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Lola Jones
Sixth Year |  1/2 of the Poo Brigade MAN!BUGG<33
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Originally Posted by aguamentis  Did his hair really inspire art? No, no, no! Stop it! This girl is going to ruin your face, Rory. Think for a second! He simply could not believe that he was actually going to be painted on and for all he knew, he would end up looking like the biggest doofus in school. Just listening to this girl made him think she was going to get all symbolic. Groaning, he sat still, closed his eyes and allowed the girl to do whatever she had to do.
After a few minutes, he opened up his eyes. All of a sudden, she began ranting about a heart and motherly love...WHAT?! "You painted a heart on me?!" Oh, no. Moments later, she requested his name. Perhaps he should give an alias...
"I'm Romulan...?" But the girl kept going on and on about yin and yang and other things. And a flower. A FLOWER WAS PAINTED ON HIM. Great. Now his right eye looked like some deformed monochrome circle while the left eye looked like the enter of a deformed flower. Let's not forget the ridiculous moustache she supposedly painted on him and of course, a goatee. Though, a goatee didn't sound too bad, just as long as it matched his hair. He wanted to look in the mirror but two things stopped him. First, he was frightened what he might have looked like and second, the girl was already pushing him to do her make-up.
"Alright, alright! I'm on it." Rory had intended to do something absurd in retaliation but somehow, he had a much more creative idea in mind and let his artistic mind take over. How unusual. After several minutes perfecting his work, he was done. Sighing, he took a long look at his beautiful masterpiece and nodded approvingly. Nothing could beat this paint job. "So, what's next?" Rory looked over at the chalkboard to see that directions for the two spells had been written out. He recalled the professor saying something about it but he was too busy focusing on his nightmarish face painting experience.
"I suppose spells are next? I mean, for our hair?" He hoped she wouldn't go berserk over that, too. So far, this girl was the most frightening person he had ever met. Lola squeezed the boy's cheeks, wondering if his beautiful make-up transformation made him smile. Because a smile was all she needed--out of the horrible and terrible things that happened in this world! To know that she did good... to know that she changed a life to the better... with the power of make-up and Transfiguration, that too was a long-life dream that she craved for. Deep in thought, she suddenly twitched in surprise when of course, the boy spoke again.
Romulan???
LE GASPPPPPPP.
"Your name sounds so SHAKESPEARE, darling," she started, looking as if she was about to faint, "I'll call you Lil Romeo, alright? ALRIGHT! MY ROMEO... make me beaaaautiful." With that said, she immediately stood still, like a statue.
When the boy was done, she looked at herself. UGH. GORGEOUS. "I am a skeleton. A victim of love! LOLA IS NO MORE~! Call me Ellis," she insisted, "Don't call me Lola. Don't." An entirely new person sprouted out from her face-paint and like a robot, she mechanically looked at him, ready for the next spell.
She grabbed out her wand for the next spell and tapped once on his head. "Felintas!" Immediately, Romeo's hair transformed into a rather wild and strange afro. "You're such a pretty clown, now..."
Out of instinct, she dug her hand into his afro. "Amazing." |