PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

This kind of reminds me of the first day of school where the teacher makes you stand up in the front of the class and makes you tell everyone about youself. Didn't that suck? Anyways, I'm Dawn Summers, glad to be once again bathed in sunlight. Rain sucks.

Y'know this is just perfect. First everyone goes and gets themselves captured by the Fire Nation and now I'm stuck in some psycho land with these metallic monsters that have delusions of being Earth Kingdom tanks and people with pink hair. Pink hair. That's not natural! Pink is not a hair color. It's a feather color and last time I checked, feathers were a no-go with humans. Not even airbenders have feathers.

The only plus side to this crazy place is hot dogs. I don't know what their made out of and I don't care. They're meat, they're tasty, and they weren't made by Haru. That, in turn, makes them so awesome.

Oh, and this computer thing? Is like...magic or something. This chick sitting next to me claims it's a machine, but machines do not have moving pictures or clicky things named after one half of an animal. Not buying it.

This is wrong.

Not where I should be.

Simon?

...Am I lost?

Aw maaaan, when'd they frickin' change the purple Gatorade? This is totally not the way it's supposed to taste.

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What's your fave color? Not of Gatorade just in general.