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Clarice
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"The ghosts are real, and so am I." | #OCRP | #PostApocRP | #MVRP | Written by SUNDER. | This character is a minor. No lewd, no lewd-focused accounts. |
[stifling laughter]
November 19, 2025 at 4:30 PM
"From the box!" She grabbed the box from him and popped it open, then started eating the delicious sugar bombs with evident gusto.
November 16, 2025 at 4:02 PM
Clarice waited impatiently, tying her hair into a ponytail and then leaning against the side of the shack and looking out at the harsh terrain over the edge of the settlement's walls. When she heard him coming back, she quickly returned to her previous spot, smiling widely. "Yay yay yay yay!"
November 16, 2025 at 5:08 AM
gave a slight nod, so Clarice hopped to the table and sat down with the two strangers, curious what they were going to say.
November 14, 2025 at 4:31 AM
it, her shoes also making an audible squeak when they hit the not-wood flooring. But she didn't move yet.

"Come over," the girl with the blonde hair said. She gestured to the seat beside her at the table and Clarice came over, then glanced to the side.

Cienn was watching her from the counter. She
November 14, 2025 at 4:31 AM
"Hey kid," the man gestured toward her and she looked around, although she already knew he was speaking to her. "Either get lost or come and ask me what's on your mind. You look like you're dying to ask me a few questions."

The plush material of the bench squeaked audibly when she pushed off of
November 14, 2025 at 4:31 AM
black leather jacket and another holster at his hip. Sitting across from him was a woman with yellow hair done up in a ponytail, wearing a slim... onesie? that covered her from her ankles to her throat. Her shoes were also a weird design Clarice hadn't seen before.
November 14, 2025 at 4:31 AM
had little numbers and letters going over them every few seconds. He had a cord in his left hand with a flared tip - something she'd never seen before. Not even the people at the Garden had those.

Aside from the cord, he just looked grumpy. Muscled arms crossed over his chest, a gun underneath the
November 14, 2025 at 4:31 AM
Wider than she was, but not quite as tall, the frog just sat at their table and drank their smoothie.

She didn't want to think what was in that smoothie.

Sitting beside them, a man in a leather jacket drank his beer, the metal implants on his face standing out against his pale skin, and his eyes
November 14, 2025 at 4:31 AM
room and the front door all at once.

Some of the people that came here weren't even people like her. On a stool by the doorway, a potted plant with arms drank crystal clear water through a twisted purple straw, and sitting beside it was a frog-person with mottled green skin and bright yellow eyes.
November 14, 2025 at 4:31 AM