.::Gleras Island::. Deserted Island RP .::. Accepting!

[F R E E ;]

Marzia
With Michael and the bunny, tired.

Marzia shrugs, a thoughtful look crossing her face, I'm not sure what I would name her, she says, petting the rabbit behind her ear. Do you think you could help me think of a name? she asks, sitting on her knees in the sand, the bunny calmly sitting on her lap. {writer's block.}

[TommysGirl<3]

>> Michael looked over at Marzia and her new bunny and shrugged, sitting cris crossed next to her. "I dunno, do you want a generic name like, Fluffy? Or something silly like.. Um, Cotton Tail Jimmy?" He grinned, coming up with a weird name on the spot. He, obviously, wasn't a good person to ask for pet names.

[F R E E ;]

Marzia
With Michael and the bunny, tired.

Marzia laughs, Well, considering that she's a girl, I don't think that Cotton Tail Jimmy would be the best name for her, she says smiling. What about Peanut, or Misty? Maybe Peaches? Or... or maybe... Doodles? she asks question after question, to really no one in particular, all while looking down at the small nameless bunny in her arms. Do you like any of those names? she asks, looking up at Michael.

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>> Michael grinned, giving a small chuckle. "I kinda like Peanut," he laughed, leaning on his hand closer to Marzia and the bunny. The fire was warming the sand now, so it wasn't as cold. "But I don't know, Cotton Tail Jimmy is pretty good for a bunny." The boy grinned shyly, but humor danced in his eyes. He was glad Marzia wasn't mean or anything, and actually liked talking to him. Or so it seemed. He knew he definitely liked talking to her!

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Marzia
With Michael and Peanut, tired.

Marzia laughs and nods, Okay, Peanut it is, she says smiling. And I promise, the next tamed wild animal we find, I'll let you name it. And if it happens to be a bunny, name it Cotton Tail Jimmy, she says laughing. Want to hold her? she asks, looking from Peanut to Michael as he leaned closer. Marzia's cheeks blushed wildly as he did so, but you couldn't see it, even with the fire in front of them.

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(alice is now open i guess )

[Pounce the Cat]

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Username:
Pounce the Cat
Basic Info
Name:
Sable Urban
Nickname:
Some call her Fable, for whatever reason. She likes Fable and Sable
Gender:
Female
Age: 17

Love Life
Crush: None at the moment
Bf or Gf: None

More Info
Personality: rp it out
Theme song: Be My Escape by Relient K (This may change)
Strengths: Keeping morale up, climbing
Weaknesses: She has no sense of direction
Likes: Music, animals
Dislikes: Unknown for now
Fears: Unknown for now
Other:

Features
Eye color: Brown
Hair: Dark brown, short
Skin tone: She has a slight tan
Body Type: She's average size

[ᴛʜᴇᴡᴏʟғ]

>> Michael chuckled and nodded. "Sounds like a deal," he grinned. He shrugged and nodded, scooting a little closer so the rabbit wouldn't hop away. "Sure! Is she soft?" he asked, acting like a little child when it came to the bunny. He liked small little fluffy animals, they were cute! Some might say he acts a little gay when it comes to this kind of stuff, but he really didn't care. People could think what they wanted. Michael smiled up at Marzia, the fire dancing off the excitement in his blue eyes.

[F R E E ;]

Marzia
With Michael and Peanut, tired.

Marzia smiles and nods, Yeah, she's really soft, which is weird since she's a wild rabbit, she says, handing Peanut to Michael. She looks at Michael with Peanut and her cheeks turn pink, she thought it was adorable how loving he was with animals. Well, except for the bird that kept following him. Marzia fishes a hand through her hair and sighs, thinking about how difficult it's going to be in the days ahead.

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>> Michael gently took the bunny from Marzia, nodding. "Woa! She is soft!" he exclaimed quietly, grinning like an idiot. He probably seemed so gay right now... But it was a bunny, so who cares? "Hey little Peanut," he cooed, stroking her head softly. Marzia really wasn't kidding, Peanut was really soft and yeah it was sorta weird for a wild rabbit. Maybe that meant clean water was nearby, and the bunny had rinsed off or something. Who knew? All he cared about for the moment was Peanut, Marzia and the fire keeping them warm!