http://a-silpelit.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] a-silpelit.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2011-09-14 05:30 pm
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We are different, yet we all feel the same way. [Active, Closed]

Character(s): Woody, Nana, Naminé, and maybe Bullseye too
Content: A get-together in which a friendship between toys, a Nobody, and a Diclonius strengthen. They get to draw some pictures too!
Setting: At Café Eresat near Muspelheim
Time: Backlogged to week 34
Warnings: None, just lots of cute. ^.^

Nana told Naminé over the network that she would be there soon. She didn’t know when Woody would arrive, or whether or not Bullseye was coming with him, but she believed that at least Woody was on his way.

With a little bit of help from the map, she made it to the area near the Muspelheim. Kakyuu and Nana had been to the café before, so she remembered what the place looked like.

There was a concern for Naminé. Nana knew what it was like to be different from other people. She didn’t really want to talk about her old life though, and Naminé probably didn’t want to talk about why she hesitated when saying who she was—and that was okay. Talking about other things and drawing together would make their worries go away! Meeting and getting to know Woody was another thing to look forward to!

Was Naminé waiting inside, or was she sitting at one of the tables by the front door? All the other people around with blonde hair looked the same, but she looked a lot younger than these grown ups. Nana knew she was the only one of her kind around in Paixao, so her new friend would be able to recognize her right away.

[identity profile] ugotafriendinme.livejournal.com 2011-12-19 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
“What-? Oh nononono-No! He’s just pretending, really! He’s alright it’s just something we usually do when we play a showdown,” Woody waves his hands trying his best to assure them it was just for play, he came over to Bullseye, “Hey Bullseye, it’s ok you can stop pretending now.” He then rubbed his chin, “Hm, maybe we should show them something a little more ‘rodeo’ and less ‘O.K. Corral’.”

Woody snapped his plastic fingers together, “Hey Bullseye, wanna show them another playtime we can do? How about we try the saving the critters?” He said pointed to some of the smaller crayons as the ‘critters’.