Cynthia and Noire
(C Rank Support)
Cynthia: Raging Spear! Atomic Annihilation! Mighty Aftermath!
Noire: Um, excuse me Cynthia?
Cynthia: Foul villain! Taste the wrath of—
Noire: KEEP IT DOWN IN HERE, OKAY?!
Cynthia: N-Noire. Sheesh. You should keep it down.
Noire: Sorry, that was my other side of me.
Cynthia: I know. It's annoying. I thought you would grow out of it by now.
Noire: Well, I think YOU SHOULD HAVE ALREADY GROWN OUT OF YOUR CHILDISH ACTS, BY NOW. Hahahahahahahahaha!
Cynthia: *leaves*
Noire: Whoops. Wait up Cynthia! I take it back!
(B Rank Support)
Cynthia: I have a feeling she should be here by now.
Severa: Ugh, well I'm leaving before Noire's crazy side comes home for dinner.
Cynthia: Not funny Severa, I'm serious.
Severa: Well, I gotta go anyway. Bye.
Cynthia: Aw, geez.
Noire: I'm here. Also, Cynthia. I'm VERY sorry. Okay.
Cynthia: I'm fine.
Noire: So, please stop being so sensitive, okay?
Cynthia: If that scary side of you doesn't come up, I'm up for that challenge.
Noire: Thank my mother for that.
Cynthia: So far so good!
Back to my roleplay! The joust takes place on a floating cloud. Cynthia the Great never fear, her right hand filled with a spear.
Noire: Ooh, can I play too?
Cynthia: Sure.
Noire: THANK YOU. I PUSH THE ENEMY OFF THE HORSE, AND OFF HE GOES FROM THE FLOATING CLOUD.
Cynthia: Aah! *runs away*
Noire: Ahahahahahahaha. That one was funny.
(A Rank Support)
Cynthia: There you are. It's Noire. She's scaring me—
Severa: On purpose.
Cynthia: Huh.
Severa: She is scaring you, specifically on purpose, for her own amusement. Get it through your brain.
Cynthia: Really? How did you know?
Severa: She told me.
Noire: Cynthia!
Severa: *leaves*
Noire: TIME TO PLAY!
Cynthia: Oh, we'll play alright. The scare is over!
(Cynthia takes out spear and spins it around)
Cynthia: This will make for a great roleplay.
Noire: CHARGE! *strikes*
Cynthia: *parries the strike and strikes...a victory pose*
Noire: ...Huh?
Cynthia: That was fun. Maybe we'll play again another day. Bye bye.
Noire: ...What is wrong with you?
Severa: You tried to scare her, silly.
Noire: I DIDN'T MEAN TO...
Severa: ...She'll be alright.