sparkle, gloom, scene, and unloved adoption center.
you walk down the tatterted and broken sidewalk that was a long way you cold take to get you home, you haven't been back here in forever, but thought you might see how it was going. it has gone down hill a bit, but was pretty much the same. everything is just, older. a lot of the buisnesses were boarded shut, and the buildings were for sale, but deep inside, you knew they were probably just going to be bulldozed over for better and nicer buildings, if the goverment doesn't forget about this place.
but you notice a warm, flickering glow in a window. loose lightbulb? who knows, but you figured you'd go and check it out. as you walk into the door you notice a sign cute little sign with cursive writing, that wasn't perfect, but cute, in paint that said.. sparkle, gloom, scene, and unloved center. always open with welcoming arms. when the door closes a small chime rings and a voice hollars at you from the back of the building, which turned out to be pretty big.. Be right there! she, yes the voice was feminine, had said. you here footsteps on the floor and a girl about five foot and looks about 16 came up to you. "what can i help you with?" she said with a welcoming smile. but she wasn't all that normal as you might think. she had two face-painted objects on her face, a rainbow on one cheek and a cute skull other. she had big scene hair that was black and had white streaks, racoon markings and a big red bow, that was holding up her thick bangs. she was sparkly and scene and stuff, but she was wearing black skinny jeans, a red longs sleeve shirt that was lined in think black and had a black toxic sign on the shirt accented with red and black vans.
she held out a soapy hand, i'm minnie. you stare at her hand and then she quickly realized it was bubby and wet. sorry about that. you take her hand this time and ask, "so what is this place?" she looks around proudly, "this is my haven. its where i shelter un-needed, homeless, or abused critters. i take everything and anything in. even little kids who are left on the streets. and if your wondering.. i don't do this by myself. i have friends who help me out. azora! ellis! mutt! brisa! she yelled. soon you see five girls walk out, that sort of like minnie, but in their own ways. one looks all sparkly and cute, another looks gloomy and dark, one is totally scene, and the other looks pretty normal.
the sparkly one spoke up first, I'm Brisa! she smiled, taking your hand, i like to donate and cheer people up!
the scene one put her phone away, hey , She waved, i'm .Mutt.
the gloomy one looked up, Ellis. I keep people in line.
the orphan smiles at you, Azora, i love to donate and make sure eveyone knows what's going on.
i'm an orphan, too. that's why i started this place. because when nobody wanted me, i wanted to make sure that somebody wanted them. we all took jobs to take care of these guys and make enough money to keep this place running. i know it looks dead now, but it get pretty lively in the day and it's a sunday night so not many people are up late. she shoved her hand in her pockets, " i would do anything to give these guys a home."
welcome to my center and i hope you participate here because we are friendly people and would love to help you. :3
our wonderful mods.
azora.
ellis wolfee.
brisa.
&
.mutt .
~<3
you walk down the tatterted and broken sidewalk that was a long way you cold take to get you home, you haven't been back here in forever, but thought you might see how it was going. it has gone down hill a bit, but was pretty much the same. everything is just, older. a lot of the buisnesses were boarded shut, and the buildings were for sale, but deep inside, you knew they were probably just going to be bulldozed over for better and nicer buildings, if the goverment doesn't forget about this place.
but you notice a warm, flickering glow in a window. loose lightbulb? who knows, but you figured you'd go and check it out. as you walk into the door you notice a sign cute little sign with cursive writing, that wasn't perfect, but cute, in paint that said.. sparkle, gloom, scene, and unloved center. always open with welcoming arms. when the door closes a small chime rings and a voice hollars at you from the back of the building, which turned out to be pretty big.. Be right there! she, yes the voice was feminine, had said. you here footsteps on the floor and a girl about five foot and looks about 16 came up to you. "what can i help you with?" she said with a welcoming smile. but she wasn't all that normal as you might think. she had two face-painted objects on her face, a rainbow on one cheek and a cute skull other. she had big scene hair that was black and had white streaks, racoon markings and a big red bow, that was holding up her thick bangs. she was sparkly and scene and stuff, but she was wearing black skinny jeans, a red longs sleeve shirt that was lined in think black and had a black toxic sign on the shirt accented with red and black vans.
she held out a soapy hand, i'm minnie. you stare at her hand and then she quickly realized it was bubby and wet. sorry about that. you take her hand this time and ask, "so what is this place?" she looks around proudly, "this is my haven. its where i shelter un-needed, homeless, or abused critters. i take everything and anything in. even little kids who are left on the streets. and if your wondering.. i don't do this by myself. i have friends who help me out. azora! ellis! mutt! brisa! she yelled. soon you see five girls walk out, that sort of like minnie, but in their own ways. one looks all sparkly and cute, another looks gloomy and dark, one is totally scene, and the other looks pretty normal.
the sparkly one spoke up first, I'm Brisa! she smiled, taking your hand, i like to donate and cheer people up!
the scene one put her phone away, hey , She waved, i'm .Mutt.
the gloomy one looked up, Ellis. I keep people in line.
the orphan smiles at you, Azora, i love to donate and make sure eveyone knows what's going on.
i'm an orphan, too. that's why i started this place. because when nobody wanted me, i wanted to make sure that somebody wanted them. we all took jobs to take care of these guys and make enough money to keep this place running. i know it looks dead now, but it get pretty lively in the day and it's a sunday night so not many people are up late. she shoved her hand in her pockets, " i would do anything to give these guys a home."
welcome to my center and i hope you participate here because we are friendly people and would love to help you. :3
our wonderful mods.
azora.
ellis wolfee.
brisa.
&
.mutt .
~<3





































