RP as Yourself! (WITHOUT using personal information)

[ObsidianCrows]

OOC: He is only like 5 foot 4 lol DIPPER IS AMAZINZG

Dipper: Gah! How did you do that?! *looks at the girl*

[folie a deux]

Name: Luna
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Species: Fox Neko (She can control when her ears and tail show up)
Powers: Telekinesis
Hair color: Ginger
Hair length: Short (Like a Pixie Bob)
Iris color: Teal
Pupil color: Black
Sclera color: White
Height: Average
Weight: 75 pounds
Tail length: Long
Tail color/s: Orange with white tip
Tail type: Fox
Wing type: None
Wing color/s: None
Other physical features: None
Ears: Fox
Usual clothes: Red sweatshirt and black capris with non-matching socks and boots
Personality: Vulnerable, Shy
Other information: She has a ring on her index finger. It can turn into any tool (screwdriver, knife, etc) on command.

[MxNoodle]

OOC: Accepted!

[. étoile]

OOC: He is only like 5 foot 4 lol DIPPER IS AMAZINZG

Dipper: Gah! How did you do that?! *looks at the girl*

OOC: Natsumi is 4'6'', so he is pretty tall for her c:.
n a t s u m i
This is stupid, why was I showing magic in front of a stranger? His questioning stare creeps me out, and an ivy slowly grows out of my hand. I try to stop it, but it wouldn't stop growing! I give Dipper an embarrassed glance.

[Guest]

CJay--

She sighs and follows a few steps. "At least give me a name?"

[ObsidianCrows]

OOC: there is another 15 year old girl lol DIPPPPP

DIpper: U-Uh.. *breathes in and out, staying calm* Thats r-real cool... *smiles at the girl*

[folie a deux]

Luna walked along a dirt path

//Imma go draw her >:D

[MxNoodle]

Xannon: *Stops in his tracks, looks back at CJay* Xannon. Yours? *Looks around, sees Natsumi, shrugs, used to those kinds of things, looks back at CJay*

[folie a deux]

Luna pulled earbuds out of her pocket and plugged them into her phone

[. étoile]

OOC: there is another 15 year old girl lol DIPPPPP

DIpper: U-Uh.. *breathes in and out, staying calm* Thats r-real cool... *smiles at the girl*

n a t s u m i
I mumble something under my breath, and the 20 meter long ivy falls off my hand. What I did was not cool! In embarrassment, I teleport back to my room. Sweat drops down my forehead, and with a shaky hand, I get a sketch book and pencil. Before I notice, I do a quick sketch of the boy with the looming height. Great spells, what was I thinking? At will, I stop and examine the sketch. It looked just like Dipper. The sketch brings me chills, how did I get it so right in such a short amount of time?