• Going on Haitus again... •
Art by sugartabby72600 wrote:Owed Work wrote:
• Dealing with personal issues. Probably won't be active again.
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Ƀlitz wrote:Cupcake sighed, glaring at the floor, curled up in a box she had flipped over in an alley. It was her home as of now, she didn't mind it much. She probably should be with her parents- well, ones she doesn't have. She has two siblings, but she for some reason is not fond of them... Ever since they were born she just never got along, well, she never bothered speaking with them. This was because unlike her siblings she was a dark pink color while they were a light cream color. Her mom was not please with that for her own personal reasons and neglected Cupcake. Her father was loving but they all just... Vanished. Then she ran away from her siblings. She just wasn't fond of them.
Shaking the memories away she got up, padding her way out of the alley. She froze as a shadow looked down at her; a woman was sweeping and looked horrified at her. She yelled, pulling the broom back and thrusting it to her, but of course she ran as the woman chased her.
"Its you dirty little rats fault that my daughter is in the hospital!" she yelled. Cupcake had no idea how humans could blame such things on them, especially when half the time they never do anything but run from them. She wondered how she could lose this lady, but her thought was interrupted as the lady managed to strike a blow at her, she yelped but quickly regained her acceleration, wondering why this woman would even chase her this far. Then she bumped into a laying down figure; Confetti.
[[Juliet, mind if Cupcake bumps into Confetti? C: ]]
• Going on Haitus again... •
Art by sugartabby72600 wrote:Owed Work wrote:
• Dealing with personal issues. Probably won't be active again.
•
My name is Coffee Cake. Yeah, you heard me right. Except I hate Coffee Cake. The name, that is, not the pastry-cake thing. The pastry-cake thing is actually quite delicious, though the intense flavor is a teensy bit too... intense for me. So, anyways, everyone calls me Flour. Tease me all you want, I could care less. But call me Flour, okay?
No, not Flower. You are saying it wrong. It's F-L-O-U-R. Like Flower minus the 'W'?
So now you're all like Why the heck is her name FLOUR? Well, I was once eating some coffee cake. You know, the pastry-cake thing. There was another male JB Dragon in the area, who tried to steal my coffee cake as a flirtatious kind of move. I was unamused and threw it at his face, like you throw cream pies at clowns. There was powdered sugar all over his face, and I started cracking up. Then he glanced at his reflection in a river, looking back up at me with utter hatred.
"YOU. GOT. FLOUR. ALL OVER MY FACE!" he yelled, which only made it worse. I was uncontrollably screaming with laughter at that point. He got even madder and smeared the powdered sugar all over my face, calling me "Flour Girl". The name stuck. Flour, that is. Flour Girl could be mistaken as Flower Girl, so I dropped the whole Girl part and...
I am a female, by the way. Some mistake me for a dude. Not smart.
I'm carefree and reckless, though I'm not one to go and burn down the local hospital or anything. I don't display any sort or hate or oppresion unless you confront me. If you step forward and ask for it, though, you're going to get it. Apart from that, I tend to be slightly rude and sarcastic, though I'm always loyal to the ones I love in the end. I laugh a lot, but not at what others consider to be funny. Most of those things- people falling down stairs, their snowmobiles spazzing out and nearly killing them- I don't find that stuff funny. I tend to find others getting mad funny. I guess that it just makes them ever madder, but the red face and bulging eyes crack me up every time. I'm also the one to end a romance. I'm the heartbreaker, and though it's terrible to say, so what if others get hurt? If it's not me or someone I genuinly care about, who cares? I'm like that. I can manage myself and my friends, and you can manage yourself. You're still very much alive, and you can look after yourself. I'm a party girl, too. Not that one who's out on the dance floor the whole night long, or the one hiding in the corner. I'm more like the one catching up on gossip, joining in whatever clique I feel like. Normally they're to terrified to tell me to go away. Works for me! I don't care about what others think of me, as long as I have some sort of juicy story to threaten them with.
We Are Young. It's by some band called Fun, which I'm really not... but the song fits.
I would say coffee cake, since that's my proper name and all, but I find it too mature of a taste for me, if that makes sense. The coffee flavor is really strong, and strong colors and tastes and textures just aren't my thing. I really love warm, gooey chocolate chip cookies, fresh and slightly underbaked, but I rarely come by the perfect batch now-a-days. I also like hot chocolate, bu-
Junsui wrote:Citrus Star
Citrus growled but got off of the JBD, eyeing her suspiciously. "Who are you, stranger?" She said.
Demeter
Demeter got up carefully, keeping an eye on the agressive one as she was at her. "My name's Demeter. I mean you no harm, despite what you think." She said the last sentance with a snarl.
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