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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:21 pm
: razz ulls her knees to her chest and buries her face in her book::
.... Just Realizing where I stand in the Superhero society.
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:22 pm
What does that mean??? Can't you just tell me straight out what upset you so much so we can work past it???
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:25 pm
I Will ALWAYS be the powerhouse. I can't have a boyfriend or anything like that because ...
: razz oints where Zinda went::
Everyone will always choose girls like her to be their wives.. Like her, Like Dinah, Like Selina, And Kara.
People like me, Rox and Sarah? We'll always just be one of the guys..
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:28 pm
What does Zinda have to do with anything?? I wasn't on a date with her! I didn't ask her to prom! I HAVEN'T ASKED ANY OF THOSE "GIRLS LIKE HER" OUT, PERIOD!! I ASKED YOU OUT!!
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:31 pm
::Tries to hide her face the best she can::... You don't understand Chris.
::Sniffles::
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:36 pm
Stop retreating from this! Where's the Fairchild who leads her team? Where's the Fairchild who kicks the crap outta the bad guys? Where's the Fairchild who would pick up this table and throw it through the window?? Where's the passion? I know you have it!! Why is it so buried??
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:36 pm
*A purple and orange mist seeps through the door and the Morpho boys burst in with a small non threatening fireworks show. They pose then grab a few beers*
HEY HEY!
Was it too much, we don't want to be too much...
Hey it wasn't too much, besides it's our job to do too much!
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:37 pm
REX MEX!
::Comes out from the bathroom::
THERE's a fella who'll buy a poor injured girl a beer!
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:38 pm
::Throws the book in a random direction. She gets up sharply her glasses flying off and slams her hands on the table breaking it in half::
IT'S $%*@ING BURIED SO CUTE BOYS LIKE YOU CAN'T BREAK MY HEART!
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:40 pm
*Shift looks over to Caitlin a little worried.*
But of course, Linda, anything for my favorite air way hottie!
*Rex walks through the bar and grabs a drink for her.*
How you doing? And what about injured?
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:43 pm
That's how you wanna live?? With your head and your heart in the sand??? Do you want your grave to say "Here lies Caitlin Fairchild, too much of a coward to share her heart."???
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:43 pm
I fell out of a plane! crying And landed here, in the bar. The girl pinching the hissy fit over there had a portable Lazarus pit and spiffed up my ankle, but my beer level had reached dangerous lows. crying
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:45 pm
I rather have it say that then 'Here lies that stupid girl that let the wrong people in'....
Screw this.. I should have never even left home today. ::Walks to the door again::
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:47 pm
Bogey and Bacall, they ain't.
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 5:48 pm
*a brisk wind blows the door open loudly and Storm walks in*
Well, I didn't mean to open it *quite* that forcefully. Hello everyone!
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