Theory of Happy

The Avatar Upstairs

Should I bring him some bird seed? The neighbor's bird has been making a lot of noise lately.

The Avatar Upstairs

I mean he's nice, but past that I'd wish he'd stop doing alot of martial arts at 3 in the morning.

Post a random fact about yourself.

In honor of the person who banned me in ban me thread.

I only wear above knee shorts.

@ODAberration

You ruffian.

I'm an idiot with a god complex, and an inability to stay in the same place for too long.

Word association Game!

Horror

Ban the Person above you

Banned for above-the-knee shorts.

An important choice: who will she choose? A futuristic royalty rp.

"A tournament, hm? One to decide the fate of this kingdom, by marrying off it's princess. I like this. They'll be distracted long enough for me to get in and get out." Liv said to herself as she stood from her air mattress, that she had stolen from some apartment building she was hiding in at the time. In her mid-morning rush to get ready, she grabbed a small metal triangle and pocketed it, a tool for later. Exiting from the hovel she called her hideaway, Liv made her way through the bustling streets, taking the occassional subway, because quite frankly, from the bottom to the top of the kingdom, that's a longer walk than she's willing to put up with.

Upon her arrival to the castle grounds, she witnessed what looked like a small tank pull to the front of the palace and empty it's passangers. Oh me, oh my, the first of many suitors I'm assuming. the thief thought, making her way around to a fenced in garden where she began her ascent, climbing the fence in three swift strides and vaulting over with ease. She stuck her landing and ducked between bushes as she made her way towards an open entrance for her to sneak in to.

Upon finding her entrance in the form of an open window, she pulled herself in, brushing herself off from the many bushes she had to jump into. "Well, that was easy enough, now to find either a vault or a study." the thief said to herself as she began wandering, searching for her quarry.

Word association Game!

Street

An important choice: who will she choose? A futuristic royalty rp.

Thank you, I’ll make her introductory post after I wake up.

An important choice: who will she choose? A futuristic royalty rp.

Appearance: Liv is a tall, not necessarily healthy thin woman with lightly tanned skin and deep red hair. Her attire consists of very ostentatious clothing, with a button-up white shirt, open to expose some of her chest, and black high-waisted tights, topped off by knee-high leather boots. She has several tattoos, with normally only a winding snake over the beginnings of a peacock feather visible on her neck, and an ornate floral pattern on her chest.

Name: Olivia 'Liv' Quentin

Age: 24

Role in this story: Nigh-incompetent thief

Bio: Liv was...is not the brightest bulb in any shed, she does however possess the knowledge that there's a lot of money going to the royal castle suddenly, and God be damned, she wants a slice of that. That being said, she grew up poor and turned to thievery when nothing else paid enough for her liking. Most of her first robberies were botched so horribly, yet somehow, through sheer dumb luck she was able to come out of them slightly richer, but she always wanted more. Seeing this as her perfect opportunity to get more, she's going to jump at the chance...and probably fall in the worst place possible while trying to rob a castle.

Other: It needs repeating, she is the happy idiot with a bunch of skills, but no idea on how to put them together to be useful.

An important choice: who will she choose? A futuristic royalty rp.

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