Humming to herself as she writes in her notepad. "Slow days are the worst..."

✭ clover ✭ Straight up RPing. Yeah. I'm RPing it rn.

✭ clover ✭ *Stares at u guys with my big ole eyes* What if I make an account for Elizabeth from BioShock? :3

"You must not know how my fur works. It still hurts to lose it in a FIRE."

✭ clover ✭ What the hell happened last night that had/has everyone in a tizzy? Did I miss something important?

"Of course you did. Medical bill is being sent to you in the mail by the way!~"

"WHA-?!" Pulling on her fur a few times before grabbing her own tail, shaking it. "THIS. YOU. YOU LIT MY TAIL ON FIRE. I STILL HAVEN'T FORGAVE YOU!"

✭ clover ✭ Guys, guys. When I stop being lazy, trust me. I'm gonna post THE story of all time on here. Trust. TRUST. NO DON'T TURN AWAY! YOU GOTTA TRUST ME-

"Smile for the camera!" SNAP, SNAP, SNAP, SNAP "Thankssss."

"What do you think, hot head?"

Staring like this

"Not. A. Word."

✭ clover ✭ I need a nap, oomfs. I'm gonna split. Erm...responses when I wake up....whenever that is </3

TYPE, TYPE, TYPE. "Yes....yesssss! It's coming along wonderfully! She won't stand a chance. Hehe...haha...MWAHAHAHA-"

✭ clover ✭ Don't be afraid to tag me btw! I love getting tagged lolllll :3

"What do YOU want?"

✭ clover ✭ I hope Kitty just gives off that annoying, but somewhat likeable reporter vibe lol. I fully understand wanting to put her in a box in the rain though

"I love you, public information!" :3

"I'm going to get that relationship gossip if it's the last thing I do."

Scooting closer to the reader while wearing a trench coat and oversized hat. "Psst. I got something to ask...." Reaching inside her coat, slowly pulling a large object from it. "DO YOU HAVE TIME FOR SOME QUESTIONS?!" Yanking out her notepad and pen before throwing off her hat.

<---- Currently doing this to her typewriter

✭ clover ✭ Oomfs who play TF2...we gotta play together sometime....

✭ clover ✭ So many oomfies like TF2....omg....

✭ clover ✭ TF2 mentioned....

"Me? Loud? Pff. As if."

"Oh my...poor, poor girl..." Gently patting Cassidy's head before going back to jotting everything down. "Now, you said you put your hand into your OWN chest?"

"Hmpf. "Oh Kitty! Stop snooping!" "Oh Kitty! Stop poking around for stories!" "Oh Kitty! Oh Kitty!" IT'S ALL I HEAR. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FIND A STORY, NITWIT? THEY DON'T FALL INTO YOUR LAP WHILE YOU SIT AROUND SUCKING DOWN BOOZE FROM A BOTTLE!"

"Just my luck..."

Slowly pulling her pen and notepad out, jotting everything down. "Er...do you have anything else you wish to share? It's best to share how you feel instead of bottling it all up inside."

"Oh! I'm Kitty Catson. A local news report- wait did you say possessed-"

Blink, blink. "Well, hello there!" :)

Sipping some coffee. "Good morning, everyone."

"If what the reports say are true, there are ghosts on the moon."

"Love is a fickle thing sometimes."

Yawwwwwwn and a stretch.

Crossing her arms with a grumble. "The things I do to keep people happy..."

! "N--No! W--We uhm...still are. Just..." With a huff, she grabs the girl's hand, gently placing it upon her head. Her fur was quite soft and fluffy. Plenty of care is put into making her fur the "best in show".

Batting at her hand with her paw. "Shoo! Shoo! Distractions won't work this time!"

"I keep getting headpats. This must be a trick. A distraction by rival newspapers. They must've hired these people to distract me." >:(

"You know, I've had the thought of being a mother, but I don't think the reporter side of me could stand it. Sitting around, taking care of kids while someone else is chasing that exciting story that *I* could have chased? Yeah right, buster."

"Doesn't roll off the tongue."

"I already had my title. "Interview with a ghost girl". I guess that'll never be used..."

Nuzzling her head into the pat before quickly pulling away. "Hmpf. I thought I had a story..."

"THAT'S WHAT A GHOST WOULD SAY!"

✭ clover ✭ Me realizing I gotta lock tf in for replies.

"I can't keep typing. My paws...they hurt...ow..."

"Sometimes a girl just has to wish on a star to get what she wants."

( ... you announce your presence, at least. ) [ temp pinned ] [ #DELTARUNERP #UNDERTALERP #UTRP #DRRP #UTDRRP ]

Tap, tap, tap. "...and then when I had stared into the abyss..." Tap, tap, tap. "...what greeted me was darkness..." Tap, tap, tap "...perhaps this is an analogy to some..." Tap, tap, tap "...but to me? It was nothing more than my paranoia." DING! "Finally done!"

"Huh. Lucky son-of-a-gun."