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+THE RISE OF THE WOE KITTEN+

Wed May 30, 2007, 12:20 AM
  • Listening to: Sweet - Ballroom Blitz
  • Reading: A Bloody pirate map, whaddya think?
  • Watching: Wolfhome?
  • Playing: With Voodoo Dollz! LolZ!
  • Eating: Zilch
  • Drinking: o-o -Slaps- You: I suppose I deserved that...
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Greetings!

I have officially created my new account! Praise me! PRAISE ME!

:iconthedreadedwoekitten:
TheDreadedWoeKitten has risen! Mwahaha!

Brewhawhaw! Haw,, haha, Hm..


I will be featureing my newer (Better) stuff on there, Lovies. So go forth and check it out! =D


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---~~GHOST COUNTRY UPDATE~~---


Ghost Country is off to a gorgeous start, I made the website and a few pages on it, aswell as some in the progress. I even wrote a few shorter stories for it, only two or three are up right now, But I have three more in the works, aswell as planning to redo some of the older ones, add more background character interaction, things like that.

I've figured out the entire background story for the main character, Tayra "Bones" Van Whipstaff, aswell as only crossed movies/shows that can somehow connect through people who worked on them or themes, in this case, the theme is the undead and the paranormal. It seems to be getting quite in-deph as I write the stories.


BASIC PLOTLINE!

Tayra Bones Van Whipstaff had no idea who her parents were when she was found in the fridged wilderness, alone and frightened, all she remembered was a pulsing light above her head, accompanied by a mechanical hum, somewhere in the sky, that dissapeared slowly into nothing. She was adopted, oddly enough, by the Whipstaff uncles, A trio of ghosts, Known in the afterlife fright buisness as the infamous Ghostly Trio, who usually have a benevolent, hateful attitude towards "Fleshies", They claim it was their nephew that talked them into it, their young, friendly, but now sometimes sarcastic or cynical nephew Casper. After being accepted in the haunted family manor, She became fast friends with the little ghost, Aswell as his city-slicker cousin Spooky and his undead pet fox, Ferdie. Tayra, at first, Didn't know anyone from her new family besides them, Infact, if there even was anyone else, until she met her oldest uncle - Half brother to the oldest and leader of the Trio, A tall, Undead, shifty sort of foul-smelling poltreguiest scam artist named Beetleguise. He so far before had denied his relation or rather plain ignored it, the trio also not being on best terms, after a drunken incident in life which got the con-man killed. But he began showing himself more after she was adopted, For some reason, wanting to spend time which was a bit abnormal for the prankster. Eventually, as the girl aged, She bonded with Beetleguise, and he, in a way, began to bond to her. In life, although to this day he'd denie it, he once found he actually wanted a child, a daughter, and now dead, she was the closest thing to it. When she was old enough, he took her to the Neitherworld now and then, and she began to get to know the residents. As she aged to her teens, He let her come and go as she wanted, Through the basic use of a mirror, as long as she stayed away from Sandworm territory ("Saturn"?) and checked in with him if she was in the Neitherworld without him for some time. In his time in the afterlife, he had commited a series of crimes, scams, and headed a rather successful Gang. As a result, He had a great many enemys, Of all sorts of strange races and power, Whome he had little trouble avoiding or fighting off, But who knew what they would do to her in order to get whatever they want from him? She was told to stay around those she knew, Or otherwise, stay out of the dark, and keep out of the one most infectious of towns, A little carnival-styled cut out of land balanceing on a thin pillar of earth called Down Town, which she discovered for herself, after a biking accident put her into a rather short coma. Coincidently, Someone came out of her coma with her, a small, psychotic cartoon style Monkey, whome pleaded with them to keep him, And Tayra, being a softy at heart, convinced her uncles to let him live in the mansion. Since then, she has met a series of charcters from both worlds, and has met other family, aswell. Beetleguise's littlest, forgotten brother Donniejuice, Her baby cousin Boo, And others.

Tayra is pleagued by nightmares and dreams of various things such as the light mentioned before, A dark fireplace within what seems to be a mansion, sometimes seen in surroundings closely resembleing a hillside of Ireland, with a pasture of all black horses grazing in the fog. She has seen images of an abnormally tall and skinny being, Skin made of pure darkness or black smoke, wearing male sophisticate's clothing, With a deep inner light of vibrant orange that shown from orifices, his eyes and mouth especially. She has wondered as to weither this could have possibly been her father, after examineing her own, abnormally orange, pupils in a mirror. But recently however, she had forgotten these notions, been distracted by a whole new type of nightmare mixed with these, Now dreams of abduction, By beings unknown, began coming to her. These dreans were with her as a child, But as she grew older, they got more and more frightening, Actually watching herself in a sort of strange mechanical enviroment, Being tested in sometimes gruesome ways.

Woah, longness.. Sorreh. ^^;








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+New Personal Character.+




Jane Tai'yre Fawkes

Born on November 5th in the outskirts of England to a whealthy farmer's maid, Her mother dead at childbirth, and her father both unknown and dissapeared, she was quickly put up for adoption. However, Though various attempts, Noone wanted the little girl. she soon found herself to be a pyromaniac to a severe degree, Certainly, though, after one unholy night when she had been watching a candle from her orphanage bed. Unexplainably, (Even to herself,) she reached out, slamming the candle onto a book sitting on the stand, setting the orphanage aflame. She ran from the building after coming to her senses, Ashamed of herself for such a thoughtless act. she was now homeless, Her only company being a limp toy she found in a strange suitcase in a dumpster. as she roamed the streets, she began to feel so untrusting of people, and strangely in particular, Authority. as time went on her fear of authority grew, along with her Pyromania. She began frantically collecting flammable objects. Gasoline, Matches, Anything she could. She had absolutely no idea why in the world she had changed like this, and was beginning to believe she was going insane. Now, a hope has somewhat arised in her small plush toy, after her finding an odd button on it's bottom, which when flipped, caused it to seemingly come alive, to talk and move. Nonetheless, She is still somewhat on edge, even when she is happy. She is a (if not the only) decendant of one Guido Fawkes, a man arrested for attempting to blow up the House Of Lords / Parliament in the year 1605, and has dreams of explosions, seeing images of gunpowder being laid in a trail, Of raids, and hangings.







==================== OPERATION IMPENDING DOOM!

--{Project Who}



Anyone familiar with the Doctor Who series? I'm a new fan, and already obsessed with it!

I'm building my own small scale remote controlled model of the New Series Dalek (NSD), It will be around a foot or two, I havent measured it, as I'm not at that point yet... But it's coming on strong! Hehe. Wish me luck!




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ATTENTION!!!
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:matteo: ~~ONE CLICK AND YOU HELP A SHELTER ANIMAL ~~ :matteo:

:silentkitty: [link] :silentkitty:

It costs you nothing, Only a small click once a day and you'll be helping some hungry, loving pet servive another day in a shelter!


Jason-Puppy: Pweese? For deh childwen! -Bites the head off a doll.-

:silentkitty: :silentkitty: :silentkitty: :silentkitty: :silentkitty: :silentkitty:
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:firelite-photo: FRIENDS! :firelite-photo:
:iconcsmsnvgriff: (<-COSSY-SAN! great rp'er and friend!)
:iconcreature71: (<- my furcadia clan's leader, luff ya crea.)
:iconkeykey: (<-MY LUFFABLE NEICE!! )
:iconunwantedpurpleshroom:(<-MOST AMAZING PERSON ALIVE. )




:firelite-photo: IRL FAMILY! :firelite-photo:
:iconkeykey:




:firelite-photo: BEST FRIEND!<3 <3 :firelite-photo:
:iconunwantedpurpleshroom:
(Luff ya Kazzeh!)




:firelite-photo: BIG FAN OF :firelite-photo:
:iconrimfrost: :iconak-is-harmless: :icondarqx: :iconeyesofunknow: :iconmarys-fairies: :iconbleedman:




:firelite-photo: CLUBS! :firelite-photo:
:iconreal-monsters: :iconburton-depploverclub:

:firelite-photo::firelite-photo: GC Ghostly Partners :firelite-photo::firelite-photo:
People kind enough to help me get Ghost Country (GC) going!

GC UPDATE :: See above.

:iconneoncat: :iconkeykey: :iconunwantedpurpleshroom:

-Jack Skellington voice- Thank you, Everyone!



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HOLY SNAPS! COULD IT BE?! AN UPDATE?!

Thu May 24, 2007, 1:37 AM
  • Listening to: Danny Elfman - Edward Scissorhands (Various)
  • Reading: My own writing
  • Watching: Some sorta paid programmin'...
  • Playing: With Ouija Boards
  • Eating: Bbq Ribs Potatoe Chips
  • Drinking: Pomegranate / Blueberry Tea
YES! Yes, It can!

Aloha, All you beautiful people.
Yeah, I'm back here checking on things. Stuff has definatly gone on since I've been gone, Like.. Luc's been back and to colledge and now at a new one, We got a new car.. I reunited with friends.. Ect. I'm looking at life in a happier view now, Not worrieing about little stuff.
I've gotten alot better at alot of shit, too.

To be honest, I was a little embarrassed of my past work.. Thinking it too childish. But I realize, It's mine, I made it, I put it in the world, Imma be proud of it. It's my artistic history, Dispite it's insanity. =D

LOVE IT ANYWAYS!



---~~GHOST COUNTRY UPDATE~~---


Ghost Country is off to a gorgeous start, I made the website and a few pages on it, aswell as some in the progress. I even wrote a few shorter stories for it, only two or three are up right now, But I have three more in the works, aswell as planning to redo some of the older ones, add more background character interaction, things like that.

I've figured out the entire background story for the main character, Tayra "Bones" Van Whipstaff, aswell as only crossed movies/shows that can somehow connect through people who worked on them or themes, in this case, the theme is the undead and the paranormal. It seems to be getting quite in-deph as I write the stories.


BASIC PLOTLINE!

Tayra Bones Van Whipstaff had no idea who her parents were when she was found in the fridged wilderness, alone and frightened, all she remembered was a pulsing light above her head, accompanied by a mechanical hum, somewhere in the sky, that dissapeared slowly into nothing. She was adopted, oddly enough, by the Whipstaff uncles, A trio of ghosts, Known in the afterlife fright buisness as the infamous Ghostly Trio, who usually have a benevolent, hateful attitude towards "Fleshies", They claim it was their nephew that talked them into it, their young, friendly, but now sometimes sarcastic or cynical nephew Casper. After being accepted in the haunted family manor, She became fast friends with the little ghost, Aswell as his city-slicker cousin Spooky and his undead pet fox, Ferdie. Tayra, at first, Didn't know anyone from her new family besides them, Infact, if there even was anyone else, until she met her oldest uncle - Half brother to the oldest and leader of the Trio, A tall, Undead, shifty sort of foul-smelling poltreguiest scam artist named Beetleguise. He so far before had denied his relation or rather plain ignored it, the trio also not being on best terms, after a drunken incident in life which got the con-man killed. But he began showing himself more after she was adopted, For some reason, wanting to spend time which was a bit abnormal for the prankster. Eventually, as the girl aged, She bonded with Beetleguise, and he, in a way, began to bond to her. In life, although to this day he'd denie it, he once found he actually wanted a child, a daughter, and now dead, she was the closest thing to it. When she was old enough, he took her to the Neitherworld now and then, and she began to get to know the residents. As she aged to her teens, He let her come and go as she wanted, Through the basic use of a mirror, as long as she stayed away from Sandworm territory ("Saturn"?) and checked in with him if she was in the Neitherworld without him for some time. In his time in the afterlife, he had commited a series of crimes, scams, and headed a rather successful Gang. As a result, He had a great many enemys, Of all sorts of strange races and power, Whome he had little trouble avoiding or fighting off, But who knew what they would do to her in order to get whatever they want from him? She was told to stay around those she knew, Or otherwise, stay out of the dark, and keep out of the one most infectious of towns, A little carnival-styled cut out of land balanceing on a thin pillar of earth called Down Town, which she discovered for herself, after a biking accident put her into a rather short coma. Coincidently, Someone came out of her coma with her, a small, psychotic cartoon style Monkey, whome pleaded with them to keep him, And Tayra, being a softy at heart, convinced her uncles to let him live in the mansion. Since then, she has met a series of charcters from both worlds, and has met other family, aswell. Beetleguise's littlest, forgotten brother Donniejuice, Her baby cousin Boo, And others.

Tayra is pleagued by nightmares and dreams of various things such as the light mentioned before, A dark fireplace within what seems to be a mansion, sometimes seen in surroundings closely resembleing a hillside of Ireland, with a pasture of all black horses grazing in the fog. She has seen images of an abnormally tall and skinny being, Skin made of pure darkness or black smoke, wearing male sophisticate's clothing, With a deep inner light of vibrant orange that shown from orifices, his eyes and mouth especially. She has wondered as to weither this could have possibly been her father, after examineing her own, abnormally orange, pupils in a mirror. But recently however, she had forgotten these notions, been distracted by a whole new type of nightmare mixed with these, Now dreams of abduction, By beings unknown, began coming to her. These dreans were with her as a child, But as she grew older, they got more and more frightening, Actually watching herself in a sort of strange mechanical enviroment, Being tested in sometimes gruesome ways.

Woah, longness.. Sorreh. ^^;








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+New Personal Character.+

Jane Tai'yre Fawkes

Born on November 5th in the outskirts of England to a whealthy farmer's maid, Her mother dead at childbirth, and her father both unknown and dissapeared, she was quickly put up for adoption. However, Though various attempts, Noone wanted the little girl. she soon found herself to be a pyromaniac to a severe degree, Certainly, though, after one unholy night when she had been watching a candle from her orphanage bed. Unexplainably, (Even to herself,) she reached out, slamming the candle onto a book sitting on the stand, setting the orphanage aflame. She ran from the building after coming to her senses, Ashamed of herself for such a thoughtless act. she was now homeless, Her only company being a limp toy she found in a strange suitcase in a dumpster. as she roamed the streets, she began to feel so untrusting of people, and strangely in particular, Authority. as time went on her fear of authority grew, along with her Pyromania. She began frantically collecting flammable objects. Gasoline, Matches, Anything she could. She had absolutely no idea why in the world she had changed like this, and was beginning to believe she was going insane. Now, a hope has somewhat arised in her small plush toy, after her finding an odd button on it's bottom, which when flipped, caused it to seemingly come alive, to talk and move. Nonetheless, She is still somewhat on edge, even when she is happy. She is a (if not the only) decendant of one Guido Fawkes, a man arrested for attempting to blow up the House Of Lords / Parliament in the year 1605, and has dreams of explosions, seeing images of gunpowder being laid in a trail, Of raids, and hangings.







==================== OPERATION IMPENDING DOOM!

--{Project Who}



Anyone familiar with the Doctor Who series? I'm a new fan, and already obsessed with it!

I'm building my own small scale remote controlled model of the New Series Dalek (NSD), It will be around a foot or two, I havent measured it, as I'm not at that point yet... But it's coming on strong! The weapons are drying as we speak. Hehe. Wish me luck!




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PS: I'm gonna be changeing accounts, To put my main things on, and use this for the old stuff and the not-so-great stuff. Not positive on the name, But I think Imma shoot for "The Dreaded Woe Kitten" Or something of the like. I'll let you know, So dont go searching right away. =P

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Happy Friday The Thirteenth!

Wed Feb 22, 2006, 7:17 PM
Heeeeeere's TAY!

(First Update since Feb 22, 2006,
Updated Oct, Fri 13th, 2006. )

( HOORAY! FRIDAY THE 13TH! PARTY HARDY! )

Yep, I'm still alive.

And I've been drawin' and writin' like hell. Shing.

Sorry, Everyone, for dissapearing so much, Life just loves to tug on my shirt like a child.


Dun Dun Dun.
I
Have
My
Own
REAL
Room.

So, Now i can do my own thang. Whee.
Not much to say, Sept my dad and his coworkers left the bankrupt company to start on their own.

And Luc (Brother.) left. He went to live in new york, with hims dad.
I miss him, Badly, But it's his life. I can't tell him where to live it.

Thats generally it.


+GHOST COUNTRY COMICS UPDATE+
For a while there, it looked like it was gonna be left in the dirt, didnt it?
Wrong.

A little bit back, mom's computer lost it's dial up network.
Windows has yet to be installed. Whoopee.
Thus was, I halted working on GC for a while, Occaisionally drawing scenes that would be. I decided to wait, until we got the scanner working again, and just as we did I began to fallow an interest in the mysterys of Space. UFOs. Abductions. The MIB, Alien races, Ect. And in obtaining a certain game, Destroy All Humans, I was inspired.

Enter the as yet unnamed, World of Hyperion Phoenix 636.

I loved Cryptosporidium, He inspired me to create the small alein, Hyperion, member of the Plutonian Science Exploration Unit 2, an operation set forth by the inhabitants of Pluto, the forgotten little planet at the edge of the galaxy. He is stationed on earth, and his mission is to study and prepare earth for a pending invasion.
He has been assigned to a special task for the mission, as of his own request, Owns a pet Human, a teen, 'Punk' girl with an interest in the paranormal which had made her both loved, and a freak in the small, rural town she lives in.

She had learned the language of the closest dangerous beings, The Martians, from Hyperion in hopes of her being able to survive a Gnark attack. Thus, involving her in an odd series of events with the Gnark Ambassador, which is a long, weird, story involving a marriage proposal which is better not explained right now, I'd be rambleing all night.

I had decided to base it in my own home town, which is said to be america's first man-built "UFO Landing Site".

So, I popped a comic of that out of my head.

But GC lives on, Only not in comics.
I've decided it to be a series of short stories, Which I am already writing. So hope is not lost! The whipstaff family holds strong!

Yee. Yee. yee.

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ATTENTION!!!
**********************************************************~~
:matteo: ~~ONE CLICK AND YOU HELP A SHELTER ANIMAL ~~ :matteo:

:silentkitty: [link] :silentkitty:

It costs you nothing, Only a small click once a day and you'll be helping some hungry, loving pet servive another day in a shelter!


Pweese? For deh childwen! *bites head offa a doll.*


Jason-Puppy: Do it an' I'll LUFF YEH FOREVAH! unless your a useless asshole who doesnt care 'bout deh animules.... *lifts machete*

:silentkitty: :silentkitty: :silentkitty: :silentkitty: :silentkitty: :silentkitty:
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:stfu:


:firelite-photo: FRIENDS!! :firelite-photo:
(<-COSSY-SAN! great rp'er and friend!)
(<- my furcadia clan's leader, luff ya crea.)
(<-MY LUFFABLE NEICE!! )
(<-MOST AMAZING PERSON ALIVE. )




:firelite-photo: IRL FAMILY!! :firelite-photo:





:firelite-photo: BEST FRIEND!!<3 <3 :firelite-photo:

(Luff ya ameh-san!)




:firelite-photo: BIG FAN OF :firelite-photo:





:firelite-photo: CLUBBEHS! :firelite-photo:


:firelite-photo::firelite-photo: GC Ghostly Partners :firelite-photo::firelite-photo:
People kind enough to help me get Ghost Country (GC) going!

GC UPDATE :: See above.



*jack skellington voice* Thank you, Everyone!



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+TROGDOR+

Sat Nov 5, 2005, 10:05 PM
:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:+:pumpkin:

:dance: Uhm. Hi. Welcome to the r'tarded Gallery of one such ME. :dance:

Just so you all know, All my comic strips have their certian initials, All devaitions with these on them are part of my comic series

:tombstone: :stereo: MY COMICS!! :stereo: :tombstone:

:firelite-photo:Experimental Film. :firelite-photo:
E.F.
The general entire group of charactors of this Gallery, living life as hell.




:xmas: Holiday Mushroom :xmas:
H.F.
Tay-San and the Grinch, As they try hard to get along which doesnt always go right.




:chainsaw:Brain Stew :chainsaw: :new:
B.S.
Tayra is held captive by movie muderer Ghost-Face, and hilarity, and :stab: drama, insues. :stab:






Mind you, Though

:fear: :fear: :fear: SOME COMIC SUBMISSIONS MAY BE IN PROSE :fear: :fear: :fear:
:coffeecup: THIS IS BECAUSE OF MY LIMITED COMPUTER MEMORY DISK SPACE :coffeecup:


probably will contain crossovers by the shitload..

:censored: :censored: :censored:
And, Yes. Some things may not be for children ages 10 and under. 'Cause... if your really littler then 10 years old you prolly should'nt be browsing a site called Deviant Art. o_o; Unless, of course, you are of GREAT maturity for your age.
:stupid:

Well, Thats all needs to be said. Besides leave me comments.

:shoutbox: :shoutbox: IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS GOOD ON THIS GREAT EARTH, COMMENT!! DAMNIT!!! I GET LONLY! PLEEAAASE! :shoutbox: :shoutbox:
:shoutbox: :shoutbox: :shoutbox: :shoutbox: :chainsaw:

I feel like the little corner of a thrift store nobody bothers to look at because they smell like grandmas... I mean, theres like tumbleweeds... and.. skeletons.... :cynic:

*cough* So just humor me and make me feel happy by provideing a simple HI.
:shoutbox:

"No, you can NOT have a dog. Its bad enough that we have an alein and a goldfish with the brain of a german guy..."-American Dad!-

:jedi: Soon, I'm gonna be a jedi, Soon im gonna be a jedi. :jedi:


Btw,

Family guy friggen rules.

All Your Base Are Belong To Us.

Favourite :llama: cam! [link]
[ Also featuring DOGGEHS!! ]
-Thanks, Blue moon ranch!-

:pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin::pumpkin:
:frail: + Red eyes.. + Half light...+ Moth-like... + :frail:
------------------- --MOTHMAN-- --------------------

:new::new::new::new::new::new::new::new::new::new:

Coming STUFF! = Indrid Cold sketch, Drawn and colored but not finished or shaded.

Calendar featureing each of my main charactors. Starting with November (If i get to it =/ )

In other discusting news, Uhm... Nothing. Thats about it, Nothing.
Joined GaiaOnline again, Yep.

I'm gonna vomit all over your damn foot. -Grinch

:bonk: :fork: :bonk: :fork: :bonk: :fork: :bonk: :fork: :bonk: :fork:

"Bj: Yup, This is happens. *eyeballs are leaking worms* What did i say?
Ginger: You told her not to touch them.
Tay: O_O;
Bj: I tod ja not to touch them o___o; Jacquez:...oo....sorreeh.... *twitch* "

SPAM SPAM SPAM! SPAM SPAM SPAM!
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ATTENTION!!!
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:matteo: ~~ONE CLICK AND YOU HELP A SHELTER ANIMAL ~~ :matteo:

:silentkitty: [link] :silentkitty:

It costs you nothing, Only a small click once a day and you'll be helping some hungry, loving pet servive another day in a shelter!


Pweese? For deh childwen! *bites head offa a doll.*


Jason-Puppy: Do it an' I'll LUFF YEH FOREVAH! unless your a useless asshole who doesnt care 'bout deh animules.... *lifts machete*

:silentkitty: :silentkitty: :silentkitty: :silentkitty: :silentkitty: :silentkitty:
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:stfu:


:firelite-photo: FRIENDS!! :firelite-photo:
(<-COSSY-SAN! great rp'er and friend!)
(<- my furcadia clan's leader, luff ya crea.)
(<-MY LUFFABLE NEICE!! )
(<-MOST AMAZING PERSON ALIVE. )




:firelite-photo: IRL FAMILY!! :firelite-photo:





:firelite-photo: BEST FRIEND!!<3 <3 :firelite-photo:

(Luff ya ameh-san!)




:firelite-photo: BIG FAN OF :firelite-photo:





:firelite-photo: CLUBBEHS! :firelite-photo:



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:finger: :finger: :finger: :finger: :finger: :finger: :finger: :finger:

*HISS*

Thu Aug 18, 2005, 1:54 PM
>_<


So.. Fucking... lonley...

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