Traitors and Roses- Animal Jam Story

Facts!

So, uhm, my sister told me I should tell you more about how I made the characters and stuff so, uh... here?

Eternal is kind of my sister's character, in design, but not in personality... she's much different. You'll see.

Victory is kind of me... inside-ish? I'm a little overprotective of my friends and sister, but Victory's kind of the extreme side of it. Before the "Victory gets his arctic wolf" thing, he looked like my old wolf, but now he looks like my new arctic wolf.

Commander is... He's a figment of my imagination, I guess. Based off of something I thought of a while ago, kinda. He feels he can make the world better, and needs no help to do that, but it aces much more than one to change something as ignorant as the world.

Infinity's looks like a pastel purple and yellow deer, and she's a stand-alone figment of my imagination. (Edit: THIS CHANGED SHE LOOKS DIFFERENT)

Legit is my sister's personality in a clown's body. She doesn't look the part, but my sister is a lovable comedian in a great friend in a popular girl. Lots of layers, all of them good. (Don't tell her I said this)

Mythical is kind of my best friend. Too nice for her own good, and a sturdy handhold when you're losing grip of what's important.

Major is me, but in a shallower version. He's also a little bit of my other friend who we call master sheep because it annoys the hell out of him (though he thinks he's discreet about it haha). But that's who he's based off of.

The story itself formed around a stupid game me and my sister started. It was basically us pretending to be bad role-players and just said "no miss no nothing" behind everything we said. It drove everyone we knew nuts.

"Can I get some water, no miss no nothing?"

Yeah, you can imagine. The first person to forget it would lose and had to go roleplaying in the crappiest Sarepia Forest we could find.

Yep, we were cruel to each other. But it began this story so yay I guess?

Uhm, what else is there to say? Thank you for reading my stuff because its just a hobby that I never expected anyone to care about at all?

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Thinking back on this, I probably should have slept instead of doing this but who cares.

Am I a bad person for this stuff?