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Bolster froze and just held the pencil shaking. The sweat salty and looking out stood strong on his head. Looking up he closed his eyes to hide his emotions. Smiling he asked, "She's here?"

"Just making a surprise for our new comer friend...Nothing special just a regular sort of drawing. Any reason you're not reading today?" he said smiling in his classic loyalty pose.

After a great clasp of his hands together, Bolster stood, and marched back up to his room. Leaving the door open, he went back to the bed, and drew comfortably on a sketchbook his friend gave him. Working with what he had, he hoped to make a form of initiation gift for the new comer.

Closing the door Bolster jogged down the wooden steps, and seated himself onto the floor around Vinny. With his head to the back of the couch Bolster stared straight up. Sitting cross legged (Wagging his invisible tail mind you) he tilted his head with a happy smile. Although it only seemed that...

Passing the remote over to Avery, shrugging he stood up, and said, "Here, not much on today." He wouldn't say he felt bad either for not wanting to be embarrassed. After he said his statement he went to the bathroom then jogged up to his room.

After finally sucking all delicious combination of ingredients that make waffles off his tiny metallic fork he arose from his seat, and beat Avery by a pill. Sitting on the cushioned couch he grabbed the remote and zipped out a command to a familiar station and speaker. Propping his feet up he...

He nodded so he couldn't accidentally force the poor gnarled waffle out of his mouth. The beautiful orange blood in a glass couldn't help him wash it down either. His daily breakfast happiness got the best of him and he filled his mouth to point of iron teeth with a pad lock blocking the exit. A...

"I slept well until the sun kissed me in the eyes" He said tilting his head with a fork covered in syrup flooded chocolate waffle. Opening his mouth he paused before the the glorious food on a pitchfork could smell acid. Removing the fork he said quite loudly, "Oh can I have orange juice!"...

Bolster giggled at reds somewhat obvious excitement and continued to giggle at Vin and Ricky's constant struggle. "Morning Avery have a good sleep?" Although it seemed like mockery, this was actually care. Bolster tends to try and calm most people who need it. Knowing of Avery's aliments this is...

Bolster at the time being the only one at the table casually responded, "Chocolate!" Strangely enough he completely missed the fact hes never had waffles here. All of a sudden shifting his head around in a thoughtful almost shifty sense he caught sight of Bella. "Morning Bella!" @RedsLullaby

Partially tired, but still jollily marching down the steps Bolster happily sat down in a chair attached to the wooden table. Already looking like an overjoyed fool, he stuck his tongue out. Resembling a dog at this point he yapped out an almost feminine but jubilant, "Hi!" @Caretaker @Crimson Rose

Bolster was sleeping peacefully in his bed when the sunlight battered and bashed its way through his eye lids. "Ack" said he rolling his head around. Swinging his legs off the bed he tilted his head to the window. "Oh." Rubbing his eyes he sighed. Getting up off the bed he sniffed a familiar...

Mr. Gearman was walking up the stairs when he heard the squeal. Tilting his head upward then down a gust of breath left his mouth. Annoyed he mumbled; "I hope that squirrel isn't on my floor." 

A strange but familiar man drives up to the building in a black sedan. After a long day of teaching he hopes to find solace in his spiders and wife. His tired mope is immediately halted and followed by an annoyed sigh when he sees an atypical car parked near the entrance. Mumbling he heads to...

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- Name: Johnny Troy  - Age: 26 - Physical traits: Simple figure of a skinny man. Darker brown hair, pointed jaw, and blue eyes. Washed up on shore with a black tee and jeans. - Personality traits: Negative, Moody, Poetic, and Creative - One item: Pet Rock