Role Play Here

Gon' rejoin this. xD

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Name: Connor James Matthews

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Breed: x

Where are you from: "Your mom."

Personality: Connor is very quiet and shy. He rarely ever talks to strangers unless there's something about them that he likes. He's a real good judge of character, and will speak to you only if he feels you are worthy. Along with being socially awkward and anti-social, he has a bit of depression and anxiety causing him to self-harm. He has scars and cuts on his arms.

Looks:

Other: Connor is a neko. His ears blend with his hair, and he tries to hide his tail the best he can, for he hates being of the species.

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Name: Noelle (Elle) Elise Evans

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Breed: "I'm...normal."

Where are you from: "Um...my..mother?"

Personality: Noelle is happy and bubbly, always having a smile on her face. She tries to always be uplifting to everyone around her, and make everyone be as happy she is. Meet her.

Looks:

Other: x

Joker sat in the tree tops, as she 

did often. She wrapped her tail are 

the branch to keep her up. She 

spotted a deer below, but let it live

since she wasn't that hungry at the

moment. She laid back and closed her 

eyes, letting her bright red cat ears

fall back against her head. She began

to hum quietly to herself.

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Emory threw the knife at a nearby

tree, piercing it. He sighed, bored.

accepted!

Name: Robi

Age: ummm.... I shall make her.... 16? 17? She had grown up so much. *sniffles*

Gender: female

Breed: human

Where are you from: The Last Dragon

Personality: meet her

Looks:  dark black hair, shining yellow eyes

Other: Has a way with animals, and is like a sniper with the bow and arrow. Never misses.

Name: Charlie

Age: 20

Gender: male

Breed: human

Where are you from: a land of my imagination

Personality: meet him

Looks:  blondeish ginger hair, and greenish blue eyes.

Other: nope!

I shall make you Peter. x3

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Name: Peter Pan

Age: I shall make him...18.

Gender: Male

Breed: x

Where are you from: The books, the movies, and the TV show.

Looks:

Other: Tinkerbell is his little fairy friend.

Robi sat in the shade, watching a squirrel run through the bright, lush green trees.

"Shush, be quiet, Tink!" Peter whispered waving her away from the collar of his green shirt she was pulling on. He was spying on a girl from a tree. She seemed oddly familiar, and he was determined to figure out why. He swiftly flew from the tree and into a closer one, where he could observe better. Tinkerbell was not amused by this at all. She was angry as always, and right now her faint glow was a bit tinted in red. "Where do'ya think she's from? She's so familiar!" he whispered to Tink. Tinkerbell stuck her tongue out at him and crossed her arms, not answering.

Robi slowly, as the squirrel came closer, took out her bow and loaded it. She was visably more healthy, and happier then when Peter had first found her, and she had grown up to be rather beutifull. As she loaded her bow, it was almost as if she wasn't moving. She held out the bow in frount of her, and aimed.

Peter got to his feet on the branch, watching with intensity as she aimed for a shot. He was particularily good with a slingshot. Though had never tried a bow. His mind was still clouded with thoughts, not sure where he'd seen her from, yet he knew he'd seen her somewhere. Tink sat on a leaf, her legs dangling off. She preferred to be Neverland. And wanted Peter all to herself. Not in a relationship sort of way, but as a friend. She looked over at him with a softened expression, wondering how could she snap him out of this mess.

Robi hit the squirell, right in the eye (I'm bringing a bit of katniss into her to make her even more awesome). A cat, rather large, looking maybe about 3-4 years ran over, picking it up by the tail, and bringing it to her. "Good boy, Chex! Do you think we'll be able to catch something larger with using this as bait, or do we even want to take the chance?" Chex meowed, and Robi seemed to understand. "Alright, we'll keep it."

Peter took a step forward as she hit the squirrel, stepping off the branch, and thus losing his balance. He was caught too offguard to catch himself, and tumbled down the tree until he landed on the ground at the base of it. Tinkerbell quickly stood and up and jingled down to him, but before she could said anything, her eyes caught sight of the cat. Her eyes grew wide and she quickly hid behind disoriented Peter. Both were now in sight of the girl, vulnerable to a predator with a bow.

Robi let out a small scream, turning around, and aiming, bow loaded. She lowered it about a inch, but was still ready to shoot. "Who are you?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. She knew that she had seen Peter before, but couldn't place a fingure on where.

Peter quickly stood up with his hands raised in submission. Tink had darted under his hat in the process. "I'm..I'm Peter. Peter Pan," he said with a shaky voice. He then slowly lowered his hands and levitated off the ground, quickly flying over to her in front of her face and looking at her with such curiosity. "Who..are you?" he asked.

Robi, when he got close enough, dropped the bow. "Peter!" She exlaimed, pulling him into a tight hug.

Peter gave her an awkward hug. She seemed to of known him. But..from where? All of a sudden, it came back to him. His eyes widened and his hug tightened. "Robi!" he exclaimed into her neck. He then picked her up and tossed her into the air, letting her fall for a second before catching her in the air bridestyle. "Robi...hi...!"

Robi laughed for like one of the first times in her life, going along with it. "Hey! I haven't seen you in so long!"

Peter descended back to the ground, gently putting her down. "I know! You..You look so different!" He then looked to the cat. "And Chex! He's grown..sadly. Like you," he said looking back to her. "You haven't gotten all consumed in grown-up stuff have you?" he asked, genuinely afraid of the answer.

Robi laughed again. "I'm ONLY 17, Peter."

Chex meowed at him with a purr.

"So you're fine...right? No more orphanages or anything?" Peter asked circling her. Tinkerbell had revealed herself, and stayed high enough away from the cat. "Oh and you remember Tinkerbell, right?" he said waving her over. Tink huffed and flew over, giving a little wave to her.