07-14-2018, 08:56 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the increase in joiners surely was a little overwhelming to the girl. she was trying hard to reach all of them, but it was a bit much. her injuries were actually probably getting worse, though she wouldn't admit it. they weren't healing properly because she always stretched them and overworked her body. it hurt a lot all the time and was hard to do...well, everything. but, that didn't matter. what mattered was that she was working hard. she couldn't stop. that was more important.
goldie was instantly pulled by the sight of her papa, eyeing the setup. oh, was he doing something? that would be fun. she always enjoyed doing things with her papa. she enjoyed being with her papa. she just, enjoyed her papa. he was a very nice man in her eyes and meant the whole wide world to her. she worked so hard for him and she just wanted him to be proud of her. she didn't ever want to let him down. her ears perked upward at his explanation, a warm smile forming on her exhausted features.
the young girl struggled over, her legs seeming to protest against the movement as her steps were slow. she relaxed next to her papa, trying to lean up against him softly as he spoke. she listened to his words carefully, actually quite interested to hear him talk about himself. he didn't do it that often. goldie sighed gently, thinking about what she could say. she wasn't sure she did have a lot to say.
"i'm goldenluxury roux, and i just go by goldie. i have the best papa in the world, and very nice family and friends, too. like my brother and and aunts and mister jacob. um, i'm learning to cook, thanks to mister jacob. i wanna make nice food for everybody to enjoy. i like to do a lot of things, like draw and sing! i wanna work really hard for everybody so they can all feel nice, too," she said in her kind voice. she didn't seem too interested in eating right now - mostly because she felt too tired to even grab something, even though she would normally be all over food.
goldie was instantly pulled by the sight of her papa, eyeing the setup. oh, was he doing something? that would be fun. she always enjoyed doing things with her papa. she enjoyed being with her papa. she just, enjoyed her papa. he was a very nice man in her eyes and meant the whole wide world to her. she worked so hard for him and she just wanted him to be proud of her. she didn't ever want to let him down. her ears perked upward at his explanation, a warm smile forming on her exhausted features.
the young girl struggled over, her legs seeming to protest against the movement as her steps were slow. she relaxed next to her papa, trying to lean up against him softly as he spoke. she listened to his words carefully, actually quite interested to hear him talk about himself. he didn't do it that often. goldie sighed gently, thinking about what she could say. she wasn't sure she did have a lot to say.
"i'm goldenluxury roux, and i just go by goldie. i have the best papa in the world, and very nice family and friends, too. like my brother and and aunts and mister jacob. um, i'm learning to cook, thanks to mister jacob. i wanna make nice food for everybody to enjoy. i like to do a lot of things, like draw and sing! i wanna work really hard for everybody so they can all feel nice, too," she said in her kind voice. she didn't seem too interested in eating right now - mostly because she felt too tired to even grab something, even though she would normally be all over food.
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.