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Post by observer on Apr 22, 2011 14:55:36 GMT -4
"Alright. Bo's going to need his nappy wappy anyway." Bouncy smiled, rubbing her nose against Bo's. --- Standing at the door was a rather plain looking whiteface clown girl. She had two ponytails and looked to be about Jen-Jen's age. "Hello there. I'm looking for a Ms. Jen-Jen...Is she home?" She asked, looking at a colorful clipboard. --- "Yeah." The girl smiled, nodding in agreement. "Cute kid. She looks like she'll be a real heart breaker someday." A guy said, ruffling the girl's yellow hair a bit. "She just might be one day." Fatso said as the girl blushed at the guy.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 24, 2011 11:25:39 GMT -4
"Present and accounted for" Jen-Jen said with a smile. --- Tootles giggled as a pink smile formed on the girls face, curling up as she really smiled from the attention. "Some things never change"
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Post by observer on Apr 24, 2011 13:26:36 GMT -4
"Hi, my names Lola. I'm from Clowns Monthly, and I'm working on an article about couples. Could I come in and ask you a few questions?" She asks with a smile. --- "Well sissy, looks like your enjoying being a kid again." Fatso said after the guy walked away. "But we not sistars." The girl said, raising one of her painted on eyebrows in confusion.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 24, 2011 14:55:15 GMT -4
"Sure, feel free" She said letting the friendly seeming clown into the room. --- "Are you sure about that?"Tootles asked. "I think thats' very rude of you. Fatso has taken care of you all these years, and you cant even admit she's your sister." she said tapping the child on the head.
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Post by observer on Apr 25, 2011 0:22:46 GMT -4
"Thank you." Lola smiled, spotting Jen-Jen's phone on the table. She quietly snapped her fingers, causing the phone to shut off as she took a seat. "First question, are you in a current relationship and if so how is it going so far?" She asked, snapping her fingers under the table as she looked at a phone hanging on the wall. The line connecting the phone silently fell out, leaving it so the two wouldn't be interupted so easily. --- The child looked dizzy for a moment before looking down at her feet. "I sorry sissy. Me don't wanta be mean afta all you do for me." She said, hugging Fatso. "It's okay 'Loopsy', I forgive you." Fatso giggled, honking the little girl's nose.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 25, 2011 0:37:51 GMT -4
"I am. I am dating Chuckles T. Clown, and we've been dating for...over a year now." she smiled "We are very happy." --- "I think it's time someone went home for a nappy nap." she said sprinkling dust on the child, who vanished in a puff of pink smoke.
"Home with a baby-sitter, big sis" she said, assuring Fatso her sister would be well taken care of.
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Post by observer on Apr 25, 2011 16:55:47 GMT -4
"That's great to hear." Lola smiled, writing Chuckles name down on her clipboard. "If you could change anything about him for just one day, for fun, what would you change about him?" --- "That's good. Wouldn't want my new little sis to be all alone." Fatso smiled. "Now, who should we help next?" She said, scanning the club.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 26, 2011 12:34:12 GMT -4
"Hmm, I dunno. I've never really thought about that." she said. --- "Well, we were going to make our sexy clowns over there a threesom, if I recall. We got distracted by the cutie we just made, so let's see if there's a girl perfect for them."
Across the way, a 20 year old girl swayed her hips to the music, having a good time.
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Post by observer on Apr 26, 2011 15:31:15 GMT -4
"Well why not think about it now?" Lola asked with a smile. "I'm sure there's something you'd like to change about him for a day." --- "Oooo, how about her?" Fatso asked, pointing to the girl having a time dancing.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 26, 2011 20:00:35 GMT -4
"Hmmm...well...you know there is one thing." --- "She looks perfect. Shake your booty on over there" Tootles said, slapping said booty.
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Post by observer on Apr 27, 2011 5:20:27 GMT -4
"What is it?" Lola asked with a smile, leaning in closer for Jen-Jen's answer. --- Fatso giggled as she began dancing over to the girl, swinging her hips as her body jiggled. "Hi there. Having fun?" She asked once she was dancing next to the girl.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 27, 2011 10:41:02 GMT -4
"Well, I've always wondered what he'd be like a..." she was interrupted by the sound of banging on the door.
"Jen-Jen!" Chuckles said loudly. "Are you home?!" ---- "Oh yes" she said, not really paying attention to Fatso, as she was too caught up in the music.
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Post by observer on Apr 27, 2011 14:00:06 GMT -4
"Always did have impecable timing." Lola said to herself. "Go ahead and finish your thought dear. Then we could see what your boyfriends answer to the question is." She smiled, holding her pen over the paper. --- "Are you here by yourself?" Fatso asked, noticing people were dancing near her but not with her.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 27, 2011 16:28:47 GMT -4
The door burst open and Chuckles stood there, a rage in his eyes that Jen-Jen had never seen before. "Don't write anything, hun. She's trying to trick you." --- "Yeah, my friends bailed on me, but...their loss, this place is fun. Very colorful" she said pointing at the clown patrons.
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Post by observer on Apr 28, 2011 5:17:57 GMT -4
"What's wrong Chuckles, don't want to hear what she might like to change about you?" Lola asked, acting casually as she looked over to the angry Chuckles. --- "Glad you decided to stay." Fatso smiled. "How would you like to have a free face painting? Just so your as colorful as everyone else."
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