Cat!Falls AU | Where the abnormal is normal

[debris]

Name of character: Stanley Pines
Nickname(s): Gruncle Stan, Stan
Gender: male

Appearance before: [As a human / whatever they were]:
Living in: The Mystery Shack
Owned By: ah... no idea, Pinetree halp what do I do

Crush: nu
History: no
Personality: grumpy, often sarcastic, other stuff



Name of character: Mabel Pines
Nickname(s): not really any
Gender: female

Appearance before: [As a human / whatever they were]:
Living in: Mystery Shack
Owned By: um Pinkie is clueless ono

Crush: it changes a lot
History:
Personality: goofy, sometimes a bit stupid, childish.

[fab!.]

[WOO ACCEPTED, WE CAN STARTTT aLSO the owner for these guys would be Alex presumably ]

Bill took great pride in patrolling around the house - ears raised, tail raised, and that sly expression to his face that everyone knew oh so well. With a scheming glint in his eyes, the demon climbs the table side, twitching his tail as he glared at the curtains from a distance.

[MAGICSTICK!]

Reserve Wendy please!}
{Also, I can do the art C:}

[fab!.]

[sure, go ahead! c: ]

Bill took great pride in patrolling around the house - ears raised, tail raised, and that sly expression to his face that everyone knew oh so well. With a scheming glint in his eyes, the demon climbs the table side, twitching his tail as he glared at the curtains from a distance.

[MAGICSTICK!]

Name of character: Wendy
Nickname(s): I don't think Wendy has any .3.
Gender: Female

Appearance before: [As a human / whatever they were]:
Living in: Mystery Shack (I think .3. I am still watching Gravity Falls ;_:)
Owned By: |PMX|

Crush: Open
History: N/A
Personality: Laid back, curious, adventurer spirit, understanding.
Other: I drew that cat .3.

[fab!.]

accepted!

[MAGICSTICK!]

When should we start? }

[fab!.]

We can start now, we already have most of the characters taken anyway. c: ]

[MAGICSTICK!]

{Awesome! You go first?}

[fab!.]

[Sure! ]

Bill had that smug look to his face again as he patrolled round the shack, head held high. He clambers up the side of a table in the kitchen, preparing to pounce on the curtains, of which he did. The sound of tearing fabric echoed around the house as the goldenish yellow cat landed on the floor in a heap of torn material.