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WHO: Dick and Onyx!
WHERE: SOMEWHERE IN THE CITY starting near Central Park as always... Onyx, get a job. Or at least hang out somewhere else sometimes.
WHEN: Backdated to shortly after Dick's post!
WARNINGS: None!
SUMMARY: Exclamation marks!! Onyx realizes that motorcycles are probably cool, and Dick happens to have one.
FORMAT: quick!
[ Onyx is, for once, not lounging on a bench! She's picked her fat ass up to go lean against a lamppost instead, with arms folded over her chest and a semi-interested eye cast over each nice vehicle that passes. One of these days she's going to have to get one for herself. One of the black ones, she likes those.
And when a motorcycle passes by without slowing, and she gets her first real look at one (she'd never paid attention before), she wonders suddenly if the skirt/tanktop combination is perhaps a bad choice for today. Hmmm. Well, too late to kill someone else for their clothes, she has her outfit for the day. ]
WHERE: SOMEWHERE IN THE CITY starting near Central Park as always... Onyx, get a job. Or at least hang out somewhere else sometimes.
WHEN: Backdated to shortly after Dick's post!
WARNINGS: None!
SUMMARY: Exclamation marks!! Onyx realizes that motorcycles are probably cool, and Dick happens to have one.
FORMAT: quick!
[ Onyx is, for once, not lounging on a bench! She's picked her fat ass up to go lean against a lamppost instead, with arms folded over her chest and a semi-interested eye cast over each nice vehicle that passes. One of these days she's going to have to get one for herself. One of the black ones, she likes those.
And when a motorcycle passes by without slowing, and she gets her first real look at one (she'd never paid attention before), she wonders suddenly if the skirt/tanktop combination is perhaps a bad choice for today. Hmmm. Well, too late to kill someone else for their clothes, she has her outfit for the day. ]