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[center][h2][color=6ecff6]Liz[/color][/h2][/center]

Typical lazy Sunday for her.

Skating down the boulevard on her favorite deck, [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CgBJHUaC_Zo]Her favorite band[/url] blaring through her red and black Skullcandies with the voice of Glen Danzig rattling her eardrums, the blue haired punk muttered to herself in a sigh, an exhale of thin white smoke to follow from the cigarette precariously dangling from her lips. She really had no cares at all if smoking wasn't allowed in public, nor did she give a shit what the cops or anyone else would say about it.  All Elizabeth ever cared for...was herself.

Pulling off an effortless kickflip and following it up with an olley, she 50/50'd a nearby stair rail and rode it down to the concrete below, carelessly knocking down some bitch blonde with a Gucci bag and her chihuahua of all things.  Her music was so loud, she didn't even hear the insults spat at her, as if she wanted to.

Her board skidded to a halt though outside a music boutique, a sight for sore eyes catching quite the nasty glare from her.  In the window, there was a huge poster of who else, Vanessa Taylors, better known as Vanessa Reyes, announcing her newest album that was released last Christmas.  As typical, the bitch was first and foremost on the nauseating ad, fancy ass clothes and a fake smile to match.

Liz stood glowering at the poster and rolling her eyes for a moment, then...a rather devilish smirk crossed her lips as she took another drag on her cig, reaching into the messenger bag at her side and pulling out a thick black sharpie.

Within seconds after hopping back on her board and skating off, the poster was completely ruined.  Miss Reyes's face was X'd out and a crude message scrawled underneath, [i]NO TALENT WHORE[/i]