Sue-mun/crack/Bar

Apr 21, 2009 15:20

Gods and higher powers help you all.

Emily's been turned into a Mary Sue.

She sits at one end of the bar, foot propped up on the stool, nibbling on a piece of chocolate cake, and playing with a little stone sculpture.

crack, pyth's fault, invasion of the muns

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velvet_fangs April 21 2009, 23:00:51 UTC


It's the hair that catches Peahen's attention.

"...Seriously? Seriously."

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e_mily April 21 2009, 23:11:04 UTC
She turns slightly, appearing momentarily confused. One delicate eyebrow arches, and then she appears to remember.

"Oh, Peahen! Hi!" The shiny thing gets tucked away in a fist. "Is everything alright?"

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velvet_fangs April 21 2009, 23:14:45 UTC
"...Emily?"

You wouldn't think her eyebrows could go higher. You'd be wrong.

"Your, uh." She settles on a single talking point after a few seconds' thought. "Your hair's grown."

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e_mily April 21 2009, 23:25:31 UTC
Her eyes roll upward, as though attempting to look at the hair while still attached to her head.

"Has it? I'm surprised you could tell, with it being up." It seems like she has no clue as to why Peahen is disturbed. "You must be very good at judging things."

She waves her hand, gesturing toward the cake sitting on the bar. "Have some cake?"

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jaidenkiwi April 24 2009, 03:38:42 UTC
The kitchen door swings open, and a mohawked chef emerges with a devil's food cake crowned with 22 blazing candles. The chef notices her friend's gleaming, gorgeous hair, but chooses to wait to compliment it after a round of song. She gathers all the bar's guests and leads a song to Emily, or EmilySue, "Happy birthday to you!..."

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