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Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
DIR By: Spottedpath
Date: January 18, 2013, 9:28 pm
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He noticed her shudder and chose to ignore it. "My owner helped
me with it! He put all sorts of fun things in there!" he
continued as though nothing was wrong with the place.
(seriously. Reading will improve your writing A LOT)
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Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
DIR By: Wolfatheart
Date: January 18, 2013, 9:35 pm
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I mean, I CAN right something quite advanced, I've written
something 8,000 words before for literature contest where I
live, I just can't find any muse to like, MAKE something.
Eccpesially when I have a fever and ear infection. And broken
leg. DD: And flu.
She sped up to where she could be close to him, as if a kittypet
would protect her. "You're housefolk are nice, I hope?"
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Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
DIR By: Spottedpath
Date: January 18, 2013, 9:47 pm
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(Awesome sauce. What was it about? Did you win? Im
curriiiooooouuuuuusssssssssssssss. Try turning that into your
muse. Thats what I do. Whenever something goes to poop with me I
try to bury myself in my writing. It usually works pretty well.)
"Oh yes! Arthur is wonderful! He makes treats for me all the
time!" he meowed. "Would you like to meet him? I could share my
treats with you!"
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Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
DIR By: Wolfatheart
Date: January 18, 2013, 10:10 pm
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”Oh, I wouldn’t want to impose. You eat them, but I’d gladly
like to take up the offer of meeting your housefolk.” Nightmares
didn’t want to be rude, Ollie being so generous and kind.
ShadowClan wasn’t that bad. Then she remembered. She wasn’t even
supposed to be here! They’d worry about her! Oh, well. She’d do
a mission. Studying the ways of a kittypet.
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Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
DIR By: Spottedpath
Date: January 18, 2013, 10:21 pm
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"Come along then!" he turned and bounced back down the street,
towards his home. That made him so happy!
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Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
DIR By: Wolfatheart
Date: January 18, 2013, 10:22 pm
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She followed, quickly bounding towards him.
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Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
DIR By: Spottedpath
Date: January 18, 2013, 10:29 pm
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As they approached his house, he spotted two cats with their
back turned towards them. One was a tan cat with brown markings
and the other was a brown cat with black around his neck. The
exact brown as the tail that disappeared behind the house
earlier. Oliver froze, his folded ears pressed back against his
skull. "Wait here." he said in a much darker voice than before.
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Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
DIR By: Wolfatheart
Date: January 18, 2013, 10:30 pm
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Nightmares nodded and sat down, ears flat. Her green-hazel eyes
narrowed to slits.
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Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
DIR By: Spottedpath
Date: January 18, 2013, 10:47 pm
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Marching up the sidewalk in an almost comical manner. "Alfred!"
he yelled. The brown cat stiffed, not daring to turn around. His
companion however turned and smirked at Alfred, his eyes unseen
by black kitty sunglasses. "Get off my porch!" his white and
orange fur poored up, making him look like a giant walking
marshmallow. The brown cat slid off the porch and stumbled down
the stairs. A pair of red sunglasses sat atop his head, his red
eyes wide. "H-hey Oliver." he studdered, backing away from the
oncoming cat. "Just came over to say uh... To say..." the glare
the scottish fold was giving him just made things worse. Giving
up, the brown cat turned tail and ran down the street yowling,
"I didn't mean too~!" Satisfied that Alfred was gone, Oliver
bounced lightly up the steps in front of his house, motioning
for Nightmare to come join him.
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Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
DIR By: Wolfatheart
Date: January 18, 2013, 10:53 pm
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Nightmare watched the two flee and looked at Ollie. She padded
up to the steps and joined him, sitting down. "Wh-what was that
about? I'm not going to get ch-chased off, too, am I?" No, he
seemed too nice.
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