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Oh yeah. And you can have as many characters as you deem necessary.

... Don't get annoying though. I WILL KILL THEM D:<...

Not really. Just be character responsible. OH YEAH.

Profile time. Afore I go to sleeps... and sleep. SO HARD WILL I SLEEP. Man... I just sound like a crack head right now... What the hell, man?

Name: Icarus ______

Age: Mid to Late twenties. No one has really asked, and he doesn't really give a damn.

Gender: MALE.

Occupation?: When he finds work. He's a bounty hunter, which is kind of like being a starving artist sometimes.

Appearance: Icarus is too long and too lanky. Anything that might have been used for muscle like as in other men is stretched out thin and ropey. His face is on the longer side with prominent cheek bones and a straight and rather pointy nose. His eyes are rather ordinary and could be anything from grey to green. There is also a something on his head that may have once been hair but has for so many years been neglected turned into dreads that reach the bottom of his shoulder blades. He ties that s**t back.... oh yeah and he's a blonde.

As for anything else about him? His pale and pasty like a fellow that hasn't seen the sun in a long time and he has any number of tattoos in him. That doesn't really matter though, he never takes his shirt off. HE doesn't even like seeing that. He's so thin he vanishes anyway.

Specialty or mad skills: He's a techie. That's his bag. What he lacks in bodily strength he makes up with what he can do with technology.

Anything else: He has a thing for ear piercings and thinks of his job as an art form. He has a tendency to get really poetic and is all around quirky as anything....

He loves polaroid cameras.

Okay! So I drew a picture today of my character...not really with my character in mind, and I liked the design so that's gonna be her now! Woo woo.

Name: Zoelie

Goes By: Zoe

Gender: Female

Age: 23

Job: She works at an old book store

Appearance: Zoe is not your typical woman. She can be described simply as a punk, only in appearance though. Her structure is average, slender and normal height at around 5'6". She likes making crazy styles and trends and love playing around with color. Her hair is short, but long enough to style into mohawks and other similar styles. It has no one color. A majority of it is golden the rest has strips of pink, purple, titanium blond, blue, and white. It's often styled into a mohawk in the center of her head and the rest sticks out every which way. Her eyes are a turquoise color that changes to green in the sunlight and blue in dim lighting.

Her skin is a pale tan color; neither pale nor tan. It's only that color because on her days off she enjoys sitting out in the park reading or taking her dog Stan The Man on long walks or chasing down criminals for money. Her style of outfits mostly contain of baggy shirts and caprees or Bermuda shorts, along with sneakers. She has two brow piercings on her right brow, a lip ring, two simple ear piercings, belly button ring, tongue ring, and nose ring. Most of the time she doesn't wear them all at once, since she says it makes her look like a whore.

Personality: She'll develop over time.

Extra information: She's a book worm. You won't see her NOT reading a book. Even when walking Stan The Man (her German Shepard) she's reading. She is a strong woman and runs pretty darned fast, people never out run her, especially long distance. Oh yes, and she doesn't enjoy female company.

OH YEAH and she's 1/4 Russian 1/4 French 1/4 Vietnamese and 1/4 Hawaiian. Her family enjoys mating with other foreign human companions. Lawlz.

TA DAH! Hopefully she'll be fun. I want a dog names Stan The Man

"You! You're an idiot!" Yelped a young woman behind the counter of a rather quaint and lovely book store. A passing by customer jumped in surprise and looked to her in fear. The woman looked up with torquoise eyes and smiled politely. "Sorry, Sir. I was yelling at Benjamin." The man looked around curiously and raised a brow.

"Who's Benjamin?" He asked upon seeing no other male figure nearby.

"The main character of this book. Good one I must say. If you have the time you should read it." He seemed interested so the woman stood up from her position and leaned over the counter, showing him the cover and title. "It's historical fiction, takes place in the crusade times. Lovely writing and prose style too." She gave him a white grin.

The woman was a lovely looking human, if but a bit harsh looking. Her hair was short and spiked up in various places, a mohawk splitting through the middle. It was colored with various tints and shades, mostly blue, pink, purple, and yellow, along with some brown and gold. In her right eyebrow were two loop rings along with a spiked lip ring. It was obvious that if she put her hair down, dyed it blonde, and curled it a bit, she would be drop dead gorgeous...by modern standards anyways. To her she was great the way she was.

"I'll look into it. Thanks." The man said cheerfully after examining the inside summary.

"Oh, if you're looking for anything specific or need some help, just let me know. Maryann is kinda busy stocking the back room, so I'm your man for now." After they exchanged laughs and nods the woman slid back into the chair and kicked up her bare feet onto the counter. She hated wearing shoes inside, anyways this store was basically her home, so she'd rather be comfortable. Customers seemed to enjoy having an employee who was obviously comfortable and laid back with her surroundings. It showed good charisma.

Leaning back she opened the book again and started reading. She was almost finished and really wanted to finish it so she could start on the new one a customer had recommended her the previous day. From behind her a tinkling voice called out.

"Zoe! You want some lunch?" In the doorway leading to the stock room stood a petite older woman, donning a sweater and jeans. Her white and brown hair was pulled into a messy bun and had a pair of glasses upon her head. A definite librarian...one of the nice ones. "I'm just about to head over to Cafe Stella."

"Oh! That'd be great!" Zoe said happily and put a book mark into her book. "Let me fish out some money real quick." After hopping to her feet she shoved her hands into the pockets of her Bermuda shorts and dug out a ten dollar bill. "It's all I have, but I'll hopefully get some more once more tips come in." And by tips, she didn't mean the money kind. "Thanks Ann."

Maryann took the money and left the store, leaving Zoe in charge. "The feeling of power is so wonderful, Stanly." A grunt came from behind the counter as the head of a German Shepard peered out around it, rising from his nap. He gave a long yawn and stretched, walking over to a patch of sunlight from the window and laying down once more. "You lazy pig." She said softly and looked out the window herself, watching people pass by, some glancing inside. "Hey Stan, you think the tip will come by before work is over? I hope so...we may be able to get some action..."

Stan opened an eye to look at Zoe before dropping his head back down again to doze off.

((haha sorry...couldn't help myself. Perhaps this will allow you to post easier? I just need to post something. D: ))

Zoe's eyes stayed on the window, trying to make stories for those passing by. With a heavy sigh she jumped off her chair and jogged to the middle of the aisles where they all met. "Stan! Pay attention! This is how real women dance!" She cried out, throwing her hands into the air. Stan lifted his head and grunted as he sat up to look at her. With a grin she twirled around and began to sway her hips back and forth and throwing her head side to side.

Stan thought to himself, this was why they never got many customers.

She flung her arms into the air and moved them around, obviously enjoying herself immensely. "You've got to shake your body! Like you're on fire! I've got ants in my ants Stanly! Come on, join me!" With a great heave Stan lifted from the floor and trotted over to Zoe before jumping around her. "That's it! That's it! 123 123 123. You're doing it Stanly!"

"Zoelie." A deep voice called out to her and she tripped over Stan The Man, falling onto the carpeted floor with the grace of chimp. Stan barked angrily at her and tugged her at short hair in frustration with her lack of dancing skills.

She lifted her head to look up at a tall white man, watching her with the least amount of enthusiasm one could not have, meaning none. "Sometimes I wonder just how you can possibly catch anyone with your two left feet." He muttered and waited for her to stand up and collect herself. "Here." A large hand held out a white envelope.

"AH! Thank you George! I love you! Marry me?"

"No."

"Awwwww...but we make such a cute couple, you and me...and Stanly. Isn't that right Stan Man?" Stan twitched his ears in agreement. "See? He likes you, I like you, you like me, it works out."

"I've got to go, I'm on break." George ran a hand through his messy brown hair and looked to the door longingly, wondering how long Zoe would keep him this time.

"Awwww but I just found this amazing book you'd like." A light tan arm wrapped around his waist and she pressed her side onto him. "Please stay for a bit? Ann's off getting lunch so I'm utterly alone." Stan barked and Zoe gave a grin. "ALMOST utterly alone." George narrowed his eyes, Zoe took it as a yes and she dragged him behind the counter and shoved him into a seat. "There, hang on." In a second she was at his side again with a book in hand and slapping it onto his lap. "Amazing. Simply amazing. It's about alien invasion. I know you like all that geeky stuff."

George raised a brow and glanced at it, nodding slowly and saying nothing. Just as he began to read the inside cover his beeper went off and he jumped up. "NOOOOO! George! You can't leave! I haven't proposed!" She cried out as he headed to the door in a haste.

As he opened the door she leaped towards him and missed. "GEORGE! GEORGE! I love you George! You can't leave me! Not when I'm pregnant! What will lil Billy do? BILLY, GEORGE! Think of Billy!"

George looked at her with mock annoyance though inside he was laughing hysterically, for many of the people were watching Zoe with shocked or curious looks. "Zoelie, Billy will be fine without me for a few hours." His voice was cool and collected, though a faint smile pulled at his lips before walking down the sidewalk.

"George. I love you baby! I love you! Let's make sweet sex tonight! Billy likes it when we do." At his wave of a hand Zoe snorted with laughter and leaned against the door way of the book store, Stan at her side. After a moment of laughter she turned her head and began to walk back inside, hoping to get to her book and check out the tip George had left.

"What sick son of a b***h do we have to catch this time Stan? I kinda am looking for a bank robber type, they always are the easiest."


((HAH I dunno...D; I'm too tired to think...))

((Since I finished the first half of my final Photography project, I shall post! Haha this is proving to be rather fun...not having to wait for people.))

Zoe walked to the counter and pulled open her envelope, itching her leg with a bare foot as she did so. Stanly jumped up, big paws grasping for the edge of the counter so he could sniff the tips. She pulled out a picture and a folded paper full of information and where-abouts. "Looks like a p***k..." Zoe mumbled and raised a brow. "No interesting things Stanly, sorry bud." She gave a shrug and turned around to be met with a man's face pressed against the glass. "Oh God...I just cleaned those." She groaned and scratched her scalp.

Stan jumped onto the glass, pawing at the man's face as if he could touch it. "Stan! You're just making it even MORE dirty. Get down." Stan obediently got off the window and swiveled his ears in curiosity towards the man as he wrote a message on the fogged window. "What is this..." Zoe muttered and walked up to the window, staring the man in the eyes, her turquoise orbs flashing with amusement at the misspelled word. She raised a hand and opened the door, leaning out to look at him.

"Is that the British way of spelling Hello? Or a new chat lingo I've yet to get caught up with? I'm very technologically deprived. Cell phones make my ears sweat and I type like an old man who has Alzheimer's." She grinned at him and opened the door all the way. "Looking for a book? We've got anything you need, be it J-Walking for Dummies or The Scarlet Letter. Though personally I'd pick the first one." Stanly walked up to Zoe and stuck his nose towards the new man. "Stan, stop scaring the customers. Get back inside, you've got to sleep up for tonight you know." At her words Stan walked back inside and behind the counter to take another nap.

"You wanna come in and check some books out? I could get lost in this place, not literally...that'd be kinda stupid seeing as how I work here. Sorry sorry I'm blabbering. I'm just waiting for someone to come with food. I talk a lot when I'm hungry."

Zoe gave a laugh at his antics before she moved behind the counter and pushed the papers, photos, and books to the side so she could lean over it to watch him. "Books are my job. So It's pretty much a requirement to like them. Love them. Have a certain lust for them." As she spoke she used her bare foot to rub Stan's exposed stomach, feeling his fur through her toes.

"Oh thanks! It changes often. I like playing around with the colors y'know." Her grin widened before he mentioned cooking books and her eyes widened in terror. "Oh God NO! Even if a book is atrocious it shouldn't be COOKED. Goodness...anyways it'd give me bad digestion. Fixed...hmmm...good question. I probably do. Lord knows how many times I've broken this damn cash register. It's like a spawn of the devil in metallic form."

As she was about to rattle the machine, Ann came through the door with two bags and two cups in her hands, all with the logo of Cafe Stella on them. The smell of cappuccinos filtered in the air along with the smell of bakery items. Ann looked over to Icarus with happy brown eyes as she juggled the things on her way to the counter. "Good Afternoon, Sir. Hopefully Zoe isn't being rude or anything. She tends to get a bit nosy and talkative. Here." She held out a bag and cup to Zoe and she gratefully took it.

"No, Ann, I wasn't. I was just having a conversation. Thanks for the food. Hey...you want some? Sometimes just the coffee can fill up my stomach, a large coffee for a reason." She laughed roughly and pulled out a large crescent with creme stuffing and a blue berry muffin. "So healthy." She waved him over. "Take your pick. I'll take either. Oh hey, Ann! This guy says he can fix stuff for us."

"...for free?" Ann raised her brows as she put sugar into her coffee.

"Well for my food, I suppose, and my company."

"In that case...the computer has been smoking a bit every time I turn it on. I think it might be from when Zoe kicked it and spilled Sprite on it. I swear...you can't let her near anything that beeps." Ann sighed heavily and motioned to the old computer on the counter. "Wish I had the money to get a new one."

"Okay...okay...that was not my fault. Stanly cause me to trip and my foot just happened to swing at it." Zoe grumbled over a gulp of coffee. She unfolded the paper from her envelope and put on a pair of reading glasses. "And if you REALLY want to, you can teach Stanly to say Welcome to our store. That'd be nice." She gave the man a playful grin as she continued to look over the paper, hand rubbing at a spike of hair. "Bonjour! Comment je t'aide."

((Haha wow I got this post up fast...))

Zoe snorted in amusment at the man's obvious excitement over the pastry. "Do you starve yourself or something? You do look kinda bony." She gave him a questioning look as he went over to the computer. "Update? What's that?" Her eyes flickered over to Ann who sighed again and shook her head.

"He means get something new."

"OH, you guys use all this code stuff, how am I supposed to know? Anyways, yeah it crashes. One time Stanly tripped on the wire and the monitor fell and almost cracked. Good thing it didn't. Yeah it's had some falls. But as long as it lights up then it works, right?" Zoe smiled and waved a hand as she fell into her chair once more, nibbling on her muffin as she read the paper. When the smoke came from the computer.

"Hey, hang out as long as you want. Not like we're going anywhere for another hour or so. Store closes around 6, then Stanly and I are hitting the town." Stanly groaned in his sleep and his hind leg twitched.

Ann nodded in agreement and smiled back at the man. "As long as you get it to stop nearly exploding, you can stay as long as you want. I still need to count the rest of the books, so if you two need me I'll be in the stock room." She raised a hand and disappeared into the back room.

Zoe pursed her lips and whistled a simple tune as she finished reading the paper and putting it on the counter. Her tan hands grabbed the book she was reading and opened it again, pushing the bridge of her glasses up her nose. "Good book. You should read it." She whistled again and put her feet up on the counter again, leaning back into her chair. A young girl came into the shop and Zoe looked up with a welcoming grin.

"Welcome Little Miss. If you need any help just let me know." The girl smiled back.

The girl went down an aisle and out of sigh by now. Zoe gave a deep breath. Glancing over to the man she looked peculiarly confused "Ummm..."

A curious look spread on her face as she knelt beside him, looking at the computer. She leaned towards his ear and whispered, "I dunno your name." Leaning back she nodded and started to poke at the computer. "My name's Zoe by the by. Well Zoelie, it's french...but Zoe sounds neater. Kinda like Zoo, without the extra o." Another nod and she sat down on the ground.

"It smells like burnt rubber. Is that a good thing?"