06-24-2018, 01:32 AM
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To know that her biological relatives lived in the Typhoon came as a bit of a shock - especially considering the children - and apparently her biological family adopted a winged domestic feline into the Roux bunch. Now, Rosemary grew up as an only child with a mentally ill mother and absentee father. Her position on random blood relatives wavered slightly; for adopted family, she didn't quite understand the appeal. But for Pincher's memory, she wanted to know why her half-brother (who, in all honesty, she only met a few times) felt a sisterhood bond with this Roxanne. Especially since she, herself, felt she never fully established a sibling relationship with him; she felt a bit jealous that this stranger, not even related to Pincher by blood, got so close to him.
But, all that aside, Pincher's kids deserved to have mentally stable people look after them - which meant cooperation with Roxanne. Like hell she wanted anyone to go through her trainwreck of a childhood, after all.
With this goal in mind, the ocelot set about exploring the pirate ship to look for Roxanne. The concentrated smell of her crewmates made it difficult for her to track any individual in this saturated mess of a home, and she unfortunately hadn't gotten used to living and navigating by smell in such a 'stinky' place. Still, she remained reasonably certain that her 'adopted sister' was currently here somewhere. If not, then she'd just have to revisit her scent trail and re-track from there, which she was stubborn enough to do.
[member=901]ROXANNE C.[/member]
But, all that aside, Pincher's kids deserved to have mentally stable people look after them - which meant cooperation with Roxanne. Like hell she wanted anyone to go through her trainwreck of a childhood, after all.
With this goal in mind, the ocelot set about exploring the pirate ship to look for Roxanne. The concentrated smell of her crewmates made it difficult for her to track any individual in this saturated mess of a home, and she unfortunately hadn't gotten used to living and navigating by smell in such a 'stinky' place. Still, she remained reasonably certain that her 'adopted sister' was currently here somewhere. If not, then she'd just have to revisit her scent trail and re-track from there, which she was stubborn enough to do.
[member=901]ROXANNE C.[/member]
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?