■■■■■■■■■■ character; Frances Fullbright/Numbah 86 canon; Codename: Kids Next Door journal;tsunbowmonkey86
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"No, I've got much more important stuff to do. And it's not like anybody ever invites me anywa--
... I don't need 'em, anyway."
One of my earliest neighbors here and my first friend.
Like I don't even know where to begin with her. She was rude, and didn't know how to deal with people, and constantly angry and yelling. But really that was fine with me, because honestly? That's pretty much who I am. But aside from those traits, she was also brave, and intelligent, and outstandingly persistent.
And I do mean persistent. Since the moment I really got to know her she wanted me to join the KND that was forming here. And...no one had really asked me to be part of a group before. Well, not a group composed mainly of kids and/or humans, anyway. And for once, when she kept talking to me during their meetings, or hanging around with me, or working with me...I felt wanted for once.
I miss her. A lot. God. I hope she's okay wherever she is now.
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Frances Fullbright/Numbah 86
Date: 2011-12-01 05:53 pm (UTC)character; Frances Fullbright/Numbah 86
canon; Codename: Kids Next Door
journal;
"No, I've got much more important stuff to do. And it's not like anybody ever invites me anywa--
... I don't need 'em, anyway."
One of my earliest neighbors here and my first friend.
Like I don't even know where to begin with her. She was rude, and didn't know how to deal with people, and constantly angry and yelling. But really that was fine with me, because honestly? That's pretty much who I am. But aside from those traits, she was also brave, and intelligent, and outstandingly persistent.
And I do mean persistent. Since the moment I really got to know her she wanted me to join the KND that was forming here. And...no one had really asked me to be part of a group before. Well, not a group composed mainly of kids and/or humans, anyway. And for once, when she kept talking to me during their meetings, or hanging around with me, or working with me...I felt wanted for once.
I miss her. A lot. God. I hope she's okay wherever she is now.