Mododo blinked twice, her expression both innocent and naive. "Memories?" she tilted her head to the other side, her tail gently swaying.
"-Yes, yes it is worth protecting! The pekopons are really nice! My friend here saved me and he is so fun to play with, we're best friends! Also, the food is good, and the parks, the sunsets, the-" she was going on and on on how she why Pekopon was worth protecting. Mododo had developed a deep bond with this planet, thanks to her Pekoponian friend.
"Don't you agree?"
I'm going to use my other character as well, so here is his Bio. I'm going to keep it short since Koi is feeling a bit lazy now, so parden me.
When writing on this, the computer froze so I have to rewrite it, therefore, it's even smaller, lol.
Character name: Rololo Bio: Ever since Rololo was young, he has a strong fasination in bombs. At first, it started at simple smokes bombs but then, his fasination went future when he began to make fire works and bombs that could actually injure and take someone's life.
To practice his talent, Rololo joined a young rebel group where he caused mischief with his friends. Since he was the oldest of the group, Rololo was the leader. However, he soon left the group since he felt he was getting to old for it. Instead, Rololo joined the army and there, his love for bombs blossomed. He enjoyed being out in the battle field and it gave him a deep thrill. Whether it was at close combat or at the side lines unleasing his weapons, he loved it.
Now, Rololo is a soldier, not particulary a part of any platoon but working for Keron itself. Whenever a war rages, Rololo is there to aid his fellow soldiers. Image/description:http://i27.tinypic.com/eqpje8.png The picture shown is when he was much younger, turning into adult age. However, Rololo is now much older and signs of it can show. His eyes are much more serious now and narrow. During a war, Rololo received a scar across his nose.
I'll be drawing up a reference of him soon, btw P:
Abilities/Powers: Rololo's speciality is bombs and bomb making. Whether it's something simple like a smoke bomb or as deadly as a nuclear bomb, Rololo can make it.
When it comes to close combat, he can indeed fight. Instead of using bombs, Rololo would much rather use his fists. When he was young, he participated in childhood wrestling to increase his physical strength which definitely aids him in battle.
Kitata's eyes narrowed a bit. "But the mil-"
She stopped for a bit and sighed. "Mododo, I guess."
The simple answer was all she could give, her heart sank at her own confusion.
"After all, what if the pekoponjins where to invade Keron? How would we feel?"
She blinked twice. "The pekoponians don't even know where Keron is, and they're-" she laughed like a small child "they're ships aren't nearly as good as ours. They're pacifists, relax, relax!".
"Peh, you guys ramble too much. Pekoponians this, Pekoponians that. Honestly, it's starting to give me a head ache." said Rololo, a orange brown adult Keronian. He spatted, one of his arms behind his head.
"However, I do want to thank them for one reason...these smokes are incredible." he grinned, as he puffed on a cigarette. "I can't believe this actually calms my mind, then again, I love smoke all together." He gave off a cocky laugh, sitting by the door.
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To the corner of the room stood a rather odd keronian of the name of Fabubu. His eyes watched his leader and they slightly widen as he heard his orders.
"Will the attack be today, sir? If so, I am at your service."
He slightly cracked his shoulders, giving off a small, odd snarl. "I'm growing anxious sir..."
Mododo huffed, giving Rololo an angry look. "Heeey! Souichi said cigarettes are bad! Souichi said cigarettes can cut your life in half! Souichi said you can die!" she said, obviously angry and naive.
"I wonder who are we supposed to fight."
Tamama_Black
09-11-2009, 07:06 PM
Error, you should've submitted sooner! Rololo is in though.
Fyruru looked at his Platoonmates.
"Protecting Pekopon is the only way to prevent the domination of the Kutoro Platoon. If Pekopon were to fall into Keron's hands, danger is immenent. I cannot discuss all the details, but I assure you we are fighting for a good cause. Rololo, are the defensive bombs ready and in place? We can buy some time and perhaps give Kuroro some trouble."
Kitata's depression quickly turned into violent anger. "OH will you just make everything seem so out of place~! I was only making a decission and trying to ask if protecting this stupid planet was worth our energy!"
She blew up at Rololo, she very much disliking him.
"I have nothing left. The military was my life, and now they're trying to put me on deaths row! Of course I would ask about silly pekoponjins!"
Kitata glared at Mododo. "And I know that! I was only trying to point out- ARGH!"
She banged her head on the desk and pulled her arms over, trying to escape reality if only for a second to calm down.
"-Ah! Kitata! Don't hurt yourself, we're in war now!-or are?" she thought to herself. "Hmm...-" she turned her attention to Fyruru, who just gave his orders. "-Aye Aye SIR!" she said, saluting. "For the good of Pekopon!!"