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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 320px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: white; margin-bottom: -5px]Pilot was outside, nibbling on the tiny strands of green grass that grew from the ground. He felt...tired. Luckily he wasn't sick anymore, but he was still slightly recovering. All that he felt was drowsy. His nose twitched as he lifted his head, softly munching on grass. It was peaceful out, not that many others around. Well at least right now where he was there weren't many other individuals. [/fancypost]

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    [size=6pt]© counselor dreamíe[/size]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background:url(http://33.media.tumblr.com/da9…8c0gPMeX1tflaamo1_500.gif); width:50px; height:175px;][/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: white; font-family: batang; font-size:20px; width:350px; text-align:center; letter-spacing:4px; text-shadow:0px 0px 5px #659D32]Latekit Tenebris[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:350px; height:146px; overflow:auto; text-align:justify; color:black; opacity:0.8][sub]The little caracal had been deep in a videogame on his ds when he noticed Pilot. He had been engrossed in a boss battle of Kirby Mass Attack when he saw the jackalope from the corner of his eyes. He looked up and cringed as the dying music played. "Again? Damn it" Late muttered, shutting down the portable console and padding over to Pilot. "Hello friend" He greeted with a polite smile to the prisoner. He recalled the Sunclan jackalope from when he discovered the prison block. He seemed rather timid and shy, much like Late himself.[/fancypost]

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    Paintedpaw made her way over slowly. "What's on your mind?" She blinked, looking to the sky. "Hum?" The white nurse asked.


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=cornflowerblue; border: 3px solid royalblue; width: 270px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: royalblue; line-height: 100%]Neptuneblue smirked as he made his way over in his cerberus body. "Look who it is, our resident failure!" The demon smirked with a cruel look on his face. Fun.
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    #ccnep15

  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%] "Shut up, Neptune." Emma huffed, frowning at the older male. He needed to get his mouth under control, or Emma was going to straight up bitch slap all three of his heads. This person might be a prisoner, but he was still...er, um, qualified as a creature. And creatures had rights.



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  • [fancypost bgcolor=cornflowerblue; border: 3px solid royalblue; width: 270px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: royalblue; line-height: 100%]"Oh, look who's grown a mouth." Neptune said, giving an amused snort afterwards. One of his heads turned to face her, a mock hurt expression on it's face. "I'm only playing with him, Emma."
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    #ccnep15

  • [size=11px]" Oh, shut up, Neptune. He's just sat there, for- " my god. Imperialstar closed his mouth before he said anything suspicious, tearing his gaze from the cerberus and focusing on Pilot instead. He knew that defending the individual he'd beaten himself was a little odd, but ...


    The serval settled beside Neptune despite his irritation, tail whisking in the dirt behind him. " You all right, Pilot? " he asked, head cocking.
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