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Mozart:Still, you live in austrailia. Their schooling is diffrent. Not much. The names of schools are different, but I still get homework. I still have to cope with the same stuff.

I've offically left, but I might of well finish it. After drinking, Alexander limped off; finding somewhere to slept. Dusk was setting over the oasis, as he sighted oryxes glaring at him with thier deep dark black eyes. He circled in a ball underneath a burrow entrance, not worrying about the creature that dwelled there, he licked his ...

Many of you have, if not already noticed, that I have been gone for a large amount of time. I did post a goodbye post, but it never was through. For those who wondered why I left, here is the reasons: Firstly, I am sick of fighting, being on a side. I have a life now, I have to put up with enough bullying already. I don't believe in god; who ...

If this about me; I am willing to quit these forums if you want peace. I was going to leave a month ago; but TeamCrab deleted my message.

Eh. Another australian animal. Well, they eat anything that moves. XD

Mozart: Ok look,1. I never joined your site, there are such things as imposters and people who go by the same name2. I did not copy.You didn't make up Elders, I have seen it in quite a few fantasy things3. I do make up my own idea's, have you heard of a dog that turns into a cat by night?4. I would love to see some proof that you made up the ...

If you HATE it sooo much - why did you join it? Stop copying me. Thats unorginal. You even copied 'the Elder' bit in your dog RPG. Make your own ideas for once.

Third time you copied again from Fern Grove. You seem to secertly like it eh?

RiverStrider: Regardless, if you didn’t make the skin yourself and it was from that skin website, you still don’t have a right to complain much, even if they did use it just because they saw it on your site. Okay. Mozart, you peed me off by saying my site is stupid. Okay? It hurts, I have put hours into it ya know. Another thing: I'm ...

This is a poem about Mingan. My fantasy wolf on Zanzira. Since my eyes looked at lightAnd my wings knew flightI saw myself, muscluar and leanMy fur grew think, and it sheanedBut something had not meet my fangsThe blood of anotherCold blood, that mats furThe cold blood that makes a warriorLike I am. A ruthless bruteStrutting around like a roosterI ...