Check yourself out
From Create Your Own Story
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[[Head for the car|Let Will know you're ready to head home.]] | [[Head for the car|Let Will know you're ready to head home.]] | ||
| - | + | <table width="100%"> | |
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| + | <td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b> | ||
| + | </td></tr> | ||
| + | <tr> | ||
| + | <td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Health | ||
| + | </td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> Perfectly Healthy | ||
| + | </td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> Condition: | ||
| + | <p><i>A little tired</i> | ||
| + | </p> | ||
| + | </td></tr> | ||
| + | <tr> | ||
| + | <td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Mental State | ||
| + | </td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Perfectly sane | ||
| + | </td></tr> | ||
| + | <tr> | ||
| + | <td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Day | ||
| + | </td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> 0 | ||
| + | </td></tr></table> | ||
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[[Category: Destruction of the First Daughter]] | [[Category: Destruction of the First Daughter]] | ||
Current revision as of 16:49, 19 October 2017
You run your fingers through your curly, fiery hair, pushing it back out of your face. No matter what you do, your hair has a will of its own and always wants to conform to thick, luscious curls. You sort it out and make yourself look a little bit more presentable after a long day of shaking hands and sharing smiles.
You run your hands over your soft, unblemished face, happy to see that your eyes look much less tired than they feel. Your mascara and eyeliner are still on point, so you see no need for a top-up, but you do reach into your bag for your lipstick to give your plump, kissable lips another coat of heartbreak red. You blow yourself a kiss and smack your lips, causing you to grin a little. You look great and you know it.
You step back from the mirror and examine your clothing. You wear a black faux-leather jacket over your white dress, which ends just above your knees. The dress isn't supposed to be tight, but it does cling perfectly to your curvy hips, chest and rear while remaining breezy around the hem. Under the dress you wear black stockings and suspenders on your legs, coupled with a matching set of black, lacy underwear, each ornamented with a little pink bow. On your feet you wear a simple pair of dolly shoe slip-ons. You never were a fan of heels. A gold locket with a picture of your late mother in it graces your neck, an heirloom in the making. You have a pair of diamond earrings in your ears.
Give your boyfriend a call. Let him know you'll be home in a short while.
Let Will know you're ready to head home.
| Status | ||
| Health | Perfectly Healthy | Condition:
A little tired |
| Mental State | Perfectly sane | |
| Day | 0 | |
