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Post by twistedbrain on Jan 19, 2006 18:57:03 GMT -5
Yeah. I like Crystal. Put Crystal's appearance with Sugary's personality.
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Post by Sugary Snicket on Jan 19, 2006 19:06:21 GMT -5
OK. I'll be random and serious at times that I need to.
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Post by Hanna Squalor on Jan 20, 2006 19:33:51 GMT -5
Hanna Squalor will attend. She is Jerome and Esme's daughter. Esme pawned her off on her sister when she was born and Hanna is fifteen now and had been living with Jerome since Esme left.
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Post by Sugary Snicket on Jan 21, 2006 15:41:56 GMT -5
*Ish waiting to start*
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Post by Skeleton Key on Jan 21, 2006 17:03:35 GMT -5
I guess we'll start now.
Melantha smashed a bottle against the edge of the table. Now it was jagged and razor sharp, perfect for spin the bottle. Or at least her version.
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Post by twistedbrain on Jan 21, 2006 17:32:59 GMT -5
Rebecca Ann stared nervously at the bottle, wondering what game they were playing.
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Post by Hanna Squalor on Jan 21, 2006 18:56:43 GMT -5
Hanna set down both of her suitcases and looked at the bottle. She bit her lip and turned her attention to the large suitcases.
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Post by Skeleton Key on Jan 21, 2006 22:35:36 GMT -5
Melantha put on some Ramones music and got the tongue sandwiches and mycelium crispies out of the kitchen. She beamed. This was her first sleepover.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Jan 21, 2006 22:40:26 GMT -5
Cassandra sat checking her fingernails. She shook her head and her long wavy blonde hair cascaded from her shoulders.
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Post by Skeleton Key on Jan 21, 2006 22:43:18 GMT -5
Melantha hugged Violet. "I'm so glad you could make it!" She looked at Cassandra. "Did you invite her? I didn't."
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Jan 21, 2006 22:46:04 GMT -5
Cassandra glared at Melantha. "You can't even remember you invited me? Wow. That's depressing."
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Post by Skeleton Key on Jan 21, 2006 22:46:57 GMT -5
"No, I just invited Hanna, Crystal, and Violet and told them to bring their friends."
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Jan 21, 2006 22:49:00 GMT -5
Cassandra felt hurt that Melantha couldn't even remember her. She moved to the corner, scowling.
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Post by Skeleton Key on Jan 21, 2006 22:51:19 GMT -5
'I'm sorry." Melantha started crying. She rarely went outside and was socially underdeveloped.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Jan 21, 2006 22:54:14 GMT -5
"Oh, that's okay," Cassandra came over and patted Melantha on the back. "People tend to forget I exist."
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