|This is my character Kat|
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Name: Call me Kat, but my real name starts with an A
Relationship Status: SOOO Single, but not willing to mingle
DA Family!!! (still adding)
My Epic Middle Sister (also stalker)
Zombie Loving cousin
MAH FLUFFIEH DRAGUN GAL
Rat duodenum's older sister
secret duck bubble buddie
Super fabulous gay older sister
Tiger Elf Prince
As much as I love you, I do have a knife in my hand right now. You might wanna step back.
Moments of sadly being a human:
Early June 2014
My Mom: MY COOTIES ARE FULL OF AWESOMESAUCE, GLITTER, AND RAINBOWS!!!
My Grandma: What is awesomesauce and where do I get it?
My Dad: *driving*
Stupid Bird: *flys right in front of car so we almost hit it*
Me: GAH! Stupid birds are stupid!!
June 13 2014
Me: *hiking with Dylan*
Something in Forest: *shuffle noises*
Dylan: FOREST! Calm down!
a few minutes later
Something in forest: *louder shuffle*
Dylan: DAMMIT FOREST! CALM YOURSELF DOWN!! *picks up rock, throws it*
Dylan and Me: Well that didn't do anything
June 13 2014
Still hiking with Dylan
Dylan: Hey? What are these? *Points to two huge concrete pillars aside of trail*
Me: I don't know... There is nothing telling us, like the thing with the Lime Kiln.
Dylan: can you go inside?
Me: I don't think so.
Dylan: *Runs around behind them*
Dylan: *finds it is nothing but a big concrete block* Huh... *jumps onto piece of fallen concrete next to it to look and the top* Oh, there is something inside... sorta.
Me: *jumps up to and struggles to look inside (is short)* Yeah, that hollow.
Dylan: I wonder what it was a part of.... *turns around* Oh! Look another trail!!
Me: Dylan that's not part of the real trail...
Dylan: Doesn't that make it better?
Me: No, not with poison ivy all over.
Dylan: Oh that, I think I'm immune. Come on!
Me: Lovely for you, but I'm not. I've had it before and it sucks.
Dylan: It's a minor thing. *walks up the not trail trail*
Me: *stays behind*
Dylan: Welp *comes back* there is nothing back there
Me: Ha! Told' ya.
Dylan: I bet you the next group that was behind us are going to go there.
Me: Why? You can't even see it from the trail...
Me: resting with Dylan on a bench.
Dylan: *looking at phone* Dammit! Brandon don' broke the panda bear! He don' fucked up.
Me: *laughs* Hey that family still hasn't caught up, and we've been here a while.
Dylan: They dead.
Me: Yup. *finds bug on shirt* GASP!
Me: *lets beetle crawl on hand* He's so cute!! I shall call him Philburt!!!
Philburt: *crawls all over my hand*
Me: Hi Philburt! How are you doing? I just love the color of your back!
Dylan: You're talking to a bug...
Dylan: You're a little weird you know that?
June 13 2014
Dylan: *driving me home, comes to a four way intersection where all other 3 lanes have a stop sign, but us, so keeps going*
Bitch Lady: *comes from opposite lane, like an idiot*
Dylan: THE FUCK?!?! What the hell are you doing?!?!?
Bitch Lady: *honks horn*
Dylan and bitch lady: *Keeps waiting in fear of other going, both try and leave at same time again, both break*
Dylan: Fuck you I'm going!!
Bad drivers ahead of us: *drive badly*
Dylan: *Throws out random insults, drives past them when they all turn* FUCK YOU! *flips them all off* Okay, all good now.
Me: I'm glad you do that, i know a lot of people who would still be pounding their fists on the steering wheel and yelling.
Dylan: *Mockingly* I so mad gaaaahhh *hits steering wheel repeatedly*
Horn: honk honk honk honk
Horses in fenced area we pass: *run away*
Texting on August 1, 2014
Me: Oh, another storm!! Don't accidentally piss yourself!! Get inside!!
Banana: Haha, I'm not in *insert le town we live in* I'm in *insert bigger town about 20min away*lol
Me: AAWWWWWWWWW, but Bananaka!!!
Banana: I know!! Blow it this way.
Me: Haaaaapphheeewwwww hhaaaapppphheewww, its not working!!!! D:
Me: Here, ill let you know what happens! There is thunder rumbling right now. It stopped now. Its raining a little. Or should I go more in depth??
The scarlet pelt of a small squirrel darts quickly across the pale grey of the driveway, and a chaotic wind sweeps through the old branches of a sturdy crimson maple, releasing thousands of beads of water to fall down every leaf it can on its frenzied path to collide with the ground. There it will be soaked up and forgotten along with the broken dreams of millions.
Banana: Wow. Much depth. Wow. I can't even.