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Wed Jun 11, 2014 2:56 pm
crossroads says...



Oh and post links to your reviews in this thread, please. You can each make one post and edit as you make new reviews, so the thread doesn't get too cluttered ;)
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Wed Jun 11, 2014 3:40 pm
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ExOmelas says...



*charges off to the green room*

What fools these mortals be!
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A Midsummer Night's Dream


Who cares if one more light goes out?
Well I do.

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Wed Jun 11, 2014 3:54 pm
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retrodisco666 says...



For district four!!!

Spoiler! :
1. to lead.
2. Soldiers
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Wed Jun 11, 2014 4:17 pm
ExOmelas says...



So I guess this will sort of work like a Knight of the Green Room log:

Last edited by ExOmelas on Thu Jun 12, 2014 7:55 am, edited 7 times in total.

What fools these mortals be!
William Shakespeare
A Midsummer Night's Dream


Who cares if one more light goes out?
Well I do.

Linkin Park
One More Light


  





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Wed Jun 11, 2014 5:27 pm
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crossroads says...



You have about an hour and a half left~
Where are all the Tributes?

@Pompadour
@Piper
@defyingravity01
@JamesHunt
@ongoeslife
@BiscuitsBatchAvoy
@ShadowVyper
@Blackwood
@retrodisco666

^ That's how many of you I wish to see here now ;)
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Wed Jun 11, 2014 5:55 pm
Gravity says...



I didn't hear about this until just now, I'll get working
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Wed Jun 11, 2014 6:15 pm
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The deadline just got a bit extended - if you manage to get those reviews in before the scores are announced, you still win c:
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Wed Jun 11, 2014 6:18 pm
BrumalHunter says...



All Tributes, proceed with Project Butterfly post-haste!
But the Fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against such there is no law.
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Wed Jun 11, 2014 6:26 pm
ongoeslife says...



*Wanders in*
  





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Wed Jun 11, 2014 6:30 pm
Gravity says...



Spoiler! :
http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/work.php?id=112467&c=474437#c474437

Raspberries


More reviews to come!
Last edited by Gravity on Wed Jun 11, 2014 6:32 pm, edited 2 times in total.
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It talks in tongues and quiet sighs,
And prayers and proclamations

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Wed Jun 11, 2014 6:31 pm
ExOmelas says...



When will the scores be announced?/When is the deadline?

Okay, I have to go take a shower. Good luck, fellow Tributes!

What fools these mortals be!
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A Midsummer Night's Dream


Who cares if one more light goes out?
Well I do.

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Wed Jun 11, 2014 6:57 pm
Gravity says...



There's a narcissist in the mirror

The Blood Bath-- The Only One

Pathetic

"Let it Load"
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Wed Jun 11, 2014 7:37 pm
BrumalHunter says...



Captain James Hunt, reporting with his progress relating to Project Butterfly, ma'am!

Last edited by BrumalHunter on Sun Jun 15, 2014 6:54 pm, edited 6 times in total.
But the Fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against such there is no law.
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Wed Jun 11, 2014 8:53 pm
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BrumalHunter says...



Members of the Capitol, take your time, think things through; we are just past the quarter mark of our goal, so please, take all the time you could possibly need.
But the Fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against such there is no law.
— Paul the Apostle

Winter is inevitable. Spring will return eventually, and AstralHunter with it.
  





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Wed Jun 11, 2014 9:25 pm
Shady says...



AriaAdams wrote:Where are all the Tributes?


Work, eep. *heads off to review*

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