What was Terezi like?
That’s a hell of a question, anon.
Terezi was amazing. I think my favorite thing about her was her ability to be righteously enraged and still be amazingly, hilariously, funny. She was stylish, and dramatic, and she had amazing poise. She was creative, and nasty, and a hell of a bitch. We made a fantastic team, and we made fantastic rivals. She was my sister when I hardly knew what a sister was. My feelings for her fell all over the quadrants. Black, flushed, pale. We brought out the worst and best in each other. When we were near one another everything became a huge, fantastical game. It was like the world was a stage and we were the two main characters. I always wanted to show off for her.
She had a lot of energy inside her. She was resilient, and could bounce back from anything as long as she just kept going. I guess her biggest problem was if she got tripped up, her negative feelings could kind of spiral out.
As for looks, she was never exactly what you’d call beautiful, but she was incredibly striking. Shortish, and thicker bodied,she carried herself with a hell of a swagger. She moved like a cat, or a earth southern gentleman type. Her wide face was very, very expressive, and usually plastered with a big stupid grin. Her hair was short, and kinda fluffy, often getting in her face without her noticing.
I don’t blame her at all for what she did, stabbing me like that. We both knew it was coming, really. An understandable continuation of our relationship. I’m just glad, really glad, I got to see her again.
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