[Indeed, Bernkastel, and said trash can rocks back and forth before falling on its side. The lid rolls off, spinning on its rims for a couple seconds then dropping flat as Makoto crawls out from the thankfully empty trash can.
[Oh it's a person. For a moment she was going to pull on that tail to see if it was real or not. damn]
I would hope you would not. If you're looking for food, there is plenty to find without digging in an empty trash bin. [Except it's her trash bin, and there is no way Makoto could just sneak in and get inside, without her noticing.]
[Makoto bolts up, offended by lowly assumption. She's noticed that something is off about herself and that there's a throbbing pain her back, but she can't shrink back at the accusation.]
For the record, I don't purposely put myself in those kinds of places.
[Action]calm_emeraldSeptember 21 2011, 03:03:39 UTC
[asklhgsaj this large animal talked again!]
Uh...! [He comes a little closer. What to do, what to do. His hands rest on the rim of the trash can but then...What if this thing wasn't friendly either? He could just...pretend he never saw her. Yea, that's a good idea maybe he could just keep going. Sadly, just removing his hands were enough to cause a chain reaction. The trash can was tipping. And now he's mortified, and now he tries to stop the trash can from falling over, and now he's flailing as he was too late.]
[Action]planetcrusherSeptember 21 2011, 03:15:00 UTC
[I'm sorry?]
Huh?
[-- oh, she's falling.
And when the trash can crashes, the lid falls and Makoto comes rolling out. She stops mid-roll, seated upright on the ground with knees tucked toward her chest and arms around her legs. She lifts her head to stare at the limp trash can.]
[Kurt had teleported outside to take out the trash, only to be attracted to that strange and large tail. Curious, he proceeds near it to poke it with his own tail.]
[And once he does, the tail will lash back by whipping upward, alert. No one but her two best friends get to touch the tail, buddy. A voice rumbles from within the trash can.]
[She focuses her weight on an edge, causing the trash can to tip over in that direction and allowing Makoto to get her feet on the solid ground. Shrugging the upper half of her body out of the container, she unceremoniously dumps the trash can at her side.]
There. Pretty real, right?
[Then she gets a better look at the person she's speaking with.]
[ Makoto has no time to speak in-between Malik's opening and closing the lid but when he begins walking away, she's no longer dumbstruck and manages to get her words together. ]
H-hey, you can't just up and leave like that! Get back here!
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Was that a noise she just heard from that trash can she never uses?]
Hello?
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Things haven't fully sunken in yet.]
Hnn, I'm not doing that again.
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I would hope you would not. If you're looking for food, there is plenty to find without digging in an empty trash bin. [Except it's her trash bin, and there is no way Makoto could just sneak in and get inside, without her noticing.]
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[Makoto bolts up, offended by lowly assumption. She's noticed that something is off about herself and that there's a throbbing pain her back, but she can't shrink back at the accusation.]
For the record, I don't purposely put myself in those kinds of places.
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.... [He is very unsure right now. After that whole incident with that cat...]
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[The trash can rocks once. It's cramped and Makoto wants out, that had better not be trash she's curled up in.]
Anyone out there?
[Spare her some dignity and say no.]
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Uh...! [He comes a little closer. What to do, what to do. His hands rest on the rim of the trash can but then...What if this thing wasn't friendly either? He could just...pretend he never saw her. Yea, that's a good idea maybe he could just keep going. Sadly, just removing his hands were enough to cause a chain reaction. The trash can was tipping. And now he's mortified, and now he tries to stop the trash can from falling over, and now he's flailing as he was too late.]
Ah! I'm sorry!
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Huh?
[-- oh, she's falling.
And when the trash can crashes, the lid falls and Makoto comes rolling out. She stops mid-roll, seated upright on the ground with knees tucked toward her chest and arms around her legs. She lifts her head to stare at the limp trash can.]
Well, that turned out pretty okay.
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Cut that out! Who said you can touch the tail?
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Whoa! The tail's real!?
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Of course it's real.
[She focuses her weight on an edge, causing the trash can to tip over in that direction and allowing Makoto to get her feet on the solid ground. Shrugging the upper half of her body out of the container, she unceremoniously dumps the trash can at her side.]
There. Pretty real, right?
[Then she gets a better look at the person she's speaking with.]
. . . and you're blue.
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Ah...
[ oh okay this is okay. ]
Carry on.
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And starts walking away. ]
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H-hey, you can't just up and leave like that! Get back here!
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Hey! Someone in there?
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Is this someone kidding.
Outside, Makoto's tail twitches. ]
Yes. I am!
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