Mun’s just like:
A simple, pastel lavender hoodie and black leggings was all she wore today. The hood covered her hair, and it was plain enough for the idol to go about unnoticed. And so she had gone out at night, wanting a brisk walk. Too many things on her mind— she needed to clear them out completely.
Just as she moved around the corner, Sun-min felt someone tug at her sleeve. Wondering who stopped her, the girl turned to see a man, perhaps a little older than herself, a smile on his face.
"Hey, little miss, I was wondering if you could spare me some of your time? I found a young child and well, he won’t listen to anything I say. But I need to get him home. Would you be willing to help me by talking to him for me?"
Sun-min looked up at him, blinking her teal blue eyes. “Of course… I don’t know how much help I’ll be, though.” Following him along the path to a smaller street, Sun-min felt a little seed of doubt and fear sprout in her chest. But what if there really was a young child who needed to get home? Then she can’t just leave him. Besides— this man wasn’t exactly walking anywhere besides her side. Right next to her. That’s where he stayed. They kept going down narrower and narrower streets, to the point where it was a complete alleyway. "Um… where is he?" She managed to ask, stopping as the man stopped. His kind smile turned to her, pointing to a small and desolate house right in front of them.
"He’s inside. Would you like to come and see him? I’m afraid he won’t come outside." A shiver crawled down her spine at his words, her body tensing up. His smile wasn’t changing, but his eyes were staring straight at her, his body not budging at all. "What’s the matter? Don’t you want to help him?" Shaking her head, Sun-min began to step back in fear. The man stepped behind her, blocking off her path to the street. His hand grasped her wrist, beginning to tug her inside. Her heels ground against the pavement in protest, her breath hitching in her throat.
"S-Stop! Let go of me!" Her nails scraped against him, pastel manicure leaving red welts on his skin. With each step, she could feel the seed sprout more and more, eyes going wide. "Stop, someone help me, please!"
Against all odds, it was that moment that Jastun flew out from a portal, having been thrown by a very large, and very angry frost giant, and collided with the attacker, knocking him to the ground.
"Ooooww!" the Traveler groaned as he sat up and looked at what he had done. "Uuuuuuhh, this wasn’t anyone important right?"
I’ve decided to make a master list of all rp’ers since I can’t barely find anyone that’s active and since that I don’t want other to have search religiously to find that one role player that rp’s as that one character we can never find alone.