Mokka

After a while of running and continuously getting her foot stuck in the dank mud. “What do you think chat? Should I keep running or are we safe?” >foolslick<3: th ninja is still out there PoPii007: keep runnin likemehappiluck: it no safe run run run!! Save yourself bOOtlicker: WTF GTFO germafobiak369: forget the orange, ninja stalkin ya Standing still looking to her left like she was reading something. “The cool ice ninja helped me, don’t be a doofus” in a small sign of weakness she would look around. Curious now if that cold was from that girl or from it just being do

Staring at the ice ninja with wide eyes as she is grabbed by the arm and pulled up from the puddle. She was drenched but alive which was more than she could say for that poor soul. The touch from the girl was ice cold and so was that voice of hers, it sent shivers down her spine. “Wait we have questions” as her chat was flooding with -who is that beauty- or -ask her name-. It’s like they wanted to know just as much as she did. She goes to open her mouth to speak and more players with orange markers show up. Glancing to the ice ninja she would bark “Get out of here now”. Mokka was a littl

A disgusting rank smell really left her nose to burn. The thought of why this was supposed to be a good idea crosses the girls mind. It wasn't really her idea but her followers that picked this floor out from a list she was reading off of. The rotted wooded buildings and algae gathering around bogs of stagnant water left so little to appreciate. "Really guys?" She quips toward a turn of her wrist. "This place blows super hard. Can't I go somewhere more sunny or bright?" Another dose of silence as she appears to be reading feverishly on a nonexistent sheet of paper. A huff and a sigh causes the

With wide eyes gleaming with excitement, the girl would continue to mutter to herself twisting her left wrist. Her hand all obtuse and bent strangely, not in a way that a human normally would and even stranger she seemed to be mumbling into her wrist like a insane person. Her excitement and squealing at a distance is nearly a garbled mess that is difficult to make any real sense of, and after a short stint of flailing around she'd move deeper into the party. Silently to her herself she weighed the possibility of drafting waivers or something to include these people in her show, yet the logisti

A bright morning of running a comb through her platinum blonde hair, removing the tangles and smoothing it out. Staring intently at herself in a vanity mirror, leaning forward to inspect her appearance closer. A ginger lift of her hands as she reaches for a single dangling eyelash, picking it out before grabbing a curler and rounding it to get everything perfect. She leans and opens a drawer on her right side, fishing out a small black tube. A jerk sees the lid removed and Mokka begins to twist it getting this light pink color to slowly raise out of it, lip gloss. Smearing a bit on her top and

Scampering through the emerald green hills, with a bespeckled smattering of brown piggies that fill it with purpose. The blonde tosses and catches her dagger, causing it to flip in the air as she'd grab its handle. This large looking thing with a fat fuller, a single slot cut all the way through the purple hued blade. With a smile and a flourish she'd look off to her left with a tilt of her hand in a weird curl in toward her wrist. "What do you think chat? Should I just kill some cute little piggies or go try and take on a quest?" Mokka would pause uncomfortably as she'd get a number of odd lo

Fumbling her way through the thoroughfare, betwixt the buildings piled into such densely packed squares. The girl is caught in awe, not completely sure what it was she needed or what it was she needed to do. But she needed to do 'something' *ching ching* The rattle of an entry as she breached it, a slow twist as she spoke into the backdrop. "Yo, anyone in here?" A bit of a shrill intrigue to her tone, wasn't exactly subtle. "I kinda need something, Not a clue what it would be. Just make me, I dunno luckier. Luck is always broke in these games right?" A ruffle into a pocket on he

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Profile Username: Mokka (Pronounced like Mocha) Real name: Catherine Celine Neilsen Age: 22 Gender: Female Height: 5'5 About: History/personality A sensation, likeable and a bit abrasive. Catherine was an apple of envy on the platform to which she streams across the airwaves. The games she plays are the next big thing, to rake in those sweet sweet views. A standard upbringing, Norweigan by nationality, she never had much trouble with making things happen. The family that raised her were supportive, although questionable of her 'job' until they saw the numbers she was earning o