Mocha

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Shy and quiet with a pinch of charm. Mocha is a young man that single handedly runs a small cafe in the forests of Falena. He’s very soft spoken and words are a rarity from him. Despite that, he’s very expressive and fairly intune with his emotions. He often shows emotion and speaks through his eyes and face instead of with actual words. Mocha, as his name suggests, loves two things in life: coffee and chocolate. Coffee because of his job (and that sweet, sweet caffeine) and chocolate because of his huge sweet tooth. The average Mocha will consume about an eighth of his entire body weight in sugar every day. Where do all of those calories go? Nobody knows.

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Personality

Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, `and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice `without pictures or conversation?'

So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.

Likes

  • chocolate
  • caffine
  • warm fire
  • naps

Dislikes

  • the cold
  • rock music
  • tears
  • large public areas

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There was nothing so VERY remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so VERY much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, `Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually TOOK A WATCH OUT OF ITS WAISTCOAT- POCKET, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.

In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.

The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down a very deep well.

Story

Born a tiny and quiet creature, Mocha Millers was born into a family he had to earn pride of. The Millers family had been known for generations for making coffee and cafes not into a business, but an art. He had always been either pushed to be the best or simply ignored. He was, and still is, the youngest of his generation. His parents were always too busy preening his older siblings to take over the family business. No one said his parents were perfect. Mocha grew up to be a shy and quiet young man. As he grew up, he had a small number of friends, though Beatrix seemed to be his only true friend. She was just… a people person. She normally spoke for him when Rose Mint, his cousin, was not around to. She gave him the confidence he needs to be the grown cat he is today. Today, Mocha lives far, far away from his family, though he keeps in touch with a small number of his siblings. He still runs a coffee shop (as it is the only thing he knows how to do), though it is by his own rules and not by his family’s. He kept his surname and bloodline, though he secretly wishes to “purify” it, instead of having the line of chaos and calamity still running. The legend dies with him: clean.

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Presently she began again. `I wonder if I shall fall right THROUGH the earth! How funny it'll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think--' (she was rather glad there WAS no one listening, this time, as it didn't sound at all the right word) `--but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know. Please, Ma'am, is this New Zealand or Australia?' (and she tried to curtsey as she spoke--fancy CURTSEYING as you're falling through the air! Do you think you could manage it?) `And what an ignorant little girl she'll think me for asking! No, it'll never do to ask: perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere.'

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Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. `Dinah'll miss me very much to-night, I should think!' (Dinah was the cat.) `I hope they'll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I'm afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that's very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder?' And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, `Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?' and sometimes, `Do bats eat cats?' for, you see, as she couldn't answer either question, it didn't much matter which way she put it. She felt that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream that she was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and saying to her very earnestly, `Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat?' when suddenly, thump! thump! down she came upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves, and the fall was over.

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Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in a moment: she looked up, but it was all dark overhead; before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it. There was not a moment to be lost: away went Alice like the wind, and was just in time to hear it say, as it turned a corner, `Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it's getting!' She was close behind it when she turned the corner, but the Rabbit was no longer to be seen: she found herself in a long, low hall, which was lit up by a row of lamps hanging from the roof.