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 Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 4:42 pm
>>cяα§ħ & Ьuяη✖••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••
A Little Love Notes Production εveryone has a time they shine. Everyone has felt bad before, and everyone has been a star at one point. But what happens if you crash and burn? What happens if it wasn't the end of the world, but it was the end of yours? Really, nobody's perfect, but the world just thinks you have to be or else your not part of the social ladder, not even above that nerd who hides in the lockers. Yeah!
That's your purpose here. That's what you're doing, pulling people down with you or giving them a free lift to yonder where everyone's adored.
So go ahead. Go ahead, crash and burn.Under Construction :ƒøяuм §τατu§<<
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 4:43 pm
>>cяα§ħ & Ьuяη✖••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••
Rules Okay, I know yall hate paragraph form rules. I personally hate it too, but hey! If you don't like it, get your stuck-up butt outta' here. Thank you, now those who are still reading, congrats! Anyway, rules... right... Grammar is nesscary here! I'm sorry if I spell a word wrong every now and then, but 5 times in a post, you're out of here. Romance, strongly encouraged, I mean what type of star doesn't have love? But guys, keep it PG-13, I'm one of those girls who ARE young. Violence, great, as long as nobody kills each other. These people are in HIGHSCHOOL they don't need a criminal record. When you fill out my skeleton, DON'T mess it up. I spent a long time on that! If you had read all of this, put your PM title as, "Gosh, I don't want to be a star anymore..."
If you live through that, continue.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 4:45 pm
>>cяα§ħ & Ьuяη✖••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••
Skeleton My skeleton. That means you fill it all out, every single condemed thing!☆First★Middle☆Last☆  My name is up there.
But call me [[Nicknames]]
On [[Birth Date]] I was born.
I think my doctor yelled I was a [[gender]] and he dropped me. Sadly.
For sure, they know I love, [[5 likes]]
Seriously? I hate those [[5 dislikes]]
Really I am, [[personality here.]]
But in magazines they say, [[biography]]
I guess that's it... oh wait! By any chance did you see [[Username]]?
Yeah, whoever it was they're late.Their Niche (Or Role) You Make Up... Here![align=center][size=9][color=postingcolor2]☆[/color][/size][size=18][color=fpostingcolor1]First[/color][/size][size=9][color=postingcolor3]★[/color][/size][size=18][color=postingcolor1]Middle[/color][/size][size=9][color=postingcolor2]☆[/color][/size][size=18][color=postingcolor1]Last[/color][/size][size=9][color=postingcolor3]☆[/color][/size][/align]
[imgleft]picture of character, perferably anime.[/imgleft]
[size=11][color=postingcolor2]My name is up there.[/color]
[color=postingcolor1]But call me [[Nicknames]][/color]
[color=postingcolor3]On [[Birth Date]] I was born.[/color]
[color=postingcolor2 I think my doctor yelled I was a [[gender]] and he dropped me. Sadly.[/color]
[color=postingcolor1]For sure, they know I love, [[5 likes]][/color]
[color=postingcolor3]Seriously? I hate those [[5 dislikes]][/color]
[color=postingcolor1]Really I am, [[personality here.]][/color]
[color=postingcolor2]But in magazines they say, [[biography]][/color]
[color=postingcolor1]I guess that's it... oh wait! By any chance did you see [[Username]]?[/color]
[color=postingcolor3]Yeah, whoever it was they're late.[/color]
[size=18][color=postingcolor2]Their Niche (Or Role) You Make Up... Here!<<[/color][/size][/size]
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 4:52 pm
>>cяα§ħ & Ьuяη✖••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••
News Basically what the subtitle is....
May 25, 2009... Forum Is Born! (Michael Jackson Died Today!)
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 4:54 pm
>>cяα§ħ & Ьuяη✖••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••
Reserved Reserved for a fire drill....
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 5:22 pm
☆Amanda★Jansen☆Massenfale☆ Amanda awoke in her room. She sighed and then stood up walking out of her room. She wore what she was going to wear to school the night before. It was basically a black strapless dress. She plopped her feet into a pair of flip-flops and ran downstairs. She grabbed a cereal bar and chewed it up. Amanda never ate anything anymore, or a lot. Stepping out of the kitchen, she traveled to the living room to her backpack. It was pathetic looking, all black and dumb. Sighing, she hauled it up to her back, and walked out to the cold outside and walked to the bus stop.
There she was going to be the laughing stock of everything. She smiled at everyone politely, but everyone ignored her. They looked at her as if she was a broken screen door. She wasn't though! Just. . . rejected by the love of her life. She snifled and stood in the nobody group. Where nobody talked. Suprisingly. "Augh. Another day of living. Just fantastic. Fantastic enough to die."
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Posted: Sat Jun 27, 2009 11:34 am
  ★Zoey★Mae★Zimmerman★
...Popping bubble wrap is cheap...
You decide. The young girl said as she sat in one of the two chairs that sat on the balcony just outside her room. The chairs were black with red cutions, she loved them, she loved to sit in them. Shaking her head, her short black hair flowing down in ripples as her head moved. "It's going to be a long day," she muttered to herself.
"Zoe, it's time to get ready for school," can the voice of male just before footsteps were heard. "Come on dear, we have some breakfast for you in the kitchen," her foster father, Carl, said as she stood next to her. He smiled down at her as he gently placed his hand on Zoey's shoulder as she looked up at him. Shifting slowly to look up at him, the nodded before moving to stand.
Zoey had been up for several hours now, several thoughts had come to her in the middle of the night, thoughts that could not be ignored. She had woken early that morning, her clock reading 2:37 am, but she didn't seem to care as she set out to write her thoughts and feeling out in her notebook.
"Oh, wait," she said as when she reached her bedroom door with Carl. Turning around quickly, she took the four steps to her bedside table and picked up her phone and ipod then turned and walked back over to Carl with a smile. They walked down stairs together where Kat was waiting in the kitchen with breakfast. "Morning," Zoey said with a smiled as she went to the fridge to get a glass of apple juice to drink before sitting down to eat a breakfast consisting of two eggs over easy, bacon, hash browns and toast.  
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