Heather's entire world is a haze. Well, it was always kinda hazy when Heather was involved, but now a quite literal haze fogged all of her senses. She thinks she tries to open her eyes, but the bleary bluish-greenness that greets her makes her doubt herself. She thinks she tries to lift her arm, but she can't feel a thing, and isn't sure if that shadow that went by her peripheral vision was in fact her hand, a bird, a car, or pure imagination. She thinks she tries to turn from her back to her side, before she pushes herself off the ground into a standing position. She actually does succeed in this. Unfortunately whatever had happened to her had left her extremely disoriented, and she falls down, hitting her face on the ground, and yet again she is swallowed up into unconsciousness. Heather's entire world is still a haze. Now it's just accompanied with a concussion, and a splitting head-ache that is the usual result when your head welcomes a hard surface. When she opens her eyes, her vision is still bleary, but this time it carries a promise of eventual clarity. She definitely lifts her arm, and she's fairly certain she sees traces of blood on it. She turns from her stomach to her side, and with caution she isn't used to showing she slowly pushes herself into a sitting position. When the head rush that threatens to knock her out again fades away, she starts noticing how odd things actually are. What the hell is happening? I thought I just dosed off on the train... Is that a pine-cone sticking into my rear? Why am I covered in dead leaves? ...Okay, I'm pretty sure there isn't a murky forest in downtown Chicago.
Awesomesauce 8D
*picturing a lion C-section* Yeah, most likely it's just a self-fulfilling prophecy...
Scarless. Or maybe he had the scar from birth, and that's why they named him that.
Hello again, got another question... Is there any limits regarding length of the posts? I can ramble on for a while, so I'm wondering how much I...
At my last improv class, my partner and I were doing a scene situated in the food court (the task was to name each other during the scene, which ended up being completely irrelevant in our case). Me: *looking at my 'food' suspiciously* Do these fries look odd to you? Him: I dunno, did you get them from McDonalds? Me: Naw, got them from Subway... *beat, I realize what I said* I didn't even know Subway had fries! Especially bright orange ones... Him: D'you think they're made from sweet potatoes? Me: Maybe... *tries one, expression turns to total bliss* Ohmigawd, this is the greatest thing I've eaten in my entire life! Him: *incredulously* Really? Me: Do you know what this means Andrew? *excited whisper* I have an entire new vegetable to explore! Him: *equally excited whisper* Jules, maybe we can explore vegetables together! Me: *completely cracks up* Fortunately our teacher called 'scene' right then. ... It kinda loses something in writing...
'kay, I guess that means I can't use both cause I intended to have them be total strangers xDx
Can't be worse than the one I had in grade school 8D
A couple that people have actually tried on me. [slurred, while clearly staring at her breasts/rear] "I like ur eyez x.x" "I just wanna be friends, I've got a wife back home!" *attempts to grope breast/rear*
Either leave or do something about it, complaining changes nothing <3
Yeah, I've got experience with that too. Tried to change my flight to another day, called the number they gave on KLM's website, and then after five minutes on hold they redirected me three times. Then the lady who could potentially help me couldn't get her computer to work, so I wait for another five minutes until she tells me that I can't change the flight, and apparently the tickets sold to me weren't completely eligible and I should've flown out a month ago. So yeah, I hate calling.
Hey, in the role playing challenge are you allowed to use both characters if needed, and if you are, can they interact with each other?
I'm sorta dreading who I'm gonna get....
spdude, cause this might be the last chance to vote for him Dx
Eragon (PS2 version) Final Fantasy X-2.
Them too, the media seems to be most persistent about it, though. The majority of the fans I've talked to don't think she's punk.
“You’re the kind of girl that I’d like to know. My name is Horton and I see a hoe.”
I like my men like I like my coffee, hot and bitter with artificial sweetness 8D
"Are you from Tennessee? Cause you're the only ten I see." This one is so bad it's actually pretty endearing: "Your hair is like the sun after a bomb went off." Works best on red-heads.
I don't really have a choice about the downstairs thing, seeing that my bedroom is downstairs... I had a nightmare involving the Moomins and all the boys in my class turning into aliens when I was little (a.k.a. last night 8D)
