Lizzie McGuire (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} outfit_repeater) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} somerealityrpg,@ 2019-11-18 09:08:00 |
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| Entry tags: | active: lizzie mcguire, inactive: neopolitan |
Neo & Lizzie
WHO: Lizzie, inner Lizzie, & Neo
WHAT: Arriving at their place.
WHEN: Lizzie's arrival the other day.
RATING: PG at most
STATUS: Threading
WARNINGS/SPOILERS: Nah.
Lizzie hailed a taxi and ended up in Goodland. She thought, at first, she fell asleep in the cab, but didn’t recognize the driver as the same one who picked her up. Was her mind that far gone after the day’s events? Sure, she dumped her boyfriend right after he proposed on her birthday and, yes, she called her parents in tears begging to leave New York and return home, but…
Could she really not recognize an entirely different driver? No, she couldn’t be that off her game. “Excuse me, excuse me,” she said to the driver, who remained silent until he dropped her off at Ostrich’s Villa. “What?” She asked. “No, no, I need to go to JFK! Hello?”
Inner Lizzie: So this is how I die! Can he hear me? Hello? HELLOOOOOOO? Lizzie waited for the driver to apologize and take her to the airport, but he merely shrugged and pointed to a letter that mysteriously popped into her lap.
Inner Lizzie: Right, normal. Perfectly normal. Am I dead? Is this note, like, telling me which way I’m going?
Lizzie shook her head. “No, this…” The driver cut her off as he yanked the door open and pointed to the building. “Oh, fine,” she muttered. She’d get a normal cab driver. She was obviously still in NYC even though she never saw Ostrich’s Villa before. Or…
Inner Lizzie: IS THAT AN OSTRICH? IN NYC? ON THE SIDEWALK?
Lizzie stared at the bird for a moment. “You are real. You are the feathered friend. No, no, impossible! I need to go!” She turned and stepped right into the giant bird’s poop.
Inner Lizzie: Ohhhhhhh, gross, if this place is magical, why is there POOP just laying around?
She flung her heels off and preceded, barefoot, to the apartment the letter listed. “No clothes,” she mumbled. “No shoes. Worst day ever. Worse than when Kate had the whole cheer-leading squad call me ugly.”
Lizzie let herself into the apartment and let out a little squeal. “Oh, I didn’t know someone would be here! Is this your place? I am so sorry! Some lunatic cab driver told me to get out and then this note said to come here and I’m so sorry!
Could she really not recognize an entirely different driver? No, she couldn’t be that off her game. “Excuse me, excuse me,” she said to the driver, who remained silent until he dropped her off at Ostrich’s Villa. “What?” She asked. “No, no, I need to go to JFK! Hello?”
Inner Lizzie: So this is how I die! Can he hear me? Hello? HELLOOOOOOO? Lizzie waited for the driver to apologize and take her to the airport, but he merely shrugged and pointed to a letter that mysteriously popped into her lap.
Inner Lizzie: Right, normal. Perfectly normal. Am I dead? Is this note, like, telling me which way I’m going?
Lizzie shook her head. “No, this…” The driver cut her off as he yanked the door open and pointed to the building. “Oh, fine,” she muttered. She’d get a normal cab driver. She was obviously still in NYC even though she never saw Ostrich’s Villa before. Or…
Inner Lizzie: IS THAT AN OSTRICH? IN NYC? ON THE SIDEWALK?
Lizzie stared at the bird for a moment. “You are real. You are the feathered friend. No, no, impossible! I need to go!” She turned and stepped right into the giant bird’s poop.
Inner Lizzie: Ohhhhhhh, gross, if this place is magical, why is there POOP just laying around?
She flung her heels off and preceded, barefoot, to the apartment the letter listed. “No clothes,” she mumbled. “No shoes. Worst day ever. Worse than when Kate had the whole cheer-leading squad call me ugly.”
Lizzie let herself into the apartment and let out a little squeal. “Oh, I didn’t know someone would be here! Is this your place? I am so sorry! Some lunatic cab driver told me to get out and then this note said to come here and I’m so sorry!