cracks in blackout blinds
10-13-2014, 04:50 PM
This plant smelled very strange. However, it also looked like it might taste pretty good. Everything that smelled horrible tasted good, right? Without a second thought, the lass chomped down on a bushel of the aromatic leaves and shoved herself off of the cliff that marked the point of no return. The plants were called cannabis, but it wasn't like she knew that. The patchwork girl found that they weren't half bad, if a little tough and pungent. Eh, no harm no foul. With a small sigh, she looked around. The new continent, it had drawn her into it's clutches like a moth to a flame. Now, she stood on the outskirts of a mist shrouded wood, and decided this was definitely a great place to explore. Without a second thought, tea cupped paws began to move toward the dark forest. Double dipped plume swept back and forth across her slender heels, as she took in the sights. Everything looked like it belonged in a horror story, and it was quite delightful, albeit spooky. Acidic pools betrayed the effect of the plants before the rest of her did. Pupils were blown wide after a while, and she was quick to get sidetracked. Bounding off the trail, she headed toward the light she could see just past the trees. Oh, well that was interesting. A collection of odd stones, in a perfectly circular formation, standing in a ring of dim light that had managed to break through the canopy overhead. Without further thought, she flopped lazily into the middle of the circle, sprawled out on her side and completely relaxed. The side effects of the pot, bu it wasn't like she knew that. All the ebony lass knew was that she was feeling quite mellow now. Maybe even a nap might be nice right about now. Toxic orbs fluttered shut, and she let herself float on a delirious ocean crafted by her own high. "Speech" |
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