May 13, 1985

[firstcapital]

[Note: Pretend that it's Thursday...I'm posting this now before I forget to do so tomorrow.]
"Gerri Bostic lost all her material possessions 25 years ago when police dropped a bomb on her block, killing five children and six adult members of the militant group MOVE and incinerating 61 row homes

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[theinlet]

[ she's exploring and you look so terribly familiar, seeing as you bought half the real estate on her beaches, so have an opal lurking in your doorway. ]
Hiya~

[firstcapital]

Hey...can I help you?

[theinlet]

[ she takes a step out of the doorway. ]
N-no. I was just walking by...

[firstcapital]

I see...you got cool hair, never seen anyone with that color.

[theinlet]

[ she twists her fingers through a strand. ]
Oh thanks...uhm it used to be orange. I don't really know how it got this color, but I guess I like it.

[firstcapital]

It's cool, I mean I used to see people with brightly colored hair on South Street back home. But never purple, lots of pinks and neon greens though.
I don't think we ever met; I'm Josh...or Philly.

[theinlet]

[ she folds her arms across her chest. ]
I know you...or should I say I know of you would be the best term I think.
[ she smiles. ]
I'm Opal or Ocean City...or O.C. whatever~

[firstcapital]

Ocean city...like Jersey Ocean City?

[theinlet]

[ so insulted. you have no idea. mostly because they're complete polar opposites and the jersey o.c. stole her number one spot on the top ten beaches list. curses! ]

No.

[firstcapital]

Sorry, t-that's kinda th only one I'm familiar with. [He may hate Jersey with a passion, but he loves their beaches. All because PA lacks beaches :C]

[theinlet]

[ still fuming. her mary-like anger growing. must keep control. ]

It's...fine. No, I'm the Maryland one.

[firstcapital]

[He laughs.]

Ooooh, you're Baltiwhore's sister...sweet.
Are you any awesomeer than her?

[theinlet]

[ she nods laughing slightly. ]
Yeahhh, I'd like to think I'm a lot more tame then my mom and sisters...for the most part.

[firstcapital]

If you ain't nothin' like her, then I'm sure we'll get along just---[It then clicks, this is that Opal. The one Mary was bitching about. he grows silent.]

[theinlet]

[ she just stands there feeling a little odd with that sudden silence. plus that sentence wasn't finished hnng. pet peeve. ]

Oh yeah...I'm really easy to get along with... [ yep. awkward. ]

[firstcapital]

Fine...just fine, get along just fine. [He laughs.] Well it's nice to meet you Opal...were you up to anything special?
Or just meandering?