Trax: You are adorable except I gotta keep you away from guns!
Loca: Guns, smuns and those darn nuns!
Trax: Well it's not hella luya to yah!
Loca: Bang, bang cowboy! Get your grits off my knits.
Trax: Or you will tie me in knots?
Loca: Nope just lasersights with bright red dots!
Trax: So what am I? Top Gun of the Home Run?
Loca: Nope, just another loser having some fun!
Trax: Stash the cash little one, another spell from hell is in the place I dwell!
Loca: Well you don't gotta yell! Hell is well after Saiten fell...but I'm your little angel?
Trax: Nope you are my sweet little succubus! Don't have a conniption, but I overstepped my stop in fool's paradise with perrogative's purgatory!
Loca: Last stop on the hip hop tour bus?
Trax: Or the gothic goody gumdrops!
Chic layout-Kirsten=Goth, Kiera=Punk, Reese=Hippie + prep
Kirsten-Cat's Eyes capsize me as I stake my claim on the world and the wold.
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