#milo kamalani

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Ya’ll are the first to see Pepper Ann Grandfest fanart

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Punirunes as the main Pepper Ann trio!

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Pepper Ann and Nicky Little are girlfriends, your honor

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Nicky, absolutely done with Pepper Ann and Milo: I am offended. I am angry. I am very tired. So I'm gonna take a nap, but when I wake up, oh are you both in for it.

Milo, after she leaves: I'm actually shaking what do we do-

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Final images taken before disaster strikes

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complication of milo being “supportive” of his schools soccer team

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Today’s character of the day is: Milo Kamalani from Pepper Ann

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I want to shed light on a common misunderstanding about fictionkin (I’m not the best at wording things, but please stay with me here)

Using my most recent kintype, Milo Kamalani, as an example. When I say, “I was Milo in a past life,” it's important to clarify that I'm not referring to being the pixels on a screen or the drawings on paper created by animators. I was a living, breathing person composed of flesh and bones. It's curious that while many accept the concept of past lives involving fantastical creatures like dragons, some dismiss the idea of a past life as a regular human in a different universe as a 'delusion.' My past life happened to closely resemble a character from a cartoon in this universe, but I’m not claiming to be a f-ing drawing! It’s just a coincidence that the drawings happen to have very similar things to the stuff in my past life.

(Wish all those kinphobes who keep saying that I ‘can’t be a fictional character’ would read and understand)

I don't have the confidence to post this non-anonymously, but if I had confidence I would scream this 100 times

boz

[sharperthewriter]

Chapter 28 of Roneo and Kimliet

Chapter 28

(Feb 15, 2006, 4:30pm)

Kim was holding her script when she approached the small auditorium that housed the drama productions...despite the critters living there and that they were going to go to the main auditorium to do the actual live performance.

"Okay, Possible, you got this in the bag! You're going out there and conquer scenes four and five!"

She entered through the prop doors and saw almost everyone else there...that is, except for one person. Also, a familiar professor was in the crowd with a MHS visitor's badge on but Kim didn't see her at first.

"Hey, Mr. Barkin. Have you seen Ron?" Kim asked with worry for her best friend.

"How am I supposed to know, Possible?" Barkin replied in his usual gruff manner, "I am not his personal secretary! Besides, we cannot start the play without half of the title character!"

"You're also beginning to try our patience!" Cara growled at Kim.

"Can you can it, Cara?" Kim countered angrily, "Ron will be here..." before she trailed off, "...I hope."

_ (5 minutes later)

Ron finally made it into the auditorium...although his hair, and his clothes, got doused with blueberry slush.

"I finally made it!" he exclaimed, holding his partially drenched script. Thankfully, it only got on the cover and not on the pages.

"Ron!" Kim exclaimed, rushing up to his side "What happened?"

"One of the football players gave me a slurpster facial." Ron moaned, "I commented on how his varsity jacket had a loose thread and he didn't take it well."

"I am amazed that the MUSD never recognized them as implements of bullying..." Kim muttered while giving Ron a towel, "Then again, the board is run by Veronica Rockwaller..."

Bonnie and the Mean Cheers, as well as many other members of Middleton High's athletic teams, especially the football team, were known for carrying King-Sized Slurpsters around the school. Just the mere sight of those Slurpsters would cause other MHS students, especially those students that belonged to some of the less popular clubs, to cower in fear. Very often, they brought along rain jackets and ponchos to try and protect their articles of clothing from the stains of the high-sugar content. And with Veronica often ruling that the board do not recognize them as bullying tools, this gave the brunette and her co-horts free reign to carry them around.

"Yeah, it's totally lousy, KP!" Ron agreed while wiping the slush from his face with the towel. "But I am here at least."

"And you get deducted by a point for being late, Stoppable!" Barkin said while taking his infamous red pen. "Remember that it will reflect your final grade for the course!"

Vance also chimed in, "Stoppable, stop being a slacker!"

"Well..." Ron countered, "...you can't slack as well as I can!"

"Can we please get to the final two scenes?" Barkin interrupted, "We only got an hour and a half before the board closes up the school for tonight."

Vance clapped his hands and said to the other students.

"Okay, places, everyone! Stoppable, I want you, Renton and Custer to get into position for Scene 4! We are going to do the party backdrop!" Vance exclaimed.

Ron, Felix and Arnie all moved to the left side of the stage. Felix and Milo Kamalani were in the roles of Benvolio and Mercuito, respectively. They also had their scripts.

"Is everything set, assistant director?" Vance asked to Ashley A. Since the desk she was in had a hole in the front, she got out her video camera from her backpack and put the lens of the camera in front of the hole.

Ashley A gave a thumbs up and replied, "Everything's perfect!"

"And...action!" Vance exclaimed.

Ron was the first to come on the stage followed with Felix and Milo.

He said the first line of the scene.

"What will we say is our excuse for being here? Or shoud we enter without apologizing?"

"It's out of fashion to give lengthy explanations like that." Felix replied, "We're not going to introduce our dance by having someone dress up as Cupid blindfolded and carrying a toy bow to frighten the ladies like a scarecrow. Nor are we going to recite a memorized speech to introduce ourselves."

He continued, "Let them judge us however they please. We'll give them a dance and then hit the road."

Ron sighed, "I don't want to dance!"

Then Milo came in, saying his first lines as Mercuito.

"No, noble Romeo, you've got to dance!" Milo said.

"Not me, believe me. You're wearing dancing shoes with nimble soles. My soul is made out of lead, and it's so heavy it keeps me stuck to the ground so I can't move!"

Milo replied enthusiastically, "You're a lover! Take Cupid's wings and fly higher than the average man!"

"His arrow has pierced me too deeply, so I can't fly high with his cheerful feathers." Ron replied. "Because this wound keeps me down! I can't leap any higher than my dull sadness. I sink under the heavy weight of love."

"It's not right to drag down something as tender as love!" Milo replied.

"Is love really tender? I think it's too rough, too rude, too rowdy and it pricks like a thorn." Ron wondered.

"If love plays rough with you, play rough with love!" Milo exclaimed from the script. "If you prick love where it pricks you, you'll beat love down."

Milo then spotted three masks on the table.

"Give me a mask to put my face in!"

Ron gave him the mask on the right.

"A mask to put over my other mask." Milo continued while holding the mask in one hand and his script in the other. "What do I care if some curious person sees my flaws?"

While Scene 4 was going on, Amanda was curious at how Ron composed himself after he split his pants yesterday from the first three scenes.

She then sent a text to Bonnie.

B,

I think we may need to sabotage Stoppable. He's getting too good out there on the stage. And a single slurpster hardly did any damage to his script.

A

Back on the stage, Milo continued his lines.

"Let this mask, with its black eyebrows, blush for me!"

Felix then replied, "Come, let's knock and go in. The minute we get in, let's all start dancing."

Ron replied to Felix "We mean well by going to this masked ball, but it's not smart of us to go."

"And why, may I ask?" Milo questioned.

"I had a dream last night." Ron said.

Arnie countered, "So did I!"

"What was your dream?" Ron asked.

"My dream told me that dreamers often lie." Milo replied.

"They lie in bed while they dream of the truth!" Ron said.

"Oh, then I see that Queen Mab has visited you!" Milo countered.

"Queen Mab?" Felix questioned, "Who's she?"

"She's the fairies' midwife, and is no bigger than the stone on the ring of a city councilman. She rides her carriage, which is pulled by tiny little creatures, over men's noses as they lie sleeping. The wheel spokes of her carriage are made of spiders' legs; its cover is made of grasshopper wings; and its harnesses are made of the smallest spiderwebs. The horse collars are made from moonbeams, while her whip is a single cobweb attached to a cricket bone. Her wagon driver is a tiny gnat wearing a gray coat that is not even half as..."

However, Milo then saw that his lengthy lines were cut off. But seeing how any protest of the cut objectionable content and cut lines to extend the mandated two-hour timeframe was squished by Barkin yesterday and that the threat of Veronica Rockwaller was present, he didn't say a word and allowed Ron to say his lines.

"Calm down, calm down! Mercuito be quiet. You're talking about nonsense."

"True." Milo said, "I'm talking about dreams, which are the products of a brain that's doing nothing. Dreams are nothing but silly imagination as thin as air and less predictible than the wind, which sometimes blows on the frozen north and then gets angry and blows south."

"The wind you're talking about is blowing us off our course." Felix replied, "Dinner is over, and we're going to be late getting there."

Both Arnie and Felix left the right side of the stage, giving Ron a chance to say his monologue before the scene was over.

"I'm worried we'll get there too early, I have a feeling this party tonight will be the start of something bad, something that will end with my own death! But whoever's in charge of where my life's going can steer me wherever they want. Onward, lover boys!"

The entirety of the scene lasted only five minutes. But Kim was clenching her script tight, knowing that she has to kiss her best friend twice in a span of 20 seconds. She couldn't get over the fact that this boy, whom was stuck in a tree costume for an hour in the bathroom and it had to take the Middleton Fire Dept. to get him out of it and whom suffered from the Cowardly Lion incident last year, was dominating with Felix on the stage.

It's only a play, Possible. It's only a play.

[alfea]

that post is making me think and idk if there’s even a guy in my top ten fictional characters. maybe like jaxon silva or milo kamalani or something but there’s so many female characters i love that idk how high they’d actually be if i made a list

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…And Milo takes the win home!

Ya’ll are the first to see Pepper Ann Grandfest fanart

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Worst Backyard Sports AU I've ever concieved? Billy Jean Blackwood as Pepper Ann Pearson, Ernie Steele as Milo Kamalani, and Vicki Kawaguchi as Nicky Little.

nah your au is alright /srs /pos

this pizza tower au that me and a discord moot came up with is the worst /j

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Pepper Ann: Is there a word that's a mix between "mad" and "sad"? Nicky: Malcontent, disgruntled, miserable, desolate... Milo: Smad.

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