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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Aug 30, 2007 13:54:49 GMT -5
It was time for redecorating in Shasta's mind so she had deflated all her furnature and moved it into the small little kitchen space of her studio appartment. See, Shasta amancipated her parents when she was 16, shortly after her fall from popularity. Currently she lives on her own and survives as a tattoo artist at the best parlor in the state.
At the moment she was in Daisy Duke cutoffs and a black tank top, she was also barefoot. Under her feet was a tarp gaurding her precious wood floors from the black substance dripping of the paint brush in her hand. Biting her bottom lip, Shasta debated with herself where to start... Well it didn't matter, not with her plan. She was going to paint the entire thing black and then free hand stars and the cosmos with glow in the dark paint.
Setting the brush down she realized she forgot something... well 2 things. Aiden promised to help her and he had yet to show up. but she grabbed her Radio, set it in a small cornor and blasted some Fall Out Boy. "Much better." She said to herself as she set the paint brush to the wall.
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Post by Alliey Green on Aug 30, 2007 14:29:52 GMT -5
As Alliey parked and got out of the crappy thing she called her automobile, she smiled at the sound blasting from Shasta's apartment. Fall Out Boy: classic Shasta. She was actually excited about that day. Alliey wasn't much of an artist herself, but it couldn't be that hard to paint a room black. Shasta was the creativity in the operation: she'd take over the part of painting the stars and the cosmos.
Alliey walked up to the door and didn't bother knocking. She just walked through the unlocked door, as she often did when she went to Shasta's apartment. "KEEP QUIET! NOTHING COMES AS EASY AS YOU! CAN I LAY IN YOUR BED ALL DAY? I'LL BE YOUR BEST KEPT SECRET AND YOU BIGGEST MISTAKE. THE HAND BEHIND THIS PEN RELIEVES A FAILURE EVERY DAY!!!" Alliey screamed the lyrics of the Fall Out Boy song along with the recording of Patrick Stump's voice, which came from a small boom box in the corner.
Although Alliey was sure her scream-singing had alerted Shasta of her arrival, she skipped to the main room of the house to find her friend and tell her herself. As soon as she spotted Shasta, she jumped on her and squeezed her into a hug. Alliey was hyper, and there was no stopping a hyper Alliey once she was starting. "Hello, Shasta my dear." she said once she let go. "Let's get this show on the road, shall we?"[/color]
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Post by Aiden Craverson on Aug 31, 2007 20:21:17 GMT -5
He ran up to Shasta's door, slightly out of breath. He had woken up late. It had taken him half an hour to remember that he was supposed to be at Shasta's today. So, in his haste, he had grabbed a cup of coffee and changed into loose jeans and a dark blue T-Shirt before driving down to Shasta's place.
He was in a pretty bad mood. Without a good breakfast, he could be a bit of a bastard that day. But he knew better than to snap at Alliey or Shasta. He didn't bother knocking; he rarely ever did, and opened the door. And the funny thing? Alliey was there. Obviously hyper. Something he wasn't.
He silently closed the door before sneaking up behind them both and resting one arm on Alliey's shoulder, the other on Shasta's shoulder. He looked at them both and said, "So...we having a party or something?" |
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Post by Shasta Cohen on Aug 31, 2007 20:25:02 GMT -5
"Alliey get off!!!" Shasta screamed when her friend jumpped on her. It had scared her so much she threw the brush she was holding and right as Aiden walked in it landed on his head. At that she started laughting, "Yes great party."
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Post by Aiden Craverson on Aug 31, 2007 20:36:14 GMT -5
He expected to be punched, kicked, or hugged. Not a paintbrush landing on his head. He looked up at his head the best he could before looking at Shasta. "Umm...did that have paint on it by any chance?" |
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Post by Shasta Cohen on Aug 31, 2007 20:45:13 GMT -5
"Yes...." Shasta said slowly knowing that she was about to be Tweaked out on by Tweak. "I blame Alliey."
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Post by Alliey Green on Sept 1, 2007 9:03:55 GMT -5
Alliey burst into fits of laughter as the paint brush that was in Shasta's hand flew and landed on Aiden's head, paint and all. She was still laughing when Shasta decided the blame the whole ordeal on her. Instead of freaking out, she continued laughing. "I am hereby taking responsibility for my actions." she announced, putting one hand over her heart and the other up in the air. Alliey prepared herself. "Tweak, unlesh your terror."
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Post by Aiden Craverson on Sept 1, 2007 21:01:20 GMT -5
He stared at both of them, his temper nearly getting the better of him. But he took a deep breath. A deep, shaky, controlled breath. He put his coffee down on the floor next to his feet, reaching up and grabbing the handle of the paintbrush and taking it out of his hair. He opened his eyes and said, "How noticable is it?" |
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Post by Shasta Cohen on Sept 2, 2007 7:36:29 GMT -5
"Does it matter that it's pretty?" Shasta asked in the cutest, most calm voice she could get into without bursting into laughter. "Al, I think he should dye his hair black, it looks good."
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Post by Alliey Green on Sept 2, 2007 15:17:24 GMT -5
"I agree, Shasta." Alliey said, still laughing a little bit because of the events that had just occured. "Personally, I think black goes great with your skin tone, Tweak." she said, putting on a preppy voice specifically to say that sentence.
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Post by Aiden Craverson on Sept 2, 2007 19:48:13 GMT -5
He fought the urge to yell. Sometimes his anger got the better of him, but he didn't want to yell. He didn't have the energy to that morning. He just shook his head to see if the paint would fly off his head. No such luck. He looked at both of them, rolling his eyes. "I already have brown/black hair, does pure black make that much of a difference?" |
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Post by Jamie Walker on Sept 2, 2007 20:37:07 GMT -5
"Yes." (Alliey in unison?) Shasta said with a smile. She took a different paint brush and began to paint the wall.
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Post by Alliey Green on Sept 2, 2007 20:44:32 GMT -5
"You know, Tweak" Alliey said, thinking about what she was going to say as she grabbed a brush off the floor and started painting, the wall, this time. "I'll go for a new look with you if you want. I've always wanted blue hair."
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Post by Rebekah Parker on Sept 2, 2007 20:55:43 GMT -5
-As Aiden-
He rolled his eyes, grabbing the brush he had in his hands and dipping it in the paint bucket. "Blue...that might work for you. But I'd stick with the red; looks way better than blue." He started painting a random point on the wall. He really didn't care. |
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Post by Shasta Cohen on Sept 2, 2007 21:03:37 GMT -5
"I'll go purple and stand in the middle to say we blend." Shasta smiled as she continued to coat the white wall with the black. The song on her radio changed from Fall Out Boy to Panic! At the Disco right as Twitch the cat walked by. Twitch jumped about two feet and then walked to rub against Alliey's leg.
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