Perfectionist Lilac by septyss-moved
Did the plot generator again. here:
Lilac was thinking about Disaster again. Disaster was a ruthless knight with strong paws and sturdy eyes.
Lilac walkked over to the window and reflected on her windy surroundings. She had always loved damp Manchester with its lovely, loopy lakes. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel sad.
The she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the ruthless figure of Disaster.
Lilac gulped. She glanced at her own reflection.
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20 Sep, 2015, 1:18 am
((Cont...)
She glanced at her own reflection. She was a perfectionist, graceful, tea drinker with blue gray paws and brown ((Blue!!)) eyes. Her friends saw her as a brawny ((light)), breezy ballerina. Once, she had helped a knowing scarf cross the road.
But not even a perfectionist person who had once helped a knowing scarf cross the road, was prepared for what Disaster had in store today.
The cloudy teased like swimming dogs, making Lilac angry. Lilac grabbed a silky scarf that had been strewn nearby; she messaged it with her paws.
As Lilac stepped outside and Disaster came closer, she could see the hungry glint in his eyes.
Disaster glared with all the wrath of five thousand six hundred sixty-one hot tempered wasteful wolves. He said, in a hushed tones, "I hate you and I want revenge."
Lilac looked back, even more angry and still fingering the silky scarf."Disaster, you must think I was born yesterday," she replied.
((Cont...))
20 Sep, 2015, 1:27 am
((Cont...))
They looked at eachother with irritable feelings, like two better, bitter bears pacing at a very neurotic accident, which had flute playing in the background and two thoughtless uncles to the beat.
Lilac studied Disaster's strong paws and sturdy eyes. Eventually, she took a deep breath."I'm sorry," began Lilac in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't hate you Disaster."
Disaster looked shocked, his emotions raw like a blue-eyed, bad blade.
Lilac could actually hear Disaster's emotions shatter into nine-thouand five hundred thirty eight pieces. Then the ruthless knight hurried away into the distance.
Not even a cup of tea would calm Lilac's nerves tonight.
THE END.
I should do more of these. :U
20 Sep, 2015, 2:18 am
Oooh, that's a cool story! :D