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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 6:48 am
you may begin to rp at any time now
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 9:37 am
Tifanni yawned. " Well, let's hope we'll find someone worth fighting, huh, Sho-ro?" she asked.
Sho-ro nodded. " Let's, Tiff!!" she responded.
Tiff got up and went outside, pulling on her skates. I certainly hope that there's someone worth battling or whatever people call it these days out here today. she thought.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 9:54 am
sittin under a tree sleeping holdind his p.e.t in his left hand from the p.e.t we hear the navi at the owner to wake up
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 1:09 pm
It was near afternoon and yet Brain still slept. It wasn't often he had a weekday off. His red P.E.T sat on his bedside table. His navi Megaman Zero (Zero for short) was looking around the room. "Hey wake UP!" "what time is it?" "almost noon days half over"
Brian jumped out of bed. "I told you to wake me up Zero"
"Im not your slave you know and I did try, you just kept snoring" Brian quickly go dressed and jacked Zero online.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 2:12 pm
"A new day! Fantastic isn't it Metal?" Tyrell looked at his P.E.T.
"I suppose..."
"Its always suppose, maybe, or something else...I forgot..."
"Yeah, you usaully do...Hurry up and lets get going, your mother left errands to run."
"Again? I never get a day of peace!" Tyrell put his P.E.T. in his pocket and ran downstairs to eat. After he was done he left his house to go to the store.
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 3:59 pm
"it seem the virus' have taken over your computer, they are attacking the firewall to that program you wont even tell me about!" yelled Zero
Brian turned to the desk and pickup a few battle chips and slid then through the p.e.t. "Wide sword and long sword chips in!"
Instently zeros Z-saber became longer and wider. The virus' was no match for him.
"Zero I think their might be someone behind this, search the areas near us"
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 6:14 pm
"I hate getting grocies..." Tyrell pulled his P.E.T. from his pocket. "What is it I'm suppose to get?"
"Milk, bread, and some lunch meat."
"Great...Wait...Will there be enough money left for a resteraunt?"
"Yes, as long as you don't over do it...Again..."
"Deal!" Tyrell quickly dashed around the store and bought what his mother wanted. He left it in the fridge at his house and went to the restaurant across the street.
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