Never has there ever been a cat so clever..

Hello.  I am Quaxo although many may know me by the name Mr. Mistoffelees. I do not like to brag but my skills are dancing as well as well...magic but that is something I am still perfecting and not very confident in just yet. If you would like to...

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Coffee

Coffee: My character will be hyped up on coffee and pester yours.

“Hey, Quax, doll, what’s up?” Tugger leapt down from the fence top he had been pacing. It had been a long, wild night of rehearsing his number for the upcoming Ball, and he was still riding on the adrenaline of the screaming kitten onlookers. One kitten, however, had been missing. 

“Didn’t see ya at the show, babe,” he quipped, “You busy with those tricks again? Hey, here’s something for ya. What card am I thinking of?” He placed a paw against his mouth and smirked, as if he’d just cracked a legendary joke.

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Quaxo rolled his eyes at Tugger, unamused by his behavior. “The king of hearts.” He answered dryly as he turned away from the Main coon. “And please refrain from referring to me in those ridiculously degrading names. I am not one of your kittens who you can swoon. I am not even a kitten anymore. We are both well aware that I am older then Pouncival even.” Technically he was only a couple years older then him but Quaxo treasured that gap because he felt like it made him far more mature then most of the kittens. Even though he considered them all friends, there were only a couple who were on his level. Victoria was one and Jemima was another although they both loved to fawn over the annoying tom before him once in a while. @aterriblebore

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“Aw, Pounce schmounce, lighten up kid!” Tugger said, undeterred by the unenthusiastic reply. He sauntered round to face Quaxo again. “And I wouldn’t say I’m the king of hearts, but I’m flattered, babe. Really.” He grinned lazily. Quaxo, he thought idly, never failed to entertain.

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Quaxo sighed annoyed, he disliked it when anyone suggested he was too up tight. He didn’t see himself as such but able to have fun with his dancing and singing. “I did not mean it to be flattery, Tugger. I only thought it because you think so highly of your self.” He said shaking his head. “So why are you so animated tonight? This even seems a bit much for you. Did Mungojerrie steal a large amount of catnip and share it to the elder Toms again? The last time was so disastrous.”

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Tugger mimicked the sigh sarcastically and chuckled. If Quaxo knew a thing about catnip, it was news to him. “Ohh, Quax. Quax, Quax, Quax. What am I meant to do with you, kid? It’s called excitement. Having fun! You should look it up,” he nodded upwards to the moon, “It’s almost the Ball, after all. You gonna pull a smile outta that hat of yours this year?”

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Quaxo scoffed at Tugger. He was unbearably annoying to him sometimes. "I am perfectly capable of enjoying myself, especially at the Ball through my dancing but I choose to do it in a respectable manner. If you must know I have already been planning out a new routine for Victoria and I that is far more impressive then our last dance at the Jellicle Ball's opening ceremony."

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Quaxo couldn’t help smiling at her, who couldn’t. She was so innocent, almost too pure and naive for the Junkyard sometimes he thought. “I would like to teach and I am quite flattered that you find my magic so impressive but the problem is…” He paused fidgeting with his ear, his common tic he did whenever he felt shy, awkward or nervous. “I cannot control it as well as you all presume I can.” Quaxo admitted sheepishly to her.

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Etcetera’s eyes widened in surprise, staring up at Quaxo in shock. He couldn’t control his magic is all she got from that, which was impossible for her to imagine. He always seemed so cool, calm and in control of himself! “You can’t control it?!” Her voice was louder than she realised, echoing back to her in the junkyard as she continued speaking. “But… At the last ball, you brought Old Deuteronomy back, all by yourself! How did you do that!?” Her eyes were still wide, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

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Quaxo winced at Cettie's loud response, the last thing he needed was all the Jellicles knowing that his magic was unsafe and he put them at risk. He had to admit it felt amazing to have all them fawn over how awesome his powers were and for once since he came to the junkyard he finally felt like he was being accepted fully. Maybe if he could practice enough in private he could fix it enough that no one else would be the wiser. Quxo sighed lightly before he looked at Cettie. "In all truthfulness I do not know how I was able to save him. I have never performed magic of that magnitude before but Etcetera, may I request something of you?"

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Quaxo sighed as he looked at his paws, it was the morning after the ball and he couldn’t shake the uneasiness he was feeling. Yes his magic had worked but it was still so sporadic, there were times when he could feel the power building in his paws but it wouldn’t release. That was dangerous because if the bolts wouldn’t release on command, how could he hope they wouldn’t release when he didn’t command them. Quaxo needed to get this under control before he seriously hurt one of his fellow Jellicles. He was lucky nothing had happened last night even.

The small tuexdo cat glanced around the center of the Junkyard, grateful that the others seemed to be sleeping off their exhaustion from the night before so it was empty. Quaxo closed his eyes a moment, feeling the power charge in paws and then opened them to command a bolt forward but nothing happend.

“Bollocks…” he muttered to himself, very frustrated. “Why can I not control this better?”

[rvmpleteazer]

Honestly, Rumpleteazer thought crossly as she left her den, you have to learn some self control. Then you could be sleeping in like everybody else instead of tramping around the Junkyard. Starving from the night’s dancing, she and Mungojerrie had returned to their den and promtly eaten their entire stash of food before practically collapsing into bed to sleep. And when she’d woken up this morning to pee, she hadn’t been able to get back to sleep because her stupid stomach kept rumbling and she had no food to eat. And now she was stuck outside. I’m the only cat in the whole bloody Tribe who’s up, too-

Wait. Rumpleteazer paused, ears pricked. She was sure she’d heard a voice, albeit a quiet one. Was someone else awake? She instinctively dropped into a low stance, sneaking up towards the main clearing. Maybe there was gossip to be had, secrets to be heard. She poked her head up from behind the oven, peering out into the clearing. Quaxo was there, glaring at his hands. Hm. She sauntered out, clasping her paws behind her back.

“Whatcha doing?”

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Quaxo had been in such deep thought about his misbehaving magic that he hadn’t even sensed Rumpleteazer coming up behind him and so when she spoke, it startled him so much he yelpled. Along with the yelp, his paws sparked slightly from the built up power and he immediately clenched them tightly to stop it, which was a tiny bit painful. “You gave me such a fright, Rumpleteazer!” Quaxo exclaimed trying to retain any bit of composure he had left which was not much since he was naturally pretty skittish anyway. “Do not be sneaking up on me in that manner. I did not expect anyone to be awake at this hour after our activities last night.”

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OutofMagic: Where did everyone go?

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I have always loved the musical Cats and used to have a CATS channel several years so I wanted to start making vids of it again. Here’s a funny crack video for them or what they called back in the day, spoof.

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OutofMagic: This my personal account, just finished this crack video. Enjoy!

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Quaxo couldn’t sleep, far too much on his mind to be able to and he was finding the quiet Junkyard calming. Suddenly a familiar voice squealed out his name and he froze at her request. One of his few friends, Etcetera wanted him to teach her magic.

Friendship had always been difficult for Quaxo because he was a bit more aloof then the others but as he grew up it became even more so because where he sat now in the age groups. He wasn’t a kitten so he struggled to relate with them fully but the problem was that he wasn’t a adult Tom either so he didn’t fit in with them either. The only Toms he has ever really connected with was Munkustrap and Skimbleshanks. Despite this struggle he tended to lean towards Victoria and her friends even though they were a bit immature to him at times since they were kittens especially when it came to a certain Maine Coon.

“Hello Etecetera.” Quaxo said with a polite smile and chuckled lightly. “Unfortunately I am not as sure if I am the correct person to teach you.” he admitted sheepishly.

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Although Quaxo wasn’t one of Etcetera’s closest friends, as someone who wasn’t an adult cat, she found that he’d put up with her hyper-activeness a lot more than other cats would. Usually, when an older cat would say this, Etcetera would sigh and frown, before running off to wake up Electra or something. But when Quaxo said it, that just made her more determined. “Aw, whaaaaaaaaaat?!” She put on an exaggerated pout, folding her arms and stomping. She wasn’t giving up this easily. “Why can’t you teach me? You’re the best at magic in the whooooole junkyard!!! If anyone can teach me it’s you!” She rolled her eyes at him. “What, you think Munkustrap could teach me? C’mon, pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-” And with that, she held the E for as long as she could.

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Quaxo couldn’t help smiling at her, who couldn’t. She was so innocent, almost too pure and naive for the Junkyard sometimes he thought. “I would like to teach and I am quite flattered that you find my magic so impressive but the problem is…” He paused fidgeting with his ear, his common tic he did whenever he felt shy, awkward or nervous. “I cannot control it as well as you all presume I can.” Quaxo admitted sheepishly to her.

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Coffee

Coffee: My character will be hyped up on coffee and pester yours.

“Hey, Quax, doll, what’s up?” Tugger leapt down from the fence top he had been pacing. It had been a long, wild night of rehearsing his number for the upcoming Ball, and he was still riding on the adrenaline of the screaming kitten onlookers. One kitten, however, had been missing. 

“Didn’t see ya at the show, babe,” he quipped, “You busy with those tricks again? Hey, here’s something for ya. What card am I thinking of?” He placed a paw against his mouth and smirked, as if he’d just cracked a legendary joke.

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Quaxo rolled his eyes at Tugger, unamused by his behavior. “The king of hearts.” He answered dryly as he turned away from the Main coon. “And please refrain from referring to me in those ridiculously degrading names. I am not one of your kittens who you can swoon. I am not even a kitten anymore. We are both well aware that I am older then Pouncival even.” Technically he was only a couple years older then him but Quaxo treasured that gap because he felt like it made him far more mature then most of the kittens. Even though he considered them all friends, there were only a couple who were on his level. Victoria was one and Jemima was another although they both loved to fawn over the annoying tom before him once in a while. @aterriblebore

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“Aw, Pounce schmounce, lighten up kid!” Tugger said, undeterred by the unenthusiastic reply. He sauntered round to face Quaxo again. “And I wouldn’t say I’m the king of hearts, but I’m flattered, babe. Really.” He grinned lazily. Quaxo, he thought idly, never failed to entertain.

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Quaxo sighed annoyed, he disliked it when anyone suggested he was too up tight. He didn't see himself as such but able to have fun with his dancing and singing. "I did not mean it to be flattery, Tugger. I only thought it because you think so highly of your self." He said shaking his head. "So why are you so animated tonight? This even seems a bit much for you. Did Mungojerrie steal a large amount of catnip and share it to the elder Toms again? The last time was so disastrous."

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Coffee

Coffee: My character will be hyped up on coffee and pester yours.

“Hey, Quax, doll, what’s up?” Tugger leapt down from the fence top he had been pacing. It had been a long, wild night of rehearsing his number for the upcoming Ball, and he was still riding on the adrenaline of the screaming kitten onlookers. One kitten, however, had been missing. 

“Didn’t see ya at the show, babe,” he quipped, “You busy with those tricks again? Hey, here’s something for ya. What card am I thinking of?” He placed a paw against his mouth and smirked, as if he’d just cracked a legendary joke.

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Quaxo rolled his eyes at Tugger, unamused by his behavior. “The king of hearts.” He answered dryly as he turned away from the Main coon. “And please refrain from referring to me in those ridiculously degrading names. I am not one of your kittens who you can swoon. I am not even a kitten anymore. We are both well aware that I am older then Pouncival even.” Technically he was only a couple years older then him but Quaxo treasured that gap because he felt like it made him far more mature then most of the kittens. Even though he considered them all friends, there were only a couple who were on his level. Victoria was one and Jemima was another although they both loved to fawn over the annoying tom before him once in a while. @aterriblebore

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The small kitten found herself bored, lying in the soft cushioning of the junkyard’s car boot, staring up at the sky. All of her friends had decided to go take a nap when Munkustrap had asked. Wimps!, she thought. I can stay up all night! …But without them, she found herself lying looking at the Junkyard upside down, unsure what to do.

That is, until a particular cat stalked into her line of sight. Quaxo. A grin spread across her face, looking determined as she tumbled out of the car, running clumsily over to to him, stopping with a skid. “Quaxo!” Etcetera squealed, her eyes lit up with excitement. “Can you teach me how to do magic?!”

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Quaxo couldn’t sleep, far too much on his mind to be able to and he was finding the quiet Junkyard calming. Suddenly a familiar voice squealed out his name and he froze at her request. One of his few friends, Etcetera wanted him to teach her magic.

Friendship had always been difficult for Quaxo because he was a bit more aloof then the others but as he grew up it became even more so because where he sat now in the age groups. He wasn’t a kitten so he struggled to relate with them fully but the problem was that he wasn’t a adult Tom either so he didn’t fit in with them either. The only Toms he has ever really connected with was Munkustrap and Skimbleshanks. Despite this struggle he tended to lean towards Victoria and her friends even though they were a bit immature to him at times since they were kittens especially when it came to a certain Maine Coon.

“Hello Etecetera.” Quaxo said with a polite smile and chuckled lightly. “Unfortunately I am not as sure if I am the correct person to teach you.” he admitted sheepishly.

[mvngojerrie]

Rp Starter for Quaxo/Mistoffelees

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Mungojerrie stalked out into the middle of the junkyard repeating Jenny’s words sarcastically “You are not aloud to take poor Pouncival anywhere for a month! You could have got him killed! Go think about what you’ve done young man!” He only did what Pounce asked him to do and he wasn’t to blame but he guessed neither was Pounce, they had ventured out with Pouncival at his side and committed a smash n grab getting Jerrie badly injured and giving Pounce a few scrapes.

He shook his head to clear his mind, it was a brand new day and their surely were other cats who would converse with him? He looked around and his eyes landed on Alonzo and Cassandra he headed towards the two gossiping cats but they got up and left for a quieter spot. Jerrie let out a little growl which rumbled through his throat and stormed over to the rusty old oven and did a front handspring onto it only for his injured leg to give way and he fell over it almost landing on top of Quaxo.

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Quaxo was sprawled out on the oven, going over the Welcoming to the Jellicle ball dance he had done with Victoria in his head and planning out how he could change it for next year so he didn’t sense the incoming, unsteady Tom. He yelped startled as Mungojerrrie fell right infront of him.

“What in all Heaviside do you think you are doing?”Quaxo asked not at alll pleased to see the tom for two reasons really. One being the fact Mungojerrie was known to be quite the troublemaker and Quaxo was not fond of any Jellicle that caused Munkustrap extra grief. The second reason was he often found himself the butt of the older tom’s jokes so his presence now wasn’t appreciated.

Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason. Headache: How my character will take care of yours when they have a headache. Expecting: Our characters find out they are expecting a child together. Milkshake: Our characters will have to split a milkshake. Coffee: My character will be hyped up on coffee and pester yours. Graveyard: My character will visit your characters grave. Spectre: My character will be visited by your character’s ghost or vice versa. Bleed: My character will injure your character. Dream: My character will have a dream about your character. Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.

O Romeo: I will write my character missing/looking for yours. O Juliet: I will write about my character’s feelings for yours. O Macbeth: I will write about how my character kills yours. O Hero: I will write about my character mourning yours. O Puck: I will write about my character pranking yours. O Titiana: I will write about our characters sharing a night in bed or sharing a kiss. Specify. O Oberon: I’ll write about my character getting angry at yours over something they did.

Amuse Me: I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer yours up. Break Me: I will write an angsty drabble about our characters. Call Me: I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.] Drink Me: I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours. Enamor Me: I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.] Fight Me: I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours. Get Me: I will write a drabble about my character saving yours. Haunt Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours [as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.] Invite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character asking your character to [specify here.] Join Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.] Kill Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours. Love Me: I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters. Mourn Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character mourning your character’s death. Nurse Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours. Offer Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving yours a gift. Paint Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character drawing a picture of yours [like one of your french girls~ be it painting them or drawing them, maybe offering a picture of them as a gift, feel free to specify.] Quite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.] Remember Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to get yours to remember them [be it from an accident, meeting them after years apart, feel free to specify.] Shag Me: I’ll write a dirty drabble about our characters. Tell Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.] Unbind Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.] Value Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them. Wed Me: I’ll write a drabble about our character under the subject of wedlock [be it my character proposing to yours, or marrying yours, feel free to specify.] X Me: I will write whatever it is that you wish, [specify.] Yahoo Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.] Zip Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]

Sleep: My character needs to stay at your character’s house for the night, or vise versa. Specify. (you can add any other special things that could happen!) Drink: My character will call, text, or show up at your character’s house drunk. Specify which of the three. Heal: My character will tend to your character’s wounds, or be at their side when they’re sick. Confess: My character will speak their true feelings about your character. (or about a topic. you may choose.) Death: My character’s reaction to your character dying. Time: My character is running late! They are supposed to meet your character at ___________ (fill in the blank) or vise versa. Specify. Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm. Kiss: My character kisses yours, or vise versa. Specify. Dream: My character wakes up in the middle of the night because of a dream with your character in it. Run!: My character is chasing your character (or vise versa) OR both characters are being chased by ___________ (fill in the blank). Sky: Our characters are stargazing. Help: My character requests help from your character (be something silly or serious, you may decide.) Gift: My character gives your character something special. Or vise versa. Specify. I Do: I will write our characters as a married couple Broken: I’ll write our characters breaking up or in an angsty scene.

« : memory from the past with your character » : a future event my character would like to happen with them + yours [a daydream] ¿ : something my character would like to forget [specify in general or about yours] ☼ : A memory my character has with yours that they’ll never forget ♥: Our characters will have a Mistletoe Kiss ★: Our characters will decorate the tree ¤: My character will give yours a present ❖: Our characters will go caroling $: Our characters will go Christmas shopping together ❂: Our characters decorate eggs together †: My character will have an egg hunt with yours ღ: My character will give yours chocolate ❦: My character will admit she/he loves your character ✯: Our characters will go see fireworks together ♬: Our characters will go to a parade ッ: Our characters will go to a costume ball together ☾: Our characters will go trick or treating ♛: Our characters will wear matching costumes ❄ : drunk texts

Cerberus: Our characters raising a little hell together. Centaur: My character showing yours compassion. Harpies: Our characters getting into an argument. Sphinx: My character asking yours a hard question. Furies: One of our characters causing the other pain. Phoenix: One of our characters helping the other to rise above a bad situation. Dragon: My character guarding yours. Aerico: One of out characters nursing the other back to good health. Mermaid: Our characters going swimming together. Alicorn: Our characters doing something they thought was impossible together. Unicorn: Our characters creating magic (real or imagined). Pegasus: Our characters fantasising together. Banshee: My character will mourn the death of yours. Bugul Noz: Our characters committing an act of charity together. Hiisi: Our characters camping out under the stars. Brownie: Our characters doing housework together. Faerie: Our characters causing mischief together. Jujak: One of our characters helping the other prepare for a special occasion. Lorelei: My character will take yours somewhere involving music.

Torture Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character torturing mine or vise versa. Take Me: my character will kidnap yours Leave Me: my character will leave your character behind. Deny Me: my character will either deny your character’s advances or deny them a ’ happy ending’ Grope Me: my character will grope yours. Lick Me: my character will lick yours in any specified place or manner. Suck Me: my character will suck on any body part of your character Tease Me: my character will tease yours, whether in a friendly or a sexual manner Please Me: my character will do anything to please yours Bite Me: my character will bite yours on any part of their body Blindfold Me: my character will blindfold yours in order to have their fun Meet Me: My character is meeting yours either for the first time or just causally. Greet Me: My character will greet yours, either at the door, at work, or somewhere else. Own me: My character owns your character. Slap me: my character will slap yours. In the sexual manner, or of anger. specify. Call Me: My character will call your character for whatever reason. Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason. Give Me: my character will give yours a gift Tickle Me: my character will tickle yours ruthlessly.

Rain: I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain. Kill: I’ll write a angst drabble of my character violently killing yours. Love: I’ll write a drabble of my character admitting they love yours. Lust: I’ll write a drabble of our characters making love together. Date: I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours out on a date. Defend: I’ll write a drabble of my character protecting yours. Fight: I’ll write a drabble of my character fighting with/against yours. Death: I’ll write a drabble of my character with yours on their deathbed. Mourn: I’ll write a drabble of my character mourning yours. Pet: I’ll write a drabble of my character buying yours a pet. (specify what kind.) Wash: I’ll write a drabble of our characters showering/bathing together. Pool: I’ll write a drabble of our characters swimming together. Beach: I’ll write a drabble of out characters at the beach together. Sing: I’ll write a drabble of my character singing to yours. Snow: I’ll write a drabble of our characters building a snowman together. Game: I’ll write a drabble of my character playing videogames with yours. Movie: I’ll write a drabble of our characters watching a movie together. Shop: I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours shopping. Cook: I’ll write a drabble of our characters cooking together. Sleep: I’ll write a drabble of my character snuggling in bed with yours. Rivalry: I’ll write a drabble of our characters having a rivalry between each other. Obsession: I’ll write a drabble about my character having an obsession with yours. Vise versa.

Proposal : My character proposes to your character. Vise versa Celebration: Our characters celebrate together. Or have a party. Secret: My character tells your character a secret. Promise: My character makes a promise to your character. Princess: Your character gaining everything they wanted thanks to mine or vise versa. (Be specific on who gets which role) Servant: My/your serving yours/mine, no matter what. (Be specific on who gets which role) Knight: My/your character defending the other. (Be specific on who gets which role) Mercenary: My character getting payed for a favor of yours. Seer: An event with our characters in the past or future. Songstress: My/your character preforming, whether it is in front of an audience or just for your/my character. (Be specific on who gets which role and whether is private or public) Magi: My/your character having a spell put on them and your/my character’s reaction. (Be specific on who gets which role and what spell you want cast) Archer: My/your character setting a long-distance goal and aims to achieve it with your/my character’s help. (Be specific on who gets which role and what goal it is) Thief: My/your character has stolen something from yours/mine and plans to escape with said item. (Be specific on who gets which role) Healer: My/your character helping your/my character when they are hurt/sick. (Be specific on who gets which role, and whether the pain is physical, emotional, or just having to catch a fever) Spirit: My/your character watching over your/my character. (Be specific on who gets which role) Summoner: My/your character calling for yours/mine. (Be specific on who gets which role and what kind of situation.) Fool: My character cheering up or amusing yours or vise versa. (Be specific on who gets which role) Candle: Our characters spending time together by candle light.

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ooc; im so bored and also need 2 get back into the swing of writing so send a prompt

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OutofMagic: This looks like fun. Send me some

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Open Starter

Quaxo sighed as he looked at his paws, it was the morning after the ball and he couldn’t shake the uneasiness he was feeling. Yes his magic had worked but it was still so sporadic, there were times when he could feel the power building in his paws but it wouldn’t release. That was dangerous because if the bolts wouldn’t release on command, how could he hope they wouldn’t release when he didn’t command them. Quaxo needed to get this under control before he seriously hurt one of his fellow Jellicles. He was lucky nothing had happened last night even.

The small tuexdo cat glanced around the center of the Junkyard, grateful that the others seemed to be sleeping off their exhaustion from the night before so it was empty. Quaxo closed his eyes a moment, feeling the power charge in paws and then opened them to command a bolt forward but nothing happend.

“Bollocks…” he muttered to himself, very frustrated. “Why can I not control this better?”

[rvmpleteazer]

Honestly, Rumpleteazer thought crossly as she left her den, you have to learn some self control. Then you could be sleeping in like everybody else instead of tramping around the Junkyard. Starving from the night’s dancing, she and Mungojerrie had returned to their den and promtly eaten their entire stash of food before practically collapsing into bed to sleep. And when she’d woken up this morning to pee, she hadn’t been able to get back to sleep because her stupid stomach kept rumbling and she had no food to eat. And now she was stuck outside. I’m the only cat in the whole bloody Tribe who’s up, too-

Wait. Rumpleteazer paused, ears pricked. She was sure she’d heard a voice, albeit a quiet one. Was someone else awake? She instinctively dropped into a low stance, sneaking up towards the main clearing. Maybe there was gossip to be had, secrets to be heard. She poked her head up from behind the oven, peering out into the clearing. Quaxo was there, glaring at his hands. Hm. She sauntered out, clasping her paws behind her back.

“Whatcha doing?”

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Quaxo had been in such deep thought about his misbehaving magic that he hadn't even sensed Rumpleteazer coming up behind him and so when she spoke, it startled him so much he yelpled. Along with the yelp, his paws sparked slightly from the built up power and he immediately clenched them tightly to stop it, which was a tiny bit painful. "You gave me such a fright, Rumpleteazer!" Quaxo exclaimed trying to retain any bit of composure he had left which was not much since he was naturally pretty skittish anyway. "Do not be sneaking up on me in that manner. I did not expect anyone to be awake at this hour after our activities last night."

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"Tugger, against all my better judgement I am here to request your assistance with something."

“What do you need my help for, Quaxo? And why is it against your better judgement?”

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Quaxo chose to not answer Tugger’s second question, he didn’t see any point in trying to explain to the Maine coon that he didn’t trust his judgement or questionable values about half the time. “Well truthfully, Tugger, you are most likely the only one who realized that I was not able to control my magical powers well at the Jellicle Ball and honestly I was struggling quite a bit with them. I am not even completely sure how I was able to bring back Old Deuteronomy and was as surprised as you all were with my own potential. The problem is though, with my powers being so uncontrollable I am concerned they could potentially put many in danger and that is last thing I wish. So since you have been advocating so strongly own my behalf about them, perhaps you can assist me in learning how to control them or at the very least assist me finding someone who can.” @disobligingcat

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For the 2nd set of smartphone wallpapers, it’s all of my favorite Quaxo’s moments.

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Little Rascals RP Sentence Starters

"Why are boys such jerks?"

"Quick, what's the number for 911?"

"I hate your stinking guts. You make me vomit. You're scum between my toes!"

" You only meet your once in a lifetime friends... once in a lifetime."

"If we were your kids, we'd punish ourselves!"

"You can't treat people like this, Mister! "

"When's the last time we beat you up? "

"I'll let my self out."

"He took the best years of my life."

"That wasn't sand, that was kitty litter."

"You're a team, like Bert and Ernie, Superman and Clark Kent, Milli and Vanilli. "

"I'm usually a lover, not a fighter, but in your case, I'm willing to make an exception!"

"Love note? No, this is gonna be a hate note! "

"We've got a dollar, we've got a dollar, we've got a dollar, hey, hey, hey, hey. "

"They like to moon ya! "

"All knights ride into battle wearing the colors of their lady fair!"

"People, people, we need your money!"

"This tastes like somebody poured it through an old boot!"

"Girls have no sense of direction."

"You know, you're starting to get on my nerves."

"This is a side of you I've never seen before."

"There's a perfectly logical explanation for this which I'll make up later."

"Is that a cowlick, or are you just happy to see me?"

"Don't talk to me you Benedict Arnold! You, you Judas Priest!"

"Finders keepers, losers suck!"

"I wonder if she's not thinking of me, too?"

"Your loss, baby."

" I'll sell you my pickle for a nickle."

"Hold on to your beanie!"

"Why am I soaking wet?"

"Choose or die!"

"You know just what to say to take a girl's breath away."

"A candle lit lunch. I'm dazzled."

"You are a sweetiepoo."

"Oh, no, not pickles!"

"You sure know how to make a sand-wich!”

"While you feed my soul, I can feed your face."

"Have you lost your mind?"

"Well, I guess things just have to change sometimes."

"Just as I thought! You are ashamed of me!

"This will take her breath away."

"Hey, do you have a hamburger to go with that shake?"

"I don't have an ugly face you have an ugly face. Your mama has an ugly face!"

"Come back here you ugly little freak!"

"You have the sophistication of a woman of twelve."

"He's smooth as a baby's bottom."

"Would you think me forward if I asked you for a big wet one?"

"When he sings, it makes me melt like a popsicle on the Fourth of July."

"Oh you're so nice for bringing me here."

"Excuse me, I seem to have a little farfugnoogan."

"I'm not ashamed of you. I'm proud of you! I just don't want anybody to see you."

"That does it mister! I'm outta here!"

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Supernatural Season 1 Roleplay Sentence Starters

"I love the Smurfs."

"Okay. Thank you, Unsolved Mysteries."

"What were you thinking shooting Casper in the face, you freak?"

"Cause I was up at three, and you were watching the George Foreman infomercial."

"Hey, Poltergeist, I love that movie!"

"This is going to sound nuts, but we just don't have time for "The Truth Is Out There" speech right now..."

" This goes way beyond floating over a bed or barfing pea soup."

"Man, I look like one of the Blues Brothers."

"Do I look like Paris Hilton?"

"You mean, like the Vulcan mind meld?"

"Nice job, Dr. Venkman. Let’s check it out."

"Think we'll see a naked pillow fight?"

"You watch Oprah?"

"I love the guy, but I swear he writes like frigging Yoda."

"Let me know if you see any dead people, Haley Joel."

"Man, electroshock, lobotomies, they did some twisted stuff to these people. Kind of like my man Jack in Cuckoo's Nest."

"Have you ever actually watched daytime TV? It's terrible."

"That fabric softener teddy bear. Ooh, I want to hunt that little bitch down."

"That’s my favorite Godzilla movie! It’s so much better than the original, huh?"

"What, like a Da Vinci Code deal?"

"Oh we're going for it, baby. Head spinning, projectile vomiting, the whole nine yards."

"Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole."

"You look more like a seventh grader at his first dance."

"Boy, you put your foot on my coffee table, I'm going to whack you with a spoon."

"Dude, your fugly."

"Hey, you better take care of that car or I swear I'll haunt your ass."

" I'm not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren't even hot."

"Hey, next time we see you come back here, we'll put the fear of God in you."

"Next time you want to get laid, find a girl that's not so buckets of crazy, huh?"

"You afraid you gonna get a little Nair in your shampoo again, huh?"

"Well, I've got a yorkie upstairs and he pees when he's nervous."

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Life With Derek Roleplay Sentence Starters

"Really, 'cause you look like the ugly step-sister from Snow White."

"I have an announcement! I'm not wearing socks!"

"I never realized these things are so important to you men!"

"Yeah, I found that out the fun way on our old couch."

"You failed your English test? You do speak English, right?"

"This looks disgusting. When did you start to cook?"

"I don't believe it! Am I really having a conversation with the bane of my existence?"

"This sounds like it was written by a 10 year old!"

" If you don't have a place to put your toothbrush, what else do you have?"

"Oh, great! We're the next door neighbors from Hell!!"

"And any score less than 6, I'm supposed to call a social worker."

"Good, 'cause this house can't handle another boy-crazed girl."

"This is so boring. When is he going to stop talking? I'm hungry!"

"You are the guru of the sacred art of deceit. You and only you can help me in my hour of need."

"Wait a sec, who is that goddess?"

"So which one of you is the school's super keener?"

"You called me home because the party died!?"

"I know you don't know me. But I know about you. The lies, the cons, the scams. You're sort of my inspiration."

"I'm your worst nightmare and your biggest fan."

"Can't you see he's just buying you off with this fake generosity?"

"I'm not scrawny! I'm scrappy!"

"Wow, you guys have soap in there?"

" I just hope your singing is better then your shrieking."

" I never stopped liking you. I just stopped going out with you."

"Guys and girls are never just friends."

"The mailman is a chicken?"

"Sounds like somebody's jealous of somebody else's double-D body armor."

"Hey, you can't tell me what to do because you're not a woman!"

"Even if I could help, which I wouldn't she wouldn't accept my help which I'm not offering."

"That couch has history! It's been in my family since I was a teenager! I had my first kiss on that couch."

"Ok, I can't stop you two from going out but one request. Please no acting boyfriendy girlfriendy in front of me. I'd rather not puke in public."

"Yeah that's why you two deserve each other, and I don't want to be the cause of ending a friendship between two idiots!"

"Wait, you really are wearing my clothes!"