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Re: A Room Full of Junk//Open//
DIR By: Greenstar
Date: April 29, 2016, 2:32 pm
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Cocoa starting pawing through all the jewelry. "It's really
pretty." She murmured to herself, "What do you think stuff like
this is doing in an old military base?"
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Re: A Room Full of Junk//Open//
DIR By: Jstar
Date: April 29, 2016, 3:35 pm
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"Maybe the female twolegs gave them to the male twolegs to
remember them by." He suggested.
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Re: A Room Full of Junk//Open//
DIR By: Greenstar
Date: April 29, 2016, 3:56 pm
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Cocoa shrugged her shoulders, "Maybe." She found a really pretty
silver ring with a diamond on top. She picked it up with her
paws, "This one is really pretty."
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Re: A Room Full of Junk//Open//
DIR By: Jstar
Date: April 29, 2016, 4:13 pm
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He looked at the ring, flicking his ears forward. "Yeah, it is."
He agreed.
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Re: A Room Full of Junk//Open//
DIR By: Greenstar
Date: April 29, 2016, 4:30 pm
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Cocoa looked at Nine happiness in her eyes ,I wish me and Nine
were closer. NO!!! Bad brain we know he likes Frisk just like
every other cat in this place. Then why is he here with us. Good
point. Good now I need to stop acting like there's two of me.
Cocoa shook her head and cleared her thoughts. "Oh." She
remembered the object she felt before in he box. "Hang on Nine."
She jumped back into the box and felt back around for the item
from before.
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Re: A Room Full of Junk//Open//
DIR By: Whoa
Date: April 29, 2016, 4:35 pm
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Since Sable was a deep sleeper and Whoa wanted to make another
pawn in this world, a kit peered around the corner, copper eyes
glowing with curiosity. The gray and white female approached
quietly, ears back slightly. Her name was Hemlockkit, and she
had recently been orphaned and was now raised by an npc mom.
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Re: A Room Full of Junk//Open//
DIR By: Jstar
Date: April 29, 2016, 4:37 pm
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Nine blinked towards Cocoa, then looked around, scenting the
nearby kit
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Re: A Room Full of Junk//Open//
DIR By: Whoa
Date: April 29, 2016, 4:44 pm
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She quietly watched the adults, mostly watching Cocoa.
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Re: A Room Full of Junk//Open//
DIR By: Greenstar
Date: April 29, 2016, 5:41 pm
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After pawing around a bit Cocoa finally found the object she
quickly clawed it and pulled. It was unfortunately stuck, so she
pulled harder she however used to much and as i came free she
fell backwards out of the box. "Ow!" She landed firmly on her
butt. The item was still suck on her claw though and now she
could see it. As it turned out it was a light green sweater.
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Re: A Room Full of Junk//Open//
DIR By: Jstar
Date: April 29, 2016, 6:05 pm
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"You okay?" He asked, rushing over
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