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Shirtless Fatcat

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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = yellow
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = green
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = olive
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = cyan
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = darkblue
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = indigo
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = violet
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = white
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = black

▇▇▇▇▇▇ = pink
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = deeppink
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = hotpink
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = lightpink

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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = skyblue
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = turquoise
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = slateblue
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = royalblue
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = mediumaquamarine
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = lightskyblue
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = aqua
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = aquamarine
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = cadetblue
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = darkcyan
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = darkturquoise
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = darkslateblue

▇▇▇▇▇▇ = yellowgreen
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = springgreen
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = seagreen
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = palegreen
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = olivedrab
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = mediumspringgreen
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = mediumseagreen
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = lime
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = forestgreen
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = darkseagreen
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = darkolivegreen

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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = tan
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = sienna
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = sandybrown
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = saddlebrown
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = rosybrown
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = peru
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = peachpuff
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = moccasin
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = burlywood
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = chocolate

▇▇▇▇▇▇ = tomato
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = salmon
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = mediumvioletred
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = maroon
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = lightsalmon
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = crimson
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = firebrick
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = darksalmon
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = darkorange

▇▇▇▇▇▇ = thistle
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = plum
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = purple
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = orchid
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = mediumpurple
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = magenta
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = lavender
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = blueviolet
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = fuchsia
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = darkviolet
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = darkmagenta
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = darkorchid

▇▇▇▇▇▇ = silver
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #aaaaaa
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #bbbbbb
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #dddddd
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = lightgrey
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = darkgray
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = gainsboro
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = darkslategray

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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = goldenrod
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = gold




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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #ccff88
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #ddffdd
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #bbeeff
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #ccccff

▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #aaaaff
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #666688
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #777777
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #333355
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #9999ff
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #aaaabb
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #bbbbee

▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #227777
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #33cccc
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #ccdddd
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #ccdddd
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #88dddd
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #11aaaa
▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #ccffff

▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #bb66aa
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▇▇▇▇▇▇ = #661155
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#657383 |✖| Slate Gray
#646D7E |✖| Light Steel Blue4
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#4C7D7E |✖| Dark Slate Gray4
#806D7E |✖| Thistle4
#5E5A80 |✖| Medium Slate Blue

#4E387E |✖| Medium Purple4
#151B54 |✖| Midnight Blue
#2B3856 |✖| Dark Slate Blue
#25383C |✖| Dark Slate Gray
#463E41 |✖| Dim Gray

#151B8D |✖| Cornflower Blue
#15317E |✖| Royal Blue4
#342D7E |✖| Slate Blue4
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#2554C7 |✖| Royal Blue3
#3BB9FF |✖| Deep Sky Blue
#38ACEC |✖| Deep Sky Blue2
#357EC7 |✖| Slate Blue
#3090C7 |✖| Deep Sky Blue3
#25587E |✖| Deep Sky Blue4
#1589FF |✖| Dodger Blue
#157DEC |✖| Dodger Blue2
#1569C7 |✖| Dodger Blue3
#153E7E |✖| Dodger Blue4
#2B547E |✖| Steel Blue4
#4863A0 |✖| Steel Blue
#6960EC |✖| Slate Blue2
#8D38C9 |✖| Violet
#7A5DC7 |✖| Medium Purple3
#8467D7 |✖| Medium Purple
#9172EC |✖| Medium Purple2
#9E7BFF |✖| Medium Purple1
#728FCE |✖| Light Steel Blue
#488AC7 |✖| Steel Blue3
#56A5EC |✖| Steel Blue2
#5CB3FF |✖| Steel Blue1
#659EC7 |✖| Sky Blue3
#41627E |✖| Sky Blue4
#737CA1 |✖| Slate Blue
#737CA1 |✖| Slate Blue
#98AFC7 |✖| Slate Gray3

#F6358A |✖| Violet Red
#F6358A |✖| Violet Red1
#E4317F |✖| Violet Red2
#F52887 |✖| Deep Pink
#E4287C |✖| Deep Pink2
#C12267 |✖| Deep Pink3
#7D053F |✖| Deep Pink4
#CA226B ✖ Medium Violet Red
#C12869 ✖ Violet Red3
#800517 ✖ Firebrick
#7D0541 ✖ Violet Red4
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#810541 ✖ Maroon
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#E3319D ✖ Maroon2
#F535AA ✖ Maroon1
#FF00FF ✖ Magenta
#F433FF ✖ Magenta1
#E238EC ✖ Magenta2
#C031C7 ✖ Magenta3

#B048B5 ✖ Medium Orchid
#D462FF ✖ Medium Orchid1
#C45AEC ✖ Medium Orchid2
#A74AC7 ✖ Medium Orchid3
#6A287E ✖ Medium Orchid4
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#7F38EC ✖ Purple2
#6C2DC7 ✖ Purple3
#461B7E ✖ Purple4
#571B7e ✖ Dark Orchid4
#7D1B7E ✖ Dark Orchid
#842DCE ✖ Dark Violet
#8B31C7 ✖ Dark Orchid3
#A23BEC ✖ Dark Orchid2
#B041FF ✖ Dark Orchid1
#7E587E ✖ Plum4
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#F778A1 ✖ Pale Violet Red1
#E56E94 ✖ Pale Violet Red2
#C25A7C ✖ Pale Violet Red3
#7E354D ✖ Pale Violet Red4
#B93B8F ✖ Plum
#F9B7FF ✖ Plum1
#E6A9EC ✖ Plum2
#C38EC7 ✖ Plum3
#D2B9D3 ✖ Thistle
#C6AEC7 ✖ Thistle4
#EBDDE2 ✖ Lavender Blush2
#C8BBBE ✖ Lavender Blush3
#E9CFEC ✖ Thistle2
#FCDFFF ✖ Thistle1

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#FDEEF4 ✖ Lavender Blush
#C6DEFF ✖ Light Steel Blue1
#ADDFFF ✖ Light Blue
#BDEDFF ✖ Light Blue1
#E0FFFF ✖ Light Cyan
#C2DFFF ✖ Slate Gray1
#B4CFEC ✖ Slate Gray2
#B7CEEC ✖ Light Steel Blue2
#52F3FF ✖ Turquoise1
#00FFFF ✖ Cyan
#57FEFF ✖ Cyan1
#50EBEC ✖ Cyan2
#4EE2EC ✖ Turquoise2
#48CCCD ✖ Medium Turquoise
#43C6DB ✖ Turquoise
#9AFEFF ✖ Dark Slate Gray1
#8EEBEC ✖ Dark Slate Gray2
#78c7c7 ✖ Dark Slate Gray3
#46C7C7 ✖ Cyan3
#43BFC7 ✖ Turquoise3
#77BFC7 ✖ Cadet Blue3
#92C7C7 ✖ Pale Turquoise3
#AFDCEC ✖ Light Blue2
#3B9C9C ✖ Dark Turquoise
#307D7E ✖ Cyan4
#3EA99F ✖ Light Sea Green
#82CAFA ✖ Light Sky Blue
#A0CFEC ✖ Light Sky Blue2
#87AFC7 ✖ Light Sky Blue3
#82CAFF ✖ Sky Blue
#79BAEC ✖ Sky Blue2
#566D7E ✖ Light Sky Blue4
#6698FF ✖ Sky Blue4
#736AFF ✖ Light Slate Blue
#CFECEC ✖ Light Cyan2
#AFC7C7 ✖ Light Cyan3
#717D7D ✖ Light Cyan4
#95B9C7 ✖ Light Blue3
#5E767E ✖ Light Blue4
#5E7D7E ✖ Pale Turquoise4

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#348781 ✖ Medium Aquamarine
#306754 ✖ Medium Sea Green
#4E8975 ✖ Sea Green
#254117 ✖ Dark Green
#387C44 ✖ Sea Green4
#4E9258 ✖ Forest Green
#347235 ✖ Medium Forest Green
#347C2C ✖ Spring Green4
#667C26 ✖ Dark Olive Green4
#437C17 ✖ Chartreuse4
#347C17 ✖ Green4
#348017 ✖ Medium Spring Green
#4AA02C ✖ Spring Green
#41A317 ✖ Lime Green
#4AA02C ✖ Spring Green
#8BB381 ✖ Dark Sea Green
#99C68E ✖ Dark Sea Green2
#4CC417 ✖ Green3
#6CC417 ✖ Chartreuse3
#52D017 ✖ Yellow Green
#4CC552 ✖ Spring Green3
#54C571 ✖ Sea Green3
#57E964 ✖ Spring Green2
#5EFB6E ✖ Spring Green1
#64E986 ✖ Sea Green2
#6AFB92 ✖ Sea Green1
#B5EAAA ✖ Dark Sea Green2
#C3FDB8 ✖ Dark Sea Green1
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#87F717 ✖ Lawn Green
#5FFB17 ✖ Green1
#59E817 ✖ Green2
#7FE817 ✖ Chartreuse2
#8AFB17 ✖ Chartreuse
#B1FB17 ✖ Green Yellow
#CCFB5D ✖ Dark Olive Green1
#BCE954 ✖ Dark Olive Green2
#A0C544 ✖ Dark Olive Green3

#FFFF00 ✖ Yellow
#FFFC17 ✖ Yellow1
#FFF380 ✖ Khaki1
#EDE275 ✖ Khaki2
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#FBB917 ✖ Goldenrod1
#E9AB17 ✖ Goldenrod2
#FDD017 ✖ Gold1
#EAC117 ✖ Gold2
#D4A017 ✖ Gold
#C7A317 ✖ Gold3
#C68E17 ✖ Goldenrod3
#AF7817 ✖ Dark Goldenrod
#ADA96E ✖ Khaki
#C9BE62 ✖ Khaki3
#827839 ✖ Khaki4
#FBB117 ✖ Dark Goldenrod1
#E8A317 ✖ Dark Goldenrod2
#C58917 ✖ Dark Goldenrod3
#F87431 ✖ Sienna1
#E66C2C ✖ Sienna2
#F88017 ✖ Dark Orange
#F87217 ✖ Dark Orange1
#E56717 ✖ Dark Orange2
#C35617 ✖ Dark Orange3

#C35817 ✖ Sienna3
#8A4117 ✖ Sienna
#7E3517 ✖ Indian Red4
#7E2217 ✖ Dark Orange3
#7E3117 ✖ Salmon4
#7E3817 ✖ Dark Goldenrod4
#7F5217 ✖ Gold4
#806517 ✖ Goldenrod4
#805817 ✖ Light Salmon4
#7F462C ✖ Light Salmon4
#C85A17 ✖ Chocolate
#C34A2C ✖ Coral3
#E55B3C ✖ Coral2
#F76541 ✖ Coral
#E18B6B ✖ Dark Salmon
#F88158 ✖ Pale Turquoise4
#E67451✖ Salmon2
#C36241✖ Salmon3
#C47451 ✖ Light Salmon3
#E78A61✖ Light Salmon2
#F9966B ✖ Light Salmon
#EE9A4D ✖ Sandy Brown

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#F665AB ✖ Hot Pink1
#E45E9D ✖ Hot Pink2
#C25283 ✖ Hot Pink3
#7D2252 ✖ Hot Pink4

#E77471 ✖ Light Coral
#F75D59 ✖ Indian Red1
#E55451 ✖ Indian Red2
#C24641 ✖ Indian Red3

#FF0000 ✖ Red
#F62217 ✖ Red1
#E41B17 ✖ Red2
#F62817 ✖ Firebrick1
#E42217 ✖ Firebrick2
#C11B17 ✖ Firebrick3

#C11B17 ✖ Pink
#FAAFBE ✖ Rosy Brown1
#FBBBB9 ✖ Rosy Brown2
#E8ADAA ✖ Pink2
#E7A1B0 ✖ Light Pink
#FAAFBA ✖ Light Pink1
#F9A7B0 ✖ Light Pink2
#E799A3 ✖ Pink3
#C48793 ✖ Rosy Brown3
#C5908E ✖ Rosy Brown
#B38481 ✖ Pink3
#C48189 ✖ Light Pink3
#7F5A58 ✖ Rosy Brown4
#7F4E52 ✖ Light Pink4
#7F525D ✖ Pink4
#817679 ✖| Lavendar Blush4
#817339 ✖ Light Goldenrod4
#827B60 ✖ Lemon Chiffon4
#C9C299 ✖ Lemon Chiffon3
#C8B560 ✖ Light Goldenrod3
#ECD672 ✖ Light Golden2
#ECD872 ✖ Light Goldenrod
#FFE87C ✖ Light Goldenrod1
#ECE5B6 ✖ Lemon Chiffon2
#FFF8C6 ✖ Lemon Chiffon
#FAF8CC ✖ Light Goldenrod Yellow

Shirtless Fatcat

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Ȁ Ȃ Ȧ Ӓ Ӑ Ʌ Ⱥ Ά Α Λ Ѧ Д ᾈ ᾉ ᾊ ᾋ ᾌ ᾍ ᾎ ᾏ • ȁ ȃ ɑ ɒ ɐ ȧ α ά Δ д ӓ ӑ ᾀ ᾁ ᾂ ᾃ ᾄ ᾅ ᾆ ᾇ ᾰ ᾱ ᾲ ᾳ ᾴ ᾶ ᾷ
Ƀ β Ѣ • Ђ Ъ Ь ъ ь Ϧ ɓ ʙ ϐ ѣ б в Ҍ ҍ
Ȼ ʗ Ͻ Ͼ Ͽ Ϲ Ѽ Ҁ Ҫ • ɔ ȼ ς ϲ ѽ ҁ ҫ
ɖ ɗ ȡ ʠ δ
Ȅ Ȇ Ӗ Ɇ Ѐ Ȩ Ȝ Έ Ё Ε Ξ Σ ξ Є Э Ӭ З Ѯ Ҿ Ҽ Ӛ Ә Ӟ Ҙ ә • ə ε έ з є э е ϵ ϶ ȅ ɘ ȇ ɇ ȩ ѐ ё ѯ ҿ ҽ ӛ ӟ ҙ ӗ ӭ
Ϝ Ғ Ӻ • ϝ ɟ ʄ ӻ ғ
Ѡ Ѿ • ɠ ɡ ʛ ɢ ɞ ʚ ɕ
Ȟ Ή Η Ң Ҥ Һ Ӈ Ӊ Ҕ ᾘ ᾙ ᾚ ᾛ ᾜ ᾝ ᾞ ᾟ • ʜ ɦ ћ ʮ ʯ ɧ ȟ ɥ ђ Ћ н ӈ ӊ ң ҕ ҥ
Ȉ Ȋ Ί Ϊ Ῐ Ῑ Ὶ Ί • ȉ ɨ ɩ ɪ ȋ ϊ ΐ ῐ ῑ ῒ ΐ ῖ ῗ
Ɉ Ј • ɉ ȷ ʝ ϳ
Ќ Қ Ҟ Ҝ Ҟ Ӄ • ʞ ɮ κ ќ қ ҝ ҟ ҡ ӄ
Ƚ ζ • ʟ ɫ ɬ ʅ ɭ ȴ ʃ ʄ ʆ
Ϻ Ӎ • ɯ ɰ ɱ ϻ ӎ
Ƞ Ν Π Ѝ Ҋ Ӣ Ӥ Ώ Ω Л Й • ȵ ɲ ɳ ɴ ή π η и й ѝ л ҋ ӣ ӥ ᾐ ᾑ ᾒ ᾓ ᾔ ᾕ ᾖ ᾗ ὴ ή ὴ ή
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Ρ Ҏ Ῥ • ρ ϼ Ϸ ϸ φ ҏ ῤ ῥ
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Ȕ Ʉ Ȗ Ώ Ω ц • ȕ ȗ ʮ ʯ ʉ ʊ υ μ ϑ ϋ ύ ΰ
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Ⅰ Ⅱ Ⅲ Ⅳ Ⅴ Ⅵ Ⅶ Ⅷ Ⅸ Ⅹ Ⅺ Ⅻ Ⅼ Ⅽ Ⅾ Ⅿ

ⅰ ⅱ ⅲ ⅳ ⅴ ⅵ ⅶ ⅷ ⅸ ⅹ ⅺ ⅻ ⅼ ⅽ ⅾ ⅿ

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← → ↑ ↓ ↔ ↕ ↖ ↗ ↘ ↙ ↚ ↛ ↜ ↝ ↞ ↟
↠ ↡ ↢ ↣ ↤ ↥ ↦ ↧ ↨ ↩ ↪ ↫ ↬ ↭ ↮ ↯ ↰ ↱ ↲ ↳ ↴ ↵ ↶ ↷ ↸ ↹ ↺ ↻ ↼ ↽ ↾ ↿
⇀ ⇁ ⇂ ⇃ ⇄ ⇅ ⇆ ⇇ ⇈ ⇉ ⇊ ⇋ ⇌ ⇍ ⇎ ⇏ ⇐ ⇑ ⇒ ⇓ ⇔ ⇕ ⇖ ⇗ ⇘ ⇙ ⇚ ⇛ ⇜ ⇝ ⇞ ⇟
⇠ ⇡ ⇢ ⇣ ⇤ ⇥ ⇦ ⇧ ⇨ ⇩ ⇪

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℀ ℁ ℂ ℃ ℄ ℅ ℆ ℇ ℈ ℉ ℊ ℋ ℌ ℍ ℎ ℏ ℐ ℑ ℒ ℓ ℔ ℕ № ℗ ℘ ℙ ℚ ℛ ℜ ℝ ℞ ℟
℠ ℡ ™ ℣ ℤ ℥ Ω ℧ ℨ ℩ K Å ℬ ℭ ℮ ℯ ℰ ℱ Ⅎ ℳ ℴ ℵ ℶ ℷ ℸ ℻ ⅍ ⅎ ⅓ ⅔ ⅕ ⅖ ⅗ ⅘ ⅙ ⅚ ⅛ ⅜ ⅝ ⅞ ⅟

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☽☾✗✘✓ ✔ ☐ ☑ ☒ ✕ ✖✚✪✣✤✥
✱ ✲ ✳ ❃ ❂ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ✽ ✼ ✻ ✺ ✹
✸ ✷ ✶ ✵ ✴ ❄ ❅ ❆ ❇ ❈ ❉ ❊ ❋ ❖
☀ ☂ ☁ ❣ ✚ ✪ ✣ ✤ ✥ ✦ ❉ ❥ ❦ ❧
❃ ❂ ❁ ❀ ✄ ☪ ➸ ♨ ☢ ☠ ☭ ♈ ☮ ☯
♋ ☡ ☢ ☣ ☤ ☥ ☦ ☧ ☨ ☩ ☪ ☫ ☬ ☭
♔ ♕ ♖ ♗ ♘ ♙ ♚ ♛ ♜ ♝ ♞ ♟ ۩ ۞
♠ ♡ ♢ ♣ ♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ✦✧✩✫✬✭✮✯✰ ☼ ❣
♲ ♳ ♴ ♵ ♶ ♷ ♸ ♹ ♺ ♻ ♼ ♽♯♩♪♫♬♭
☰ ☱ ☲ ☳ ☴ ☵ ☶ ☷ ☚ ☛ ☜ ☝ ☞ ☟
☿ ♀ ♁ ♂ ♃ ♄ ♅ ♆ ♇ ♈ ♉ ♊ ♌ ♍
△ ▲ ☆ ★ ◇ ◆ ■ □ ▽ ▼ ❤❥♎ ♏ ✐✌
๑ # @ & * ¥ ☸ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽☾
♡ ღ☻ ☺ ❂ ◕ ⊕ ☉ Θ o O ♋ ☯ ㊝ ⊙ ◎
◑ ◐ ۰ • ● ▪ ▫ 。 ゚ ๑ ☜ ☞ ☂ ♨ ☎ ☏ ✍✡

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ಠ_ಠ ◕ ◡ ◕ °__° ಥ__ಥ
(-`ω´- ) (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀<●) &_&
⊙▂⊙ ⊙o⊙ ⊙︿⊙  ⊙ω⊙ ⊙△⊙  ⊙▽⊙
(◡_◡) (◕-◕) (◕o◕) (∩_∩)

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┄ ┅ ┆ ┇ ┈ ┉ ┊ ┋ ⋮ ⋯ ⋰ ⋱
─ ━ │ ┃┌ ┐ ┍ ┑ ┎ ┒ ┏ ┓ └ ┘ ┕ ┙ ┖ ┚ ┗ ┛
┞ ┟ ┢ ┡ ┦ ┧ ┩ ┪
┣ ┫┝ ┥┠ ┨├ ┤
┬ ┭ ┮ ┯ ┰ ┱ ┲ ┳ ┴ ┵ ┶ ┷ ┸ ┹ ┺ ┻ ┼ ┽ ┾ ┿
╀ ╁ ╂ ╃ ╄ ╅ ╆ ╇ ╈ ╉ ╊ ╋ ╌ ╍ ╎ ╏
═ ║ ╒ ╓ ╔ ╕ ╖ ╗ ╘ ╙ ╚ ╛ ╜ ╝ ╞ ╟
╠ ╡ ╢ ╣ ╤ ╥ ╦ ╧ ╨ ╩ ╪ ╫ ╬


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❛❜❝❞【】〖〗►◄﹃﹄『』◢ ◣◥ ◤
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┏━━━━━━━━━┓

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▀ ▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █ ▉ ▊ ▋ ▌ ▍ ▎ ▏ ▐
░ ▒ ▓▕ ■ □ ▢ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▧ ▨ ▩ ▪ ▫
▬ ▭ ▮ ▯ ▰ ▱ ▲ △ ▴ ▵ ▶ ▷ ▸ ▹ ► ▻ ▼ ▽ ▾ ▿
◀ ◁ ◂ ◃ ◄ ◅ ◆ ◇ ◈ ◉ ◊
○ ◌ ◍ ◎ ● ◐ ◑ ◒ ◓ ◔ ◕
◖ ◗ ◘ ◙ ◚ ◛ ◜ ◝ ◞ ◟
◠ ◡ ◢ ◣ ◤ ◥ ◦ ◧ ◨ ◩ ◪ ◫ ◬ ◭ ◮ ◯

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¡ † ‡ ↔ ↑ ↓ •«» ¤₯ ƒ ₴ ₥ ₦ № ₧ ₰ £ ₨ ₪ ৳ ₮ ₩ ¥

– — … ° ≈ ≠ ≤ ≥ ± − × ÷ ← → · §

๑☺ ☻ ☼♣ ♥ ♦·۰•●○●ஐﻬ↔ ↕ ▪ ▫ ▬♦ ◊ ◦♫ ♪ ღˇ √ « » ™ ♂♀ ©№® ◦º°×°º◦ ´¯`·»ºØ´ ׺°”˜`”°º×»- ஆ ௰ Þ ௫

๑•ิ.•ั๑ ๑۩۞۩๑ ✿.。.: ☂☃ ☄ ★ ☆ ☇ ☈ ☉ ☊ ☋ ☌ ☍ ☑ ☒☢ ☸ ☹ ☺ ☻ ☼ ☽ ☾ ♠   ♡ ♢ ♣ ♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ♨ ♩ ✙✈ ✉ ✌ ✁ ✎ ✐ ❀ ✰ ❁ ❤ ❥ ❦❧ ➳ ➽ εїз℡❣·۰•●○●

ゃōゃ ♡๑۩ﺴ ☜ ☞ ☎ ☏♡ ⊙◎ ☺ ☻✖╄ஐﻬ ► ◄ ▧ ▨ ♨ ◐ ◑ ↔ ↕ ▪ ▫ ☼ ♦ ▀ ▄ █▌ ▐░ ▒ ▬♦ ◊ ◦ ☼ ♠♣ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▩ ◘ ◙ ◈ ♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ の ☆ → あ ぃ £ ❤ 。◕‿◕。

# @ & * ¥☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫ ✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☻ ☺ ❂ ◕ ⊕ ☉ Θ o O ♋ ☯ ㊝ ⊙ ◎ ◑ ◐ ۰ • ● ▪ ▫ 。 ゚ ๑ ☜ ☞ ☂ ♨ ☎ ☏

︻ ︼ ︽ ︾ 〈 〉 ︿ ﹀ ∩ ∪ ﹁ ﹂ ﹃ ﹄﹝ ﹞ < > ≦ ≧ ﹤ ﹥ 「 」 ︵ ︶ ︷ ︸ ︹ ︺〔 〕 【 】《 》 ( ) { } ﹙ ﹚ 『 』 ﹛ ﹜╳ + - ﹢ × ÷ = ≠ ≒ ∞ ˇ ± √ ⊥ ∠ ∟ ⊿ ㏒

▶ ▷ ◀ ◁ ☀ ☁ ☂ ☃ ☄ ★ ☆ ☇ ☈ ☉ ☊ ☋ ☌ ☍ ☑ ☒☢ ☸ ☹ ☺ ☻ ☼ ☽ ☾ ♠   ♡ ♢ ♣ ♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ♨ ♩ ✙ ✈ ✉ ✌ ✁ ✎ ✐ ❀ ✰ ❁ ❤ ❥ ❦❧ ➳ ➽ 〠 〄 ㍿ ♝ ♞

♯♩♪♫♬♭♮ ☎ ☏ ☪ ♈ ♨ ºº ₪ ¤ 큐 « » ™ ♂✿ ♥ の ↑ ↓ ← → ↖ ↗ ↙ ↘ ㊣ ◎ ○ ● ⊕ ⊙ ○  △ ▲ ☆ ★ ◇ ◆ ■ □ ▽ ▼ § ¥ 〒 ¢ £ ※ ♀ ♂ © ® ⁂ ℡ ↂ░ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▧

✐✌✍✡✓✔✕✖ ♂ ♀ ♥ ♡ ☜ ☞ ☎ ☏ ⊙ ◎ ☺ ☻ ► ◄ ▧ ▨ ♨ ◐ ◑ ↔ ↕ ♥ ♡ ▪ ▫ ☼ ♦ ▀ ▄ █ ▌ ▐ ░ ▒ ▬ ♦ ◊ ◘ ◙ ◦ ☼ ♠ ♣ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▩ ◘ ◙ ◈ ♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ ✄☪☣☢☠

㊊㊋㊌㊍㊎㊏ ㊐㊑㊒㊓㊔㊕㊖㊗㊘㊜㊝㊞㊟㊠㊡㊢ ㊣㊤㊥㊦㊧㊨㊩㊪㊫㊬㊭㊮㊯㊰

✗✘✚✪✣✤✥✦✧✩✫✬✭✮✯✰ ✱✲✳❃❂❁❀✿✾✽✼✻✺✹✸✷ ✶✵✴❄❅❆❇❈❉❊❋❖☀☂☁【】┱ ┲ ❣ ✚ ✪ ✣ ✤ ✥ ✦ ❉ ❥ ❦ ❧ ❃ ❂ ❁ ❀ ✄ ☪ ☣ ☢ ☠ ☭ ♈ ➸ ✓ ✔ ✕ ✖ *.:。✿*゚‘゚・✿.。.:

【】〖〗@﹕﹗/ " _ & & `,·。≈{}~ ~() _ -『』√ $ @ * & # ※ 々∞Ψ ∪∩∈∏ の ℡ ぁ §∮〝〞ミ灬ξ№∑⌒ξζω*ㄨ ≮≯ +-×÷﹢﹣±/=∫∮∝ ∞ ∧∨ ∑ ∏ ∥∠ ≌ ∽ ≦ ≧ ≒﹤﹥じ☆

■♀『』◆◣◥▲Ψ ※◤ ◥ →№←㊣∑⌒〖〗@ξζω□∮〓※∴ぷ▂▃▅▆█ ∏【】△√ ∩¤々♀♂∞①ㄨ≡↘↙▂▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █┗┛╰☆╮ ≠ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅┢┦aΡpy .......♧♧ ☜♥☞.︻︼─一 ▄︻┻┳═一

﹏◢ ◣ ◥ ◤ ▽ ▧ ▨ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▩ ◘ ◙ ▓ ▒ ░ Café № @ ㊣ ™ ℡ 凸 の ๑۞๑ ๑۩ﺴ ﺴ۩๑ o(‧'''‧)o ❆ べò⊹⊱⋛⋋ ⋌⋚⊰⊹ ⓛⓞⓥⓔ べ ☀ ☼ ☜ ☞ ⊙® ◈ ♦ ◊ ◦ ◇ ◆ εїз

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げこごさざしじすぜそぞただちぢっつづてでとどなにぬねのはば ♪♫╭♥ ๑•ิ.•ัﻬஐ ✎ぱひびぴふぶぷへべぺほぼぽまみむめも

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↔ ↕ ▪ → ︷╅╊✿ ❤`•.¸¸.•´´¯`•• .¸¸.•´¯`•.•●•۰• ••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤——(•·÷[ ]÷·•)—

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׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×»-(¯`v´¯)-» ×÷·.·´¯`·)» «(·´¯`·.·÷×*∩_∩* ⓛⓞⓥⓔ ╬ ╠ ╣∷ ღ ☃ ❆ £ ∆ ? Õ Ő ő ∞ © ‡ † ? ஜ ஒ ண இ ஆ ௰

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»-(¯`v´¯)-»█┗┛↘↙╰☆╮ ≠ ☜♥☞ ︻︼─一 ▄︻┻┳═一 -─═┳︻ ∝╬══→ ::======&& ☆═━┈ ┣▇▇▇═─ ■◆◣◥▲◤ ◥〓∴ぷ▂▃▅▆█ 【】

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✓ - ✔ - √
✕ - ✖ - ✗ - ✘
✙ - ✚ - ✛ - ✜
✩ - ✿ - ❀ - ❁ - ❄ - ❅ - ❆ - ❇ - ❤
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✫ - ✬ - ✭ - ✮ - ✯ - ✰ - ✱ - ✲ - ✳ - ✴ - ✵ - ⋆
✈ - ✁ - ✂
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∮ - ∭ - ∯ - ∰ - ∱ - ∲ - ∳
∴ - ∵ - ⋮ - ⋯ - ⋰ - ⋱
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⋐ - ⋑ - ⋒ - ⋓
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                                Outfit / / In bed with Dakota // Hungover

                                The night was a rough one to remember. It started out slow, Ariel having promised herself it would be a slow one. She tended to get herself into a situations where she became the party girl that everyone knew. Actually, she was. She was the one everyone expected to find at any party that was worth going to. For her it always started with one or two shots at home - pregaming, before moving on to the party. That was where she usually continued to drink and didn't stop. Then on top of that was the drugs. Nothing too serious. Just weed and lots of it. The female really couldn't help herself. This was who she was, this was who she became. It was bound to happen considering how her sister turned out. No matter how many times Ariel tried to get her sister to go out and party, she refused. Like anything else was better than that, especially on a summer day. They didn't have jobs or class, so whatever she had to be doing was boring as hell. But Ariel never forced her to do it. She just allowed the female to do as she pleased. One of the twins had to be the bad party girl, and it just so happened to be her and she was completely fine with that. But of course none of this was even close to being possible without her partner in crime, the man she loved.

                                Dakota was her best friend, her one true love, her everything. He could keep up with her no matter what while still keeping her safe. Every party they went to he never would cling to her, but would still be in ear shot or close distance to be there if something happened. Or when they were at a party and she wanted to be with him, they would dance, take shots together or her favorite is when they shot gun each other while smoking. That had to be the best part. It was extremely hot. Being known as the top party girl, you have to know that he was the top party boy. They threw awesome parties when they had the chance, which wasn't a lot since their parents were always home. Her father was always wanting to be around her mother who did a lot of home things, working part time. She could honestly work full time but had chosen not to. His parents, well his father took over the family buisness and had tons of money so he was usually around and their mother well, Ariel wasn't a big fan of actually. She seemed to baby the boys and that wasn't okay. Dakota was old enough to take care of herself. Either way, the boy belonged to her and that's what mattered.

                                Speaking of his, Ariel felt the lips move up her neck to her lips where she groaned, letting him know that she is actually semi awake, at least for now. The sleep was slowly pulling her in but was stopped the minute she felt even more kisses. Dakota could be so suggestive sometimes. "Alright, alright im up." the blonde groaned, stretching out a bit. She was so sore from last night. It must of been a really long night, whether it be from the part or the after party. Either way, she knew that she was going to take him up on that offer for sleep. "Mm, can we go to that cute little breakfast diner? I'm dying for some waffles, bacon, eggs and toast." A small laugh escaped her lips. Ariel was one to eat. She loved eating. It was one thing Dakota told her he really liked about her after their first date. "But, we should stop to get coffee at Starbucks. I could use a frappe." Finally her eyes fluttered open to see the male beside her. This was the most perfect thing to wake up to, that was for sure. Leaning over, the female kissed his lips once more before pulling the blanket back. Their house was the perfect temperature to wake up to.

                                Moving over to the closet, she pulled on a pair of white shorts with a light purple crop top, one her father wasn't a fan of but she loved, and a cardigan just to cover a bit of skin. "So, are we going to have our own personal party tonight or should we see what's going on around the town? Or maybe both? Take it easy at the party than do our thing later?" she questioned, running a brush through her hair to get the knots out. It was a mess, but a simple brush really did the trick. Moving over to the bathroom connecting hers and her sisters room, but with separate entrances, she brushed her teeth. The taste of alcohol had been lingering and she hadn't enjoyed it. Especially kissing Dakota, that wasn't fun. "Get dressed why I go downstairs and tell them we're heading out. That and I want a water bottle. " Another gently kiss before she was out and down the stairs.

                                Music was playing, which was something that she grew up around but had quickly grown out of it. She didn't sing along with her father as much as he wished she would. It just wasn't her think. "Good morning. Dakota and I are going out for breakfast." she stated, grabbing her water bottle from the fridge and taking a drink of it. It was settling her empty stomach now. "Then probably heading over to her house to watch movies and sleep. Nothing fun. So I'll have my phone if you need me." Turning her attention back to the stairs she smiled before calling up. "Dakota! Let's go! I'm starving."

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                                                The male felt the kiss on his lips and he groaned. That was one way to wake the male up, but it wasn't what he wanted. He enjoyed the comfort of Aurora's bed. It was fluffy and the large comforter was perfect. So when the option came for him to come downstairs when he wanted to, Riley knew he wouldn't be moving, at least not in the next ten minutes. His body was telling him to stay put and what his body says to do, he does. Must be why his first class of the day didn't go well this last year. His grades were slipping, but only in that class. Aurora tended to keep him up and going on his other classes. It wasn't that they stayed up late, actually last night was such an early night for the two of them. They had dinner and watched movies and talked, which was fine but it seemed really constant lately. He had to watch his twin brother and his girlfriend sneak out of the house to go to a party which he tried to convince Aurora to go but she never budged. Why? He would never understand. Parties were like his life, or before him and Aurora started dating. After it hadn't been so much as it was him just trying to keep her happy, which wasn't hard if you could agree with the things that she wanted to do, which a lot of the time were not what Riley wanted to do. But truthfully, he was fine with that now. It took some adjusting but he really loved the female and would do anything to keep her happy and in his arms, no matter what it took.

                                                They had met a long time ago considering their parents were close, but he never really asked her out. Aurora was that good girl and he was that bad girl that fathers never wanted around their daughters. It officially happened when they were fifteen, about 4 months before the girls sixteenth birthday - before Dakota and Ariel started dating. There had just been something about her that really drove him nuts and Riley needed her in his life, as more than just a friend. So he finally took her out on a real date, or what he thought was a real date. Apparently Burger King didn't count, but he hadn't ever taken a girl out on a real date. Aurora must of found in funny considering the two were not going steady and it was a strong steady. They were always doing everything together. Speaking of everything, it really must be time for him to roll out of bed now, as must as he wanted to refuse and just curl up in bed. Maybe they could do that all day? Or at least do nothing and just sit and watch TV. That sounded nice too.

                                                Rolling out of bed, the male moved over to the dresser where the bottom draw was dedicated to just his clothes and pulled out a fresh pair of jeans and a tshirt. He didn't keep much here, but usually his outfits were just switched out depending on if he went home the night. Most of the time, he didn;t stay longer than two nights but with it being summer it might be something that would have to change. Riley would need to look into bringing more clothes into the house. It shouldn't be hard, for being a male he had more clothes than any female he knew, besides the twins. They of course had the same size, their closet doubled. Aurora was on the conservative side why Ariel, well she didn't mind showing skin. Sometime soon, Riley was going to try really hard to get his girlfriend out of her little box and have her open up a little bit. It would be nice if she would do so, even if it was one night. One night to experience something else that she might find fun.

                                                Heading down the stairs, he could hear voice and smiled as he entered. There was his girlfriend sitting with her father at the table as Alyson was making breakfast. It smelled amazing. "Wow, it smells good." he complimented, gently pressing a kiss to his girlfriends cheek just as her sister came in, in which seemed like nothing more than a swimsuit. Were they going to a party already? Hearing Ariel do her morning rounds before taking his seat beside her, wrapping their fingers together on their hands. "So, I was thinking we just sleep all day because that sounds perfect and it doesn't require doing much at all." the male commented, before pouring himself a glass of orange juice. "Then, I would love to take you out to dinner tonight if you would like. And not Burger King." He never heard the end of that from her, it was a joke between them not. Whenever Riley mentioned taking her out the first thing she asked was Burger King? It was cute but at the same time he felt bad. "Then maybe you can stay with me tonight?" The last part was quiet as he only whispered it to her, seeing that her fathers attention was on her twin.

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User ImageUser Image“Time to remove that tube,” a familiar cuvy nurse exclaimed with a grin as she waltzed into Raelyn’s room with a dreary doctor in tow. Raelyn opened her eyes at the sound of their arrival, and struggled to lift herself into a seating position on her bed. The nurse, Sara, darted ahead of the doctor to assist her, gingerly holding her emaciated arm, and fixing her pillows to support her. She had been assigned the same nurse upon most of her visits here. Raelyn was not fond of the nasogastric tube currently sustaining her, but the removal was not something she looked forward to. After the nurse removed the tape holding the tube in place on her nose, it felt extremely itchy, but not enough so for her to put in the effort to lift her arm and scratch it. Her body had become so emaciated that every movement drained her energy, She grimaced at the familiar feeling of the plastic rising through her oesophagus. As the tube passed by her sensitive gag reflex, she struggled to stop herself from vomiting. Years of bulimia had made it extremely sensitive, and easy for her to purge. She inhaled deeply once the tube had been fully removed. After two weeks of feeling like she had something constantly stuck in the back of her throath, this freedom was a welcome relief. The discomfort the tubes caused were an effective way of encouraging you to eat willingly. “You excited to eat all on your own?” the nurse smiled warmly, “But, first, the weigh in.” Raelyn stared at her with deadpan eyes. Even if she was, she did not have the energy to express any enthusiasm. She was glad to have that damn tube out of her, but that did not mean she gladly sought an alternative source of nutrition.

Her first weigh in since she had arrived had been yesterday. Raelyn had been completely bed ridden during her two weeks here. Years of starvation had damaged her organs, and her heart had suffered the most. She had been admitted due to severe bradycardia onset by her anorexia which had caused her to faint. She was surprised she had broken anything when she fainted. Her bones were so weak and exposed with no fat to protect them that a clumsy trip could snap her leg. She just got lucky this time. She awoke in hospital hooked up to a heart monitor. Her heart rate had fallen so low that they feared she would go into cardiac arrest. No movement had been allowed as it would put strain on her weak heart. Raelyn slowly swung her legs out of the bed, one at a time, aiding them with her hands. She braced herself as she pushed off the bed, putting all her weight on her brittle legs. A sudden wave of dizziness washed over her and the nurse quickly grasped her arm to steady her. She continued to hold her arm as she took a single step onto the weighing scales. “90 pounds! Well done,” Sara beamed, as she jotted the number down on a chart. Despite the nurse's best efforts, Raelyn remained unenthusiastic. She found her incessant demeanor rather condescending. She was an adult, and she wanted to be treated like one, not like a child earning stickers for their work.

“You get to wear your own clothes now too!” Sara noted joyfully, as she closed the curtain surrounding Raelyn's bed to allow her to change in privacy. She picked out the first pair of pajamas she found in the cabinet next to her bed, and slowly began to change. The soft fleece was welcome on her tired, gaunt skin, caressing her prominent bones. It was a chore just to get dressed, exerting all her energy to lift each leg into her pajama bottoms, and to raise her arms above her head. Raelyn tugged at the edge of the curtain in an effort to open it, which prompted the dutiful nurse that she was ready. She swiftly opened it the rest of the way to reveal a wheelchair waiting for Raelyn. Raelyn simply walked by it. She hated needing so much assistance to do everyday tasks, but she could not deny how deteriorated her body had become. She made it a few step before turning back in defeat and accepting the offer. Prolonged malnutrition had weakened her bone aswell. The nurse wheeled her down to the cafeteria, blabbing about how delicious the food here is. It didn't make a difference to Raelyn how good the food tasted, calories did.

The nurse wheeled her to a nearby table, and scooted away to get her breakfast. Raelyn wearily glanced around the cafeteria all at all the strange faces as she waited with dread. Being on bed rest since she arrived, the only other patient she had met was her room mate, Marcella. Despite being her sole companion during that time, Raelyn had barely spoken to her. She may have appeared rude, but even talking was tiring for her. Her bradycardia left her in a near comatose like state. She did not sleep much, but was constantly tired. The bubbly nurse returned and placed a tray of cereal with semi-skimmed milk, and a glass of fruit juice in front of Raelyn. The meals always began small so that she could adjust to the increase in calorie intake. Regardless, the 4,000 calories meals always made her feel ill. She looked at the meal with pure disdain. This alone constituted more calories than she would usually consume in a day. She looked up at the nurse, now sitting across from her, and the sorrow must have been evident in her eyes for the look of pity she gave her. "Take your time, sweetie," she said softly, "This is the first step." Raelyn's gaze returned to the tray, scrutinizing every morsel of it, every misshapen piece of soffy cereal floating in that pitiful excuse for milk. Were it not for the ever looming threath of being put back on the feeding tube, Raleyn would never even consider eating the meal before her. She slowly picked up the spoon in her long, bony fingers, and began stirring the bowl. She watched the cereal swirl, as it would, churning in her stomach. A few minutes passed before she let the milk settle. Playing with her food was a trick she often employed at home to fool others into thinking she was actually eating. She knew none of that worked here. She was simply trying to delay the inevitable. She lifted the spoon out of the bowl. She spilled half of it back into the bowl before raising it to her mouth. "You can do it," the nurse reassured her as she hesitated to go further. She closed her eyes, and swifltly continued to eat. It felt so strange to actually taste something, to feel it hitting her stomach. It was not pleasant. She dropped her spoon after a single mouthful, struggling to fight back tears. She did not want to eat. It made her feel disgusted with herself for allowing such trash into her body. The nurse grasped Raelyn's hand reassuringly. Desperate to avoid the alternative, Raelyn picked up her spoon again, and slowly began to consume the bowl of cereal. Each mouthful brought new levels of disdain for herself, and she could feel the tears streaming down her cheeks as she continued. "That was really good," she cheered, "Don't forget the juice." With the difficult part of the meal over, Raelyn did not struggle with the drink. She was much more comfortable with fluids. "I'll take you to the lounge in a few minute," Sara announced, before running off to attend some business, no doubt informing the nurse on duty here to not allow Raelyn to leave for the bathroom, if she wasn't already aware that she was an eating disorder patient. Even if she wasn't, Raelyn could not possibly muster the strength to wheel herself there. Left alone with her thoughts, she wondered how long "recovery" would take this time. She never truly recovered after any of her hospital visits, but that was what they called it when they discharged her. Recovered basically meant she was well enough to go home and not die. She hoped her legs would become strong enough to walk soon. She hated feeling so dependent on others. So helpless, so weak. But after two weeks of staring at the same four walls, she was just glad to have a change of scenery.

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Not gonna stop until my heart stops beating
Not gonna stop until my last breath comes
I'm gonna go until I hit the floor
And I can't find the way back to my feet anymore


The bell signalling the start of class rang out and the teacher arrived on queue. Delia smirked at Jordan and turned back around in her seat to face the board. When instructed to take out her text book, Delia flicked open her satchel and examined it’s contents. As she had thought, she had not brought her text book. She shrugged and sat back straight in her chair. It wasn’t all down to simply forgetting her book. She preferred to just listen to the teacher read the material aloud rather than read it herself. Plus, the book was rather heavy, and she did not find it a necessity, so she didn’t bother carrying it. The teacher did not mention anything about her empty desk. He was accustomed to her behaviour, and knew himself that the students did not really require to have it in class. The teacher began where they had left off in the last class in the middle of the Russian Revolution. It was almost a century ago. She found it strange to think that some students here today lived through that time. Delia found the prospect of immortality very appealing. She knew some viewed it as more of a curse than a blessing, having to watch their loved ones grow old and perish, but Delia thought this was a small price to pay. After all, she could still contact her loved ones even after they have passed over to the other side. She guessed that there was the possibility that you could go crazy from living too long, and get bored with life, but you would have an endless amount of opportunities. For mortals, an easy mistake could mess up your whole life. If you’re immortal, you could just try again and again without any fear of your time running out. You could master your craft, along with anything else that interested you. Her only fear was that time would start to fly by in her perception relative to how long she had lived. So it would seem like people are born and then die in a brief time that isn't even worth your effort of getting to know them. This provided less distractions, but Delia was a social creature. Solitude would rive her insane. She was never truly alone, but spirits could not really be considered friends. She wondered if any immortal creature here would snap. Or, if any would weep as her own natural time came, and they outlived her along with many others.

Delia felt something. Something otherworldly. Something strange. Without turning her head to peer out the window, she could see it. Amongst the mundane sea of auras, one shone bright. It was a sudden white light, almost blinding, It was strong. Too strong to possibly be created by a single aura. And then, it was gone. A bright flash and it collasped in on itself. From a distance, all you could see was a flash of light, but up close, you could witness all the colours it produced. It only lasted a fraction of a second, but it had affected her. She suddenly felt winded and a sharp pain in her chest as the aura died. The pain only last a moment, but it left her gasping for breath. The death of an aura was such a beautiful tragedy. Such wonderful colours. Every time she observed one from afar, she wished she was closer. The corpses would be an unpleasant sight, but the beauty would distract from it. She had only seen one aura die up close in her lifetime. At the time, she was not even aware of how it looked. She was heartbroken, sobbing, and then this beautiful sight beheld her. Her sobbing ceased as she stared in awe at it's beauty. It was oddly comforting. Her own aura tingled in it's presence. The death of an aura was similar to that of a star, or a supernova explosion. A flash followed by a flood of astral colours, brilliant reds and calming blue, ebbing and flowing within their cosmic selves amongst the twinkles of the living. Until it collapsed in on itself. Like a whirlpool, the colours would be sucked into the centre of the aura, and dissolve into the solar system. Delia was a keen atronomer herself, but this was the closest she had ever gotten to watching a star die. It was such a precious sight to behold. So eerily beautiful. She wished she could transfer her power to others. To those holding the hands of their loved ones in hospital beds, so that they could see the beauty in their pain. It was a kind of closure, oddly soothing and comforting,

Delia knew what was coming next and tried to steady herself in anticipation. The usual background noise of the cries of the deceased ever-constant in Delia’s mind was pierced by an earth-shattering scream, followed shortly by another. The two screams rang in her mind. The dead never went quietly. Even if they had been sick and expected their death. No matter how accepting they thought they were of the reaper, when the reality hit, few could handle it. Unlike the death of an aura, which lasted only a second, this annoyance would last much longer. Some gave up quickly, realising they were in fact dead and no amount of complaining could change that. Others would go on for days. Delia was not unsympathetic to their plight, but now was not the time to commune with them. People died all the time, so this was a common occurrence. Death was only natural. Nature was terrifying, but it was still nature, And it was unstoppable. These cries usually subsided within a few hours, passing to another plain. Delia could still hear spirits in the netherworld, but she could block them out.

Most deaths were peaceful, usually of an illness, but this one seemed violent. The peaceful ones shuffled off this mortal coil unaided and did not linger long. Violent deaths caused the resulting spirit to linger. They were not ready to leave their world. They linger in denial or in the hopes of returning, or sometimes, for revenge. Sudden deaths caused shock in the victims, their spirit would then pretend it was still alive and wander around our plain until it accepted the death. It saddened Delia to see such spirits. These were the ones she dedicated her time to help.

Her head began to ache. She tried to focus on the lecture to keep her mind off the pain and the voices, but the dull throbbing began to worsen. She forced herself to sit through the class. Her stern gaze must have unsettled her lecturer. He looked questioningly at her narrowed eyes, and upon realisation of her appearance, she tried to relax her face and smile reassuringly at him. Delia was only affected in this way by deaths within her vicinity. This included quite a large area surrounding her, spanning miles in it's diameter. She wondered who had died, and the circumstances of their death, but quickly cleared her head of the thought as it became too grisly.

The sound of the bell at the end of class could not come sooner. Delia grabbed her bag and was the first out of class. Delia briskly walked over to the nearest water fountain, and grabbed a box of painkillers out of her bag. She took two, and followed them with some water. Sitting though another class did not seem comfortable for Delia, so she wandered outside to get some fresh air. Although it would most likely only worsen her current mental state, she could not contain her curiosity and headed in the direction which she had sensed the auras die from the classroom.

Death was not pleasant for one so connected to the netherworld. As a medium, Delia was a beacon for spirits. They were lost, with nowhere to go. So, they latched onto her aura. She felt something pulling her. Not in any direction, or physically, but like her soul was being pulled outside of her body in every direction.

Delia spotted a crowd gathered around a stage in the park, and slowly made her way towards them. She winked at Sylon as she passed him talking to a red headed elf. Flirting, as usual. She waved at the familiar faces in the crowd, and strolled around, trying to spot a poster or something that would giver her an idea of what was going on here. The crowd seemed calm and unshaken, but she could have sworn that the auras had died somewhere in this area. Maybe she was wrong, and it actually been much further away. Something caught her eye. A red stain on a young girl's dress. The colour was fleeting as the girl moved through the crowd. Delia was almost sure it was blood. She followed the girl to where she stood and tapped her lightly on the shoulder. "Excuse me, what happened here?"
she asked the girl politely. She did not even address the stain. It was a sign, but bore no true relevance. Her question must have sounded strange, as most people here seemed oblivious to any violent occurence, but this was no mosh pit, that blood stain had to come from somewhere. It couldn't be just a coincidence. And if it was, this apparently upcoming performance would cover up her question, and she would simply restate it in relation to it.

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User ImageLola closed her eyes for a moment, simply enjoying Damian's presence. The smell of smoke was fresh on his clothes, masked distinctly chocolate scented Lynx. Lola did not mind the smell of smoke. Frankly, she would have preferred it over the over-whelming scent. It tickled the back of her throath, and she resisted the urge to cough, not wanting to disturb the perfect moment. She swore she could feel Damian's heart beat in sync with the frantic music under her soft finger tips. Lola was confused as Damian suddenly jolted upright in the bed. She allowed her hand to rise with him as fa as it could, and then let it slowly slide from where it gingerly lay on his chest towards her own in a defensive manner. She wondered if she had invaded his personal space, but that never seemed to have bothered him before. She had ventured much further past that physical line, and if anything, it was welcome. She quickly dismissed the action. There was probably no meaning to it, so her search for one was futile. She was not usually one to over think such things, but with Damian, every little action made her mind tick. He was the only one who could wind her up without even trying. “Hmm,” Lola pondered aloud about Damian's question as she stared at the ceiling. The campus wasn't terrible. There was plenty to do, but that was only how Lola saw it. Based on how often she heard the other students complaining, her opinion was unique. She was easily amused by the simplest of things, and always found excitement and beauty in the mundane. In the same situation, others may be bored out of their mind, while Lola could always find amusement somewhere. To be honest, she was perfectly happy just chilling in her room with music and chatting with Damian, but she was a girl of simple tastes unlike him.

Lola sat up and closed her laptop as it reached the end of the album before hopping to the floor. Her light body made no sound as she landed from the height. “Well, to begin our quest to take over the world, we may as well begin here,” she exclaimed, turning to face Damian, spreading her arms out in a semi-circle to indicate the campus. There was a serious undertone to her propostion. They were an adventurous pair, and if anybody would be willing to join Lola on her quest, it was Damian. There was nobody else she would prefer. "Robbing a bank may be a bit too much on our first day." She paused for a moment, taking a few steps as she contemplated their first point of conquest. She appeared deep in thought as if she were truly devising complicated plans on how to best begin their venture. “I bet there’s some high scores to beat in the lounge,” she concluded with a cheeky grin. With that, she disappeared out the door. “Dibs on the good controller!” she shouted back to Damian as she darted down the hall towards the second lounge mostly frequented by the male students. Lola much preferred it to the other one which was more popular with the girls. She liked to make a game out of everything. It was one of the ways she kept herself entertained in this school. Even if there was no incentive, like having the controller that wasn’t partly broken, she liked to race people to places. She was in no way competitive, but she did enjoy the thrill of the race. From past experiences, Lola knew she couldn't outrun Damian fairly, so now she often takes a headstart.






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This wasted time on you
Has left me shaking in waiting
For something more

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“I know,” Victoria smiled shrewdly. A person’s species was something easily discernible from their auras. Age was another. She couldn't determine exact numbers, but she could give a rough estimate. Jordan seemed quite young for a vampire. Only in his twenties. Victoria always felt like a child amongst the other species of this school. She was only nineteen years old, not young for school, but compared to some students she was just a baby.Other details were a bit blurry, and required more than simply glancing at a person to discern. She had much to learn about this specific power of hers. It had a lot of potential, but Victoria was usually too distracted by the netherworld or divination to focus on it.

Victoria found it strange that this man introduced himself with his species. Within this school, with so many different species, it seemed like a logical move, but many weren't so upfront about it. She liked that he was. She believed everybody should be comfortable with and proud of their species. A second review of his introduction sprung up. One which she didn't admire as much as the first. Perhaps he placed such high importance on one's species that it would be a defining factor of a relationship. Either way, she thought no less of him. She tended to over think things, and then dismiss any judgement. “Victoria. Human,” she stated simply, a slight chuckle escaping her lips at the second word she spoke. Her full name was a bit of a mouthful, and even saying it herself made her feel disgusted with it’s unavoidable ring of conceitedness, so she only gave her first name. She felt a bit silly introducing herself as a human. It seemed like the default in the world, but here she guessed it did need stating. Not that most students couldn't tell straight off.

“Something bothering you?” Victoria queried. Her gaze flitted around the air outlining Jordan's form. A negative aura did not create good vibes. It also bothered her to feel such auras. dragging her own down. "Ah, the quiz," she exclaimed as her eyes fell on the book in his hands, "I guess unlike some vampires who have lived through it, you have to study it." Victoria was a smart girl, but she did not possess the drive to study. She concentrated all of her efforts on improving her craft. She believed most subjects were of no use to her, but history simply intrigued her. She didn't see it as study when she would read the history books long into the night. She did not find modern history as fascinating as older eras, but it was still preferable to most subjects.

Victoria waved at the next student to enter the classroom, but she bee-lined straight for a seat ahead of them that she doubted she saw her do so. Her aura seemed very off. It was tossing and turning within itself, troubled and confused. The colours swirled like a vicious whirlpool. She could not judge anything from it in this state, except that the girl's mind was troubled. She wished to ease it, but she couldn't just drop this conversation so suddenly. "Hey sweetie. Come sit with us," she called across the room.


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p***k your finger, it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
The angel has spread its wings
The time has come for bitter things

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The songs on the radio are ok,
but my taste in music is your face,
and it takes a song to come around to show you how.
She's the tear in my heart, I'm alive



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Sammy Auxter
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Sammy knew she was very lucky to be let into the Grants pack, because of her status as an omega, but she was one of the lucky ones. Most omega are killed or become lone wolves, which is never fun traveling alone with no one else, but your thoughts to keep you company. It really almost drove Sam insane as she traveled to find the Grants, and once she reached them she was skinny and dehydrated; when your a lone wolf its harder to hunt bigger game only small prey if you can get it, but it wasn't hard for Sammy she was extremely fast and a bite of death. The Grants were kind and fed her and made she sure she was in good health, some might look at Zed as weak for letting her into the pack, but he could have killed her for what she had done in her old pack.

"Good Morning Zed." She chirped, after taking another big sip of her tea. "It seems to be that only your phone gets knocked off the wifi." Sammy added. She finished her tea and held the small green cup, the alpha then brought up the town festival coming up. Sammy always had a lot of fun there with Beta 1, but she always found herself watching Jay have his fun




Where : Front porch sipping tea
With: Zed Grant
Mood : Chipper
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My heart is my armor,
She's the tear in my heart, she's a carver,
She's a butcher with a smile, cut me farther,
Than I've ever been.

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Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs you've got to [ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ]
That [ y o u ' r e ] ǝʌılɐ and ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ .s ᴏ ᴜ ʟ ,
But it takes ǝuoǝɯos to come around to sʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴏᴡ
Sʜᴇ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀʀ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
I'm alive I'm alive
I'm on fire, I'm on fire,
Sʜᴇ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀʀ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
Take me higher,
Than I've [ ᴇ ᴠ ᴇ ʀ ] been

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                                          ▕ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: ❝Words.❞ ▕

                                            ▕ ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ: ❝ This. ❞ ▕

                                              ▕ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ: ❝Words.❞ ▕

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Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs you've got to [ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ]
That [ y o u ' r e ] ǝʌılɐ and ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ .s ᴏ ᴜ ʟ ,
But it takes ǝuoǝɯos to come around to sʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴏᴡ
Sʜᴇ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀʀ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
I'm alive I'm alive
I'm on fire, I'm on fire,
Sʜᴇ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀʀ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
Take me higher,
Than I've [ ᴇ ᴠ ᴇ ʀ ] been

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                                        ▕ ᴏᴏᴄ: ❝Words.❞ ▕

                                          ▕ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: ❝Words.❞ ▕

                                            ▕ ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ: ❝ This. ❞ ▕

                                              ▕ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ: ❝Words.❞ ▕

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSammy June Auxter

""We are all searching for someone whose Demons play well with Ours. ""


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                                                  _ ____► Twenty-two
                                                  _ ____► The Northern Pack
                                                  _ ____► Sammy has a mess of red hair
                                                  _ ____► Bisexual
                                                  _ ____► The Warrior



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                                                  _ ____► PERSONALITY: One thing people notice about Sammy is she very out spoken, she speaks her mind whenever she feels necessary. She can also be very childish, but when comes to a task at hand Sammy becomes as serious as a heart attack, She would die for her pack if it came down to it. Sammy is a lovable caring person to people she knows and likes, but if she doesn't know you or hates you she turns cold and careless.

                                                  When it comes to love, she is not the best to get advice from or even look up to in that department. She has had her heart broken twice and never wants to get back to ever loving somone again, Sam knows when people flirt with her, but she quickly shuts them down.



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                                                  _ ____► THE INTERVIEW:

                                                  ____► How do you feel about the current situation ? Sammy is pissed about the whole thing, she is flying
                                                  ____► How did you get your position within your pack ?
                                                  ____► Any secrets?
                                                  ____► What are your strengths and skills?




                                        xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxLola-Wentz



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