#ask-1112

[ask0911]

394 walked into the police department and up to the desk, staring at 911 with a sparkle in her eyes. She seemed interested. Probably something about the badge. It's usually the badge, isn't it?

Looking up from her phone, a pair of vibrant, golden eyes met Demi’s. The girl standing in front of her desk didn’t look at all familiar to her. Maybe it was a client? A victim? Is there trouble happening among the city? The mathematical symbols on her cheeks faintly pulsed in excitement.

“Um! Hello! Is there something I can do for you... ?”

[test-the-temperamentals-blog]

Huh? ... You looked a lot more threatening when you weren't lacking body parts. I guess the missing eye does have some violent, blood-thirsty aesthetic to it, though...

Cornelius: Threatening? Oh. I suppose it could be considered an.. anesthetic? But I’m not sure about violent. How could a missing arm make one look more violent? But.. It really has been.. a while.

[ask0014]

The biggest question Bleak had when entering a room was whether she wanted to break a window or just ring the god damn door bell. In this case, she compromised, and kicked the door open. Unfortunately, the door didn't break with only that amount of forcefulness. Should have put her back into it. Damn good carpentry. "Ah well... meal time."

Chris gripped the side of the table that he had been sitting at to keep his balance. He took a second to catch his breath before he made an attempt to study the person in front him. Person? They didn’t seem to be human with their long horns and animal-like ears. What did they say? Something about a meal? The comment suddenly reminded him of the pizza he had been occupied with until his door had nearly been shot of his hinges. 

If it meant giving his dinner to whoever this was and making them go away, by all means.

He pushed the meal on the table towards her. “If it’s a meal you want… I suppose you can have mine.”

[theamazing1010]

You should take over the world with goats.

[askfanproscafe]

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Bleak blinked, staring at the building in front of her. It was rather out of the way from Jenny’s place, but that didn’t mean much for Bleak, who was simply roaming the city. Slowly, if not cautiously, she entered through the glass door, peering into the mass of people who sat ever-so-elegantly at cutesy little tables.

It wouldn’t hurt to try something new every once in a while… right? The smell of baked goods permeated her senses and she grimaced before taking a seat. How could humans eat these things? Well, maybe they tasted better than they smelled.

Gula could hear the sound of the bells ringing as someone walked through the door. She made her way too the front of the restaurant. Brushing off her apron she looked over at the newcomer a bright smile coming to her lips. The creature had beautiful horns that raised over her head like a crown. Long curly blonde hair that seemed to glow in the sunlight. 

"Welcome to the Busy Bean! My name is Gula would you like a menu or something to start off with?" Gula felt frazzled as she was captivated by the beautiful woman before her. She cleared her throat and folded her hands in front of her. "Please take a seat wherever you like."