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Anonymous Tue 16 Jul 2024 20:36:41 No.67451384 Report
Quoted By: >>67451577 >>67452035 >>67453133
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Let's try a little role reversal.
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Anonymous Tue 16 Jul 2024 21:57:13 No.67453133 Report
Quoted By: >>67453160 >>67453269 >>67453636
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"Oh, hey Mia."
>The blonde parasaur hadn't noticed the presence until her wheelchair had been stopped by a ratty looking sneaker.
>She looked up slowly to gaze at the girl who had stopped her. Up, and up, and up, until she was staring directly into the piercing gaze of Olivia. Her eyes were lidded, a lazy smile etched on her flat snout. Neither spoke for a good, long while. She's been acting weird lately.
"...What."
"C'mon, Mia. Don't be a bitch, I just want to say hi before you *ran* off. Heard it was your birthday when I was walkin' by Ben."
>Bullshit.
"So? I didn't really think you cared about that sort of thing, Olivia."
>Another smile as the gator leans down. Mia can feel her heart beat faster. This asshole is up to something, and she knows it. She's never this nice.
>Calm down, Mia. Remember your exercises. Count to ten. Nothing good comes from picking a fight with bullies. You know that.
"Didn't I say you could call me 'Livy earlier? I figured you could use a little cheer-up today. Y'know, a 'Happy Birthday' message. I of all people should know how lonely you get."
>Mia's brow furrows - just an instant before she can calm herself. Olivia's smile's getting wider. That smug bitch saw it. God she fucking hates her. She hate that stupid fucking asshole.
>On her part, Olivia looks to the treeline, sighing. Putting on a melancholic air as she leans against the railing of the wheelchair access ramp.
"Yeah, I really do feel sorry for you, Mia. Loootta stuff stacked against you-"
"-Oh for Raptor Jesus' sake, it's half past three! Let me go home!"
>Mia bites her tongue. Why the FUCK did I say that!?
>Olivia whips over to the parasaur. Mia can see real anger in that glare. The 'How dare you' anger. The 'Who do you think you are' anger. The 'Impudent little paraplegiosaur bitch' anger. It always comes when she opens her big fat mouth.
>WHIP-CRACK! Mia winces as the baryonix slams her tail into the pavement.
>She might've even cracked it this time.
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Anonymous Tue 16 Jul 2024 21:58:15 No.67453160 Report
Quoted By: >>67453183 >>67453636
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"When the FUCK did I say you could interrupt me like that?"
>Silence. If those silver eyes could kill, they would've murdered Mia two years ago.
>Olivia takes a deep breath, relaxing. Her look of disdain doesn't leave.
"I know you hate me, Mia. I get it. Really, I do! It's only natural. I've got more friends than you. I've got a bigger chest than you. I sure as shit got more talent than you!"
>The parasaur's gaze falters, staring down at the ground. Fuck, not this again. Don't go there. Olivia leans in real close.
"Hohooo, yeah. A real 'star actor', huh? I'm sure eeeeveryone would love to see some cunt with anger issues wheel herself around on stage fucking up her lines. Must be why they picked Kiara over you for the lead role this year, hmmm?"
>There's a green blur as Olivia jumps backwards, dodging the pink parasaur's attempt to grab her. She laughs as the wheelchair warrior then desperately grabs at the arms of her mobility device, trying not to fall over on her face.
"Ha! Smooth moves, Mia. What was it you said at the beginning of the school year? It was gonna be your 'big break'?"
>Mia doesn't look up. God it all went so fucking wrong. She hears - no, feels - a deep, grating, bellowing chuckle from her tormentor.
"Hah. Tough shit. Must suck to know that you're gonna be stuck working some dead end bullshit while I'm out in the world. Getting the respect *I* deserve. Working in the field *I* love. Making a living off of *my* talent."
>Mia's face feels wet. Something falls off of it. God, she just started crying. She can't be seen like this. What the fuck is wrong with her?
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Anonymous Tue 16 Jul 2024 21:59:15 No.67453183 Report
Quoted By: >>67453277 >>67453620 >>67453636 >>67453641 >>67453849
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"Funniest part about all this, though? Pretty sure if you never got into that accident, you'd be be taller than me. I know for sure you'd be able to kick my ass, too. Sure don't lack for motivation. Shouldn't've gone playing with daddy's car before you got your license, grease monkey~!"
>Olivia waits for a reaction. She doesn't get any, beyond a second tear falling. She sighs.
"...But, oh well, what's done is done. Guess we all get what we deserve in the end."
>Mia's knuckles go white as they ball up her sweat pants between them. Her labored breath comes in fits as the tears begin to pour freely. She hears something unzip, but doesn't bother looking up.
>...Ch-snap!
"Figured Inco wouldn't mind me borrowing his camera today. I'm sure he'd LOVE to hear about this when I get over to his place. Much better house than Ben's, by the way. Dude's RICH."
>There's a soft thump as something lands in Mia's lap. A Milwaukee ratchet set, complete with a little bow. She hears the gator bitch walk away as she shouts something to her.
"Happy birthday, Mia!"

okay time to see what else i can put together