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posted by SilverFox73
Name: Cario
Species: Parrot
Personality: Wacky, loud-mouthed
Powers: Can manipulate and copy a large amount of sounds and voices, flight.
Skills: Sword fighting, pickpocketing, element of surprise.
Story: Long ago, Cario was part of a pirate crew, and was first mate of the captain. He was very skilled member of the crew, with his experience and looting skills. But one day, the pirate's ship was inexplicably struck kwa lightning! Cario was one of the few crew members who managed to escape kwa raft, and spent days at sea, hoping that he would find dry land. One day, his prayers were answered when he finally stumbled upon a small island. Once reaching the shore, he stretched out his sea legs and walked to explore the island, when he tripped and fell on something in the sand. Cario dug a little hole where his foot had tripped and amazingly, it was a chaos emerald! Cario had heard many tales of the chaos emeralds and their great powers. Cario had made it his dream to find one, and now he was staring at one in the sand! Cario picked up the zumaridi, zamaradi and jumped for joy at his discovery, then seen realized that since there were no other pirates miles from the location, he had no one to share his joy with. Cario then looked hard at the zumaridi, zamaradi and made a wish on the zumaridi, zamaradi that he could retreat to a place to share not only this story, but all of his wondrous stories. Suddenly, dark clouds started to fill the sky and start to rain. Then, Cario was struck kwa a lightning bolt! Cario was knocked unconscious and fell to the ground, and when he woke up the rain sounded like it had stopped. He sat up and saw the beautiful sight of his soon-to-be home, zumaridi, zamaradi Town. Cario sat in his spot, puzzled, then looked down at his hand and saw that he was still holding the emerald. He then realized how he got here: The chaos zumaridi, zamaradi had granted his wish! Cario then stood up and started to run through zumaridi, zamaradi Town. He had found a new home, and he wanted to see everything in it. Then, he stopped to look at a very tall building, and had an idea. He flew up to the juu of the building and then looked over the whole town. Then as a daring feat, he jumped off the building and just before he hit the ground turned his body so he started to glide across the streets! Cario closed his eyes and felt the wind blow through his feathers, then he opened them to see that he was about to crash through a window of an apartment building! Cario tumbled across the floor of the building, slamming against the ukuta on the opposite side of the room. Cario looked up and saw two people in the room, a manager behind the counter and my sekunde FC Jake, whose story will be told another time. Cario flipped to his feet and greeted the two and to apoligized about the window. Then Jake alisema that unless he had something to do here to scram. Cario then turned to the manager and offered to give some money to fix the window, and dug in his satchel and pulled out a dhahabu doubloon. The manager immediately picked up the doubloon and alisema that it was a rare artifact, then alisema that he would exchange anything for the doubloon. Jake then perked up and alisema that Cario was with him and that they would exchange the doubloon for an apartment. Before Cario could say another word, the manager agreed, handed Jake the paperwork and the keys to the apartment. Jake then shoved the confused Cario to their new home. Once there, Jake explained to him that he could stay with him when he liked, considering that Cario was the one who got it in the first place. Cario then agreed, and the adventures of the duo began...
WINDY NODDED. She had just met Storm, and yet she already respected her.
"Got anything for Spike and Tails?" Windy asked, still holding Spike.
Storm looked at Windy.
"Of corse! A twenty year-old SHOUD have medical supplies in her house shouldn't she?"
Windy waited for her to get the supplies, and soon enough she did and treated Tails. It was then that she noticed that Tails had been shot in the head. Once Storm was finished, she waved her hand and Tails was gone. Before Windy even had time to ask, Storm said,"He's back nyumbani now. He'll be alright, trust me."
Storm walked to Windy. There was a bit...
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TAILS LEAD THE TWO to a coffie table. The meza, jedwali was crowded with gadgets Tails was working on.
"You guys want somthing to eat, mabey?"
Windy nodded.
"Nah, I'm good!"
Then they heard a loud rumbling, and turned their attention to Spike.
Windy sweatdroped.
They sat down to eat a snack. Afterwards Tails showed them to a room.
"Night guys."
Tails shut the door.
Spike stared at the only bed.
"I'll sleep on the floor."he sugested.
Windy would have been glad to take the bed, but Spike was one of her few remaining freinds.
"No, wewe take it, I'm used to sleeping without a bed."
Spike looked over.
"No, wewe deserve...
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Drexel and everyone do some epic pwnage.
Anyways,this is da last chapter.
U Mad Bro?
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Everything was getting dark. I started to hear nothing at all.
A few hours later, I was awake and on a metal kitanda with a hole in the center. I was cuffed down.
"Wha???...." I said, confused.
Above my stomach was a pole with big holes in it.
"So you're awake, huh? Nice...." The masked man said.
He pulled a rope and flames came out of the holes in the pole.
The pole lowered down.
I sucked in my stomach as a pointed spike came out of the bottom.
"You better stop stop right...
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posted by dexisawesome
Videnez was born on June 15, 1999. His parents were Lord Forester and Lady Berhillen. Growing up in a family of great wealth was too much for Videnez, having always been the most adventurous and the family rebel. As soon as he turned 18, he went to Bot camp. There he meet others of many different types of people, but he was the most respected of them all. A perfect shot, he excelled in his training at the camp. There he gained many Marafiki in the ghetto type, for he completely rejected having been born in a rich family. His perfection in the sniping area proved to be a good thing, for he was...
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posted by zougethebat1
When they get to Mysee's cave they put their stuff down and relaxed. "Well that was fun"Zouge's farter alisema "Easy for u to alisema I had to carry you!"Zouge's mother yelled "Hey don't blame me I don't have wings plus it was your idea to fly here."Zouge's farter alisema "And whats that surpossed to mean."Zouge's mother yelled backed As Zouge's parnets arguing Zouge take the bags and went to Mysee's door."Why I'm I here?"Zouge alisema to herself She knock on the door."Who there!"A voice alisema from behind the the door "It's me."Zouge alisema "O well come in here the door's open."Mysee alisema happyfully As Zouge...
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Ok, this is very simple. People that do recoloring (I know you're in there) I found this cool site where wewe can all learn to draw like the pros if wewe really really REALLY wanna be a great artist in the near future. This also counts for other drawing subjects such as MLP FiM, Anime, Manga, Animals, ndoto creatures and so forth.
It's called DragoArt.com, a tutorial and artwork site that even has chats for "troubled" artists. So don't give the old ''oh I can't draw!" Excuse. Not having a scanner au camera I can understand. But there's a solution to that to, its called paint, sumopaint, GIMP...
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I think the title gives it away a bit, but I quite frankly do not care.

Something I have been noticing lately is the lack of criticism in maoni of art. Usually, everyone will give a generic compliment like awesome and cool, y'know, things that aren't very specific. Gradually, this is pissing me off, and for several reasons as well.

It is not constructive at all:
Listen, I would understand if it was something that is very good where wewe cannot find any sort of fault, but that's only in Seuris's art. If wewe genuinely find it to be perfectly executed, then go ahead and give it a generic and positive...
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Yeah, as wewe can tell from the typing, this is pure opinion, but I am hoping kwa the end of this everyone sees that character sheets are a necessary part of a great RPG.

First off, character sheets increase the amount of knowledge all the other roleplayers have on the character, giving them the ability to create intricate methods that curb to the character's facts. Ultimately making the roleplay much zaidi intense and enjoyable.

They also give others an idea of what your character is like, so they will not be completely blind of your characters motifs and/or abilities during the roleplay. Some...
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posted by SilverFanGirl
Never mentioned the The Trio before. The swali in the pop quiz, if wewe have not answered it yet, go answer it NOW. Thanks.
Let's see if wewe knew this...

Leader of the Trio-

Micks the Hedgebat- A white hedgebat with blue eyes, black hair with red highlights. She usually wears a short purple tank juu with short shorts (purple also) with boots that are light gray on the inside and darker gray on the outer side. Green wings

Second-

Lily the Bat- Brown fur, manyoya with reddish hair. Black and red wings. Red short tank juu and black short shorts. Black boots with red slash markings on the side of her boots....
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posted by shadowknuxgirl
It was a normal morning. The sun was shining, there was a nice fall breeze, everything was fine. Melody, Emily, Zouge, Cece, and Shion had all received a note. The note read:
"dear pathetic mortals-- I mean, friends,
I'm throwing a party tonight at the old mansion, there will be live muziki and food. Party starts at 6:00 sharp. Dress as wewe please.
Yours truly,
~Silhouette"
They were each suspicious. A party? On Halloween night? Thrown kwa SILHOUETTE? the girl who was known to commit crimes and has been thrown in jail zaidi than a few times? Although they were a bit suspicious they decided they...
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A/N
If wewe wish to enter the contest, take this as an example of a one-on-one battle-
Diabo raised his rapier to his face.
The face of what he presumed was Nimean pride.
The face that stood behind many a blow, to strange and kin alike.
The face that’s only betrayal of its holder’s emotion was a diabolical smirk.
“En guard, Liar,” Diabo alisema playfully, if not with aristocratic malice, to his opponent.
“Alleuz, Trickster,” replied Jacob, hearing the definition of his name for the first time in a while.
Diabo raised the sharp-bladed war maker to the height of his hair, half of which had been...
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{3 mwaka olds can write better than me}
PLZ READ CHAPTER 1-22 BEFORE kusoma THIS
~enjoy -_-" (not)

(this is wrote in wednesdays point of view)

i awoke in a pile of wingu inayofuata to rane and misery
"where the hell r we?" asked misery as she sat up beside me "why in The Holy City of course" alisema a voice from above us and standing in front of us was a boy hedgehog with white fur, manyoya and Angel wings and he looked alot like Yesterday just then Rane started to wake up and as she opened her eyes they flashed from red to colorless i seemed to b the only one to notice ignoring Rsne the boy alisema "i am Tomorrow...
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{these fanfics were only good around easter cuz i had lots of chokoleti to eat and inspire me}
IF U HAVE NOT READ CHAPTER 1-13 DONT READ THIS

(this is in whispers point of view) i am so scared. i dont know where i am. mr. fluffy blue hair and captain darky knight brought me to a ngome but it isnt like the princess castles like in the stories big sissy arc told me. no way its a dump. its all black and red and dull icky. so captain darky knight brings me to a big dark kiti cha enzi room with a big stain shiney glass window with a pic of a broken in half black moyo like the kanzu, koti of arms on their shields...
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posted by Skitty_Love
Name: Moka Purre'
Species: Cat (persian)
Age: 17
Nickname: Cool Cat
Color: Dark purple and magenta
She mainly believes in beauty, charm, looks, and attraction. I guess wewe could say she is conceited. But that doesn't change the way she is very caring and acts as Kami's guardian. Very responsible.

Name: Kami
Species: Rabbit
Age:14
Nickname: Bipolar Bunny
Color: Cream and light yellow
Strange and highly annoying, mainly because shes bipolar. Her idol is Moka and she is obsessed with Vlad. Has no parents.

Name: Winter Bride
Species: Not sure XD
Age: Not sure
Nickname: Woman in the mist
Color: Creamy misty color
Her beauty and wealth is admired kwa all. Not much is known behind her.

Name: Koko
Species: Cat (Maine Coon)
Age: 15
Nickname: Choco cat
Color: chokoleti brown
Adopted and not very social. She can be timid but uses her powers as her main weapons.
Only if wewe finished "New Planet, New Life".
NEW SQUIGLY LINE!! :O
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~They were running back to the base due to the fact that they were ONCE AGAIN being chased kwa the whole Mobius and had used all of the chaos emeralds power AND had just attempted to destroy Mobius. "That wasn't in the brochure!" Zim said. GIR farted in the air and grabbed Tak and farted away with them. Tails looked up and said, "Ohhh... That's what makes him fly. " They reached their base and borded everything up and went to the lab. "I think we might need a disguise." Zim said....
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posted by InvaderRaven
I decided to write an makala about wewe because you've been so kind to all of you're Marafiki and just deserve it.

Meph,you are one of the most random,awesome,epic,kindhearted,and inspiring person I've ever known.I didn't know someone could have the weirdest and most funniest mind in this horrid world,but then i met you.
All your kindness has spread onto me and i have never felt zaidi alive.I always look at you're maoni and can't help,but laugh.The things wewe write always put a smile on my face.It feels good to know i didn't have to fake it.Words don't really describe the joy i have inside...
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posted by thetacoman
Festus held the ore's holding pot like a child as he watched the bright machungwa, chungwa liquid flow into the mould.
For weeks he had worked on the SWord, gently carving the mould and slowly heating the Orachulum until it became liquid enough to flow.
The machungwa, chungwa ore gave off a soft blue glow, producing a strange colour that soothed Festus.
The ore came to the juu of the mould, and Festus set the holder on his workbench, and set the juu on the mould.

Festus held the blade with his gloves. "Such beauty," he exclaimed admiringly "In such a small blade."
The SWord glinted as he attached the pure ruby hilt.
The...
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posted by sierradawn9
*~BASICS~*
Name: CarBuckle
Species: Hedgehog
Age: 19-25
Gender: Male
Accent: Hillbilly sometimes, but manages to keep it on the down low
Likes: Wrestling, girls, killing etc...
Dislikes: Jail, brats, people dissing him for being southern
Hobbies: Wrestling, escaping from jail, flirting
Love interest: Sierra the Hedgehog

*~APPEARANCE~*
Fur color: Silver-grey
Spine style: Front spines are long and kinda jut out from his forehead. Back spines are longer than the normal hedgehog's.
[other] fur, manyoya style: Scruffy. White, heart-shaped chest fur.
Eye color: Green
Clothes: dark blue vest, worn-out jeans, black converse...
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posted by thetacoman
Im following Soda's lead in uandishi awful stories that make wewe all die a little inside =)
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I was a surge of white fur, leaping across the roofs, searching for people in need of mercy.
All the wails of the homeless and poor rang out to me, as though hearing a young cub cry for help.
But they were not my priority tonight.
I heard a awful song from one house, and was reminded of the song I sung every time my father beat me.
I slipped through the chimmeny, unfased kwa the open flame I passed through.
The child lay wailing on the bed. The song just got louder as I approached.
"Just wait, dear," I whispered,...
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    “Aah, the sweet smell of blood…” Estelle alisema serenely as she dipped a paintbrush into a bowl of thick, red liquid, painting it on a kichaka of white roses.
    “…Uhh, Is that blood that you’re painting with?!” Myka asked, eyes widened.
    “No duh, what else?” Estelle replied back in a serious tone, finishing up the last rose. She smelled them all. “Delicious blood. Smells so divine, tastes so rich and succulent…” She alisema calmly. Myka gagged, then choked, then coughed. Estelle turned to face her.
    “If...
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