Posting With TEE!

[Toriann Daire]

Ok, so I saw a couple of subplots around, and I'm gonna make one myself.

"I'm a Damsel, I'm in Distress. I can Handle it.
Keep Moving Junior."

‘ ‘ TORIANN OFIRA DAIRE ‘ ‘

// Everyone in this room, they've got troubles too

Secret stories and lies that we never knew //

Hi, peeps! Over here is Doctor Toriann Ofira Daire, or Tori would do just fine. Doctor Daire just doesn't fit. A young woman aged twenty-four, quite an oldie in forensic science, and a brainy cookie when it comes to anthropology, geology or pathology. She is:

A Spaniard | Witty | Devoted | Forgiving

Tori wasn’t much of a talker when she was younger. She isolated herself from her fellow classmates, feeling that she was different from them because she had no father in her life. She has plenty of books on her shelves and newspaper articles on her walls. She is very cheerful and has a love of criminology, mathematics and medicine. What she has to offer:

Friendship | Love | Advice | Hugs

At this very moment Tori is definitely not the most liked person on Earth. Or any other planet for that matter. Tori isn't the best person to be around, but she isn't all that bad of a person either. She really does care about other people, she just doesn't basically care about what people think about her. Right now she is feeling:

Bored | Alone | Restless | Twitchy

So watcha waitin' for? An invitation? Yeesh, fussy.

You are courteously invited to plot with Toriann Daire, any sort of relationship will be welcome. Thank You.

And now it's time to start and plot, plot, plot away!

//About Her//

[Lance Dominic]

Of course, I'LL be posting with you.

[Toriann Daire]

Yeah yeah. Now go away. You're wasting important room. XDDDDDD

[Lance Dominic]

I'm unwanted.

[Toriann Daire]

I hate it when you do that.

So what are your plots?

[Lance Dominic]

Nah you know what we said in the Forensic Plot? How exactly will Lance start ccrushing on her?

[Toriann Daire]

How the heck would I know?

[Lance Dominic]

Lol, hold on I'll post tomorrow I'm dead now, gotta go to sleep. It's ONE A.M here.

[Jacob C. Quinto]

Hey Lance don't hog the lady to yourself. You're supposed to be the nerdy best friend first!

[Lance Dominic]

Whatever. Plan ahead.

If you plan too much, you don't have to do anything, coz you used up all the time.

See my logic?

[Toriann Daire]

Yeah, you wish. You'er probably the only genius with an IQ of 48.

So... Let's be a completely fun yet stupid bunch. Three musketeers eh?

[Lance Dominic]

If that's so, I wanna be Aramis.

[Toriann Daire]

Awww..... I LIKE ARAMIS. Fine...

I think I'll be better as Porthos anyway. He's the only one not TOO attracted to girls.

And Athos is PERFECT for Quin. Father figure, noble and handsome. Not that he is. He just THINKS her is. XDDDDDDDDDDD

[Lance Dominic]

Hey wait! This gives me an idea! What if we call ourselves the three musketeers?

[Jacob C. Quinto]

More like three lab rats. But okay, I don't mind another alter ego, Lt. Cupcake.

Three Amazing Musketeers?