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Mom says I gotta say something to introduce myself. I don't see what in the name of Fyora is the point, but whatever. All right then, um, where to start. My name is Ashes, not Ashley. If you call me Ashley you will find scissors lodged between your eyes. Lets see...I'm eight years old. Oh! And this is Bruno. He trains with me at Mystery Island, and he'll defend me to grave. Don't try to pet him though, he doesn't like people any more then I do = ^ = |

| I don't suppose you want my life story or any garbage like that? *sigh* Fine. Alright this feels like its going to be a stupidly long story, so I'm going to try to make this as quick as possible. Some new user with apparently no creativity created me with my lovely name. Then eventually dropped me in the pound with the other badly named pets to fend for myself. I can't remember what species I was, but eventually someone took pity on me. (I hate pity) One of those lab users. Zapped me till I was all special and unique. And edible :K Then it was back to the pound.
And STILL no one wanted me. Gosh, are people so shallow that names are everything?! Anyhow I was sitting there for a while, and a lady came in and sat next to me. Curly chestnut hair, glasses. She didn't have any pets with her. She was watching the new arrivals, scouting for a painted pet I think. She looked at me for a bit, but I was pretty sure she wasn't interested. Ugh, this is getting to cumbersome. Lets cut to the chase. I started yammering my trap because I was sick of that stupid place, and the longer we talked the more she started to like me. You should know who she is by now. If you don't, you're a moron. She's my mom. I'm happily adopted, and staying that way c:
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