The Cell-shaded Girl

I wasnt always as real as you are.  For a long time I only existed on paper..the figment of an artist’s imagination.  One day I had enough…I was sick of being the brunt of literary foibles intended to make the reader gasp, and feel sorry for me…just a girl drawn on paper.  The more I thought about it, the more unfair it felt… only being there to be used to have the “hero” come running and take center stage.  Believe me, it was no picnic pickin’ up for that chump between scenes what with him being a raging alcoholic and all when noone was looking. If I had to stand around and wait to be “saved” by his stumbling rear ONE MORE TIME I would SCREAM.  I guess you could say the final straw was being sent to sanitarium by the villain as a way to get the “hero” to come to the scene…but how could he come if I was never around to sober him up to begin with? Thats right! Truth be told, I like it better on this side…the comic who drew me’s brother isnt half as misogynistic as he was…I get a chance to be normal and enjoy normal things like taking bike rides and arguing who gets to pick up the tab that night!

outfit:

  • shirt: ILLMATIC :: Leather Assasian Sweater (sl fashion week)
  • pants: erratic, zoey leather pants
  • overskirt: ILLMATIC :: Extended Paisley Kilt (sl fashion week)
  • shoes: VCO – Mona high sneakers (seasons story)
  • bag: blackLiquid BAG – Gladstone (hunt@ NYC sim)
  • hair: lelutka, Seiko
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