Post by blockhead on Jan 1, 2007 18:52:19 GMT -5
Your words are numb to me
So don't treat me like i'm stupid
I've grown to understand
there's no such thing as cupid
The whole world seemed to spin in her eyes, making her wobble and shake under a non-existant earthquake. "Dear lord, Geoffrey, the world's gone mad!" This spoken in a seemingly drunken effect. Indeed she was having one of her episodes which only entitled a moment of entertainment for those whom seemed to look on. Sadly, because of her random movements and falling, her coat looked treacherous and she followed the footsteps of a scraggly outback.
Obsession was a keyterm here because she'd now fallen in her queasy steps and began to softly stroke the grass uttering softly, "It's ok, Fred, I won't let anyone hurt you love." For some reason she was having a deeply feverish episode, but it wasn't very uncommon so it wasn't that weird. The darker spots on her body arched like a snakes scales as she rose and began to walk in a rhythmic step as if music was playing. "Why should I worry? Why should I careeeeeare, I may not have a dime, but I've got street safafaire." Yup, the old street song sung by alot of people back in the city.
The night was like a velvet cloak on her foggish body and moving along the darkened night, her eyes stood out among all. "Where was I going again, Geoffrey?" She asked randomly, then said. "Oh yeah, thanks man. I was going to the MistClan land, wasn't I?"So she kept on marching, singing, humming and all that jazz. It was when the moon struck fully that she reached the campsite and because she was such a freak : insomnia and all: she was mystified that almost everyone was probally asleep. "Um, hello? Geoffrey and Block here." The voice she spoke in was thin and eerie, creepy no?
//ooc// Don't beat me up because I spelled SAFAWTFEVA wrong, k?//ooc//
So don't treat me like i'm stupid
I've grown to understand
there's no such thing as cupid
The whole world seemed to spin in her eyes, making her wobble and shake under a non-existant earthquake. "Dear lord, Geoffrey, the world's gone mad!" This spoken in a seemingly drunken effect. Indeed she was having one of her episodes which only entitled a moment of entertainment for those whom seemed to look on. Sadly, because of her random movements and falling, her coat looked treacherous and she followed the footsteps of a scraggly outback.
Obsession was a keyterm here because she'd now fallen in her queasy steps and began to softly stroke the grass uttering softly, "It's ok, Fred, I won't let anyone hurt you love." For some reason she was having a deeply feverish episode, but it wasn't very uncommon so it wasn't that weird. The darker spots on her body arched like a snakes scales as she rose and began to walk in a rhythmic step as if music was playing. "Why should I worry? Why should I careeeeeare, I may not have a dime, but I've got street safafaire." Yup, the old street song sung by alot of people back in the city.
The night was like a velvet cloak on her foggish body and moving along the darkened night, her eyes stood out among all. "Where was I going again, Geoffrey?" She asked randomly, then said. "Oh yeah, thanks man. I was going to the MistClan land, wasn't I?"So she kept on marching, singing, humming and all that jazz. It was when the moon struck fully that she reached the campsite and because she was such a freak : insomnia and all: she was mystified that almost everyone was probally asleep. "Um, hello? Geoffrey and Block here." The voice she spoke in was thin and eerie, creepy no?
//ooc// Don't beat me up because I spelled SAFAWTFEVA wrong, k?//ooc//