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-setting: traditional marilyn mansion i wasted too much time on Diamond lmao i'm sorry
+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?
 
 
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-Brunswick: Needles, syringes.
+
-Neptune: n/A.
+Brunswick: n/A.
-Charcoal: n/A.
+Ultramarine: Bleach and noose suicide, but staged suicide is ok.
-Ash: Suicide with bleach or nooses.
+Neptune: Detailed descriptions of insects.
-Onyx: Creepypasta stuff.
+Flame: n/A.
-Diamond: n/A.
+Charcoal: Creepypasta stuff.
-Ruby: Detailed descriptions of insects.
+Sunglow: Potpourri.
-Garnet: No.
+Ruby: Needles and syringes.
-Sapphire: Sexual activity.
+
-Emerald: n/A.
+
 
 Brunswick: Female
 Ultramarine: Nonbinary
-Brunswick: Male
+Neptune: Female?
-Neptune: 'IT'
+Flame: Male
 Charcoal: Male
-Ash: Female
+Sunglow: IT
-Onyx: Male
+Ruby: Male
-Diamond: Male
+
-Ruby: Female?
+
-Garnet: Female
+
-Sapphire: Female
+
-Emerald: Female
+
 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.
 
-Name: Brunswick
+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.
 
-Height: 5'10
+(hair: http://tinyurl.com/ptbsxs8) (dress: http://tinyurl.com/phkzwhw)
-Build: A bit of muscle, just a little side of chub.
+
-Age: 21
+
-Occupation: Barista
+~~~Ultramarine~~~
 
-Appearance:
+[ 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.
-Eyes-------- Fairly rounded in shape, the iris of both a lighter brown.
+
-Hair-------- Wavy and unkempt, his medium-short hair rests just over his ears in a layered cut. It's styled back to front, but parted from his right so that his bangs flip to his left.
+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.
-Skin-------- White as fuck.
+
-Clothes-----
+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!!
-* A simple muscle shirt, white in color, with a black smiley face pressed on splat in the middle (like this--> ☻ symbol.)
+
-* Half bright yellow and half rainbow plaid skinny jeans, fraying at the knees from overuse (one leg is dark green, the other rainbow.) A couple silver chains hang from his left side.
+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.
-* A black/silver bullet studded belt.
+
-* A bright green jacket, only just over-sized. The inside of the hoodie is tie-dyed rainbow, and the front pockets are made of an entirely different material, once again rainbow but the pattern this time being vertical stripes. The jacket itself stays open, with the sleeves of the jacket pushed back onto his elbows... and also the hood is just /always/ over his head. Always.
+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.
-* Black headphones, the cord a different color--green, again dark, and flowing into his right jacket pocket to his phone. They rest around his neck 24/7. [very loud & yelling brunswick voice] Boy do I love /metal bands/!!
+
-* Really weird socks... patterned with various sugary foods, most blue and pink.
+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.
-* Black creepers with white laces.
+
-* Black goggles with a green tint.
+(do the monster mash....)
-* He ties a bright lime-colored bandanna around a belt loop of his green pant leg; specifically the one on his furthest right side.
+
-* Very boldly colored bracelets stack up to about 3 inches below his elbow.
+
-* Matching necklaces, only these have a lot of annoying trinkets just about everywhere. Mainly stars or tropical fish.
+
-* Please save him.
+
 Female?? / ?? / 4'10"
-Personality:
+
-Bright and bubbly, he loves to be around people! If you manage to stop his talking, he'll get so restless he'll start making weird faces at you until you let him talk again--that, or poke you until you scream... to be honest, he likes to mess around with people pretty often and gets the biggest kick out of it (though he'll sob and apologize if someone gets angry at him, the poor weeb.) He can be kind of naive and oblivious to things others find obvious, and doesn't necessarily understand personal space. If he messes something up, or just gets really embarrassed, you can bet on it that he'll get the heck outta dodge while stuttering and making a run to the nearest exit.
+
 
 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)
-MALE, AGE 20
+
-Charcoal stands at about 175 cm. He is very thin, with an apparent lack of muscles and perhaps a bit under weight. He only ever seems to wear ‘fancier’ clothes, including vests, dress shirts, suits, etc. He is fond of sweater vests as well. Always has boots on. He has long, wavy strawberry blond hair. Occasionally in a ponytail- low or high. Has an abundance of freckles speckling him. Wears red framed rectangular glasses. His canines appear a little sharper than the average.. He is very much human. He has wonderful posture, and rarely seems to slouch, even if tired. Has an eyebrow piercing on his left eyebrow. His left ear also has a few piercings. Has pretty purple eyes.
+Age: 20
 Height: 6'1
-He is absolutely awful with people, though he tries his best to be nice. has a very pretty singing voice. He also can play the piano and the violin. He can be fairly easy to offend- almost like a prissy cat. He is terribly prone to passing out. Charcoal can easily hear the whispers of the dead and see glimpses of them in regular situations, and often times talks back or startles. He seems less inclined to interact with the living, although his constant conversation with the dead earns him terrible headaches. It's rather hard to read him, making it nearly impossible to tell what's going on in his head. He speaks gently and smoothly, in a rather transfixing way and in a way that makes you want to tell him about every moment you've doubted yourself or something, or really just.. Everything.
+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.
-~~~Ash~~~
+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.
 
-[ 20, F, 5'3" ] Imagine this. You walk into a room, only to see smoke filling the room. Who is that? Just this girl! Please don't be too freaked out by her smoke head. She doesn't really know why she has it either. In reality, she does have a face! Just, for some reason, it's blocked out in everyone's eyes but her own. Some sort of.... kissed-by-an-eldritch-being-as-a-baby, mortals-go-mad-at-the-sight-of-her-true-face thing. Which is odd! She's actually human. Completely human. Or, was, at some point.
+
 ~~~Charcoal~~~
-In any case! Even though she sometimes lapses into eldritch tongues, she's not going to hurt you! Intentionally, that is. She's actually a pretty cool kid! Or, classy, let's say. She dons a masculine set of formal clothing, complete with a tailcoat, and often smokes a (water vapor) cigar while standing in an elegant pose. Cool!
+
 M/28/6'2"
-She likes to come up with clever background chatter, but other than that, she's pretty quiet. Kind of the type to just stand alone and maybe eat. Check her nails? Hell yeah. Even if she's a little intimidating, she's great to talk to! Mostly kind of sarcastic, but you know. She's one of the few people you'll fine who will actually, seriously, unironically, say the word "nincompoop".
+
 Yar, har, fiddle dee dee, being a pirate is alright with me! Or something to that effect.
-Nice!
+
 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.
 
-~~~Onyx~~~
+A pirate, more or less. Yar.
 
-M/28/6'1"
+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, wide, eccentric, and higher up on the grand ladder of wealth than you could ever hope to be -- that just about sums up Onyx. He's quite eccentric in behavior, generally trying to say calm, collected, charming and gentlemanly. But sometimes, to be frank, shit happens, and he can't help but start to lose a grip on that temper of his. He can't help it, shit's going down! Thankfully, he's quick to put his composure back together, should it ever start to fall apart -- few have really seen what happens when Dewdrop completely loses control of his cool, but it's probably terrifying. He is a pretty strong man, after all.
+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?
 
-Nonetheless, his usually amicable demeanor aside, you can't help but feel like there's something... *off* about this man. It's not that he's particularly evil or anything, no, but it often seems like there's something he's trying to hide. What it is, exactly, is up in the air -- many people have their theories, but no one quite knows exactly what his deal is -- and he's pretty hellbent on keeping it that way, by the looks of it.
+
 ~~~Sunglow~~~
-He clearly has way too much time and money on his hands, but what he even DOES with said time and money is anyone's guess. He has a large amount of... things, lord knows what they are or where they came from. Old, antique-y looking things that he refuses to specify the origins of. He also refuses to specify how he inherited his family's fortune -- largely because he doesn't know himself. His parents just up and left one day, and he knows they're most likely alive, but where? Why did they leave? And he also tends to mumble to himself sometimes, but it's as if he's speaking with... someone, something, right behind him.
+
 IT/4'2"/AGE IS MEANINGLESS
-There's just an... odd presence to the guy. Abnormal. Paranormal, one might say.
+
 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.
-But that's just a bunch of rumors! Those journalists gotta make their money somehow, right?
+
 
-A tall, round man with pale blonde hair and eyes matching the color of his namesake, light freckles just across the bridge of his nose. Top hat, suit, etc the color of his namesake, Fancy by Iggy Azalea or whoever the fuck plays in the distance. Always carries around this walking stick cane thing that you're like 80% sure has some sort of weapon inside it holy shit bro
+
 
 Name: Ruby
-~~~Diamond~~~
+
 Height: 6'1
-Arkadi Fuhrmann (Diamond)
+Build: A bit muscular.
 Age: 18
-Age: 23
+Occupation: Getaway driver for the mafia
-Height: 6'
+Species: Witch?
-Build: On the skinnier side, but fit with broad shoulders and a slightly defined stomach.
+
-Birthday: December 26th
+Appearance: ((no color bust sketch)) http://prntscr.com/7zte30
-Occupation: Tailor
+Hair---- Platinum blonde.
-Personality: Diamond is very very quiet. He speaks only a few words in an intimidating deep voice when he is addressed or when he is required to, thus making conversation and just overall getting anywhere with him a waste of time. When he becomes shocked or angry enough though, his boring composed surface chips away and he begins to be very expressive with either mood he is in. Hand gestures, the emotion on his face, he'll even talk and swear very quickly in German. Diamond prefers to be alone and spend his time painting, learning more English, or working on the clothes of his customers, but really it's because he's afraid of becoming close to someone only to lose them again. This was the case of his childhood friend, who had committed suicide. She never told him what was driving her to off herself either, being the reason why he also fears he'll still not know about a person despite having a great relationship with them. If Diamond does begin to open up to you, he'll be a little overbearing but he does mean well.
+Eyes---- Hazel/green.
-Appearance: Pale skin, ice blue eyes. White hair that is short and messily spiky on the top. White long-sleeved button down with a black tie and the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, dark grey vest, socks, and trousers with a black leather belt, shoes, and wristwatch.
+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.
 
-A normal human being living a normal human being life, Ruby (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.
+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...