][ HAS JOINED THE PARTY AS A GUEST Name: HottCoffee Sex:: F Physical Age:: 19 True Age:: 14 Also Goes By: Celeste, Ophelia, Erin, Joe, Irish Faery, Drucilla Height: 5' 5" Weight: 115 Eyes: green Hair: brown w/red highlights Primary Goal(s): - world domination - inventing triple caffeinated cappaccino - does the light turn off when you turn the refrigerator? - figuring out exactly what the river by her school smells like Secondary Goal(s): - not getting dead - not getting maimed - not getting sick - not getting odd - not getting crazy (too late) - figure out why mankind is so stupid - figure out what happens when u put an aromatic candle in the freezer Strengths/Abilities: - able to endure 3 hour long online fights and STILL be pissed enough to rip exboyfriend's pics to shreds - able to complain about anything on the spot - unlike other Robin Hoods, i can speak with a british accent - quote from a movie just like THAT - pretend to know things i am clueless about Weaknesses/Quirks: - twinkies - donuts - COFFEE - heavy books - cute guys - will talk incessantly about nething - getting roped into joining clubs by annoying friends Likes: - twinkies - donuts - COFFEE - heavy books - cute guys - talking incessantly about nething - anime rox - Black Mage!!!!!! Dislikes: - HANSEN - GAY BOY BANDS - GAY BLONDE "SINGERS" - authority - anything that she doesn't like - reglar oreos Background: HottCoffee was notorious for the fear she instilled on wal-mart employees in teh southeast, where just the name "HottCoffee" brought visions of shaving cream spurting from cans and walkie-talkies being screwed with to the quiverring eyes of the wal-mart folk. HottCoffee was dancing around in her Irish Faery costume when she heard the word on one of her higher powered walkie-talkies----- The voices in her head told her to follow the fun to the party, and here she is, in her regal glory, presenting herself to all you good people. Fellow Authors, please ask me before you: - get me romantically involved - make me get laid - make me sell my body for my non-existent drug habit in the alias of a Vietnamese prostitute named Ling-ling - make me anybody other then the sweet, loveable, caring, nice person i am not. Fellow Authors, please do not: - turn me into some sort of prissy, whine-all-the-time person who annoys the heck out of everyone - kill me - harm me - maim me - sicken me - make me pissed off at somebody i really like - get me fat - make me drink or do drugs or have an eating disorder - put me in a lesbian relationship - hell, just ask me before you do anything