hi. my name is joan lalonde-egbert, and this is my blog where i can talk to my friends and answer questions and maybe even share some cool paranormal lore with you guys! i'm 17 years old and i want to be a ghost negotiator and paranormal investigator! oh, and by the way, i'm not white, okay? i'm hapa. that means half hawaiian half white! so get it right, okay?
Current M!A: None.
((Faceclaim is Keisha Castle-Hughes.))
exuberantbanter said: trickster. and yes, yes i am.
OH!! YES.
IT’S PRETTY GREAT.
being a trickster or me being silly?
yeeeeeeeep.
[/as she disappears, he lies on his couch, face buried in a pillow and voice muffled]
good, because it was either that or peanut butter cookies, and i don’t feel like dying.
-With that, she gets baking!-
[/he sends her a thumbs up as reply]
-Joan strides to the kitchen, taking stock of ingredients.-
…hmmmm. oatmeal cookies fine with ya?
….Mmmmph. I guuuuuesss.
[/he looks rather discontent for a moment, before shrugging it off with another confused smile]
so! may i borrow your kitchen?
[/he shrugs]
Not peeeermanent.
[/worse has happened, right?]
still, you shouldn’t be banging around when you’re this slow and clumsy, no offense. it’s best to just ride it out, right?
Yooooou’re all actiiiiiing.
Like I’m. Gonne die.
Pfffhhehehe [/bursts into a fit of giggles at the thought]
and you’re acting high!
…..heh.
Kay.
[/he moves to sit, very slowly, a hand running through his hair]
Yooooou’re all weird.
what! how am i all weird?
-She scowls.-
Pfffffff. Why?
[/both her and Charlie think the same thing—but it’s not like he’s gonna die!]
because if you do i’ll make you cookies.
FIGE FIGE FIGE!!!
buh buh
papir for crayon!!!
sometimes adults put other stuff on paper.
-she leads him to the fridge, where she pins it up.-
