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Vera | F | Human | Mentions: Azreal (Dir) Those in Salem's house (Ind) - Vera sighed with disappointment. Yet another failure to sell her baked products at the market. She still had three out of seven boxes left. Maybe she should consider moving markets - Again - Or even just give up on her dream. Prehap,s if she was lucky, some bakery would let her get a job? Vera was about to sit at the bus stop to wait for her bus, but then noticed that a lot of antromorphs where heading towards one house in particular. Prehaps there was a party or something happening? Vera glanced at the unsold treats, an idea forming in her head. If she couldn't sell them, why not give them away? - Vera reached the isolated house. An odd place for a party, she'd admit, but who was she to judge? The woman noticed a wolf anthro standing outside. "Hello." She greeted. "Is there a party on here? I have these left over and I wanted to give them away." She gestured to the boxes. "Are you awaiting the host?" There was chattering noises inside the house, presumably from the party's(?) guests. Vera hoped that she wasn't intruding all too much on these people. She'd leave right away if that was the case. |
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Marmalade | Anthro Red Fox | M; Salem (dir.), Sasha, (ind.) Marmalade sat in the back of the bus reading a new cookbook she got and listening to a mix of all her playlists. The bus skidded to a stop, and she put out her feet to stop her head from hitting the seat in front of her. She saw many anthropomorphic people, with a few humans leaving the bus. Among the crowd, she spotted an anthropomorphic cockroach, which she had never seen before, but luckily, she didn`t spot any other foxes. Marmalade waited for everyone to file out before she got out. She looked for the directions to the house on her phone and started to follow them. It was a lovely day outside but a bit too hot for her liking. Along the way, she passed a bakery selling her favorite, coffee shortbread. She couldn't resist stopping for one, so she spent a bit in the bakery before taking off. Before leaving the bakery, she grabbed a small bag of macaroons to give the host when she arrived. It took around half an hour to reach the house, and she stopped just outside the door and took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell. "Hi!" She said as an anthro wolf answered the door. |
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Salem | Anthro Wolf | Mentions: Marmalade, Vera. (dir) Sebastian, Olive, Sasha (ind) Salem stood in the doorway, still holding the door open for them all. He caught a bit of the chatter from Olive and Sasha as they passed, but he didn't want to hear more than he should so he made a concious effort to focus solely on the people in front of him, yet to come inside. Behind him, he heard Knox speaking. Softly, and he couldn't make out the words just yet but he smiled at the fact Knox was trying to converse with the lion. He let his eyes land on the others gathering around. "Hello!" Salem grinned at the human, it wasn't usual to find a human brave enough to go near them. This was a welcome surprise. He saw her trying to be friendly, so he returned the friendliness back. "Oh? No, we aren't having a party. We're just kinda gathering here. We'll gladly take these, though.. since you're giving them away." Salem took one of the boxes from her, gently, and inspected the contents inside. "Ooo, these look lovely!" Salem took a moment to give a warm smile to the fox. He waved a hand towards her. "Hello there! Would you like to come inside?" He probably shouldn't have been offering the house freely but since a whole bunch of anthropomorphic people had come to join him and Knox, he had gotten used to just offering for them to come inside. That's what they were here for, right? |
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Sasha Toca | 27 | American Cockroach | Mentions: Olive (directly); Vera, others (indirectly) The roach chortles at Olive's comment. "Tell me about it, I can't believe we got such beginner positions despite having more experience than some of the people in that kitchen," Sasha huffs, still sour about being fired for such a disrespectful and pointless reason. What's wrong with a bug in the kitchen ? Sure, moths, bees, and ants are tolerated. They're deemed cute, or "good ones," or hard workers. But the minute a bug deemed unsanitary and a pest works there ? Everyone sounds the alarms. It's hurtful, to say the least. Crossing their arms, and having the second set rest on her hips, Sasha scans the place. More people seemed to be showing up. Turning back to Olive, Sasha gives it a moment before replying. "I hope so too. Hopefully it's less judgmental, or at the very least more fair regarding employee experience levels. I'd hate a repeat." Sasha wasn't just upset for himself, but for Olive and many others who are likely exposed to this sort of prejudice. Sasha couldn't help but laugh at Olives next remark. "Oh I hope not, I don't think I can take another comment about contaminating the kitchen with my dirty grubby little bug hands," Sasha teases, uncrossing her hands to wiggle her fingers at Olive. Someone caught Sasha's attention, just outside the open door. Was that a human ? Considering no other humans were in the vicinity formerly, Sasha assumed the place was maybe a sort of hangout or safe space of sorts for anthropomorphic creatures. It'd make sense, wouldn't it ? Seems not. "What's a human doing here ?" Sasha wonders aloud, once more crossing his arms. They don't have a very good track record with humans, all things considered. |
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Marmalade Anthro Red fox | Female | Pastry Chef | M: Others (ind.) Marmalade smiled and walked into the house, sitting down in a chair by a window. She looked around at the house which was full of all the people she saw on the bus. Marmalade felt a bit uncomfortable with everyone there and started to scroll through her phone. After half an hour she remembered the pastries she brought and gave them to the host without saying a word. She took a better look around the room, taking in everyone. She couldn`t remember why she was here in the first place but with all the anthros, it felt safe. |
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Sebastian | Lion | Mentions: Open ~ He was seeing the house was becoming quite busy with animals. In a sense, Sebastian needed to find some room to kinda keep to his own. He loved people, he was a warm and welcoming guy despite his size and ancestorial spot on the food chain. Taking a deep breath, Relax Sebastian, you are alright, when things calm down... maybe offer to cook a dinner. In his head that sounded like a great idea. Leaving the kitchen area, he found a living space and had tunnel vision to sit down in a chair off to the side. Letting his back pack slide off his shoulder, he takes his note book. Writing down the animals he was seeing, he thought of meal ideas... **If any of your characters are vegetarian, please let me know** Wolf: Lamb chop with a wild berry sauce, wild green salad Snow leopard: Char broiled salmon with a lemon spice butter Cockroach: Fresh harvest salad w/ herby chicken pieces Mantis Shrimp: Hmm, crab and mollusk soup? Fox: Homestyle chicken bake. Sides... Hmmm... roasted garlic potatoes... mama's biscuits, and... ~ Sebastian taps his pen against his chin, his tail flicking as he thinks... "What could another side to this be? Think Seb, think." |
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Knox Blackwell | Melanistic Snow Leopard | Mentions: Sebastian & Sasha (dir) Marmalade (ind) Knox stayed on the couch as he watched the rest of the animals walk in. "Damn.. I didn't realize there would be so many.." He muttered, Knox wasn't a super social guy so having so many there was a bit overwhelming. He studied each of them, the cockroach was an interesting one. He hadn't ever seen one before, and he tried not to stare. His eyes flitted over to the fox that just came in. Knox had seen bears, wolves, and some other cats but never foxes. All these animals seemed really interesting. He got up from his spot on the couch, wandering into the kitchen for a snack. He saw the lion writing something down. "Hey.. what're you writing? If you wanna tell me.. if it's something secret don't worry about it." He opened the fridge, luckily finding rabbit soup. It wasn't what he would eat normally where he came from, but rabbit soup was close enough to hare so he ate it anyway. He took the pot out from the fridge, heating it up on the stove and pouring it into a bowl once it was ready. All while listening to what the lion had to say. |
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Sebastian | Lion | Mentions: Knox (Dir) ~ "Hey.. what're you writing? If you wanna tell me.. if it's something secret don't worry about it" Sebastian snapped out of his own thoughts when he heard someone ask a question. Looking up, he saw the melanistic snow leopard walk to the kitchen to heat up some kind of soup. Inhaling the air, the scent registered... some kind of small animal, although the spices in it seem to hide the actual smell of the protein inside. Squirrel? Rabbit? ... Hmm "Oh um... just writing an idea. Since our host took us in... I just thought I'd cook dinner. After all, I am a traveling chef. Sebastian Calisto is my name. Might have heard of me, might not. In this world, I'm not trying to leave my name... but the amazing food I make to inspire people, to bring others together. I was putting down the different species here and a meal for each.... For you, was thinking of a char-broiled salmon with a lemon spice butter." Sebastian doesn't stereotype, but in one of his college courses... he was taught to keep the species and their diet in mind. "I was also going to make roasted garlic potatoes and my mama's biscuits... just unsure of another side... or maybe a sweet? I did smell some baked goods the fox brought." |
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Mai | Wolf | Mentions: Salem (dir), Knox (dir), Others (ind) - Mai took a cautious step aside as the rush of anthro animals and humans filed into the house. As she waited for and opening, Mai briefly gazed at everyone passing her, making a mental list of notes on them. When there was a small gap in the line, she ducked inside, murmuring a small "Hello" to the wolf who had opened the door. Once inside, she assessed her surroundings, adding to the growing list of notes she kept. The house was much warmer then she had thought it would be. And it smelled good. Very, very good. Biting her tongue to keep her from licking her lips, she followed the scent into the kitchen. There she found a snow leopard. A black one. Cautiously stepping up behind him, but keeping her distance, she asked: "Are you cooking something? Because it smells good." |
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