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There's this really cool gal , ok? She's standing around being all chill, like cool gals are known to do sometimes. A cool gal like this probably has a real cool name. But she probably wouldn't just tell you what it was if you asked. She'd be way too busy for that. Busy being totally sweet. 

But you could always try to guess her name. And if you were right, she might nod ever so slightly. That's a cool gal way of letting you know there might just be hope for you yet.

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You don't have time for this! Now let's try this again shall we?
Rose strider ✔

Your name is ROSE. It is an UNSEASONABLY WARM April day. Your BEDROOM WINDOW is open to let some air in, and your FAN is cranked. Arguably even more cranked would be your FLY BEATS, which brings us to your variety of INTERESTS. A cool gal like you is sure to have plenty. You have a penchant for spinning out UNBELIEVABLY ILL JAMS with your TURNTABLES. You like to rave about BANDS NO ONE'S EVER HEARD OF BUT YOU. You collect WEIRD BOOKS ABOUT WIZARDS. You are an AMATEUR FILM MAKER and operate your own HIDDEN WRITING ROOM. You maintain a number of IRONICALLY HUMOROUS BLOGS, WEBSITES, AND SOCIAL NETWORKING PROFILES. And if the inspiration strikes, you won't hesitate to drop some PHAT RHYMES on a dork and REPRESENT. 

What will you do?

Rose laid on her bed listening to sick jams like the cool gal she is. She started to think about a certain internet friend of hers making her wonder, he doesn't always pick up but then again knowing him he's always sleeping. Whatever, Rose doesn't care as she has better things to be thinking of like what remix is she going to do. She looked at the clock sighing another all nighter she needs to stop this how could she focus on making her remixes if she keeps thinking about sleep? Anyway Rose started rapping softly not wanting to wake up her sister she started to become proud of it turning on her lamp next to her bed grabbing her rap diary writing the sick fires in it.
Grabbing her headphone cord pulling it out of her phone making the music pause. She went to her turn tables putting her headphone In them so only she can hear this new sick beat. Pressing record putting her mouth to the microphone she rapped as she let her hands move to the beat she felt.
Finally finished she pressed play naming it rap 413 . Rose doesn't always record her raps only keeps them in her diary. As she listened to her new piece of work she smiled to herself but only shortly suddenly she got an idea. She spun in her chair to the bed and grabbed her phone from her bed she started pestering her friend John.
She couldn't get in touch with him. The boy must be sleeping, no surprise there. She placed her phone back she sighed heavily he was always like this.
Stepping out the room to make a sandwich Rose flash stepped across the hall to make no noise as she passed her sisters room. As she finally reached the kitchen she grabbed a bottle of AJ and made herself a wicked looking sandwich. As she turned off the kitchen light she flashed stepped back into her room and munched on her food switching from the bottle of AJ to the food. Wait where is her phone?
Rose flashed stepped around her room searching everywhere for her phone but soon heard the haunting meow whisper in her ear. Quickly turning around to see the one and only lil jas oh how she hate that puppet! Lil jas let out a small giggle of meow's making it echo in the room she growled as he disappeared, she's going to find that puppet! She searched the whole apartment for her phone until she had to go to the room of her sister. Oh no.
Excepting the challenge she stepped closer to the door until she harshly pulled it open grabbing a near by staff holding it tightly. Seeing lil jas she flash stepped to get to him grabbing her phone as she turned around she bumped into something no someone...
Oh no...