Aaron: Hello... *snore* Hello, viewers. Come talk... to me... *shakes head* Come talk to me please. I've got no friends, 'cause I'm an insomniac stalker, so... *blinks* So perhaps you'd like to talk to... *blink* You'd like to talk to me?

Aaron: WTF!! Who're you?? And why'd you lick me??

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(Very well. Despite having a choir concert to go to I will attempt to be online at this time.)

( @the wandering morse code? A bit overrated if you ask me, but to each their own I guess) Muffin: Hey Aaron! Insomnia huh... I watch YouTube all night QoQ

Aaron: Yeah... insomnia... from natural causes though... the coffee doesn't help though...
Aaron: *glomps Eden* *recedes* Sorry... >_>

JUMP ON THIS ACCOUNT MEETING TIME 0v0

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(I regret to inform that I could care less about those who do not like my quirk.)

Eden, Muffin doesn't see the beauty in it. Anywho... RP? I can't post any more paintings right now and Cynthia's off, so just RP on this painting?

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(I suppose.)

(I'll drop my quirk unless my character is talking.)

(What kind of roleplay? Human, animal, Pokemon? Anime or webcomic? Or just FTW and randomized?)

Aaron: *wakes up from a nap* Hmmm....?

((Randomized, my dear Watson.))

(Errmerrgerrd we're RPing okay)

(lelz yep XD *is excited cause never rped with u ever before* :D)

Shifting quietly in the ceiling, a dark-haired figure adjusted their posture, staring down at the bedroom beneath them. She saw the figure shift, as if in wake, and she placed the panel in the ceiling back as quickly as possible. (Meep)

(Augh that was short but at least it was literate jhcddlseevyotdfbrr metaphorical stairs)

((I'm watchin' Antz atm... I wanted ta watch Meulan (or however you spell it), but my uncle doesn't have it. D: I'll shut up now. XD))

(WHAT MORTAL ON THIS EARTH COULD POSSIBLY NOT OWN MULAN.)
(Oh wait.)

Aaron looked inquisitively at ceiling panel. Afraid of what might have been behind the panel, Aaron quickly leaped up to open the panel. Unable to reach the first few times, he gave a huge leap, and eventually reached the panel. He gave it a tap, and it moved slightly, revealing a glimpse of the figure whom had moved it before.

((I know! And they got 2 lil kids. You'd think they'd own it.))

"... .... .. - .-.-.-" she clicked, backing up quickly. Pupils narrowing, she snuck back, keeping just out of Aaron's sight range- or at least until his eyes adjusted.

(Also my character just swore. The S word. You're welcome.)

Aaron's eyes quickly adjusted, has he was overly accustomed to darkness. He gave a starlight* leap, to hang on the ledge. He wobbled, then climbed up nimbly. "Who might you be?" he inquired, not knowing the clicking noise he had heard was from the figure.

*((Yes, starlight. XD Sorry I had to. XD))

as he was*

She paused. It wasn't as if she could... well, say. He didn't understand Morse code. Chances were he didn't know sign language either. She shook her head and backed up, reaching for her spare strife specibus- the only thing that would fit in this tight space- her dagger. Grabbing it, she carved the word [BLANK] into a piece of wood which was laying nearby. ($CREW LOGIC THERE IS WOOD THERE NOW)

Aaron read the words etched into the board. "So... your name is Blank?" he said slowly. "I'm Aaron. Aaron Williams. So... why are you above my bedroom?" He sat down slowly, as not to startle her.
((watching Antz, and shipping mode engaged... Z x Bala. XD Logic was never of the essence.))

(Oh.)
Skillfully weilding her knife, she quickly carved [Do you happen to know Morse code, American Sign Language, or have a whiteboard and expo-marker? Using a knife is a bit awkward.]

(I don't know what $exuality Blank should have. Hetero, homko, bi, or Pan$exual? Or nyeh?)

"I've got a whiteboard and marker," he said, moving back towards the panel above his bed. "Let me go get it." He climbed back down, quickly retrieved his whiteboard and Expo marker, and handed it carefully through the crack in the panel. Once she had grabbed it, he extended his hand to her, for her to help him back up.
(A test of trust. :3)

(wwhatevver you want. Most of my OCs are bi, so maybe bi.)

(I'm bi too, soooo..... :T)

(Eh, I'm just gonna do what I can to- whoops I accidentally shipped Blank with Aaron.)
Grabbing his hand and pulling him up, she wrote {Thanks!} on the board. {Now, what was it you were asking?} She wrote, her small, quick, neat handwriting scrawling across the board.

(I'm pan$exual. Which basically means I prefer no gender over the other, and am attracted to both. I think bi just means you lean more towards one gender. I don't remember.)

(lol XD)
"Well, I was wondering what you were doing above my bedroom," he said, blushing lightly into the pitch black darkness. 'For having just met me, she's kind of quick to trust me,' he thought to himself.

((Welp, I'm bi, then. I prefer guys, but like girls too... soooo... ya. :T *suddenly thinks over my entire life and my choices because of the ongoing blo.odbath between religion and modern society in my head*))

Noticing him flustered, she quickly wrote {Nothing scandalous, if that's what you're thinking.} She shivered, clicking to herself. {No 'graping the grass'. Just tea for me, thanks.} She scribbled down, referencing to a personal favorite show of hers.

{I'm simply here to gather information- it's my job.}

He quickly wiped the look from his face. "One must entertain all possibilities, you know," he replied. He sighed, then inquired, "Why is collecting information your job? Who's your boss, if this is your job?"

((Oh, looks like Antz is over. I'll watch DW or Hetalia or OHSHC now, on Netflix.))

((Whenever you go to sleep, I'll watch the OHSHC bloopers on YT. I'm blabbing again. *shuts up*))

{That is... something I'm not allowed to say/write.} she wrote. {All I can say is that it is an orginization bigger and stronger than anyone suspects. I am a Shadow Guardian of the 8th degree. Not all that impressive.} She scratched the back of her neck, embarrased.

"I'd say it's quite impressive," he replied. "Just being involved in something so top-secret would be an achievement in itself." He smiled at her through the darkness, hoping she would feel the warmth of his not-often-received smiles. He inquired, "Why do you speak in Morse Code? Why must you verbally speak it?"

(*trips down metaphorical stairs*)

((And suddenly watching "The Empty Child", my favorite episode with 9.))

(why the fudge did you do that?)

{Right. It's best you don't... see.} she scribbled. {As per right-of-passage, my vocal chords were... tweaked. All I can manage is clicks.} she wrote, smiling back, not even seeming sad about it. ''.--. . -.-. ..- .-.. .. .- .-. .-.-.-'' she clicked softly to herself. (That should say 'Peculiar.')

"That seems like a useless waste of time? Why would anyone do that?" he inquired. He watched her intently, afraid to ask questions she's forbidden to answer.

(excuse my improper conventions.)

{So we don't tell the ones who catch us any secrets we find.} Blank wrote, {We are sworn to secrecy, and I'm actually lucky I can still click. Some get their vocal chords torn clean out.} She tilted her head. {It keeps the ones we watch over safe.}

Repulsed, he replied, "It seems like an unusual organization. So who does this organization watch over?"

{Whoever. I suppose I was sent to guard you.} She wrote. {Don't know why.} She made a face that looked like she was laughing, but no noise came out. {All I know is that I'm here for a reason.}

"That seems unfair," he said. "You must protect people without knowing why." He looked at her sympathetically.

{I'm used to it.} She scribbled down. {Besides, most people tend to like the ones they've been signed to- sometimes a bit too much, and we'll leave it at that...} Blank shifted her position, listening. She could have sworn she heard her faction leader...

(By hear, she means... well, you can always hear Ukraine coming...)

'She doesn't mean...' he thought to himself. He blushed into the pitch blackness. He looked at her inquisitively when she changed her position. "What is it?" he asked.

((Either I'm halfway bored of this, or we're taking too long to respond. :T))

{I think my faction leader is here. I suggest you be careful. She's a bit less... modest.} Making a face, she glanced around, trying to locate the female.

(I'm not bored. :P Maybe you're tired?)

(*METAPHORICAL STAIRS*)

Coming up behind Aaron, a feminine figure leaned up behind him and whispered in his ear, "Boo." Wrapping her arms around the male, she smiled in an almost drunken way. Her chest (and what's on them *eyebrow wiggle*) pressed against his back uncomfortably. "Hello, kitten." the female purred at Blank.
(Blank. O////O *triggered*)
{I forgot to mention faction leaders are the only ones with fixed vocal chords.}

((Hail no. I'm just wishin' it'd go faster. :T Hm... I'm just used to less detailed RPs, I guess.))

Aaron shifted uncomfortably in her grip. "Hello..." he said quietly.

(WELL AARON IS BEIN HARASSED SO DO SOMEFIN ABOUT IT xD)

Blank clicked back a greeting. {Also, she can't read.} she wrote.

(Okay so by the way the faction leader basically looks like the Condense except with a Ukraine-sized chest area thing yea)

He slipped from her grip and scooted away from her. "Thank you for that FRIENDLY greeting," he said with irritation.
(Furgot what Condense is. :T)

(The Batterwitch. Ancestor of Feferi.)
Looking dissapointed, the faction leader went over to Blank. "Do the transform-y think! *thing" She said, stumbling and collapsing on top of herself. {Aaaaaaaand she's drunk again.} she wrote.

(When not drunk, the faction leader's seduction tactics never fail. Even Blank is swayed.)

(Ugh. I need to sleeping.)

(Ah, yes. Lovely... a busty Meena... GREEEEEAAAAAAT... XD)
Aaron facepalmed, irritated with the faction leader. How could she, a baka, be a baka hanshu over Blank?

(kk, buhbye. Cya tomorrow evening?))

(Maybe we can RP later. For now, Blank drags the faction leader out and Aaron is left with the promise to meet Blank again... maybe.)

(Otay. But I wants to RP with ya tomorrow evening too, otherwise I'll be stuck on YT or drawing. :T)