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[that-random-rper]

Ayo, Welcome!

I'm new to the whole rp/ask blog thing, so this won't be too big of a post, just some essential stuff :3

Also go follow my main if you want :p @puffybunz

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Muse #1

Name: Mara

Age: N/A

Species: Sentient Porcelain Doll

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Pansexual

Muse #2

Name: Ann

Age: immortal, fam- (she looks about 20 tho)

Species: Phoenix

Pronouns: She/Her (doesn't mind they/them)

Sexuality: Bisexual

Muse #3

Name: Vex

Age: was 19 when she died

Species: Ghost

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: Ace

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Da Rules (may add more later)

Keep it PG-

Don't hesitate to send in rp starters to the ask box!

Plz put trigger warnings on sensitive topics

Any ask blog is welcome to interact! (As long as the rules are followed!)

No NSFW (go to horny jail)

That is all, enjoy!!!

[retribution-seeking-goat-skull]

[ @that-random-rper ] betcha thought I was ded huh

A young woman with ash blonde hair stood in an unlit alley, seemingly waiting. For who? Well? That'd be apparent soon enough. This woman, Mara, had plans. Nothing malicious, but plans nonetheless. All she needed to do was hope that the person she was looking for would actually come this way. [hint hint]

Fuck, that harpy really fucking knew how to hide when she needed to. Tabi had seen neither hide nor hair from her ever since the restaurant incident, though it wasn't like he'd had the time to look as closely as before. Not with those pigs after skull. Figures. He walked into an alleyway, intending to use it as a shortcut to Aldryx's home when they spotted her, pupils shrinking warily. Anyone standing around in a dark alleyway was suspicious, if not outright dangerous.

"... You lost or some shit?"

His tone was full of faux amiacaleness.

[that-random-rper]

Mara looked at the man speaking to her, quickly realizing that this is who she'd been waiting for in the first.

"No, actually.."

She approaches a bit, still leaving quite a bit of open space between the two.

"Tabi, correct? I've been looking for you specifically."

[I think you know where this is going]

[retribution-seeking-goat-skull]

The skull headed man's 'eyes' narrowed, suddenly even more wary of whoever this was. People looking for him was almost never good, and skull doubted this would be a time in which it was. He pet his pocket, making sure that their pocket knife was right where he wanted it to be, before pulling it out in one fluid motion.

"... What do you want."

[that-random-rper]

The woman took in a silent breath, knowing that this had more than one outcome that would end terribly. But hey, she's already here so she might as well try.

"This is going to sound crazy, but.. I might have a way to make you human again."

[retribution-seeking-goat-skull]

[ @that-random-rper ] betcha thought I was ded huh

A young woman with ash blonde hair stood in an unlit alley, seemingly waiting. For who? Well? That'd be apparent soon enough. This woman, Mara, had plans. Nothing malicious, but plans nonetheless. All she needed to do was hope that the person she was looking for would actually come this way. [hint hint]

Fuck, that harpy really fucking knew how to hide when she needed to. Tabi had seen neither hide nor hair from her ever since the restaurant incident, though it wasn't like he'd had the time to look as closely as before. Not with those pigs after skull. Figures. He walked into an alleyway, intending to use it as a shortcut to Aldryx's home when they spotted her, pupils shrinking warily. Anyone standing around in a dark alleyway was suspicious, if not outright dangerous.

"... You lost or some shit?"

His tone was full of faux amiacaleness.

[that-random-rper]

Mara looked at the man speaking to her, quickly realizing that this is who she'd been waiting for in the first.

"No, actually.."

She approaches a bit, still leaving quite a bit of open space between the two.

"Tabi, correct? I've been looking for you specifically."

[I think you know where this is going]

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

@that-random-rper

Mara found her way to the court, leaning against a pole for support. She really should've been more careful, instead of straining her body so much. Deep cracks were forming along her porcelain skin. They weren't as painful as they used to be, but the dull, drawn out pain was arguably worse. It doesn't seem like she even noticed anyone was there. It was pretty dark out, after all.

(Finally getting in on the rping cuz why not-)

By this time, Hex was back home, but Whitty most certainly wasn't. There were times he preferred the graffiti and familiarity of his alleyways, and today was one of those days. He wouldn't have noticed the girl if he'd been anyone else, but life on the run had made him much more aware. He'd have tense up if she didn't sound pained. So, instead of getting ready to attack, he started to walk over to her.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"It's...a bit hard to explain." She reluctantly rolled up one of her sleeves, exposing the various cracks going all the way up her arm. "This has happened before, but it's still painful." Mara sighed, looking down at the floor. "It comes with being made of porcelain, I guess."

The robot's displayed eyes narrowed slightly, concerned for the stranger.

"... Well, then you came to the right place. You can rest here as long as you need."

Whitty nodded, looking back at his partner. He knew the robot would've reacted like this, after all.

[that-random-rper]

"Ah, thank you so much." She smiled, happy to have met such nice people. "Oh, I never introduced myself! My name is Mara."

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"It's very nice to meet you, Mara. My name's Hex, and this is my partner, Whitty."

As he spoke, the robot held his partner's hand gently, slowly pulling on it to give her room to enter the house.

[that-random-rper]

Upon entering, Mara immediately noticed how much cozier the place felt inside compared to the outside. It was also very surprising how calm she was being, despite having stated her less than ideal circumstances.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

They both walked in after her, Whitty shutting the door behind the three of them.

"Well, make yourself at home! Is there anything you'd like? A glass of water, perhaps?"

He was very much not fond of water, but maybe that's exactly what she needed.

[that-random-rper]

She shook her head in response. "Thank you for offering, though." she added, fidgeting with her hands a bit. It was a small habit of hers. "I'm not exactly human, so I don't have the same needs."

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"Ah. No, no, it's fine, it was mostly a formality. I happen to be deadly afraid of water."

The robot gave Maya a sheepish smile. If she'd said yes,he would've asked Whitty to do it instead.

"Is there anything you want, then?"

[that-random-rper]

"Not really. Besides, you're already helping by letting me stay for the night." Mara smiled. Not many people would be so willing to help out a total stranger, but meeting those who were was a nice feeling.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

Hex nodded understandingly, smile friendly.

"Well, then make yourself at home! If you ever do need anything, though, don't hesitate to call out for me, alright?"

[that-random-rper]

Mara nodded. "Of course. An again, thank you for helping me." she added. "Not many people would offer help to a complete stranger."

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

@that-random-rper

Mara found her way to the court, leaning against a pole for support. She really should've been more careful, instead of straining her body so much. Deep cracks were forming along her porcelain skin. They weren't as painful as they used to be, but the dull, drawn out pain was arguably worse. It doesn't seem like she even noticed anyone was there. It was pretty dark out, after all.

(Finally getting in on the rping cuz why not-)

By this time, Hex was back home, but Whitty most certainly wasn't. There were times he preferred the graffiti and familiarity of his alleyways, and today was one of those days. He wouldn't have noticed the girl if he'd been anyone else, but life on the run had made him much more aware. He'd have tense up if she didn't sound pained. So, instead of getting ready to attack, he started to walk over to her.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"It's...a bit hard to explain." She reluctantly rolled up one of her sleeves, exposing the various cracks going all the way up her arm. "This has happened before, but it's still painful." Mara sighed, looking down at the floor. "It comes with being made of porcelain, I guess."

The robot's displayed eyes narrowed slightly, concerned for the stranger.

"... Well, then you came to the right place. You can rest here as long as you need."

Whitty nodded, looking back at his partner. He knew the robot would've reacted like this, after all.

[that-random-rper]

"Ah, thank you so much." She smiled, happy to have met such nice people. "Oh, I never introduced myself! My name is Mara."

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"It's very nice to meet you, Mara. My name's Hex, and this is my partner, Whitty."

As he spoke, the robot held his partner's hand gently, slowly pulling on it to give her room to enter the house.

[that-random-rper]

Upon entering, Mara immediately noticed how much cozier the place felt inside compared to the outside. It was also very surprising how calm she was being, despite having stated her less than ideal circumstances.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

They both walked in after her, Whitty shutting the door behind the three of them.

"Well, make yourself at home! Is there anything you'd like? A glass of water, perhaps?"

He was very much not fond of water, but maybe that's exactly what she needed.

[that-random-rper]

She shook her head in response. "Thank you for offering, though." she added, fidgeting with her hands a bit. It was a small habit of hers. "I'm not exactly human, so I don't have the same needs."

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"Ah. No, no, it's fine, it was mostly a formality. I happen to be deadly afraid of water."

The robot gave Maya a sheepish smile. If she'd said yes,he would've asked Whitty to do it instead.

"Is there anything you want, then?"

[that-random-rper]

"Not really. Besides, you're already helping by letting me stay for the night." Mara smiled. Not many people would be so willing to help out a total stranger, but meeting those who were was a nice feeling.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

@that-random-rper

Mara found her way to the court, leaning against a pole for support. She really should've been more careful, instead of straining her body so much. Deep cracks were forming along her porcelain skin. They weren't as painful as they used to be, but the dull, drawn out pain was arguably worse. It doesn't seem like she even noticed anyone was there. It was pretty dark out, after all.

(Finally getting in on the rping cuz why not-)

By this time, Hex was back home, but Whitty most certainly wasn't. There were times he preferred the graffiti and familiarity of his alleyways, and today was one of those days. He wouldn't have noticed the girl if he'd been anyone else, but life on the run had made him much more aware. He'd have tense up if she didn't sound pained. So, instead of getting ready to attack, he started to walk over to her.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"It's...a bit hard to explain." She reluctantly rolled up one of her sleeves, exposing the various cracks going all the way up her arm. "This has happened before, but it's still painful." Mara sighed, looking down at the floor. "It comes with being made of porcelain, I guess."

The robot's displayed eyes narrowed slightly, concerned for the stranger.

"... Well, then you came to the right place. You can rest here as long as you need."

Whitty nodded, looking back at his partner. He knew the robot would've reacted like this, after all.

[that-random-rper]

"Ah, thank you so much." She smiled, happy to have met such nice people. "Oh, I never introduced myself! My name is Mara."

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"It's very nice to meet you, Mara. My name's Hex, and this is my partner, Whitty."

As he spoke, the robot held his partner's hand gently, slowly pulling on it to give her room to enter the house.

[that-random-rper]

Upon entering, Mara immediately noticed how much cozier the place felt inside compared to the outside. It was also very surprising how calm she was being, despite having stated her less than ideal circumstances.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

They both walked in after her, Whitty shutting the door behind the three of them.

"Well, make yourself at home! Is there anything you'd like? A glass of water, perhaps?"

He was very much not fond of water, but maybe that's exactly what she needed.

[that-random-rper]

She shook her head in response. "Thank you for offering, though." she added, fidgeting with her hands a bit. It was a small habit of hers. "I'm not exactly human, so I don't have the same needs."

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

@that-random-rper

Mara found her way to the court, leaning against a pole for support. She really should've been more careful, instead of straining her body so much. Deep cracks were forming along her porcelain skin. They weren't as painful as they used to be, but the dull, drawn out pain was arguably worse. It doesn't seem like she even noticed anyone was there. It was pretty dark out, after all.

(Finally getting in on the rping cuz why not-)

By this time, Hex was back home, but Whitty most certainly wasn't. There were times he preferred the graffiti and familiarity of his alleyways, and today was one of those days. He wouldn't have noticed the girl if he'd been anyone else, but life on the run had made him much more aware. He'd have tense up if she didn't sound pained. So, instead of getting ready to attack, he started to walk over to her.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"It's...a bit hard to explain." She reluctantly rolled up one of her sleeves, exposing the various cracks going all the way up her arm. "This has happened before, but it's still painful." Mara sighed, looking down at the floor. "It comes with being made of porcelain, I guess."

The robot's displayed eyes narrowed slightly, concerned for the stranger.

"... Well, then you came to the right place. You can rest here as long as you need."

Whitty nodded, looking back at his partner. He knew the robot would've reacted like this, after all.

[that-random-rper]

"Ah, thank you so much." She smiled, happy to have met such nice people. "Oh, I never introduced myself! My name is Mara."

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"It's very nice to meet you, Mara. My name's Hex, and this is my partner, Whitty."

As he spoke, the robot held his partner's hand gently, slowly pulling on it to give her room to enter the house.

[that-random-rper]

Upon entering, Mara immediately noticed how much cozier the place felt inside compared to the outside. It was also very surprising how calm she was being, despite having stated her less than ideal circumstances.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

@that-random-rper

Mara found her way to the court, leaning against a pole for support. She really should've been more careful, instead of straining her body so much. Deep cracks were forming along her porcelain skin. They weren't as painful as they used to be, but the dull, drawn out pain was arguably worse. It doesn't seem like she even noticed anyone was there. It was pretty dark out, after all.

(Finally getting in on the rping cuz why not-)

By this time, Hex was back home, but Whitty most certainly wasn't. There were times he preferred the graffiti and familiarity of his alleyways, and today was one of those days. He wouldn't have noticed the girl if he'd been anyone else, but life on the run had made him much more aware. He'd have tense up if she didn't sound pained. So, instead of getting ready to attack, he started to walk over to her.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"It's...a bit hard to explain." She reluctantly rolled up one of her sleeves, exposing the various cracks going all the way up her arm. "This has happened before, but it's still painful." Mara sighed, looking down at the floor. "It comes with being made of porcelain, I guess."

The robot's displayed eyes narrowed slightly, concerned for the stranger.

"... Well, then you came to the right place. You can rest here as long as you need."

Whitty nodded, looking back at his partner. He knew the robot would've reacted like this, after all.

[that-random-rper]

"Ah, thank you so much." She smiled, happy to have met such nice people. "Oh, I never introduced myself! My name is Mara."

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

@that-random-rper

Mara found her way to the court, leaning against a pole for support. She really should've been more careful, instead of straining her body so much. Deep cracks were forming along her porcelain skin. They weren't as painful as they used to be, but the dull, drawn out pain was arguably worse. It doesn't seem like she even noticed anyone was there. It was pretty dark out, after all.

(Finally getting in on the rping cuz why not-)

By this time, Hex was back home, but Whitty most certainly wasn't. There were times he preferred the graffiti and familiarity of his alleyways, and today was one of those days. He wouldn't have noticed the girl if he'd been anyone else, but life on the run had made him much more aware. He'd have tense up if she didn't sound pained. So, instead of getting ready to attack, he started to walk over to her.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

Well, her home was pretty far from here, and she didn't have any reason not to trust him. "I don't mind at all." she smiled. "Thank you for the help, I really do appreciate it."

The bombhead nodded, a small smile on his face.

"I'll lead the way, then. And it's fine, no need to thank me."

He then started to walk, slowly, so that she wouldn't get hurt as they did.

[that-random-rper]

Mara walked with him, happy to have met someone so nice. His partner sounded nice as well, she was a bit excited to meet them.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

After a few minutes they arrived at a rather grand house, more like a mansion. Whitty rang the doorbell, and after some seconds-

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Me, duh."

His tone was full of warmth, a small ding and the metal gate opening right after he finished speaking.

[that-random-rper]

Okay, this was a nice place. Mara was honestly impressed. She adjusted her sleeves a bit, suddenly feeling nervous. Well, nothing she can do about that right now.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

The bombhead started to walk up the marble steps, hands in his pockets. This place was almost like a home to him, but honestly, he still preferred his own alleyway. Peaceful, really. The door was opened by a tall robot, slightly smaller than Whitty, but tall nonetheless. Most likely the owner of the house.

[that-random-rper]

For the most part, Mara stayed silent, but still greeted the robot with a smile. She wasn't quite sure what to say, but at least they seemed nice.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"Whitty! I didn't know you were coming over!"

"Well, I wasn't planning to, until I saw her."

Hex looked at the stranger, a comforting smile on his screen. He didn't know exactly what had happened, but it was clear she wasn't in the best condition.

"Come on in, then!"

[that-random-rper]

"Thank you." she replied, walking inside with Whitty. She was definitely grateful for the help. Mara was usually the one offering help to others, so being the one receiving it was a nice change.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

The inside was certainly warmer than the outside, though still very extravagant. The bot moved aside to let both of them come in.

"Are you alright?"

He didn't know how to say it in a way that sounded somewhat polite, so he left it as is.

[that-random-rper]

"It's...a bit hard to explain." She reluctantly rolled up one of her sleeves, exposing the various cracks going all the way up her arm. "This has happened before, but it's still painful." Mara sighed, looking down at the floor. "It comes with being made of porcelain, I guess."

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

@that-random-rper

Mara found her way to the court, leaning against a pole for support. She really should've been more careful, instead of straining her body so much. Deep cracks were forming along her porcelain skin. They weren't as painful as they used to be, but the dull, drawn out pain was arguably worse. It doesn't seem like she even noticed anyone was there. It was pretty dark out, after all.

(Finally getting in on the rping cuz why not-)

By this time, Hex was back home, but Whitty most certainly wasn't. There were times he preferred the graffiti and familiarity of his alleyways, and today was one of those days. He wouldn't have noticed the girl if he'd been anyone else, but life on the run had made him much more aware. He'd have tense up if she didn't sound pained. So, instead of getting ready to attack, he started to walk over to her.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

Well, her home was pretty far from here, and she didn't have any reason not to trust him. "I don't mind at all." she smiled. "Thank you for the help, I really do appreciate it."

The bombhead nodded, a small smile on his face.

"I'll lead the way, then. And it's fine, no need to thank me."

He then started to walk, slowly, so that she wouldn't get hurt as they did.

[that-random-rper]

Mara walked with him, happy to have met someone so nice. His partner sounded nice as well, she was a bit excited to meet them.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

After a few minutes they arrived at a rather grand house, more like a mansion. Whitty rang the doorbell, and after some seconds-

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Me, duh."

His tone was full of warmth, a small ding and the metal gate opening right after he finished speaking.

[that-random-rper]

Okay, this was a nice place. Mara was honestly impressed. She adjusted her sleeves a bit, suddenly feeling nervous. Well, nothing she can do about that right now.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

The bombhead started to walk up the marble steps, hands in his pockets. This place was almost like a home to him, but honestly, he still preferred his own alleyway. Peaceful, really. The door was opened by a tall robot, slightly smaller than Whitty, but tall nonetheless. Most likely the owner of the house.

[that-random-rper]

For the most part, Mara stayed silent, but still greeted the robot with a smile. She wasn't quite sure what to say, but at least they seemed nice.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"Whitty! I didn't know you were coming over!"

"Well, I wasn't planning to, until I saw her."

Hex looked at the stranger, a comforting smile on his screen. He didn't know exactly what had happened, but it was clear she wasn't in the best condition.

"Come on in, then!"

[that-random-rper]

"Thank you." she replied, walking inside with Whitty. She was definitely grateful for the help. Mara was usually the one offering help to others, so being the one receiving it was a nice change.

[raging-ram-skull]

@that-random-rper

(We'll just say that this is in an alleyway)

A girl with a fluffy white ponytail approached Tabi, her black heels clicking against the concrete beneath her. "Hey. It's Tabi, right?" She asked on order to get his attention.

"My name is Mara. I've been looking for you."

The ram skulled man stared at the stranger, his pupils dimming. His hand went down to his pocket, making sure his knife was in reaching condition, just in case.

"... What do you want with me."

[raging-ram-skull]

She nodded. "I would need some time to prepare, but I really think it's possible." She had a determined look in her eyes as she spoke. That, combined with her tone of voice made it very clear that she meant every word.

"... Why?"

He couldn't understand why she'd be doing this. Helping him in such a way. What did she have to gain from this? He was a mess, a broken, revengeful one at that.

[that-random-rper]

"... I hate seeing people suffering." She explained. "I want to do anything within my power to help people. You can call it cliché, but it's the truth." The emotion in Mara's voice was proof enough that she was being genuine. "And you're no exception. So, please let me help you."

[raging-ram-skull]

"..."

Tabi started to laugh, dry and humorless. Guess there was still some good people left in this god forsaken world. He couldn't think of himself as such, but definitely this stranger.

"Well, I'll be damned. There's still some good in this hellhole."

[that-random-rper]

Mara smiled at his response. She'd been worried that this could go wrong, but it went better than she thought. "A close friend of mine already offered to help me with preparations. My place isn't too far from here, if you wanted to meet her."

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

@that-random-rper

Mara found her way to the court, leaning against a pole for support. She really should've been more careful, instead of straining her body so much. Deep cracks were forming along her porcelain skin. They weren't as painful as they used to be, but the dull, drawn out pain was arguably worse. It doesn't seem like she even noticed anyone was there. It was pretty dark out, after all.

(Finally getting in on the rping cuz why not-)

By this time, Hex was back home, but Whitty most certainly wasn't. There were times he preferred the graffiti and familiarity of his alleyways, and today was one of those days. He wouldn't have noticed the girl if he'd been anyone else, but life on the run had made him much more aware. He'd have tense up if she didn't sound pained. So, instead of getting ready to attack, he started to walk over to her.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

Well, her home was pretty far from here, and she didn't have any reason not to trust him. "I don't mind at all." she smiled. "Thank you for the help, I really do appreciate it."

The bombhead nodded, a small smile on his face.

"I'll lead the way, then. And it's fine, no need to thank me."

He then started to walk, slowly, so that she wouldn't get hurt as they did.

[that-random-rper]

Mara walked with him, happy to have met someone so nice. His partner sounded nice as well, she was a bit excited to meet them.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

After a few minutes they arrived at a rather grand house, more like a mansion. Whitty rang the doorbell, and after some seconds-

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Me, duh."

His tone was full of warmth, a small ding and the metal gate opening right after he finished speaking.

[that-random-rper]

Okay, this was a nice place. Mara was honestly impressed. She adjusted her sleeves a bit, suddenly feeling nervous. Well, nothing she can do about that right now.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

The bombhead started to walk up the marble steps, hands in his pockets. This place was almost like a home to him, but honestly, he still preferred his own alleyway. Peaceful, really. The door was opened by a tall robot, slightly smaller than Whitty, but tall nonetheless. Most likely the owner of the house.

[that-random-rper]

For the most part, Mara stayed silent, but still greeted the robot with a smile. She wasn't quite sure what to say, but at least they seemed nice.

[raging-ram-skull]

@that-random-rper

(We'll just say that this is in an alleyway)

A girl with a fluffy white ponytail approached Tabi, her black heels clicking against the concrete beneath her. "Hey. It's Tabi, right?" She asked on order to get his attention.

"My name is Mara. I've been looking for you."

The ram skulled man stared at the stranger, his pupils dimming. His hand went down to his pocket, making sure his knife was in reaching condition, just in case.

"... What do you want with me."

[raging-ram-skull]

She nodded. "I would need some time to prepare, but I really think it's possible." She had a determined look in her eyes as she spoke. That, combined with her tone of voice made it very clear that she meant every word.

"... Why?"

He couldn't understand why she'd be doing this. Helping him in such a way. What did she have to gain from this? He was a mess, a broken, revengeful one at that.

[that-random-rper]

"... I hate seeing people suffering." She explained. "I want to do anything within my power to help people. You can call it cliché, but it's the truth." The emotion in Mara's voice was proof enough that she was being genuine. "And you're no exception. So, please let me help you."

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

@that-random-rper

Mara found her way to the court, leaning against a pole for support. She really should've been more careful, instead of straining her body so much. Deep cracks were forming along her porcelain skin. They weren't as painful as they used to be, but the dull, drawn out pain was arguably worse. It doesn't seem like she even noticed anyone was there. It was pretty dark out, after all.

(Finally getting in on the rping cuz why not-)

By this time, Hex was back home, but Whitty most certainly wasn't. There were times he preferred the graffiti and familiarity of his alleyways, and today was one of those days. He wouldn't have noticed the girl if he'd been anyone else, but life on the run had made him much more aware. He'd have tense up if she didn't sound pained. So, instead of getting ready to attack, he started to walk over to her.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

Well, her home was pretty far from here, and she didn't have any reason not to trust him. "I don't mind at all." she smiled. "Thank you for the help, I really do appreciate it."

The bombhead nodded, a small smile on his face.

"I'll lead the way, then. And it's fine, no need to thank me."

He then started to walk, slowly, so that she wouldn't get hurt as they did.

[that-random-rper]

Mara walked with him, happy to have met someone so nice. His partner sounded nice as well, she was a bit excited to meet them.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

After a few minutes they arrived at a rather grand house, more like a mansion. Whitty rang the doorbell, and after some seconds-

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Me, duh."

His tone was full of warmth, a small ding and the metal gate opening right after he finished speaking.

[that-random-rper]

Okay, this was a nice place. Mara was honestly impressed. She adjusted her sleeves a bit, suddenly feeling nervous. Well, nothing she can do about that right now.

[raging-ram-skull]

@that-random-rper

(We'll just say that this is in an alleyway)

A girl with a fluffy white ponytail approached Tabi, her black heels clicking against the concrete beneath her. "Hey. It's Tabi, right?" She asked on order to get his attention.

"My name is Mara. I've been looking for you."

The ram skulled man stared at the stranger, his pupils dimming. His hand went down to his pocket, making sure his knife was in reaching condition, just in case.

"... What do you want with me."

[that-random-rper]

The girl got a bit closer, still keeping her distance for obvious reasons. "I know you may not believe me, but.." She began to fidget a bit with her hands, thinking of all the ways this could go wrong. "...I might be able to help you."

[raging-ram-skull]

As if that didn't sound suspicious at all.

"Spill, then. What is this oh so wonderful help you can give me? And what's it gonna cost?"

His tone was very sarcastic. Nothing in this world came for free, he knew that well.

[that-random-rper]

The sarcastic tone didn't surprise her. She figured something like this would happen. Mara shook her head. Taking a breath, she mentally braced herself for the worst, but still keeping her composure.

"I might be able to make you human again."

(It's alternate universe time up in here, bitches)

[raging-ram-skull]

(Jfjkekfkkf-)

It was almost scary how quick his pupils had disappeared.

"... What?"

His tone was hopeful, but highly incredulous. There was no way. Brad dreamed of it, but that was all it was. A dream.

[that-random-rper]

She nodded. "I would need some time to prepare, but I really think it's possible." She had a determined look in her eyes as she spoke. That, combined with her tone of voice made it very clear that she meant every word.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

@that-random-rper

Mara found her way to the court, leaning against a pole for support. She really should've been more careful, instead of straining her body so much. Deep cracks were forming along her porcelain skin. They weren't as painful as they used to be, but the dull, drawn out pain was arguably worse. It doesn't seem like she even noticed anyone was there. It was pretty dark out, after all.

(Finally getting in on the rping cuz why not-)

By this time, Hex was back home, but Whitty most certainly wasn't. There were times he preferred the graffiti and familiarity of his alleyways, and today was one of those days. He wouldn't have noticed the girl if he'd been anyone else, but life on the run had made him much more aware. He'd have tense up if she didn't sound pained. So, instead of getting ready to attack, he started to walk over to her.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

Well, her home was pretty far from here, and she didn't have any reason not to trust him. "I don't mind at all." she smiled. "Thank you for the help, I really do appreciate it."

The bombhead nodded, a small smile on his face.

"I'll lead the way, then. And it's fine, no need to thank me."

He then started to walk, slowly, so that she wouldn't get hurt as they did.

[that-random-rper]

Mara walked with him, happy to have met someone so nice. His partner sounded nice as well, she was a bit excited to meet them.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

@that-random-rper

Mara found her way to the court, leaning against a pole for support. She really should've been more careful, instead of straining her body so much. Deep cracks were forming along her porcelain skin. They weren't as painful as they used to be, but the dull, drawn out pain was arguably worse. It doesn't seem like she even noticed anyone was there. It was pretty dark out, after all.

(Finally getting in on the rping cuz why not-)

By this time, Hex was back home, but Whitty most certainly wasn't. There were times he preferred the graffiti and familiarity of his alleyways, and today was one of those days. He wouldn't have noticed the girl if he'd been anyone else, but life on the run had made him much more aware. He'd have tense up if she didn't sound pained. So, instead of getting ready to attack, he started to walk over to her.

[that-random-rper]

Just as she caught her breath, Mara noticed Whitty in her peripheral vision. She immediately turned to face him, clearly caught off guard. "..!" She stayed mostly silent, trying to find something to say.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

The bombhead paused, trying to figure out what to say. He didn't want to scare her, after all.

"... Are you... Alright? You look like you're in pain."

[that-random-rper]

"Ah, I'm alright! Just hurts a bit." Mara responded, rubbing her arm which accidentally pulled her sleeve up, making the cracks along her arm even more visible.

It didn't seem like she was alright.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"... You don't look too good at all. Are you sure you don't need anything?"

He didn't want to push too hard, but it didn't look like she was doing too well, either.

[that-random-rper]

She simply shook her head. "I'm fine, really!" she insisted. Not even a second after saying that, Mara winced as a few more cracks traveled up her neck. "Trust me, it's not the first time this has happened. I can usually just wait it out."

yeah, she's not fooling anyone-

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"... Let me help, at least."

The bombhead wasn't going to budge, it seemed. He knew that he was a total stranger to her, but even then he hoped to help.

[that-random-rper]

Mara sighed. She hated having people worry about her, but there didn't seem to be a way out of this. "If you insist.."

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

At her agreement, the bombhead started to walk a bit closer to her. Throughout their conversation he'd kept himself a sizable distance away for her comfort, but now that he'd been allowed to help he needed to take a closer look at her injuries.

"... Has this ever happened before?"

[that-random-rper]

She nodded. "It mostly happens when I strain my body too much." she explained. It made sense to her, considering she's a sentient porcelain doll and wasn't meant to be alive in the first place. Her body isn't made to handle the magic she was accidentally given.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

"What do you usually do to fix it, then?"

He wasn't too well versed in fixing things, just destroying them instead. Even now he was afraid to touch her and make it worse, his hands were hard and cold.

[that-random-rper]

Mara had to think for a moment. "I normally just wait it out." she responded. "I don't know if there's much I can do beyond that." even if there was something she could do, she'd be too scared of making the situation worse.

[ask-hex-and-whitty]

Mara had to think for a moment. "I normally just wait it out." she responded. "I don't know if there's much I can do beyond that." even if there was something she could do, she'd be too scared of making the situation worse.

That was definitely not a good sign.

"... I have a place you can stay for the night. My partner's home, in fact. If you don't mind?"

He didn't know how to handle the situation. Hex would know what to do.

[that-random-rper]

Well, her home was pretty far from here, and she didn't have any reason not to trust him. "I don't mind at all." she smiled. "Thank you for the help, I really do appreciate it."