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Private RP >w<

@Oakie Dokie forum 61 comments schedule
@Oakie Dokie

@SincereBeastie
@Jensenbear
@"ms.red13"
@Fawn Yeet
@MidnightWarrior13
shall we?

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Yes, we shall

@Oakie Dokie

k, i'ma post a prologue

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okie

@Oakie Dokie

@TiredOtter wanna join?

Fawn Yeet

gODYES

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GOODYES

Fawn Yeet

bADYES

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dADYES

@Oakie Dokie

whATYES

@Oakie Dokie

Kodiak O’Donoghue pushed the shopping cart containing his son, (insert), slowly down the aisle in their local Food Lion, marvelling at how much genetically modified trash sat on the shelves. It was terrible to him, but it was cheap, and it was all he had to provide for his (bf/gf idc) and son.
”Daddy! Can we make Chocolate Milk?”
Kodiak looked down at his son, sighing in remission. He was 10 years old and already almost as tall as him, rich middle-eastern skin darkened to a chocolate-y brown. Him and his twin brother had torn his previous marriage apart, but for the little guy, it was worth it. All he wanted was for the kid to be happy after the war he’d been rescued from. “Sure! Come on, let’s go look for some chocolate sauce.”
The two strolled through the store in a pleased silence, Kodiak humming a Fall Out Boy song softly under his breath. The aisle they were in was lined with all sorts of ice ccream toppings, and soon enough, (insert) found what he was looking for and leaned out of the buggy to grab the small bottle. “This one, right?”
“No, but you’re close,” he replied, examining the bottle closely. “This is Blueberry Syrup. Here, try this one.” The correct bottle was placed into the child’s hands and the two turned to leave the store.
”Well, hey there, Kodiak.”
(start once someone claims the lady)

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omg SOMEONE CLAIM THE WOMAN

@Oakie Dokie

Fawny want her?

Fawn Yeet

what lady
:P
sure tho
lady is claimed ig

@Oakie Dokie

Kodiak whipped around sceptically at the scorn in ig's voice. Her voice was enough nowadays to set off alarms in his brain, screaming at him to flee. "What do you want?"

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"Okay calm down Igs, he's legit just shopping for food, jesus." Cortney says, picking out some chocolate for the 10 year old that has been whining about not having for 2 weeks now.

Fawn Yeet

(What does Ig stand for?do i get to choose her name?)

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( Yeah, I just put igs there so you could choose her name, I'm your character's gf.)

Fawn Yeet

Amaya (lady) looked at Kodiak, straight into his eyes. "Can I have my son back" She asked gently.

@Oakie Dokie

"W-what?"
The world suddenly seemed to sway under Kodiak's feet and he grabbed onto the edge of the buggy for support. "But- We agreed…"

Fawn Yeet

"We did. You can have the other brat. This one looks more tame."

@Oakie Dokie

(this is literally how parenting should be lol)
"That's ridiculous!! You can't just-"

Fawn Yeet

(ikr)
"I already went to court and wrote the papers. Gimme gimme."

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" she did man, But i'm fine with this one…. he's dope" Cortney says

@Oakie Dokie

"You a**hole!! No!" Kodiak smacked Amaya's hand out of the air and made his way briskly to his car with his son, groceries abandoned. He dialed his attorney quickly, helping the kid into his carseat and starting the engine to his Nissan. "Amaya's trying to steal (insert)." (someone play the attorney)

Fawn Yeet

Amaya ran after him, screaming. "I'm not stealing him! I GAVE BIRTH TO HIM!"

@SincereBeastie

Moira answered, "Hi-hi, Cousie' what can I do for ya?" Not only was she the best sleep in cousin in the world, but this black pixie-cut gal was a wonderful attorney to him.

Fawn Yeet

(gOD MOIRA IS LIKE A REALLY SPECIAL NAME TO ME
BC IT"S MINE)

@Oakie Dokie

"Amaya's trying to steal (insert). Is that legal?" Kodiak pulled into the street and stamped on the gas pedal, racing home as quickly as possible.

@SincereBeastie

"Ahhh, lemme check. Wait, I don't have to check because OF COURSE IT'S ILLEGAL! Man, you're such a dimwit sometimes," He cheery voice squeaked, "Get out of there and file for a restraining order later. And if Miss Salt needs some legal advice, don't send her my way, she's a lost cause." She giggled.