You all know her, you all love her, and some of you like to write about her... Ladies and gentlemen here she is: Starling!
Anyway, enjoy and just read at your own delight; you are in for a fun time.
Checking about her surroundings, Starling let a nervous sigh escape her lips as she waited for whatever it was she was brought to this dark area for…
Know your star, know your star, know your star, know your star…
Starling cracked one of her usual dignified smirks and awaited what was to happen next.
Starling…
She's old…
"Old? I'll have you know that I am in a right fine age. I am at the peak of my young age,"
Starling…
Just admitted that it's all down hill from here…
"No, what I meant was that I may not be 'young' but I certainly am not old,"
Starling…
She's from Terra Britain…
"Terra what? That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. There is no Terra named that,"
Starling…
Speaks in a fake accent…
"What fake accent! This is my natural speaking voice; and I would thank you kindly to not pick at it,"
Starling…
Is self-conscious about her accent from Terra Britain…
"Again, that is not a real place. And I am not self-conscious about my accent; in fact, men find it alluring,"
Starling…
She's pretty…
"Oh, well thank you…"
…Pretty old…
"I am not old! I'm in the same age group as that Dark Ace!"
Now you know, Starling…
"All they think they know is that I'm from place called Terra Britain and that I'm old; both of which are lies,"
Tell it to your old folk friends, like Dark Ace…
"I am a vengeful person; you will not get away with this besmirching of my honor whoever you are…" Quickly, Starling steps down from her chair and walks off into the darkness, fuming over the lies that have been spread.
Yeah... I just said that... Makes you wounder now, huh?