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[вlυenoѕeღ]

ღ I'll start first. Then whoever else can follow. P.s. Everyone lives on campus. And it's winter. If you go to the first page and look where it says area, at the bottom it says, House infront of facility. So, thats where everyone stays, with their own room.. ღ

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So, did you ever try to clear things up in the group six situation, or should I just choose a new one for Gatsby?

[gizmo,]

(( Sorreh I poofed. So we're starting, after you post first Blue? ))

[zobiiwan]

{ Sorry I haven't gotten my form up yet. My computer isn't being very helpful. It won't let me get any pictures! Ugh. Sorry! It's also kinda late for someone who has to get up early in the morning. I have a class tomorrow and Thursday, but I will be on. Maybe my computer will be handy tomorrow. Well, my grandma's. That may not help my issue. Her's is a dinosaur.
I really do apologize, I will get it up as soon as I possibly can, my cousin is on her way over and we have to get her settled in as well. |: So sorry! }

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Gatsby's form is finished. I have to go, but I'll be back in probably like half an hour.

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For Bleu, getting out of bed is work. So getting dressed AND getting out of bed, is just plain labor to him.

As he rolled over in his bed sheets, he gazed up from his pillow and looked at the glowing light of his alarm clock. 6:33 in the morning. He thought laying his head back on the pillow. On the wall in front of him, is the calander, December 20th. Was today's date. Christmas was five days away, and he knew it was going to be a busy one. The facility owner already bought the workers, such as himself, a gift this year, and they sat under the christmas-tree in the livingroom downstairs. No, Bleu was not eager, he never was eager for this holiday. Merely because, he was the only who would wake up late.

He flopped over onto his back, and looked up at his cieling, perfect blue. His favorite color. He only liked the shade of it, not the colors name. So he called it, beautiful. Which was almost his word for everything. He even calls toast beautiful. It was a common word for him to use, because he thought, everything was beautiful. The sky, the girls, the dogs, the ocean, the clouds. Everything, he only kept his emotions about them to himself, because he could never seem to fully let people know without getting laughed at. He was already humiliated because of his name.

The sun hadn't shone it's bright face yet, and the glimmer of moon still shone dimly through his black-out curtians. He wasn't ready to get up, but all workers had to be up, out of bed, and dressed, by 7:00. He, was always late. His stomach growled, and rumbled, needing it's proper nurishment. Sadly, Bleu didn't feel like getting up, and slipping into clothes, he felt 7:00 was too early. So, he tried to make it downstairs, at 7:10. Only, he was always chewed out for it.

As he stare up at his celeiling he couldn't help but notice, that Emmie and Addie haven't came and bugged him for food yet. He pulled himself up into a sitting position and whistled lightly for his pups. Emmie, who was the youngest, couldn't quite make it on the bed yet, and lucky was right next to his bed. He smiled and looked for Addie, who still hadn't shown up yet. Eager to find his dog, he flung the covers off him and stood up out of bed, almost stepping on Emmie. Who quickly moved out of his way, and into her little crate. Bleu walked around his small room, through the bathroom-stopping to use the restroom-and in his closet. "Addie!" He whispered looking under his bed. Emmie yipped, and didn't help at all. Finally he opened his bedroom door. The little yellow lab bursted out, and slid down the wood floor hall. Her little claws clicking on the finished surface. "Emmie!" He whispered, following the pup downstairs.

{Umm.. Days wanted a spot in six... I forgot she wanted and let ѕearenιтy have it. I'm kinda a doof.. and can't seem to read. But, would you be kind enough to let Days have the spot, and I'll give you another one??}

[Crazycookiemonster]

Location ~ Freezing my Butt off
Age - Sexy Seventeen
Crush - My eyes have caught something bleu
With - Reed and Charlie, and whoever is there
Outfit - Trying to stay warm.
Thought Process - Today is a new day

I flinch when I feel something damp touch my ear. Me, not caring to find out what it was tried to go back to sleep, but as I relaxed and once again exposed my ear it came back. This time however, it started to chew. I lift my hand and try and push it away, but Reed, my over sized German Shepard, was unrelenting. Now using both my hands, but still managing to keep my eyes closed I try and push him away, only to have him sit uncomfortably on my stomach. YIP, ahh god, YIP, not again, YIP YIP! I through my pillow down at Charlie, how I hated yet loved him so much. YIP, he was unrelenting. As I open my eyes I am faced with Reed's head and Charlie's head poking up every few seconds to look at me. He still couldn't reach my bed, and I like it like that. Quickly I sat up, knocking Reed off my bed and onto Charlie which, thankfully, shut him up. 6:45, the clock tells me, and ohh how I wish it was lying. I quickly got out of bed, and due to my awesomeness I slipped and fell, and being me i started laughing. But my happiness is short lived, because I have all of 15, well now 14 minutes to get ready so as fast as my still asleep legs could carry my I got to my closet. Slipped into a pair of jeans, pulled on a shirt, grabbed my jacket and shoes, then raced out of my room followed by two of the dumbest dogs in the world.

[gizmo,]

call me Ryder
i am a girl
i have no crush
i train group 2

Mornings were the worst thing invented, in Ryder's mind. Light filtered through her curtains, displaying a brunette tucked snugly under her purple comforter; all that was visible was hair that was splayed out on the pillow. Groaning, an eye opened, then another, and then finally her whole head poked out. Peering at the alarm clock on her side table, it read 6:30. Releasing another groan, she, almost robotic, slowly sat up and stretched, yawning as she did so. She knew she needed to get up and dressed soon, if she wanted to get downstairs by 7:00. Well, she didn't want to do anything except go back to sleep, but she knew that wasn't an option if she wanted to stay there and train her beloved huskies. Just thinking about them brought a smile to her face, lighting up her eyes. It actually made her look happy; it was the perfect mask.

Whistling softly for her babies, she was greeted almost instantly by a small bark and a loud yapping. Laughing, she leaned over her bed and picked up Sasha, her Akita Inu puppy. The pup couldn't get on her bed quite yet, so Ryder usually saved her the trouble and the embarrassment. Shiloh, her Beagle, hopped up just fine, licking her exposed skin repeatedly. She wouldn't even need a shower if he kept this up, she thought jokingly. His tongue was almost quick and ready to lick. Setting Sasha on her comforter next to Shiloh, she scratched their heads for a bit, stalling.

Glancing at the clock again, she heaved a sigh, standing reluctantly. Glancing down at her two babies, giving her the puppy dog look, she then glanced at her pajamas. She was wearing a black v-neck shirt with Creed, one of her favorite bands, on the back, and shorts. Most thought she was crazy for wearing shorts to bed, but she liked the cold at night when she slept. Weird, yes, she was very aware. Her hair tumbled down her back in waves, not that bed-head looking. Finally, not caring what she looked like, she shook her head, laughing, as she opened her bedroom door. Without missing a beat, her babies took off out the door, descending the stairs with another dog it seemed. Stepping into the hall, she was met with the sight of an irritated, and very sleepy, Bleu. Smiling, for she knew how much he hated mornings, she greeted rather cheerfully Good morning Bleu. It actually wasn't a god morning, because it was morning. He knew this, for it wasn't a secret that she was definitely not a morning person either.

[♛ feral]

|Could I reserve a male in group seven?|

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For Bleu, getting out of bed is work. So getting dressed AND getting out of bed, is just plain labor to him.

He heard a 'thud' and stopped. Figuring it was, Zoe. He thought of her, as a clumsy person. He, had no idea why. At he walked down the hopeless stairs he was greeted by a cheery Ryder. He smiled, and still hadn't figured out that he was his in his basketball shorts, which he wore to be every night. "Morning Ryder." He said, his voice, a bit groggy. Quickly he took a glance downstairs, hoping Addie was down there. Seeing no collie waiting for him, he got a worried feeling in his stomach. Mainly, because, she wasn't a fixed dog, and could be roaming the streets getting pregnate. She was at the age for it.

He glanced up and Zoe coming out of her room. Gently he waved another 'hey.' It wasn't starting out as a good day for Bleu, because, one) He was missing his dog. two) He was tired and three) There is no three. Finally he began to walk down the rest of the stairs, figuring the girls would want to go get some food.

{Yes I will.. reserve you that spot. And I'm so gunna make it to where is Addie comes back pregnate. I don't know why.. but I wanna... Figured it would be a odd twist type thingy.. Ya know?}