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 Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 1:08 pm
((Yeah...um...something random and totally out of place! Like a time skip!))
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 1:48 pm
Hey, have you seen the blind man
In disguise
Looking for his eyes?
(( timeskip would be good. :> next day/weekend/field trip? what y'all think? ))
Hey, have you seen the rain man
Looking to the sky
Begging for sunlight?
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 2:44 pm
((I'd say...when did Nausicaa say the auditions were for? Saturday, I think. We should skip to then.))
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Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2009 11:31 am
((Um...h'lo? I'll start if you guys don't want to...))
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Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2009 12:04 pm
(( okayy, you should so tottaly start(: ]]
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 5:31 pm
((OK, my W.B. is gone, and my computer is back. I intend to pick this RP back up.))
Nausicaa could hear Funny Farm playing under her pillow, and she could feel the vibrations from the cell phone, but she shut her eyes tightly and ignored it, mumbling something to herself about pudding. The ringing eventually stopped, and she relaxed a bit, but tensed up as it began to play again, this time Independent Woman. She cursed and reached for the phone from under the pillow. She hated it when her friends ganged up on her to wake her up in the morning. As she flicked open the phone, she turned so that she was lying on her back. "H'lo? 'Nna?" Her speech was slurred, but her hearing was not. She heard her friend reply, "Hey, Naushy. Time to get up."
There was a pause, followed by a loud "GRAAAAH!" on Nausicaa's part.
~!~
"Hey, Naushy, you awake?"
"Ung."
"You didn't brush your hair, did you?"
"Ung."
"You've got World History first period, right?"
"Ung."
"..." Anna turned to Ed. "So did she just wake up, or is she coming out of a coma?"
"With Naushy, it's never obvious, is it?" The small girl shook her head, then stared up at Nausicaa. "Oh, hey, here's W.H. See you at lunch, Naush."
"Hng." Nausicaa gave a little wave to her friends and stumbled into the classroom. Finding her regular seat, she set her bag down and collapsed into it. It was Friday, but her motivation hadn't come back. She wasn't sure what personality she was in right now, but apparently it was a lazy one.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 6:17 pm
Pheebe woke up from her alarm clock. “SHUT UP!” Pheebe yelled at it and crawled outta bed. It was Friday and she’d been practicing her acting skills all week. She was very excited for tomorrow. She walked to her closet and picked a black fluffy layered skirt to wear. It was a little short but Pheebe got away with a lot of things. This was because she was mostly in her ‘shy girl’ mode at this school. She then grabbed a white tank top and pulled it on. Then she finalized her outfit with a black hoodie that had the Dave and Busters logo on it in white. She pulled the bottom on the tank top down where it went just below the end of the hoodie. She looked at herself in the mirror and decided to pull the skirt down a tad. She put on some black flip flops and straightened her hair. She did her makeup then grabbed her white hobo bag. She threw her drawing book and other needed school supplies in there. She then grabbed giggles and headed out the door, to first period.
When Pheebe got to first period she found her claimed seat next to Nausicaa. “Hey.” She said softly. Pheebe only really talked to Nausicaa and Kai. She then grabbed her notebook and started on the assignment that the teacher wrote on the board.
((Hey, what play are we acting for? I wanna google it.]]
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 4:43 pm
Nausicaa made a noise that could have been a friendly greeting, and just as easily could have been her muttering something about rainbow unicorns with marshmallow horns, or something rather argumentative about your mother. Her hair was sticking up at the back in a spikey, dangerous sort of manner. There wasn't anything intimidating about it. It just showed she hadn't gotten up early enough to take a shower or brush her hair, or anything really, other than struggle into some clothes she'd probably found on the floor. Still, she found the energy to give a little wave to Pheebe. She also smiled. Not that you could see it, since her face was down on the desk. She didn't seem to notice.
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Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2009 1:24 pm
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