it means truth and honesty. Daffodils mean new beginnings which is what you’re trying to convey. Sweet woodruff would be a good choice too as it means Humility."
"However, the white Peonies is also a good starting point as it means regret and apology."
>You feel a lot more confident to assess your situation.
Warning: This will have Violence, blood, and swearing. You've been warned.
>You sigh before slipping off the couch and towards your bedroom.<
>Entering the room, you get on your knees by the bed and start feeling around underneath before pulling out a wooden box. You unclasp the metal latches and open the lid to find your trusty throwing ax.<
>Firmly grabbing the handle you take it out of the box before swiftly standing up and walking to where you heard the noise, the flower shop.<
". . . What?"
>You mutter upon seeing the flower shop untouched. Had you imagined it? Suddenly, a sharp pain erupted from the back of your head. Darkness surrounded your vision before your body hit the floor.<
"Now, where oh where is your rea-"
>You grabbed his ankle as he passed by, swiftly pulling down onto the ground while you stood up, gripping your ax tighter than ever.
>Turning around and raising your ax to deliver a non lethal blow when he aimed the gun and shot you. The bullet went clean through your torso, searing hot pain erupted from your would making you instinctively grab your side, cursing.<
>The man taunted you as he stood up and aimed the gun at you once more. You quickly swung your ax, disarming him causing him to curse and back up. As he pleaded for you to wait, you swung at his leg, giving him rather nasty gash. And apparently a painful one according to his screams of pain. You kick him in the stomach, sending him onto his back and at your mercy.<
Warning: This will have Violence, blood, and swearing. You've been warned.
>You sigh before slipping off the couch and towards your bedroom.<
>Entering the room, you get on your knees by the bed and start feeling around underneath before pulling out a wooden box. You unclasp the metal latches and open the lid to find your trusty throwing ax.<
>Firmly grabbing the handle you take it out of the box before swiftly standing up and walking to where you heard the noise, the flower shop.<
". . . What?"
>You mutter upon seeing the flower shop untouched. Had you imagined it? Suddenly, a sharp pain erupted from the back of your head. Darkness surrounded your vision before your body hit the floor.<
"Now, where oh where is your rea-"
>You grabbed his ankle as he passed by, swiftly pulling down onto the ground while you stood up, gripping your ax tighter than ever.
>Turning around and raising your ax to deliver a non lethal blow when he aimed the gun and shot you. The bullet went clean through your torso, searing hot pain erupted from your wound making you instinctively grab your side, cursing.<
>The man taunted you as he stood up and aimed the gun at you once more. You quickly swung your ax, disarming him, causing him to curse and back up. As he pleaded for you to wait, you swung at his leg, giving him rather nasty gash. And apparently a painful one according to his screams of pain. You kick him in the stomach, sending him onto his back and at your mercy.<
Wow! it seems like you guys have done a lot of things, i wish i had come here sooner to see it all, anyway i love seeing how people are having fun so seeing all these things enchants me!
I think everyone has an interest in flowers, actually who doesn't like flowers right? they are sooo beautiful.
"I agree! Everyone has some sort of interest whether it be big or small for flowers. Hell, I know for a fact that a certain general even likes flowers!