[cloven]

You can tell who it is but I renamed them

Sorry if this gif is big but here is the tea that I decided to connect them with

also here’s a link to Charlemagne (the kal I mention). They’d both be teas and I’d make them the perfect match ;A;

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[SilentMelody]

This form is a tryout for Lucien, the kit.

Username: SilentMelody | Name: Camila | Gender: female

This story includes Milly as the alien.
This AU is set to be like "Star Trek: The Next Generation".

Cami is used to meeting aliens by now. She attends Starfleet Academy, where aliens and people alike all come together to learn and train before traveling on starships. Although, when she stepped into the second semester of her first year she found an alien that was unlike any others.

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She slowly took the seat beside the alien girl and gazed at her with fascination in her eyes before turning her attention to the board. The alien peeked over at Cami briefly before giving a small smirk and also looking up at the board.

Camila couldn't help but twitch in her seat the whole class. Who was this new girl? What species is she?

As if the alien could read her mind, she glanced over again and winked. Cami's face flared up with heat and her cheeks turned red while the girl emitted a bubbly laugh, turning away again. The teacher glared at the two with burning eyes until Camila busied herself in writing notes on the lecture they were giving.

Soon enough, the bell rang and the class was over. The teacher dismissed them, and the alien started to put her things away. Now's my chance, Camila thought and cleared her throat. "Um, excuse me," she spoke softly, "I don't think I've seen you around the Academy. Are you new here?"

"I am new here, actually. I'm surprised you noticed...but people have been giving me weird looks," the alien giggled and shook her head. "Is it just because of how I look? Or that they've never seen a species like mine?"

"I think it's a mixture of both. N-not that there's anything wrong with how you look!" Cami stuttered to save herself from more embarrassment, but the alien only laughed again. "I think you're...um, beautiful actually. Does your fur actually glow? Does your fur have the stars in it?" she glanced at the alien's fur with wide eyes and watched as little white specks blinked against her dark brown pelt.

The alien chirped a high-pitched giggle and smoothed her fur out, letting the shimmers blink in the sunlight filtering in through the windows. "That's what it looks like, but my fur doesn't glow. My fur doesn't have the stars in it either," she chuckled. "Have you ever heard of polar bears on Earth? Their pelt is grey, but in the sun it appears to be white. That's similar to how my fur it, only it shimmers in the sunlight. In some moons' light, it will give that same glowing effect too."

"That's really cool," Cami said with a smile and glanced down at the alien's fur again. "What's your name?"

"I'm Milly, like the Milky Way. But not really, in a way. I like Milky Way bars from Earth though," the girl purred. "My fur is kinda chocolatey too, so it makes sense."

Camila slipped her bag onto her shoulder and replied, "Well, Milly. I think you're stuck with me for the rest of the year, and I think we're going to be good friends." With that, she linked arms with the alien. They both quietly left the room and went out into the hallway for their next class.

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[ThunderCedar]

Vickery-
Marking for Mayedia

[poindexter]

agh marking for tohru

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[uunicorn]

Username: Sei It
Name: Maru
Gender: Agender

Maru collects butterflies, all shapes sizes and types of butterfly, they have their very own collection in a glass box.
The star of their collection is one particular specimen

perfectly kept and very big, earning itself the centre position in the collection.

[SunnyStreets]

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Erika is probably the sassiest thing you will ever meet. She firmly believes she is simply far better than anyone else, and will happily tell you so. She'll "affectionately" call you darling or hon, and will tease you mercifully. Now, she can't believe anybody wouldn't like her, despite her cruel ways, and simply adores bouncing up to you with that over-enthusiastic smile on her face. She cannot stand being ignored and will jibe you as much as possible to get a reaction. You may have guessed she's not the nicest person you'll ever meet. Another thing she enjoys is chatting and texting. It's hard to find her more than a foot away from her phone! And if you get her going, it's impossible to shut her up. Go on, try it.

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Erika works as a clothes salesperson, a job suiting her well. She can twist anyone around her little finger, and can convince someone to buy a porcelain hat with a wink. Her job in enjoyable to her, especially as she gets a staff discount on clothing. She specializes in shoes, particularly high heels. Perhaps that's because she wears them so, so often. Seriously, you'll barely ever see her without them on and some kind of jewellery. Another thing she'll always have is her handbag.

Her handbag contains her phone, lipstick and false eyelashes, assorted candies, silver bangles, the occasional stray earring, gourmet dog treats, probably a spare change of clothes, her keys, tissues, her purse, and an emergency heel repair kit. She doesn't go anywhere without it, and can literally have a panic attack if she loses it. If she hears of bag thefts in an area, she'll avoid it like the plague for at least a week.

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Erika has one pet, a small, yappy chihuahua called Tipsy. Tipsy is a solid black long-haired chihuahua. Erika adores this pup with all her heart, and is always feeding her gourmet treats and grooming her long fur. To be honest, Tipsy is the only thing Erika loves more than herself. Walks are something both Erika and Tipsy seem to hate, but Erika drags Tipsy on them anyway. This is because she read about dogs on the internet and it said walks are a definite must.

Erika's room is rather a mess. She's not the neatest person, but she likes what she calls organised chaos. As in, her room's a mess with a system. When asked where something is she'll find it immediately, despite it being hid under a huge pile of clothes. Her drab brown wardrobe is transformed because she hangs her clothes outside of it rather than inside, and almost every surface is covered in makeup, candy, dog treats, or some kind of phone and tablet. Her duvet is a neon green thing, covered in sequins and glitter.