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Carla's expression darkened at her words, her hands balling up into tight little fits until crescents began forming on the bottom of her palms. Without thinking straight, she increased her steps towards Cindy, before going into a sprint at her and grabbing her hair between her fingers. Her hair was soft, yet a bit knotty, knotty enough for Carla to lock her fingers into place while tackling the other girl to the ground using most of her body weight.

"Wonder how much your gonna flaunt your "Beautiful Blonde Locs!!" When its covered in mud!" Carla shoved Cindy's hair in the dirt, ignoring Cindy digging into her wrist to try and get her to let go. Why couldn't she just apologise!? Some new blonde girl pretending she owns the place, hah! As if Carla would stand back and let that happen! Most of the time she'd be a bit calmer.

But this little blondie had pushed her a bit too close to the edge.

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Carla scowled, keeping her hand still .over her pocket and sighing. She was on her third strike, and risking it overall sounded like a bad idea, even if her new teacher seemed a bit.. Dazed, to say the least. "I'm not a little bab-" Carla paused, hissing something under under her breath before turning back to look Cindy in the eye. "Putting gum in other girls hairs is way more childish if you ask me! Be glad you didn't go to the principals office for it!"

Carla crossed her arms, "Plus, you could use a haircut. Maybe if your hair wasn't as long I wouldn't want to pull it as much."

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— Carla, although being about sixteen inches away, was very close to Cindy. Intimidatingly close. Cindy's heart raced like crazy the closer Carla got.

She knew she couldn't fight anymore — that crazy girl literally had scissors in her hands! Running off would be pathetic. She's not pathetic. Jumping her would be stupidly dangerous. She's not stupid. Yelling for the teacher would be useless and also pathetic. She's definitely not pathetic, especially not double-pathetic. Calling Kid for help would sound needy. She's not needy. Well, what is she then? What could she be right now? Should she just stand there and take the humiliation from the girl!? Cindy, the prettiest, smartest, nicest, most talented girl in the school, being humiliated!? By some green rando!?

❝The principal's office? For sucha' little prank? You should calm down, missy, or you'll be the one in her office! ❞ Her voice shook. Insulting — that's all she could do. ❝YOU should back off and leave MY hair alone! It's not my fault you were born with that ugly brown hair, instead of my pretty blonde locks! ❞ She scrunched her face at Carla.

Cindy took a step backwards, her legs wobbling. She gulped, very slightly raising her arms to form a faint, defensive X. Her heartbeat spiked — she just saw Carla lift her foot to take a step towards her.

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Carla scowled, keeping her hand still .over her pocket and sighing. She was on her third strike, and risking it overall sounded like a bad idea, even if her new teacher seemed a bit.. Dazed, to say the least. "I'm not a little bab-" Carla paused, hissing something under under her breath before turning back to look Cindy in the eye. "Putting gum in other girls hairs is way more childish if you ask me! Be glad you didn't go to the principals office for it!"

Carla crossed her arms, "Plus, you could use a haircut. Maybe if your hair wasn't as long I wouldn't want to pull it as much."

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Carla's stunned expression shifted, running at the other girl and grabbing a fistful of her hair and pulling her back. She wasn't one to start fights or get herself into physical violence, but that didn't mean her mom hadn't taught her how to defend herself.

She used the opportunity presented to her to pull Cindy further back, yanking on her pigtails despite her fighting back until Carla let go dropping Cindy onto the ground. "I should show you what its like for someone to ruin your hair!!" She lashed out, stepping back and rummaging around her full pockets for a pair of scissors.

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———— The tugging of Cindy's pigtail was enough to throw her into the ground. She fell back, landing hard on her tailbone. Cindy let out a short wince of pain and discomfort. She tried to be as quiet as she could - she couldn't let Carla know it hurt.

She gasped, absolutely furious. How does this green bum even DARE to do something like this!? —— (“Show me what it's like for someone to ruin my hair?”) — Is she crazy in the head!?

Cindy's not physically weak. She knows that about herself. Carla's going to regret this, Cindy thought. Well, she hoped.

Cindy swiftly got up, through the pain, and brushed off her skirt. She gave Carla a quick death glare before yelling. ❝ARE YOU OUTTA YOUR DAMN MIND!? ❞ —— Cindy's heart began to race when she noticed the girl infront of her rummaging through her pockets, looking for the scissors she saw in her hands before. She took two steps backwards, hoping the girl wouldn't find the scissors anytime now.

Cindy huffed, ❝You should be glad the cow teacher is a withdrawing mess right now! Otherwise, you'd be on your way the the principal right this second! ❞ Cindy laughed, trying to hide a painful exhale. She brushed off her skirt with her hands once more, trying to get rid of the filth from the ground. ❝Pullin' hair is kinda lame, ya know! That's, like, toddler behavior.❞ She teased, making a pouty baby face at Carla,

❝Are ya a wittle toddler? Can't keep your feewings in check? ❞

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Carla's stunned expression shifted, running at the other girl and grabbing a fistful of her hair and pulling her back. She wasn't one to start fights or get herself into physical violence, but that didn't mean her mom hadn't taught her how to defend herself.

She used the opportunity presented to her to pull Cindy further back, yanking on her pigtails despite her fighting back until Carla let go dropping Cindy onto the ground. "I should show you what its like for someone to ruin your hair!!" She lashed out, stepping back and rummaging around her full pockets for a pair of scissors.

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Carla's expression instantly became more enraged with the blonde girls remarks, tightening her grip on the scissors, Carla continued. "You know damn well-- Penny is bawling her eyes out and you are sat there all goody-goody!"

Of course, Carla didn't care much for Penny, nor how she felt, but Cindy's smug expression led Carla to feel something tug on her throat, leading her to call out the bratty girl speaking to her.

"Explain it, now!" Carla shoved her hands into her jacket pockets, the scissors now being in her pockets, as she spoke, a noticable hispanic accent became audible between her words.

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Ugh! Who does this girl think she is!? Wonder woman!? Cindy furrowed her eyebrows, but still kept her smug smile. From what she had learned, smilling at people who are mad makes them furious. ——– She learned that mostly the hard way from her mother.—— Cindy wanted a rise out of Carla. She got the reaction she wanted from Penny - that is, her crying, - but that wasn't enough for her. She scoffed and crossed her arms.

“Listen here, Buttercup. I don't have to explain myself to you! ” Cindy provoked again, putting her hands on her hips, moving her face closer to Carla's. “It was just simple fun! and if you or your little classmate can't handle that, then that's not my problem.” She took a quick glance and Penny, then turned her look back to Carla. “It's not ma' fault you're so whiny, because that gum is nothin'! ” Cindy stated, her southern accent slightly slipping out.

Wanna go accent for accent? Wanna fight fire with fire? Fine. If that's what the Red Cross Wonder Woman wants, then so be it. Cindy's not scared. She had gotten into fights before. She's not weak. And she knows that.

Cindy leaned even closer to Carla. It felt risky, but thrilling. “If you can't handle a little gum in someone's hair, then that's too bad.” She smirked, and flicked Carla's nose, like if she was a rabbit.

—— That felt like life or death. Cindy had no interest in even slightly hovering her finger over some dumb girl, but she did it anyway, just to mess with her. She knew Carla could jump her like an angry dog. But it was fun seeing her nose scrunch up, her eyes widen is absolute disbelief and her jaw fall to the floor.

“Ya better close that mouth before some nasty fly flies up there, sweetie.” Cindy added the final straw to the few-seconds-long provocation. She spun on her heels away from Carla and began to walk away.

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Carla's expression instantly became more enraged with the blonde girls remarks, tightening her grip on the scissors, Carla continued. "You know damn well-- Penny is bawling her eyes out and you are sat there all goody-goody!"

Of course, Carla didn't care much for Penny, nor how she felt, but Cindy's smug expression led Carla to feel something tug on her throat, leading her to call out the bratty girl speaking to her.

"Explain it, now!" Carla shoved her hands into her jacket pockets, the scissors now being in her pockets, as she spoke, a noticable hispanic accent became audible between her words.

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"Hey, blondie!" Carla was holding some safety scissors, an annoyed look on her face. "What is it with you and gum in girls hair!?" She pointed the safety scissors towards the ground, snarling as she starred the blonde down from a short distance, quickly approaching.

"Penny was crying over her hair because you asked the new kid to put this in her hair. What is it, jealousy!?"

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Cindy turned around to face whoever was talking to her - a hispanic girl, dressed almost fully in green. Seeing that it was a girl, she had already become annoyed.

Instead of being approached by the new pretty boys on her first day at the new school, some mad, cactus-y looking girl was marching towards her and talking to her! The school had a few hours to impress her, and it did not pass the vibe check. Eugh, so not fetch. She really had no plans for talking to the new ugly girls, especially that girl.

But, Cindy likes to fight. To be exact, she likes to insult people. The way they get so flustered and defensive, the way some of them cry..It's fun. There's some sick joy to it.

A small play with this girl wouldn't hurt, though,,It might make the day somewhat better.

She scoffed. “Oh, honey, jealousy? Please, what would I be jealous of?” Cindy eyed the girl in green, twirling a strand of her hair with her pointer finger.

“It was just beauty improvisation! Kid and I thought the gum would look sooo nice on her. I think it's an improvement! ” she cooed mockingly, “You don't think it looks pretty on your little miss sunshine friend?” She asked, making a slightly exaggerated puppy face.

Well, that should provoke her enough..

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⚠︎ Content Warning ⚠︎

The game this character is from includes;

-Violence.

-Murder.

-Mentions of Alcoholism and drug use.

-Child Experimentation.

-Implied home life issues regarding divorce/absences.

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⊹ Character Info! ⊹

Art by @/stars-artacc

Name: Carla

Age: 5

Gender: Female, She/They

Looks: High, messy, brunette ponytail, white t-shirt with a short sleeved, cropped jacket over it. Green skirt with pockets and shorts underneath. Black boots with green laces. Black wrist bands.

Personality: Carla is a very head strong girl, street smarts tend to come into her favour very often. She likes to stay alone, not taking on anyone else's help unless necessary. Believing she can do a lot alone, she has a high level of confidence and has learnt how to do things like picking locks, general robotics and getting herself out of dangerous situations.

Headcanons!

Carla has an older sister, named Savannah who taught her a lot of what she knows. As well as 2 younger brothers.

Carla's last name is Rosanna (Row-Zan-Ah)

She comes from a lower class home, having a single mother raising her.

Carla likes rock music, specifically 80-90's bands like Bikini Kill and The Cranberries.

She has multiple pockets around her outfit, some where it is least expected from her.

Whilst her hair is a mess majority of the time, she keeps a pin in at the tip of the ponytail to use for lock picking.

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1. No homophobia, transphobia, incest, pedophilia, racism, etc. Basic DNI.

2. Romantic RPs are okay, if they have been briefed with the creator and asked prior.

3. No RPs involving eating/food.

4. No Godmodding. Only lightly, ofc.

5. I am a busy teenager, who also doesn't get notifications from Tumblr normally. Apologies in advance if I reply late. Respect my time, please.

6. Anyone is free to RP with me! Obviously following my DNI. And, send in an ask, or DM me to rp! If you like a post, or reblog, I'll see about DMing you to set up an RP! If you are a mutual, go for it!

7. Be cool ?

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