Kuser Taurus // Male // Wolf man thingy // Bachelor // Location: The Mall
Mentions: None (Open for interaction)
The tall, red skinned man puffed on a cigarette. The smoke coiled into the air, eventually floating onto the breeze. Kuser was leaning against a cement wall, looking out at the mall. He was dressed in a black tux, as usual. His bloodshot eyes watched the assortment of busy customers all throughout the mall. Some here, some there.

Slowly he started walking away from the wall, making his way to the front exit. The man quickly changed into a wolf form, not feeling like getting all sorts of strange looks from other people. His large wolf form sprinted across the parking lot, causing a bit of chaos. He got yelled at more than a few times, cars skidding out of his way. Finally he reached the more peaceful part of town. Kuser kept running, but slowed down to a walk soon enough. The large canine's feet stung from the harsh surface of concrete. He ignored it, tongue lolling out of his mouth in the heat. (season?)

Arcadia Vistaer // Female // Wolf // Bachelorette // Location: The Woods
Mentions: None (Open for interaction)
Arcadia sat curled up in her bed in the single bedroom of her small cottage. She yawned awake, realizing that she had slept in again. With a soft sigh she saw that the sun was already up, creeping into her house. Usually she liked to go see the sun rise in the summer. The feeling of the early sun was usually enough to wake her up entirely, but not today. Last night she had taken an unusually long walk that lasted from around one pm to midnight. The canine jumped off of the mattress and landed with a thump on the wooden floor of the cottage. She always despised the feeling of her nails hitting the polished floor. Arcadia's multicolored body stretched, and walked out of the room. It didn't take long for her to exit the cottage and swiftly run down an old road, turning left. The female walked straight into the forest for her morning walk.

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Bran Stark || Male || Game Of Thrones || 17 || Partner: Jojen Reed
|| Location: Home > Coffee Shop (?) || Mentions: Open

Bran rolled over, yawning lightly, his arms stretching up over his head. He didn't feel like waking up, as usual, and didn't want to go anywhere. He felt Jojen roll over beside him and snapped open his eyes, leaning forwards, managing to sit upright. His hair was a mess; it fell over his eyes like black wisps of smoke, obscuring his eyes. He felt Jojen sit up too, and in a split second, he went from sitting upright to sprawling across Bran's legs.

"Get off me." He growled. He was still tired, and had no interest in getting up. Sure, he had his legs back, but he was so used to sitting that it felt weird not to. He felt Jojen's eyes on his face and Bran pushed the hair out of his eyes, shoving Jojen off his legs forcefully before standing and stretching. He ran his fingers through his hair, trying to mind his own business, but Jojen apparently didn't feel like letting him, as he threw his arms around Bran's waist.

Jojen Reed || Male || Game Of Thrones || 18 || Partner: Bran Stark
Location: House > Coffee Shop || Mentions: Open

Jojen smirked as Bran tried to shake him off, failing every time. He backed up a little, peering into the pale boy's chocolate brown eyes, and gave him a lopsided grin, trying to lighten to the mood. Bran shot him an angry look and strode into the bathroom, slamming the door. Jojen just grinned and leaned against the door as he heard the water start running, and he lifted his hands, yelling, "You love the attention, I know you do!"

He heard Bran yell something incoherent back to him, and Jojen rolled his eyes once more and made his way back to the bed, trying to search through the dresser beside it for something to wear. He got dressed and sat on the bed, attempting to get his shoes on, when the door slammed open, revealing Bran with a comb stuck in his still wet hair. Jojen stuck his tongue out and came over to him, starting to brush his hair, which earned him a few curse words from Bran. He grabbed the boy's hand when he finished, leading him out of the house. Bran protested a little, but his mouth shut as he realized they were going to go get food. Jojen pulled open the door and walked inside, giving the girl at the counter a thumbs-up, indicating that he wanted the usual.

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Elsa || Female || Disney's Frozen || 21 || Bachelorette || Mall || Mentions: None (Open)


Elsa looked around the glass windows of the clothing shop, admiring the dresses and love sleeved shirts. She brushed her hand over her green summer dress. Hmm she wondered if she should buy something.

She brushed her hair back with her hand and smiled as she walked along the glass and into the store. What would she buy? She grabbed a light blue long sleeved shirt and a pair of blag leggings. Those would look nice on her.

"Thank you." She said, leaving the shop and walking to the food court and taking a seat. She looked through her phone, scrolling through and chuckling every time she passed by a funny picture.

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Jack | FNAF OC | 22 | Location: Park | Boyfriend: Jere' | Interaction: None (open)

The tall bunny stared at the horizon, hands deep in his pockets, as he tought of...well...life. Him and Jere' were about to accomplish 2 years of relationship. He needed some alone time to think of a gift for his soul-mate. He kept the silence, only the honking and the noice of the busy city as interruption. Suddenly an idea crashed into his mind as he flicked his ears and smirked. He led his way into the Mall to try and find anything that would be useful for the ocassion.

Im gonna catch on someone at the mall!!!)

(Fredtrap will appear in a while, so will Jere'.)

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Malec | Magnus & Alec | The Mortal Instruments | Age: 18 (Alec), 800+ (Magnus) | Home: New York Institute (A), Apartment in Brooklyn (M) | Location: Central park ZOO | OPEN for interaction |

Magnus grinned and grabbed his boyfriend's hand. He knew how uncomfortable Alec was with PDA, and just like before, Alec looked around nervously this time too. Magnus chuckeled, because he didn't know what was going through the boy's mjnd. He was a shadowhunter, he's been throuh some crazy stuff, he kills demons pretty much every night, and yet he doesn't feel comfortable holding his boyfriend's hand in public, afraid of the disapproving looks of strangers, or maybe just expecting some important person form the Clave to come and tell him he's banished from the Shadowhunter society and stripped of his runes, his source of strenght. All becauee he's gay. Well, and dating a warlock -a Downworlder-, which other shadowhunters didn't like much.
Magnus rolled his eyes and looked waved his hand, and a hot exotic impossible-to-pronounce latte appeared in his hand. The mundanes wrre oblivious to that, of course. "Alec, darling, you keep surprising me. Here I was, thinking you left the closet. I guess not." He let go of the pale hand and dranke his latte, seeming to focus on a bunch of penguins. His comment earned him a death glare from Alec. "Stop that, and stop it now." Magnus looked at those incredible blue eyes he loved so much and smiled. "I'm joking. C'mon, let's go find the pandas." Alec relaxed and shook his head. "What is it with you and pandas lately?" The couple kept moving, looking quite odd - Alec in all black, and Magnus, with hair spiked up, shining blue on sunlit, with a long black coat over a purple silk shirt, black sparkly vest, combat boots and black skinny jeans. The two kept on talking, looking for any sind of pandas, but not bothering to look at a map.

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Kuser Taurus // Male // Wolf man thingy // Bachelor // Location: The Mall
Mention: Elsa (briefly) Open for interaction
The large canine circled back around the huge mall, looking for one of the less used entrances to the mall. He finally located one through a small store that connected to the mall. Disregarding the no pets sign, he walked in with swagger in his walk. Almost immediantly he transformed into the tall red man, walking into the vast food court. Glancing around, he hardly noticed the blonde girl sitting at a table. Kuser's hands dug in his pockets, grabbing one of his lighters. He always carried one of them with him. At home he always liked to own at least five of them at a time. This one in particular was a silver one with a refillable cartridge, a pretty gold pattern on the side of it. As he walked down the stairs, his right hand flicked the lighter on and off.

Approaching the first table he saw, Kuser sat down to maybe get something to quell his savage stomach. The large man briefly glanced at the girl sitting at the same table, but soon started thumbing through his wallet with ease.

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Jack | FNAF OC | 22 | Location: Park | Boyfriend: Jere' | Interaction: None (open)
He jumped into a plushie store and gazed around, amazed and intrigued.

(...)

After a few hours of walking around the store, looking everywhere and chasing children away from a few of the plushies, there it was. His eyes set glanced into a corner in the upper side of a book-shelf. His eyelids shook and he gave a smile. It was a little bunny plushie, just the same color as his boyfriends fur, and beautiful sky-blue eyes. It could easily be a mix between the two furries, making it look like it was their own child.

He looked left, then right, but not a soul to be found around. He sighed. Suddenly a crazy idea rushed into him and he smirked. In the blink of an eye he led his way into the bookshelf and tried to climb up, barely stumbling upon a few toys that tickled his feet. He made his way into the precious gift he had chosen, and took it. He gave a smile, wich inmediatelly backed off and let to a horrorized expression when had noticed.

He was 2 meters away from the floor.

and he was afraid of heights.

-Oh god.- He spoke to himself. As time went on, the more paniqued he became. -H-HELP!!- He yelled in terror.

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Dean Winchester || Supernatural || 37 || Location: Baby aka His Car || Partner: Castiel || Interaction: Cas/Open

Dean tapped his hands on the steering wheel, nodding his head to the beat of his music as he waited for the light to change. He pressed on the gas pedal, mouthing to the lyrics to AC/DC's Highway To Hell. "No stop signs / Speed limit / Nobody's gonna slow me down / Like a wheel / Gonna spin it / Nobody's gonna mess me around / Hey, S--Christ!" he exclaimed, the wheel jerking in his hands before he regained control of the car. Pulling over, Dean twisted around in his seat to glare at the scruffy-haired trenchcoat-wearing angel who'd appeared in his backseat. "Cas, how many times have I told you not to do that?"

Castiel (Cas) ||Supernatural || Pff.. Angel age? || Location: Dean's car || Partner: Dean Winchester || Interaction: Dean/Open

Cas turned his head to stare at Dean, a slightly blank look on his face as the hunter growled at him. "You said not to do it without warning. I gave you warning, look," Cas said, holding up the mobile phone he'd finally figured out how to use. He couldn't figure out why humans were so fascinated by them, they were rather confusing. "There's a lot of buttons on this, but I figured out how to send you a text that said: Dean, I'm in the car."

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Elsa || Female || Disney's Frozen || 21 || Bachelorette || Mall || Mentions: Kuser

Elsa remained in her own world for a moment. Looking at the other people in the food court. Socializing always came a bit hard for her when her sister wasn't around.

She blushed a bit watching a random red haired girl walk by and stare at her for a moment. Now if only she could just say hi.
Her thoughts were soon interrupted when a man sat at the same table she did. People usually didn't do that.

She wasn't bothered, but caught off guard. "Well hi there." She said, tapping her finger on the table and looking off into the crowd where the red haired girl was.

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Kuser Taurus // Male // Wolf man thingy // 23 years old // Bachelor // Location: The Mall
Mention: Elsa, Open for interaction

Not really paying attention to the girl, Kuser gave a grunt in answer. He looked over to the string of food shops. His stomach growled, reminding him what he was there for. Kuser slicked his jet black hair back, still playing with the lighter. The man tried to decide where to eat at. Looking though his wallet again, Kuser was dissapoinyed with finding a mere old ten dollar bill in it. Finally deciding what he would get, the man walked away with little regard for the girl at the table. Out of habit he stuck a cigar in his mouth, although unlighted.

Waiting in the short line, he glanced at the menu. Upon reaching the register he ordered a few chicken strips and a small pop. Used returned to his seat, sitting with one leg over the other and leaning on the table. He looked out on the food court, seeing all sorts of interesting characters and even hearing a distant squeal noise from a shop.

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Bran Stark || Male || Game Of Thrones || 17 || Partner: Jojen Reed
|| Location: Coffee Shop > Store (?) || Mentions: Jack

Bran sighed and sat down at the nearest booth as Jojen returned with their coffee, sliding one towards him with a sly smirk. Bran stared absentmindedly out the window, watching the people pass by as they went about their daily business. He felt a hand grab his own and looked over to see Jojen staring at him with a worried expression. Bran brooded over things too much, and Jojen didn't like that much. The black-haired boy sighed and looked back over at the window, feeling the presence of a cat down the street.

Closing his eyes, he felt them roll back as he forced his mind upon the tomcat's. The cat thrashed a little, but Bran eventually took him over, finding himself in the mind of a tomcat now. He made his way to the trash can, his little paws padding across the ground, before he felt another furball fly into him. Jojen. The idiot had warged into a german shepherd. The tomcat was forced to take off across the yard as Bran forced him to, feeling Jojen's hot breath on his heels. They passed a shop, and Bran skidded to a stop as he heard a cry for help. He found himself retreating from the cat, and opened his eyes to see the coffee shop walls again, as a human, and blinked, turning to Jojen. "I heard someone scream." He growled rather calmly. Jojen stood, ignoring his coffee, and took his hand, leading him out.

Jojen Reed || Male || Game Of Thrones || 18 || Partner: Bran Stark
Location: Coffee Shop > Store || Mentions: Jack

Jojen headed out of the shop, running with Bran beside him, still holding his hand. He followed the source of the noise, spotting the german shepherd he had warged into as it chased the same tomcat, and followed their footsteps, going backwards down their trail. He found a shop, and with a sharp push, he thrust the doors open. A rather odd creature was hanging from the wall, looking as if he was attempting to get something. "Oi, mate, ya'll right up there?" He asked, staring at him inquisitively with his bright brown eyes. He squeezed Bran's hand, feeling the uneasy tension in his stance.

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Elsa || Female || Disney's Frozen || 21 || Bachelorette || Mall || Mentions: Kuser (indirectly), Merida


Elsa make a "tsk" noise with her mouth when she was just flat out ignored. Whatever, at least she got her table back.
She soon got bored of sitting alone and got up with her bag of merchandise in hand.

She walked a bit faster than normal, maybe it was time to head home for the day. She didn't pay much mind to anyone, that is, until she caught a glimpse of something shiny in another store. Maybe she should check it out.

Suddenly she found herself tripping over an uneven tile and falling down on the floor. Total face plant. Oh dear that was embarrassing.
She shook her head, looking down to see someone's foot.

"Oh, um..." She stuttered a bit, looking up at the curly red haired girl before her.

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Bachelorette:
Merida|20|Female|Single
(Being Fat, interacting with Elsa.)
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"Wanna join me up here?" She laughed and helped the blonde from 'rock bottom'. "you alright? That was quite a fall." She examined the other girls face, using her hand to rouchly caress it. Texting the pain levels. "I mean. You can have one of my meat fries if it'll help yah. You are skinny." She circled Elsa, noticing the very thin waste. She came from a place were food was an important part of life. She stoped and smiled gleefully. "Just means you keep fit."

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Elsa || Female || Disney's Frozen || 21 || Bachelorette || Mall || Mentions: Merida


Elsa took her hand, lifting herself up some and then brushing her green summer dress off with her hands.
She picked up her bag of clothing she bought and nervously laughed.

"I think I'm fine." She said with a smile.

Elsa froze when the girl touched her face, blushing a bit. That was pretty sudden.
"Oh no no, I'm... Uh. I'm alright. I've always had this kind of build." She said, as the girl circled her.

If only she was so bad at social interaction. Growing up in isolation really took its toll on her. Of course she was getting much better with it. Still, sometimes it felt like she didn't know how to act around others than her sister.

"Elsa. You?" She asked, introducing herself.

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