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 Posted: Sat May 26, 2012 2:59 am
Write a short story about the avatar of the person who posted above you! Must be at least 1 paragraph (5 sentences) long and semi-literate (no text talk) Can be as wild or outrageous as you want it to be, originality is preferred. Enjoy!
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 11:16 pm
May 28, 2012 - Early Summer Holiday
♥ The makeshift hat made a living shelter on her head. Lydia supposed that she might have looked silly, in her heels and stockings unsuited to the tropical weather and the hot sun beaming down. It was evident that she was a tourist, eyes wide and agape at the lush greenery around, the way the natives made a simple yet fulfilling lifestyle for themselves. It wasn't the first time today that she had wondered whether she could give up life in a big city and live under the shelter of a palm leaf. By yesterday night's slice of starry moonlit night, she had been totally for the idea, but sunlight had a way of illuminating the harsh angles of life in the wild.
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Angstbucket Edgelord Captain
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 11:39 pm
Her wide green eyes agape, Poppi stood tall, crown on her head. Many wondered how she kept her bright smile; she must be either brave or extremely naive, most concluded. A mere tavern wench, she had been given the formidable task of ruling and defending her kingdom, only her pitchfork-like staff in her hand. What no villager saw, however, was the affliction crossing her back. Indeed, while she may have appeared as a normal girl by day, the tentacles sprouting from her bare skin said otherwise. After all, when it came to getting revenge on the kingdom that banished one's hellish kind, what better disguise was there than a mere tavern girl? Her happiness appearing much more sinister, she giggled softly, already plotting with the keys to the castle resting in her palms.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:15 am
A dark Woman, with a hand made hat, black shirt, white skirt and very lovely long black boots thats goes with her outfit but Dont be fooled by the way she is dressed she may look normal by other people's eyes but no one knew that this lady has a dark shadow inside her. Her red eyes are like a demon waiting to come out but knowing this woman she may or maynot had hurt anyone in her life, only the people that trys hurting her that would get the power of darkness.
When someone tryed to hit her, she can use the darkness to kill the people that try's to mess with her.
But other than that im sure this woman can be your best friend if you go on her good side.
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Angstbucket Edgelord Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:57 am
Strobe lights spun around her, the flashing colours making no more sense to her. Bleary eyes, ears strained against the strange music of her own voice, suddenly loud and toneless. The audience was a blur, waving about wildly, immersed in her music.
Her music?
The club's music. Her voice. Two awkward sountracks that mingled into one cacophony of discord. The mood was high, false glitz and glamour as sharp in her gaze as the reflected light of glasses of alcohol.
Just one more.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 10:54 am
Was ran over
by a
truck with
red paint
on its tires
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