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 Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 5:20 pm
home xxxxxxxxxxxxx██ █ ▌ The home has a clean, fresh feel both inside and out, this being more the case on the interior.
xxxxxxxxxxxxx██ █ ▌entrance room
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxkitchen
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxdining room
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxbathroom
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxbedroom
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxoffice
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 6:01 pm
 Well, she could have swear that house was not there a moment ago! How could she had missed it.. Oh well! In went the little fairy. Pretty much like she had done with Kade, she threw a small box with a peice of Coal inside it and a letter attached to it at Fleurette's head and then zoomed out of the house. Such disappointment in the hairdressers! Really!
Fleurette. You are pretty. but Jeez woman! Go out once in a while! Seriously, all you do is stay inside your house all day! Sometime you go to work and ONCE you went to the bakery! Get a life! Jeez...
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 1:51 pm
Frank / Frederick K. Murrow ❤ ❤ ❤
Sadly, Frederick couldn't think of a proper name for his current disguise. Go R. Ila? No, that's stupid. Gore Rilla? Too obvious and lacks a middle name. So for now, his name was Frank. He was also in a gorilla costume. Frederick managed to get into the home through the dinning room, after picklocking the door then. He was now currently in the kitchen, raiding their fridge of possible alien foods. All he really found that was odd were a few tiny bananas. What mutation has caused normal bananas to become so small and odd?! Whatever she has done in her alien home, he must put a stop to it! By finding the basement and or secret room in this home that will lead him to her spaceship...
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 2:05 pm
 Fleurette was tossing the coal she got from that fairy up in the air and catching it. Stupid, stupid fairy! She'll never trust them again! Well, unless she wasn't 'bad' next year. She considered her actions from the previous year. She didn't really do anything worthy of being called bad. Apparently she didn't socialize enough, which was a stupid reason to get coal. Why was it so bad that all she did besides go to work was stay home and eat pretzels and watch Desperate Housewives reruns? Certainly better than some other people in Nirvani. Well at least she hoped. She walked to the kitchen to wash off her hands, because coal was all gross and stainy! She was also on her way to throw it away too, because since it wasn't a real present she wouldn't be keeping it like a real present.
But there was a problem. There was a gorilla in her kitchen. Well, it was just Freddy dressed up as a gorilla but Fleurette couldn't tell the difference. Her first instinct was to scream, obviously, and hide. Rampaging gorillas weren't the best thing to have to deal with this early in the morning. She hid behind the kitchen counter, peeking her head out from behind. Before she did that, however, she chucked the coal at the gorilla for good measure.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 2:13 pm
Frank / Frederick K. Murrow ❤ ❤ ❤
"Ow!" Frederick said, as he rubbed the back of his head, were he felt something hit him; the coal that Fleurette threw. "Ow, that hurt.. well not really, more like it inconvenienced me very slightly. Still, ow." He said to himself as he turned around and looked around for whatever threw that at him! It was pretty easy to spot Fleurette behind the counter too, since Frederick was very tall, he could easily tell that the green bushy hair was her. Probably doesn't look very good that there's a gorilla standing in your kitchen holding some small bananas. Frederick had to think of a proper excuse to make her not scream, call the police, or shoot him with an alien ray gun. "Ahem. Yes. My inspection went well. It appears that you don't have to worry about mold in your home. Uh, thank you for using the gorilla mold inspection services..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 2:28 pm
"...What...?" Fleurette was standing now, her hands on the counter in front of her. "Um..." She mumbled, slightly confused at what to say about this whole situation. "I... never asked for a inspection or whatever. So really, you're either a stupid burglar who thinks he's really smart by dressing up as a gorilla, or just a stupid person for dressing up as a gorilla." The girl raised her eyebrows. "Say, you sound really familiar. Who are you? And don't try to give me some lamesauce name like Go R. Ila. Because I know you aren't a real gorilla. And don't try to say otherwise because I see a zipper."
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 6:58 pm
Frank / Frederick K. Murrow ❤ ❤ ❤
"I could also be a gorilla, but you clearly have no innocence or imagination left in your heart." Frederick stated. Really, what happened to times when you could wear a gorilla costume and have a fun time being a gorilla with other people? Maybe if he crapped on his hand and threw it at her.. or is that some other kind of ape? "Well of course it's not Go R. Ila. Really, that would have been my first fake name, but doesn't it just sound lazy and stupid? Seriously, we need more creative fake gorilla names. I mean, it's easy to be stuff like; Kan G. Roose, or Tay Pare." Wait, she could see the zipper? Damn cheaply made animal costumes! Whatever chinese kids make this should be replaced! "Alright uh. I'm not a real gorilla clearly.. so.. I'm a worker! For a mold inspection company called Gorilla. Yep. Your house insurance hired us to um.. investigate.. your.. house. Yeah." Hopefully she had house insurance.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 7:26 pm
"Well obviously you aren't a gorilla, because gorillas can't talk. Sheesh." Really? Animals can't talk? Since when? What about in all those kid movies she watched? ;^; "What about Gore E. La?" Fleurette shrugged. Now she was being stupid."I didn't know I had house insurance. Guess that's alright though. As long as I don't have to pay for it or whatever. And if you're really a worker don't ever come here in a cheap gorilla costume again. Now... who are you?" Fleurette was really tempted to just rip the head off the costume and see, but that would be rude and the last thing that she wanted to do was to be rude. Not like insulting a man in a gorilla suit was rude or anything.
No, it wasn't weird at all that she was making small talk with a random guy in a gorilla suit standing in her kitchen holding some small bananas.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 9:31 pm
Frank / Frederick K. Murrow ❤ ❤ ❤
No.. talking.. animals? "Just because an animal doesn't speak english, doesn't mean they can't talk! You just have to take the time and effort to teach them how to talk people language." Frederick said to her sharply. Just because she left her innocence in a public bathroom during her high school prom, doesn't mean she has to be so close-minded to not believe in talking animals! She should meet his pet parrot, who he's managed to teach how to talk like people. Show her a thing or two about animals. "What next? You going to say that Santa Clause doesn't exist, or the toothfairy? What about the Easter bunny, hmm? Going to say he doesn't exist, laying delicious eggs for us to find?!" Frederick was clearly not taking what she said well.
Frederick crossed his arms, pouting under his mask. So of course he wasn't responding her question of who he was.. he was too busy mumbling nasty things about Fleurette and her lack of joy and happiness.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 10:02 pm
"Uh..." Fleurette didn't really know what to say... at all. Talking animals? The tooth fairy? Was this guy serious? She facepalmed, hoping he didn't see and sat down on a kitchen chair. "Okay, okay, maybe that was out of line." She looked up and tapped her chin, thinking before she spoke. Not something she usually did, really. "Well, parrots, maybe. But not most animals, like tigers and stuff. Because parrots can move muscles in their throat to copy the human vocal chords." Fleurette actually had an aunt who had a parrot and knew everything there was to know about parrots and was basically the parrot encyclopedia until she died of a parrot wound. "Speaking of the toothfairy and stuff, I don't really know what to tell yo- I can't sit here and talk to a freakin' gorilla seriously! Why couldn't it have been a dolphin or a badger or something? I'm not picky! Even a monkey! But not an ugly hairy gorilla!" Fleurette raised her hands up in the air angrily. She didn't care if he worked for the Gorilla company, dressing up as a gorilla was just weird!
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 7:28 pm
Frank / Frederick K. Murrow ❤ ❤ ❤
"The ******** you talking about? Gorillas are WAY better than monkeys! Monkeys fling their s**t around, and eat babies." Gorillas don't eat babies, they're herbivores. "Fine. Want me to leave, and come back in another costume? Like.. I think I have a kangaroo, a few bears, and a uh.. an otter." Frederick opened the fridge, and put the small bananas away.. but instead of closing the fridge, he left it open and looked around. "Pretty normal fridge for an-" He can't call her an alien! She might know it's him! "..Hairdresser." Good cover! "Since your uh.. insurance, is covering this visit by the mold company, want me to offer our uhh.. 'squirrel cooking service'?" Really he just wanted a free meal, nothing says free meal like breaking into someone's home and cooking them dinner with their own foods. He's done it a few times already!
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 10:54 pm
Okay, maybe she was out of line saying that Freddy should be a monkey, because they did do all that stuff that he said. Fleurette shrugged. "I dunno. Whatever you like the best. Except that gorilla one. Because I don't like it." The gorilla-man opened the fridge and walked away... Wasn't he some sort of electrician or something? Supposed to save her money, not waste it. ...AN hairdresser! This gorilla had atrocious grammar! Too bad Fleurette couldn't care less, and didn't listen to her conscience banging on the inside of her head to kick the gorilla in the shin for saying an hairdresser.
"N-no! I don't want cooked squirrel!" Fleurette crossed her arms. "People like you make for a lot of sad squirrels. If my insurance covers it and you're getting paid or whatever, at least make me something yummy, like a cake! Or a cheesecake! Or a cupcake! All of the above?" She shrugged and sat down(unless she was already sitting down, in which case she is still sitting down), waiting for food to appear. "You can have some too." Which was mostly just an excuse so she didn't have to help him make it.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:21 pm
Stocking day? Already? Why! That year had passed so fast! The little pink fairy hadn’t seen it coming or going at all! Ah, but a fast year was a god year, yes? Maybe. Hey, at least she didn’t have to sodomize anyone with a pineapple that year. The first one on her list of followers that hse needed to pay a visit too was Fleurette, the hairstylist. She had such high hopes for Fleurettes! Hopes, that never were achieved! Oh, Orchid was so disappointed in Fluerette. This was why, attached to her little pink envelope was a small piece of coal.
Dear Fleurette. I am very happy to know that you’ve listen to me and started the year by going out to the cooking festival, and even ranking second place! I was expecting nothing less from a cute girl like you! Oh, you even paired with a cute little boy! It was so cute. That was step in the right direction! However, where the hell were you after that? I haven’t seen you on the island ONCE after that! Seriously, if you don’t want to go out, maybe you should just leave all together. Get a life, woman.
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