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UPDATED OFTEN!
Also, Im going to IRC some of this, so pop in time to time
Well, Im bored, so a treat.

Im going to play Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Red Rescue Team.

Yes, its an "old" GBA Game, but I like it.

Im currently at a point just after finishing the Team Base, so I already have some progress.



Accuracy is a FFFFFFFUUUUU- pain. I end up missing and wasting PP, which is valuble indeed.

I will edit often, for things like:

Dungeon plays
Max Damage: 221
Level ups
Random stuff
Quests...

...and Major Storyline events.

_Current Task: Killing time with Jobs, there are Many, many days that have to pass before Magma Cavern.
How many days?
Ive had at least 20 pass already.

Bonus Fact: I hoard Reviver Seeds, so I keep tabs on how many I've stocked.

Currently 24 Reviver Seeds

I HAVE TO Find Angel! (Chibi)
I am seriously losing my mind.

Besides, look at a majority of her posts, and tell me she wouldn't bring some life to the forum again. I dare you.

She cared so much about this place, and us. Do you think she would really leave or forget us?

ANYTHING about her goes here. Info, memories and such....

It is killing me not knowing what happened.

Pt 4
Twisted Heart
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I feel a Love/Hate thing going on. I love her. She hates me.

I was tutoring some kids younger than me, after school. I liked it, it gave me something to do, and I felt good knowing I was helping others. I as on my way home when I saw her. She was walking in front of me, then she almost half-cringed, half-tripped. She spun around, and gave me a glare, "What is your Problem?"

With a confused smile, "I'm going home, not that I'd consider that a problem."
"You follow me everywhere!"
"You think so? Maybe I just happen to have something to do, and its not like we are separated by a mountain. We live across from each other."
"So that gives you an excuse to stalk me?"
"I don't stalk people. Believe me, I don't."
"Whatever, I was right about you."
"If you hate me that much, I can take a different route, say...off a cliffside."
"Look, I don't like you, but I don't want you dead."
"Ok then, I'll just go the usual way, this way."

In this guild, You name your pokemon after Touhou characters

Mine:
Flandre / Flareon
Marisa / Jolteon
Mima / Umbreon
Cirno (9) / Vaporeon
Yuka / Leafeon
Yukari / Espeon

(Fry, this is what I was getting at.)

Part 2
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How did this happen?
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I am Solin, and I recently moved here from Houston, Texas. Pullsprings High is an odd place, My "welcome" was that of a beautiful girl, she had hair the color of a dark scarlet, and her eyes, oh man, her eyes were also scarlet, but a bright, almost demonic shade that pulled me in. She wore all-black. Typical T-Shirt for her age, eighteen I'd say, but not low-cut. Her overall Black apparel made her Lunatic eyes stand out even more, I was practically under her spell.

Well, maybe the demonic part was right, because she was harassing me fairly rough. I'm not a stalker, but that's she saw me as apparently.

She was pushing me away, and hurling insults like it was her life story, but I couldn't hate her for it. Normally, I would, but those eyes.... they were keeping me fixed, and I knew I was hooked.
I was in love with her. Her body and voice communicated, "I hate your guts," but her eyes spoke entirely in another tone, "I don't really know what to think of you right now, but let's see what my charm can do." If that's what she was really thinking, it was anchoring my soul to hers, and my gray, smokey eyes to her piercing, neon eyes. I couldn't pull away at all. Her charm was working easily.

I know, I have been neglecting Year 13 lately, I will try to finish it and post the rest..

In the wait, I have a side-story for you guys.

Not related to the storyline, but rather is a reflection in Leo's Mind

Here goes.


The nights I spent with her were amazing, the tears I shed for her, signified. I didn't actually realize this in full substance, not until a night when the date is not important. The importance being, it happened.

As I recall, it started like most days, I got up, got prepared, went to school... I felt different than usual, my toungue scrambled for words, vying to speak its meaning, but it failed to bring up anything comprehensive. Like an incoherent fool it floundered, but to no avail. Though my mouth fell limp, the description lacking, I could at least fumble together, 'Good'. The latter being a complete understatement.

As the day progressed from early-rise-lag to 'morning' I started to understand, 'how' I felt better, I saw life and energy reflecting everywhere, and, in turn, inside me.

My hope was that my school passage would be more than just the dull, 'Auto-pilot' routine. At first my hope seemed alive, as Kara walked by, with the comfortable wave, smile combo that she knew was my true reason for coming every day. That, and the fact that I would get fined for trunacy if I didn't...

The rest of my day was same as every other: Teacher: Blah, blah... Bell: BRrrnggg...

And repeat five times...

By this time, time to leave, I had remembered a book in my backpack, one that didn't weigh fifty pounds, and chock full of information most people could care less about. I took it out, admiring the cover (I hadn't gotten a chance to read it since its purchase.) A guy, about my age, no shirt, very messy, curly hair, and lots of it. On his back, a large pair of jet black, feathery wings. This boy was falling back-first, leaving a trail of black feathers, slowly forming a gradient of black to red. The whole scene was against a stormcloud backdrop. What stood out by far the most, the title: hush, hush The tips of the "h"s looked like knives, and the "s"s were curled, the tip practically intertwined with itself.

I began to read on the long bus ride home. As the cover had foreseen, it was about fallen angels. I drifted into the book's clutches and faded...

...HONK!!!... I awoke noticing my stop had arrived. I walked off, then down to my home. As I entered, I set my bag on the floor, and proceeding to remove my coat, I laid my book on the nearest possible surface: the Piano. I half-expected the sound as it was, but the note that rang I never could have precedented that it was the C Sharp, in the 7th Octave. This note was beyond special to me, it was my life in a whole..... 

This message is directed mainly toward Level5Pidgey and Stephenkill2, but this is also for the rest of the PU Team.
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Due to the Pokemon Ghost ShipRP incident, I feel compelled to say this.

I am not saying this as an RP Mod, but as a Regular User.
Yes, you are a Higher position than us, but dont get a snobby, "Im always right" attitude. Its rude, disrespectful, and I honestly think thats just not right.

This may sound like I'm attacking the team, but trust me, Im not.
All Im really saying is, Act your age, If you made it on the team, thats great, but don't get caught up.

The PU team are like our Role-models, they are supposed to be in a clean character.
You have a high status, don't let it go to your head
When one or more of you acts like a little kid, we lose faith in you, we stop trusting you.

Grow up, act like a mature, responsible adult, even if you are not.

We have feelings, because we are human, keep that in mind.

That's all, I just want to make that known. I want Everyone, regardless of Status to get along, and be better people.


Thank you for listening,


-Leo's Light.....

This is something Im going to try.

Basically:

-You are Installing Software/Downloading something
-The Person below you Gives an error Message for it. ***

Example:
Person A: I was Installing Microsoft Office 2010
Person B: Error: file not found. Downloading MP3s
Person C: Error: Credit Card PIN Invalid

And so on.... (***= Reason doesn't have to be computer related/ It could even be, "Error: You Ate my bacon....)