«We Could be Heroes»

[MissNutmeg]

(I actually like that better. I'll change it. Just a second. :3 And thanks, @MissNutmeg does too. Don't you Meg? )

*shudder* *feels bad for poor liquid squirrel*

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

(For RP ing without me, I throw at you a barrage of likes for your alerts. Oh, and we had better use a table and chairs rather than a booth, just because we have so many people.)

He smacked Aero's bat wing with his feathery one, "Hey, don't be sore. No one wants to do this by themselves- oh, hey, Mikki! Naw, we're just getting started. Pull up a chair!
Gage handed Rex his black coffee and sat down on the chair backwards again, "How bout you, tough guy? Did you get that tree off of Mrs. Rose's house?" He said, mumbling something under his breath about stupid city workers and the words 'fiscally responsible'.
To compensate for his frustration, he stuffed his nose in the whipped topping. Just as he pulled it out, Finely clattered in. "Well, hello yourself, other cupcake. Car break down again?" He said, selecting one of Nutmeg's brownies.
Then he turned to Mikki. "Well, cupcake number three, we are just checking up on each other's dastardly deeds of the week. Then we'll try and find new ones." He cocked his head, "so how did your railway job go? Did you, uh..." He stuffed his nose in the wipped topping again, "did you get the thing to the other... thing?"

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

(I'll fix the char page at the end of the day.)

 

[MissNutmeg]

The room was dark and quiet. Then suddenly the alarm rings on his nightstand. Zen practically leaped out of bed and landed in a heap on the floor. What is today? Something is going to happen today. He thought as he threw on his plaid shirt and combed his hair quickly with his fingers. Zen ran downstairs careful to slow down around the corners. Just as he started brewing a cup of hot coffee he got a text message saying that he must meet (who should be his best friend?) at the cafe......

 

[CP Chicken]

The room was dark and quiet. Then suddenly the alarm rings on his nightstand. Zen practically leaped out of bed and landed in a heap on the floor. What is today? Something is going to happen today. He thought as he threw on his plaid shirt and combed his hair quickly with his fingers. Zen ran downstairs careful to slow down around the corners. Just as he started brewing a cup of hot coffee he got a text message saying that he must meet (who should be his best friend?) at the cafe......

(Aero can be his friend, if you want. )

 

[MissNutmeg]

(hmmmmm, who is he again? )

 

[PeepersMama]

Victoria slowed her bright red Dodge pickup and manuevered it into a parking space. She reluctantly shut off the radio and hopped out of the truck. She glanced up casually and took in the busy store front. "Tuco?" she called out curiously. The big gray stallion's head popped up.... And then dropped back down to nibbling his reins when he realized it was just Tor. She rolled her eyes as she pulled open the door. "Marcus, Tuco is eating his bridle again" Tor called, without even really looking for him.
Marcus emerged from the swarm of people waiting at the end of the counter. "Thanks, Tor" he said, giving her a polite nod in greeting. "I ordered your girly-man froo-froo drink for you. Carmel frap, right?"
Tor grinned her big Cheshire-cat grin up at him and her eyes sparkled. "Thanks a ton, man" she replied. "Under my name?"
"Yep. They haven't started it yet - for obvious reasons..."
Tor nodded. "I have a lead in the pickup. You can borrow it"
"Thanks" Marcus said. He smiled and nodded at her, then turned and strode out the door, his boots clicking on the floor.

"Carmel frappuchino for... Tor!"

 

[MissNutmeg]

Zen couldn't drive just yet, so he decided to run to Starbucks. He gets there in less then ten minutes, and walks in breathing normally. "Hey guys!" Zen walked over to the table and straddled a chair, "Is everybody here?"

 

[CP Chicken]

(hmmmmm, who is he again? )

(I'll take your answer as a no, since you don't even know who he is. XD
But here is his character form anyways:

Name: Aero
Age: 16
Height: 5' 8"
Physical identification: Really scrawny dude with shaggy brown hair, and extremely dark brown eyes. Wears dark button-up shirts, and jeans.
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Imagine these kind of bat wings attached to his back, and when the wings retract they sort of also curve around his arms, which is annoying. He also has the bat ears instead of human ears.
Skills: Exceptional hearing, flight.
Drawbacks: Wings constantly get in the way; difficulty sitting in chairs; he needs specially made shirts; wings are a tad fragile so he needs to be careful with them; he is sensitive to loud noises.
Likes: The dark, peace and quiet, art, antiques, ancient history.
Dislikes: Large crowds- and though he likes people, he is very awkward them.
Quirks: Clingy to the people he knows; introverted; forgetful.

)

 

[PeepersMama]

Zen couldn't drive just yet, so he decided to run to Starbucks. He gets there in less then ten minutes, and walks in breathing normally. "Hey guys!" Zen walked over to the table and straddled a chair, "Is everybody here?"

Tor turned around, wielding her frappuchino.... Which was already half-gone. "I'm actually early today!" she exclaimed jokingly. "And if I'M on time, y'all had better be here."