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  • [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; width:360px ; auto; text-align: justify; color:lightgray;][size=9pt]Hatty was sitting out in front of a random cabin, growing flowers around him with a grin. They were all kinds of colors, the rainbow excluding green. The stems were already green! When he was encircled in flowers, he would grin and conjure a Polaroid camera. This would be cool. Grabbing it, he leaped up high to get out of the circle. Turning around, he took a picture of the flowers. The camera dispensed the picture and he pawed it out, laying it on the ground while it cleared up.[/size]


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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;]Tracking; will reply when I have the time.