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GreenClan and a group of rogues who constantly pester them are driven
out of the forest and into the city, where the strays that already live there pretty
much declare war to drive them back out. GreenClan is split in two, and the four groups
battle to become the street lords of the city. Drama ensues. Click the irritated cat
above to visit the thread; semi-lit players only.

[Keriae]

fall of the clans; [pm forms, rp samples & reservations]
We need males!

terror and pain was sweeping through the felines as they fled. no prophecy, no warning. it seemed that not even their ancestors knew of the terror and danger the clans had to face. the lakeside territory was becoming more hostile with each time the sun rose, two legs had begun to enter their territory but they didn't destroy the area like they did in the forest, instead they used the cats territory as a sanctuary for other creatures that were lethal to them. with the twolegs came dogs, badgers, beavers and birds of prey came harder hunting, and the risk of being savaged when out trying to find the scarce amount of prey. the hunters became the hunted.

first alliance formed was thunderclan and shadowclan, shadowclan's territory had become a place crawling with dogs and badgers so they joined together for protection and not to launch an attack. then windclan joined riverclan for the same reason as the thunderclan shadowclan alliance, to protect cat's lives. it was the gathering a few nights later that changed everything. each clan cat that had survived the hunger and the attacks came to the gathering, feeble elders to newborn kits and even pregnant queens that barely made it across the tree bridge. even the traditional places to sit were forgotten as the warriors, deputies and apprentices sat around the weaker cats in their natural desire to protect.

leaders didn't give reports about how bad they were being affected, it was as if every cat knew despite the face they are from different clans. what were they going to do was the only thing that interested them and as the leaders weighed the options beavers attacked as they had claimed the lake and this included the island. the battle was quick and deadly and that was when it was decided the lake was no longer a haven to them. finding a new home was the only way to find safety.

and now here we are, a massive group of cats padding growing weaker. we left through windclans territory, despite the risks of birds of prey it was the safest route as the hawks would only attack the kits and we outnumbered them greatly and now we don't even know if we will survive.

[Connor.Deviant]

Okay welcome to kingdom hearts role play! Most role plays are generally specified on certain games or generation well mine is a mix of everything! There are all characters included into this! I will play as Axel and Ventus! All characters exist in this rp! I also have a new organization charrie that is number XIII her name is Zenor! This rp comes with recaps at the bottom so your not lost! Oh another thing you can use one of your charries as a couple from your own charries I'm fine with that!

Plot: Heartless are back the strongest they have ever been! One person has the keyblade it's Zenor! But those who already wield keyblades have to earn them back not from Zenor but from Xemnas! If you do not earn your keyblade back then you fade into the shadows and become a nobody forever! Now if you want to be a nobody forever that's just fine with Xemnas. I will list off the orginization numbers you can sign up for one if you want as well as reserve charries! OH and you also need a form! you can make your own! but if you dont want to then use mine! You can chose to be semi-literate if you want

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VIII Taken!
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XIII taken!
might make a XIV and XV

My charries!
Zenor
Axel
Ventas

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Crushes!
Zenor>>>>>?
Ventus>>>>Aqua

http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=28&t=1878925

[{Lullaby}]

The Haldred Pack was once a very large and powerful pack. Duncan is the alpha of the pack, but he is cruel and corrupt. Other wolves in the pack are either malevolent like him or are too afraid to leave. A few months ago, Duncan ordered his beta, Wren, to gather a group of wolves for a border patrol. Two hours later, one of the wolves from the patrol, Fiasha, returned badly injured. Fiasha told Duncan that the patrol lost a fight against a bear. She reported that the rest of the patrol died or were too injured to return.

In reality, Wren and the rest of the patrol were wolves that wanted to escape the chaos that Duncan inflicted on the pack. They left the territory, claiming the eastern side of the forest as their own and calling themselves the Zerrin Pack. One day, they plan to destroy Duncan and any other vicious wolves in the Haldred Pack. Fiasha is actually a spy for the Zerrin Pack. She claims she is going on a hunt, but in reality, she leaves to tell Wren news of the Haldred Pack. The Zerrin Pack may be small, but Duncan doesn't know they exist. Duncan believes the wolves from the patrol are dead. The wolves from the Zerrin Pack are also clever, loyal to each other, and fight for justice. However, the Haldred Pack has many members, strong wolves, and no morals to live by. Nobody knows how the final battle will end, but it will be bloody and few wolves will survive.

ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛɪᴏɴ | ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ | ᴏᴘᴇɴ

[Resin]

இ Ѻur Ѻwn Ҟeepers இ

The History

Disease ravaged the world and the humans that ruled it have ceased to be. In an instant our former keepers fell to the ground, grasped at their throats, then breathed their last. It seemed a triumph, but what would become of us?

With their deaths we became the rulers: the biggest, the smartest, the most brutal. Many of us did not make it, but those that did left their barred prisons behind. As we wandered the barren, dust covered city streets, our minds began to change. In months we were no longer mindless beasts. Within our minds rested advanced intelligence.

We began to think and feel. We developed a plethora of emotions and thoughts. It was as if the humans, in their deaths, had left their knowledge to us. They had given us their longevity as well, for our lifespans increased. Those of us that had felt their age before now felt like young cubs.

A council was called between those of us that remained. Leaders were appointed and a hierarchy was established. Rules were made and boundaries were set. We could kill, but never each other. The ungulates that lived would be our source of food. They roamed the city and the surrounding forests in abundance. On occasion we would find one of the few remaining humans. They were now the endangered species and seeing them was thought to bring good luck. We also chose a new name for ourselves. We were no longer animals. We agreed to call ourselves The wise.

With our new found intelligence came new abilities. We were able to speak and read. Those of us with the digits for it, mainly apes, were able to write. We began making homes for ourselves in places formerly run by humans. Also in our new found comprehension we began to develop feeling for one another based on personality; not species. Many couples of different species now existed among us and it was well accepted.

The rulers of The Wise, a massive Golden Liger named Tenzin , and a smokey grey wolf named Resin, made their home in the grand library, spending their time poring over books and papers, taking advantage of the gift that they were given. Others took up dwelling wherever they felt most comfortable.

Recently, more and more humans have been spotted. Soon after, one of our kind was found dead; humans standing around the murdered leopardess with spears in hand. They were chased off, but fear surfaced inside of us. Mind you, not all humans are bad. Our ability to speak has brought with it the ability to communicate and reason with them. Alas... there are bad eggs in every species. Would the humans try to retake the city that nature had given to us? If so, we refuse to go without a fight.

இ Ѻur Ѻwn Ҟeepers இ

Bangarang.

[idky,]

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Anyone there willing to write a seven-pages 1x1 fic with me, about Marceline and Bubblegum/Bubbline, from Adventure Time?
I expect from you a chunky, full paragraph at the least.
I also inform I have the right to say no to you u_u
Have that in mind before pming me! óuò xxxx.
Have that in mind before pming me! óuò xdes xx.

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[WolfStory23]

"Welcome to Heartclan." A White she cat with blue eyes said to you. "My name is Wolfstar." You look at the she cat bowing before you in greeting. "I am..." you give you name and the she cat lays her tail on your shoulder. "You will make a fine warrior and clan mate. Will you join me?" You say yes and she leads you to your new home. Years have passed and you have had a wonderful experience with Heartclan, you have learned how to fight multiple cats and hunt for the entire clan. You have learned the true meaning of being a warrior and caring for others besides yourself and about the warrior code but all is not well inside the Forest. Deception and Betrayal is everywhere, cats turning on cats, warriors going rouge and the animals all around are acting weird. Wolfstar looks at you with a pleading look in her eye as a strange, black cat with red eyes is beside her. In a blink of an eye Wolfstar is missing and you are left with the black cat. "I am Darkspirit," the tom said. "You and all your clan mates will fall under my warriors!" The tom laughed. "Now with your leader gone no one will stop us!" The tom disappeared before you could launch an attack on him. What will you do? Will you have the heart of a pure warrior and save the clan and leader who warmingly welcomed you into the clan? Or will you tuck tail and run leaving the forest and your home to the Darkclan cats? Your story starts here.

Heart Of A Warrior (NEW RP)

[~Happily.Ever.After~]

ʙʀóᴅ ɢᴀᴇɪʟɢᴇ

"ᴀʜ! ʜᴇʟʟᴏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɴᴇᴡᴄᴏᴍᴇʀ" ɢʀᴇᴇᴛs ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ғɪғᴛᴇᴇɴ. "ɪ'ᴍ ᴊᴀᴍɪᴇ, ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴘᴇʀs, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʜᴇʀᴇ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴍᴘᴇʀ. ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɪs ᴍᴀᴄʜᴀ, ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss ᴏғ ᴡᴀʀ, ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ, ʜᴏʀsᴇs ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴠᴇʀᴇɪɢɴᴛʏ. ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀʟsᴏ ᴀ ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴇᴄɴᴇ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ's sɪᴅᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ᴡɪsᴅᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡʟᴇᴅɢᴇ.... sᴏ, ᴛᴏ sᴜᴍ ᴜᴘ ᴍʏ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴀᴅ sɪᴅᴇ... ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏs, ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ. sɪɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪᴠɪʟᴇɢᴇ ᴏғ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʀᴜɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ... ʙᴜᴛ ғɪʀsᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ʙʀóᴅ ɢᴀᴇɪʟɢᴇ. ɪᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ɪʀɪsʜ ᴘʀɪᴅᴇ... ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ sᴀʏɪɴɢ ɪᴛ. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ғᴇᴇʟ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ sʜᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴇʟᴇᴄᴛʀɪᴄᴀʟ ғᴏʀᴄᴇ ɪᴛ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴍɪʀᴀᴄʟᴇ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ɪᴛ." ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴛɪᴛᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴘᴀᴜsᴇᴅ, ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀs ɪғ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴠɪsɪʙʟᴇ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅᴀʀʏ ʙᴏʀᴅᴇʀ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ. ᴀssᴜᴍɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀɪᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴋɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ, ᴊᴀᴍɪᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴀᴛɪsғᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ "ᴡᴇʟʟ, ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ?" sʜᴇ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ, ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇ. "ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ ᴄʟᴀᴅᴅᴀɢʜ. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜs ᴀs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴀᴍᴇ, ᴀ ᴄʟᴀᴅᴅᴀɢʜ ɪs ᴀɴ ɪʀɪsʜ sʏᴍʙᴏʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜᴏᴡs ʙᴏɴᴅs ᴏғ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ғʀɪᴇɴᴅsʜɪᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏʏᴀʟᴛʏ. ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀɪsᴛɪᴄs ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴄᴀᴍᴘ. ɪ'ᴍ sᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜʏ sᴏᴏɴ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ." ᴊᴀᴍɪᴇ ғɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ 'ʙʀɪᴇғ' ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ, ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴍᴇss ᴏғ ᴛʀᴇᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴡᴛʜ.

ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴇɴ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇs ᴊᴀᴍɪᴇ sᴛᴏᴘs ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴛʜɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ғᴇᴇᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ. "ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ɢᴏ ɪɴ" ᴊᴀᴍɪᴇ ʙᴇɢᴀɴ, ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ "ɪ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴀʀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴀɢᴅᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ...ᴜʜ...ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴀᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ. ᴅᴀɢᴅᴀ, ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅs ʜᴀs ᴀɴ ᴇxᴛʀᴇᴍᴇʟʏ ʜᴏᴛ-ᴀɴᴅ-ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ. ʜᴇ sɴᴀᴘs ᴇᴀsɪʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ sᴇɴᴅ ᴄᴀᴍᴘᴇʀs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴғɪʀᴍᴀʀʏ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴅᴀʏ" ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴇɴ ᴄᴀᴜᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟʟʏ. "ᴀɴᴜ ɪs ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʟᴇᴠᴇʟ-ʜᴇᴀᴅᴇᴅ. sʜᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴏғ ᴀʟʟ ɢᴏᴅs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ sʜᴇ ɪs ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟʟʏ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅᴇʀ ɪᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs sᴏ. ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ, ᴀɴᴜ ʜᴀs ᴀ ɴᴀsᴛʏ sᴛʀᴇᴀᴋ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴇsᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅʟʏ ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ ʜᴀs ɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ɪɴᴛᴏ ғɪɢʜᴛs. ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅs ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟsᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ʙᴀᴅʙ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠɪʟ ᴡᴀʀ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss, ʙᴇ ᴄʜᴜɪʟʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠɪʟ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ sᴏʀᴄᴇʀᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀɪʟʟᴇᴀᴄʜ, ᴀ ɢᴏᴅʟʏ ʙᴜᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ ᴏʟᴅ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ. ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴘʟᴇɴᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴇᴠɪʟ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴏʀɴ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇss... ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀsᴛ... ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ, ᴜsᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴅᴀɢᴅᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ sʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴘᴜʀᴇ ᴇᴠɪʟ sɪᴅᴇs. ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴡᴀs... ᴏʜ, ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ғɪᴠᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴀɢᴏ. sᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ғɪɴᴇ... sᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴀɴɴᴏʏ ᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛᴏʀs." ᴊᴀᴍɪᴇ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛʟʏ ᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ғʀᴏɴᴛ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʙɪɴ.

ᴛᴡᴏ ʜᴏᴜʀs ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ, ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ (ʜᴏᴘᴇғᴜʟʟʏ ᴡᴇʟʟ) sᴘᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ɢᴏᴅs ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴍᴇʀɢᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʙɪɴ, ᴊᴀᴍɪᴇ ɪs sᴛɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. "ᴡᴇʟʟ, sɪɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ɪɴ ᴏɴᴇ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴɢᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍʀ. ᴏʀ ᴍʀs." ᴊᴀᴍɪᴇ sᴍɪʟᴇᴅ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ sᴀʀᴄᴀsᴛɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ. "ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ, ᴀs ɪ'ᴍ ᴘᴏsɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴜ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ғʟᴏᴏʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʙɪɴ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴀs ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇᴇɴ sᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʏᴇᴛ." ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇᴅ ɢɪʀʟ ᴘᴀᴜsᴇᴅ, ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇʟsᴇ sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴀɪᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀsᴋ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ. ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛs ᴛʜᴇ ғɪғᴛᴇᴇɴ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴏʟᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʙɪɴ ᴅᴏᴏʀ, ᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ғᴏʀ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴇʟᴠᴇ ᴏʀ sᴏ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇs. ᴛʜɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ɴᴏ ғᴏʀᴇsᴛ ᴏʀ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɢʀᴏᴡᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ, ɪᴛs ᴀʟʟ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ɢʀᴀss, sᴛᴏɴᴇs, ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʟ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴄᴄᴀsɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴅɪʀᴛ ᴘᴀᴛᴄʜᴇs. "ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ sᴛᴀʏɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴄᴀʙɪɴs" ᴊᴀᴍɪᴇ sᴀɪᴅ, ᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴡᴏᴏᴅᴇɴ sᴛʀᴜᴄᴛᴜʀᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɴᴏᴡ ɪɴ ғʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ. "ᴀʜ, ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇᴍ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴄᴏɴғᴜsᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ɪ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ sᴏʀᴛɪɴɢ. ᴛʏᴘɪᴄᴀʟ ᴅᴀɢᴅᴀ. ɴɪɴᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛᴇɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ʜᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ʜᴏᴡ sᴏʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʀᴋs. ᴜsᴜᴀʟʟʏ ɪ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡʙɪᴇs." sʜᴇ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴᴇᴅ, ʜᴇsɪᴛᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ. "ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴏᴅʟʏ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛ ɪs, ᴏʀ ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛ, ᴏʀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ-ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛ, ᴏʀ...ᴡᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴅᴇᴀ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄᴀᴍᴘᴇʀ ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴀ ғɪʀsᴛ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴅᴇᴍɪɢᴏᴅ, ɪɴ ғᴀᴄᴛ ǫᴜɪᴛᴇ ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ᴀʀᴇ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ, ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ғᴏᴜʀᴛʜ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴅᴇᴍɪɢᴏᴅs. ᴡᴇ ᴀʟsᴏ ғɪɢᴜʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ sᴋɪʟʟs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴀᴛ. sᴋɪʟʟs sᴜᴄʜ ᴀs sᴡᴏʀᴅ ғɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ, ᴀʀᴄʜᴇʀʏ, ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ, ᴄʟɪᴍʙɪɴɢ, sᴡɪᴍᴍɪɴɢ, ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟ sᴋɪʟʟs, ʜᴏʀsᴇ ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ sᴇᴠᴇʀᴀʟ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢs. ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ɴɪɴᴇ ɢᴏᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇssᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏʀsʜɪᴘ ʜᴇʀᴇ,

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴀʟ ʜᴏᴜsᴇ. ᴛᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏʀsʜɪᴘ 17 ɢᴏᴅᴅᴇssᴇs: ᴀɴᴜ, ᴀɪɴᴇ, ʙᴀɴʙᴀ, ᴇʀɪᴜ, ғᴏᴅʟᴀ, ʙʀɪɢɪᴅ, ᴍᴀᴄʜᴀ, ᴀɴᴀɴɴ, ᴀɪʀᴍᴇᴅ, ʙᴇᴀɢ, ʙᴇʙɪɴɴ, ʙʀᴏᴀɴɴ, ғʟɪᴅᴀɪs, ɴᴇᴍᴀɪɴ, ᴄᴀɴᴏʟᴀ, ᴄʀᴏʙʜ ᴅᴇᴀʀɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇᴅʙ ʟᴇᴛʜᴅᴇʀɢ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇs ᴜs 12 ɢᴏᴅs: ᴅᴀɢᴅᴀ, ᴀᴇɴɢᴜs, ᴅɪᴀɴ ᴄᴇᴄʜᴛ, ʟɪʀ, ᴍᴀɴᴀɴɴᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴄ ʟɪʀ, ᴄʀᴇɪᴅʜɴᴇ, ɢᴏɪʙɴɪᴜ, ʟᴜᴄʜᴛᴀɪɴᴇ, ᴀᴇᴅ, ᴀᴏɪ ᴍᴀᴄ ᴏʟʟᴀᴍᴀɪɴ, ᴇᴄɴᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇɪᴛ. ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ɪғ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ᴍɪɴᴏʀ ɢᴏᴅ ᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ, sᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠɪʟ (ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴀᴇᴅ, ɢᴏᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴡᴏʀʟᴅ... ʜᴇ's ɴᴏᴛ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ᴇᴠɪʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ. ʜᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ sᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴡʜᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀs ɪᴛ's ɪɴ ʜɪs ʙᴇsᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛ), ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏʀsʜɪᴘ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴄᴀʙɪɴ ʜᴀs sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴ ɪᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄʜᴏsᴇ ɪᴛ. ғᴏʀ ᴇxᴀᴍᴘʟᴇ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀʙɪɴ" ᴊᴀᴍɪᴇ sᴀɪᴅ, ᴘᴏɪɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴄᴀʙɪɴ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ, "ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀʙɪɴ ʜᴀs ᴀ ʜᴀʀᴘ ɪɴ ɪᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴄᴀɴᴏʟᴀ, ᴀs ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴀs ᴀ ᴡɪsʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴇʟʟ ғʀᴏᴍ ʙᴇᴀɢ, ᴀ ғᴇᴡ sᴄʀᴏʟʟs ᴏғ ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀᴏɪ ᴍᴀᴄ ᴏʟʟᴀᴍᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ғʀᴏᴍ ʙʀɪɢɪᴅ ᴀs ᴡᴇʟʟ. ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴄᴀʙɪɴ ɪs ᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇᴅ ʙʏ, ʀᴏᴜɢʜʟʏ, ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴏʀ ғᴏᴜʀ ɢᴏᴅs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇᴄᴇɪᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ sɪᴢᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʙɪɴs, ɪᴛ's ᴍᴜᴄʜ, ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʙɪɢɢᴇʀ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʙɪɴs ᴀʀᴇ sᴇᴘᴀʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ɢᴏᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ. ғᴏʀ ᴇxᴀᴍᴘʟᴇ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ," sʜᴇ sᴀɪᴅ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʙɪɴ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛʟʏ ɪɴ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ "ʜᴀs ᴀ sᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ғᴏʀ ᴀᴇɴɢᴜs, ᴀ sᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ғᴏʀ ᴀɪɴᴇ, ᴀ sᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ғᴏʀ ᴀɪʀᴍᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ sᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ғᴏʀ ᴅɪᴀɴ ᴄᴇᴄʜᴛ. ᴇᴀᴄʜ sᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs sᴘʟɪᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ, sᴏ ᴀᴇɴɢᴜs ʜᴀs ᴏɴᴇ sᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ғᴏʀ ʜɪs ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ғᴏʀ ʜɪs sᴏɴs. ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘᴇᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ sᴜʀᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴ ɪᴛ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ, ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ." ᴊᴀᴍɪᴇ sɪɢʜᴇᴅ ᴀs ɪғ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴏғ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs, ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴡᴇsᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏsɪᴛᴇ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ. ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ғᴇᴡ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇs ᴏғ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ᴀ ʟᴀʀɢᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ǫᴜᴀɪɴᴛ ᴏʟᴅ sᴛᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʙɪɴ, ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛʏ-ғɪᴠᴇ ғᴇᴇᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴀ ᴄᴀʙɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴍᴀʟʟᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴘᴇʀ ᴄᴀʙɪɴs. "ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴏᴜʀ ᴅɪɴɪɴɢ ʜᴀʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ ɪɴғɪʀᴍᴀʀʏ" ᴊᴀᴍɪᴇ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴᴇᴅ, ᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ ʀᴇsᴘᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇʟʏ. "ᴡᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴇᴀᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪɴɪɴɢ ʜᴀʟʟ, ᴏғғᴇʀ ᴏғғᴇʀɪɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴄᴄᴀsɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴜɢᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ. ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴀɴ ᴏғғᴇʀɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏᴜʀ ɪᴄᴇ

ᴄʜᴇsᴛ ᴏʀ ғɪʀᴇ ᴘɪᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴏ ᴀɴᴅ sɪᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴡʜᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇs ᴠᴀʀʏ ɪɴ sɪᴢᴇ, sᴏᴍᴇ ғɪᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ғɪᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴇɴ ᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ, ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʟᴀʀɢᴇ ᴘɪʟʟᴏᴡ ᴄʜᴀɪʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢs. ɪᴛ's ᴀ ʟᴜxᴜʀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ. ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴғɪʀᴍᴀʀʏ ɪs, ᴜɴʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʙɪɴs, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀs sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴀs ɪᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋs. ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴠɪsɪᴛɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴏғᴛᴇɴ. ʙʀɪɢɪᴅ, ᴅɪᴀɴ ᴄᴇᴄʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɪʀᴍᴇᴅ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴs ᴛᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴜᴀʟs ɪɴ ɪᴛ. ɪᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs sᴇɴsᴇ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅs ᴀssᴏᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ." ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴜɴᴇᴛᴛᴇ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ʟᴇɪsᴜʀᴇʟʏ. "ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀs ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ... ᴍᴏsᴛʟʏ. ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴀʟ ʜᴏᴜsᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴡᴀʏ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʙʟᴇs, ᴀʀᴇɴᴀs, ɢᴜɪʟᴅs, ғᴏʀɢᴇs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜs ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠɪᴛɪᴇs." sʜᴇ sᴀɪᴅ, ᴘᴀᴜsɪɴɢ. "ᴄ'ᴍᴏɴ, I'ʟʟ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ... ᴛʜᴇɴ I'ʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ᴜs sᴏᴍᴇ sʜᴀᴍʀᴏᴄᴋ ᴍɪʟᴋ. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ɪᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍɪssɪɴ" sʜᴇ sᴀɪᴅ ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ sᴇᴍɪ-ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ, sᴇᴍɪ-ʟᴇᴛ's-ɢᴇᴛ-ᴛʜɪs-ᴏᴠᴇʀ-ᴡɪᴛʜ-ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ sᴍɪʟᴇ.

sᴏ, ғᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ's ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ 'ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴄᴋ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴀʟʟ ᴘʟᴏᴛ ɪɴ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ?!?' ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sɪᴍᴘʟʏ. ᴄᴀᴍᴘ ᴄʟᴀᴅᴅᴀɢʜ ɪs ᴀ ғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ (sʜᴏᴄᴋᴇʀ!) ᴄᴀᴍᴘ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴄᴀᴍʙʀᴏsᴇ, ᴀʟʙᴇʀᴛᴀ, ᴄᴀɴᴀᴅᴀ. ɪғ ᴀɴʏ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʀɪᴄᴋ ʀɪᴏʀᴅᴀɴ's ᴘᴇʀᴄʏ ᴊᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʟʏᴍᴘɪᴀɴs ᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋᴀɴᴇ ᴄʜʀᴏɴɪᴄʟᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀᴄᴄᴏʀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴋs ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅs ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴡᴇsᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴄɪᴠɪʟɪᴢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʏᴘᴇᴅ, ᴛʜɪs ʀᴘ ɪs ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʟɪɴᴇs. ɪɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴘ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪɴ ɪʀᴇʟᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀɴᴀᴅᴀ (ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴘ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ sᴇᴍɪ-ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ sᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴋ sᴇʀɪᴇs ɪ sᴛᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜsᴀ). ɪᴛ ɪs ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴅᴀʏ, sᴏ ʏᴇs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴛʜɪɴɢs... ᴊᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴛᴇᴄʜɴᴏʟᴏɢɪᴇs ᴀs ɪᴛ's ʙᴀᴅ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴠᴇʜɪᴄʜʟᴇs. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ ᴠᴀɴs ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀʀᴇ ᴇxᴄᴜʀsɪᴏɴ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴄᴀᴍᴘ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀᴡɪsᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋs, ᴄᴀɴᴏᴇs ᴏʀ ʀɪᴅᴇs ᴀ ʜᴏʀsᴇ. I ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀsᴏɴs ᴀs ᴡᴇ ɢᴏ, sᴀᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ, sᴏ... ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴀʟʟ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀ sᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴏᴛ ɪs ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ. ᴛʜɪs ʀᴘ ɪs ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɪʀɪsʜ ɢᴏᴅs (ᴀs ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴜᴇssɪɴɢ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏғ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ). ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴀᴅᴅ ᴀ ǫᴜᴇsᴛ ᴏʀ ᴀ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀɴ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴘʟᴏᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ғɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ. sᴏʀʀʏ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ, ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪᴛ's ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ. ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏs, ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs ғᴇᴇʟ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴍ ᴍᴇ ᴀ_ᴀ.

ʙʀóᴅ ɢᴀᴇɪʟɢᴇ ٷ ɪʀɪsʜ ᴅᴇᴍɪɢᴏᴅ ʀᴘ ٷ NEW!!!!

[wolfsong-mapleflame]

are you a warrior cat fan???

if you are a warriors fan, then I have just the thing for you!!!

Shadowclan.

it has been 15 moons since shadowstar has died, and it is leaf-bare. shadowclan had just finished repairing the camp. this supports all literate skills, and you can post 200 sentences or only 1!!! please join, we have only just started and we have about one page of roleplays.

LINK! (shadowclan)

what? you don't like warrior cats? what about dragons?
dragon cave!!!! we have been through 110 pages, but we have reached the point where we need new members! we have fought with wraiths, who stole a character, asha. then we fought with humans, and now, we are going off to save asha, but we need more people! please join:
LINK

[idky,]

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Anyone there willing to write a seven-pages 1x1 fic with me, about Marceline and Bubblegum/Bubbline, from Adventure Time?
I expect from you a chunky, full paragraph at the least.
I also inform I have the right to say no to you u_u
Have that in mind before pming me! óuò xxxx.
Have that in mind before pming me! óuò xdes xx.

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