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  • Archive Re: Twisted Fates

    Catrin could hear the orchestra already practicing in the ball room below. She groaned and pounded her pillows in rage, kicking her feet angrily onto the pillows on the foot ...

    Jun 17, 2009
  • Archive Re: Midynn's Hope

    Name: Marissa Laurel Grey Age: 19 Gender: Female Species: Human Powers/abilities: An amazing huntress and is constantly asked to join the 'evil' people, but she always declines. She only hunts ...

    Jun 17, 2009
  • Archive Re: High school

    Name: Amberly Marissa Grey (Am, Ambo, or number 12 *her sport team number) Age: 17 Gender: Female Grade: Senior Occupation: High school and waitress when she's able Personality: Amberly is ...

    Jun 17, 2009
  • Archive Re: High school

    i claim a spot

    Jun 16, 2009
  • Archive Re: Midynn's Hope

    i claim one as well

    Jun 15, 2009
  • Archive Re: Twisted Fates

    "No! Stop it!" Catrin shouted, trying to get away from her horrid brother, who had her in a tight hug. He laughed loudly and let her drop to the ground. ...

    Jun 15, 2009
  • Archive Re: Twisted Fates

    The door to Catrin's room flew open, causing her to scream and roll off the bed, landing on her bottom. A husky voice laughed hysterically from her door. She peeked ...

    Jun 15, 2009
  • Archive Re: Twisted Fates

    "Catrin! Hold your arms out and suck that fat stomach of yours!" Her mother commanded, slapping her toned stomach. Catrin glared at her mother and did what she was told. ...

    Jun 14, 2009
  • Archive Re: Twisted Fates

    Catrin smiled cockily back at Tybalt, who was sulking about the back he'd only got one buck that was a four point, while Catrin got one eight and six point. ...

    Jun 14, 2009
  • Archive Re: Twisted Fates

    "Tybalt, would you slow down? All you're going to do is scare it off!" Catrin shouted after Tybalt, urging her horse to go faster so she could catch up with ...

    Jun 14, 2009
  • Archive Re: Twisted Fates

    A squawk sounded throughout Catrin's room at precisely seven in the morning. Catrin moaned softly, throwing her pillow over her head in a huff. The same squawk sounded once again. ...

    Jun 14, 2009
  • Archive Re: Twisted Fates

    Right in the middle of dessert the hawk flew into the dining room, dropping the letter in Catrin's lap. Her mother raised a curious brow, basically telling Catrin that she ...

    Jun 13, 2009
  • Archive Re: Twisted Fates

    Catrin huffed angrily at the letter that she had laid out on her study. She took out yet another piece of paper, dipped her pen in ink, and started to ...

    Jun 13, 2009
  • Archive Re: The Summoning

    Marley~ "Heads up!" Marley dropped to the ground as a frisbee flew over her head, someone catching it behind her. She let a growl out, glaring at the two people ...

    Jun 13, 2009
  • Archive Re: Haunted

    Christopher~ Christopher chuckled softly to himself as he followed the two girls in front of him. Another one was walking slowly behind him, a curious look across her features, almost ...

    Jun 13, 2009


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