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Top 15 This Month
# Name Points
1 KateHardy
from 47 reviews
2 RavenAkuma
from 39 reviews
3 dragonight9
from 17 reviews
4 goodolnoah
from 25 reviews
5 vampricone6783
from 28 reviews
6 khushi17bansal
from 11 reviews
7 Moonlily
from 30 reviews
8 keeperofgaming
from 7 reviews
9 AnotherCrowInRow
from 15 reviews
10 EllieMae
from 5 reviews
11 TOPAWG
from 5 reviews
12 L0ca1Tes1a
from 12 reviews
13 ToastK
from 7 reviews
14 Inferno
from 7 reviews
15 Bluepanther512
from 2 reviews
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Top 15 Past 7 Days
# Name Points
1 KateHardy
from 10 reviews
2 RavenAkuma
from 8 reviews
3 dragonight9
from 4 reviews
4 AnotherCrowInRow
from 13 reviews
5 khushi17bansal
from 4 reviews
6 L0ca1Tes1a
from 12 reviews
7 vampricone6783
from 7 reviews
8 keeperofgaming
from 2 reviews
9 Atticus
from 5 reviews
10 Honja
from 2 reviews
11 Moonlily
from 7 reviews
12 Spearmint
from 2 reviews
13 Ley
from 3 reviews
14 niteowl
from 1 reviews
15 NoOneInParticular
from 2 reviews
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Top 15 Past 24 Hours
# Name Points
1 RavenAkuma
from 3 reviews
2 L0ca1Tes1a
from 5 reviews
3 khushi17bansal
from 1 reviews
4 KateHardy
from 1 reviews
5 ToastK
from 2 reviews
6 WeepingWisteria
from 2 reviews
7 AnotherCrowInRow
from 2 reviews
8 vampricone6783
from 1 reviews
9 Moonlily
from 1 reviews
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Team Tortoise April
# Name # of Reviews
1 vampricone6783 37
2 22Midnight 33
Team Tortoise May
# Name # of Reviews
1 KateHardy 47
2 Moonlily 30
3 vampricone6783 28


For a short space of time I remained at the window watching the pallid lightnings that played above Mont Blanc and listening to the rushing of the Arve, which pursued its noise way beneath. The same lulling sounds acted as a lullaby to my too keen sensations; when I placed my head upon my pillow, sleep crept over me; I felt it as it came and blessed the giver of oblivion.
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein