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Post by Ramona on Jan 17, 2009 18:57:06 GMT -5
Alice sat on a pile of tights holding a bunch of leather studded...things. "I like it" came Mustapha's voice from behind the boxes. Alice smiled "Ooh have you found something you like Mustapha? Can I see? Please?" she jiggled on the clothes excitedly.
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Post by Mustapha on Jan 18, 2009 1:20:26 GMT -5
Mustapha bit her lip, she wasn't sure. What if it looked ridiculous?
...Although considering the clothes she had seen in her very,very short time here, she didn't think that would be a problem.
She walked from behind the boxes bashfully, her head bowerd, so she couldn't see Alice's face. It was enough to be embarassed, but to be embarrased in front of a nine year old was even more humiliating.
She gripped the ripped hem of the shorts and chewed her lip constantly.
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Post by Ramona on Jan 18, 2009 18:49:01 GMT -5
Alice jumped up as Mustapha showed herself and clapped her hands gleefully. "Oh you look great! Really rock n roll! Ooh you chose the shorts. And the fishnet top yay! Isn't it great? And converse are so comfy too." She pointed at her feet and at Mustapha's. "It's like having slippers but better because they're not as annoying as slippers. Well, I find slippers annoying." she babbled on, waving the jewelerry in her hand around absent mindedly.
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Post by Mustapha on Jan 18, 2009 20:00:49 GMT -5
Mustapha looked up and smiled. "Thankyou..." She said bashfully, she didn't necessarily agree with Alice but it was still nice to be complimented.
"I don't like slippers either..." She giggled quietly, joinging Alice on her box. She picked up a stray leather studded thingy and played with it.
"I also... um... don't like platic clothes..." She muttered, laughing in mid sentence. She remembered the sweaty, stick-to-your-skin-in-summer materials and scrunched up her nose in disgust. These clothes were so much comfier.
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Post by Ramona on Jan 19, 2009 18:51:50 GMT -5
Alice nodded, bunchies bobbing. "Those plastic clothes were horrible. There's much better stuff to make clothes out of, I dunno why they chose plastic. Plastics for pens and...bracelets and things. Oh that reminds me do you want some bracelets or a necklace or something? Or gloves? We have a lot of things."
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Post by Mustapha on Jan 19, 2009 21:52:48 GMT -5
"yes please...that is...if you don't mind..." Mustapha smiled bashfully, lowering her head a bit and raising her shoulders, trying to stiffle her giggles. She was getting to giggly and sheepish, if she didn't stop soon enough she'd be so hyper she'd probably be bouncing of the walls.
"Some of the bohemian's out there I noticed had a lot of strange clothing on...so I'm guessing they don't give a fig to what anyone else thinks?' She laughed.
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Post by Ramona on Jan 20, 2009 15:54:59 GMT -5
Alice giggled "Yeah they don't care if their colours match." she said "A lot of them still look ok...but some of them..." she broke off into giggles again. "Some of them still wear plastic, only its black and doesn't cover much of them. It's a bit rude!" Alice was over come by this point and was giggling like someone had slipped something into her orange juice.
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Post by Mustapha on Jan 20, 2009 18:14:10 GMT -5
Mustapha giggled now too, feeling more comfortable, "Oh I think I remember that ones name...uh Charlotte Church?" Mustapha said, giggling again. She was scared of the rough, leather looking bohemian but Alice's smiles and giggles seemed to be contagious.
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Post by Ramona on Jan 22, 2009 17:19:16 GMT -5
"Yeah yeah thats her!" Alice said, nodding enthusiastically and giggled some more "She looks all tough but she's not really...I heard she has a teddy bear in her room somewhere" she whispered and then laughed again. "No one is mean here really, they just like to pretend. Dunno why." she swung her legs against the box they were sat on. She liked Mustapha, she seemed really nice and it was good to see some new people at the Heartbreak.
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Post by Mustapha on Jan 22, 2009 17:40:13 GMT -5
"Well thats good to know, maybe they act tough so Global Soft is scared of them...or maybe it just gives them an edge...the girl I came with, Scaramouche, she acts mean and sarcastic a lot but I don't know why...."Mustapha shrugged.
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Post by Scaramouche on Jan 28, 2009 15:38:47 GMT -5
( I hope you guys don't mind if me and Meat join in for this thread, you know, when Scaramouche gets her makeover?)
Scaramouche frowned and bit her lip as she shuffled along the hall, being herded by Meat towards wherever the Bohemians kept all of their clothing. She still wasn't exactly sure about what was going on with these people, why she was here or even weather or not she could totally trust any of them. It seemed like Galileo had the same thoughts as her, but Mustapha seemed to fit in right away since she had been swept away to the same place she was headed with the small blond girl who's name she couldn't remember.
" I'm not so sure about this now Meat, what if nothing fits me or I look ridiculous!" she groaned, squinting slightly in the dark to try to make out the blond Scot.
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Post by Ramona on Jan 28, 2009 15:56:08 GMT -5
(fine by me ) Alice nodded. "People are like that a lot here, but they get less grumpy and nicer." she said. Pausing, she could hear voices coming down the corridor. One sounded like Meat...maybe she was bringing Scaramouche with her. That ment more outfits...fantastic! She turned back to Mustapha. "So do you think you'll be staying here then?"
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Post by Meatloaf on Jan 28, 2009 16:01:16 GMT -5
" I'm not so sure about this now Meat, what if nothing fits me or I look ridiculous! "
Meat shook her head a rolled her eyes. It was clear to her now that this girl seemed to have a lot a self esteem issues, she must have gotten mocked and hurt many times by the idiotic Ga Ga Girls and Boy Zone Clones.
" Aw come on hen, don' think like that." she sighed, reaching out to pat Scaramouche's shoulder. "We'll find something tha' will make yer look amazing!"
Meat paused at a door, grabbing the handle and turning it.
" Well, here we are!" she said cheerfully, gesturing inside. She noticed that Alice was already inside with the other new girl, Mustapha, who already looked more like a Bohemian with her new outfit. The blond Bohemian quickly stepped inside, pulling Scaramouche with her. She walked up to Mustpha, her eyes passing over the younger girl, taking in her new look.
"Well look at yer love! Yer look great! Very Rock'n'Roll!" she said, grinning.
"Ah bet this was yer handy work Alice?" she questioned, winking at the younger girl.
She continued staring at Mustapha, bitting her lip thoughtfully. " Yer look great hen, honestly... But yer hair... it's too Ga Ga!"
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Post by Scaramouche on Jan 28, 2009 16:13:14 GMT -5
" Aw come on hen, don' think like that. We'll find something tha' will make yer look amazing!"
Scaramouche sighed, fiddling with one of the red threads dangling off of her baggy black sweater.
" I guess..." she mumbled.
They continued walking down the hall in silence until Meat stopped in front of one of the doors and swinging it open.
" Well, here we are!"
Scaramouche stared around in amazement as Meat pulled her into a room filled to the brim with clothing, shoes and accessories. She blinked a few times and remembered to close her mouth when she spotted Mustapha in the room with the little blond girl who's name escapes her. Mustapha looked amazing in her new outfit, but could she say the same about herself after her makeover?
She was staring around the room in slight awe and she had bent down to pick up a strappy looking black leather... thing when she finally caught what Meat was saying to Mustapha.
" Yer look great hen, honestly... But yer hair... it's too Ga Ga!"
Scaramouche quickly dropped the bit of leather she was holding and spoke up in a low voice.
" Maybe she should get a new color." she suggested, tugging on her own purple locks.
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Post by Mustapha on Jan 29, 2009 1:32:56 GMT -5
"So do you think you'll be staying here then?"
"I sure hope so, I'd much rather stay here with you than go back on the road with the secret police eveyrwhere. And to be truthful..." She looked aorund and whipsered, cupping a hand around Alice's ear, "I am sick of hearing Scaramouche and Galileo argue non-stop!" She giggled halfway through.
"Well look at yer love! Yer look great! Very Rock'n'Roll!"
Mustapha perked up, her blonde hair flipping over her shoulder as she looked over at the two silhouettes across the room. It was clear from the bundle of hair that one was Meatloaf, the girl who had brought them here. And by the awkwardness and grumpy slouch of the other it was definately Scaramouche.
Mustapha blushed slightly, realising Meat was talking to her she fiddled with the fishnet sleeves, feeling very bashful again.
"Yer look great hen, honestly... But yer hair... it's too Ga Ga!"
She picked at the long strand of blonde locks hanging over her shoulder and twirled it around her finger, biting her lip. She blew at her fringe in frustration, Meat was right.
" Maybe she should get a new color."
Mustapha grinned at Scaramouche, noticing she was twirling her hair a little like she was. Then she thought about a new colour. "But what colour? There are so many and I have no idea what one I would pick..." She whined slightly before widening her eyes, "if its okay I got a new one of course..." She added quietly, sinking back shyly again.
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