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[thekraken]

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[Ju-Ju]

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I haven't copied anything yet xDDD

[Indiel]

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[gold]

not sure why i needed this picture of Cleopatra . . .

[major tom]

[Rinya]

He died somewhere between GNG and GDW.

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I'm reading an article about Chutora from Ginga ^^.

[major tom]

Bellatrix gasped for air in quick, short breaths as she pelted down the walkway, the white lighting of adrenaline snaking through her veins as her eyes darted back and forth, searching frantically for a detour so she could escape. Maybe even with her life. The stolen bread bobbed up and down in her shirt as the man shouted far behind her, "Stop! Thief!" Despite her situation and the whole "Running for your life" concept, she snorted. As if that would ever happen. Another set of footsteps other than her own sounded behind her as the angry clerk took pursuit. Shane risked a glance behind her, actually fearing for a moment that she would be caught this time. The call again, "Stop! Thief!" Woah, getting ahead of yourself there. she thought silently. Suddenly, the Weasel veered sharply into an alley leading to a tall wooden fence topped with barbed wire and broken glass. "Damn!" Shane hissed under her breath and whirled around quickly to find two police officers and the angry store clerk at the far end of the alley. The man was pointing to her with a trembling finger as he wheezed from the exertion. "That's th-the girl. . . The thief-f." Her icy blue eyes flashed and her heart pounded rapidly. She was trapped. Shane carefully examined the police as they advanced on her and noted that the younger-looking one walked toward her with a scared gleam in his eye. He would be the easier opponent, so the girl whipped out a throwing dagger and winked cheekily at them before hurling it at the older, stronger man in the blink of an eye. The cop sucked in a shocked breath and his partner cried out in surprise. He fell to the ground, his blood-stained hands over the dagger that was lodged right next to his heart. His eyes were glazed open a few moments later when he slipped into unconsciousness while the younger policeman gaped at the pool of blood spreading across the concrete. Shane smirked. "Run." ordered the teenager, and the terrified cop fled after the clerk. She sighed and padded over to the injured man, wishing that her escape was more challenging. The gang member ungraciously yanked the dagger from his chest, its blade slick with crimson blood. She continued down the alleyway and into the street, pausing to lick the weapon clean before walking down the street like nothing had occurred at all. Her position in the Black Death sometimes doubled as feeder of the gang since her thievery was that of an expert and she didn't have much else to do then than laying and lying around the city.
((Gotta go now. . . Don't post too much while I'm gone!))

My post from Stray Dog's gang RP. . .

[Aven]

"Tallpaw! Swiftpaw! Honeypaw! Emberpaw! Swanpaw! Riverpaw! Moonpaw!"

[.kestral]

Ben Walker

[gold]

http://www.foopets.com/pet/8282711