Brett Mirth
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Post by Brett Mirth on Nov 27, 2006 16:21:58 GMT -5
Alana sat on the dock by the lake with a bowl, next to her. Her hair was up, and this time not curly or wavy at all. It was in a bun an no strands were falling out. Alana wore a white buttoned up tunic. She has a flowery tied up skirt on that, covered up her bathing suit. Around her neck was her choker with the rose on the side. One of the petals was pushed up againsted her cheek from the way she was sitting. She wore deep black eyeliner, and sky blue eyeshadow. Her lips were pale not evena normal shade of pink, just barely. And as for her feet they were bare, there were no shoes at all around her. The bowl beside her was some sort of fish bowl, you could tell cause there was a fish in it. It had many colors, purple, pink, blue, and turquoise. Though it was floating up. Alana had a frown on her face and waited for someone to arrive.
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Annabella De Luca
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Post by Annabella De Luca on Nov 27, 2006 16:38:33 GMT -5
Anna walked onto the dock panting. "Sorry, I got lost." Anna was wearing a pair of boy shorts, no shocker, a bikini top with a tank top in hand. Her hair was thrown up in a messy bun. She had no shoes on. She wore her makeup dark, as usual.
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Brett Mirth
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rip me up from the roots.
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Post by Brett Mirth on Nov 27, 2006 16:41:13 GMT -5
Alana tried to smile a bit "Ok so you know what we have to do." Alana grabbed the bowl and pushed it towards Anna. "Just incase you don't remember we're bringing him out toward the lighthouse." Alana looked at the fish corspe "My first real pet, Crayon why oh why did you have to go."
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Annabella De Luca
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Post by Annabella De Luca on Nov 27, 2006 16:52:16 GMT -5
Anna looked down. "poor kiddo." She sat down putting her stuff down and looked in the bowl.
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Brett Mirth
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Post by Brett Mirth on Nov 27, 2006 16:54:57 GMT -5
"Well we had a good..." Alana thought to herself "How long did I actually have Crayon?" She contiued "we had a good..5 days right bud?" She asked the corpse hoping for a respond but it would never happen.
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Annabella De Luca
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Post by Annabella De Luca on Nov 27, 2006 16:57:26 GMT -5
Anna looked down and though of something. "Hmm. Can i try something Alana?"
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Brett Mirth
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Post by Brett Mirth on Nov 27, 2006 16:58:32 GMT -5
"Sure." Alana said.
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Annabella De Luca
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Post by Annabella De Luca on Nov 27, 2006 17:02:23 GMT -5
Anna looked down at the corpse and started chanting. She closed her eyes and did fast movements over the dead fish. "Sè mor'rar ono finna!" She yelled and looked at the fish as it started to glow. In a matter of time the fish was back up and swimming, alive and healthy
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Brett Mirth
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Post by Brett Mirth on Nov 27, 2006 17:03:50 GMT -5
Alana open her mouth and squealed "CRAYON!!!!!!!!!!!<3<3<3<3<3!!!R!TGHJK!JH!K!" She grabbed Anna hugging her tight "MY CRAYON IS ALIVE!!!!"
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Annabella De Luca
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Post by Annabella De Luca on Nov 27, 2006 17:06:07 GMT -5
Anna smiled. "I hope you enjoy him, again!"
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