Ready for trouble {Unitato}

Sleepy Fluttershy
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«Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm». (Winston Churchill)

Ready for trouble {Unitato} Jun 28, 2017 11:44:14 GMT -5

Post by Sleepy Fluttershy on Jun 28, 2017 11:44:14 GMT -5

Marigold Grass

Having a life which is full of different kinds of trouble is not very appealing for most people. However, as long as problems always chase me, no matter what I think about it, I am beginning to enjoy all the situations I find myself in. There is some humour in that. Every day when I go outside I smile and think what I am going to get myself into today.

Trouble is not always something that makes you feel miserable, it is often an adventure to remember. It also often helps me meet new people and build relationships. Maybe it is not that bad after all. If getting into awkward situations and always being in the wrong place at the wrong time has become my superpower, I want to embrace it instead of running from it, because trying to escape is pointless.

When I woke up this morning, the sun was shining. The day promised to be a beautiful one. However, an unpleasant surprise awaited me at the breakfast table. I found out that one of my brothers had eaten my food because he was hungry. There was nothing left, so I had to go for a walk with an empty stomach. I made an attempt to calm myself down with the thought that I had already received the daily portion of trouble and nothing else was about to happen. That didn't work well, because my grumbling insides obviously didn't think of it as a good thing.

When I went out into the street, I didn't know where to go. It is summer, which means no school. But I have no idea what to do. So I just decided to go and have a look around. Suddenly, when I heard a bird singing in a tree nearby and turned around to look at it, something heavy knocked me down on the ground and for a brief moment I could feel nothing except for a lot of pain.

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☆GABRIELLE☆

Unitato15
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I'm really lacking today.

Ready for trouble {Unitato} Jun 30, 2017 15:02:31 GMT -5

Post by Unitato15 on Jun 30, 2017 15:02:31 GMT -5

Back to the market again, she goes. Looking for paints and stickers and markers and deadly knives and, maybe even crayon.

She hadn't walked maybe even a block out of her neighborhood when it happened. She was on top of someone, somehow and her breath was knocked out.

"Ooof", Ella sorta says as she tumbles over someone. Again. For the SECOND time.

" Seriously?", she thinks to herself, "This is the second time this week I've fallen over someone. This is NOT acceptable. Future victors do NOT act this way".

Ella was supposed to be a glorious, artful winner who would some day rule the world. Or at least? In her mind she was. Perhaps it was this dream and the subsequent daydreaming that caused her to crash into this girl. Unbeknownst to Ella, this whole situation could be almost symbolic of her life. A life of dreams colliding with actual reality.

Being who she was. Ella was not only angered with herself, but at the other girl as well. For nothing other than existing in a clumsy world of course.

Oh well. She doesn't really feel like knocking this girl out or murdering her though. Not now anyway. And she really can't draw anymore attention to herself after that kidnapping and murdering incident. She grins at the memory. There's still paint on her hands.

Alrighty then, she guesses she'd better be kind as to not get on this girl's bad side. Possibly wanted criminals don't need that. Especially not, POTENTIALLY FAMOUS ONES!!!

"Oh my ripred ", she says to the fallen girl, "Are you okay?"

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Last Edit: Jun 30, 2017 21:53:03 GMT -5 by Unitato15

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Sleepy Fluttershy
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«Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm». (Winston Churchill)

Ready for trouble {Unitato} Jul 7, 2017 2:50:03 GMT -5

Post by Sleepy Fluttershy on Jul 7, 2017 2:50:03 GMT -5

Marigold Grass

When I
realize that I have been bumped into again, I feel something like
disappointment and laughter altogether bubbling in my throat. How
many times have I been through this? Why can't people just stop
trying to run through me like I am invisible? Okay, being invisible
is cool. It can keep me out of trouble when I need it, it can be fun
when I accidentally find out everyone's secrets. But not being
noticed when I am walking almost in the middle of the road in broad
daylight... Well, it is simply annoying. And I am annoyed.

Maybe I
should become a clown. I can already imagine how it would look. A
professional bumper with plenty of funny street bumping experience is
looking for a job in a nice circus to perform a play called “One
thousand and one casual bumps”. At
least no one would blame me for looking ridiculous if I had such a
job.

I try
not to show my feelings as the girl who has knocked me down
apologizes for her clumsiness. She doesn't exactly say that she is
sorry, but she asks if I am fine. Maybe it is her way of being
polite. All right, apology accepted, even though I can't hear it. At
least she can see me now. Why do most people have to discover my
presence in this world the hard way? I can't stop wondering what
makes me so hard to notice.

I am
probably taking this too seriously, but it is hard to calm down. One
of my favorite dresses is covered in dust. My elbow is bruised. It is
only a scratch, but it still doesn't look beautiful. However, I
shouldn't be too mad at the girl. She looks like a nice person. I
don't care how many times I am knocked down on the ground. If it
means that every time I make a new friend, I don't mind it. Maybe I
should make the most of this unpleasant situation. I don't get a
chance to meet new people every day. I have to act nice. I have to be
calm. I have to breathe.

After
taking a few really deep breaths, I finally speak:

“Don't
worry, I will be fine. What about you? Are you okay?”

I try
to get up without losing my balance and falling back on the ground.
The fact that I still feel dizzy after the fall isn't helping.
Finally I manage to get on my legs again. My elbow hurts a little,
but that is nothing compared to the pain in my ribs. They feel like
they've been run over by a truck. And, to be completely honest, every
single muscle in my whole body feels that way.

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☆GABRIELLE☆

Unitato15
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last seen Nov 5, 2024 21:41:42 GMT -5

I'm really lacking today.

Ready for trouble {Unitato} Jul 7, 2017 10:46:32 GMT -5

Post by Unitato15 on Jul 7, 2017 10:46:32 GMT -5

“Don't worry, I will be fine. What about you? Are you okay?”

The girl says she's fine, but Ella isn't hella sure. The girl looked about as okay as Ella when one of her colored pencils breaks. Okay, well maybe not that bad. The girl doesn't seem to want to use Ella's blood as lipstick or anything. Ella thinks that this is good but, the girl DID look like she was about to cry. And Ella hates crying (unless it is her own, self proclaimed, beautiful crying. Hair flip.)

She responds anyway.

"I'm okay. My sexiness is very difficult to puncture, you see. And pain is irrelevant unless it is dramatic"

"Like this" says Ella as she puts the back of her hand to her forehead dramatically and feigns a sigh.

Then she glances again at the somewhat pitiful girl and decides that maybe she isn't helping much. And making friends actually is something that Ella realizes she must do. If she is to achieve her goal of one day becoming a glorious victor, she must must build up a dedicated fanbase.

" But how does one do the FRIENDING?!", thinks Ella. She can't use her hotness and she didn't bring any stickers or paints or anything to put on the girl. So, she guesses she has to actually really "talk" to this gerbil. But how? What do people like to talk about?
And then she realizes: People like talking about PEOPLE!

"So what's your name?" she asks, hoping that this question will be the key to unlocking a friendship.

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Sleepy Fluttershy
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Ready for trouble {Unitato} Jul 7, 2017 12:12:01 GMT -5

Post by Sleepy Fluttershy on Jul 7, 2017 12:12:01 GMT -5

Marigold Luzerne Grass

Being nice always works on people. They enjoy being respected and admired. Acting nice is one of many ways to show admiration and respect to others and make them feel appreciated. And that is what I usually do, because I would never want to have too many enemies. It is also interesting to watch how people react to nice behaviour. Type one starts being nice too and type two freaks out. Depending on what type this girl belongs to, I will choose the level of my niceness.

"I'm okay. My sexiness is very difficult to puncture, you see. And pain is irrelevant unless it is dramatic"

As the girl goes further into explaining what dramatic pain should be like I furrow my eyebrows in surprise, just a little bit. She is neither nice nor rude and responds with something that sounds like a joke. Looks like this person is a mixed type - a very rare case, I have never gotten a chance to become close friends with such people. I know, it is probably very impolite to dissect any human's psychology and study them like a lab animal. However, I love making new friends not only because I am a sociable and loyal person, I also enjoy looking into their brain. Of course, no one has noticed it yet. And not a single one of them knows that I alter my mood and actions depending on who they are, that I have a character trait list for each and every one of them engraved into my memory.

This person's first traits on the list will be...

1) Confident
*not disturbed by the fall

2) Self-centered
*obviously enjoys showing off

3) Funny
*made a joke

I smile at the girl in front of me and try to figure out what to do next.

"So what's your name?"

All right, I have to answer quickly if I don't want to seem dumb. Judging by the girl's good sense of humor, my success with her will depend mainly on my wits and liveliness.

"Marigold Luzerne Grass or Margie or the trouble queen. Whatever name you like, really. What about you?"

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☆GABRIELLE☆

Unitato15
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I'm really lacking today.

Ready for trouble {Unitato} Jul 7, 2017 12:57:30 GMT -5

Post by Unitato15 on Jul 7, 2017 12:57:30 GMT -5

Ella Tracy, only daughter of the Tracy family, Career wannabe and psycho artist extraordinaire, arched up her brows in surprise. After seeing the girl so easily injured by Ella's lithe body, she had made her out to be a weakling who's only use was to gain potentially useful PR. But then...

"Marigold Luzerne Grass or Margie or the trouble queen. Whatever name you like, really. What about you?"

Ella hadn't been ready for that . The trouble queen? Was this girl sassing her? Or did "Margie" truly believe that she was the master of all things dangerous? Either way, Ella was intrigued. She was starting to respect this brunette. She was beginning to feel.... INTIMIDATED.

"I'm Ella Tracy, the genius artist, future victor and the potential leading female sex symbol that all the boys and girls of Panem will slobber over... and have I mentioned my badass murder and kidnapping skill?" , she responded, with hair flips, nail inspecting and dramatic hand positions scattered throughout, making sure to really emphasize the murder and kidnapping as the fabulous things she believed they were.

Ella was putting on a show for this girl, this "trouble queen". Whatever that is. She was hoping to show her up or maybe impress her. Her guts had weird feelings in them and pondering why lead to a question.

Ella added," and, don't mind me for asking but, why do you call yourself the 'trouble queen'?".

She watched the girl then, waiting for her to react and to respond. She was almost interested in what the girl had to say about this. Perhaps this is what making friends feels like? She considered this. But does she even want friends? For anything other then reputation? Ego support? Maybe she does. Maybe not. But either way, she would never admit to anything. Feelings have never really been her thing.
.

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Sleepy Fluttershy
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Ready for trouble {Unitato} Jul 11, 2017 1:55:07 GMT -5

Post by Sleepy Fluttershy on Jul 11, 2017 1:55:07 GMT -5

"I'm Ella Tracy, the genius artist, future victor and the potential leading female sex symbol that all the boys and girls of Panem will slobber over... and have I mentioned my badass murder and kidnapping skill?"

4) Narcissistic

*hair flips

5) Drama queen

*lots of theatrical gestures

Note: Celf-centered and confident - confirmed.

All right, her name is Ella. She has a strange sense of humor though. The way she talks about murder and kidnapping makes me feel that she is actually being serious about it. Of course, I am not always right about it, but my gut rarely makes mistakes and it is telling me that the "murder and kidnapping skills" part didn't sound like a joke at all. It was not a joke. I don't think she is a murderer, though. Theoretically, she could be one, but I don't think it would make sense. Why would a pretty girl kill someone? All right, I am confused, but I don't want to admit it. Confusion is a dangerous thing. If I am not sure about something, I can't be sure about everything else. I have to make a decision... All right, I will trust my gut. Maybe this girl has just returned from the detention center where she was sent for murder, even though she doesn't look like it.

6) Criminal

*murderer and kidnapper

7) An open book

*not afraid to talk about her awful crimes

I can remove those things from the list anyway, if I find out that she was joking after all.

"And, don't mind me for asking but, why do you call yourself the 'trouble queen'?"

Another question. And an interesting one. All right, I will answer it.

"Wherever I go, trouble always finds me. In fact, I usually get into so much trouble that it has become my life. It is actually a lot of fun."

Maybe that answer wasn't very impressive. The mixed type person needs to hear jokes more often. However, I can't think of anything else to say. That makes my position a little unstable, but I will have to deal with it.

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☆GABRIELLE☆