Phoebe took note of this and peeked into a room, eyes widening in shock. "Kimberly?!"
Creativity is a crime rp, anyone?
Marco looked at Ellis, "hey," he put on a smile, "cheer up."
Kimberly looked up at Phoebe. Dang it. "Ummm…………………there's a perfectly good explanation for this!" She said frantically, trying to get up.
(I think I did really good on my second piece of writing.)
(I see.)
(Hey, just randomly, can Marie deliver Phoebe's baby?)
(Just askin')
(I'd say yes, but DON't get into it.)
(it's not for what….eight months? It'll be a while)
(Sure. Also, I agree with @sTRAYKEYS. The only thing I'll be describing is pain and fear)
(it's not for what….eight months? It'll be a while)
oh yeah. it might not even happen in this rp, unless we have to skip
(I bac)
Kimberly looked up at Phoebe. Dang it. "Ummm…………………there's a perfectly good explanation for this!" She said frantically, trying to get up.
Phoebe waved Marco and Ellis in, shutting the door behind them. "Then explain."
(yay!)
(Ok. I have not been on in a while, or else I forgot if I posted anything. Whaz diz?)
(I bac)
YAY
Kimberly finally pulled herself up on her bed. "Well……………………you see……………………………….I'm not actually human."
(I bac)
YAY
(YAYAYAYAYAYAY)
(Ok. I have not been on in a while, or else I forgot if I posted anything. Whaz diz?)
huh?
Kimberly finally pulled herself up on her bed. "Well……………………you see……………………………….I'm not actually human."
"Aaaand?", Phoebe motioned for her to continue, hiding her shock.
"I'm from a kingdom called Aquarius. And…………………………………Aquarius is located in the heart of the Bermuda Triangle."
Mariko smiled, "Amazing?" she reached over and fluffed Micah's hair, "I think your hair is amazing."
"I'm from a kingdom called Aquarius. And…………………………………Aquarius is located in the heart of the Bermuda Triangle."
"The Bermuda Triangle." Phoebe's jaw went slack.
"Yup." Kimber replied, walking over to her dresser and picking up her necklace, putting it on. As soon as she did, there was a brief flash, then she was back to how they had first seen her. "Please don't tell anyone." She whispered. "I can explain it more, but it's a really long story."
"Thank you. I try." Micah grinned. "Hey, how long does this disguise last? I want my green tipped hair back."
Phoebe nodded, dazed. "Don't feel pressured to. Um, we were looking for a kitchen?"
"I guess until we're not on the run anymore." Mariko pulled at her own hair, "Frankly, I don't like being a green-eyed, tall, curly blonde American."
"Yeah, I like your original hair. It's cool." Micah stated. "You look like someone from the 1920s."
"I can take you to the kitchen." Kim said.
"Thanks."
"I'm posh." Mariko flipped her hair and laughed, "My blue hair really added to the whole crazy cyborg fugitive look, didn't it?"