but every part of me is saying go weather

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ƪ(˘⌣˘)┐ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BROWqjuTM0g ┌(˘⌣˘)ʃ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Setting: Dinner at A STRANGE IKEA FURNITURE STORE IN LAS VEGAS. Literally what the actual fuck. Gambling chip chairs? Roulette dining tables? Slot machine refrigerators? What the hell is this? How? What? Why? How? HOW? /HOW?/ Why are you here? Why is Flame here? Why? There is also a trolling voice on the intercom because Flame can't explain this shit somebody's gotta lmao. ...Have fun, I guess?


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ƪ(˘⌣˘)┐ Triggers ┌(˘⌣˘)ʃ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Brunswick: n/A.
Ultramarine: Bleach and noose suicide, but staged suicide is ok.
Neptune: Detailed descriptions of insects.
Flame: n/A.
Charcoal: Creepypasta stuff.
Sunglow: Potpourri.
Ruby: Needles and syringes.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ƪ(˘⌣˘)┐ Genders ┌(˘⌣˘)ʃ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Brunswick: Female
Ultramarine: Nonbinary
Neptune: Female?
Flame: Male
Charcoal: Male
Sunglow: IT
Ruby: Male

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ƪ(˘⌣˘)┐ Characters ┌(˘⌣˘)ʃ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

~~~Brunswick~~~

Brunswick "Swick"
Female/6'0/18??

Brunswick has long black hair tied into two buns on her head. Her eyes are the color of her namesake. She is very pale and skinny. She wears a brunswick ribbon around her throat for some reason. If anyone gets too close she freaks out a little. She wears a loose dark blue dress with combat boots and black tights ripped at the knees.

Brunswick is nervous around people, preferring to be around plants instead. At home she has a flower garden that she spends most of her time in. It is large and overgrown but it is hers and she loves it. She also enjoys music, mostly opera and violin solos. If she is alone she likes to practice singing but she isn't that good. If anyone she doesn't know moves too fast around her she instantly goes to protect her neck. If anyone were to remove her ribbon her head would fall off. She wouldn't die, but it would be quite embarrassing.

(hair: http://tinyurl.com/ptbsxs8) (dress: http://tinyurl.com/phkzwhw)


~~~Ultramarine~~~

[ NB, 5'9", ???? ] Hey, look! Your average dinner guest! Except they're really, really not. Yeah, this is... this is a zombie. But hey! They... are actually pretty well preserved.

This person doesn't know much about their past. Like, they remember very, very little. Most of what they know was told to them by the scientists that found and rehabilitated them. You see, the zombie was just stumbling around, as hungry as any undead, until they were captured for testing by scientists. They are now one of the first fully rehabilitated and sentient zombies! Though they're still pretty hungry.

For a variety of reasons, they are kept on a medication cocktail, and the combination of this, therapy, and willpower has helped them to keep their undead evil in check. They've only attempted to eat someone... three times! Yay!!

As mentioned, they can't remember terribly much, including their age and their gender. As a result, they've just decided to identify as nonbinary since they don't have much of a leaning towards any gender, and they just kind of... hold up a few fingers when asked their age. They can count to six now! They show this off every time they are asked their age. Which is considerably confusing for anyone on the receiving end of this gesture, since this zombie really doesn't look like they're six years old. Oh well.

Most of the time, they seem confused and kind of tired, and it takes them a few seconds to process certain things. Expect a lot of "ummm" and "uhhh"s. But they're very friendly! They want to learn about humans, so they maintain as much communication with them as possible. Not that they're quite able to discern a human from most other things. Demon? Oh, hey, human, nice healthy flesh! Angel? I love your beating heart! Plant? Hello, human!! Yeah. To help with introductions, they have a series of flash cards that introduce things such as their eating restrictions and medications. And, you know, explaining their situation. They're not too good at that.

You can't quite tell what their ethnicity was when they were living, but now they seem pretty green. Their hair is long and black, and they wear a dark blue sweater and incredibly loose pants with suspenders. The suspenders are so that they can just shake off the straps and let the pants fall off when its time to go to bed or whatever. (They don't actually sleep, but they're practicing to learn how.) Other than that, they have a little fanny pack that holds all their meds and index cards, and they wear cute little slippers. Once again, for ease of putting on and taking off.

(do the monster mash....)


~~~Neptune~~~

Female?? / ?? / 4'10"

Appearance: http://i.imgur.com/Weo0sBD.png, http://i.imgur.com/ZftoKRw.gif

A normal human being living a normal human being life, Neptune (or Radio) is having a fine time just being herself. She's been best friends with Desiree for ten years, meeting the other when she was only 13 and has been building up a great friendship ever since. Of course, she hasn't aged a bit since then, but she'd rather not talk about that. She is perfectly human, she just uses a lot of makeup. Trust her.

 She acts a bit robotic sometimes, even going as far as speaking typos and correcting them herself. Most of the time, though, she's just looking for a good time and won't deal with any negativity in her life. She's very confident and upbeat, and seems to be extremely intelligent, though she won't give away her IQ. She loves to clean, and commonly takes up odd cleaning jobs when she's not working as a bank accountant.

 In reality, she is an android who was formerly owned by a vague German company who sells small robotic companions. She was one of their newest projects, but they seemed to make her a bit too human, giving her the ability to know what she is and to gain new emotions all by herself. She was able to escape due to poor security and their lack of understanding of what they had created. She doesn't really care.


~~~Flame~~~

Lionel Walker (Flame)
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Height: 6'1
Build: A little on the skinnier side, but muscular with broad shoulders and a fairly toned body.
Birthday: July 5th
Personality: Despite his tough appearance, Flame is actually a gentle guy...to an extent. He doesn't know how to talk to people at all, so he can be found standing alone staring at the ground with either his hands on his hips or his arms crossed blushing. Upon talking to him, you'll see that not only does he blush real easily, but he also often stutters a bit along with scratching the side of his head and rubbing the back of his neck. It's really easy to make his face flush, but if you provoke him enough he'll become the total opposite of what he usually is and turn into a violent swearing machine who will threaten to punch your teeth out if you don't quit doing whatever it is that's getting under his skin. Other than being god-awful at socializing and having a really aggressive side, Flame is very passionate about music and uses it to express his feelings since he's such an awkward wreck when it comes to interacting with others. He's a good guy, just...don't continually make fun of him for not being good at talking.
Appearance: Fair-tan skin. Green-gray eyes. Orange hair that reaches to his earlobes, spiked upward in the center. Has a single gray earstud on his right ear, a double helix piercing on his left, and a piercing on his right eyebrow. Wears a wide black spiked neck collar and spiked black wrist cuffs on both of his arms. Wears a plain black short-sleeved t-shirt with a flaming skull on it. Wears black skinny jeans and black lace-up ankle boots.


~~~Charcoal~~~

M/28/6'2"

Yar, har, fiddle dee dee, being a pirate is alright with me! Or something to that effect.

Charcoal's a strange dude. Most of my ocs are. Is this really a surprise to you? But Charcoal's a different kind of strange, honestly. A bit of a rogue, generally spends most of his time on his boat -- er, his 'ship', as he calls it. Holy fucking shit he loves boats -- but that's another story. He feels much more at home out on the sea rather than at land, and spends most of his time hunting around for buried riches across vast expanses of land typically abandoned by it's previous inhabitants, reaping in the cash in the night with a bottle of rum and a mouth full of shanties.

A pirate, more or less. Yar.

His morals are definitely questionable, and he's generally pretty chill about what other people do. That's their business, not his -- most of the time, at least. It's not typically until he or anyone he cares about gets involved that he really starts to care. He's... generally quite chill in general, though sure as hell isn't afraid to tussle if you rub him the wrong way. Rustle his jimmies a bit. Something like that. But still. Pretty chill. A bit dense, though, and so behind on modern times it's absolutely /painful/.

Tall tan man who's complexion shouldn't be much of a surprise considering how much time he spends out on the open waters. Messy dark brown hair, with a slight stubble of the same color on his chin. He's got a damn nice jawline too, apparently. His eyes match the color of his namesake... or, eye, considering there's an eyepatch covering the other. Is there anything even under there? Maybe. One of his teeth are golden and one of his hands is a hook. Got a lot of missing body parts, don't you, pal?


~~~Sunglow~~~

IT/4'2"/AGE IS MEANINGLESS

This robot doesn't give a FUCK about you, and it doesn't hesitate to let you know so. A fully self aware robot, it hates being compared to humans. It's like, what the fuck!!! I'm not gross like you flesh bags! Stop! It's body is made out of a sleek black chrome and it has all sorts of hidden gadgets, gizmos, features, and accessories! Its body is humanoid, but its head only has a screen on it (think daft punk). It does not wear clothes. Because it is a robot.


~~~Ruby~~~

Name: Ruby
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1
Build: A bit muscular.
Age: 18
Occupation: Getaway driver for the mafia
Species: Witch?

Appearance: ((no color bust sketch)) http://prntscr.com/7zte30
Hair---- Platinum blonde.
Eyes---- Hazel/green.
Skin---- So fair-skinned that it's sorta creepy.
Clothes-
* A white tank top that fades into rainbow swirls toward the bottom, the swirls themselves outlined in black. There's a like-patterned rainbow pocket on his left breast.
* Black jeans, ripping at the knees and near his ankles. There are extra holes and tears down each leg (all from fights.) It looks like he's sewn a few bigger holes up with brightly colored threads, each hole having been sewn in a different color.
* Black vans sneakers with white laces.
* Silver rings, some embedded with light blue/white diamonds while others are a pink opal.
* Has a brightly colored pink and blue varsity style jacket tied around his waist, the pockets filled with suckers and other candies (but mainly suckers.)
* Has a chrome painted motorcycle, and it's /always/ parked nearby for quick access.

Personality: He doesn't get along with people, like... practically /ever/. The poor guy always says something rude or out of turn without thinking (granted, usually joking)... and his hurtful words always sound entirely serious, since he has quite the monotone voice. He's usually found pulling pranks on everyone (to see how scared or grossed out they can get) or blatantly insulting everyone he can (but only if they've pissed him off--he's not /that/ heartless.)  He tries to be more expressive with his feelings, but it always backfires--his smile looks terrifying, his tone of voice becomes eerily dark when he gives compliments or praise, and his laugh makes babies and small children cry. He /will/, however, express a seemingly regular excitement whenever there is a need to drive his motorcycle /really fast/ (like, say... when there's a few other guys on motorcycles, and they're coming after you, all the while /maybe/ handling a few guns.) He loves danger. Danger is his /best friend/. Also lollipops. Lollipops and danger = best friends.

Backstory: Hoo, boy, I'll get to this later. Just know that he's son to a very important mafia family, second house to the main guy in charge. Also, his specific family line has witch genetics roaming about...