Previously: I went out the door to the Dining Room to meet my parents.
Now: I hope my parents are up already. I'm not sure what time it is, but judging by the sun's place in the sky. I peeped through the hallway and heard the sizzling of someone cooking. Mmmm, did I smell bacon? I walked into the room and my mother heard me immediately. "Good morning, Olive." she turned around and smiled. "Breakfast id bacon and eggs." I took a glass from the counter and filled it with water. "Good morning, mom. Sounds delicious." I said, completely forgetting why I was there. Luckily, I remembered quickly.
"Oh yeah, mom? How would you feel, about pets?" She turned around. "Well, I'm fine having a dog or a cat or a hamster. As long as if you get it, you take care of it. Feed it, walk it, so on. Why do you ask?" I drank the water and walked to her.
"What if I told you I found a dog and wanted to adopt it?" I asked. "Like, on the streets? Roads? Stray dogs?" my mom replied. "Yes." "I say, be safe. If they bite you, they haven't had shots or anything. If they bite you, you could become infected... If you do find one, I recommend you bring it to the vet." "If I said, I had, have, a dog, would you freak out?" "No, not really. I found a dog when I was younger. I adopted it, named it Shade. I took care of it 100%. Olive, did you take a dog from outside today?" "Uh, would dad be mad?" "No. In fact, your father loves pets, but never has the time to actually get one." "Perfect." "What's the name?" "Spike." "Why, so?" "He looks like it." "Oh, you are old enough to give it a bath. There is a sprinkler and a hose out in the garden." "Oh, uh, thanks. Call me when breakfast is ready."
I walk down the hallway to the door of Celeste and Hunter. I knock thrice. "Hello?" I ask through the door, "It's me." I hear muffled voices from inside. The door swings open and they jump out to hug me. Tackling me to the floor. "Oh, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" they shout. "Woah! Wait! Wait!" I reply, I can't get up from the floor. "Sorry," Hunter apologizes and gets up with Celeste. "Thanks for bringing us a talking human dog!" Celeste says. Jon runs out and tells her to be quiet. I smile. "Can we put him in a tutu?" Celeste asks me excitedly. I look at Jon, who is mouthing the words: "NO NO NO." I laugh, "No, no."
"Yeah, can you please NOT put me into a tutu? I am a male dog-human, in case you didn't know." I whisper. "Aww, why not?" Hunter and Celeste whined. "Shh! Keep it down, or else your parents might hear us! I'd imagine they wouldn't like having a dog that's actually a human as a pet." I say.
Nickname:L (Call me L.)
Bio:L was found by Watari as a child and was taken to the orphanage known as Wammy's House. Sometime after, Watari realized that L had incredible knowledge and later assisted him in his cases. L became a detective at an unknown age and eventually gained a reputation as the greatest detective in the world, whose opinion is highly valued.
Resident or Tourist?:Resident
Personality:L is very intelligent, though his disheveled and languid appearance masks his great powers of deduction and many question his abilities upon viewing him. L tends to second-guess everything he is presented with, and is extremely meticulous and analytical. He is good at deceiving his opponents, and is willing to take drastic measures to solve a case. Some of his tactics are quite bold
He is also shown to have a dry sense of humor, and isn't above making sarcastic remarks to people. Although he tends to be polite.
He also has several quirks, such as preferring to crouch rather than sit, eating only sweet foods (like desserts, candies and fruits) and holding items by using only a thumb and a finger. He is often seen arranging objects and very intently stacking, or in other ways playing with, his staple food items. L is almost always encountered while performing actions that are considered inappropriate or rude in public. These actions/habits include biting fingernails, placing feet on furniture, slouching, chewing with an open mouth, talking with his mouth full, calling out personal observations that may offend others, etc.
Although he is often seen sitting and inactive, L retains a high athletic ability. L stayed in England for five years, and during that time he was the tennis champion in the England Junior Cup. He also has a knack for martial arts. Even though he eats only sweet foods, he remains underweight because the brain uses the most calories of any organ in the body. He also says that if he sits normally, his reasoning ability would drop 40%.
((Why, of course I will join! Wish I saw this earlier. The last thing I remember was eating fun dip...and then it all goes rainbows.
Name: Ebony Hart
Nickname (Optional): Ebe (pronounced E-Bee. Ebony thinks it more fun then just "Ebony")
Age: 12 and three quarters. (Ebony never fails to leave out the three quarters when someone asks for her age)
Bio: Ebony is just a not-so-normal, kind, intelligent girl. Although she can be smart-alicky and has a bit of a superiority complex. She had always stood out from the crowd, way out. She has always noticed strange things happening in her hometown, even since she was a child. No one ever believed her. She eventually just stopped sharing, because she was tired of being mocked even more than usual for trying to share her earth-shattering revelations. Ebony is a bit of a lone wolf, she has no one she can really trust, and she's fine with that. Ebony has a normal life at home. A neat-freak Mom, A Dad always trying to get her to play sports, a diva sister who has no time for anyone but herself and her "group", and a bully jock brother who always picks on her, and a baby brother who cries 24/7. Probably for these reasons, she spends most of her time outside of her house, just her notebook, her discoveries concealed within it, and herself.
Resident or Tourist?: Resident
Other: But gravity can rise. ))
Nickname (Optional): Vivi, Silvy, Echo, Karma
Bio: Shy, looks like she has not eaten in awhile. Introvert . Silver short hair, it covers her eyes. She has a scar running down her right eye, and wears black over sized vsweaters and brown pants. Her sweater is kinda torn.
Resident or Tourist?: Resident
Other: very curious.