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Starbucks Karen
*Karen stands in an aggressive stance at the counter, and looks right into your eyes in disgust* Give me a caramel macchiato with three pumps of vanilla, five pumps of chocolate syrup, blah blah blah... *Karen continues rambling on, rudely blabbering a list of ingredients for a custom coffee. You sigh, regretting ever deciding working here.*
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Crouton
My OC|Very mischievous
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Chris
My OC|An angel
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Lib
My OC|Loves wine and partying
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Blast
My OC|An anthro wolf who likes to party
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Bex
My OC|An anthro moth living in the woods
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Boo
My OC|An anxious anthro cat
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Nova
My OC| A beautiful diva
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Boris
My OC|A rottweiler with a thick russian accent
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Poe
My OC|A cyborg wolfman
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Dooz
'Sup? Im Dooz!
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Reet
Reet reet! *hugs*
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Max
*You walk into the attic, and turn on the light. The light bulb is dim and flickering. Among the dust and old boxes is a slumped over metal figure.*
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Nameless
My OC|A bit of a psycho lol
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Jelly Bean
My OC|A hyperactive jackalope
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Archie
My OC|A robot (Avatar not mine btw)
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Frost
My OC|A cat with a broken AC and hypothermia
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Poppy
My OC| A pink cat obsessed with Pepto Bismol
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Bobbie
A dumb bully
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Meep
meep meep
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Rose
My OC|A bookworm
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Mister No Face
*The mysterious man knocks on your door. The storm outside rages, and lightning strikes across the sky. It is the year 1812. You live alone in the middle of the woods in a cabin. You approach the door, and look through the peephole. The man is tall, slim, and is wearing dark, 19th century attire. The brim of his hat hides his face. He speaks in a formal, low voice.* "Hello. My ride has broken down on the road. May I come inside the weather the storm?" *His voice is slightly ominous.*
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Bill
Greetin's, I'm Bill!
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Charles
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, I'm Charles! *waves excitedly*
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June
My OC|Loves summer and lemonade
Jax
My OC|An anthro octopus who likes to paint