edgy wedgy- Yes, yes, thank you, thank you...... NOW BOW DOWN TO ME SLAVE!!
Haha, no - that'd be creepy, but yes, you get a llama... HERE CHIHUA!
*brown llama runs up & flutters eyelashes* Wow, I think she likes you....
*blank stare* Wow, that just brought back a bad memory...
kurleyhawk2- Danke! An orange llama... uh, hold on. *runs out of room. Distant cries of "AH! HOLD STILL YOU EVIL, SPITTING PEICE OF-" & "RAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!" are heard* Uh, here you go! *flourescent orange llama appears looking very angry* Oops, missed a spot. *pulls out can of spray paint while the llama spits*
Yeah, I'm done now....
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As if it was just another day birds chirped, bugs crawled, deer leaped. But to Liz it wasn't another ordinary day. It was a horrible day. Hazel eyes opened to bright morning sunlight and a stiff, broken feeling. The crushed, accordian hood with the pine tree in front of it didn't sum up in her mind to what had happened. She stared at it a moment before she realized what happened.
"Shit...." she mumbled as she went to move her head to the side, a soreness stopping her from continuing.
Lizard thought over her options a moment before shimming herself to be sitting up to reach to towards the floor off the T-bird for her purse. Her neck didn't seem too bad when she striaghten up but her left arm felt numb. She dismissed it for the moment. A long ringfinger scooped the strap of the leather bag and broght it to her side. Lizard tried to move the other arm but the excruciating pain kept her from it. Mumbling some choice words she successfully opened the snap on her bag and pulled out her cell. A green light came from it as Liz said a silent prayer. She dialed in 9-1-1 and waited. She looked at the small bar on the screening - telling her the call was trying to go through. Then she looked at the meter to the side.
"Why the hell am I out of area?" she sat back and stared at the phone before talking to herself again, "I'm never out of area. I was almost home. I get wonderful reception there and NOW I'm out of fucking area?!" She let loose an angry growl before hitting her head on the horn of her car- making her jerk her head back up. "Hey..." she looked at the horn and grinned.
She took a deep breath and screamed, "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL LLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!" and leaned heavily on the horn as it echoed throughout the forest. Liz repeated this procedure multiple times before growing tired. Deciding to try her luck outside of the car. It took a minute to open the door and even more time for her to stand. It became obvious to her that she had a few broken toes but thankfully her legs were only sore like her neck. She looked around for the dark road in the sea of snow.
"HERE ROADIE- ROADIE! Come to Mommy!" she cried heading towards the area that her car's bumper was aimed at. She walked a good hundred feet before turning backing and making a sweep of the area from different directions. Cursing multiple times as she constantly tried the cellular phone again she shuffled through more snow until she retraced her steps back to her car.
Liz shut herself in her car and moved into the backseat. While she stared at the crystals of frost on the backseat windows yellow eyes turned to emerald as tears began their flow. She had no idea what time it was when she finally got out of the car once again. She stood there until her mind switched from despair to getting herself out of this perdictament.
"I was on Frost Ave. when I dozed off and that forks Northeast off of Lewis Rd. So, hm, if I go south I'll get onto Bulington since it's at least only a mile from when I get onto Frost.Okay then... it'll take me an hour at most if I get snowdrifts." Sighing she looked at her cell phone looked at the place where the sun was and began her trek south- and of course she pulled out a meal bar out of her bag to munch on before leaving.
kurleyhawk2- Danke! An orange llama... uh, hold on. *runs out of room. Distant cries of "AH! HOLD STILL YOU EVIL, SPITTING PEICE OF-" & "RAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!" are heard* Uh, here you go! *flourescent orange llama appears looking very angry* Oops, missed a spot. *pulls out can of spray paint while the llama spits*
Yeah, I'm done now....
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As if it was just another day birds chirped, bugs crawled, deer leaped. But to Liz it wasn't another ordinary day. It was a horrible day. Hazel eyes opened to bright morning sunlight and a stiff, broken feeling. The crushed, accordian hood with the pine tree in front of it didn't sum up in her mind to what had happened. She stared at it a moment before she realized what happened.
"Shit...." she mumbled as she went to move her head to the side, a soreness stopping her from continuing.
Lizard thought over her options a moment before shimming herself to be sitting up to reach to towards the floor off the T-bird for her purse. Her neck didn't seem too bad when she striaghten up but her left arm felt numb. She dismissed it for the moment. A long ringfinger scooped the strap of the leather bag and broght it to her side. Lizard tried to move the other arm but the excruciating pain kept her from it. Mumbling some choice words she successfully opened the snap on her bag and pulled out her cell. A green light came from it as Liz said a silent prayer. She dialed in 9-1-1 and waited. She looked at the small bar on the screening - telling her the call was trying to go through. Then she looked at the meter to the side.
"Why the hell am I out of area?" she sat back and stared at the phone before talking to herself again, "I'm never out of area. I was almost home. I get wonderful reception there and NOW I'm out of fucking area?!" She let loose an angry growl before hitting her head on the horn of her car- making her jerk her head back up. "Hey..." she looked at the horn and grinned.
She took a deep breath and screamed, "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL LLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!" and leaned heavily on the horn as it echoed throughout the forest. Liz repeated this procedure multiple times before growing tired. Deciding to try her luck outside of the car. It took a minute to open the door and even more time for her to stand. It became obvious to her that she had a few broken toes but thankfully her legs were only sore like her neck. She looked around for the dark road in the sea of snow.
"HERE ROADIE- ROADIE! Come to Mommy!" she cried heading towards the area that her car's bumper was aimed at. She walked a good hundred feet before turning backing and making a sweep of the area from different directions. Cursing multiple times as she constantly tried the cellular phone again she shuffled through more snow until she retraced her steps back to her car.
Liz shut herself in her car and moved into the backseat. While she stared at the crystals of frost on the backseat windows yellow eyes turned to emerald as tears began their flow. She had no idea what time it was when she finally got out of the car once again. She stood there until her mind switched from despair to getting herself out of this perdictament.
"I was on Frost Ave. when I dozed off and that forks Northeast off of Lewis Rd. So, hm, if I go south I'll get onto Bulington since it's at least only a mile from when I get onto Frost.Okay then... it'll take me an hour at most if I get snowdrifts." Sighing she looked at her cell phone looked at the place where the sun was and began her trek south- and of course she pulled out a meal bar out of her bag to munch on before leaving.
