<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AbL9djv.png) (https://i.imgur.com/IPIXXJ4.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Elle "Ellie" Greene | Mr. Pringles (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146281#msg16146281)</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>As pictured: Faux leather jacket, black undershirt, black leggings, tote bag, basic sneakers and socks.</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>June 5th, 9 pmish</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>The Orchard</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em> Edgar, Liam, Devina, Danica, Thorne, Mr. Pringles |</em><br/><hr/>"Shy?" Ellie gave a bewildered laugh. "What in the world made you think I was shy?" Well, whatever it was she was glad to prove otherwise. Not that she was going to do anything like strip down naked and frolic right on into the lake. She wasn't<i>that</i>extroverted. "I brought snacks and drinks too." She adds as she lifts her fat puffy bag, jarring poor Mr. Pringles from his resting place. It was the last straw for the little xenomorph, who had worked relentlessly to find a comfortable position within his invaded carriage, and at that point bags of chips began flying out.<br/><br/>"He-hey! Stop!" Ellie cried as she pulled the bag against her belly and ripped open the mouth to glower down at the ornery little thing. “St–pppbt…!” Another bag shot out and smacked her right in the face. “What the hell you little shit?!” Ellie barked and received a very un-catlike hiss in return. Mr. Pringle’s efforts were then rewarded with his immediate expulsion from her person and faculties. “Okay, that’s enough hiding for you. Time to be social.” The redhead rolled her eyes as the stuffy came tumbling out of her bag and rolled a foot or two away.<br/><br/>When the alien managed to pull himself onto his rear his metallic zipperline of teeth peeled open and the pharyngeal mouth within popped out with a snarl. “Just get this over with.” He snapped back in a voice that was barely intelligible. Regardless, with that said he raced off to the nearest tree and scrittered his way up until he disappeared altogether. “<i>Killjoy!</i>” Blew a raspberry after the little mongrel.<br/><br/>“Are they all like this?” Ellie huffed as she found herself a spot to lean near the rest, and waited for her turn with what she hoped would be a pipe or bowl. Now, thanks to Mr. Pringles Asshatery, she didn’t even care that they were gross joints with papers nice and soppy from spit by the time they came to her. Okay, maybe she<i>did</i>care, because when it was finally handed to her she wrinkled her nose at the moist edges. Oh well, bottoms up! “I personally love the way weed smells.” She piped up, setting the joint at the corners of her lips. “Maybe not the Aerosolized version of it, but it’s still pleasant enough to me.” With that said she drew in one long deep smoke filled breath, and managed to hold it in for several ticks before she was coughing it all back up.<br/><br/>“Bleck.” She wheezed, handing it along to the next. “Doesn’t taste all that great though.” It took her a moment or two to recollect herself, though her eyes were still watering.<br/><br/>It was amusing to see how divided the group was on the idea of skinny dipping - although Liam hadn’t even really answered at that point. As for Ellie – there was a reason she dressed like an old lady – there would be no naked<i>anything</i>for her. “Skinny dipping in the lake at a summer camp?” The redhead snorted, shaking her head. “Not thanks, I already saw<i>that</i>horror movie.” It wasn’t exactly a lie, but she felt it was convincing enough to get them to leave her alone.<br/><br/>