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The Dirt Town Orphans - animeish, high fantasy gang RP [Always accepting]

Swooping down from the clouds as evening fell came cheerful Argo, returning from a long day's scavenging. In the crook of one arm she carried a large paper bag, handling it carefully as she touched down in front of the orphanage. Argo stepped off her broom and allowed it to hover silently behind her as she always did, and strolled past her friends. How nice of them to wait outside, just for her!

"Hello, Dodo! Hello, Thames!"

Argo waved with her free hand, nearly dropped the bag, and quickly stepped forward to catch it with her knee. Safe! Argo made a mental note not to wave at anyone else until she put it down.

She walked up the wide marble stairs into the orphanage, nudging the doors open with her shoulder. The hall was mostly deserted, save for lots of the bigger children playing house. There was only a small lots, though. Usually there was a big lots before bedtime. Argo waved to them, too, and the bag tipped precariously over, only stopped by a crumbling decorative pillar Argo had nearly walked into. She cocked her head to look at them as she righted the bag.

"Hello, friends! Is today a special day?"

Without waiting for an answer, because she was sure someone would tell her sometime, she walked back to Uncle Fritz's room, kicking the door open. For some reason, there was a really big lots of friends here. Maybe more than she could count on her fingers and toes together! Her broom, oriented sideways, got stuck against the door frame as she entered.

"Hello, friends! Hello, Uncle Fritz!", she chirped cheerfully, "Guess what I found today!"

Without waiting for an answer, she dug around in the bag and retrieved... Something. It was a lumpy, half-burnt disk of pie crust, a crack in the top revealing a strange, brownish-grey mush that was currently leaking out all over Argo's hand. The whole assembly smelled positively foul.

"Ta-daaaaaa! It's an oyster-and-asparagus-and-beet pie! The lady with the big boobs from the red light district told me it makes men last for a really really long time! Could you believe they were throwing it out, when it's only a day old?"

Argo noticed, finally, that her other friends were crying. Maybe they were sad that only Uncle Fritz got to have a pie?

"Don't worry: Your friend Argo brought enough for everyone! Once Uncle Fritz eats, we can all have dinner together, okay?"

She looked over to the small boy mumbling to himself in the corner as she tried to navigate the horde of orphans without spilling anything.

"Luca, make sure to be a good boy and share your juice with Uncle Fritz, okay?"

The Dirt Town Orphans - animeish, high fantasy gang RP [Always accepting]

Argo

Name: Argo
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Background: Argo was left with Old Man Fritz at the tender age of four. She doesn't remember much of her real parents, save that her father was a man of justice. Argo is utterly convinced that her father will return someday, and strives to become a girl he can be proud of: Kind, loving, and just. While admirable, this is tempered by the fact that Argo may actually be the singular dumbest, most gullible person in Dirt Town. How she has actually survived for so long is a mystery to everyone, but Argo's nine years in Dirt Town have firmly entrenched her as the village idiot. As for her relationship with the other orphans, she's something of a double-edged sword: While her abilities and contacts are useful, her hatred of crooked affairs means she's best kept out of the loop of any shady goings-on. Otherwise, things could get messy.

Equipment: A wooden broom, her father's hat, a thick coat with lots of pockets, a jar of fixative, a cheap brass locket, a tin cup with a dent in it, a stethoscope, a gyroscope, a baroscope, a telescope, various interesting rocks, a small pair of shears, some chestnuts, a coinpurse full of loose change (various foreign denominations, no value), a sock with a brick in it, a ball of twine, an ugly wooden statuette, four candle stubs of varying lengths, a tin full of marbles, a linen sack, a beetle cage (no beetles), a seashell, and a cat toy

Level: 1
Attribute: Finesse
Skills:
Navigation - Moving around the district at high speeds requires a great sense of direction and strong reflexes. Naturally, Argo has both.

Optimism - Argo is sunny and upbeat even at the worst of times, and holds ironclad belief in the inherent goodness of her fellow man. One would expect this to be a disadvantage, but Spirits are far more likely to keep someone alive or help them out once they recognize that said person is an endless well of positive emotions they can feed off of; a rare commodity in Dirt Town.

Likable - Likewise, Argo's willingness to help her fellow man and wide-eyed innocence mean that she's actually fairly well-liked among the Dirt Town population, and possesses friends and a positive reputation pretty much everywhere within and around the district, and quickly forges new bonds when brought elsewhere. Even the most blackhearted villains hesitate to raise a hand against someone so patently harmless.

Affinity: Wind
Gift: Argo has the ability to fly with the aid of a broom. To clarify, she can freely levitate and manipulate a given broom, but the most common usage is flight.

The Dirt Town Orphans - animeish, high fantasy gang RP [Always accepting]

Argo

Name: Argo
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Background: Argo was left with Old Man Fritz at the tender age of four. She doesn't remember much of her real parents, save that her father was a man of justice. Argo is utterly convinced that her father will return someday, and strives to become a girl he can be proud of: Kind, loving, and just. While admirable, this is tempered by the fact that Argo may actually be the singular dumbest, most gullible person in Dirt Town. How she has actually survived for so long is a mystery to everyone, but Argo's nine years in Dirt Town have firmly entrenched her as the village idiot. As for her relationship with the other orphans, she's something of a double-edged sword: While her abilities and contacts are useful, her hatred of crooked affairs means she's best kept out of the loop of any shady goings-on. Otherwise, things could get messy.

Equipment: A wooden broom, her father's hat, a thick coat with lots of pockets, a jar of fixative, a cheap brass locket, a tin cup with a dent in it, a stethoscope, a gyroscope, a baroscope, a telescope, various interesting rocks, a small pair of shears, some chestnuts, a coinpurse full of loose change (various foreign denominations, no value), a sock with a brick in it, a ball of twine, an ugly wooden statuette, four candle stubs of varying lengths, a tin full of marbles, a linen sack, a beetle cage (no beetles), a seashell, and a cat toy

Level: 1
Attribute: Finesse
Skills:
Navigation - Moving around the district at high speeds requires a great sense of direction and strong reflexes. Naturally, Argo has both.

Optimism - Argo is sunny and upbeat even at the worst of times, and holds ironclad belief in the inherent goodness of her fellow man. One would expect this to be a disadvantage, but Spirits are far more likely to keep someone alive or help them out once they recognize that said person is an endless well of positive emotions they can feed off of; a rare commodity in Dirt Town.

Likable - Likewise, Argo's willingness to help her fellow man and wide-eyed innocence mean that she's actually fairly well-liked among the Dirt Town population, and possesses friends and a positive reputation pretty much everywhere within and around the district, and quickly forges new bonds when brought elsewhere. Even the most blackhearted villains hesitate to raise a hand against someone so patently harmless.

Affinity: Wind
Gift: Argo has the ability to fly with the aid of a broom. To clarify, she can freely levitate and manipulate a given broom, but the most common usage is flight.

A friend told me I should check this game out. Looks interesting!