Be Yourself
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Thread Topic: Be Yourself
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(Ok, we're skipping Tyler. Now WolfLove has 24 hrs.)
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"And that! That is when I told the man that no, I am not a 5-star chef, but a lowly prep cook." I nodded intently, furrowing my eyebrows as my Uber driver continued to drone on about his previous, less than riveting life as an employee for the Ramsay restaurants. Turning my head to peer out of the window, I breathed a sigh of relief upon noticing the large, intimidating building I had come for. The driver pulled to a stop on the side of the street, gesturing to the door.
"I thank you kindly for allowing me to entertain you with my silly stories. Enjoy your time at the memorial- there is a lot of history to be discovered within those walls." I nodded again, slinging my backpack over my shoulder. Hurrying to exit the vehicle, I confirmed my payment and threw the man a 5-star rating and tip to show my appreciation. I turned on my heels, padding down the sidewalk with my eyes glued to the intimidating, beautifully crafted building.
It would be an understatement to say that I was excited to be there. I was thrilled, electrified, ecstatic...The Lincoln Memorial was impressive in that it took more than a half a century to complete and...it was intriguing. I'd stumbled upon a few conspiracy theorists ranting about hidden Confederate messages within the Lincoln Memorial, and if I had finally been afforded the opportunity to explore these claims, I was going to go in as hard as I could.
As I approached the magnificent structure, I was taken aback by a group of teens that had begun to congregate nearby. It seemed there was a reunion of sorts taking place. I stepped forward to peer in, overhearing a name that definitely ended in Ana...Ariana, Eliana, Tatiana, it could be anything... I pulled my notebook from my pack, thumbing through my multicolored notes and poems. I began to scribble down details about the memorial, opting to mind my own for the time being. -
(Now we're waiting for Daj, and then we're ditching the posting order.)
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No post order kinda sucks tho bc it's hard to keep up and react in a timely manner
Maybe filter those that didn't answer in time and make a new order with those remaining -
(What do you mean with your last sentence?)
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Like KICK the people that didn't answer before because obviously they aren't that invested, and make a new posting order with those that actually posted
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(So, so far that's Jordyn and Tyler.)
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(I'm honestly not sure if Tyler is coming back on again. And I haven't seen Daj lately.)
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(So, there's no posting order anymore?)
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(We have to wait until 9:30pm (my time) which is in two hours and 10 mins. Then no posting order.)
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(Okie, we're almost there)
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(We're there.)
I swiveled around at the sound of my name. 'Tatyana' wasn't a common name. There was a girl around my age basically asking me if I was Tatyana from GTQ. "Yes?" I said. Then I heard an abbreviation of my name, and turned my head towards there. There's a face I recognized from GTQ. "Emy?" I asked. Suddenly, there was my name again, and also Emy's. "Yes?" I said. She must have also been from gtq. She also had someone with her.
I looked at the crowd around me. "Ok, you're Emy, but I don't know anyone else here." -
"I'm SprinkledSpice!" I said. "You know, Gabrielle? Here, I'll send a message to prove it."
I held my phone out in front of her and typed in "IRL". I sent it, and it showed up under my username.
"I can't believe I'm meeting you in real life!" -
"Spice!" I said. "You could've just shown me your account. I don't have a phone, so I'll get the message on the computer back home."
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I turned around and gasped. "Emy, is that you?"
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