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tryingtoescapereality Crew
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2009 3:11 pm
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 10:58 am
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 10:59 am
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 11:00 am
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Posted: Sun May 31, 2009 12:15 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 11:45 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 1:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 2:13 pm
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tryingtoescapereality Crew
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 2:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 4:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 7:06 pm
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((The Sims 3 is so close, I can taste it razz [or...perhaps a different sense would be better here... sweatdrop ]! Donno what to post, since no one has responded/acted upon one of my cats...))
Saberclaw awoke in the warm warriors' den, still somewhat surprised that he hadn't been confronted yet. He padded his way after a good stretch to the nursury to see partially his creation. The runt he remembered being named Minnowkit was trying to communicate with a fellow kitten with little luck. Basskit was silently padding up to Sunnykit, who was basking in the sun, however Basskit was lacking the stress of stalking. He assumed, therefore, that Basskit just merely felt like joining his smaller brother. Lastly, Swampheart was off to the side, carefully watching her growing litter. Saberclaw decided since she was the only one who would most likely be off to herself, he would join her. Swampheart looked up to him in a joyful shock as he came over and pressed his pumpkin pelt lovingly against her tabby one, breathing in her scent gleefully as he purred out of content and love.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 12:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 1:50 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 10:39 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 12:30 pm
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