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Post by Kill on Jun 18, 2005 23:47:14 GMT -5
img.hottopic.com/is/image/HotTopic/281913_hi?wid=199 Okay. Now I have this weird fetish of finding pictures on people on Hot Topic that remind me of my characters. lol. Welp, this is Stormi. Only this girl dyed some of her hair green. Just imagine that that green is black. Okay? Okay. Bye.
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jun 19, 2005 7:43:15 GMT -5
Coolness.
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BaSkEtCaSe
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I may be out of my mind at times but I'm fucking smart!
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Post by BaSkEtCaSe on Jun 19, 2005 11:18:15 GMT -5
Ooo I like the t-shirt she's wearing! Yay batman!!....Aquaman sucks though. Like how much crime happens under water anyway pft super hero wanna be.
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Post by Kill on Jun 19, 2005 13:35:19 GMT -5
Haha.
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BaSkEtCaSe
Nimrod
I may be out of my mind at times but I'm fucking smart!
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Post by BaSkEtCaSe on Jun 25, 2005 13:01:09 GMT -5
^_^ Update!
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Post by Kill on Jul 5, 2005 15:00:06 GMT -5
Stormi and Tre arrived at MFUAN Inc. sooner than Stormi had expected. Billie Joe had cut through all the traffic and was a wonderful taxi driver. Nothing compared to Jopie though. Tre and Stormi waved good bye to Billie as he went to drive and elderly woman to the hair salon.
"That was quick!" Stormi said straightening the cuffs of her capris before the two made their way inside. Stormi showed Tre every vending machine and all the other semi-interesting things that she passed on her way to her studio. Finally the two were in the elevator waiting for it to reach one of the highest levels.
"Um," Tre said and looked down at his feet and back at the flashing lights indicating what floor the two were on.
"Yup," Stormi said and rocked back and forth on her Converses.
"So, how about them Raiders?" Tre laughed dryly and Stormi had to laugh too, just to break the awkward silence a little.
Both of them quieted down as the ride continued. Everything flashed through Stormi's mind. Things to talk about, things to compliment, things to explain, things to laugh at, but nothing really seemed the important compared to the other thing that she wanted to tell Tre.
"Tre-" She begun.
"Stormi-" Tre begun.
"I love you," the couple said simutaneously and then turned away to face the wall next to them. They were acting like total seventh graders!
Tre laughed nervously as the elevator doors opened and let them out. He followed Stormi to her studio where, Lauren was sitting finishing up her last song. Stormi led Tre inside. "Hey, Laur. This is Tre," she explained.
Lauren looked up and smiled at Tre but didn't say anything. She finally flipped on her microphone switch and said, "Alright, here's Stormi...But just after a few commercials!" She clicked it off and then looked back at Stormi and Tre. "Hi, I'm Lauren," she shook Tre's hand and then grabbed her messanger bag. "See you later, Stormi!" she swept out of the room and dashed down the hall.
"She's new," Stormi explained, searching through a box of vinyls.
"Here," Tre said handing over The Who.
"Just what I was thinkning," Stormi smiled and walked over to the record player plastered with stickers and her name written in Sharpie. She put on My Generation and then sat down in her swivel chair, "Have a seat Mr. Cool."
Tre took a seat on a wooden stool and smiled dreamily at Stormi. She looked back at him with the same mischeivious stare and then licked her lips. Tre got the message and pulled her swivel chair to him with his foot.
Suddenly, there was a burst of noise as Mr. Greene walked through the door, "Good morning, Stormi and friend. Stormi where is that 'hilarious' man that you were to bring me?" He set his hands on his hips, pursed his lips, and looked down at Stormi.
"Behind you?"
"Ah! Hello!" Mr. Greene turned around and scrutinized his victim, "You'll do." He turned back to Stormi, "Alright, we're going to need you to start layouts and plans for your filming tomorrow. You're director, you know?" Stormi nodded. "Also, we recruted another DJ to take your place. You may remember her...Anywho! Today stay disk jockeying and then tomorrow bring this young man again and begin brainstorming." As quick as Mr. Greene had arrived he disappeared.
"He's gay, huh?" Tre laughed and pushed Stormi away on her swivel chair as The Who stopped playing.
"Very," Stormi nodded and then spun to grab another CD. She placed The Hives on the spinner and placed the needle carefully down. Hate To Say I Told You So began slowly and then blasted out like the regular Hives beat.
The day passed too quickly for Stormi to comprehend. Tre was awesome and helped with music selecting. He had great taste and was a great kisser.
By the time that they were all finished up both had had enough of talking and laughing that they silently walked to Stormi's house hand in hand.
As they walked Stormi wondered who would be taking over her place at the station. Hopefully not another jerk like Jordan. Then she remembered that he hadden shown up for work after her time was up. Oh well, Mr. Greene liked her more and if she said that she had waited but Jordan didn't show up for half an hour, he would believe her.
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jul 5, 2005 17:28:06 GMT -5
Wow, been a long time since I've read this story...it was good, though.
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Post by Kill on Jul 5, 2005 19:18:53 GMT -5
Yeah, I know. Thanks!
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Post by Kill on Jul 6, 2005 22:01:29 GMT -5
Stormi and Tre were laying down on the couch, Stormi's head in Tre's lap. He was stroking her black hair as they both watched Surreal Life.
"I never really understood this show," Stormi looked up at Tre.
"Really? Me neither, but now that I watch it and think about it," he paused, "I still don't get it."
They both laughed and then Stormi stood up, "I'm tired, and I'm going to bed."
Tre stood up and nodded, "Yeah. Me too."
Stormi giggled and right then the phone rang. Stormi groaned and made her way over to it and read the caller ID. "OH. MY. GOD!" she threw the phone to her ear, "STEPH!!! HI!!!"
Tre stood by and listened to Stormi's contast laughing and oh-my-god-ing.
"How's Canada? Really? You ARE?! GREAT! You have to meet Tre!" Stormi looked at him and smiled. "Yeah. Green, haha. But it's sexy," she added seeing that Tre's face had turned a bit gloomy, "Uh huh. Yup. EH! I CANNOT wait! Okay, okay. Bye!"
"Wow, that was an interesting conversation," Tre said and looked around the room awkwardly.
"That was Stephanie! She's coming back! She's taking my place!!! Isn't this great?!" Stormi tackled Tre to the couch and then kissed him. He kissed back.
"That is great. Now you'll have Jopie, Mike, Steph, Billie, and me!" Tre chuckled, "Is that a record?"
"Shut up!" Stormi giggled and then dashed up stairs, estactic. Tre followed right on her heals, knowing what wonders that the bedroom would behold that night.
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jul 6, 2005 22:03:09 GMT -5
You're just going on a mad updating spree, aren't you?
Woot...I'm listening to Rock'n'Roll Girlfriend, which is irrelevant to everything.
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Post by Kill on Jul 6, 2005 22:06:30 GMT -5
Yesh! lol
But you're on a Green Day website so it's not THAT irrelevant. lol
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jul 6, 2005 22:13:25 GMT -5
Good point. Anything involving Green Day mentioned on here is not totally irrelevant.
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Post by Kill on Jul 6, 2005 22:44:25 GMT -5
The next morning Stormi woke up sprawled across the bottom half of the bed, while Tre was curled into a ball on the pillows like a cat. "Tre wake up," she moaned pressing her foot into his shoulder. He woke up slowly and then stretched out, smiling.
"Morning, honey," he cooed.
"Morning, uh...sexy?" Stormi laughed and then walked to her closet. She carefully chose a pair of gray capris and a green vintage shirt and then slipped them on, just like that, in front of Tre, who was still wearing his same clothes. "You know," she smiled, "You may want to bring some extra clothes next time you decide to join my slumber party."
"Yeah," Tre laughed and smelled his shirt that he had grabbed from the floor.
Soon the two were walking down to MFAUN Inc., once more. Tre had borrowed Mike's black T-shirt that he happened to be wearing on top of his wife beater, and still had on his pants. He looked decent though, Stormi thought, but how could she think other wise?
This morning they were not bothered by any taxi drivers and made it to the station quicker than before. Tre noticed that Stormi was walking a tad faster than usual, and could only guess because Stephanie would be inside the incorporation building waiting for her.
Inside Stormi jogged to an open elevator and beckoned Tre to keep up, which he did. They seemed to fly up the elevator shaft this time, but Stormi's foot kept keeping time like she was playing a bass drum. As soon as the doors slid open Stormi lead Tre, quickly, into her studio room again. Once again there was Lauren finishing up her duties and fast as she could, sensing Stormi's excitement. Once Lauren was gone though there was nothing Stormi could do except place Kiss, not even a punk band, on the record player and sit down to figet with her capri cuffs once again.
"Chill," Tre said and walked over to her and took her hands from her cuffs, "She'll be here soon and-"
"STEPH!!!" Stormi leapt from her seat and dashed to a girl with brown hair who was standing in the doorway, bags in her arms.
"STORMI!!!" she yelped back and then they both embraced before conducting some secret best friend hand shake.
Suddenly they both turned around, arm in arm, and Stormi introduced Tre, "Steph, this is Tre, my boyfriend."
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Nimrod
I may be out of my mind at times but I'm fucking smart!
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Post by BaSkEtCaSe on Jul 6, 2005 23:06:39 GMT -5
YAY MORE! NOW!
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Post by suicideXmakeover on Jul 6, 2005 23:07:55 GMT -5
I see you got over your writer's block.
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