| [fancypost bgcolor= #FFEFDB; bordercolor= HEXCODE COLOR; borderwidth= 1px; opacity: 0.35; overflow: auto; width: 100px; height: 290px; font-family: FONT; font-size: NUMBERpt; margin-bottom: NUMBERpx; letter spacing: NUMBERpx; text-align: ALIGNMENT; background:url(http://i1156.photobucket.com/a…4a1408d02_zps96eb08f4.jpg);][/fancypost] | [fancypost bgcolor= #FFEFDB; bordercolor= HEXCODE COLOR; borderwidth= 1px; opacity: 0.30; overflow: auto; width: 305px; height: 75px; font-family: FONT; font-size: NUMBERpt; margin-bottom: NUMBERpx; letter spacing: NUMBERpx; text-align: ALIGNMENT; background:url(PICTURE LINK);]OCC [hr] [color=black]I'm kind of museless too. Just been working on fancyposts... #sc14dark[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor= #FFEFDB; bordercolor= HEXCODE COLOR; borderwidth= 1px; opacity: 0.30; overflow: auto; width: 305px; height: 200px; font-family: FONT; font-size: NUMBERpt; margin-bottom: NUMBERpx; letter spacing: NUMBERpx; text-align: ALIGNMENT; background:url(PICTURE LINK);][color=black]ICC [hr] [color=black]Dark returned the smile beginning to feel the awkward coming on when she couldn't hold the urge back anymore. She ran up to Stitchwork and gave her some cat hug thing. 'Just remember everyone who cares ok?,' she demanded kind of, of Stitchwork. Dark was still a it traumatized from the entire thing and her robotic emotional stage wasn't going to go away. She couldn't cry or anything, but just had this urge of guilt that the older female compared to her just couldn't do anything like that anymore.[/fancypost] |
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