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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-14px][glow=#dddd66,1,000][size=25pt][color=#bbbb88][font=arial]★ CHAMO[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; height:1px; background-color:#eeee77; width:488px; margin-top:-8px; opacity:0.6][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; height:1px; background-color:#eeee77; width:488px; margin-top:-5px; opacity:0.6][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; width:488px; color:#dddd66; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; margin-top:3px]The stars shined brilliantly at night. And that's why Chamo loved them. Loved them so much that for one day, if she could have one for herself then that would be her one promise to change the way she worked. But life never worked that way towards anyone. Unless you were extremely blessed by the heavens.


    A small and genuine smile was painted on the pup. She wasn't being a big brat all the time. Chamo thought she was doing the best for them anyway. Her paws lightly trembled at the sight of such shining things. The pup wanted to grab them so bad and show them to everyone down here. "[b]W-would anyone like to stargaze with me? Maybe we could err ---- look for some of those constell-whatzies." [/fancypost][align=center]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-14px][glow=#dddd66,1,000][size=25pt][color=#bbbb88][font=arial]★ CHAMO[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; height:1px; background-color:#eeee77; width:488px; margin-top:-8px; opacity:0.6][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; height:1px; background-color:#eeee77; width:488px; margin-top:-5px; opacity:0.6][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; width:488px; color:#dddd66; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; margin-top:3px]The pup looked around to see Clanmates gathering around to see the stars with her. Huh, she thought they disliked her back too. I guess it was only one-sided. "[b]Mmm, I guess so Arty.
    " She would respond, before once again continuing. "By the way, that's a pretty cool belief, Echo."[/fancypost][align=center]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-14px][glow=#dddd66,1,000][size=25pt][color=#bbbb88][font=arial]★ CHAMO[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; height:1px; background-color:#eeee77; width:488px; margin-top:-8px; opacity:0.6][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; height:1px; background-color:#eeee77; width:488px; margin-top:-5px; opacity:0.6][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; width:488px; color:#dddd66; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; margin-top:3px]Tea? Now what the hell was that? She heard of coffee, but not tea. The pup would soon prod over with a massive interest. "[b]Mmm, mind if I join?
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; width:488px; color:#dddd66; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; margin-top:3px]/ understandable !!
    Oh, oh. Who was this interesting soul? A main character? A sidekick? Chamo would so desperately would like to know. "[b]No, not really.
    " The pup would mumble before spitting the chewed up bone. "Nyahh, nyahh - who are you, by the way?"[/fancypost][align=center]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-14px][glow=#dddd66,1,000][size=25pt][color=#bbbb88][font=arial]★ CHAMO[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; height:1px; background-color:#eeee77; width:488px; margin-top:-8px; opacity:0.6][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; height:1px; background-color:#eeee77; width:488px; margin-top:-5px; opacity:0.6][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; width:488px; color:#dddd66; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; margin-top:3px]The pup prodded under the trap and let out howl of anger. Her very elegantly styled fur was ruined. Chamo got even more pissed knowing she had just cleaned it a few minutes ago in a stream. "[b]UGHHHHHH - whoever did this is going to be in big trouble! I'm going to tell on you and and and and get back at you!
    " The pup barked once more stuttering and shaking at the coldness of the water.[/fancypost][align=center]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-14px][glow=#dddd66,1,000][size=25pt][color=#bbbb88][font=arial]★ [b]CHAMO[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; height:1px; background-color:#eeee77; width:488px; margin-top:-8px; opacity:0.6][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; height:1px; background-color:#eeee77; width:488px; margin-top:-5px; opacity:0.6][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; width:488px; color:#dddd66; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; margin-top:3px]Messy brown hair, marshy green eyes, a small green coat too big for a body, and a matching laced dress were on the child's body as she prepared to go outside the world once again. The world was wrong was what they had said. The world needed to restart was what they all said. And they changed. They changed the world into a shitty wasteland.


    Gutter homes were made to survive the massive floods occurring. Gangs roamed and ruled the lands with their unknown devices. People with unknown abilities like to be able to conjure a storm popped out of nowhere like in the fairy-tales. Animals and plants started getting whacked too. Some of the animals were abnormal and developed three heads or tails.


    Her lips were curled a bit as she walked around the ruins of homes. Her feet trembled and swayed as she climbed and dug about ontop of the ruins hoping to find something . . . someone. The girl was no more younger than 14 when her family was crushed in the ruins of the Shake. And was the only alive due to the fact she was in a safe and prone area of her home while her beloved family members were not. It was a horrible thing. But no more horrible than what the world was before.


    There Chamo lied digging up whatever she could find on-top of the wretched debris.[/fancypost][align=center]
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