Echos. wrote:may I ask if extras are allowed? c:
Yes they are ;3
You may have up to three extras with each section either being art or writing - writing sections not exceeding 500 words ^^
Echos. wrote:may I ask if extras are allowed? c:
Echos. wrote:aaa my apologies for more questions ;A;
May I ask what time this ends today?
And do quotes// song lyrics count towards extras// word limits?? C:
I thought this best suited her personality!
milo. wrote:
username; milo.
name; Molly
gender; female
personality; coquettish, careless,
impulsive, rebellious, energetic
some songs not CS appropriate;
click at own discretion
----------------------------------------silence can be as torturous as cacophony-- and though the clubs and raves the feline has a tendency
to attend is loud and chaotic, she is not alone and she is free. the bass is boosted; the dance floor
vibrates with the strength of it, and Molly can't stop the peel of laughter that escapes as she side-steps
into a group of other dancers, blues half-lidded and lips pulled back in a gleeful grin. she can not live
within silence-- the dance floor is where she finds her true self. the clubs and the bodies that surround
her is her home, and she can not remember a time where she did not have music and claustrophobia
to lull her into a calm reverie.
she lifts her arms, hands ruffling her hair and smoothing along her neck and shoulders as she sways and
bounces to the beat. her ears flick back to a familiar voice, and she turns to smile at a familiar face--
though she thanks the DJ for playing the music loud, because she can't remember where she'd met
this male before, and she can't remember his name. she smiles coyly at him regardless, not bothering to
respond with words. Molly leans against him instead, arms wrapping around his neck and tail swaying at
his ankles. it's good to see you again, he shouts near her ear to be heard, and the pastel feline
flattens her ears with a coquettish smirk. she can't say the same for him, as he smells dreadful and he
can't dance himself out of a paper bag, but she continues to sway and smile and lay playful kisses to his
cheek and nose before turning herself to survey the crowd for someone more... interesting.
lackluster blues land on an odd looking male across the dance floor, antlers and stocky frame pulling
her away from the male behind her without a second thought. Molly is drawn in, like a moth to a very
attractive flame, and she doesn't waste a second in throwing her arms around the male's neck as soon
as she reaches him. he's thrown off guard, physically flinching when she reaches up to play at the
texture of his antlers. "i ain't seen you 'round here, sweetness." she purrs near his ear, nuzzling
against his cheek and forcing him into a sort of awkward, swaying dance. "dance with me, handsome ~"
a giggle erupts from her throat at his nervous laugh and hesitant hands on her waist-- he clearly isn't
interested, and this makes her yearn for the attention all the more. she manages to place a quick kiss to
his nose before he pulls back and away. Molly doesn't take offense-- why should she? they were strangers
in a strange place, with strange happenings. stranger things had happened. with a flick of her ears flat
against her skull, the lioness offers a wink before turning away. there were plenty of attractive fish in the sea.

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