Sola Lyn has a minion!

Shu Bop the Techno

coding by Angst, profile by User not found: amortentia

About

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Name: Sola Lyn
Alias: DJ Juiceboxx
Age: About 22
Gender: Female
Occupation(s): Techno/Dance DJ
Height: Short
Weight: Average
Nationality: American
Language(s): English

Personality: Outgoing, risk taker, promiscuous
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Green
Skintone: Tan-ish
Piercing(s): Ears several times, navel, eyebrow

Loves: neon colors, glowsticks, hypnotic music, any "danceable" music, "underground clubs", poetry, books
Hates: wallflowers, people who think shes uneducated, narrow minded people
RP Status: OpenFriend Status: Open

PR's Thoughts on Sola

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"I got somethin', and it goes thumpin' like this." I joke sang into her ear.

She turned to face me and giggled. Sweet Sola. Sweet perfect Sola. Well, maybe not perfect, but to me she's close enough.

"Let's go make them jealous on the dance floor." She smiled at me.

My God, her smile makes me melt. Her teeth are completely straight and as white as snow. I remember the first time that I saw that grin. A year ago I moved far away from my hometown in search of something bigger than the box I was raised in. I came here looking for art, adventure, and laughter. I found all of that, and even more, in her.

Before I knew anyone in this city of lights, I found a small cafe not far from my loft. The place looked cozy enough and the smells that emanated from it enticed me. The first time I ever entered the building, she was there. She was behind the counter making a frappa-mocha-something-with-whipped-cream-on-top-chino. As the bell softly rang, she looked up from her work.

"What can I get for ya?" She asked with that same beautiful smile.

And that's all it took. I was instantly enamored by this gorgeous creature wearing a gaudy homemade apron. I ordered coffee with milk and some random pastry that looked attractive enough. As she totaled my order, a piece of hair fell into her face. She faltered and swept the strand back into the clip that gathered the rest. Her hair. That impressive soft mane of messy curls.

I started frequenting the cafe, mostly on Thursdays, right after my Art History class at the university. We became close friends. She showed me her sketchbook full of fashion designs and told me all of her far fetched business schemes. The ones that she would complete some day. She told me about her past and confided in me her secrets and desires.

On the lighter side of things, I found out that she loves to party (almost as much as I do). She's also a guest DJ at some of the local clubs. When she spins, she's DJ Juiceboxx. It's unknown to me how she can make such a stupid name sound so good. One Saturday on a crowded dance floor, in a tangled mass of bodies and lights, I fell in love with her. Is it weird that I'm in love with my best friend, or is that the way it's supposed to happen? I'm not sure, but when her arms are around my neck, I get lost in her.

She's my candy, my nourishment. She is my drug.

Story written by Me - Kayla Mitchell, User not found: amortentia

Sola References

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Human Avatar Created by Me - User not found: amortentia

Lovely Sola art by the awesome Kupo!