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Wow. This place sure went quiet...
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Quote: "If I'm sick for saying it, everyone else is sick for thinking it, you know what I mean?"

Name: Natalie Edwin

Nicknames: NE1, Stone Doll

Age: 31

Place of Birth: Palm Beach, Florida

Occupation: Hip-Hop artist

Personality/History: From the moment she could speak, she had a mouth. She was the little girl who would get smart with the teacher. To say she was witty was an understatement. She was a borderline genuis. She was about 14 when she got into an argument about how rap music required no talent, and to prove her point tried it herself. She discovered a passion for freestyle rapping that day, and rapping in general. She would spend hours writing lines, and then rapping to her friends. She left high school with very good grades, and did nothing with them. Instead she started performing, and getting more and more famous. But her sometimes sharp and scathing observations combines with a gap in the market for a 'bad' female rapper forced her into a very 'hip-hop' role, which she got a lot of flak for as she was white. Natalie wasn't a very violent or aggressive person by nature, so she instead chose a more laid back, sleazy path of 'that chick who just doesn't care'. She's now among one of the top rappers in the whole country, of any gender, almost due to her many offensive controversies as much as her actual talent.
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EDIT-Nevermind. Found one I like.
I suppose they could be friends. That'd be fun.
Sounds good to me.
Oooh, nice!
This looks very interesting.

I wanted to be a rapper, but we already have one, so I could be a punk rocker, but there aren't really punk rockers anymore...

Should I just be a rapper. Maybe If I make a female I could be JJ's rival or something.

I'm just thinking out loud here.
Oh, it's in Scotland. Sorry.
Heidi payed close attention to Steve's mouth as he talked. She remembered every single mouth shape he made, fit sounds to them , and constructed the sentences in her mind. She had never lip read before, but it was fairly easy to do with her brain. She sucks air through her teeth and looks away when she shows concern. "Aye, my eardrums are ruptured, but I'll be ok." It was also taking effort and memory to speak normally now, though a new side effect of not hearing her own voice was that her Edinburgh accent had come back very strong. "I can read your lips too. Here's hoping I don't have to read lips for the rest of my life. Though, I must admit, for a person who was aware of everything all the time, this silence is...calming."

She starts to head into the shelter, but pauses on the last question. "Well, we split up. Last time I saw him, he was still in the city. I trust him to take care of himself, and if he ever tries looking for me, he'll check here first after the flat. I...hope he's okay..." As she walked into the base, her face was noticeably sad. Her brain was rocketing through possibilities and scenarios. What if he got hurt? What if he got hurt because she came here instead of went looking for him?
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