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Post by Fel on Sept 11, 2011 21:25:37 GMT -5
"Asking if it's normal for girls to be so upbeat isn't really sexist." Sheer says while examining one of his leather bracelets. "It wasn't meant as an insult." Robin smacks him lightly on the back of the head.
"Are all guys so gloomy? Don't stereotype." She laughs. "And yeah, I guess it's getting kind of cold for september. Weird since it's normally so warm here. But I wouldn't expect snow!"
When Brooke started talking about how Robin is supposed to choose the next dare she bites her lip. "I don't really know any good dares." She mumbles. Sheer rolls his eyes and whispers something in her ear. He doesn't notice, but he blushes when he does that and fiddles with the sleeves of her jacket.
"Okay, I've got one." Robin says. Sheer leans back and disappears, only to return a in a few seconds with a few suspicious-looking spray bottles in his hands. "You've got to let Sheer dye your hair. It's only temporary and it'll come out in a day or two, so don't worry." Sheer struggles not to grin like the evil person he is.
"Promise I won't make you look to horrific." He says solemnly.
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Post by Misty on Sept 12, 2011 0:40:03 GMT -5
April blinked in surprise at the dare. Then, she forcivly plastered on a look of mock-horror, and covered her hair with her hands protectively. "No, not my hair! Not my beautiful red hair!" she whimpered. Suddenly her expression changed from terrified to happy and she laughed, "Well, people already think I dye my hair, so I guess it doesn't matter. Just not the color green, okay?" She had always wanted to dye her hair, but since her hair was pretty curly, she hadn't actually followed through and dyed it, since she had felt lazy whenever the idea popped into her mind. Well, now was her chance to have dyed hair, and it WAS a dare, so she wasn't gonna weasel her way out of it. She just hoped Sheer would do a decent job, so she wouldn't look like a total lunatic walking through the halls tomorrow. April shrugged off her jacket and placed it on the bench beside her, and removed her necklace so it wouldn't get stained. "Alright, do your worst, Sheer. Just don't get any dye on my shirt, or I'm afraid I would have to rip your head off." She laughed again.
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Post by waterfall on Sept 13, 2011 17:32:02 GMT -5
Brooke's jaw dropped at the dare, but then giggled at the thought. She couldn't imagine April without her vibrant red hair, but they said it would only be a temporary change. She wondered what color but didn't have that big of an imagination. She also wondered what would happen if she dyed her own brown hair a different color. The thought was actually quite intriguing, but she wouldnt put this task on her to do list. She twirled her long curly hair and looked at the ends of it glimmer in the sun. She was fond of her color but it was somewhat mundane. She shrugged off the thought. "wellllll what color?" she interrogated, "or is it a surprise?" She was teaming with eagerness.
Brooke was surprised by April's fierceness in the comment about dye on her shirt. she was really afraid because she understood it as a joke, but it was still an ugly picture. Someone's head getting ripped off. Her thoughts then returned to what color April's hair was going to be dyed. Her opinion was that her hair be dyed royal blue or just plain blue. Or even rainbow! The possibilities were practically endless. Every color and what shade and even how many colors! She slowly got more excited with anticipation she was practically bouncing.
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Post by Fel on Sept 14, 2011 19:43:38 GMT -5
Sheer pulls a piece of gum out of his back pocket and chews on it while he thinks. "Uh... I dunno. I'll decide as it goes." He shrugs and starts picking through the cans methodically, every once in the while shaking a few to make sure their full. "Is this an ugly color?" He asks Robin, holding up a can that sprays rust-red color.
"No. But she already has red hair." Robin shrugs.
"Right." He tosses the can behind his back, somehow managing to thick it exactly into the center of a nearby trash can. "How many colors?"
"Why are you asking me? You're the hair-stylist person." Robin growls.
Sheer chuckles. "Is that how you think of me? Oh, April, I won't get anything on your shirt. If you don't trust me, though, you can always take it off." He had meant it as a joke but he said it while he was looking through the hair dye so it came out serious-sounding.
Robin punches him in the arm. "He doesn't mean that. Sheer actually doesn't like girl." She grins evilly at Brooke and April. She actually didn't know that for sure, but Sheer had never dated anyone as far as she knows, no matter how much he pretended to be a perv.
Sheer doesn't even look up, he puts two cans aside and then throws both of them in the trash can. "...like girls." He mumbles, absolutely not paying attention. Then he looks up. "Alright, come here red-head chick. I need to do this properly so no one will say that I can't dye hair properly. Jeesh... wouldn't that be pathetic." He grimaces at the ground.
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(note: Sheer actually likes girl, a lot, Robin's just making assumptions.  )
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Post by Misty on Sept 14, 2011 21:48:11 GMT -5
(nice emoticon PACMAN! Pacman sounds a lot like Batman. Nananananananana BATMAN!) "Red hair dye won't look very different from red hair." April said, pointing out the obvious. April tried not to let show how much the shirt commented bugged her, and she resisted a grimace. Instead, she attempted to snicker at the joke. "Sorry, Sheer. Hate to disappoint you, but I have a boyfriend, so I won't be taking off my shirt anytime soon." Her words came out uneven though, as if she was suddenly very cautious about talking to Sheer. He had been joking, right? She worried. Of course he was, idiot, don't be so sensitive! April thought fiercely. She shook off her anxiety and laughed at Robin's comment. "Don't like girls, Sheer? That's new, I don't think I've ever met a guy your age who's doesn't like girls." When he beckoned to her to come over, she pranced over to him. "Alright, Mr. Hair-stylist. Go ahead and alter my hair color." She chirped. April ran her fingers through her hair anxiously as she waited for Sheer to color her hair. She tried to distract herself from the earlier discussion by thinking about what color he would condem her hair to. Word Count: 217 |
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Post by waterfall on Sept 15, 2011 17:44:23 GMT -5
Brooke giggled, watching their conversation from her seat on the ground. She was easily amused. Humming to a random tune, she looked at each person as they were speaking to each other, reacting apropriately to each comment. She had concluded that she wouldn't dye her hair. She was fond of her easy curls and brown hair. The thought of streaks was a different matter all together. She bounced up from her seat. "Hey, hey, hey Sheeeer..." she called, poking him in the arm. "After you do April's hair, could you put a blue streak in mine?" She looked up at him like he really was a hair stylist. "Pweaaaaaaaaaaaaaase", she pleaded. She then turned to Robin, "Don't you think it's a good idea?" she then turned to April, listening for her opinion. "Sheer could just do your hair blue!!!" She exclaimed. "Do you like the color blue April?" She didn't want to demand anything that wasn't favorable. "I just adore that color! Whatever the shade, I just adore it!" She smiled at all of them, thinking it was the greatest idea she ever had. She was a naive little girl, even for her being younger than all of them. The trait was something that amused her at times, but disappointed her at others. She has learned to laugh about it though, which is definitely a trait she's proud of. At this point, she was singing "blue blue blue blue what a wonderful color! blue blue blue blue!" and skipping circles around her friends. She wasn't aware of how foolish she looked. She was only aware of how much fun she was having.
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Post by Fel on Sept 19, 2011 18:06:47 GMT -5
(-laugh- okay)
Sheer analyzes Brooke's hair for a moment. He shrugs. "Whatever, I don't mind." He kind of wishes that Robin had been able to come up with a dare that hadn't required so much work for him. Then the white-haired teenager pushes the thought out of his mind and moves so he's sitting behind April. "Hold still or it'll look screwed up." He commands, not really bothering to show her what colors he's using. He had figured that it would be nice to use two colors, black and purple. For the sake of it really being a dare he didn't want to just die it pink or some other boring color. This would look more interesting, one side dark purple, the other black. It might even look good.
For a few minutes he works the dye through her hair, making sure to get every part. Then he sits down, finished. "Wait about ten minutes, then go shower all the dye out. After that it'll be good." He promises, excited to see what it'll look like despite himself.
Robin smiles at Brooke and then laughs at her enthusiasm. "It is a nice color, isn't it? It's the color of water and the sky and sometimes the frosting on cookies.
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