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Name: Sarah
Birthday: 1/5/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: fashion, hand drumming, nature, cooking shows, New Orleans, ka-panda, fire, cats, dogs, jewelry, punk music, the 80's, comic books, DDR, poiballs, SoCal, shopping, Flogging Molly, traveling, theatre, parties, poetry, art, guys with foreign accents, British stuff, card suits, Fraggle Rock, friends, playing with my food, being hyper, cotton candy, Mountain Dew, boots, talking nonsense, leopardskin, dark eyeliner, fantasy, X-Men, loud music, gel pens, the desert, Gone With the Wind, manicures, the beach, winking-cat stickers, henna tattoos, adventure/horror movies, singing along to the radio, Everworld books, JM, ankhs, being in charge, hot weather, fishnet nylons, having fun, kendo sticks, Green Day, Mardi Gras, dragons, costumes, sugar, running around for no reason, masks, the Irvine Spectrum movie theatre, hiking, kayaking, trampolines, and everything else that makes me happy!
Expertise: I am an accomplished actress, a beginning poiball-spinner, I have a knack for putting outfits together, I have amazing lung capacity that allows me to scream forever, and oh yeah, I can fit a whole roll of Bubble Tape in my mouth at once!
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
AIM:  SurrealVlocity23
AIM:  LA Coquine886235
Member Since:
11/23/2004
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| yeah, OK, I got a new pic for this one that matches the color scheme better. I still haven't thought of a creative name for my regular-journal one. I need help here! If any of y'all are creative types, I'm open to suggestions (but only good ones...some people like to give really stupid ones) and hopefully I'd like the new journal name to tie in well with this one...ya know, for consistency. | | |
| All right, I know I haven't updated in recent history, as most of y'all know there have been a lot of things going on with me. Anyway, I will still continue to use this as a monologue showcase whenever creativity so strikes, I have deleted all the ones that were bad and kept some of my favorites. I will also be making a new xanga as a regular journal, I will keep you posted when I do so, right now I am having dificulty thinking of a name. Anyway, that's what's been going on with me...just to let you know. | | |
| BURMA: (checking out her fabulous over-the-top outfit in the jagdplant-covered mirror in her garden) Oh Burma, you look mah-velous...(giggles at her reflection, then notices the reflection of PEGGY BISON in the background) Oh, no! Not her! She's back again! I swear, that girl is a human boomerang, throw her away and she comes right back! (grabs a rope of jagdplant and creeps up stealthily behind PEGGY, who doesn't hear her. She then covers PEGGY's eyes with her hands) Guess who!
PEGGY: That enfuriating Lion!
BURMA: Bingo!
PEGGY: Bingo?
BURMA: No, hon, that means you're right.
PEGGY: (breaks free of BURMA's hands) Grrrrrr... I can't believe you're still here! This is MY garden, why do you never leave?
BURMA: (falls back into a huge puff of soft jagdplants and stretches back on it luxuriously) Because I'm very comfortable here, thanks! (giggles) I'm not leaving. You coud chase me out of here with a baseball bat, and even then I'm not leaving! (lifts jagdplant rope up high and over her mouth, prepared to eat it)
PEGGY: (snatches the plant away from BURMA) Stop that!
BURMA: But it's soooooooo delicious...don't you think so too, if this is, as you say, your garden?
PEGGY: Well, actually...
BURMA: You've never eaten this, have you?
(PEGGY has a moment of awkward silence)
BURMA: (laughs loudly) Well that's OK Bison, I'll tell you what it's like when I'm done with it! (Snatches the plant back from her)
PEGGY: Give that back!
(BURMA takes the plant and puts it in her mouth, then takes it out again and licks it before offering it back to PEGGY)
PEGGY: No thanks, you can keep it now.
BURMA: Suit yourself! (Scarfs down the jagdplant)
PEGGY: I'll be back you know, I always am! (stomps off stage)
BURMA: There are buzzards and there are buzzards, but that one is ridiculous! (Eats more jagdplants)
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| KORDELIA: Well, Lysse is fitting in really well here with the rest of us. She's found a great friend in Ramoth, the two of them are near-constant companions. Which is kind of strange, considering Ramoth doesn't like to talk to anyone else. Go figure. I tried to take Lysse shopping the other day, it was a lot of fun, but she drew the line when I offered to do her hair for her...I got out my industrial-size can of hairspray and she bolted out the door (giggles). Her loss, not everyone can have tresses like this! (takes out a little compact mirror and plays with her hair, a huge skyscraper-like tower of 80's ratted style) Lysse's other friend is Rafael. (beat) That Rafael. Most of the time he's an arrogant showoffish punk! Most of the time I just want to knock his block off for being so...infuriating! Him with his arrogant walk and his shameless charmer of a voice, always "Kordie" this and "Come on, luv"...the nerve of him to talk to me so! (beat) But then....there are other times...(looks into the distance for a bit, then shakes her head) my heart just flutters and I want him like nothing else. I want him to take me into his arms and whisper to me "Kordie, luv, my angel. You fit into these arms like we were made for each other..." (her voice trails off, and she starts to softly cry) | | |
| LAVENDER: (running, she is out of breath, she has lost the men in suits, for now at least ) Mr. Dorado! Mr. Dorado! (she runs frantically, looking into rooms all along the halls of Greenstone) Oh where is he? (VERMILLION enters from offstage, followed by MOGWE) Vermillion! Oh, I'm so glad you're here! Look, there are a bunch of totally creepy guys here, and they're after Mr. Dorado, and....well, no time to talk, just...we gotta find him! (VERMILLION and MOGWE run after LAVENDER, who takes off still in pursuit of DORADO) | | |
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