OoC- M'kay, I couldn't think of a title so I just used stuff about my character. So... this is going to be comprised of just... random roleplaying. No real plot. We'll make our own plot as we go along. Fun, fun!
Now let's get started, shall we?
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Sydney glanced down at her Ferrikoon, Chaos and smirked mischievously. The right ear bud of her iPod was inserted into her ear, while its left counterpart hung freely from the cord connecting it to the device. Music could be faintly heard from a foot or two away; it was some punk rock or metal song in which the ‘singer’ didn’t sing but rather screamed the lyrics so that the words were garbled and almost unintelligible.
Syd’s brown eyes gleamed with a light that seemed to ensure troublemaking and chaos. With one hand, she adjusted the ski cap-like dragon print hat she always wore, though ever so slightly. Her brown hair glowed in the fading sunlight, the same sunlight which produced the trouble-promising gleam in her mocha eyes.
“’Right, we already know we’re gonna liven this place up a bit, the only question is…” she paused, indicating thought. “Who first?” At Syd’s question, Chaos the Ferrikoon swung his head left, right, looking for potential victims. His eyes, too, gleamed with mischief. “And,” Syd continued, “like Uncle Mark said, don’t get caught.”
Sydney found that rather funny. It wasn’t ‘don’t cause trouble’ or, ‘be a good girl’, it was ‘don’t get caught’. Her uncles knew better than to expect her to stay out of trouble. She loved them so much.