Author has written 6 stories for Outsiders.SORRY I HAVENT BEEN ON, IVE BEEN IN THE HOSPITAL AND STUFF, BUT IVE BEEN IN THE HOSPITAL AND STUFF. FEEL FREE TO AIM ME AT xschitzoXvoicesx ANYTIME, THANKS:D
Your Allison...The Basket Case...Well, I have to
say you might be unusual at times, but your
an intelectual with pshycotic problems, it's
Dear readers,fans,authors that Ive commeted,and random people that find this,
Well my name is Kristy. I am ObSsEsEd with The Outsiders. I also LOVE The Nightmare Before Christmas. Okay I am mad at you people for making The Outsiders characters gay. Ya know what if you all keep doing that Im gonna have to hunt you down and beat you upside the head with a broomstick!Okay? I love Inuyasha too! Thats a good show... Im from Nebraska and I love the Huskers! YAY! I tutor younger kids in reading to help them read,even though Im only in 7th grade myself. I play the elcetric guitar (a little). If you want to aim me at RocknRollChicee you can do so. I have a website! Its: www.xanga.com/pathetic_reject. Im a pathetic_reject. Thats sad. I have a quizilla too. My name is xXGreaserGirlXx Told ya I was obbsessed with The Outsiders . My email is email@example.com again with the obbsession. I also love the book Being Dead. Read it or die. Well lets see... I love anyting that is Hot Topic. People find me a little...odd. I swear that ther is a fifteen year old version of me running around lost in the 1980's somewhere. Ill go up to random people and lock my arms in theirs and skip around or will just say crazy stuff like: The chipmunks says that the wise old owl will rule the world and the squirrle minions will capture you all just to throw people off. I hate really really bad spellers. Like they spell feel f-i-l-l. At first its okay but please people! I hate people that type l1k3 th15 (like this). Ill use SOME talk like that but some of you take it to an extreme. Are you really too lazy to write out the word you or are instead of u or r. While Im on my rant about what annoys me another thing. I dont like little kids. Im kinda like Dally in that respect. I dont like chicken either. Okay IM done being mad now. Im REALLY random. My friend Tegan is random too. Well just be walking along then we'll just be all I hate that color, BUT there is no color we were talking about. We have our THAT TIGER IS SMILING AT ME! Thing. Dont ask just save yourself and dont ask. I found another thing I hate. Disney Channnle and pubalic libraries. Im writing this at the librry and this LITTLE KID next to me is on Disney Channle.com. Damn. Two things I hate at one time in one place I hate. Dont get me wrong I LOVE to read and I love the librbary its just right now Im not in the mood for reading. I must be sick. Well I gotta go seeing as I only have 11 minuets left! Love ya lots people of the world!
Hey! Here are some quotes:
Vernon catches Bender playing basketball in the gym
: You're not fooling anyone Bender. The next screw that falls out will be you.
: Eat my shorts.
: What was that?
: Eat... My... Shorts!
: You just bought yourself another Saturday.
: Ooh I'm crushed.
: You just bought one more.
: Well I'm free the Saturday after that. Beyond that, I'm going to have to check my calendar.
: Good, cause it's going to be filled. We'll keep going. You want another one? Just say the word say it. Instead of going to prison you'll come here. Are you through?
: You say one more word and I'm beating the shit out of you.
: That's the last time, Bender. That the last time you ever make me look bad in front of those kids, you hear me? I make $31,000 a year and I have a home and I'm not throwing it all away on some punk like you. But someday when you're outta here and forgotten about this place and they forgotten about you, and you're wrpped up in your own pathetic life, I'm gonna be there. That's right. And I'm gonna kick the living shit out of you. I'm gonna knock your dick in the dirt.
: You threating me?
: What are you gonna do about it? You think anyone's gonna believe you? You think anyone gonna take your word over mine? I'm a man of respect around here. They love me. I'm a swell guy. You're a lying sack of monkey shit, and everyone knows about it. Oh, you're a tough guy. Hey c'mon. Get on your feet pal! Let's find out how tough you are. I wanna know how tough you are. Let's go. C'mon man, just take the first shot. I'm begging you, take the first shot. Just take one good swing...
Bender pauses, staring
: Yeah, that's what I thought. You're a gutless turd.
: What do they do to you?
: They ignore me.
: Yeah... yeah.
: You know why guys like you knock everything?
: Oh, this should be stunning.
: It's because you're afraid.
: Oh God, you richies are so smart, that's exactly why I'm not heavy into activities.
: You're a big coward.
: I'm in the math club.
: See, you're afraid that they won't take you, you don't belong, so you have to just dump all over it.
: Well, it wouldn't have anything to do with you activities people being assholes, now would it?
: Well, you wouldn't know, you don't even know any of us.
: Well, I don't know any lepers, but I'm not going to run out and join one of their fucking clubs.
: Hey. Let's watch the mouth, huh?
: I'm in the physics club too.
: Excuse me a sec. What are you babbling about?
: Well, what I had said was I'm in the math club, uh, the latin, and the physics club... physics club.
: Hey, Cherry. Do you belong to the physics club?
: That's an academic club.
: So academic clubs aren't the same as other kinds of clubs.
: Ah... but to dorks like him, they are. What do you guys do in your club?
: Well, in physics we... we talk about physics, properties of physics.
: So it's sorta social, demented and sad, but social. Right?
: You have problems!
: Oh, I have problems?
: You do everything everyone tells you to do and that is a problem!
: Okay, fine, but I didn't dump my purse out on the couch and invite everyone into my problems!
: Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But we think you're crazy to make an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us... In the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain...
: ...and an athlete...
: ...and a basket case...
: ...a princess...
: ...and a criminal...
: Does that answer your question?... Sincerely yours, the Breakfast Club.
: Why is that door closed? WHY IS THAT DOOR CLOSED?
: Speak for yourself.
: Do you think I'd speak for you? I don't even know your language.
: Naked blonde walks into a bar with a poodle under one arm, and a two-foot salami under the other. The bartender says, I guess you won't be needing a drink. Naked lady says...
the ceiling gives way
: Oh, shit!
: You know how you said before, how your parents use you to get back at each other? Wouldn't I be outstanding in that capacity?
: Screws just fall out all the time, the world is an imperfect place.
: You know, you look a lot better without all that black shit under your eyes.
: Hey, I like all that black shit... Why are you being so nice to me?
: Because you're letting me.
: Your middle name is Ralph, as in puke, your birth date's March 12th, you're 5'9 and a half, you weigh 130 pounds and your social security number is 049380913.
: Wow. Are you psychic?
: Well, would you mind telling me how you know all this about me?
: I stole your wallet.
: He's just doing it to get a rise out of you. Just ignore him.
: Sweets. You couldn't ignore me if you tried. So... so. Are you guys like boyfriend-girlfriend? Steady dates? Lovers? Come on, sporto, level with me. Do you slip her the hot beef injection?
: Go to HELL!
: Hey! What's the hell's goin in there? Spoiled brats.
: If I lose my temper you're totaled, man.
: I hate it. I hate having to go along with everything my friends say.
: Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?
: Well, well. Here we are. You have exactly eight hours and fifty-four minutes to think about why you're here. You may not talk, you will not move from these seats. Any questions?
: Yeah. Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?
: Andrew laughs at Bender's backtalk You think he's funny? You think this is cute? You think he's "bitchin," is that it? Let me tell you something. Look at him - he's a bum! You want to see something funny? You go visit John Bender in five years. You'll see how goddamned funny he is!
: Don't you ever talk about my friends. You don't know any of my friends. You don't look at any of my friends. And you certainly wouldn't condescend to speak to any of my friends. So you just stick to the things you know: shopping, nail polish, your father's BMW, and your poor, rich drunk mother in the Caribbean!
: SHUT UP!
: And as far as being concerned about what's gonna happen when you and I walk down the hallways of school together, you can forget it cuz it's never gonna happen. Just bury your head in the sand and wait for your fucking prom.
: I don't have to runaway and live in the street. I can runaway and I can go to the ocean, I can go to the country, I can go to the mountains. I could go to Israel, Africa, Afghanistan.
: I'm a fucking idiot because I can't make a lamp?
: No. You're a genius because you can't make a lamp.
: I'll do anything sexual. I don't need a million dollars to do it either.
: You're lying.
: I already have. I've done just about everything there is except a few things that are illegal. I'm a nymphomaniac.
: Are your parents aware of this?
: The only person I told was my shrink.
: And what did he do when you told him?
: He nailed me.
: Very nice.
: I don't think that from a legal standpoint what he did can be construed as rape, since I paid him.
: He's an adult.
: Yeah, he's married too.
: Do you have any idea how completely gross that is?
: Well, the first few times...
: The first few times? You mean you did it more than once?
: Are you crazy?
: Obviously she's crazy if she's screwing a shrink.
: Have you ever done it?
: I don't even have a psychiatrist.
: Have you ever done it with a normal person?
: Didn't we already cover this?
: You never answered the question.
: Look, I'm not going to discuss my private life with total strangers.
: It's kind of a double edged sword isn't it?
: A what?
: Well, if you say you haven't, you're a prude. If you say you have you're a slut. It's a trap. You want to but you can't, and when you do you wish you didn't, right?
: Or are you a tease?
: She's a tease.
: I'm sure. Why don't you just forget it.
: Oh, you're a tease and you know it. All girls are teases.
: She's only a tease if what she does gets you hot.
: I don't do anything.
: That's why you're a tease.
: OK, let me ask you a few questions.
: I already told you everything.
: No. Doesn't it bother you to sleep around without being in love. I mean, don't you want any respect?
: I don't screw to get respect. That's the difference between you and me.
: It's not the only difference I hope.
: Face it, you're a tease.
: I'm NOT a tease.
: Sure you are. Sex is your weapon. You said it yourself. You use it to get respect.
: No, I never said that she twisted my words around.
: What do you use it for then?
: I don't use it period.
: Oh, are you medically frigid or is it psychological?
: I didn't mean it that way. You guys are putting words into my mouth.
: Well, if you'd just answer the question.
: Why don't you just answer the question?
: Be honest.
: No big deal.
: Yeah answer it.
: Answer the question, Claire.
: Talk to us. Every one: C'mon, answer the question. Come on. Answer it.
: C'mon, it's easy. It's only one question.
: NO I NEVER DID IT.
: I never did it either. I'm not a nymphomaniac. I'm a compulsive liar.
: after Claire has given Allison a makeover What happened to you?
: Why? Claire did it... What's wrong?
: Nothing's wrong... it's just so different, you know? I can see your face.
: Is that good or bad?
: It's good.
: Being bad feels pretty good, huh?
: Hey, how come Andrew gets to get up? If he gets up, we'll all get up, it'll be anarchy.
: Chicks cannot hold their smoke, dat's what it is.
: I just wanna know how one becomes a janitor because Andrew here is very interested in pursuing a career in the custodial arts.
: Well, Brian, this is a very nutritious lunch. All the food groups are represented. Did your mom marry Mr. Rogers?
: Uh, no. Mr. Johnson.
: You don't have any goals.
: Oh but I do.
: I wanna be just like you. I figure all I need, is a lobotomy and some tights.
: You wear tights?
: No I don't wear tights. I wear the required uniform.
: Shut up.
: You get along with your parents?
: Well, if I say yes I'm an idiot, right?
: You're an idiot anyway. But if you say you get along with your parents, well, you're a liar too.
: Don't mess with the bull, young man. You'll get the horns.
: What if your home... what if your family... what if your dope was on fire?
: Impossible, sir. It's in Johnson's underwear.
: What if your dope was on fire?
: Impossible, sir. It's in Johnson's underwear.
: after putting his head between Claire's legs under the table It was an accident.
: You're an asshole.
: Sue me.
: What's in there?
: Guess? Where's your lunch?
: You're wearing it.
: You're nauseating.
: pointing to Claire's lunch What's that?
: Rice, raw fish, and seaweed.
: You won't accept a guy's tongue in your mouth, and you're going to eat that?
: Can I eat?
: I don't know. Give it a try.
: But face it. You're a neo maxi zoom dweebie, what would you be doing if you weren't out making yourself a better citizen?
: What do you need a fake I.D. for?
: So I can vote.
: Dear Mr. Vernon: We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it is we did wrong, but we think you're crazy for making us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us: in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club.
: Uh... Dick, excuse me, Rich - will milk be made available to us?
: I have a really low tolerance for dehydration.
: I've seen her dehydrate, sir, it's pretty gross.
: When you grow up, your heart dies.
: Who cares?
: I care.
: When you grow up, your heart dies.
: Who cares?
: I care.
: You think about this: when you get old, these kids - when I get old - they're going to be running the country.
: Now this is the thought that wakes me up in the middle of the night. That when I get older, these kids are going to take care of me.
: I wouldn't count on it.
: What's your name?
: What's yours?
: Claire. It's a family name.
: Oh, it's a fat girl's name.
: Oh, thank you.
: You're welcome.
: I'm not fat.
: Well not at present, but I can see you really pushing maximum density. See I'm not sure if you know this, but there are two kinds of fat people: there's fat people that were born to be fat, and there's fat people that were once thin but became fat... so when you look at 'em you can sorta see that thin person inside. You see, you're gonna get married, you're gonna squeeze out a few puppies and then, uh...
: That's real intelligent.
: You're right. It's wrong to destroy literature. It's such fun to read. And
: Moe-Lay really pumps my nads.
: Stupid, worthless, no good, goddamn, freeloading son of a bitch. Retarded, big mouth, know-it-all, asshole, jerk. You forgot ugly, lazy and disrespectful. Shut up bitch. Go fix me a turkey pot pie. No dad, what about you? Fuck you. No dad, what about you? Fuck you. Dad, what about you? Fuck you.
: Is that for real?
: Wanna come over sometime?
: What was that ruckus?
: Uh, what ruckus?
: I was just in my office and I heard a ruckus.
: Could you describe the ruckus, sir?
: Yo wastoid, you're not gonna blaze up in here.
: Hey, you're not urinating in here, man.
: Don't talk. Don't talk. It makes it crawl back up.
: YOU ARE A BITCH.
: Why? 'Cause I'm telling the truth, that makes me a bitch?
: NO. 'Cause you know how shitty that is to do someone, if you don't got the balls to stand up to who you like.
: Hey, homeboy, what do you say we close that door, we'll get the prom queen impregnated.
: So... So, are you guys boyfriend/girlfriend? Steady Dates? Lov-ers? Come on, Sporto, level with me. Do you slip her the hot beef injection?
: GO TO HELL.
: Hey. What's going on in there?
: Spoiled little pricks.
: You know what I got for Christmas this year? It was a banner fuckin' year at the old Bender family. I got a carton of cigarettes. The old man grabbed me and said "Hey. Smoke up Johnny."
: Now is this the first time or the last time we do this?
: Good. Now use the time to your advantage.
: Mom, we're not supposed to study, we just have to sit there and do nothing.
: Well mister, you better figure out a way to study.
: I wanna be an airborne ranger, I wanna be put in danger.
: That's very clever, sir. But what if there's a fire? I think violating fire codes and endangering the lives of children would be unwise at this juncture in your career, sir.
: The next time I have to come in here I'm crackin' skulls.
: Why didn't you want me to know that you are a virgin?
: Because it's my business - my personal business!
: Actually, Brian, it doesn't sound like you're doing any business...
: My impression of life at Big Bri's house, "Son?" "Yeah, Dad?" "How was your day, son?" "Great, Dad! How's yours?" "Super! Say, how would like to go fishing this weekend?" "Great, Dad! But I got homework to do." "That's okay, son! You can do it on the boat!" "Gee!" "Hon, isn't our son swell?" "Yes, dear. Isn't life swell?"
: after Claire flips him off Oh, obscene finger gestures from such a pristine girl!
: What did you wanna be when you grew up?
: When I was a kid, I wanted to be John Lennon.
: Carl, don't be a goof.
: Claire, you wanna see a picture of a guy with elephantitis of the nuts? It's pretty tasty.
: No thank you.
: Oh Claire, would you ever consider dating a guy who looked like this?
: Can't you just leave me alone?
: I mean even if he had a nice personality and a cool car... although you'd probably have to ride in the backseat because his nuts would ride shotgun
: I said, leave her alone.
: You gonna make me?
: You and how many of your friends?
: Just me. Just you and me. Two hits. Me hitting you. You hitting the floor. Anytime you're ready, pal.
: running through the halls singing I wanna be an airborne ranger / I wanna be an airborne ranger / Before the day I die / There are five things I wanna ride / Rifle, lifeboat, automobile / Vernon's mother and a ferris wheel...
: You ought to spend a little more time trying to do something with yourself and a little less time trying to impress people.
Hahahahahah! I love that movie. Well ttyl!
Ohhh lookit here, another edit! YAY! Ok well hmmm... That girl Tegan, that I told you about in my fisrt wonderful paragraph. Yeah, she's a complete and total bitch!I hate her. Ok, Im good now. Well hmm here's some info on my stories:
Just A Play: I don't know if I'm gonna add onto this. I haven't decided.
The Truth About Socs: I'm not sure what to do with this one. I'll probably update, but not anytime soon, so dont count down the days.
WTF: I might add another chapter or too if I'm in a silly mood. But not a regular thing.
Tuff Love: My most "active" story. Will update as often as possible. Usually more than one update a day.
Hmmmm Let's see... I dunno. Well I have NEW BETTER friends! OH YEAH! w00t! Ok, Im good. Eeeekk well Message me or E-mail me or whatever. Just contact me:-D!
Im thinking about a new story! So look out for it!
IM PISSED! FANFICTION TOOK OFF TUFF LOVE AND WTF? BECAUSE I APPARENTLY HAD "INTERACTION" WITH THE READERS! GGGGGRRRRRRRRRR!
WOW! I havent been on in forever and a half!
Just a LOT of things have been going on in my life and I havent been in the mood for writing.
Ill try to update soon
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