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Hrm...well, we still need some side stories to go with it.
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Okay, think of it this way.
Let's suppose the nerd get's knocked out; he/she is actually a student, new in town, looking for a place to stay... |
...then, the russian spy is sympathetic towards the loserish nerd, and offers him/her a place to stay - forgetting that the mad cat/llama lady lives there...
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Yeah, something like that.
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The Russian dude and the nerd would be the first characters to live together. The others ones might be neighbors or could move in slightly later.
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and of course the cat/llama lady lives with them, but has to move out later because the appartment ain't big enough for three people and lord-knows-how-many-cats
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I was thinking that the lady could live next door. I mean, why would a cat/llama lady be living in the same apartment with a former Russian spy? I find this version more interesting, because the lady would be more of a mystery.
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that's true. and the cats popping up at random intervals and yowling and pouncing on people would be kind of hilarious, which is why I had the idea of that character in the first place.
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Quote: Originally posted by VladCrau
i dont mind being the girl that loses the necklace. |
[QUOTE=candiiee]that could be a funny little twist if everyone thinks they will find the necklace. anyway, after receiving their mission and the patient yelling "I'm free!!" ...[/QUOTE
or ppl find a neclace but its not the one? |
that could be useful... but doesn't exactly solve the problem of the necklace object.
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anyway, you havent icluded my character in the story at all. I'm the easy attractive girl the flirt-boy tries 2 get right? OOH OOH and actually its the flirt boy that steals the necklace????????????
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we were getting to that part. i think. :S
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ok so how does the rest of the ppl meet me?
I KNOW!!! You lot become friends and go clubing 2gether, where I work as a hostess? The flirt-boy starts (obvs) to flirt with me, and after some time he introduces me to u lot, and at first u dont like me, cos I seem a tart in love with myself, but then we become gr8 friends as u realise I'm not that bad. I am still myself slapping on a lot of heavy make up every 10 mins, but were still good friends . U like that? |
yeah, sounds good. you'll have to ask fee and vlad though, it's not really up to me.
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I know, idk, I'm just saying what I want, and its up to u whether u like it or not.
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okay. I do like it.
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That's good.
I'm so happy I can be the tart.(if others like Fee and Vlad agree) Apparently, according to my so called 'friend' I am a tart in real life. But it's 1. Only her thinking that or 2. No one else dares to agree with her to my face. |
I bet its 1.
My friend called me a slapper the other day. Blehh. |
yeah and she called me a snob too. but she's just jealous cuz ive got loads of friends and she cant keep a simple friendship.
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my friends just jealous cuz the guy she fancies likes me. and i hate him. even though he's sweet, talented, really good friend, really funny, nice, haaaaaaawt... i still hate him. phfffff, weird me.
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yeah, you ARE weird. Being myself, I would pull him straight away
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he is a short-a*** though. He'd have to stand on a chair (in fact, make that a STACK of chairs) to kiss me. eep.
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oh.....................OH WELL! He's still a boy.........
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back on topic....WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?
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