give 'em hell, kid

sage, like the spice. 19 years old. vegan activist. you're gonna know me, and you're gonna like it.

[thetrueheartbreaker]

"I think I tried it once at a party. It came right back up."

[oldestfoster]

"Must'a been cooked wrong. You don't know good tofu until you try my tofu."

[thetrueheartbreaker]

Acelynn chuckled. “Wouldn’t be my first choice, but whatever. Tofu it is.”

[oldestfoster]

"Everyone says that. Ever tried tofu?"

[thetrueheartbreaker]

"Sooo… I’m going grocery shopping, this place is a foodless wasteland. Would you like me to get you anything?"

[oldestfoster]

"Tofu would be great, thanks!"

[daughterdeath]

She’s a dead girl, who was all cut up and now she’s all stitched together — like a dolly, only she’s a ghost, and she’s really tiny.

[oldestfoster]

"        Where are your parents, little one?"

[thecoolestkatintown]

A Kat, huh? We’re gonna need to get you some plaid, a guitar, and a latte cup.

Ooh, maybe like a t-shirt with a ufo on it? I have a few, you can borrow one from me if you want.

[oldestfoster]

"...I don't get it."

[oldestfoster]

"Speaking of Halloween costumes... got any ideas? For me, I mean. All I can think of is a cat."

[autumnclarke]

This makes absolutely no sense…

…What do you want?

[oldestfoster]

"What makes no sense?"

[biancat4]

[wildhxart-deactivated20141020]

      ❝ Well, if you aren’t not going to drink it

             I will. ❞

[oldestfoster]

''I'm gonna call your bluff on that one, babe.''

[peytonswatching-blog]

What about a black cat? No, maybe a witch. Is a ghost too cliche? 

[oldestfoster]

"Those are all pretty overdone."

[obi-returns-through-the-wat-blog]

"I find that only slightly offensive. I’m only 32," she brushed a piece of hair behind her ear and then furrowed her brow. "Unless you count the years I’ve been dead. Then I’d be 93."

[oldestfoster]

"Yeah, after 30, it gets a little weird to be hangin' with college kids."

"How drunk are you? Damn."

[lovelybrokenbarbie-deactivated2]

    Honestly. Though I believe that goes for every dense-headed person in this town. I solely asked you how you were — no extra detail was necessary, now was it? Did not think so. Hahaha — you? No party ever starts until you step into the room? Ahaha — how laughable.

[oldestfoster]

"Touche. Whatever. Yeah, me. I'm the life of the party."

[obi-returns-through-the-wat-blog]

"That’s a fair point," Obi nodded and sat up. "Sorry. I’m Obi." 

[oldestfoster]

"Hi? Uh, aren't you a little old for this scene?"

[poltergeistisms]

Remaining silent for the time being, the little poltergeist had her gaze dead set on the blonde — a distant, lifeless glare clear in her eyes. With the sudden and subtle lift of her chin, Samantha sent a wave of energy to the window. Their surroundings grew cold, and the window itself pounded as if something had been shoved against it in a violent manner. “Get… away…” the girl lowered her head, causing her choppy bangs to fall over her eyes, though her grit teeth and clenched fists were enough to show that she wasn’t in the mood for strangers to be lingering near her place of death.

[oldestfoster]

[The wind around Sage seemed to change, and the brunette's big eyes burned holes in the blonde's skin. She shuffled away from the sudden noise quickly, standing beside the stranger. An unfitting smile graced her lips] "What the hell was that? That was so... freaky!"

[eatlovelycassie-blog]

[lovelybrokenbarbie-deactivated2]

    Well why would anyone ever do that? Oh hon, I only asked how you were — not your whole entire backstory. Wait — what the hell? There’s a party going on without me?— Those bitches. ♪ No party ever really starts until I step into the room. Truth be told.

[oldestfoster]

"Some people are stupid enough to believe the rumors and be scared of them. Hon? I didn't give you any insight at all into my backstory, I just told you how I was. Huh    I wonder why. And I think you've got yourself confused with, well, me."

[lovelybrokenbarbie-deactivated2]

    Oh, I see now… you’re that one girl that lives next to the Murder House. Oh hi! I’m Barbie. How are you? ♪

[oldestfoster]

"Finally, someone who doesn't say that like it's a bad thing. I'm fine, aside from the fact that no taxi's will take me to aforementioned Murder House, so now I have to walk to the party all the way from town."