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"What? What now?" Melissa groaned, starting to get annoyed. "You want to know about me? Oh, this should be fun..." She says sarcasticly.
"I'm 15 and I'm a machine maker. I've been doing that for a while, but I haven't progressed very much if you ask me.
...Do I have any siblings?" She seemed to have to think about that question, seeming more displeased the more she thought about it. "...No. I don't."
After a while of silence, she narrowed her eyes. "You're still here? That's all I have to say! Don't bother me!"
((Roleplayed by LuckyStarFan8
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"I'm 15 and I'm a machine maker. I've been doing that for a while, but I haven't progressed very much if you ask me.
...Do I have any siblings?" She seemed to have to think about that question, seeming more displeased the more she thought about it. "...No. I don't."
After a while of silence, she narrowed her eyes. "You're still here? That's all I have to say! Don't bother me!"
((Roleplayed by LuckyStarFan8
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))Ugh.
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It had been quite over a year since the first appearance of the strange girl wearing black, and yet, she continued to appear around the same places. The mechanical dog continued to stay by her side, but as of right now she had turned it off to mess with the screws in its body. There was one feeling she couldn't quite shake, when no one was around anymore...but she didn't want to admit how lonely she was.
"What a bore this place is," she muttered, "like a ghost town without the town part."
Her mind went to the topic of her sister, and she thought of how nice it would be if she could just see her again and have everything back to the way it u
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((Last day here))
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((I'm probably going to be leaving sometime tomorrow, so today's my last day here. I don't know how long I'll be gone, but I thought I should let y'all know in case I'm gone for a week or longer.))
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...Huh?
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Melissa sat underneath a tree, staring at a strange mechanical dog that seemed to be awaiting orders.
"Where did this thing come from?" She mumbled, digging in her pocket and pulling out a switch.
"I must have created it...but I don't remember a thing..."
She shook her head, then focused on the dog.
"Alright, boy. Sit."
The mechanical dog did as it was ordered.
"Speak."
The dog opened its mouth, but no sound came out.
"Huh...I guess it needs a few adjustments. I can do that." Melissa stood up, and noticed you, suddenly.
"Wh- What are you staring at?!" She snapped, narrowing her eyes. She then snapped her fingers, turning to leave.
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The Emerald Knight was walking into the forest. He past by Melissa.
Melissa stared at the strange person and scowled. He didn't seem to notice her at all.
"Hey, you!" She raised her voice at him. "What's with your outfit? It's not something to wear if you're just gonna take a walk in the forest, y'know!"
"Hey, you!" She raised her voice at him. "What's with your outfit? It's not something to wear if you're just gonna take a walk in the forest, y'know!"
The Emerald Knight stops on his tracks and said to her
This armor was given to me by an ancient spirit.
By the way...
pulls out the emerald sword
Who are you?
This armor was given to me by an ancient spirit.
By the way...
pulls out the emerald sword
Who are you?
Melissa smirked, leaning against a tree.
"An ancient spirit? Hah, who's going to believe that?"
She paused for a moment, rolling her eyes at the sight of the Emerald Knight's sword.
"What do you plan on doing with that sword?" She narrowed her eyes. "And why do you care?"
"An ancient spirit? Hah, who's going to believe that?"
She paused for a moment, rolling her eyes at the sight of the Emerald Knight's sword.
"What do you plan on doing with that sword?" She narrowed her eyes. "And why do you care?"
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The dreadful Interpretor skulked about, unsure what to do next. Whenever she felt at a loss, she would come to her favourite spot, the Tazmily Graveyard. Generally a quiet place, despite the moans of the undead, the Tazmily Graveyard was a perfect place to gather thoughts.
... But somebody else also thought of the area as a perfect place to relax too, as it seemed.
"Oh. ... Hello," The Interpretor awkwardly said.
(( Welcome! ^_^ ))
... But somebody else also thought of the area as a perfect place to relax too, as it seemed.
"Oh. ... Hello," The Interpretor awkwardly said.
(( Welcome! ^_^ ))
"Ah?"
Melissa jumped as she heard a voice. She turned around, an unusual frown on her face. She quickly narrowed her eyes at the Interpretor, hoping she didn't notice.
"...Hey! Don't sneak up on people like that, it's rude!
..What are you supposed to be, anyway? A robot?"
((Ah, thank you!
))
Melissa jumped as she heard a voice. She turned around, an unusual frown on her face. She quickly narrowed her eyes at the Interpretor, hoping she didn't notice.
"...Hey! Don't sneak up on people like that, it's rude!
..What are you supposed to be, anyway? A robot?"
((Ah, thank you!
))The girl's harsh words bounced off The Interpretor, who seemed fairly nonchalant about it.
"Sneak up? Those weren't really my intentions, but okay." She drifted over to the darkly dressed girl, and sat down beside her.
"I suppose. I'm The Interpretor. Pleased to meet you," she bluntly stated, holding out her pincer for Melissa to shake.
"What are you doing in this part of Tazmily? The Graveyard is pretty gloomy."
"Sneak up? Those weren't really my intentions, but okay." She drifted over to the darkly dressed girl, and sat down beside her.
"I suppose. I'm The Interpretor. Pleased to meet you," she bluntly stated, holding out her pincer for Melissa to shake.
"What are you doing in this part of Tazmily? The Graveyard is pretty gloomy."