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    [font=segoe ui][size=26pt]☠☠☠☠☠[/size]
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    So the deckhand made an attempt to be active and around once more even though real life things were bogging down his roleplayer.


    The slate grey tom grinned at the two growing piles of wood he was creating. He constantly was on the move from the salt pine forest to the beach, taking any brush or dry wood laying around and placing it in each pile. He was happy with his progress thus far but he needed more. He had a amazing plan for what he would do with this wood, but it would take work and help from others. He knew he'd get it done because it was a forever dream of his. He continued to work hurriedly, rushing back and forth across the beach and to the woods.


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    [align=center][size=1][font=segoe ui]( c ) bluebells #kiddandthecrew #sckidd14

    "What are you doing?" He asked staring intently at the wood beforing turning his optics on the cat; though, they didn't stop staring. No, his caracal eye just kept looking at the cat, as if they would cause him to spill out every last drop of info having to do with the piles of wood.

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    Matrix
    {Powers: none}
    Skull
    [size=6pt]Don't listen to your friends
    See the despair behind their eyes[/size]

    [size=6pt]Don't listen to your friends
    they only care once in a while
    {The Draw by Bastille}[/size]
    (c) Hey!, zenzan, Feli


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    Matrix was off a little ways, and had his front paws buried in the sand. He was just watching the waves, and listening as they broke on the beach. He took in a deep breath, and heard someone ask a question some ways off. His head turned slowly, and saw a pile of wood and two cats. He'd just observe for now, there was no reason to intrude.


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