Kristin (aka) Butters (snwpnitsirk) wrote,
@ 2009-03-02 17:48:00

You give me a pairing (or just one character) and a color, and I'll give you a ~~sentence~~ paragraph.

I'm a sheep.

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	ass_ass_in 2009-03-03 07:42 am UTC (link)
	Lia/Cove - chartruese Jude/Alena - burgandy (polka dotted burgandy to be exact) Nate/Grant - lavender Ryvre/Savy - neon pink Marlie/Nessa - doo doo brown XD (Reply to this)(Thread)

	Marlie/Nessa - doo doo brown XD cristina_lacosa 2009-03-03 08:09 am UTC (link)
	L O L WIN XDD (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Marlie/Nessa - doo doo brown XD snwpnitsirk 2009-03-04 02:58 pm UTC (link)
	http://www.scribbld.net/users/snwpnitsirk/13220.html?thread=42916#t42916 lmao (Reply to this)(Parent)

snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 09:19 am UTC (link)

“…you’re kidding me…right?” Ryvre grinned down at his best friend, his hands occupied with sorting through the paperwork in the back room. “Ryvre…would I lie to you about this?” The male raised a brow before he sighed, rising to his feet to follow his best friend towards the window of the shop which overlooked the beach. “…that…is probably the best thing I’ve seen in a long time, man.” “Dude, do you know how hard it was not to laugh? Or…vomit?” Ry laughed as he continued to watch the obese man in the neon pink Speedo walk around on the beach. “There should really be a law against that…”

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 09:31 am UTC (link)

"OH! Fuck! I-... Oh, shitfucking damn it! I am so sorry, I didn't...!" Jude looked up from his now ruined shirt at Alena. "Alena, it's...fine, it wasn't entirely your fault." "I know, but I wasn't really paying attention, and...damn it, can I please do something, I feel like such an asshole." Someone had recently grabbed him a towel, so he could at least get rid of some of the wine that she had spilt onto his white shirt, which was now more of a polka dotted burgandy color. Jude had only just turned around, but it was just in time to crash into Alena, who had been walking in his direction without looking where she was going.

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 10:20 am UTC (link)

“No, Mom, it’s not that bad! See, we can just…I don’t know, we can try to dye it or something.” Marlie tilted her head to the side as she examined the blanket that was folded on the couch. When Nessa had seen it in the catalog, it had read ‘a rich, deep cocoa brown color’, which was why she had brought it. It was supposed to go in Marlie’s room, since it had just recently been painted a bright orange color, and most of the fabric in her room was that deep cocoa color, or a much lighter shade of orange. Everything went together very well, but…this wasn’t at all the color that Nessa had hoped it would be. “Hmm…I showed the color to Gabe and Alena, and they said it was…doo doo brown.” Marlie’s head whipped around to look at her mother, gaping at her before she broke out into a grin. “Oh…my God. Mom.” “Well they said something completely inappropriate that I’m not repeating, and doo doo is much…stop laughing!” Her hands balled into fists on her hips as Marlie basically toppled over onto the couch laughing…and even though she was trying her hardest not to, Nessa broke out into a grin, covering her face with her hands, a bit embarrassed. “Oh, that is a terrible term.” “Mom…I seriously love you so much, you have no idea.” Marlie got out, bursting into a set of giggles as she thought of how serious her mother had looked when she had said ‘doo doo’; like it was something that belonged on the SAT’s.

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 11:05 am UTC (link)

“Well, well…if it isn’t Hawthorne Lordes. ” Grant Capulet’s mouth twisted into a devious smile, taking slow steps towards him, his hands sliding into the pockets of his slacks. Nate turned around to acknowledge the familiar voice, not exactly shocked to see the blonde male standing there. “Don’t sound too excited.” The words were delivered with his trademark dry sarcasm, walking around Grant’s desk, placing the book with the old cover he had been holding down on the mahogany. “Well, what’s your reason for gracing me with your presence, Lordes? I do hope it’s worth my time…I’m a very busy man.” “That makes two of us. I just so happened to be in the area. I had a meeting with McCarthy.” “Than let’s get on with this, shall we?” Hawthorne paused, before he reached into his pocket, pulling out a necklace; something of Dinah’s. He tossed it to Grant, who stared down at the lavender jewelry before looking up at his old friend, his jaw set. “You had better have a good explanation for why you have this.” Nate tilted his head. “Let’s just say that I know a thief, who knows a thief…I thought you’d want it back. I have to admit, your lack of gratitude is extremely disappointing.”

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	worst_nightmare 2009-03-04 11:20 am UTC (link)
	LOLOLOLOLOLOL! Okay, you are the most amazing thing ever. And Grant's muse now wants to destroy Nate simply to protect Dinah's honour... and his little ~~dog.. wrong evil monologue start~~ blonde time traveling theif too! :P (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	snwpnitsirk 2009-03-04 11:24 am UTC (link)
	OH SHUCKS! And NOOO! Nate can not be destroyed...because, he gave back the necklace. xP SO THERE. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

worst_nightmare
2009-03-04 11:32 am UTC (link)

Dude, this is waaay too much ~~Evan Rosier~~ ~~Grant Capulet~~ Boyd Holbrook.

You had better be glad this isn't IJ or just to be an ass I'd probably also pull oout my old Pietro Maximoff and Draco Malfoy journals... just to spamm up your comments with more Boyd Holbrook.

Grant says that once the telepath is finally killed ~~or you know... the telepath's son turns his gay in our cracked out future and all he can do is bitch about it~~ that Nate is so next.

It's 5.31 am... I should not be allowed online at these hours! XD

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	snwpnitsirk 2009-03-04 11:34 am UTC (link)
	There is no such thing as too much Boyd Holbrook. OH SHUSH, YOU LOVE IT. And...NATE SAYS "I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS! -wibble-" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	littlesnot 2009-03-04 11:45 am UTC (link)
	This. Is. True. Johnny 5!? Why joo wearin' dat bandana!? You caught me. >.< If Nate srsly thinks that Grant wouldn't fuck him over in a heart beat... then obviously Alec isn't the quote unquote naive one after all. :P And simply because we discussed them like a bit ago... Gimme Hawthorne/Chelsea - snot green. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	snwpnitsirk 2009-03-04 11:48 am UTC (link)
	OMG -DIES- Johnny 5's bandana! He's such an OG. I did. lmfao, oh, he knows. ...DAMN YOU. -huffs, begins- (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

littlesnot
2009-03-04 11:53 am UTC (link)

Dude... now I can't stop laughing because I'm remembering so many stupid quips and quotes revolving around Alena and her ~~stupidity~~ amazingness. Right now my favourite is her yelling at Gabe about pissing off the Furby when they were exorcising her couch of the perverted British lipgloss eating couch ghost Bernard... which is only second to her supposedly being a Nazi. DAMN YOU, ORIEL!

...Xanadude.

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	snwpnitsirk 2009-03-04 12:16 pm UTC (link)
	I need to stop replying back to you. lmfao. I keep cracking up. ...Whoa, Hold On, Really Experienced. jhfklghfjhagxDDDDDDDDDD (Reply to this)(Parent)

snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 12:10 pm UTC (link)

“Who are you?” Chelsea looked up at the man who was standing on the other side of the door. A brow was lifted from behind his sunglasses, taking in the sight of the young girl, before he raised a hand to remove them completely, folding them before he spoke. “Hawthorne Lordes.” He was always known for giving the shortest, straight to the point answers. The blonde shrugged her shoulders, and leaned against the doorframe. “Yeah? And what do you want?” “I’m here to speak with Sarah.” “About?” “Things.” “Well, duh.” She rolled her eyes, causing him to tilt his head a bit. “Is she here?” “Maybe.” She said this with a smirk, folding her arms over her chest, causing Nate to once again lift a brow. “Has anyone ever told you how helpful you are?” “Has anyone ever told you that snot green definitely isn’t your color?” He looked down at his shirt as she gestured to it lazily. It wasn’t snot green at all, but more of a forest green. “Hm. I’m pretty sure that’s the first time that’s been brought to my attention.” He looked back at her. “I’ll have to keep that in mind.” He put back on his sunglasses, looking unaffected by her ‘insult’. “Tell Sarah that I stopped by. Or don’t. Either way, I’ll be sure to get in touch with her eventually.” He turned around and walked back to the car, not even bothering to ask who he had been speaking to this entire time. He really didn’t care.

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 11:44 am UTC (link)

Ophelia sighed, leaning forward to get a better look at herself in the mirror, gliding her black cherry flavored lip balm across her lower lip, smooching her upper and lower tiers together once it had a good, thin coating of the sticky, clear substance. She had arrived at his place a little while ago, and had been directed into his room by Deslin. “Cove, fucking Christ, you’re taking longer to get ready than I am. Let’s go.” She raised a hand to get rid of some of the gloss that was on the side of her mouth, hearing a muffled groan come from the bathroom, before her boyfriend finally used his words. “Fuck this, I’m not coming out of here.” “What the hell did you do now?” Lia sighed as she moved over to the door, jiggling the handle. “Open the door.” “Fuck off.” Lia paused, before narrowing her eyes at the barrier between herself and the scrawny boy on the other side. “Open the door!” Within moments, because of her ability to be so persuasive, she heard the door click before it swung open, revealing a not happy Cove. But Ophelia couldn’t help but laugh at him…and his bright chartreuse band shirt, which was normally white. His eyes narrowed at her, obviously not finding this amusing. “I swear to God, I’m going to tear of Russell’s dick the next time I see him.” Lia continued to grin, stepping forward to have her hands tug on the bottom of the shirt. “No, come on, you look good, baby! Like a bright little flower. Who’s my bright little flower, Cove? That’s right, you are!” “Shut the fuck up!”

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	ohnorosevest 2009-03-04 11:49 am UTC (link)
	...I'm in awe. I almost want to thread something like this now. Yes, it's neccesary to IM you and comment everytime you post a new one of these. It's keeping me from finishing Chelsea's app... and yes... it's also neccesary to keep changing journals. XD I'm just doing it to give you a little more Ryan Ross in your life. ♥ (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	obeyme 2009-03-04 12:21 pm UTC (link)
	...thank you? We definitely can. I really don't care, I'm totally entertained by these comments/IMs. Well, gee! You're just so sweet! -KISS, KISS- (Reply to this)(Parent)

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