Menhir

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Layla Putt

Name: Layla Putt

Age: 14

Appearance

Personality: Impulsive, unshakable, and spectacularly blunt, Layla may very well win the award for world's smallest bulldozer. She's a well-intentioned but irritating sort of person who gets through life by being as persistent as humanly possible. She has a bad tendency to make light of other people's problems- after all, when molehills are mountains, mountains don't seem all that bad. Understandably, many people find her obnoxious. That being said, she's still a basically good person at heart and will go to ridiculous lengths to help a friend in need. In spite of her insistence on helping others, she has an extremely hard time accepting help herself.

History: As far as anyone is aware, Layla has no mother or father. Found in a flowerbed as a baby, she raised in an orphanage. She spent most of her early life struggling with her small size, giving birth to a fiercely independent and fiery demeanor. Determined not to make trouble for anyone, she refused any form help from others. This led to a lot of alienation and she failed to make very many friends during elementary school. Through middle school, her bluntness and small size made her an obvious target for bullying. She did her best to soldier through things with hard work and guts, but there's only so much a positive attitude can do. When they received the letter, the matron was against it, worried for Layla's safety. Layla, not wanting to be a burden on her family any longer, insisted on going.

Skills: Sewing, getting along with animals, coping with daily life while 6 inches tall, sneaking around

Magic:

• Name: Thumbelina
• Type: Enhancement(?)
• Description: Layla is approximately six inches tall. In spite of this, she possesses disproportionate strength, equivalent to that of a full-size human. She's just as loud as a full-size human, too.

Inventory: Trusty Sewing Needle, Trusty Measuring Tape, Shoebox of Mystery

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A bird counts as a weapon?

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Well, if you're really against it, I guess it's fine.
Other than the bird, is she accepted?
@Scio

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Layla Putt

Name: Layla Putt

Age: 14

Appearance

Personality: Impulsive, unshakable, and spectacularly blunt, Layla may very well win the award for world's smallest bulldozer. She's a well-intentioned but irritating sort of person who gets through life by being as persistent as humanly possible. She has a bad tendency to make light of other people's problems- after all, when molehills are mountains, mountains don't seem all that bad. Understandably, many people find her obnoxious. That being said, she's still a basically good person at heart and will go to ridiculous lengths to help a friend in need. In spite of her insistence on helping others, she has an extremely hard time accepting help herself.

History: As far as anyone is aware, Layla has no mother or father. Found in a flowerbed as a baby, she raised in an orphanage. She spent most of her early life struggling with her small size, giving birth to a fiercely independent and fiery demeanor. Determined not to make trouble for anyone, she refused any form help from others. This led to a lot of alienation and she failed to make very many friends during elementary school. Through middle school, her bluntness and small size made her an obvious target for bullying. She did her best to soldier through things with hard work and guts, but there's only so much a positive attitude can do. When they received the letter, the matron was against it, worried for Layla's safety. Layla, not wanting to be a burden on her family any longer, insisted on going.

Skills: Sewing, getting along with animals, coping with daily life while 6 inches tall, sneaking around

Magic:

• Name: Thumbelina
• Type: Enhancement(?)
• Description: Layla is approximately six inches tall. In spite of this, she possesses disproportionate strength, equivalent to that of a full-size human. She's just as loud as a full-size human, too.

Inventory: Trusty Sewing Needle, Trusty Measuring Tape, Trusty Trained Hawk, Shoebox of Mystery

@Scio I can't help but feel that just running is really lacking in style, you know?

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@Scio
If we have to have a progression I guess she'd just get stronger.

Also you've set this game in pretty much the most inconvenient place possible so I'm not sure how Layla could get anywhere if not by bird taxi. If you have any suggestions for alternatives, feel free to let me know.

Changed the formatting on her magic to what it's supposed to be now, also.

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@Crimmy Did your exams go well?

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Oh, so many people. Let's give this one a try, then.

Layla Putt

Name: Layla Putt

Age: 14

Appearance

Personality: Impulsive, unshakable, and spectacularly blunt, Layla may very well win the award for world's smallest bulldozer. She's a well-intentioned but irritating sort of person who gets through life by being as persistent as humanly possible. She has a bad tendency to make light of other people's problems- after all, when molehills are mountains, mountains don't seem all that bad. Understandably, many people find her obnoxious. That being said, she's still a basically good person at heart and will go to ridiculous lengths to help a friend in need. In spite of her insistence on helping others, she has an extremely hard time accepting help herself.

History: As far as anyone is aware, Layla has no mother or father. Found in a flowerbed as a baby, she raised in an orphanage. She spent most of her early life struggling with her small size, giving birth to a fiercely independent and fiery demeanor. Determined not to make trouble for anyone, she refused any form help from others. This led to a lot of alienation and she failed to make very many friends during elementary school. Through middle school, her bluntness and small size made her an obvious target for bullying. She did her best to soldier through things with hard work and guts, but there's only so much a positive attitude can do. When they received the letter, the matron was against it, worried for Layla's safety. Layla, not wanting to be a burden on her family any longer, insisted on going.

Skills: Sewing, getting along with animals, coping with daily life while 6 inches tall, sneaking around

Magic:

• Name: Thumbelina
• Type: Enhancement(?)
• Description: Layla is approximately six inches tall. In spite of this, she possesses disproportionate strength, equivalent to that of a full-size human. She's just as loud as a full-size human, too.

Inventory: Trusty Sewing Needle, Trusty Measuring Tape, Trusty Trained Hawk, Shoebox of Mystery

A Spark Of Insanity (Multiverse RP)

"I fear I am neither, dear master! I am an M-series INVALID FIRMWARE gynoid, serial number 023782, designation "Ruukoto". My registered owner is ERROR: REGISTRY NOT FOUND, at your service."

Ruukoto gave a precise forty-five bow, the now-vertical mop dripping water down her back. Unsure of what to do next, she stayed in this position. That is, until Harvey's outburst- at which point she jumped up, startled and blushing furiously- or rather, a pair of red LEDs lit up behind the silicone skin of her cheeks, which was the closest she was capable of. Her mop clattered to the floor beside her, momentarily forgotten.

"S-so very forward! I am afraid I am incapable of sexual intercourse, dear master, as I am not a P-series gynoid. I am lacking the proper equipment and subroutines."

Ruukoto got down on her knees and prostrated herself before the pair- trio, now. She'd have to greet the third master once she was done apologizing.

"My humblest apologies for failing to meet your expectations, dear master. I fear that as an M-series gynoid, I am only capable of cooking, cleaning, YOUKAI_EXTERMINATION, general assistance, and observation duties. As a mere machine, I cannot exceed my programming."

A Spark Of Insanity (Multiverse RP)

Sorry about the wait, I've had a splitting headache for the last day and a half.

A Spark Of Insanity (Multiverse RP)

A girl stepped out from behind the statue- petite and unnaturally pale, with what looked like a red and white torpedo strapped across her back. She dragged a bucket filled with water and tattered, half-soaked scraps of paper behind her, and in her other hand carried a soaking-wet mop that dripped water and ink all over the goddamn carpet. She noticed Harvey and Haruki, curtsied, and in doing so knocked over her bucket, soaking another two dozen documents or so.

"Welcome home, masters! Would you like dinner first, perhaps a bath... Or maybe me?"

She gave the pair a million-yen smile (even if she was a relatively cheap gynoid, those face parts could still cost a bundle on the open market) and let out a mildly unnerving sampled laugh.

"A joke, dear masters. I have yet to clean the kitchen or the baths, so I must ask you to please wait warmly. Ruukoto is still on the table, though."