Username: Lyrics
Name: "Oh, hello there. Are you lost? Let's go find
someone who may help. I'm Wayne. But
you may call me Wayne." he chuckles slightly.
Gender: "Hm? Oh, I'm male sweetie."
Name: "Oh, hello there. Are you lost? Let's go find
someone who may help. I'm Wayne. But
you may call me Wayne." he chuckles slightly.
Gender: "Hm? Oh, I'm male sweetie."
Personality:
Wayne reads a book and his tace shows much emotion.
Happiness, joy, heartache here and there. But as
wayne reads his book, a ring vibrates from the table
beside him. "Yes, I've got the research right here.
Mmhm, I'll definitely show up for the meeting, don't
worry. Alright, bye now." he smiles as he sets the phone
down. He stands and stretches, photos of various kalons
are pitched up on the wall. And sodas. Lots of soda
pictures. He goes to the kitchen and starts to cook.
Well, bake. "La da dum, da ra la dum.." he hums. His
face is calm as he smiles on and bake. The song he sings
was a childhood song, a lullaby he sang for himself. After an
hour he finishes the small cake. He goes outside and
breathes in the fresh air and sighs. The cake is in a box.
The words "Welcome" are written in strawberry frosting.
There's a little book in his paw. "How To Welcome Newbies".
Strange. He chuckles to himself before going accross the
road. He knocks on the door. It opens. Then, he looks.
At you. And smiles kindly. "Good day! Welcom to the
neighborhood."
Extra: (wip for headshot)
Wayne reads a book and his tace shows much emotion.
Happiness, joy, heartache here and there. But as
wayne reads his book, a ring vibrates from the table
beside him. "Yes, I've got the research right here.
Mmhm, I'll definitely show up for the meeting, don't
worry. Alright, bye now." he smiles as he sets the phone
down. He stands and stretches, photos of various kalons
are pitched up on the wall. And sodas. Lots of soda
pictures. He goes to the kitchen and starts to cook.
Well, bake. "La da dum, da ra la dum.." he hums. His
face is calm as he smiles on and bake. The song he sings
was a childhood song, a lullaby he sang for himself. After an
hour he finishes the small cake. He goes outside and
breathes in the fresh air and sighs. The cake is in a box.
The words "Welcome" are written in strawberry frosting.
There's a little book in his paw. "How To Welcome Newbies".
Strange. He chuckles to himself before going accross the
road. He knocks on the door. It opens. Then, he looks.
At you. And smiles kindly. "Good day! Welcom to the
neighborhood."
Extra: (wip for headshot)
any pronouns * adult * cs senior