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AN: special fangz (get it, coz im goffik) 2 my gf (ew not in that way) twinkletoes, snoozles 4 helping me wif da story and spelling. U rok! Zuko ur da luv of my deprzzing life u rok 2! STS ROX!
Hi my name is Avatar Izala Demon Cork Dementia Raven Way and I have long demon black hair (that’s how I got my name) with purple streaks and red tips that reaches my mid-back and molten gold eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Jet from the Freedom Fighters (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell outta here!). I’m not related to Jet but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m part dragon but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a firebender, and I live in the Royal Fire Nation Palace. I’m seventeen and I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love the Jasmine Dagon and I buy most of my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black miniskirt, pink fishnets and combat boots and a cape that went down to my mid-thighs. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking inside the palace. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I put my middle finger up at them.
“Hey Izala!” shouted a voice. I looked up. It was…Prince Zuko!
“What’s up Zuko?” I asked.
“Nothing.” he said shyly.
But then, I heard my friends call me and I had to go away.
AN: IS it good? Plz tell me fangz!