No op or joke ocs

???: maybe i can finally get the parent I need

Alaria: Hello

???: h-hi there....are, are you my mom now?

Alaria: Yep!

???: ok! I hope your better than the other people

Alaria: I do my best

???: what do you want me to call you?

Alaria: You can call me mom, but if you aren’t comfortable with that just call me Alaria

???: o-ok. if that's ok, I'm going to call you Alaria

Alaria: Are all of your things packed?

???: I don't have anything accept this *holds up a little dinosaur charm*

Alaria: It’s fine, I don’t want to force you into anything

???: th-thank you. can we go now?

Alaria: Alright, lets go

???: oh ok *stands up and grabs your hand*

Alaria: *goes out to a pretty scratched up car*

???: I like your car!

Alaria: Oh, thanks

???: no problem. I usually don't see them. this is amazing

Alaria: ^^

???:*gets in car* are we going home now?

Okami: wh-who are you

Alaria: I’m Alaria

Okami:…

Alaria: What’s your name?

Okami: O-okami

Alaria: Nice to meet you Okami!

Okami: …

Alaria: I’m Alaria, you can call me Mom if you are comfortable with it

Okami: O-ok

Alaria: *smiles*

Okami: a-are y-you gonna a-adopt m-m-me?

Alaria: Yep!

Okami: y-you wont h-hurt me?

Alaria: Of course not

Okami: o-ok

hm?

Alaria: Hello!

...

Alaria: What’s your name?

"arrora."

Alaria: I’m Alaria, but if you are comfortable with it you can call me mom

•grabs her backpack• "..."

Alaria: Is that all of you stuff?

•nod•

Alaria: Let's go then

•holds alaria's hand•

Sarah: Wow. Maybe this parent can actually be good

Alaria: And you can be happy as well

Sarah: I'm 12 years old and have depression. I doubt I can be happy

Alaria: Depression can be overcome

Sarah: Are you referring to anti-depressants? If so, then are you aware how expensive those things are?

Alaria: You’re happiness is more important than things like money.

Sarah: Not when you're dirt-poor. Besides, anti-depressants don't really "work"

Alaria: I’m not dirt poor I just am really bad about taking care of my car

Sarah: I'm referring to how you would be if you bothered buying the scam known as "anti-depressants"

Alaria: Well I can still help the way people dealt with depression before anti-depressants, sunshine, exercise, and healthy food

Sarah: I've tried that. It didn't work.

Alaria: You said the woods make you feel different?

Sarah: It was less the woods itself, and more who was in the woods

Alaria: Who was in the woods?

Sarah: Two guys, actually. One named Jeb and the other named Skabe. They took care of me, and Jeb is the one who beat up my dad and got him sent to jail.

Alaria: And Skabe? Do you know where he is?

Sarah: Well Jeb's a lawful bounty hunter, and Skabe lives in an apartment, but is kinda am alchoholic. He isn't mean, but the government would rather me be taken by someone who's a little more stable.

Alaria: We can go see them if you want

Sarah: No... They live far away, and are probably busy.

Alaria: If you say so

Sarah: Can I go home now?

Sarah: No promises

*After about a half hour they reach a small but nice house surrounded in a nice garden farm, in the middle of the woods, Alaria pulls into a shed*

Sarah: Nice

Alaria: Welcome home

Sarah: Hm. Grass.

Alaria: Hm?

Sarah: Grass is nice

Alaria: Mhm

Sarah: I had to eat grass once

Alaria: Oh-

Sarah: Yea....

Alaria: Well welcome home

Sarah: Nice.

Alaria: *smiles*

Sarah: *enter house and looks around* Oh hey, a couch. Can't wait to sleep on this bad boy

Alaria: Hello, are you Sarah?

Sarah: *quietly* Paint...

Alaria: That’s fun! Want to stop at an art store on the way home?

Sarah: I guess so...

Alaria: Are you alright?

Sarah: Yeah.... Just kinda sad

Alaria: What about?

Sarah: I just kinda miss some people

Alaria: Who do you miss?

Sarah: The people that helped me beat up my dad. They were nice. But too young, or already had responsibilities

Alaria: Ah..

Sarah: But you seem nice too.

Alaria: I try my best

Sarah: You seem kinda stressed

Alaria: I do?

Sarah: Yeah. I'm good at telling people's emotions. Got it from my mom.

Alaria: I’m just a little nervous..

Sarah: That's fair. Must be tough adopting a child.

Alaria: *nods*

Sarah: I'll try my best

Alaria: Oh no you don’t have to!

Sarah: Yes. Please don't try to kill me

Alaria: Goodness no! Has that happened before?!

Sarah: Yes. I like you already, woman.

Alaria: Oh dear

Sarah: It's fine. A man in a grey hoodie beat him up.

Alaria: Oh, wow

Sarah: Yeah, he was pretty cool. Anyways, when are we leaving?

Alaria: As soon as you are ready

Sarah: I'm ready to leave. This place is mean

Alaria: Alright, do you have all of your stuff?

Sarah: No, it's fine. I'm used to it.

Alaria: Really you don’t

Sarah: Ok...

Alaria: *pulls up to an arts and craft place*

Sarah: Cool

Alaria: You can get whatever you want within a.. let’s say $50 dollar budget

Sarah: Ok. *walks in craft store*

Alaria: *follows*

Sarah: I already have all my paints and paintbrushes, so I need some sort of canvas paper

Alaria: Alright

Sarah: *grabs paper* This should work. Let's see... $10.

Sarah: It's fine.

Alaria: *smiles*

Sarah: *small change in facial expression*

Alaria: Anything else you want?

Sarah: Maybe some pencils so I can sketch my stuff out before I paint...

Alaria: Alright!

*Sarah forms a facial expression that some could consider a small smile*

Alaria: ^^

*THey check out* Sarah: Sorry for making you buy stuff for me.

Alaria: Oh don’t worry about it

Sarah: Yes.

Alaria: Then let’s go!

Sarah: Ok. *leaves adoption center*

Alaria: *goes to a pretty scratched up car*

Sarah: What happened to the car?

Alaria: Oh, same rats nested on top of it

Sarah: Cool

Alaria: Yeah

Sarah: Are the rats still there?

Alaria: They aren’t anywhere that will bother you

Sarah: Ok...

Alaria: I might not have anything you like at my house, so at least you will have your art stuff

Sarah: Yeah, but my art stuff isn't exactly "needed"

Alaria: Does art make you happy?

Sarah: Yes...

Alaria: Then it is indeed needed, your mental health is very important

Sarah: But the reason I did art in the first place is gone

Alaria: What was the reason?

Sarah: I originally did it as a way to cope with my dad, but since he's gone, I don't really NEED to do art

Alaria: But do you still enjoy art?

Sarah: Who said I was worried about them bothering me?

Alaria: Oh, well I know most are bothered by rats

Sarah: I'm not. Rats are my friends

Alaria: I see

Sarah: Anyways, let's go. *hops in car*

Alaria: Of course *she gets in the car and starts driving*

Sarah: Where do you live?

Alaria: A little ways away

Sarah: Ok.

Alaria: What do you like to do?

Sarah: Yes. It's something I can feel comfort in doing, which is not something I can say for a lot of things

Alaria: Then you should keep doing it

Sarah: I guess so...

Alaria: It’s important to do things that make you happy

Sarah: I guess it is. Not like I would really know how that feels.

Alaria: What do you mean?

Sarah: I guess I've just never been happy, even when I was painting. I was always scared. However, when I was out in the woods, I did have a weird feeling.

Alaria: I’m making it my personal goal to make you feel happy and there is nothing you can do to stop me

Sarah: I can be depressed.

Alaria; *gets in the car* right

Sarah: Thank you... *gets in car*

Alaria: No problem *she starts driving*

*they arrive at Alaria's house*

(Not yet)
Alaria: *stops in front of a metal gate that says private property, a tall wooden fence extends in both directions*

(Ok)
Sarah: Wow, that's a big fence

Alaria: *presses something and the fence opens to a forest* Yeah

Sarah: Cool forest

Alaria: *drives through the gate and it closes behind them* Thanks

Sarah: Can't wait to get lost in these bad boys

Alaria: Try not to get too lost-

Alaria: .

Sarah: Hm?

Alaria: Sorry, I don’t know much about art