Connie would hear the rithmic ‘pitter patter’ of the rain droplets hitting the outside of her cave. She’d glance up through the small window of her door and grumble. Man she hated the rain. There truly was nothing worse than being wet. She would occasionally try and swim (despite not knowing HOW TO) but any other type of water contact made her skin crawl. She’d dip her pen in ink and continue writing. She was very invested in what she was writing,, yet she found herself trailing off in unrelated thoughts,, like the whole dilemma she was in and her friends back in SPACT. That particular topic made her tail twitch. She’d shake her head and continue writing. Dangit,, she made a mistake. Ehh,, she could finish this later. She had more important matters to think about. She’d look out her little window again,, then get up from her seat and trail off to one of the walls of the cave,, lined with shelves and rows and rows of gems,, crystals,, any precious stone. She grabbed a amethyst and ran it through her fingers. She always liked gems. She didn’t know why though. Which bothered her. She had mostly figured herself out,, but not that part yet. Maybe it was the way they gently glew as the sun or any kind of light hit them. How the reflected all kinds of colors and came in so many shapes and sizes. How they come from places were most people would just not bother searching,, because they’d think there’s nothing there. But there is something. And if they just got to know her more they’d- she shook herself. That got strangely personal. She didn’t like that. She’d huff and place the amethyst back in its corresponding position. She’d look around her cave and sigh contentedly. Everywhere she looked,, gems and precious stones looked back at here. A few dangling lights hung from the roof of the cave,, and a very comfy bed was of to a side. She’d gaze back to her table. Many books lay open and notes were scattered all across. Most books had something related to shapeshifters on its cover. She’d stolen them all from Blaze. And the other hosts,, she supposed. But mostly from Blaze. None of the information seemed accurate or particularly useful. Heck there was barely ANY information. But she wanted to understand her powers and herself a bit more. The most common thing she saw was a shapeshifters want for power. She originally thought that couldn’t be further from the truth,, but the more she dwellled on it the more it made sense. Her old plan,, the one about overthrowing the hosts,, was just about that. Getting into a position of power. She had tried to tell herself that it was “for the greater good” but she couldn’t deny it,, a position of power sounded very appealing to her. Everyone following your every command,, adoring you,, asking you for advice. It makes you feel powerful,, and wanted. Oh how she longed to be wanted. She knew that SL and PB and Nick all loved her and cared for her but,, admist the sea of people who hated and loathed her,, 3 people who like you seems too little. And it’s not like her hate wasnt deserved,, she knew there would be fellow contestants that would despise her but,, she never knew they’d all turn on her so quick. Plus she had been improving,, she wasn’t going on rabid sprees,, she wasn’t planning to overthrow the hosts,, she wasn’t threatening anyone and yet,, her thank you note for all her hard work?? A trial. A trial that nearly broke her. A trial she lost because her “friend” didn’t WANT to stand up for her,, because her friend also hated her guts. Thinking about that made her sick to her stomach,, so she decided to lie down. She’d flop onto her bed,, exhausted. She didn’t know why she was so tired. She’d guess it was just because of her mental exhaustion. It was manifesting as an actual symptom. She’d growl softly and pull the covers up. A little nap wouldn’t hurt,, besides,, she earned it didnt she?? She spent all this time researching and reading and making herself sick because of a silly old competition. She’d sigh and close her eyes. Just a few minutes. The rains pitter patter became her lullaby as she fell asleep. WOOOO ok so ik that’s VERY not usual for me so let me explain lol So basically I want to improve my writing and develop my characters more SOOOO what better way to do that than to SRP!!!!! I mean I love rping with others don’t get me wrong BUT a self rp always sounded very appealing to me. So I’m gonna try to make a daily srp with my object chars!! DISCLAIMER THO LIKE 90% WILL BE CONNIE IM SOBBING I love her too much guys smh UHHH but yeah I hope y’all like this and uh if any of these peak we could do a Rp based of these. Also Joy when you see this can I do some but like how Connie feels abt Nick/SL/etc etc LOL
Would’ve added art but I’m so lazy rn SOB
