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Indie Orange Cookie roleplay blog/Multi-ship/Multiverse Semi-selective qwer is a nerd

[mechawful]

summer time!

[cookierunpersonals]

[orangeflavoredcookie]

“Oh!!  Yeah!!  You are the social boo boo guy!”  Orange Cookie looked at his hands, poking at them, “It just kind of looks like it stings…Well, at least it wasn’t your face!  Uhh…More Thigh?”  She looked confused now, she didn’t quite catch his name properly.

[paprikapunchingbag]

“…Muay Thai. The ‘H’ is silent…” Muay frowned, this was one of his biggest pet peeves. But, he didn’t hold it against Orange. Everyone mispronounced all his names, he just couldn’t win. “Yeah… At least it wasn’t my face, heh…” He stood up straight, not sure what to say. His face was red, though. Orange was awfully pretty…

[orangeflavoredcookie]

“Oh, crumbles....I’m sorry I misheard you...Seems to be a common thing with me actually.”  Orange sighed a bit and rubbed her back with her tennis racket in a sheepish manner.

Although, in an instant, her demeanor changed back to a perky happy one, “Haha!  Yeah, can’t let that cute face of your’s get damaged!”

[rp-memes]

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☁- Our muses in a thunderstorm.

✿- Our muses in a garden.

♫- Our muses at a concert.

☏- One of the muses giving the other a prank call.

★- Our muses looking at the stars.

†- Our muses in a church.

☤- One of our muse’s is hurt.

❤- Our muses are both alone on valentine’s day.

☢- Our muses during a radioactive breakout.

☠- One of our muse’s died, and the other is at the grave. (possibly ghost or drabble)

✈- Our muses on a plane.

▲- Our muses on an elevator. 

▼- Our muses in a broken elevator.

[paprikapunchingbag]

“I train every day to be able to withstand this kind of stuff.” He showed her his hands. They were just a bit red, that’s all. “See? I’m okay… And, what?! N-no! At least I dont think so… My name is Muay Thai Cookie!” He exclaimed, getting flustered. Please forgive his social booboo.

[orangeflavoredcookie]

“Oh!!  Yeah!!  You are the social boo boo guy!”  Orange Cookie looked at his hands, poking at them, “It just kind of looks like it stings...Well, at least it wasn’t your face!  Uhh...More Thigh?”  She looked confused now, she didn’t quite catch his name properly.

[orangeflavoredcookie]

Orange was about to sit down on the court before she heard a very loud yell.  She assumed the worst had happened and someone got nailed in the face.  She sprinted off, with her mouse companion following behind.

Upon showing up to the scene, she found Muay Thai on the ground, but without a damaged face, which confused her.

“…Did you…Catch that?”  She asked, slightly impressed, not even thinking to ask about his wellbeing right now.

[paprikapunchingbag]

“Ahh, oww…. That hurt my hands… Oh, yes, I did catch it…” Muay Thai sat up, putting the ball down next to him and flexing his hands, gently rubbing his palms.  He looked up at Orange, and his cheeks flushed red. “I-I’m sorry, was this your ball?” He grabbed it and held it out to her. “Sorry, miss…”

[orangeflavoredcookie]

“Don’t apologize!”  Orange insisted and knelt down to gently take it from him, “I should be asking you how you aren’t more hurt...I was aways away.”  She gestured to the courts far off in the distance, “I’ve got a better arm than I realize..”

“...Wait, aren’t you that guy always screaming about social boo boos?”

[orangeflavoredcookie]

“Fake right, break left, keep your eye on defense!”

[orangeflavoredcookie]

Left!  Right!  A backhand shot with a lot of power behind it!  Too much power though!  Before Orange Cookie knew it, the tennis ball fled the training area at alarming speeds, and there was nothing she or her tiny mouse companion could do.

“Ah, slices!  That’s the third ball this week!”  The sporty cookie threw her racket down in defeat, “I won’t win a match at this rate!”  She seemed more worried about tournaments than actually tracking that ball now.  Who even knows where it went.

[paprikapunchingbag]

Muay Thai happened to be in the neighborhood, taking a break from training in his jungle home and going out to see what new places he could discover. He heard a sound coming from above… A whooshing sound…? That was getting very close…!

Muay looked up, and spotted the tennis ball hurling at him at alarming speeds. He held his hands up and caught it, but the force of impact knocked him over.

“AAGH-!”

[orangeflavoredcookie]

Orange was about to sit down on the court before she heard a very loud yell.  She assumed the worst had happened and someone got nailed in the face.  She sprinted off, with her mouse companion following behind.

Upon showing up to the scene, she found Muay Thai on the ground, but without a damaged face, which confused her.

“...Did you...Catch that?”  She asked, slightly impressed, not even thinking to ask about his wellbeing right now.

[hui-bo]

新的餅乾 –  清爽的橙!

[orangeflavoredcookie]

Left!  Right!  A backhand shot with a lot of power behind it!  Too much power though!  Before Orange Cookie knew it, the tennis ball fled the training area at alarming speeds, and there was nothing she or her tiny mouse companion could do.

“Ah, slices!  That’s the third ball this week!”  The sporty cookie threw her racket down in defeat, “I won’t win a match at this rate!”  She seemed more worried about tournaments than actually tracking that ball now.  Who even knows where it went.