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Post by Jen Renalds on Jan 14, 2012 18:24:33 GMT -5
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[STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 25px; text-transform: uppercase; color: 4F4C45; text-align: left; padding: 5px;]Kill Me Now,[/style] [STYLE=height: 300px; width: 400px; background-color: C1D1D0; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 40px; padding: 5px; color: 000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000; border-bottom: 1px dotted #000000; border-right: 5px solid #000000; border-top: 5px solid #000000; overflow: auto;]Boring, boring, boooooooooring! That was life right now. Everyone in the damned mall was walking and chattering in places, as if there was no change in the world (not that there was), no excitement, no anything! It was stupid! Boring! She had so much time on her hands, yet all she can do is the same. Damn. Thing. Every day. It was getting old. No, no wait, scratch that. It had already gotten old. So old that is was crippled and wrinkled and buried over four layers of earth and dirt and rock. Too old.
Jennifer sighed, moving her bangs roughly away from her green eyes--today they were green, anyways--with a frown. How could these people stand such a normal life style. Do they not like excitement? Are the blind as bats? Blinder than bats? God forbid there be something actually interesting in this town. Faygo was probably more fascinating than the assholes who reside in Alternia. at least it was colorful, and had a flavour, and bubbled. with excitement. Or something, who knows what the hell makes it bubble. Jen groaned. She wore a dark-gray zip-up jacket filled with fluffy white faux fur, hood up above her face as she pulled it down to cover her nose. These people got on her nerves. She hated people. Normal people.
"Kill me now, I beg of you," she muttered to herself silently as she passed a group of young girls. they giggled as she passed, talking about some boy a ways off. Jen could care less about their foolish little games, though. She had more important things to do than fap over boys, or so she thought. In reality she flirted more than any regular girl, but eh, whatever. In her mind, whatever she says or thinks is true at whatever moment it is said or thought. Period. _★[/style]
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Post by terezi pyrope on Jan 14, 2012 19:19:41 GMT -5
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[style=width:300px; border: 4px solid #af534d; background-color:#; height:400px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; text-align:justify] Everyday had been the same, a live-action video tape on rewind. A stop motion photo set that never stopped, everyone was a constant stream of film escaping old-time movie reels. She tilted back on her cane, a ludicrous grin spreading across her features.
The thing was, she liked old-time movies.
A constant plot, woman that didn't dress like prostitutes unless they actually where prostitutes, chock full of mystery, romance, and skimmed over in a glorious monochrome grain. Absolutely fucking perfect. Her cane clicked along ahead of her as she continued her walk along the main strip of the mall, her ears tuned into the conversations she heard as she walked passed groups of teenagers. "Did you hear their newest song?" or "Really! You should have told me sooner, I'm so happy for you!" or "Kill me now, I beg of you." She was caught off guard by the last snippet, sarcasm! In a mall full of the smell of hairspray and scented chap-stick! Dear gog it was a, reluctant, miracle!
She whirled around on the tip of her cane, most likely gaining a couple of dirty stares for doing so in front of a crowd. Hadn't they ever seen a blind girl in a mall? Apparently not. Her grin was still spread across her face as she raised her cane and pointed it in the direction where the voice had came from. "K1LL YOU??? OH TH4T TH4T C4N B3 4RR4NG3D," she laughed.
It appeared that she had stumbled upon a tape reel that hadn't been played.
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Post by Jen Renalds on Jan 14, 2012 19:46:51 GMT -5
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[STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 25px; text-transform: uppercase; color: 4F4C45; text-align: left; padding: 5px;]Kill me now,[/style] [STYLE=height: 300px; width: 400px; background-color: C1D1D0; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 40px; padding: 5px; color: 000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000; border-bottom: 1px dotted #000000; border-right: 5px solid #000000; border-top: 5px solid #000000; overflow: auto;]Brilliantly said, exactly lake a reel of tape. Rolled over and over and over inside the same empty, old, crusted black-and-white theater that nobody dared to visit anymore. Or so the world thought, a few young souls decided to waltz in as if the tainted and stained carpet was their very own red carpet, filled with the flashes of cameras and the stars shining bright, and not just those up above. Two of them, today, found their way for a marvelous show.
If you can imagine a look of surprise on her face, then boy, aren't you lucky. Jen turned with rather wide eyes as she peered under her hood, only to find a troll with a walking-stick of a dragon cane and bright red sunglasses grinning at her with sharp teeth. Not a moment later, Jen held a smirk of her own. Although her teeth were flat and about as horrifically overgrown like a few trolls', she had heard she has a tongue that burns like lightning. "I'd love to see you try, Redeyes," She mumbled out just for her to hear, lifting her head up in a prideful manner and crossing her arms, "It'll take quite a lot to make me, of all people, fall. |
[/b][/u][/i] Jennifer gladly took the troll's challenge with a grin. She seemed alright, she supposed. Unlike some other Trolls Jen had seen, she was rather lean and cunning to the bone. She assumed the other was blind by her cane and glasses, but backtracked as she followed her every movement, almost. Then again, trolls had psychic powers, right? Who knows what this chick could do. _★[/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial black; font-size: 10px; color: 85c9dc;]made by jellietan[/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by terezi pyrope on Jan 14, 2012 22:07:53 GMT -5
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[style=width:300px; border: 4px solid #af534d; background-color:#; height:400px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; text-align:justify] Well, well, well. Hadn't she stumbled upon a diamond in a place of thrift store fakes. She withdrew her cane, replacing it to it's proper place along her side. She had been absolutely unserious while saying her previous statement, but it seemed that the little Missy had. That or she was simply continuing with her sarcastic tirade. Terezi would go with it, either way. Due to the fact that she hadn't been this pleasantly amused in awhile.
Around them people went on living their crystallized lie, their modernized myths.
"W3LL 4R3NT YOU TH3 D1FF3R3NT ON3." Her cane tapped on the glossy tiled floor, following the rhythm of the crappy beat of the music playing throughout the mall. They really needed to hire a new DJ, whatever new shitty pop boy this was, wasn't cutting it. "1 L1K3 YOU K1D. YOU H4V3 SPUNK, WH4T3V3R TH3 H3LL TH4T 1S." She really didn't know, the word had been said by one of her favorite detectives and she had automatically attached herself to it.
"HOW 3V3R 1 H4V3 TO D3CL1N3 YOUR OFF3R TO TRY." After all, it wouldn't be that polite to kill someone that was just a stranger, and to kill a stranger with spunk. Why now, that would be practically against the law. And she, she knew the law.
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Post by Jen Renalds on Jan 14, 2012 22:23:37 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=Cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 520px; background-color: f0f0f0; border-top: 10px solid #000000; border-right: 1px dotted #000000;][STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; color: 000000; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; letter-spacing: -2px;]♛ jennifer renolds[/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 14px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: 000000;]♜ thirteen ♜ mage of space ♜ heterosexual ♜[/style]
[STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 25px; text-transform: uppercase; color: 4F4C45; text-align: left; padding: 5px;]Kill me now,[/style] [STYLE=height: 300px; width: 400px; background-color: C1D1D0; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 40px; padding: 5px; color: 000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000; border-bottom: 1px dotted #000000; border-right: 5px solid #000000; border-top: 5px solid #000000; overflow: auto;]Jen's grin slowly increased in width as the other moved her can back to her side, rather than in a pointing gesture. For once, she didn't mind the stares so much. Placing her hands at her hips, Jen shifted her weight to her left leg, jutting out on one side with a smile. "Glad to be different than all the idiots, thank you!" she announced to not only the troll before her, but to practically the whole mall. "Without you an I, it seems like this place would be as boring as Hell frozen over, am I right?" she snickered as those particularly close to them muttered words of scorn about her, but she rather enjoyed them, just a small bit. Not enough for it not hurt, but for the thought of them calling her wrong comical.
"You seem to have a mighty fine amount of spunk yourself with a think pan to match, whatever that means." She smiled. Jen nearly mocked the other's language, but kept a few sneer comments to herself. This chick didn't seem like your basic run-of-the-mill troll, and Jen rather liked the fact. She rose a hand a ruffled her hood. And she was declining her offer of a challenge. That was certainly different. Why, if Jen were a troll, she probably would've licked her lips and cackled just a bit. But she wasn't that demented.
"You wouldn't mind my asking why, would you? And by the way, name's Jen. Pleasure to meet you, whatever-your-name-is." She took two fingers and saluted the other with a smirk. _★[/style]
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Post by terezi pyrope on Jan 15, 2012 17:59:13 GMT -5
Start here for 150x400 Solid [/img] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:450px; height:400px; background-image:url(); border: 0px dashed #8a3030,bTable]
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[style=width:300px; border: 4px solid #af534d; background-color:#; height:400px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; text-align:justify] Terezi turned her attention from the girl, no Jen, to the assorted mass of people that were muttering about 'kids these days.' Other things were thrown in their too, but not a soul dared to break from the crown and confront the two about the wrongs of conversing in the middle of a mall passageway. No wonder why the human race was so behind.
She leaned forward on her cane, chuckling at her new friends wit. Boring as Hell frozen over. Quite fitting indeed. However, she was quite taken aback when the human didn't know her name. Stumbling back in mock hurt, with a hand over her heart and her cane flailing in the air, she said "HOW D4R3 YOU NOT KNOW WHO 1T 1S TH4T GR4C3S YOUR PR3S3NC3!" Jen, not know her. Ultimate soon to be lawyer/judge/justice extraordinaire, exemplary troll, and all around kick ass person to be around? She made a tsking sound with her tongue. Knowing in the back of her mind that the two where probably gaining more stares than they had been before. Perhaps they should move to someplace less idiot-ridden.
She laughed, walking forward to place a arm around Jen's shoulders. "WHY 1 4M TH3 ON3 4ND ONLY, 1N TH3 FL3SH, GR34ST3ST TROLL 3V3R. T3R3ZI PYROP3." She started heading in the direction of what smelled like the food court. "4ND 1 4M QU1T3 F4M1SH3D."[/style]
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Post by Jen Renalds on Jan 15, 2012 22:46:04 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=Cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 520px; background-color: f0f0f0; border-top: 10px solid #000000; border-right: 1px dotted #000000;][STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; color: 000000; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; letter-spacing: -2px;]♛ jennifer renolds[/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 14px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: 000000;]♜ thirteen ♜ mage of space ♜ pansexual ♜[/style]
[STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 25px; text-transform: uppercase; color: 4F4C45; text-align: left; padding: 5px;]Kill Me Now,[/style] [STYLE=height: 300px; width: 400px; background-color: C1D1D0; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 40px; padding: 5px; color: 000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000; border-bottom: 1px dotted #000000; border-right: 5px solid #000000; border-top: 5px solid #000000; overflow: auto;] Jen laughed lightheartedly as the troll before flailed around in mock hurt. She was an interesting character, to say the least, and funny to match. As she walked forward and slumped and arm over Jen's shoulders, the troll pronounced her name, finally. Terezi was grinning and laughing and generally casual as she dragged Jen over towards the food court.
"Greatest Troll ever? Well it seems you're in luck! i just happen to be the best human ever! Who also happens to love burgers! Let's go!" |
[/b][/u][/i] Jen swung her arm over Terezi's shoulders in a similar fashion as she somewhat marched to whatever nasty fattening restaurant there was in the mall. "What do you like, my fine-featured friend? I honestly can eat anything so long as it's edible and delicious!" Jen snickered to herself as they passes a few more groups of gossiping teenagers, "And I've got about enough money for a dollar menu! So that leaves... Burgers and French Fries!" _★[/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial black; font-size: 10px; color: 85c9dc;]made by jellietan[/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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