[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; margin-bottom: 5px; letter-spacing: 5px; text-align: center]THE WORLD'S SO CRUEL[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 55px; margin-bottom: 0px; letter-spacing: -3px; text-align: center]Maura
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[justify][sup]Maura was only simply walking along the border when she was shot. The bullet penetrated her skin, slicing through it and puncturing her lungs. her roleplayer was lazy and museless, so she decided to skip the drama. a few hours later, she lay dead.
//she'll come back, as a saarloos wolfhound[/fancypost]
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