~*~The Rebellion - RP~*~

[bluedragonfire]

I can in just a minute or two. One of my cats is asking for dinner, so I guess that means it's time to feed my animals.

 

[TechnoCat]

Mmkay, I'll start.

Chelly slowly pulled herself out of bed, running a hand through her hair. Her eyes fluttered open, a sharp green color, standing in perfect contrast to her smooth, perfect ashen skin. Her blonde hair fell over her shoulders as she stood. Still wearing her white tank top and acid washed cut-off-at-the-knee jeans from yesterday, she walked outside. The chain on her leather boots swung and clanged against the buckle of her boots, her hands were covered by fingerless leather gloves. Her eyes not hiding her unparalleled intelligence, her actions not hiding her malicion, Chelly's appearance was nothing but dangerous and pulchritudionous. Ah, danger and beauty - how the two taste so incredibly well together.

 

[bluedragonfire]

Someone help me. I live in the land of diva cats.

Her eyes not hiding her unparalleled intelligence,

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Ah, danger and beauty - how the two taste so incredibly well together.

Seems that I've heard these two lines before somewhere.

 

[TechnoCat]

Really? I just randomly thought that up.

 

[bluedragonfire]

are they in the camp or are they still in the city?

 

[bluedragonfire]

you had those lines in the inheritance thread for your character.

 

[TechnoCat]

They're never in the city. Except for this one part, but that was only because LL98 and I were bored, and I wanted to put a spin on things. But they're in camp.

 

[TechnoCat]

you had those lines in the inheritance thread for your character.

Oh, I did! XD Well, I still thought those up! XD

 

[bluedragonfire]

ok

 

[bluedragonfire]

Sam was silently stalking a deer. He raised his bow, waited a heartbeat, then released his arrow. The deer never knew what hit it. He placed his hand on it's head, thanking it for it's life, then picked it up and slung it over his shoulder and whistled for his dog.