((In case it isn't clear, she is a sapphire. This person's lustre has a hue of 208, and sapphire has a hue of 210. No other lustre is as close.))
"You're the chosen one meant to save everyone. She is your mentor who has watched over and guided you from afar from your past. Soon you must face your destiny as your hometown explodes and other generic protagonist story stuff.
Or she's just a creeper, either/or."
>I don' t want to be rude.. but Orange on green ? You have terrible taste in nail painting, you know ? *cough*... Anyway Maybe you should ask her is you could help her ?
That snake hat look goofy and adorable in the same time, though.
Last edited by smuchmuch; 01-11-2012 at 04:36 PM.
>Go to the nearest mirror or other reflective surface not in view of this person. Rehearse the sort of look that makes it seem like a Lovecraftian horror has possessed you and is trying to claw its way out of your eyeballs. You're an ammolite, she might think she's in genuine danger and flee without a word.
I would be delighted if I could just scrap this account and make a new one that doesn't have a stupid name. Sadly, there's a rule specifically stating I cannot. I could be happier about that.
SES> Confront the thinly veiled backstory generation mechanic head on.
> un-conjoin snake and hat.
> Conjoin yourself with snake. Scare the CRAP out of her.
Conjoin with snake. If arms still, Exist, grab that chainsaw. Terrify her as a Chainsaw-Wielding Snake-woman.
(See chainsaw in first image, bottom left.)
How many fingers am I holding up?
> Sack up and open the shop. You're the manager/owner of the business so you can always kick them out and get a retraining order if they continue to be a nuisance.
>Call the police on her.
> Be honest. Do you have a long-lost sister you're not telling us about?
Maybe... maybe this is finally the day that she buys something?
>Promise to answer one personal question for every $50 she spends buying crap in your store.
>Soooo...She comes in daily and the only thing she finds interesting in the store is you, eh?
Sounds like somebody's got a crush.
>Give that bitch a personalized restraining order, and by that I mean your FISTS!
Obviously, she's from the government. And do you know who kills people? The government does.
Know what else the government does? Foreclosures. And who runs the government? The President.
Obviously, this is the President here to kill you and foreclose on your shop.
>Try to act normal, but keep an eye out for anything suspicious.
ignore the creepy girl for now. maybe she won't notice... take a quick store inventory in the meantime
> Quickly, run back to your room and conjoin yourself up a disguise using that tree with the shades and one of your movie posters. Then go about business as normal, if she inquires as to your whereabouts, tell her you had the day off and are visiting your family somewhere else.