06-29-2018, 08:51 AM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the girl had never been to snowbound's territory, but she had wanted to visit for a long, long time now. since she was six months old and her papa was alive again and so close to mister jacob, she figured this event would be the perfect time to come, even if her injuries made it hard. she wondered how many of her crewmates would come to, but for now it seemed she was the only one. so, the young injured girl entered with a friendly, eager smile. her eyes revealed her exhaustion, but the rest of her body communicated nothing but excitement. she was very excited to be here.
the female walked towards the group of snowbounders, deciding to introduce herself. she eyed atbash for a moment, noticing her similarities to caesar. she wondered if this was the female that he had been punished for injuring. she decided she would lightly bring it up, just to start some small talk. she took her green gaze away and instead looked to the rest of them. "hiya, i'm from the typhoon! it's nice to see you all," she greeted in a friendly manner. "my name's goldenluxury roux, but i just go by goldie. truth or dare sounds fun." she then turned back to atbash, saying, "you look kinda like one of my crewmates. he's a jerk. oh- i'm sure you're not a jerk, though!"
the female walked towards the group of snowbounders, deciding to introduce herself. she eyed atbash for a moment, noticing her similarities to caesar. she wondered if this was the female that he had been punished for injuring. she decided she would lightly bring it up, just to start some small talk. she took her green gaze away and instead looked to the rest of them. "hiya, i'm from the typhoon! it's nice to see you all," she greeted in a friendly manner. "my name's goldenluxury roux, but i just go by goldie. truth or dare sounds fun." she then turned back to atbash, saying, "you look kinda like one of my crewmates. he's a jerk. oh- i'm sure you're not a jerk, though!"
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.