Life…
A comedic tragedy of hostile indifference and amused apathy. Random snippets from life on the Planet Demented.
Cast:
Becky 
2007) A 14 year old that is edging ever closer to being a tortured cybergoth. Has been called Mel’s Minime. Has an actual friend named “Cheese”.
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.Update: Is Happy Emo a possibility?
Becky the Emo Band Nerd(2008). Although techincally she is too happy a kid to be a true Emo.
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Katy 2007) A 10 year old that desperately wants to be a teenage supermodel. Currently sings Kareoke with a fake microphone(and we’re grateful). Spends more than two hours in the bathroom twice a day.
UPDATE: what a difference a year makes.
Katy the Emo-Rockstar(2008) a la’ Evanecesnce. Oy. Her mirror time has doubled. To keep my house a murder-free zone, we now have “assigned mirror times”. It’s working. Mostly.
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Mel 2007) The twentysomething older sister. Currently starring in her own personal soap opera. Special Talents: Killing Cell phones, Good Advice Editor with superb fashion sense. Able to take bad situations and turn them into the Apocolypse in a single bound without messing up her hair.
UPDATE: Camera Ham
Melody the Steampunk.(2008) Yes, her hair was actually that color once.
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Me: The mom who only wants silence.
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Miss Kitty: Black feline, mooch extrodinaire. Has mastered the art of “fluffy cuteness”. Current Evil Superpower: Can put any human to sleep by sitting on them.
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Furby: Calico feline with ‘tude. Pity she blows it with random clumsy. Prone to napping in unusual places, like a skillet. Or the bannister or the windowsills. And then she falls off.
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Bubbles: Gray and white Feline. Professional Noisemaker. Lies frequently about the status of being fed. Can often be found wrapped around Katy. Or in a box. Any box.
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Maggie: AKA The Maggot Dog or Mamachu. Yellow Canine. Most Evil. Current assignent. Barking. A lot.
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Titan The Tremendous. Species: Merlequin Great Dane. Most would consider him a canine, but if you can put a saddle on him, I beg to differ. We’ll just leave it at Pony Dog. Special Talents: Making salesmen flee for their lives. Barking loud enough to wake the dead, and scare the bejebus out of anyone that knocks on the door, even armed police.