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RoxyRollah:

Born to a Rollerskating mother who worked at the famous Roxy club, Roxy Rollah was a peculiar child. For most of her youth, her only friends were aliens. Actual aliens. From another fucjking planet, man. They were decent enough, one might say. They had their quirks but didn't exactly conform to the stereotype of abducting people and giving them anal probes or having plans to destroy/dominate the planet of Earth.

As she grew older she became alienated from her company and ventured out. Shielded from the lives of non-alien peoples, she found it hard to adjust. Further complicating things, her youth with the aliens gives her an unusual accent, exacerbated by strange, foreign matter unknown to those unlearned. Though at times difficult to decipher her words are always chosen carefully and genuinely and are unquestionably worthy of attention without scrutiny. That said, mock her delivery and she'll gracefully take out her weave and primaly use that weave to slap the bitch off your face.

An alien among aliens, an alien among supposedly not-aliens. But she's tough as fvck and didn't really give no shits. Being raised by aliens from outer space, she knew and felt things other people didn't. She gave her heart to those who needed it while simultaneously enjoying herself where ever and however she could. Perhaps to excess? No one knows, really. Actually, what does excess really mean, anyways? I mean who the **** are you to say what is and isn't excessive, man? Right. There's some gray areas. To be honest I didn't start this biography very well informed or prepared. Um. The weed kinda wore off after the bit about the aliens so now I'm tryna figure out how to keep this entertaining.

Well there's a guy. And him and Roxy are real cool and down with each other or something. So that's happening. Roxy's super foxy so she's got all these other guys all up on her **** though. She handles it well. There's some other person who's kinda weird and lives really far away from her and has made an ass of themselves multiple times via calling and leaving bizarre and nonsensical messages. But they're tight like bloodbros anyways.

Oh right. So Roxy's being like a total badass now. She's like a boss n ****. The present tense, man. Not only that, though. There's that future tense. Rumors circulate that Roxy is training to be a Superhero. Or is a Superhero. The details and exactitude are unknown, she is something of a mystery.




Guys I'm done I'm trying too hard and have no idea what's going on ill come back to this if anyon thinks its funny there's more weed in bureau but it's over on the other side of the room and I can't feel my legs

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I spit bullets in my feet
Every time I speak
So I write instead
And still people want me dead
~msc