angelsteardrop
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- Nov 15, 2006
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name: Starla
age:18
sex:female
apperance: crystal blue eyes, long black hair with blue streaks that hangs about midway down her back, her lips are lushesly red that are very soft and deep her skin is a soft pale white and seems to glisen in the sun light as well as the street lights. she has an hour glass shape, her bust is a 32c her hips smoothely accsent her figure.
chara lC: her soul is a dark as a midnight sky, when she speaks its as cold as a snowy winters night. Why is she so cold and dark? because she doesn't know any other way to be. you see she lives in the slums of new york, you know the places you don't to get lose driving through in day time god knows you deffently don't want to be at at night; you can't even check the mail without bringa weapon with you , you know the kind of place of which i speak.
Heres her story this is how it begins. She leaves early around midday to write her poetry in her usual spot down the street up ontop of the church roof looking down on the grave yard. It's the only place she feels safe. It was about dusk when she relized how late it was getting so she climbed down off roof took her journal with her and start back home.
she got about half way home and it started to poor down rain so she took the bak allyway to get there faster as she turned the coner behid the dumpster 3 guys stepped out smoking pot and drink heavly. she could see one of them hada gun the other 2 where making thier way towards her. she took off running down the street as fast as she could run as they chased after her . she took conner hard asmost knocking over .....
age:18
sex:female
apperance: crystal blue eyes, long black hair with blue streaks that hangs about midway down her back, her lips are lushesly red that are very soft and deep her skin is a soft pale white and seems to glisen in the sun light as well as the street lights. she has an hour glass shape, her bust is a 32c her hips smoothely accsent her figure.
chara lC: her soul is a dark as a midnight sky, when she speaks its as cold as a snowy winters night. Why is she so cold and dark? because she doesn't know any other way to be. you see she lives in the slums of new york, you know the places you don't to get lose driving through in day time god knows you deffently don't want to be at at night; you can't even check the mail without bringa weapon with you , you know the kind of place of which i speak.
Heres her story this is how it begins. She leaves early around midday to write her poetry in her usual spot down the street up ontop of the church roof looking down on the grave yard. It's the only place she feels safe. It was about dusk when she relized how late it was getting so she climbed down off roof took her journal with her and start back home.
she got about half way home and it started to poor down rain so she took the bak allyway to get there faster as she turned the coner behid the dumpster 3 guys stepped out smoking pot and drink heavly. she could see one of them hada gun the other 2 where making thier way towards her. she took off running down the street as fast as she could run as they chased after her . she took conner hard asmost knocking over .....