Oɴᴄᴇ Uᴘᴏɴ A Tɪᴍᴇ ┆ Disney role-play ┆ Wip

[Better Dig Two]

"Listen to your heart, and you will understand."
Rose Badica
Nickname: Rosie
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Disney Half: Pocahontas
History: Rose grew up as the princess of a small royal family. When she was six her mother died and her father has raised her since. Rose has had a few suitors but she thinks her father thinks he has found the best one right now. She always listens to her heart and follows what she believes in. Rose just doesn't want someone her father chooses, she wants someone her heart chooses.
Other: none
"What I love about rivers is you can't step in the same river twice, the water's always changing, always flowing..."

[diana.]

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Ｅｖｅｒｙ ｄａｙ'ｓ ｔｈｅ ｓａｍｅ
Sʜᴇ ғɪɢʜᴛs ｔｏ find her way
- Ｓｈｅ ｈｕｒｔｓ, ｓｈｅ ｂｒｅａｋｓ, ｓｈｅ ｈｉｄｅｓ, ａｎｄ ｔｒｉｅｓ ｔｏ ｐｒａｙ-
∘ ∘ ∘ ∘ Sʜᴇ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀs ᴡʜʏ∘ ∘ ∘ ∘
◇ ｄｏｅｓ ａｎｙｏｎｅ ｅｖｅｒ ｈｅａｒ ｈｅｒ ｗｈｅｎ ｓｈｅ ｃｒｉｅｓ◇
She's pulling down her long sleeves
Tᴏ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴄᴀʀs ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ
xxxxＴｈｉｓ ｉｓ ｔｈｅ ｄａｒｋ ｂｅｆｏｒｅ ｔｈｅ ｄａｗｎ
- - - - - - - - - -xxShe'll be just fine

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Dᴏɴ’ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɪɴ
Ｄｏｎ’ｔ ｌｅｔ ｔｈｅｍ ｓｅｅ Bᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɢɪʀʟ Ｙｏｕ ａｌｗａｙｓ ｈａｄ ｔｏ ｂｅ
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∘ ∘ ∘ ∘ Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ∘ ∘ ∘ ∘
⇊ Ｄｏｎ’ｔ ｌｅｔ ｔｈｅｍ ｋｎｏｗ. Ｗｅｌｌ, ｎｏｗ ｔｈｅｙ ｋｎｏｗ⇊
Lᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ɢᴏ
Ｃａｎ’ｔ ｈｏｌｄ ｙｏｕ ｂａｃｋ ａｎｙｍｏｒｅ
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTᴜʀɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ sʟᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ
- - - - - - - - - -xxLᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ɢᴏ

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Nᴀᴍᴇ ➳ This girl's name is Hayley Stephanie Scott. 'Hay' literally means hay and 'ley' means clearing or meadows. Her name comes from a English origin.

Aɢᴇ & Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ➳ Hayley is eighteen years old and is soon going to turn nineteen on the third may. She was born in London, England and had moved to California two years ago. She still has her British accent.

Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ & Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ➳ You should be able to tell by now that Hailey is a girl. Don't even jock about it. Hayley is as straight as an arrow can get.

Lᴏᴏᴋs & Bᴏᴅʏ Mᴏᴅɪғɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴs ➳ Hayley has blonde hair and her eyes are ocean blue which sometimes turn very pale or dark blue, depending on her mood. She is 5'7 and weighs 94 lbs. She also has a bird tattoo on her wrist and a snake tattoo on her leg. Hayley has a belly button piercing and piercings all the way up to her ears.

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ➳ Hayley is a very care-free girl. She doesn't give a care in the world what anyone thinks of her. She does what she wants, when she wants, without asking permission. If anyone tries to get in her way, she'll be quick to put them in their place. She can be very sarcastic, and has a sharp tongue, unafraid to snap at or insult people if they need it.

Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ ➳ Hayley was never a normal child when she was young. Her dad was the prime minister of Japan before and she always had to go to those kind of meetings and had to be elegant. She hated her life and soon her mom died when Hayley was five. Her dad had resigned from his place from the seat and started his own company. Now, he is one of the richest man in the world and Hayley hates him for it. She just wants to be a normal girl who could do anything she wanted without being on the news.

Lɪᴋᴇs & Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs ➳ Hayley loves to sing and play the guitar. She usually is in her room, pouring her feelings out on a piece of paper. Her dad says that she will become a singer but Hayley doesn't want that at all. She also likes to read but what she loves more than that is partying.. Hayley absolutely hates bugs and spiders and has a phobia for blood.

Sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ➳ Hayley was actually adopted in her family when she was very little. Her actual parents died in a car crash, and Hayley was the sole survivor of the accident. She also has lung cancer which is getting very bad and she knows that she does not have long to live but she lives her life to the fullest without any regrets.

Fᴇᴀʀs ➳ Hayley fears of losing someone important to her and she also fears of death. That's why when she sees someone smoking, she usually ends up throwing the cigarette out of the person's hand and sometimes she might also yell at them.

Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ Mᴇᴍʙᴇʀs ➳ Hayley has an older brother, Erik Scott, who is now married and owns his own company. Her mother's name is Stephanie Scott who died when Hayley was five and her dad's name is Liam Scott.

Cʀᴜsʜ & Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs ➳ Hayley doesn't like anyone at the moment and she is sadly single. Hayley doesn't want to get into an intimate relationship because of her condition so she usually just ends up dumping a boy after a few weeks or days.

Oᴛʜᴇʀ ➳ Hayley's house is very big with an indoor pool and an outdoor pool. Her bedroom and closet are very huge and she drives a Honda Accord or sometimes she also drives her blue Ferrari but that is very rare.

[Smite]

reserved for alice and the beast. pmed you. c:

Ａｌｌｉｓｏｎ

Ｊａｙ

Ｒｏｂｅｒｔｓｏｎ

name; Allison Jay Robertson
age; seventeen
gender; female
birthdate; January 1st, 1996
sexual orientation; heterosexual

alice

Trippin' out
Spinnin' around
I'm underground, I fell down
Yeah, I fell down

I'm freakin' out
So where am I now?
Upside down
And I can't stop it now
It can't stop me now,
Ohhh

I, I'll get by
I, I'll survive
When the world's crashin' down
When I fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
Don't you try to stop it!
I, I won't cry

I found myself (myself) in Wonderland
Get back on my feet again
Is this real? (Is this real?)
Is it pretend? (Is it pretend?)
I'll take (I'll take) a stand (A stand) until (Until) the end

I, I'll get by
I, I'll survive
When the world's crashin' down
When I fall and hit the ground
I'll just turn myself around
Don't you try to stop me!
I, I won't cry

I, I'll get by
I, I'll survive
When the world's crashin' down
When I fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
Don't you try to stop me!
I, and I won't cry

"Ｉ ｃａｎ'ｔ ｅｘｐｌａｉｎ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ
ｆｏｒ Ｉ'ｍ ｎｏｔ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ ｙｏｕ ｓｅｅ."

all of her life was full of lies, being a child with an older sister being rather perfect and smart and was practically the golden child of the family. Allison Jay Robertson a daughter as she has nightmares every night of strange things although she has never told anyone and only few people actually understand her. She is a seventeen female that was born on January 1st, and has a therapist as someone to talk to about these dreams. words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words

Ｂｒｅｔｔ

Ａｌｅｘ

Ｍａｔｈｅｒ

name; brett alex mather
age; eighteen
gender; male
birth date; july fifteenth, 1995
sexual orientation; heterosexual

why don't you love me

See I can't wake up I'm living a nightmare
That keeps playing over again
Locked in a room so hung up on you
And you're cool with just being friends

Left on the sidelines
Stuck at a red light
Waiting for my time
And I can't see

Why don't you love me?
Touch me, tell me I'm your everything
The air you breathe
And why don't you love me baby?
Open up your heart tonight
'cause I could be all that you need
Ohhhhhhh
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love me?

See I'm just too scared to tell you the truth
Cause my heart ache can't take anymore
Broken and bruised longing for you
And I don't know what I'm waiting for

Left on the sidelines
Stuck at a red light
Waiting for my time
So just tell me

Why don't you love me?
Touch me, tell me I'm your everything
The air you breathe
And why don't you love me baby?
Open up your heart tonight
'cause I could be all that you need
Ohhhhhhh

Why don't you give me a reason? (give me a reason)
Please tell me the truth (Please tell me the truth)
You know that I'll keep believing (I'll keep believing)
Till I'm with you

Why don't you love me?
Kiss me, I can feel your heart tonight
It's killing me so
Why don't you love me?
Touch me, tell me I'm your everything
The air you breathe
And why don't you love me baby?
Open up your heart tonight
'cause I could be all that you need
Ohhhhhhh
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love me?

"Ｆｏｒ ｗｈｏ
ｃｏｕｌｄ ｅｖｅｒ ｌｅａｒｎ ｔｏ ｌｏｖｅ ａ ｂｅａｓｔ?"

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forms were made by ongaku

[broken*]

~Cinderella~

::Name::
>Rosaline Hazel Crest<
::Nickname(s)::
>Rose, Rosie<
::Age::
>Sixteen<
::Gender::
>Female<
::Pets::
Tessa - Fae - Mutt
(Left to right) Aria, Octavian, Willa, Stella - Horses - Mare, Stallion, Mare, Mare
Mice - Jaq, Gus, Mary, Suzy, Perla - 2 Boys, 3 Girls
::Personality::
Rose is probably one of the sweetest people you will ever meet. She hates to see anyone or anything in pain, whether is be physical or emotional, and will do everything in her power to help them out. Her schedule is often extremely overbooked due to the fact that she has a hard time telling anyone no, which is made worse by the constant flow of work she has to do at home. She is not a shy person, and feels no discomfort around other people, but she has gotten used to keeping her mouth shut, since most often she gets yelled at if she does more than nod her head. She always seems like a very organized person, but really it is just because she is so used to getting in trouble for a single thing being out of place, that she doesn't dare take any risks.
::History::
>So, Rose was born to a very wealthy father, who had fallen in love with a poor girl, but thankfully, he was rich do to his job and not his family, so they were able to be together. He was a famous actor, known in multiple movies, several TV shows, and had, in his later years, begun to produce and direct, finding it intriguing. Her mother had not gone to college, unable to afford it, and was working overtime as a waitress in the local town. He came in to her diner, she waited on him, and they were instantly attracted to one another. So, of course, falling in love, they were shortly married. He lived on a huge ranch, and had a stable built for her, where he began to buy her horses. It had always been her dream to ride horses and own them, and living on a ranch like that, with him, her dream's came true. And that's when Rose was born. The couple was overjoyed, it was their first child! But when the girl was about three years old, her mother began to get very sick, and by the time she was five, the woman had passed away, due to cancer. Her father was heartbroken, but did not want his little girl to miss out on the feminine aspect of life, so, when she was eight, he remarried. The woman was alright when her father was around, but her two daughters, Mary and Lily, were absolutely dreadful. Two years later, her father was killed in a car crash, and every since then, she has been treated like nothing more than a servant girl, a slave, by her own step mother and step sisters.<

~The Street Rat~

::Name::
<Mathias Jason Vanity<
::Nickname(s)::
>Matt, Jay<
::Known As::
>Modern Day Aladdin<
::Age::
>Eighteen<
::Gender::
>Male<
::Pet::
Abba - Seven years - Male - Pharoah Hound
::Personality::
>He is quite the mysterious guy, having many secrets that he doesn't really share with others, especially those regarding his past. He typically is seen on the sidelines, never actually in the spotlight, preferring to sit back and watch the chaos he has created unfold in front of him. He's not a really bad guy, he just causes trouble, for two reasons. One, he's obviously quite poor and has to steal to get by. Second, because it's fun. He can be a huge goofball, loving to make other people laugh, even if it is in nontraditional ways or on accident. He secretly is a romantic at heart, but unless you broke through his walls, he would never let you know. He is a big animal lover, which is why he is so attached to his dog Abba, and would be crushed/heartbroken if he lost his dog.<
::Past::
>Well, Mathias has been on his own ever since the young age of eight years old, exactly ten years ago. His father left his mother when he found out she was pregnant, divorcing her, claiming it couldn't be his child, that she must have had an affair, and just abandoned the two of them. When he was born, his mother was not very well off, working three jobs a week, and her health was deteriorating, for it had never been good and now she had so much stress. She was constantly in and out of the hospital over the years, but surprisingly was deemed still able to care for her son, so they were not split up. But when he was eight, she had a massive heart attack and didn't make it. That was the day he ran. He refused to go to child services. He didn't want another family. Another mom. No one would ever replace her. And so he learned to fend for himself, as a homeless boy.<
::Love Life::
>Crush on Jasmine<
>No Girlfriend currently<
>Parents both dead<
>No wife<
::Family::
>No siblings<
>No children<
::Anything Else::
>Nothing comes to mind<

[grim.]

[ I can't decide between the Mad Hatter or Flynn Ryder. You can place him in whichever place you think
fits the character better. After that I’ll add a paragraph relating to the girl he’ll be paired with. ]

Meet Nate Marisol Vito, a joker, a skater, an anarchist and the guy who always has his headphones in. This boy is sixteen years old, living with his father and his fifteen year old sister in a small house on the outskirts of town. Nate isn’t from the area, instead he hails from Edmonton, Alberta in Canada. This boy and his family have the tendency to move around frequently and rarely stay in one place for very long. In fact he’s only lived here for a year. Moving around so much the boy doesn’t tend to make long lasting friendships and tends to spend more time listening to his music and skateboarding and getting into trouble than he does with people.
In a nutshell Nate is a random person to say the least. Nate is both shy and bold at the same time. He isn’t afraid to stand up for what he believes, but he isn’t exactly a major social person. He tends to keep to himself but around people he is wild and sporadic. He cracks at lot of cheesy jokes and enjoys getting into mischief. He is a glutton even though the boy barely weighs more than one hundred and fifty pound with a lanky frame. Nate is roughly six feet tall, and abnormally his hair is a stark white color. His eyes are a light hazel and he has a light splash of freckles across his pale skin. He also has ADD, going back to the gluttony, this kid has a voracious appetite and almost always seems to have food in his hands or he’s pulling it out of the backpack he seems to live out of.
*insert paragraph about girl here*

[f o x.]

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Ｄｏ ｎｏｔ ｄｗｅｌｌ ｉｎ
ｔｈｅ ᴘᴀsᴛ，ｄｏ ｎｏｔ
ｄｒｅａｍ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ғᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ，
ｃｏｎｃｅｎｔｒａｔｅ ｔｈｅ
ｍｉｎｄ ｏｎ ｔｈｅ
ｐｒｅｓｅｎｔ ｍｏｍｅｎｔ．
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Ｙｏｕ ｎｅｖｅｒ
ｋｎｏｗ ｈｏｗ Sᴛʀᴏɴɢ
ｙｏｕ ａｒｅ...
ｕｎｔｉｌ ｂｅｉｎｇ
Sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ｉｓ ｔｈｅ
ｏｎｌｙ
ｃ ｈ ｏ ｉ ｃ ｅ ｙｏｕ
ｈａｖｅ.
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[h.ab.its]

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Cɪᴀɴᴀ Pʀᴏᴍɪsᴇ Jᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ
"Wʜᴀᴛ I ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴏᴋs."

Ciana Promise Jackson,more commonly called CJ,is the sixteen year old daughter of a school teacher and entrepreneur.Her mother,Nelle passed away when CJ was eight,leaving the family motherless and without a ray of light.Her father,Nickolas tried for many years to find CJ another relative to stay with,but could find none who wanted her,so he kept his daughter at home.She was happy and bright until about six years ago when she realized her father was a broken man,who protected her because she was the only part of her mother he had left.
CJ is very bright and loves to read,being the head of her class and planning to major in Biology when she graduates.She's shy,deep,insightful,smart,kind,caring and sensitive.People see her as the girl you'd want to be friends with,but CJ knows better,She's antisocial,unhappy,and questioning everything she's ever been told,all because of her past and the lies she was told.The main person she associates with is the town librarian,and is close to her more than any other person.She's slightly close to the The Beast like boy but fears him also.
Her brown eyes are her deepest weakness,because you can see all she feels through them.Her knowledge is her deepest strength,and she openly has feelings for a few of the other boys,but feels a stronger pull for The Beast Like Boy

Other Information;
She was born December 15,1997
Her mother died December 16,2005
She's the only child and has a wild imagination
Her father is quite unstable and spends most of his day locked up in his room
She always has a smile,but isn't very social and some people find her love of books strange for such a pretty girl.

[diana.]

{{ my form is up ^^

[.eggo.]

puggle.
puggle.

[ it's not finished, obviously. she's snow white. i should have her finished soon. i can also be a guy if needed. ]

puggle.

♕

puggle.

puggle.

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ｓｅｅｍｓ ｌｉｋｅ ｊｕｓｔ ｙｅｓｔｅｒｄａｙ
ｗｈｅｎ ｉ ｓａｗ ｙｏｕｒ ｆａｃｅ.
ｙｏｕ ｔｏｌｄ ｍｅ ｈｏｗ ｐｒｏｕｄ ｙｏｕ ｗｅｒｅ，
ｂｕｔ ｉ ｗａｌｋｅｄ ａｗａｙ.
ｉｆ ｏｎｌｙ ｉ ｋｎｅｗ ｗｈａｔ ｉ ｋｎｏｗ ｔｏｄａｙ.

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puggle.
puggle.

Ａ ⁀ ＤＩＡＭＯＮＤ ＩＮ ＴＨＥ ＲＯＵＧＨ

puggle.
puggle.

ｉｎｔｒｏｄｕｃｔｉｏｎｓ⁀

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Name;; giovanna elise rossi ] a very italian name, since she comes from such deep italian roots. giovanna was chosen in agreement by every member in her family, and elise is her great-grandmothers name. she is the youngest in a large family of nine, having eight brothers. even her brothers had taken part in the naming ceremony. besides the usual taunting nickname, such as booger and squirt, giovanna only has two. she prefers to be called gi, but her family calls her anna.
Place of Origin;; new york city; queens ] she grew up in an average size house, that was always cluttered and messy. the house always seemed smaller than it was, since it was stuffed full with people. with eleven people under one roof, it's amazing how the house didn't collapse. she attended school in queens, along with her brothers. she was the only member of her family that didn't have to share a room.
Age;; seventeen ] on November 29th, gi was born at the local hospital. she has a drivers license, but that's it. since she isn't of age, she cannot vote or buy any substances. not that she'd want to anyway.
Gender;; female ] it's obvious just by the way she talks she is a female, since she has such a high-pitched voice. of course, her looks help her out in the female department as well. when she was younger, she had short hair and was always mistaken for a boy. one day she got fed up with the name calling and didn't go for her monthly haircut.
Orientation;; heterosexual ] she is 100% attracted to guys, even though she supports gay rights 110%.

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Hair;; dark brown and tamed ] since she is italian, it's only natural that her hair be thick and dark. her hair is her favorite part of her body. she always wears it in different styles, never wearing it in the same style twice in one week. she enjoys playing with her hair, constantly braiding it. she likes small accessories, like colorful clips and bows. her hair contains quite a bit of product. beauty takes time and effort. not that she minds. when she gets bored, she'll curl or straighten her hair. she loves to do others hair, since she doesn't have any sisters to practice on.
Eyes;; dark brown ] her eyes are dark brown, with flakes of gold scattered through her irises. her eyes are big and doe-like. it's hard to resist her when she bats her eyes. she does wear makeup, but most of it is eye makeup. she enjoys putting on makeup as well. it makes her feel more confident about herself. she plucks and shades her eyebrows, as well as adding black eyeliner and mascara in the morning. she doesn't wear makeup all the time, and looks quite different without it. even though she still looks beautiful naturally, she thinks she looks better with makeup.
Height;; five feet eight and a half inches ] she's quite tall for her gender, but that won't stop her from wearing three inch heels to a party. even though she towers over most everyone she meets, she takes this as an advantage. she enjoys seeing people before they see her. it doesn't hurt that she can reach the top shelf without help either.
Build;; tall and curvy ] even though gi is very tall, her weight matches perfectly with her body. she eats right and exercises, so she's physically fit. she has a slight hint of muscles, but they aren't noticeable unless she flexes, which is all the time. she takes pride in the fact that she is stronger than half of her brothers.
Wardrobe;; skirts, leggings, and sweatshirts ] gi dresses like the normal teenage girl, with a bit of flare. her favorite outfit includes black leggings, an oversized red sweatshirt that once belonged to her oldest brother, TJ, and ugg boot look-a-likes. she likes jewelry, always sporting a golden heart-shaped locket that contains two small pictures of her family. she likes to dress up, wearing a skirt twice a week. she enjoys floral pastel patterns. since she doesn't like jeans, she always can be seen carrying a purse. if she is wearing jeans, they are skinny jeans with fake pockets. when she dresses down, she chooses a pair of old sweatpants and a graphic tee promoting her favorite band or movie.

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Personality;; caring, loyal, ditzy, optimistic ] words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.
History;; plain and busy] words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.
Fears;; hurting others ] words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.

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Love;; prince charming #2 ] words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.
Likes;; animals, singing, baking ] words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.
Dislikes;; jerks, insects, cleaning ] words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.

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[Squid-a-roni]

(May i reserve sleeping beauty?)