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    Dangerpaw had kinda gone MIA for few days, but that was mostly his roleplayer's fault. At the moment, he was a bit frustrated. His ribs were almost completely healed, but his asthma and lungs were still bugging him. He'd found a dried-out tree-stump, and was trying to burn it away. The few sparks that landed in the grass made him nervous; he didn't want to accidentally burn the territory down. The wolf gave a sigh, sitting as he carefully watched the flames in front of him, ready to try and put them out once the stump was burned away.
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    Gameover had slept-walked right on into the forest, and had fallen asleep not too far away from the tree. .. She was currently having a nice dream about Animal Crossing, when her entire town suddenly lit on fire. The feline awoke with a startled snort and a small yawn, before she turned and looked in the direction of the still-healing Dangerpaw. The nurse frowned a bit, and struggled to stand up, before hobbling over.


    "... I think that might hurt your lungs more than it will help them."

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    Why was it so hard to get someone to take her advice? Clearly this clan is full of stubborn boys, because I told Alby smoking will kill him. He still smokes. I told Neptuneblue to sleep. He hasn't in three days. And I have told you no to run, swim, or play with fire until I could figure out how to help your asthma, but that's not happening, I see. Annabelle groaned. She would have slapped him, but his ribs were healing, so it would be wrong.




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    [align=center][size=4pt][color=white](c) BRIGHTY    [/size]

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    info - powers - [abbr=Ask for capture, no kill, medium, attack in beige]battle tags[/abbr][hr][hr]


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid beige; overflow: auto; width: 370px; height: 110px; font-family: times new roman][b]Be careful.     the feline mumbled, sniffing. She enjoyed the smell of smoke; whether or not she liked that fact she didn't know. It seemed that he hadn't done anything horribly wrong, after all Danger was keeping a controlled fire. That was pleasing, if anything was these days. Ears flattening at Anna's remark and scolding, she shuffled her paws. She'd been meaning to talk to Alb's about those cancer sticks, but the fact that Anna had already talked to him and he didn't listen left her in a dismayed state. Uhm, you should listen to Anna too. She's just trying to help your cause bro. she shook her head, a smile replacing the frown usually on her maw. [/fancypost][/fancypost]
    [color=gray][size=6pt]{c}Taboo [/size]

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    Well, Anime wasn't injured. Sighing, Annabelle attempted to smack Anime on the cheek. Your not helping. The nurse snapped, rolling her eyes.
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    [justify][font=georgia]"Hey everyone! Excited to move?" What? May as well strike up conversation and get their mind of arguments, she didn't want to see them fight, after all.

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    The truth was, Dangerpaw had been disregarding Annabelle's warnings. He loved her, but this wasn't something he could just quit doing. He'd still light fires by accident, and the more he fell out of tune with fire, the more likely an accident was to happen. At least that's what he thought. "As long as I'm not breathing in the smoke I should be okay..." He trailed, gazing at Animepaw and his girlfriend.


    The fiery red wolf smiled and nodded at Lucinda. "Yeah, definitely. I hope it'll be nice."
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    "[color=#ddd3ee]I trust Imperialstar's judgement. For the most part.    " Tiny grinned, trotting over to the group.

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    Gameover simply blinked her eyes once or twice, before casting Dangerpaw a tired smile. "Just come to us if your lungs act up any more, okay..? I won't hound you over it." She said softly, before her gaze traveled to someone bringing up the move. Ah, a change in topic. Game had to think about how she felt, before she shrugged. "... It's like the start of your new adventure. Soon enough I'll jump out of the back of a moving truck, get my start Pokemon, and set off to explore Hoenn in all its glory."


    "... I wonder, though, which starter would I choose..?"

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    [justify][font=georgia]Lucinda turned on her stomach and looked at Gameover. This girl certainly had her priorities. "Uhm... Treeko! No, Mudkip... Uh, no, Torchic! All of them!"

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    "there is nothing wrong with my smoking, danger's playing with fire, or neptune's not sleeping." he frowned, only half joking. he still puffed on his cigarette as he walked over, a small smirk on his face.


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    Gameover frowned a little bit at her companion's response. "I've tried them all before... ... Hmmph. They all have perks and downsides..." Gameover was tapping a claw against her chin as she thought, shuffling closer to Lucinda.

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    "[color=#ddd3ee]Torchic.    " Tiny imputted. Her loved her torchic.