|White Weewoos don't exist. *shifty eyes*
||Issue: 364 | 17th day of Collecting, Y10
|The Book: Part SixThe group rounded another corner and almost walked straight into the brown Mynci, the Captain of the ship.|
|Some Kind of Superstar: Part Five"I got in!" I scream the instant she opens the door.|
|Greatclaw: Part Five"The boss wants us to enter the castle treasury and steal some sword..."|
|Falling Rain: Part FiveBrai gulped uneasily at the spidery black shapes ahead of them. The forest. "Almost there," she whispered.|
|A Quest for Faerieland: The Trilogy - Part Three"The Sand Blade is the color of sand, so it's going to blend in very nicely with the dunes. We may never find it," Cellestia told them worriedly.|
|Sunlight Sonata: Part Six"Yes, I am a mutant. Yes, Sloth made me what I am. But what I am is a leader, a leader of those in the rebellion."|
|Taking Care of Us: Part ThreeShe drank cocoa and the Snowager sipped coffee. It all came from the same stained pot. But it didn't matter. It was a dream. |
|The Chronicles of Terror Mountain: Part Three"I've been thinking about an idea that could work to solve both problems," the Snow Faerie continued, nervously biting her lip. |
|No Other Way: Part Four"There must be some way out! Patsy, you know the Station, don't you? Isn't there something you can do?"|
|The Kacheek Club: Gretta's Revenge - Part Two"Ugh, we've been in here for six hours already," complained Bridgette.|
|Faded Memories #2: Rise of the Battle Faerie - Part Four"Where's Mithana?" she questioned as she plopped herself down in a chair near Fyora's desk.|
|Molly's Story: Part TwoMolly awoke to her owner poking her in the side. When he saw she was awake, he grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and put her in the cage again.|
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"Memoirs of a Kad Feeder" by averryyy
Sometimes I really dislike my owner. Not hate, because hate is a strong word, but dislike. Seriously, just because I offer to kad feed for her to get the avatar, it doesn't mean she should make me keep a stupid journal about it! I mean, she should know by now that I totally do not like writing!!! I complain about it enough. So she stomped in all grumpy, like...
"Am I just a bunch of numbers to him now? Stats that you can pass on to another person for something else?"
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