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Zazi has a minion!
Still the Petit
Still the Petit
Zazi
Legacy Name: Zazi
The Sweetheart Kumos
Owner: glass
Age: 9 years, 6 months, 2 weeks
Born: October 21st, 2014
Adopted: 9 years, 6 months, 2 weeks ago
Adopted: October 21st, 2014
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
partial profile coding by thoughtful /// everything else by glass
Is anybody listening?
name Elle Azazi
goes by Zazi
age Your age
birthdate April 1
orientation Straight
height 5'4"
build Slender
hair Dirty blonde
eyes Brown
skin Anemic
attire Summer types
"Maybe it's like this, Max –– you know how, when you are working on a long and ordered piece, all sorts of bright and lovely ideas and images intrude. They have no place in what you are writing, and so if you are young, you write them in a notebook for future use. And you never use them because they are sparkling and alive like colored pebbles on a wave-washed shore. Its impossible not to fill your pockets with them. But when you get home, they are dry and colorless. Id like to pin down a few while they are still wet." – John Steinbeck
will this bee useful idkay
"Maybe it's like this, Max –– you know how, when you are working on a long and ordered piece, all sorts of bright and lovely ideas and images intrude. They have no place in what you are writing, and so if you are young, you write them in a notebook for future use. And you never use them because they are sparkling and alive like colored pebbles on a wave-washed shore. Its impossible not to fill your pockets with them. But when you get home, they are dry and colorless. Id like to pin down a few while they are still wet." – John Steinbeck
"Maybe it's like this, Max –– you know how, when you are working on a long and ordered piece, all sorts of bright and lovely ideas and images intrude. They have no place in what you are writing, and so if you are young, you write them in a notebook for future use. And you never use them because they are sparkling and alive like colored pebbles on a wave-washed shore. Its impossible not to fill your pockets with them. But when you get home, they are dry and colorless. Id like to pin down a few while they are still wet." – John Steinbeck
"Maybe it's like this, Max –– you know how, when you are working on a long and ordered piece, all sorts of bright and lovely ideas and images intrude. They have no place in what you are writing, and so if you are young, you write them in a notebook for future use. And you never use them because they are sparkling and alive like colored pebbles on a wave-washed shore. Its impossible not to fill your pockets with them. But when you get home, they are dry and colorless. Id like to pin down a few while they are still wet." – John Steinbeck
It's a campus event
"Maybe it's like this, Max –– you know how, when you are working on a long and ordered piece, all sorts of bright and lovely ideas and images intrude. They have no place in what you are writing, and so if you are young, you write them in a notebook for future use. And you never use them because they are sparkling and alive like colored pebbles on a wave-washed shore. Its impossible not to fill your pockets with them. But when you get home, they are dry and colorless. Id like to pin down a few while they are still wet." – John Steinbeck
"Maybe it's like this, Max –– you know how, when you are working on a long and ordered piece, all sorts of bright and lovely ideas and images intrude. They have no place in what you are writing, and so if you are young, you write them in a notebook for future use. And you never use them because they are sparkling and alive like colored pebbles on a wave-washed shore. Its impossible not to fill your pockets with them. But when you get home, they are dry and colorless. Id like to pin down a few while they are still wet." – John Steinbeck
"Maybe it's like this, Max –– you know how, when you are working on a long and ordered piece, all sorts of bright and lovely ideas and images intrude. They have no place in what you are writing, and so if you are young, you write them in a notebook for future use. And you never use them because they are sparkling and alive like colored pebbles on a wave-washed shore. Its impossible not to fill your pockets with them. But when you get home, they are dry and colorless. Id like to pin down a few while they are still wet." – John Steinbeck
Pet Treasure
Antique Blonde Arm Chair
Antique Blonde Cameo Settee
Antique Blonde Chaise Lounge
Antique Blonde Fainting Couch
Antique Blonde Parlor Settee
Antique Blonde Side Chair
Antique Blonde Daybed