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 Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 7:36 pm
Anything goes in this world...that includes all different types of creatures, telaporting, space travel, etc. you know that kind of stuff.
A girl with red ears and a tail sits at a bar becoming a little tipsy, but in complete control. Her sea blue eyes lost to another world. She tosses a bit of catnip in the rum and mutters, "that should get me drunk." The pub was empty except for the usual drunk old men and the bartender.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 8:32 am
"Have a ruff day," the bartender asks with curiousity. He loved hearing other peoples problem and either beating them with stories of his own or feeling better about himself. He was truly a selfish man. His blue ears perked up ready for what was to come and his tail began to wag furiously.
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 10:00 am
"High school is such an annoying place to be," she said indifferently. "There are too many people and they are all loud and annoying."
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 5:20 pm
"High school? Just how old are you kid," the bartender asked furiously. He hated to see young kids drinking their lives away...no matter how bad their lives were.
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2009 5:27 pm
"I believe I'm only sixteen. I'm a sophomore and all the other sophomores are sixteen. Should you be complaining? If I leave then that means a loss of business, which in turn means a loss of pay." She loved to manipulate others. She wasn't really in the manipulative mood, but she didn't care if she could stay or if he forced her to leave. Eventually one of her friends might come pick her up and take her home.
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 9:39 am
The bartender shrugged. "Rules and rules kid. If you want you can ask my son to take you home. He's the same age as you so maybe you two will get along. I insist. A young lady like yourself shouldn't walk around this late at night." He walked over to a phone and pressed a button. "Come here. I need you to escourt someone home. No, not a drunkard. She's your age and-" He set the phone down. "Five, four, three, two, one," he counted down and someone burst through the doors.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 9:33 pm
the person at the door had ice green hair and had a thin figure"
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 11:03 am
The red cat turned around. She recognized this girl from school, the green hair gave her away. There weren't many people who had green hair in this town. She leaned back against the counter and propped herself up by placing her elbows on the edge. "Teens aren't supposed to be in the bar," she said dully.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 11:18 am
"Who are you to talk," the bartender questioned.
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 10:53 am
The cat girl glared at the old man. "Keep your nose out of my business," she huffed. She turned back to the green haired girl and said, "What's up?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 5:59 pm
nothing really sweatdrop "is looking at a map upside down" "her voice sounded like a guys"
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 10:42 pm
"You're map is upside down Midori-chan." (Lol. Midori for your green hair. Doesn't have to be your name, she's just gonna call you that for a while.)
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 9:39 pm
chan "eye twitchs"
oh...it is "looks dumbfonded" gonk
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 10:00 pm
Yaru teleported into the bar, feeling the world materialize around him. He shook off the feeling that life smelled of pumperknickle bread, an unfortunate side effect of instant transportation.
He glanced around the place, taken aback. "Seriously? Teenagers in a bar? What kind of place is this?" said the teenaged boy.
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2009 9:49 am
Rikka transported in right after. "Oi, oi, Yaru-han, don't worry 'bout 'em. They are just teenagers afterall," the older teen spoke, playing with his orange bangs.
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