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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 6:58 am
Jumps at the sound of the shotgun and gets coffee all over her trousers.
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2005 10:03 am
-charges right through the coffee lounge past the couch and impales a balloon cupid- Bwhaha!! That will teach you to defy me! -twitches at the pieces of balloon as she picks them up and throws them in the cool looking trashcan. Dusts herself off and straightens her clothes before walking back behind the bar- Well that was helpful.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 12:57 am
*cocks head slightly to side from where she's sprawled out under one of the tables, which she has set up like an under-table fortress of caffinated goodness*
poor stu-I mean cupid thing. I would try and pet it but it's all in pieces.
*looks towards bar* Can I have a mocha with whipped cream and a little bit of raspberry flavor in it, puh-lee-us?
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 7:57 am
-smirks as she pulls out a large cup and fills it with coffee, milk, and chocolate to make the mocha and adding a squeeze of raspberry flavoring before stirring it up. Tops it off with some whipped cream and slides it over the bar to her- There you go Alana! -runs over and grabs herself a chilled mocha to drink- I love my life.
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 5:37 am
*cries* These were my favourite trousers then buries her head back in the paper.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2005 11:57 pm
*sips the goodness* mmmmmm.....fruity.
*offers szulikk new, fuzzy-but-animal-free pants to wear*
careful 'bout callin me Alana, tho. Read my intro...Alana likes to burn things. Been a while since I played her too. She's completely creepy to have as a character that I enjoy, but variety is the spice of life...and she is certainly...varied.
*is sure she sounds crazy, but she is in a coffee house, be glad she's not trying to recite poetry and snap a lot*
And I have some interesting poetry too.
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2005 6:01 pm
-smiles wickedly- That would be wonderfully crazy! Have a night once a week where we can do that coffee shop poetry recital thing with people who snap their fingers and say stuff that is completely nuts and act like its art. Everybody will have to have a cup of coffee and wear barrets(sp) "those funky tilty hats that french people wear". -dances around- That is the coolest!!
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2005 12:05 am
that would actually rock pretty hard. I do pop poetry for times like that, m'self. You give a topic and I write a slamish style poem on the spot. IT works pretty well for more than just me too....like, if my topic is something utterly, utterly bizarre...like olives. I would write:
The pits of dispair. Encased. Enclosed. Ensnared by the dark flesh. Put it on your fingertips and bang it together. The olives speak *dramatic pause*
to my soul.
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2005 12:07 am
*snaps and sips*
the sad part is how fun that is.
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2005 1:45 pm
-bursts out laughing and bounces- Oh! I wanna do one too! -runs over and gets on the table, snapping her fingers to turn the lights off except a spot light-
bum bum...bum bum..
The heartbeat of the city, It echos...
Faster
Faster
We are its blood, its pulse.
The city...
Bum bum...bum bum..
...is constipated.
-acts all serious and hops off of the table and drinks some coffee flavored coffee-
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2005 11:17 am
*claps his hands some* Wheee!!! o.o;
*walks around in the room aimlessly*
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2005 11:58 am
*snaps solomnly for you* it's so true, man. *sips coffee* so someone gimmie a random topic.
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2005 10:55 am
Okay talk about... peeing. o.o;
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2005 6:35 pm
-looks at Sasuke all serious like- Its all about art, man. Its art. -drinks another cup of coffee- You gotta go up there and express yourself, man. Its all about the vibes. -pushes him onto the table with the spotlight and waits-
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2005 8:47 am
*looks around then stares at Shinako* Err... o.0; why do I gotta do that... ? I'm no poet... >.>; I can play if you people want... but my poetry's top secret for the moment.
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