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this is my guide 2 the colors that one of my clans, Blaze clan. it's so when people want 2 join and i'm not at home i habe a guide.

blue~calm, cool, collect. They care about others more then themselves and they tend 2 spend a lot of time helping. Hate fighting. Slightly witty.

Light blue~very calm but slightly witty. They care about others and will help more then most. They tend 2 avoid conflict but will fight if they need 2.

dark blue~generally calm and sarcastic. Will stand 4 what they think and they r good fighters, though they don't like 2 fight much.

Blue green~they don't change their minds...
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this is for all of u who wanna know y we live here...in this manshon...and for all of u who wanna know...*sigh* never mind...so, here goes...

~flashback~
i wake up at the foot of Master James' bed. another day in the place i call home. i've lived here sense i was born, and my family, much like James', has always lived here. James has told me since i was little the story of how his great ancestors made this house with their bare hands. they've had cats with them sense the 1st wall was built up. i look out the huge window and out at the beautiful mountains. i jump off the bed and walk 2 the volciny...
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I looked up as the last bell rang, signaling that school was over for the day. With a sigh I slowly got up and shoved my agenda and spiral roughly in my bag. "Hey Jane?" My eyes darted up to see Mark, who was in the same grade as me; not only that, he was only one year older than me. It doesn't even seem like that; though I was thirteen, he was shorter than me. "What is it?" I asked, putting my black backpack over my right shoulder. "Um, I wanted to know if you had anything to do this weekend, you know, maybe we could do something?" He mumbled as we walked out of the class, waving goodbye to...
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posted by zutaradragon
The human whose name is written in this note shall die.

-This note will not take effect unless the writer has the person’s face in their mind when writing his/her name. Therefore, people sharing the same name will not be affected.

-If the cause of death is written within the next 40 seconds of writing the person’s name, it will happen.

-If the cause of death is not specified, the person will simply die of a heart attack.

-After writing the cause of death, details of the death should be written in the next 6 minutes and 40 seconds.

- The notebook shall become the property of the human world,...
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posted by cleorocks112
"so I'm just a worthless person
I mean they all couldn't have been demons I mean they aren..." "aren't real you mean." Orbin interrupted.
"you now Orbin that interrupting thing is getting on my last nerve." Claire spoke in a tone of pain and dissatisfaction.

"Look Claire I know what you must be thinking but they were ALL demons looking for you" Orbin spoke trying to calm Claire down. "why me though Orbin I mean I'm just a person looking to live peacefully in Australia?" "Because you are the chosen one, Orbin replied as they pulled up to his house."
"the chosen one what in the world is the...
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posted by zutaradragon
-the next day-
* i'm walking threw the forest when L walks & starts walking next 2 me *
L: hello. How r u?
Me: what do u want?
L: hmmmm... not in a good mood, I c. * looks down and sees my hand * nice ring. Congrats.
Me: thank u.
* L sighs * I came because I heard about an unusually large amount of animals in the forest and I came 2 check it out, but, so far, I haven't seen anything unusual...
Me: isn't that a little out of your range of expertise?
L: I AM a detective.
Me: well, i'll save u the trouble. I called them here.
L: really? I don't suppose u have any proof of this?
* I sigh * haven't u noticed...
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posted by zutaradragon
chasing butterflys,
playing with a stick,
catching a leaf,
batting at shadows...

these are in our dreams.

if dogs bark,
then what's on a tree?
in leaf-bare,
are trees cold?

things we question.

watching birds,
look at squirells.
playing with shadows and moss.

things we enjoy.

so, as you can see...
the biggest difference between
a kit and a warrior is this.
kits can enjoy simple things.

little, tiny things,
so easilly overlooked by most,
kits can see them and love them,
even though they are compleatly meaningless.

but, the problem is,
and we all wonder this...
when i grow up,
when i'm a warrior,
who will i be?
still me?

of all the things i'm suppose to be,
do i have the time,
to just be me?

the thoughts and dreams,
and the chasing sun beams,
will i still have that?
when i'm older?

will i still have the time?
the time for fun?
or will that time,
be done?
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i thought you people should understand some things about me. you see, i'm not phased by much, and you people need to know my life so bad, well here goes. we may as well start at when my problems started. i was 6 when this nightmare started. even before that my father was always cruel, but this time it was way worse then that. it was midnight when i woke up 2 a loud crashing sound in the halls. i jumped up and i ran to the door, since the sound came from that general direction. then i saw a black streak run out the door and looked around. it was then that i realized what happened. i started...
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*a beautiful bronze spotted she-cat lies in a basket in a small kitchen with black and white checked floors and 3 small kits curled up asleep beside here. a silver spotted male walks in. he's well muscled and his eyes soften when he sees the she-cat and the kits. one kit is silver, like the mother, one is bronze, like the father, the other is a smokey color* 2 daughters and a son. *the silver she-cat purrs*
yes, they're lovely, Neb Medes. *the bronze male purrs back. the silver she-cat's name mean all alert*
i should hope so, Kem Senef, with such a handsome father. *Neb purrs. the bronze male's...
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