Username:
underfaker
Owner or Non-owner:
I am indeed an owner <3
Makoatl NameAbigail
Makoatl GenderBiologically female; identifies as anogirl (one whose gender fades in and out, but always returns female)
Physical DescriptionAbigail is an off white Mako with long, multi colored pastel hair (like
this). Her bangs cover her bright cerulean eyes, and keep them hidden away. She has light grey circles under her eyes, and little black dapples/O's freckling her body. Her legs gradually fade into black, and ink seems to drip off her paws. She has a very long, wiry tail - longer than most Makoatls' tails. Her design sort of looks like that of a panda, and as if to encourage this thought, she wears a
panda hat.
(90 words)
Story -NO PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION- [Limit 500 Words]"...So I leave for two minutes, and you kill him."
Abigail nearly choked on air as Nandalia tapped her foot impatiently, motioning towards their Irish friend who was currently lying in a heap on the ground. "N-no! It's not like that at all!" the younger girl squeaked, holding up her hands in defense. "I meant - well I didn't MEAN to - it's really - oh...."
Nandalia pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed heavily. "...Alright, what happened? You have ten seconds to explain before I--"
"Okay," Abigail said quickly, backing away almost immediately. "So I just wanted to pull a prank on him, right? I-I didn't know he scared so easy! He was walking, a-and I wanted to sneak up on him and jump on his back - cause I thought it'd be funny, y'know? So I yelled 'boo', right? And he FLIPPED OUT-" at this, she made an extravagant motion with her hands "-and SCREAMED, and then I screamed, because he scared me, and...and..." By this point, the poor dear was hyperventilating. Nandalia cleared her throat impatiently, and Abigail blurted out, "And he fainted and oh my god I think he's dead oh god oh god oh god I'm so sorry!"
And with that, the girl began sobbing hysterically.
Nandalia grumbled irritably - this was no time to be acting like a pathetic idiot - and stalked up to the crying girl, proceeding to whack her in the back of the head, and effectively earning a sharp yelp in response. "Alright, alright!" Nandalia snapped. "No need to panic, stupid. Did you make SURE he was dead?"
Abigail paused quickly, eyes widening. "...Uhm..."
Nandalia slapped her forehead, groaning. "You moron..." And with that, she walked over to Sean's side and promptly kicked him in the stomach, earning a gurgled shriek from the Irishman. "Hey, stupid. Wake up."
Sean looked up groggily, rubbing his head. "Oi... What happ--"
THUD.
Both Sean and Nandalia glanced over in alarm when Abigail dropped to the floor. Nandalia hesitantly walked over, placing her hand on the other girl's forehead and muttering slightly.
Sean blinked. "Uhm...?"
"She passed out. Wimp."
(351 words)
