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Gigi sat down in a random area on the floor and undid her hair, growling. "I hate fanciness... Agitating... hair... dohickey..." Eventually, she found the clasp on the hair clip that was holding her hair in a rather fancy way, and shook her hair out of the tight style it had been in. "Ow... That maid really has no idea how tightly she pulled on my ear."
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |
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Ooc: Go right ahead. You'll have to be a human tho, we need someone for that. ^_^
"They don't ever have any idea... and I hate the fanciness too. I'd never wear a shirt like this if I had the choice, and I hate this collar." He pulled irritably at the velvet covered steel collar. "Yours isn't so bad... " ![]() |
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"You're not wearing one that's made of wool and happens to be itchier than hell." She scratched the back of her neck again, frowning. "Le sigh. Le world of half-breeds may be fini. Meaning over. I overheard Ella talking about how the government plans to kill us off."
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |
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"The pets of long-standing families would be spared. The poor ones wouldn't." Gigi rolled up her left sleeve and scratched at a rash she had gotten. "Stupid soap..."
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |
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Ooc: Okies, I'd never be able to doll a half animal person anyways. Now, to find suitable character...
Sixteen year old Amirita Clara Haddenburg, neice of Mr and Mrs West, sat in her fluffy pink and white guest room. She had on a lacy white dress with pink sash and pouffy sleeves. Her dark brunette hair was scraped into a painful bun and her pale face had been covered with blusher and pale pink eyeshadow was around her light blue eyes. She wore an expression of deepest disgust at her attire. "Without heroes we are all plain people and don't know how far we can go." -Bernard Malamud |
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"The maid kept saying how she should dye my hair blue. That would turn it a nasty green color. It's happened before. I don't want it to happen again..." Eventually, her arm stopped itching, and her tail flicked back and forth as she watched a few clouds go across the night sky.
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |