Feb 16, 2014
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Outofcards sends his URL all up in here
Opinion on;
Character in general: I have the deepest respect for OCs, especially for those who are thought out. As someone who got her first start in the RP community as an OC, I understand the hardships and the prejudice that they face. I admire you RPing an OC in such a picky fandom.
How they play them: I still owe you a reply weeps but I think you do such a great job with him! You challenge him to go beyond what he's comfortable and you keep yourself on your toes as far as developing him and I applaud you for it.
The Mun: From the chats we've had, they're such a sweetheart! You're such a dear and you're really kind.
Do I:
RP with them: Yes!
Want to RP with them: Always!
What is my;
Overall Opinion: What a cutie patootie <3
Closed (lucky-draw)
Mithien couldn't remember the last time she had been able to walk freely through a city. Voices painted the air all around her, the scent of baking bread wafting towards her, sunshine beating down on her braided hair. She moved silently down the stone streets, scanning the shops. Where was it? Mithien stopped walking, a lick of irritation rising in her. She was horrible at navigating through cities, especially alone. Sighing, she scanned the passing pedestrians, wondering who she could ask for help. She noticed the double-rose patch of a Garrison soldier and decided that was her best option. She walked after the retreating form quickly, veering around other people. "Excuse me?" She called, but her voice was too quiet to bridge the distance. Mithien jogged forward more quickly, finally catching up to the Garrison soldier. "Sorry, could I get your help with something?" she asked.
