Descendants Whats your future?

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[LeoNyami]

(Sorry I haven't been posting and I guess my character Lyric is open for anyone to run into. And I may make a male character soon I'm just thinking about who I want the parents to be. Wait I think I want to make him Mulan and Captain Li Shang if that's alright.)

[Memoria.]

(Skype is open)

Skype:

Skype looked around then looked back at her cookie and ate the rest. She stood up then walked over to a tree and sat down under it not really knowing what to do.

[Me?Sarcastic?]

(Trevor, Sam and Kaiya are all open.)

[LeoNyami]

(me? sarcastic? Want one of your character doesnt matter which one run into Lyric and the other one run into Skype so everyone gets to rp?)

[Me?Sarcastic?]

(Sounds good. You want to have Trevor run into Lyric and Kaiya run into Skype?)

[LeoNyami]

(Sure that would be great and oh later tonight I will not be on since helping with something.) Lyric continued to walk through the halls getting more lost then she ever thought she could and since they were new here Rep couldn't really help her. Her fine she reminded herself over and over, but she was starting to freak out that she might always be lost.

[Me?Sarcastic?]

Trevor walked with his dog through the small pavilon near the library and whistled quietly to himself as he walked. Suddenly he saw a girl ho looked rather lost. "Hey there! You alright mam?" He called to her as him and Lil' John approched her. Lil john barked a friendly bark of hello and Trevor added, "I'm Trevor. Never seen you around. You new?"

[LeoNyami]

Lyric looked at the boy her blue eyes were about in tears. "I'm fine," she lied as he asked if she was alright. She brighten up when saw the the dog then replied," I'm Lyric and yes I just arrived today. Oh this is Rep." She motioned to the lizard hiding her hair and she tried get him out, but he hang on for dear life.

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"Nice to meet you, this is little John." Trevor said, gesturing to the dog. He smiled as Lyric tried to wrestle the lizard out of her hair. "So, um... who's your parents?" He asked, kind of akwardly. He was never very good at making conversation and probably never would be. He laid his hand on Johns head and began stroking it gently.